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batsutousaiTitle: Clouds In My Coffee
Fandom: Marvel (movie 'verse) & Real Person Fiction
Author: Batsutousai
Rating: T
Pairings: Loki/Tom Hiddleston
Challenge: 30 Day OTP Challenge
Summary: For a challenge, 30 days of Tomki/FrostPudding.
Chapter Warnings: Loki's not as much a Grinch as I wanted him to be, some religious history (the author's Pagan upbringing might be showing), Loki's a little shit, allusions to Tom Hiddleston/Susannah Fielding
A/N: Yeah. Bet you can't guess where my brain is. *ded*
I was, originally, thinking to have them watch The Snowman (1982), but I decided I didn't feel like watching it again while I wrote, just so I had everything right. But, cute film. Apparently one Tom watched a lot as a kid. Maybe it'll show up late in this series, or in another fic. We'll see.
- Day Eighteen: Doing Something Together -
"What is the point of this?" Loki demanded, pointing at the array of boxes that Thomas was pulling from various hiding places. Loki couldn't remember seeing any of them before, which was impressive, because he'd gone through every cupboard and closet in the flat at least twice, digging through the human's secrets and learning everything he could of the man in the easiest way possible. But he'd turned up none of these boxes.
"It's–" Thomas frowned and looked over the strewn boxes, sat in front of wherever they'd been pulled from. "It's Christmas. It's a holiday meant to, well..." He set down the box he'd been holding and scratched the back of his head. "It started out as a way to sort of survive the long nights of the winter. Sort of, you know, party through the night, pretend it's not cold and dark all the time. That sort of stuff.
"But then Christianity took over the religion, made it more about their... I'm not sure what to call him. Their patron saint, maybe? Jesus, anyway. The son of the one true God."
Loki scoffed.
"I know, I know." Thomas rolled his eyes, familiar with Loki's thoughts surrounding the humans' 'Jealous God', as he called him. "I'm just telling you what this is. So, the Christians said Jesus was born on the twenty-fifth, which was pretty near the winter Solstice, and everything got sort of mixed up together. Throw in a bit of goodwill and commercialism, and you've got Christmas."
"Yes, fine. But what is the point of this," Loki repeated, pointing, again, at all the boxes.
Thomas glanced around a bit blankly. "Uhm... Decoration?"
Loki resisted the urge to throttle him.
Thomas shrugged and turned to pull out a last box before shutting the closet door. "I'm sure there's a meaning behind a Christmas tree, but I'm not sure what it is. You can look it up."
"Am I expected to assist with this...decoration?" Loki asked instead, thinking he might well look up a more through explanation for all the boxes later. When Thomas wasn't home.
Thomas sighed and set his current box down before moving unerringly towards the largest of the boxes and cutting it open. "It would be nice if you did," he said to Loki's question. Then he started pulling out green things which vaguely resembled branches.
"What is that?" Loki asked, scooting closer.
"Christmas tree."
"Trees do not come in pieces."
Thomas smiled a bit sadly. "It's fake. I've spent too many Christmases in and out of the city to take care of a real one, and I always feel bad about asking people to come by and check the water level. So I bought this one last year." He glanced up at Loki, a glint of mischief in his eyes. "Want to help me create a tree?"
Okay. That was a little tempting. "Can I destroy it, too?" Loki returned.
"In January."
Loki considered that for a moment, then nodded and stepped closer to help in putting the tree together. It wasn't too terrible, and went quickly enough with two of them. Then came the string of lights, the ornaments – Loki may have dropped a few of them on purpose, just to see if they'd shatter; five of the twelve did – and a star for the top.
At the bottom of the ornaments box, there was a small box that Loki got to first. Inside was a fake approximation of two leaves and some berries, tied with a red bow that had a loop on the end to hang it by. Loki recognised the object as mistletoe, but he couldn't begin to guess at its existence, given that it was nothing like the globes and fake snowflakes the other ornaments were made of.
Thomas glanced over to see what had Loki so enthralled – he usually made more noise when he broke an ornament, then magically vanished the remains, rather than just repairing it – and his expression twisted oddly before he held out a hand. "I forgot about that," he commented in a voice that was too light.
Loki closed his hand around the mistletoe and held it away, just to be difficult. "What is it for?" he enquired.
Thomas let his hand drop back to his side. "Ah. It's a human tradition; if you're standing under mistletoe, you're required to kiss."
"And why would you have such a thing?" He certainly hadn't bought it for Loki, not if it was so far down in a box that had been hidden away. And it felt older, like it had been in Thomas' possession for longer than Loki had been in Midgard.
"Susannah bought it," Thomas admitted.
The ex-girlfriend, Loki recognised. Thomas spoke little of her, though Loki had come to understand from the human's friends and family that they had parted on cordial terms.
"I should probably just bin it," Thomas continued, reaching out a hand for it again.
Loki didn't much care to think about Thomas' relationships before himself, but he wasn't about to pass up a perfectly good opportunity, so he held it above his head and raised an eyebrow at the human in a silent challenge.
Thomas paused and considered him for a moment, then stepped around the ornaments box to meet him. "Is this your way of telling me to keep it?" he asked.
"Kiss me before I shove this abomination down your throat," Loki returned.
Thomas laughed and leaned in for a kiss, one hand reaching up to take the mistletoe from Loki. He didn't pull away once he had the fake plant, instead wrapping his arms around the god and deepening the kiss. He licked at the inside of Loki's mouth like he couldn't get enough, and Loki let him, clutching at the human's shoulders and giving him the control Loki usually couldn't give up. After all, he had told Thomas to kiss him, had he not?
When Thomas eventually pulled back, his pupils were blown with want, but he was smiling. "Mistletoe. Keeping or binning?"
"I would have something more true."
Thomas nodded. "I wanted to get a live wreath. For the front door. We can look into getting real mistletoe while we're out."
"That is acceptable."
"Okay. Bedroom?"
Loki smirked and pulled the human along in his wake.
When they put the empty boxes away a few hours later, Loki was pretty sure he saw the box with the fake mistletoe at the bottom of the ornaments box. But he didn't make mention of it; it would be important for next Christmas.
Days:
1 - Holding Hands ||| 2 - Cuddling Somewhere ||| 3 - Gaming ||| 4 - On a Date ||| 5 - Kissing
6 - Wearing Each Other's Clothing ||| 7 - Cosplaying ||| 8 - Shopping ||| 9 - Hanging Out With Friends ||| 10 - With Animal Ears
11 - Wearing Kigurumi ||| 12 - Making Out ||| 13 - Eating Ice Cream ||| 14 - Genderswapped ||| 15 - Different Clothing Style
16 - Morning Rituals ||| 17 - Spooning |||18 - Doing Something Together ||| 19 - In Formal Wear ||| 20 - Dancing
21 - Cooking/Baking ||| 22 - In Battle, Side-By-Side ||| 23 - Arguing ||| 24 - Making Up After ||| 25 - Gazing Into Each Other's Eyes
26 - Getting Married ||| 27 - Birthday ||| 28 - Something Ridiculous ||| 29 - Something Sweet ||| 30 - Something Hot
Masterlist
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Fandom: Marvel (movie 'verse) & Real Person Fiction
Author: Batsutousai
Rating: T
Pairings: Loki/Tom Hiddleston
Challenge: 30 Day OTP Challenge
Summary: For a challenge, 30 days of Tomki/FrostPudding.
Chapter Warnings: Loki's not as much a Grinch as I wanted him to be, some religious history (the author's Pagan upbringing might be showing), Loki's a little shit, allusions to Tom Hiddleston/Susannah Fielding
A/N: Yeah. Bet you can't guess where my brain is. *ded*
I was, originally, thinking to have them watch The Snowman (1982), but I decided I didn't feel like watching it again while I wrote, just so I had everything right. But, cute film. Apparently one Tom watched a lot as a kid. Maybe it'll show up late in this series, or in another fic. We'll see.
"What is the point of this?" Loki demanded, pointing at the array of boxes that Thomas was pulling from various hiding places. Loki couldn't remember seeing any of them before, which was impressive, because he'd gone through every cupboard and closet in the flat at least twice, digging through the human's secrets and learning everything he could of the man in the easiest way possible. But he'd turned up none of these boxes.
"It's–" Thomas frowned and looked over the strewn boxes, sat in front of wherever they'd been pulled from. "It's Christmas. It's a holiday meant to, well..." He set down the box he'd been holding and scratched the back of his head. "It started out as a way to sort of survive the long nights of the winter. Sort of, you know, party through the night, pretend it's not cold and dark all the time. That sort of stuff.
"But then Christianity took over the religion, made it more about their... I'm not sure what to call him. Their patron saint, maybe? Jesus, anyway. The son of the one true God."
Loki scoffed.
"I know, I know." Thomas rolled his eyes, familiar with Loki's thoughts surrounding the humans' 'Jealous God', as he called him. "I'm just telling you what this is. So, the Christians said Jesus was born on the twenty-fifth, which was pretty near the winter Solstice, and everything got sort of mixed up together. Throw in a bit of goodwill and commercialism, and you've got Christmas."
"Yes, fine. But what is the point of this," Loki repeated, pointing, again, at all the boxes.
Thomas glanced around a bit blankly. "Uhm... Decoration?"
Loki resisted the urge to throttle him.
Thomas shrugged and turned to pull out a last box before shutting the closet door. "I'm sure there's a meaning behind a Christmas tree, but I'm not sure what it is. You can look it up."
"Am I expected to assist with this...decoration?" Loki asked instead, thinking he might well look up a more through explanation for all the boxes later. When Thomas wasn't home.
Thomas sighed and set his current box down before moving unerringly towards the largest of the boxes and cutting it open. "It would be nice if you did," he said to Loki's question. Then he started pulling out green things which vaguely resembled branches.
"What is that?" Loki asked, scooting closer.
"Christmas tree."
"Trees do not come in pieces."
Thomas smiled a bit sadly. "It's fake. I've spent too many Christmases in and out of the city to take care of a real one, and I always feel bad about asking people to come by and check the water level. So I bought this one last year." He glanced up at Loki, a glint of mischief in his eyes. "Want to help me create a tree?"
Okay. That was a little tempting. "Can I destroy it, too?" Loki returned.
"In January."
Loki considered that for a moment, then nodded and stepped closer to help in putting the tree together. It wasn't too terrible, and went quickly enough with two of them. Then came the string of lights, the ornaments – Loki may have dropped a few of them on purpose, just to see if they'd shatter; five of the twelve did – and a star for the top.
At the bottom of the ornaments box, there was a small box that Loki got to first. Inside was a fake approximation of two leaves and some berries, tied with a red bow that had a loop on the end to hang it by. Loki recognised the object as mistletoe, but he couldn't begin to guess at its existence, given that it was nothing like the globes and fake snowflakes the other ornaments were made of.
Thomas glanced over to see what had Loki so enthralled – he usually made more noise when he broke an ornament, then magically vanished the remains, rather than just repairing it – and his expression twisted oddly before he held out a hand. "I forgot about that," he commented in a voice that was too light.
Loki closed his hand around the mistletoe and held it away, just to be difficult. "What is it for?" he enquired.
Thomas let his hand drop back to his side. "Ah. It's a human tradition; if you're standing under mistletoe, you're required to kiss."
"And why would you have such a thing?" He certainly hadn't bought it for Loki, not if it was so far down in a box that had been hidden away. And it felt older, like it had been in Thomas' possession for longer than Loki had been in Midgard.
"Susannah bought it," Thomas admitted.
The ex-girlfriend, Loki recognised. Thomas spoke little of her, though Loki had come to understand from the human's friends and family that they had parted on cordial terms.
"I should probably just bin it," Thomas continued, reaching out a hand for it again.
Loki didn't much care to think about Thomas' relationships before himself, but he wasn't about to pass up a perfectly good opportunity, so he held it above his head and raised an eyebrow at the human in a silent challenge.
Thomas paused and considered him for a moment, then stepped around the ornaments box to meet him. "Is this your way of telling me to keep it?" he asked.
"Kiss me before I shove this abomination down your throat," Loki returned.
Thomas laughed and leaned in for a kiss, one hand reaching up to take the mistletoe from Loki. He didn't pull away once he had the fake plant, instead wrapping his arms around the god and deepening the kiss. He licked at the inside of Loki's mouth like he couldn't get enough, and Loki let him, clutching at the human's shoulders and giving him the control Loki usually couldn't give up. After all, he had told Thomas to kiss him, had he not?
When Thomas eventually pulled back, his pupils were blown with want, but he was smiling. "Mistletoe. Keeping or binning?"
"I would have something more true."
Thomas nodded. "I wanted to get a live wreath. For the front door. We can look into getting real mistletoe while we're out."
"That is acceptable."
"Okay. Bedroom?"
Loki smirked and pulled the human along in his wake.
When they put the empty boxes away a few hours later, Loki was pretty sure he saw the box with the fake mistletoe at the bottom of the ornaments box. But he didn't make mention of it; it would be important for next Christmas.
1 - Holding Hands ||| 2 - Cuddling Somewhere ||| 3 - Gaming ||| 4 - On a Date ||| 5 - Kissing
6 - Wearing Each Other's Clothing ||| 7 - Cosplaying ||| 8 - Shopping ||| 9 - Hanging Out With Friends ||| 10 - With Animal Ears
11 - Wearing Kigurumi ||| 12 - Making Out ||| 13 - Eating Ice Cream ||| 14 - Genderswapped ||| 15 - Different Clothing Style
16 - Morning Rituals ||| 17 - Spooning |||
21 - Cooking/Baking ||| 22 - In Battle, Side-By-Side ||| 23 - Arguing ||| 24 - Making Up After ||| 25 - Gazing Into Each Other's Eyes
26 - Getting Married ||| 27 - Birthday ||| 28 - Something Ridiculous ||| 29 - Something Sweet ||| 30 - Something Hot
Masterlist
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Date: 2/12/12 19:31 (UTC)no subject
Date: 2/12/12 19:54 (UTC)no subject
Date: 2/12/12 21:23 (UTC)Bahahahahaha OMG Loki with a Christmas tree and ornaments *nark, nark, nark...*
heh Looks like mistletoe won out on the keeping!
*flails 'cause she can*
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Date: 2/12/12 21:27 (UTC)no subject
Date: 3/12/12 08:05 (UTC)Not like I've ever watched less-than-legal copies before >.>;;
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Date: 4/12/12 00:14 (UTC)I'll send you a PM with the link. ;)