My Reason Why I Don't Like It:

My reason why I don't like it:

• I find it weird

• I think of them as the same people but different personalities

• The development of there relationship to romance wasn't really romance to me

• I find there relationship as twin siblings rather than lovers

• I find there romance rushed

• I get the ick when they do romance stuff especially the kiss scene

• I don't really see the development between both characters rather than not be alone

• They fit more as platonic relationship

• I think for me Loki needs someone that could develope his character arc just like how Thor had Jane to develope his character

• And Sylvie didn't really develope his character that much the only change there is that he becomes more worried for others

• To me variant romance just sounds like self-cest to me

• Seens narcissistic to me

• I find them being better as partners in crime

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Me ranting about it:

I just find the ship really weird and even with lokius, because to me this is just some friends stuff not much of a romance, like with sylvie its more of sibling type of love, then with mobius is more of a father-son relationship like have you seen how he encourages lokis good work like how a father would when his son hit a homerun in the field that's just cute but as romance nah I just don't see it, And honestly I don't think Loki needs a romance yet what he needs the most is him getting past his insecurities and start opening up more and realize the fuckery that's happening in his life and I love the new characters and the concept of tva but as romance I find it weird

And I agree with the post about him having a character that could challenge him personally I want him to have someone that is very different from him like idk have a lover that's kind of a therapist or a character that's just troubling like him like them being workaholic,afraid of commitment, or generally that disagrees with his opinions but still respects it

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Disclaimer

Your entitled to your opinions and you don't have to agree with me I'm just putting how I feel about the show and how it makes me uncomfortable about the concepts of what there trying to have

This is just my opinion don't take it seriously I'm just some random 13 year old that's just fond of the complexity of loki's character and don't really care who he ends up with (except for thor) and just wants him to grow up as a character and get past his insecurity

To the people that ship loki x thor you don't have the right to be entitled on your opinions cuz that is just down right 🤸‍♀️disgusting🤸‍♀️

why yall dont like sylki:

'bad bi rep'

lokius

she killed he who remains

she betrayed loki and called him a liar

not genderfluid enough because they just so happen to be cis-passing

they are literally the same exact person

why i dont like sylki:

i wish they had given loki a partner that ACTUALLY challenged him to change raher than just pulling him along into what he always does (ie a love interest who is actually good and pushes him to be so, or a interest so villain they make him worse)

i just dont like sylkie

shes literally just him BUT she lacks the sneaky social skills of years of tricking thor which is what makes loki a loki anyway

Yo is it just me or does lmanberg reminds me of

Ring around a rosie

Think for it for a second like the lyrics reminds lmanberg like

Ring around the rosie pockets full of posies

It describes what lmanberg should be then this lyric

Ashes ashes we all fall down

The ashes can be describe as the tnt that blew up and the withers and how it fall down

Ngl i dunno whats wrong with me but ring around a rosie is now scaring me cuz it made me remind lmanberg

Y/N: Hubs lets adopt Kyouka🥺

Fukuzawa: No we already have Ranpo

Y/N: Welp too bad she's our daughter whether you like it or not

ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ 4 : Our unplanned talk and a sealed deal

《The Regrator's sunlight》

Pantalone x reader|| modern au



"Where are we going again?" You ask Childe as he drives his car with you in the passenger seat.

Childe suddenly arrived at your café earlier than he usually does. Slightly panting as he explains something to you in an excited tone.

It had been about three days since the Regrator himself visited your mini café. It was Sunday when he visited, and it's about Wednesday now. You didn't call the number he gave you just yet. Something just made you hesitate, and you don't seem to know why.

"It's because of the party for next week." Childe gave you a sheepish smile as he drove.

"Right...the party," you mumbled to yourself as you leaned back on the passenger seat.

"Have you called him yet?" Childe suddenly blurts out.

"Called who yet?" You raised an eyebrow at him as you crossed your arms over your chest.

"Pantalone" Childe smirks and chuckles teasingly.

"Shut it, you carrot head," you slightly glare at the ginger-haired male. It seems he can't let go of the conversation when Pantalone calls you 'my dear'.

"And no, I haven't talked to him yet," you respond to his previous question.

"Aw, why not?" The ginger-haired male grinned at you.

"I haven't found the time yet," you sigh and look out the car window.

"Eh? Why not?" Childe asks.

"You know what? I was about to ask you on opinions about suits for the upcoming party....but now that you mentioned that you didn't talk to him yet." Childe slyly grin as he briefly look at you.

You looked at him wide-eyed as you realized what he meant by that. You let out a quiet sigh and palmed your face, looking out the car window.

"Let's go to the headquarters!" Childe mischievously smiled and started to drive back to the Fatui headquarters.

You groaned quietly before glaring at him a bit.

"Absolutely not"

"Absolutely yes," Childe retorts.

"Absolutely not"

"Absolutely yes~"

"No-"

"It's a yes, and that's final," Childe teasingly said as he grinned.

"You bastard of a carrot head," you mutter with irritation in your voice.

"Ouch, such a mean girlie," Childe said in a fake hurt voice.

"Shut it, ginger head."

Childe laughs again.

"Here we are," Childe mutters as he pulls up at the underground parking lot of the headquarters.

"I should have brought my winter coat with me," you hiss quietly.

'Heh, my bad, I guess I did suddenly pick you up from your café. I'm glad that Aether and Lumine were there," Childe sheepishly chuckled as he got out of the car.

'C'mon, it's much warmer inside the headquarters," Childe adds as you get out of his car. You sigh at the cold temperature of the parking space.

You nod as you walk with Childe towards the elevator.

'My winter coat, you grumble in your mind as you rub your hands together, glad that you at least brought your favorite color scarf.

As you and Childe got on the elevator, he pressed the button for floor 49. You stared at the closing elevator door as Childe got his phone out of his pockets.

"Hm?"

You stared a bit confusedly at the ginger-haired male as he grinned, messaging someone.

You stayed silent as you also got out your phone, unlocking it as you saw a message sent by Kaeya earlier. Your best friend lives in Mondstadt, a nation in Europe.

"WISH ME LUCK (NAME) THE PRANK IS SET" Sent 56 minutes ago.

"(NAME) HELP! HAHA DILUC GOT MAD was sent 32 minutes ago.

Kaeya also sent a photo 31 minutes ago.

The photo was slightly blurry as it contains Kaeya's laughing face as he runs from a pink-haired Diluc, who also has flour on his head and clothes.

"You're on your own, kae," You replied, laughing quietly as you closed your phone.

"Idiot," you whisper, smiling to yourself.

"Who?" Childe perks up, the word getting his attention.

"A certain blue-haired man from Mondstadt," you respond, smirking slightly.

"Ah," Childe chuckles and nods as the elevator dinged, indicating you had arrived at the 49th floor.

"Nervous?" Childe smirks and chuckles as he sees you fidgeting slightly with your scarf.

"Of course I am," you quietly grumbled as the two of you walked out of the elevator, heading to Pantalone's office.

"I didn't even bother to message him or call him for 3 days to discuss the deal," you add.

"Eh, don't worry, I'm sure he'll understand," Childe unhelpfully adds as he walks with you towards the office.

"Probably," Childe mutters under his breath.

"What do you mean by probably?" You got cut off as the door to the office opened.

You went still as you looked at the same ravenette from three days ago.

"My, my, and you didn't bother to message or call the number I gave you before going here." Pantalone gave you a teasing smirk. As he leaned on the doorway of his office.

"What do you have to say for yourself, Ms. (Name)?" The ravanette smiled as he lifted his eyebrow in amusement.

"Ah, Sir Pantalone, forgive me for not calling about the discussion of the arrangements," you sheepishly say as you bow your head slightly.

"Oh dear, no need to bow your head." You feel his index finger lift your chin, making your gaze drift to his face, which has a small smile gracing his lips.

"Beautiful," Pantalone quietly whispered under his breath.

"Huh?" You look at him as you hear a bit of what he whispered.

"The scarf, the pattern is quite beautiful," Pantalone said to himself as he coughed slightly behind his hand.

Putting his hands in his pockets as he composes his behavior towards you

'Are they seriously?' Childe stares dumbfounded as he witnesses his colleague's behavior towards you.

'Flirting!?! ' Childe held back a laugh.

"The party-" Childe hid a smirk as he coughed behind his hand.

"Ah, right. The party." Pantalone cleared his throat as he took a step back in his office and gestured for you to come in.

"We shall discuss it now as the party is in 4 days." Pantalone's voice turned serious and calm as he walked up behind his desk to sit on his black leather chair.

You nod as he gestures for you to sit on one of the chairs in front of his desk.

You sat down and glanced back at Childe, who waved in a fake, innocent manner.

"I'll pick her up when you're done with the talk." Childe smiled as he spoke to Pantalone. The ginger-haired male smirks as he waves teasingly, walking out of the office and closing the door.

'Childe.' You feel your eyes twitch slightly, annoyed at the ginger-haired male.

Pantalone cleared his throat to get your attention.

"Ms.(Name), as you remember, I stated that I'm hiring you as a baker for the upcoming party. Pantalone started as he looked at you with his usual closed eyes and smile.

"Yes, sir," you respond back as you put your hands on your lap.

"As Tartaglia has informed me, you are a skilled baker yet have decided not to apply for big business, Pantalone states as he raises an eyebrow at you.

'Based on the information, you're a graduate of a great academy for pastry and culinary arts in Fontaine yet decided to settle here and Snezhnaya to start a small business. However, your background is quite unknown. Pantalone thinks to himself as you nod at his previous statement.

"That is right, sir," you respond calmly, but inside you were swearing to yourself that you would throw a damn recipe book at the ginger-haired male.

"Good, now the party would need the following desserts and pastries." Pantalone started to list off all the foods that would have to be made.

Mini fruit tarts

Raspberry tiramisu tarts

Sweet blackberry mousse tarts

Creme brulee

Strawberry mini bundt cakes with white chocolate ganache

Peach, plum, and rose tarts

"Are you up for the task, Ms. (Name)?" Pantalone smirks as he tilts his head to the side.

'Ah, tarts are what I mostly made back at Fontaine.' You smile unconsciously and nod back at him.

"I'm up for the task, sir Pantalone."

"My, my, I already told you, Ms. (Name), just call me Pantalone." The ravenette chuckles slightly as you blush in embarrassment for forgetting his words at your first encounter.

"Ah, right." You nodded once as he grinned at your action.

"I'm glad to be able to work with you this upcoming week, Ms. (Name)." Pantalone stood up as he extended his surprisingly ungloved hand towards you for a handshake.

You stood up with a smile and shook his hand.

Her hand... how soft...

A baker with soft hands? ...

Such a warm sensation...

Wait- what...

You see his eyes open and widen slightly, but he quickly composes himself.

He retracted his hand as he cleared his throat.

"Well, I'll see you next week then. I will have a car pick you up at the café next Tuesday." Pantalone closed his eyes again.

"You may leave now, Ms. (Name)." Pantalone looked out the large window in his office.

"Thank you, Pantalone." You smiled and left his office.

"Warm," you mumbled to yourself as you went to the elevator.

"Wait what?" you paused and shook your head.

"We are against discrimination, yet we criticise those who do not understand our opinions - ostracize them from society. Now tell me are we fighting for peace - to educate people, or fighting with hypocrisy written on our shirts?"

-Pill #1