Who Hurts MeIt was a hot day in Asgard, and I chose to wear the flowing-sleeved dress that Jane had lent me. It was a gorgeous gown – pale blue and tight-fitting, with a leather girdle decorated in elegant Asgardian runes. As I strolled through one of the lush palace gardens, I couldn’t help but smile and spin in tight circles, sending the skirt belling out and swirling around my ankles. For the moment, Thanos was held at bay, Hel was staying quiet, and I could let the weight fall from my shoulders for at least a couple hours.There was a shaded overlook ahead, holding a marble bench and enclosed in thick, rose-like plants that crept up the pillars and hung from the beams, suffusing the air with a fragile fragrance. Seeking a respite from the relentless suns, I ducked into the shade and sat upon the cool bench.I must have dozed off in that comfort, because when a throat was cleared and I opened my eyes, Loki had made himself comfortable on the overlook’s railing across from me.
Day 6 - Clothes Swap ft. Lily and JamesJames was walking through the corridors, completely unaware that he was being stalked like a mouse. The cat was sneaky and quick, and had a mane of fiery hair.She followed her mouse through the castle, past the Great Hall and up the Grand Staircase. Finally, her prey paused outside his little mouse hole.The portrait of the Fat Lady was large enough to hide a short tunnel leading into the Gryffindor common room. James spoke a quick word to the lady, who nodded and let her gilt frame swing open. Before the Fat Lady could close it and cut off the mouse's stalker, the cat darted into the tunnel just behind James.In a matter of seconds, they had entered the common room, a wash of the cool tones of stone and brilliant hues of red and gold. Tapestries lined the walls and plush furniture provided comfort for the thirteen or so students who hung around the room. They were spread out between playing Wizard's Chess at the table by the window and reading on the couches by the blazing fireplace.
Born Forsaken - Chapter 1 - SPOILER WARNING*The horizon was a blaze of fire, glowing brilliantly in the crimson light of the setting sun. It seemed the heavens were ablaze, lit aflame by its own beloved sun.Murtagh smirked joylessly at the pun. He stared at the distance, across the plains that stretched out before him. They seemed as dead as the sky, empty and barren. Only small shrubs dotted the arid land, their leaves dry and brittle, rattling in whatever lazy breeze deigned to grace the stifling plain. Still, in the distance, one could just see the line of brilliant blue that announced the life-giving ocean. Murtagh had been staring at it for an hour or more, suddenly wishing he were standing there, rather than here.Behind him, just beyond the rise he stood on and across the large Jiet river which glowed bloody in the sunset, the scene was far more dour. The plain was just as bare, but small streams of poisonous gas drifted lethargically into the air, which was heavy in itself with dry heat and dust. The ground was cracked,
Loki x SelfHarmed!Reader- I'll Kiss Your Cuts Away~******~"Loki, do I have to go to school?" you complained, this was your senior year, and you wanted to skip it all and be with Loki for the rest of your life."You have to go love." Loki said with a straight face.You groaned as you pulled down the sleeves on your sweater, not wanting him to see, even though he may know already."But Loki!" you threw your arms in the air, your eyebrows knitting together."You must go to school. Or is there an excuse to why you can't go?" Loki's emerald eyes pierced into yours, and you recoiled.Shaking your head, you gave in to go to school, but you were so glad about Loki not knowing about your little self-harming problem.Another day of school added another cut to your arm.Loki never knew though."Goodbye love." Loki's sweet voice sent you off to school, but his voice sent chills up and down your spine.You swallowed back tears, he acted like there was nothing wrong with you, but there was, it was your fault for not telling him.If you did, you th
Thorki?"What is this, (y/n)?" Loki strolled over to you with your phone in his hands, pointing to something on the screen. You were laying down on a couch in the Tower, reading a book. "It's my deviantART account..." You tried to grab your phone when you seen it, but he held it away. Shit.. "I see you enjoy writing?" He sat beside you, scrolling through your gallery. "What is a Loki x Reader?" "Uh.." A deep blush formed on your cheeks. You and Loki were only friends, but you had thought about him in a romantic sense before. These thoughts produced some pretty interesting fanfiction. "It's a story.. where you insert your name in.. to make it feel like you're in a relationship with the person the story is about..""I see.." Loki smirked, opening the story. "It says it has mature content, sexual themes.."A shriek fell from your lips as you reached for the phone, but he teleported to the other side of the room. "Don't read that." You begged. "She moaned as Loki slid his f