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.
Cloud NineWaking up is the hardest thing to doBeing pulled from the safety of your dreamsReturned to hard walking where once you flewReality weighs too much, splitting seamsThere is too much to do to pause and liveDragged into the tide of societyYou must be productive not creativeThey put a limit on varietyThey won’t understand what I am sick ofWhy won’t they stop and look at what they’ve made?Even efficient machines cannot loveAnd make the dreamer’s dreams begin to fadeOur world has pulled us down from our Cloud NineAnd forced us to pretend that we are fine.
She is in the Choice She MadeOf course you are your father's son,the stag that stole the doe away,so she is there when all is done.You flaunt the victory he won,arrogant as the dawning day.Of course you are your father's son.Your bravery won't let you run.You'll never leave your friends at bay,so she is there when all is done.My life is old, yours just begun.Where I once ran you joined the fray.Of course you are your father's son.You are my charge, the only one.The duty fends off this dismay,so she is there when all is done.The choice she made won't be undone.You'll be her memory always.Of course you are your father's sonso she is there when all is done.
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