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Between Fire And Ice - ThorxReaderxLoki -Chapter 1Between Fire And Ice - ThorxReaderxLoki -Chapter 1 by DarkCherry91
Honestly, I shouldn't have been drinking that much. The good music continued and lured me into dancing even more passionately. With every beat I could feel my body heat up further and couldn't resist to increase the range of my motion. And then it happened. As I shook my hip to the left it slightly bumped into Theodor's upper thigh – only inches away from his manhood. I quickly looked up and met his brilliant blue eyes for just a second before lowering my gaze again, cheeks blushing. Nevertheless, the alcohol in my veins made me daring and, still dancing, I turned to face Luke – a smirk spread widely across my face. Taking a step forward I stared into those emerald eyes filled with shock and pure excitement. As if my behavior wouldn't have been provocative enough, I spun around and slowly brushed my behind against Luke's pelvis.
Luke's and Theodor's POV:
They both stood there frozen and watched the girl's every move – like predators who didn't want
FateLonely heartsFate by AnikaFrostkiss
Met one fatal day
Rocking the universe
Time is deteriorating
Fading into emptiness
The nightingale sings her lullaby
Mending the wandering soul
Healing his wounds of the past
In the safety of her wings
Phoenix cries aloud for her beloved
Spirit of the wolf
Ready to fight against the darkness
Longs to gather him to her breast again
The lost prince and the man who runs
Finds what they have been yearning for
Until eternity calls
Loki LaufeysonLoki Laufeyson by ThorkiAuthor
Born in a world so cold,
Warmth so hard to hold.
A king spotted him with one eye;
This story is no lie.
He took the child to his home,
Safe as a bee in a cone.
No one told him all of this,
And when he found out, he began to growl and hiss.
Who is this child?
Loki Laufeyson is his name.
He never takes any blame.
He regrets nothing at all,
Even though (for a Frost Giant) he is quite small.
Do you dare reach out?
If he were to hurt you, would you pout?
Go ahead, I dare you.
You may end up dead, too.
One way to reach him is to kneel,
Another is to understand and feel.
Remember his past.
Befriend him so he may feel understood at long last.
Who is this?
Loki Laufeyson is his name.
He regrets nothing at all.
Gift for a friendThe cold crisp air was everlasting,Gift for a friend by Taiyo-DeFurei
As would be their love,
I would not lie to say their love was pure as the winter snow,
But it was definitely a love that compared to others would be outlasting.
Though their actions may be frowned upon,
Though some of those things would warrant punishment,
Though there may be disapproval from others,
They stood by their choices despite the judgement.
Their hearts were one,
They would have it no other way,
At times their bodies were too,
That way forever it would stay.
When they travelled they were always hand in hand,
And often warm as they were cold,
Theirs was an affection that held no shame,
Though further details would not be told.
There may come a time when they will have to face what they had done,
When consequence would rear its ugly head,
But for them this would not be of much concern,
They would stick together and take it in their stead.
Not a single being could take them from each other,
No one would ever change their mind,
For they knew th
Be My Frost QueenBe My Frost Queen by AthenaArtist13
The soft lash of winter winds,
Exploring the air around you and whipping through,
Caressing every inch of exposed flesh,
The cold holding itself softly to you.
Your feet stop as if frozen,
Closing your eyes in the embrace,
Letting the aura of cold pass up and down your body,
You feel it getting closer to your face.
You try and fight back your smile,
But the more you feel you cannot hide,
The soothing presence of frozen snow,
Exciting as a late night sleigh ride.
Warm breath blends with cold by your ear,
Sending shivers down your spine,
Feeling the arms reach around your waist from behind,
By your stomach you watch the long slender fingers intertwine.
You dare not ruin the moment,
Sweet fuzzy feelings fill from head to toe,
His chin rests upon your shoulder,
And softly in your ear he does blow.
“Such a cold winters night,”
He said, snuggling lightly into your back,
“And you all alone in our special place,”
The light kiss to your ear; a most pleasant attack.
Marvel: The road from asgard 4Not wanting to let anybody down, jointly she had a reputation to hold up, Karian Motter, spent the next few minutes in a flailing tangle whilst two guards held her a foot above ground by her armpits. Kicking the armoured men did little to affect any change but at least it was making her feel better, as she repeatedly called them names ranging in severity, whilst nobody paid her any mind. Well, nobody but her grandfather as he followed behind the procession of kings men hooding his eyes with one hand and hugging his torso with the other thoroughly embarrassed by the unladylike nature of his daughter's offspring.Marvel: The road from asgard 4 by Ioik
As they continued into the dinning hall, a great cheer rang out among the many guests and staff at the arrival of the bride at long last; not that they had not been enjoying themselves all immensely on the three day old wedding food and alcohol on offer. It was then that music started playing and, an intensely pissed off mess of a woman, was dropped back to ground level by her u
Artistic Doorways. Ch12: Such Delicate CreaturesArtistic Doorways. Ch12: Such Delicate Creatures by palefire73
A strange smell was the first thing that I noticed – carbolic acid! Then, as I started to awaken properly, the colours that greeted my sleep-laden eyes were different to those I had expected. I blinked several times to allow the room to come into focus and looked around at my surroundings. I was in a room decorated in pale green; there was my bed, a sink, a few chairs and not much else. A breeze came in through the open window and I could hear voices outside the door. I struggled up into a sitting position against my pillows, finding myself in nightclothes that were not my own. Where was I?
As I was contemplating getting out of bed and finding out where I was, a nurse came bustling into the room. She was dressed in sharply pressed linen with a starched white apron and was carrying a tray with a jug and a glass on it. She looked over and when she saw I was up and awake, she smiled.
“Ah! You’re finally with us.” She said. “I’ll fetch the
[Loki x Reader] Once - Chapter 4 ''Falling''Third - Falling[Loki x Reader] Once - Chapter 4 ''Falling'' by mondillusion
You wake up early the next morning. Surprisingly you are perfectly awake right away. After three seconds staring at the ceiling you remember that dream from this night. You can't help but let out a laughter of relief. It's not usual for you anymore, to have such comfortable dreams … Still a little smiling you turn around and take a look at your mobile to check the time. It's pretty early: half an hour before you normally need to get up. As mentioned though, you are perfectly awake by now, so you decide to just get up immediately, so you can have a relaxed start into the day.
After you shuffle out of the bathroom your way leads you into the kitchen of your apartment. As soon as you enter it though you pause short. Sceptical you approach the table and read the note placed there with a frozen face. The handwriting is elegantly neat and narrow.
“Good morning sweet Lady [f/n],
Apologies for my behaviour the previous night but
Chapter 4: Helmet Ceremony Pt. 1Chapter 4: Helmet Ceremony Pt. 1 by ArtsyFartsyGirl2936
Loki had awoken on his birthday upon an unearthly hour, he lay in his bed unmoving his muscles sore from his tantrum the night before as his eyes filled with the tinges of the rising sun over the gleaming city of Asgard. He still didn't move but shifted slightly at the sound of his favorite hand maid Gerta enter the room. In her soft voice she called, "My lord are you ready to dress for the ceremony?" Loki glanced her way, he was known to be quite cruel to the servants of the palace since he was a child playing tricks and treating them as though they were dirt beneath his boots.
But Gerta was different when Frigga was not available she had become like a grandmother or aunt of sorts playing with him as a child helping him with his daily morning and evening routines. He groaned, "Gerta I do not wish to stand nor even look upon that armor...I fear father only wishes to bequeath my helmet to me because mother wishes it." Gerta huffed, "Hush my lord, you're more than deserving of that helme
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