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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.
AdmittanceAdmittance by AthenaArtist13
“You think you can defy me...”
He turned his head sharply to look her dead in the eyes.
“But I came to you with a purpose,
A purpose that must be fulfilled,
With or without you.”
These words still haunted her mind,
The image of the emotion in his eyes,
She hoped that this purpose would not cause him harm,
Yet she knew as with any tide that in time it would rise.
Her hands started to tangle with strands of her hair,
As she wrung it all in worry,
She had yet to admit it to his face,
But she worried to the extent that her eyesight went blurry.
She released her hair,
Then wiped her face dry,
She would not show such weakness,
He'd never see her cry.
This was why she had yet to tell him,
But she did not want him to think her weak,
Though she'd seen in his eyes that he shared her feelings,
But it was his admittance that she did seek.
If she spoke first she was just a typical female,
She did not want to be thought of in this way,
So she'd wait for the proof that he too
Valentine Poetry: GiftThose cold emerald eyes,Valentine Poetry: Gift by AthenaArtist13
A piercing yet intriguing stare,
Knowing even that they hold lies,
You can feel a warmth there.
That slight warm smirk,
The movement of those fingers; long and slender,
Every little quirk,
You know there is something tender.
He takes your hand
Turns you around
Leads you to this places
Secluded, quiet, beautiful.
You gaze again into the emerald paradise,
Watch the smile dance upon those lips,
Even though the touch is cold as ice,
You smile as he takes you by the hips.
You try and hide such affection,
Knowing what power the knowledge can hold,
It is but for your own protection,
Yet you can't help but be so bold.
He takes both hands now
Pulls you close
Your hands part from his to rest upon his shoulders
He takes your waist again.
In a moment that lasted only seconds,
Felt like the most pleasant eternity,
A glance, a smile, that beckons,
A kiss will last forever...
Comfort for a God (300th Deviation Special)Comfort for a God (300th Deviation Special) by kassey2000
Summary: Loki has another nightmare and he goes to the person he trusts the most for comfort. Hints of FrostIron if you Squint.
Loki was surrounded by darkness. He was panicking as the familiar voice he had thought he would never hear echoed on his ears.
'If you fail, if the Tesseract is kept from us, there will be no realm, no barren moon, no crevasse where I can't find you. You think you know pain? He will make you long for that so sweet as pain.' A laugh accompanied the familiar speech.
The laugh made Loki's stomach churn and blood curdle and the next thing he knew, the Other was standing before him. His leering face grinning like a madman as he reached out to grab the god
A scream ripped itself from Loki's throat as his eyes snapped open and he shot up into a sitting position, nearly falling off the bed in the process. His pale skin had a layer of sweat, his cheeks were stained with tears and his hair was plastered to his scal
Dream Catcher (Loki X Reader) OneshotHow long had you been looking? how long had you turned that same corner, finding the same things over and over again. With no luck of finding a new path or a lead. There was no choice but to go on. But again – you were going in circles. Soon the sun was setting behind the land and the moon was rising. You'd been searching all day and night. Or it seemed that way. But you'd been looking for minutes, right?Dream Catcher (Loki X Reader) Oneshot by LittleMissSunshine94
You hadn't called out for help, because you thought you could do it on your own, looking for him. Look for him and get out of there. But now was the time for help. You needed to know if anyone had spotted him. So you went to the nearest person and called out for help. But as they looked at you.... They had no face.
Nothing but a blank canvas where their faces should be. You screamed, falling backwards. Looking around. All the people had no faces. But they stopped their daily activity to stare at you. Looking at you even as they were. Even with no eyes. It felt like
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