Fallen: A Free Verse PoemFallen: A Free Verse Poem
He falls . . . Oh how he falls through the abyss into a unknown void.
He never hits bottom for he never stops falling.
For how can you stop falling when you've come from the top?
He was Loki the Prince of Asgard, but now he is but a broken shell that is constantly reminded of his failure through others actions against him.
The torture of knowing that you are the thing that you once feared the most, would tear down any man. But this fallen Prince was no mere man. . . No. . .
He was a God.
. . . .
Now Loki watches from the sidelines wishing for death with all his being. Knowing that those he loved most are nothing but a whisper of a dream. He wishes that Thor was his 'real' brother and that his mother and father were the Asgardian Royalty, but he knows that it is a lie.
This Fallen Prince slowly rises from the ashes of his old life and begins again. . . But this time he knows who he is for certai
Descent into the Void: Chapter OneDescent into the Void: Chapter One3 years ago in Drama More Like This
Loki: Descent into the Void
The Winter Solstice had fallen on Asgard, and as such there had been much merriment in the past days. Every night without fail, a banquet would be served in the Great Hall of Valhalla and everyone was welcome, peasants and royalty alike, to come and partake.
It was a joyous time, when stories were told and ale was guzzled to the point of extinction.
The festivities were that of legend. Every man, woman, and child was happy within the warmth of Valhalla, save one.
This particular man walked through the deserted streets of Asgard, with only one thought on his mind. He had to get away. . . He had to leave, for the sake of all those merry-makers, and his sanity.
The man had no idea where he was going, but it didn't matter, as long as he got away from the person that had caused his pain.
Loki stood at the edge of the city of Asgard; his shoulders bared high in the blizzard, despite his low spirits. The sense of betrayal filled him to the brim, making his hands sh
From Hill to Sea: Short StoryFrom Hill to Sea: Short Story3 years ago in Romance More Like This
From Hill to Sea: A Short Story
By: Lyn Tarnisis Harkeran
I sit on my window seat, observing the rolling hills and beautiful dells that I now call my own. It is such a lovely place, my Ireland. So green and lush and so very gentle is this place to my senses; almost as if it was made for me and me alone.
I watch the birds in the brilliant blue sky, fly in their formation and wonder for the millionth time how it would be to fly? Up and away in the air without a care in the world! Soaring so high that the sun touches your very soul, and diving so low that the fish can see your belly as you pull up at the last second. Oh how would it be to fly!
The shores of the nearby sea call to me and I would go, if I could. But I made a promise I must keep. I promised to stay within the house and I will honor my end of the bargain. As I have done since I first made it. Though it is quite boring to stay cooped up in-doors when it is such
Descent into the Void: Chapter ThreeDescent into the Void: Chapter Three3 years ago in Drama More Like This
Loki: Descent into the Void
The small band walked through the palace in silence, an uncomfortable unease filling each of them individually. The only exception to this feeling of turmoil was the prisoner.
Loki walked with his head held high, his eyes locking on and condemning all those he passed.
It seemed that news traveled quickly in Valhalla, for within a handful of minutes, the group was surrounded on either side by curious Asgardians, dying for a peek at the treacherous Son of Odin.
Loki looked ahead, as if no one was there, ignoring the whispers and fearful glances his presences were garnering. The God of Mischief had no time for such small minded beings. He was of royal blood and though his blood father wasn't the most honorable creature, he could be proud of the frost giants' conquests and leadership.
When the crowd grew even larger than before and the way to the Court of the All-Father was successfully blocked, Thor finally lost his temper. The God's happy demeano
Descent into the Void: Chapter TwoDescent into the Void: Chapter Two3 years ago in Drama More Like This
Loki: Descent into the Void
Chapter Two: Changed
Sif waited, as she had done for weeks, waiting intently for the man who stood before her. Every word he spoke to her now-a-days was an anchor to her shattering world.
"What news Heimdall?" She asked anxiously for the third time that afternoon.
Heimdall, Gate Keeper of the Bifrost remained silent for several moments, his strange colored eyes staring off into the distance, seeing the goings on in Midgard with a well-trained mind.
"Heimdall?" She asked once more growing antsier with each passing second that he didn't answer her.
"I must see events before I can recount them, Asgardian." He said calmly, not bothering to look at her. "I will tell you what I see, when I have seen it."
Sif sighed but decided to show the proper respect towards the Gate Keeper. "I cannot stay; I have an audience with the All-Father."
Heimdall nodded, "I know of your inquiry to the Odin, Asgardian."
Sif wanted more than anything to stay, but she didn't want to risk
Descent into the Void: Chapter SixDescent into the Void: Chapter Six3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Loki: Descent into the Void
Chapter Six: I Do Not Love You
Sif had never felt as uncomfortable as she did now, with Loki staring at her with unblinking eyes. At first the woman had tried to look back at him and smile, but his gaze was far too intense for her to hold it for very long. So she had settled for closing her eyes pretending that she was 'resting'.
After they had left the Court room, a guard had escorted them to a small room that was connected to the Royal Chambers, where they were left to wait.
It had been almost an hour since they had been left alone, and had done nothing but stare at the woman who sat in the corner with her head in her hands, eyes closed in a silent prayer of strength.
Even after she had finished her prayers, Sif didn't open her eyes. Sif wasn't sure she could face those penetrating green orbs again so soon. She needed time to think, to regain her composure
Descent into the Void: Chapter FourDescent into the Void: Chapter Four3 years ago in Drama More Like This
Loki: Descent into the Void
The Celestial City of Asgard was as silent as a tomb.
This was odd, for the sun was still high in the summer sky, but the streets were empty of all life and the shops were closed.
If it had been a holiday or one of the Solstices, this would have made sense. But it wasn't a holiday, nor was it a Solstice celebration. It was a regular day to be sure, or at least it should have been.
Frigga ran through the deserted courtyards of Valhalla, her skirts blowing frantically in the midday winds.
The woman could only think of several times in her countless years of living where she had moved so fast.
In her youth, the Queen had been a ferocious warrior and had fought many glorious battles before she had decided to settle down with Odin and her two sons. On the battlefield Frigga had been a cunning, agile fighter, but her past moments of adrenaline were nothing compared to what she felt now.
Loki's life was in the balance. If the young God was found guilty
In Confinement of the Monster, LokiDid you ever hear of the monster Loki?In Confinement of the Monster, Loki3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
A seasoned killer, cruel, unkind,
Death toll high, 'fore he was confined,
Sleep easy child, he shall never walk free...
They put me in a cell.
This is my punishment. The price I must pay.
It is not a special cell. There is nothing out of the ordinary, there is nothing here to hurt me, nor to kill me. Just a cell. It binds my Trofrar, and leaves me powerless, but it will not hurt me.
The cell has no door. No lock, nor key. It is woven by magic, and built for me. Only I can enter this cell. And once I do, I can never leave it. Lifetime solitary confinement.
I'm not sure that they have really thought this through. They are giving me exactly what I want- freedom, in oppression. I will be freed from social conventions and expectations. I will be with only my mi
Ghost of YouDown on my knees for youGhost of You3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Begging please stop
Picking the good out of me
Heaving on the floor
I need you
But you're killing me
I look in the mirror
My reflection beckons back
Who is she?
Someone falling through the cracks,
That you have made in her broken heart
Someone begging on her knees for you to shut up
Just a girl who wants to be beautiful
Just running from the edge
Into this world unknown
Finding nobody, but the ghost of you...
Give Yourself to Him - LokixReader songficYou walk through the abandoned parking lot, checking over your shoulder every few seconds. You didn't like walking alone at night, but you had lost track of time at your Well What was Tony to you? He was too distant to be a friend, but he was too close to be an acquaintance. You sigh. It's too late to be thinking about this right now. Shaking your head, you hurry to the street, hugging yourself, eyes cast down.Give Yourself to Him - LokixReader songfic3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Which way am I supposed to go here? you ask yourself as you reach an intersection. You think you're supposed to turn left, but you never were good with directions. You look to the right, to the left, and to the right again. Then you hear a pebble skittering across the pavement. It sounded close. Almost directly behind you. You tense up and turn slowly. "H-Hello? Is someone there?
The Truth Comes Out LokixReader One-shot Striding down the cold steel hallway with a syringe in hand and a mission in mind, it took everything within you to focus on the task at hand. As your mind was attempting to drown you in a sea of wandering thoughts, you were utilizing all of your training in order to surface on top of it all. Turning a corner, you stood outside of a metal entryway, which only had a small window through which to espy your target. Like an unwavering stone, he remained, seated upon a lightly cushioned contraption that could hardly be called anything close to comfortable. In a pouch on your belt, you placed the needle in its designated spot. Hardening your gaze, straightening your back, and steeling your nerves, you pressed the small button on the panel accompanying the door, allowing you entrance. As the metal hindrance slide aside, you were able to fully gaze upon the task at hand. Confidently, you took a few steps inside the room, examining the glaThe Truth Comes Out LokixReader One-shot1 year ago in Romance More Like This
Ten Things I Love About LokiI love the way Loki speaksTen Things I Love About Loki3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I love the way he slicks his hair
I love the expression in his eyes
I cannot help but stare
I love his sense of style
I love his motivation
I love his badassery
I'd follow him without hesitation
I love his emotional instability
I love how he's so charming
I love his smarts, I love his cunning,
And I'm a proud member of Loki's Army
Notice MeLook up from your desk.Notice Me3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Look up from your book.
Look up from your laptop
or iPod and songs.
Why can't you see me?
Why don't you care?
Why won't you answer my letters?
Do you even know my name?
Do you even recognize my face?
Do you even think of my eyes?
Monster [Loki x reader] (song fic)Monster [Loki x reader] (song fic)1 year ago in Drama More Like This
His little whispers
"Love me, love me
That's all I ask for
Love me, love me."
He battered his tiny fist to feel something
Wondered what it's like to touch and feel something
Loki glared down at the man who claimed to love him, the man who took him in for personal gain. He wondered briefly if Frigga actually loved him or if she merely went along with Odin’s scheme simply because she was his wife. He refused to let any emotion show on his face as he whirled around from Odin and stormed down the hall. He could feel the shattering of his heart and the ice encasing it so that it wouldn’t fall apart in his chest, but still he shoved down his feelings. He figured if they didn’t love him why should he bother to have any affection toward them?
Once he made it to the safe haven of his room he just stood in front of