FingertipsLoki was sitting in his cell moveless, silent. Trying not to think so much, but thinking was the only thing he could do now. His bandaged eyes covered himself in endless darkness.
The god even didn`t know if it was night or day. No light reached his eyes. How long has he already been there? He didn`t know. He lost all his feeling for time. His eyes became useless to him.
His bounded hands even didn`t allow him to raise his arms more than few centimenters and if that wouldn`t be enought, Odin had also bounded his feet to the ground. Forced the god to sit there in an unatural posture. Oh, how much Loki wished just to move his legs in a different position. But it was senseless. His whole body was useless to him now.
He already had tried to rip out the chains from the wall the very first time he was imprisoned. He screamed, yelled all the time. Threats and insulting came out of his mouth followed by beggings for mercy. But after a time he gave up. There seemed to be no one who was there to
The Half-dead"How could this happen?" Thor's hands were clenched into fists. He wanted to destroy the magnificent table in front of him with one bat. "How could anyone dare to act against your judgment, All-Father!"The Half-dead1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Calm down!" Said Odin. His voice filled the room. "Almost everyone here in Asgard harbored a grudge against Loki."
"This is not an excuse," cried Thor. His body trembled with rage. Odin's word was law. No one was allowed to act against it.
"But above all it was an act of cowardice." Thor bowed his head. The last one he spoke in a whisper, almost not hearable, but Odin knew and nodded approvingly.
"How is Sigyn?," asked the young god, after he had calmed down a bit.
"Bad", the All-father said. "The poor thing is still completely distraught. I just hope she does not think she is guilty. "
"How could she? She only did what was told her. She could not know that the meal was poisoned and she will hardly be in a position to carry out such an act. "
"Certainly not," sighed Odin. "But I do not
DevilishLoki was cooking the fish, when Sigyn awoke from their sleep. It was already daylight and God looked to her. She sat up in bed apathetic and motionless. Loki took the pan and put it on the table, in the middle of the room. The cabin was warm and a fire was crackling in the fireplace.Devilish1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Loki walked to the bed and nudged the young woman gently against her arm. Her shoulders shuddered and her head persisted in a slanting position. The god took her hands and pulled her into the air as a request that she should follow him. First Sigyn refused, but the smell of freshly cooked food made her to move finally. She had to admit that she was indeed suffering from hunger. Waverers step she let him lead her to the table, but when Loki wanted to feed her, she whipped the fork out of his hand. Suddenly she gave him a deprecating stare. She didn`t need someone to feed her. Afterall she was not in chains. Loki sighed. He gave her the fork and just watched her eating without touching his own meal. The god
RefugeSigyn did not know where she was. Fear controlled her body and countless tears ran down her cheeks. It was cold, ruthless cold. She sobbed, froze and panic filled her body. Wherever she was, she was far, far away from everything she knows, far away from Asgard. Cold wind ruffled through her hair and made her shudder. What had happened? Was she punished? Sigyn remembered how Odin's guards have come into her room and made her following them. She remembered the stranger who has surrounded her suddenly, this strange woman who brought her into a room where she has persevered and suddenly, quite suddenly, from one moment to the next she was located here. Outdoors in an unfamiliar environment. She felt her legs sank up to her knees in the snow.Refuge1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Had Odin punished her for the death of the prisoner? She did not do that! No, she did not! She had taken care of him. She had done everything to ensure he stayed alive. For weeks she had taken care of the man why should she had done something to him th
GuiltLoki was shocked when he saw icy clouds in front of his mouth. He felt an icy, well known shiver ran down his spine.Guilt1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
"It has been a while," he heard a voice behind him. He hardly dared to turn to her.
"Angrboda" gasped the God. "How unexpectedly to meet you here on Midgard."
The giant grinned. Her big red eyes fxed him and her long black hair blowed in the wind while she slowly went to Loki. Her skin was pale, so pale that you could see her veins through it, which gave her body a bluish sheen. Coldness enveloped her.
"Did you really think, I wouldn`t be able to find you, Loki," she said with a smile on her blood-red lips. "I told you that I will always find you. That you can`t escape or hide you.”
Loki tried to utter a cramped smile. "I must admit, I did not expect you here. I'm a little surprised. "
"So?" They stood in front of him and her cold hand stroked the God`s cheek. The giantess was a head taller than Loki and her fingers adorned long, sharp nails. All in all, she was a
Back in Asgard"How is she?" Thor wanted to know when he saw Frigga coming out of the chamber. She had a warm smile on her lips. Thor sighed relief. "So she's fine, right?"Back in Asgard1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Yes, of course she is still weak and tired, but otherwise she lacks nothing."
Frigga laid her hand on Thor's shoulder. "We all knew you would make it to bring her back."
Thor nods. "But I never have thought it would be so easy."
"Indeed," Frigga smiled and turned toward the huge terrace. Her footsteps echoed in the high corridors. Thor followed her. "Well," he began. "It seemed as if something led me directly to her. I know it sounds strange, but I had no choice but to get to her. "
Frigga looked questioningly to the thunder god. Wanting him to speak further. "When I arrived in Jotunheim, the wind whipped me. It was impossible for me to go in a different direction, "continued Thor. "But as I have seen these rocks in front of me, I just knew that I needed to get there. I can not even explain what led me. Maybe it was just the hope
Loki`s shadowThor didn`t sleep well that night. Wild dreams plagued him. He dreamed of a deadly fire that burned through the golden walls of Asgard. He saw men and women carbonized in the flames. He heard mothers screaming for their children, all their laments. There were so many charred bodies, burnt walls. He saw death everywhere, all this destruction by the voracious flames. Relentless, unstoppable, arbitrary flames.Loki`s shadow1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Writhing and sweating the god lay in his bed. But yet at the same moment in his dreams Thor saw a group of strong men warming themselves by a campfire and how these small flames secured their miserable lives from a merciless cold around them. He saw a woman who cooked the meal over a fire for her six hungry children. Many little offshoots sprang again from the charred earth. Thor could watch how burnt cities were rebuilt. Much Bigger, more impressive. From several chimneys smoke was belched into the air and there was Sigyn in all those pictures of Thor`s dream. She danced in all tho
ReluctanceSigyn felt a cold breeze on her face. Her fingers touched the beet sheet on which she sat. It was cold. No one had been slept there in the last hours. Sigyn knew that she was no longer in the hut. She felt that the world around her was a different one and that it was not a good one. The young woman stood up, with tottering steps, she explored her new surroundings. The walls were made of bare stone, wet and humid. The room was not large, and it seemed to contain no furniture, except the little bed she had been sitting on it. On one side of the wall she sensed a small window. Cold wind blew in her face. Sigyn's hands were resting on the window sill and she felt little snowflakes which melted on her the back on her hand into tiny drops of water.Reluctance1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
How did she come here?
With a wailing cry Sigyn pulled her hands firmly on her body and staggered back to the bed. What had happened? Where was she and where was he? Why had he left her or was it himself who had brought her here?
Suddenly Sigyn se
DelusionThe attendants were running into the large hallway terrified. They were trying to protect their faces with their arms from flying objects Loki angrily threw at them to dispose of their presence.Delusion1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Go away”, the god shouted. "Leave me alone!"
Angrbodas servants hurried away. Actually, they had only wanted give him new clothes and fresh laundry. Of course they were also curious. They already had heard much about the former husband Angrbodas, who once also lived here before their time. He was known as good looking, but also as fiery and impetuous from the mind. Now they knew that both were true. When they had entered his room he was sitting at the window, looking into the distance of Jotunheim. They had been polite and had told him that they brought him new clothes and linen for the bed. Embarrassed, they had asked him to get rid of his outer garments, so that they could wash them. Loki had been staring silently.
They also announced to him that Angrboda would take care of his under g
Sigyn`s dealStaggering Sigyn ran through the wide corridors. "Frigga," she gasped. Her throat hurt while speaking. Her footsteps echoed in her ears. "Frigga", it escaped her lips again. At the end of the hall, she could see a shadow. Slowly it became clearer. Sigyn's eyes had not be completely accustomed to the light yet.Sigyn`s deal1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Thor saw Sigyn running towards him. Confused, he stood frozen, when he saw the young woman with an outstretched arm to run on him calling for help.
Just before him, the young woman stumbled, but before she fell to the ground Thor had been caught her and held her in his arms.
"Sigyn! What happened? "
Sigyn's eyes were red from crying, her lips quivered. Thor looked at her anxiously; he had grabbed her shoulders with both hands and helped her back to her feet.
"Sigyn", he repeated. "How is that possible?"
The young woman suddenly began to weep bitterly. Thor sighed and took the visibly confused Sigyn firmly in his arms. With quiet words he spoke to her. All his questions h
Loptr englSleepy Loki blinked around the room. His mouth was terribly dry and his legs still felt numb. Still he enjoyed the warmth of the pillow and sheets around him, so he would have preferred to re-crawl deep into it and continued sleeping.Loptr engl1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
But suddenly he was complete awake. His hackles rose. Did he really fall asleep in Angrboda`s arms? Did he really become so weak to allow this? Loki gritted his teeth. He could imagine how much she had enjoyed it seeing him that helpless. Why had he just admitted it, why didn`t he stayed awake. Loki struggled himself free of the sheets, he had wrapped tight around his body while sleeping. To his horror, he noticed he was undressed. Loki's anger was growing even further. How could she dare to humiliate him, to treat him so condescending? The god tried to calm down, but it was just not possible at this moment. Just the thought of Angrbodas grinning face made him mad with anger. How had he permitted that? Why had he been so weak? The anger towards the giante
Sick Fires. The sun was particularly hot today, it bit at your skin viciously. If you were any normal easily sun burnt kid you would want to cry right about now, but your no sissy kid; You're a Strider, and Striders had to walk as big as they talked. You've been training like this on the hot tar roof with your brother longer than your memory could provide you. The blade came swinging as close to your face as it could come without actually cutting you. You should really remember to stop being so forgetful, zoning out is a bad idea when your that close to the edge of a 20 story building.Sick Fires.2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Bro.." You spoke deliriously. Somehow talking really seemed to aggravate your already upset stomach. The image of your brother seemed off, obviously your eyes were acting up, as they do from time to time. The world seemed to tilt back and forth, when you realized you were actually moving in this motion. You drop to your knees, feeling as though you were about to lose the bit of
AftermathNearly three long days had passed on without any such news of Altair's awakening and Malik was growing all the more wary. The rafik had sifted through documents and various letters that Altair had collected from targets and still these truths brought him no confidence. Not a trace of possible sabotage against the Brotherhood was ever unraveled, however, Malik still had a deep pit in his stomach. What was the Templar leader planning? What had Altair truly uncovered? Diverse affairs surfaced and dissolved in a matter of days.Aftermath3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
The bleakness of the unpredictable skies above Masyaf were never so grey. Fariha inattentively closed the set of glass shutters within Altair's chambers as the shouts and ringing metal from the training arena below brought forth every trace of impeding war. She quickly shot a glance to the warrior whom still remained comatose then decided to take her leave after tending to him. She halted in her strides momentarily as her green eyes fell upon the many pape
Unfinished storiesSwedenxReaderxFinlandUnfinished stories1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
You winced as the bone needle slipped, pricking your finger. It was the third time in less then five minutes. No surprise really, you resented your task. And what a task, a horrid and loathsome task.
You weren't sewing a wound, nor putting together a death shroud. No, you were stitching a wedding gown. Your wedding gown.
Your father was a rather pushy man, He had been the one to decide that it was high time you were married off. Although your mother was against it at first, he had managed to convince her that it was for the best. After that, it was only a matter of picking the particular man.
The blacksmith Beilshmidt? Even though he was strict and some what intimidating, he had a kind side, helping those in need. But did your father pick him? No, of course not, he was a foreigner, therefore unfit for the job.
Tino the sheep herder? The only man in the village who would go berry picking with the women and w
Conversation"I am driving in a Hummer. I am on a two lane highway. I was listening to Counting Crows before panic threatened to cut off my air supply. Air supply is a band. I have no idea what they sing. I'm pretty sure they were a clue on Jeopardy once. I…I…have to pull over so I can breathe."Conversation2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Omar put on his blinker and steered the over-compensation-mobile to the shoulder of the road. He fumbled with the lock on the door and his heart felt like it was going to burst through his chest when he tried to get out of the car and couldn't. Seatbelt. It was just the seatbelt. His hands were slick with cold sweat by the time the belt whizzed cheerfully back into its place and he managed to slide out onto the shoulder of the road.
He was glad it was so late and glad that the highway was so deserted. He was trembling so hard that the change in his pockets rattled and he never would have been able to speak if someone had pulled up and offered to help. He hated for people to witness his panic.
CanadaxReaderFast forward: Part oneCanadaxReaderCanadaxReaderFast forward: Part one1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
Fast forward: Part one
You glared at the text book in front of you, rubbing your tired eyes. Why was learning history so hard sometimes? It was like the authors wanted you to die of boredom before you got past the first chapter. And of course, the subject you had picked was the worst of any type of history.
Revolutions. Sure they were necessary in some ways, but seriously, there was only so much one person could read before they found themselves drooling on the book, fast asleep.
You rubbed your eyes again as the words blurred on the page. Glancing at your watch you cursed. Five minutes until the public library closed. Getting up, you stretched and sighed. Putting the books back, you walked past the head librarian and outside.
A cold wind whipped through the air, messing your hair and making your shiver. Why was is so windy on a spring day? You blinked and stopped in your tracks, turning in a slow circle.
There was no one on the stre
MonotoneThey made pride illegal.Monotone2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
We laughed, at first. Of course there was the initial panic, as there is about anything being made illegal. How can you make something so natural to humanity illegal? It seemed ludicrous. But the new government flexed its muscles and threw a few people into the camps-- good people, people who stood up for the rights of others. We never saw them again. The movements went underground.
It was an attempt to turn us into grey people, the new revolutionists whispered. Take away the things that make us distinct, and you take away who we are. And it worked, this attempt. The unimportant people stopped wearing symbols of things they loved. Orientation, race, religion. A bit of color seeped from the streets and shops. The people were frightened, and most simply wanted to be allowed to live and see those they loved every day.
But there was another, more insidious reason, the revolutionists said. Such a vague edict gave the law too much wiggle room. And they were right the
A Mother's Love [Loki One Shot]A Mother's Love [Loki One Shot]8 months ago in Drama More Like This
WARNING - This story contains spoilers from Thor: The Dark World.
Loki sat in his cell in the dungeons, reclining in the chair as he slowly turned a page in the book he was reading. It was a book he had read many times over, but there weren’t exactly many other things for him to do. It had been a full day since the attack, and though it was still a topic of interest to Loki, he had tuned it out of his thoughts for the time being. He was not free and he was not dead. Why should anything that happened concern him? Let Odin and Thor handle their kingdom. What was Loki but another prisoner?
The guards had long since come to collect the dead – prisoners and soldiers alike. There had been no reluctance dealing the death that had come to the realm. So many lives had been lost…good lives that had served in the defense of their realm to their last breaths. Such dedication…even Loki would be a fool not to admire it.
CanadaxGiant!ReaderCanadaxGiant!ReaderCanadaxGiant!Reader1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
It was Matthew's duty to watch the plains. It was his job to sit for hours on end and stare, alerting those patrolling the tall wall below him when he spotted something. He had been given the job three years ago, for three years he had watched an empty plain. For three years he had been taunted for being practically useless and for three years he slunk around, trying his best to be ignored.
The only part of Matthew that was considered useful was his amazing eyesight.
Unlike his brother Alfred.
Alfred was amazing, he was strong, smart, kind and handsome. The picture of a perfect soldier. Even if his eyesight was rather horrible, forcing him to wear glasses. Girls lusted after his brother while boys admired him, each wanting to become as acknowledged as the man.
A small sound caught Matthew's attention. Looking up he blinked sleepily, rubbing his eyes. Alfred had crawled into the top room, grinning and holding out a wr
The HallwayI'd love to say that I agreed to it because it was what my other half, Paul, wanted; but that isn't really the truth. In actuality, I did it for a hallway.The Hallway1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
He had told me he wanted to get married in the church where his parents got married thirty six years previously and whilst I liked the sentiment I was unsure about the religious side of the ceremony. That and I'd never been to the church and wasn't sure I would like it. I needn't have worried. St. Matthias' main room was an inner room so the stained glass windows were lit from behind by huge pillar candles. Inside they had hanging lanterns full of more candles and it gave the stone room a golden glow.
In my mind I wavered. I had wanted my wedding colour to be Tiffany blue, but the golden glow of this room was so romantic, so heavenly. I could see hurricane jars on either side of the aisle with floating candles and pink petals, streams of light white chiffon gently waving down the walls, balls of white and pink peonies hanging from t
Solace - Loki x SigynSolaceSolace - Loki x Sigyn3 years ago in Romance More Like This
A crystal chandelier illuminated the chamber, a tone tinged with orange, like a sunset, which paired with the sadness of the poor young man who was hiding there like a beggar seeking refuge from the cruel coldness.
Loki lay stretched on his bed. White sheets were flooded with the tears that sprang from his eyes.
That confession that his... "father" had told him had hurt him more than any other blow or thrust caused into a battle. This had to be a nightmare, a bad dream! His blood was not like his brother's, like his parents. Their blood was healthy, clean and especially pure. His, instead, was contaminated, it was from a cold, heartless enemy. An abomination. He was just a lost cad. That explained the favor Odin gave to his brother!
- Damn it! - he screamed through clenching his teeth, looking at the balcony of the palace of Asgard.
He opened the door and walked with grace and precision of a god, his dark hair brushed gently, emeralds in his eyes and serious look on his face gle
SwedenxSpirit!ReaderxFinland SwedenxSpirit!ReaderxFinlandSwedenxSpirit!ReaderxFinland 1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
Everything humans do leave a trace. Each action leaves a mark on the person. Each mark is invisible to those who collect them unknowingly. Different shapes and colors for different decisions and actions.
Violent people are usually colored crimson and rusty brown. The color of the blood that often stained their hands.
People who inflicted harm upon them selves were various shades of icy blue and white. The colors collecting around those wounds like swarms of flies.
Uncertain beings were a swarm of several colors. Each color melting together, then drawing away only to melt back again.
You could see these colors. Not because you had a special ability, but because you also couldn't be seen. You weren't dead, mainly because you had never been living in the first place. You just were. A drifting soul who had never been given the chance to know what it was like to have a living body.
There was only one type of color you tr
RQ: CanadaxReader Fear of the doctorCanadaxReaderRQ: CanadaxReader Fear of the doctor1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
Fear of the doctor.
"Come on Mattie, you have to get that bite taken care of."
You leaned against your friends door and sighed. He still wasn't coming out.
Earlier while playing with Kumajirou, the bear had suddenly bitten Matthew rather violently. The Canadian had freaked out and called you. When you had arrived and told him that you couldn't do anything and that he would have to go to the doctor, Matthew had hidden in his room.
"If you don't get a shot, then they have to kill Kuma to test for rabies." You reminded him.
It was kinda sad that to test for rabies the in question animal had to be killed.
You heard a shaky breath come from the other side of the door. A shuffling sound and then the door was open and you fell backwards.
Matthew caught you before you hit the floor. Wincing as his injured arm was jolted.
" It's alright." He whispered, clutching his clumsily bandaged right arm to his chest. You sighed
Loki and Sigyn [part 2]Loki and Sigyn [part 2]8 months ago in Romance More Like This
WARNING - This story mentions spoilers from Thor: The Dark World.
It had hardly taken Loki any time at all to become used to his role as king under the guise of “Odin.” His impersonation of the former monarch was near perfect, and never was there a sideways glance or was a question raised against the king. Not even Thor suspected a thing, though he was too preoccupied to really notice. Had Loki not given his brother what he wanted? Thor doubted he was truly ready for the throne, claiming he would never be ready. He wanted to protect the Nine Realms as a soldier, and he wanted to be with Jane. All Loki had done was give his consent – or rather, give Odin’s consent.
Loki hardly denied how lucky he had been that Thor had turned down the throne when “Odin” had offered it. For all he knew of his brother and his actions, not even he would have guessed that Thor would not that the throne at such a time. Loki would hardly m