Loki x Reader: Bittersweet
Actions. Scrambling, swatting, ripping.
Tears of countless nights staining paled cheeks. They came from eyes that had seen too much and yet so little, and it broke his heart as he raised his hands in surrender.
He wanted nothing more than to hold her close, but that was impossible now. She wasn’t herself, and his words had not reached her. Not yet.
“(F/n), you must calm yourself.” Even to his own ears, the words sounded broken, but he continued anyway. “Dearest, you are not well . . .”
“Look who’s talking, freak,” the woman spat angrily as she backed further into the corner she had claimed. “You’re wearing a friggin green cape in the middle of summer!”
Her eyes were wild as she snarled at the three men who had her trapped. Her gaze shifted almost rabidly between them a