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Forgotten ~ Chapter 1 [LokixReader]
                                                                      ~THE MEETING~
    You woke up slowly, your head pounding as you gasped for breath. There was a ringing sensation in your ears, and as you slowly lifted your head, it only got worse. Your chest ached from having apparently landed flat on your stomach, and you could feel as you slowly moved that your arms and legs were sore and no doubt had a variety of bruises and scrapes. As you managed to sit upright, you realized that you had been lying on the cold, wet ground, as evidenced by your damp clothes. Great.
    You drew your legs closer to your body, and you tried to recall what had happened to bring you here. All that came to mind was a blur of flashing lights and high pitched sounds that you could not describe. It was a
Silence - A Child's Cry Part 1
    It had been a bloody battle, to say the least. Countless soldiers from each side had been killed all over the palace. The chance of finding survivors among the carnage was unlikely at this point, but soldiers were still sent out to search. The people still wanted the hope that all had not been lost.
    Hope. It was such a weak sentiment. What good was hope in a time like this? Hope would not get them anywhere with retaliation. Revenge, anger, that was all one needed. But Thor is ever hopeful…and pathetic.
    Loki strolled down what was once a grand hall in the palace, taking little notice of the desolation around him. He had wanted, no needed, to get away from the screaming and crying of those who had survived. Their screams were aggravating to him. It probably would not have bothered him so much if he had caused their screams…
    In the silence he looked around, trying to remember how the palace looked before the attack. Even he had trouble remembering what it onc

Play With Fire
    If ever there was a person who could be compared to that of a flame, it would have to be Loki. He burned bright, and was as dangerous as he could be helpful. There were times that he was a devastating being, and there were times that he gave aid to those that needed, just like fire. Loki had always been cunning and mischievous, but his more recent actions made everyone believe that he was too dangerous to be trusted. Aside from Thor, it seemed that there was none in Asgard who believed that there was any good in Loki anymore. Well, everyone except me.
    Though I had been one of many not close to him in his time of transformation to what he now is, I saw more than most. Aside from Loki himself, I might be the only one to have witnessed most of what he did…I might be the only one to have seen what he was like in all the times he was alone. My perception of him, therefore, is not entirely the same as the rest.
    How is it possible for me to know
One Step Behind Chapter 1-1 [MagnusxReader]
    “Good morning, __________,” you heard as you worked at your desk. You looked up quickly and pulled out your earbuds to see Kalle Svedberg walking by your desk and sitting across at his. He was a middle aged man with light brown hair, pale blue eyes and an ever present semi nervous look on his face.
    “Morning,” You replied as you slowly leaned back and paused the running playlist on your ipod, being careful not to let Kalle see it. Though you were both detectives, he was technically above you in rank and he had occasionally come down on you for things like having your ipod or phone out when you should have been working. It really didn’t matter that you could be working and listening to music at the same time. It was too unprofessional for his liking, and you tried to respect it, but sometimes you just had to have music going.
    “How was your holiday?” you inquired quickly, hop

A Mother's Love [Loki One Shot]
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.
    No wo
We All Get Tired [AdamxReader]
    Walking down yet another seemingly abandoned street, you surrendered to your momentary boredom and pulled your ipod from your pocket, carefully untangling the mess of wires that was, on occasion, a pair of barely working, green and black earbuds. You had to be careful as you pulled the wires through their entangled loops, because one forceful tug too many and they would be broken for good. It really didn’t matter how expensive a pair you could buy, you were cursed with earbuds that didn’t work proper. Maybe you just got stuck with all the defective ones, or maybe you were actually rather brutal to the poor things and you just didn’t realize it. Either way, broken earphones were all you ever seemed to have.
    But enough about that…you had successfully untangled your earbuds and were happy to find that they still worked. You had to turn the volume on your ipod up roughly 75% of the way to hear at a comfortable level, but hey, it worked!

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Why Don't I Understand?

Journal Entry: Sat Jul 26, 2014, 12:26 AM
My mom likes to tell people about how I write. I write incessantly, as many of you well know. I write about all sorts of own's just what I do. Sometimes, it's all I can do. I love it, and I'm proud that I know what my talent is, and while I still don't understand why God has given me the ability, I don't intend to waste it. 

There are occasional times, be it at church or some other sort of thing, that my mom and I will be together and someone asks me some sort of question (what sort of things do I do, what's new in my life...ect), to which my answer will be that I write. And whether I expound to say what sorts of things I write (I have learned how to unofficially say I write fan fiction), my mom will often chime in and adamantly speak about how much I write. Even tonight, she did that, and went on for a few minutes to a lady about how I write so much and I just come up with all these ideas and everything...and it almost sounded like she said it with some pride for me. 

I'd like to think my mom is proud of me for what I can do, but I don't exactly see myself as anything worth being proud of. I know that I am loved, though I often forget it because so much of the time I can't seem to love myself. And so little of the time do I feel any pride in my work, so I can't understand why anyone would take pride in being associated with me and what I do. I honestly don't know how much of my stories my mom has ever read. I let her read "A Child's Cry" at some point a while back, but aside from that I haven't let her read anything that I've done. Not that I keep it a secret, as my gallery here on dA can attest to. And even for what I don't have on dA, my mom knows about it all, so it's not like I'm trying to hide anything from her. I just...she's so busy a lot of the time, and I don't want to seem like a bratty child wanting attention by asking her to read something. I know she's afraid to give me feedback too, because I sometimes have problems handling criticism, and that's led to things in the past. 

But regardless of how much or how little she's read, tonight when she was talking, it did honestly sound like she was somewhat proud that her daughter had that talent. And for whatever reason, I felt surprised. It's not a bad thing though. I mean, I'd rather my mom be proud of me for it than not, but I just...I don't understand it. 

I'm not perfect, and heaven knows I screw up with a lot of things. I don't write because I'm good at it, I write because I love it. I write the things that I feel and perceive by creating characters who have those same thoughts and feelings. I create characters that I wish were real people, and I'll shamelessly admit that August would be one of those characters. I know that sometimes I put writing before more important things, and I'm trying to train myself to do things in the right order. But even then, writing means so much to me...but I'm not used to other people talking about my writing to other people on my behalf. 

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Ashly Agatha Turner
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I'm Loki's girl and I'm in love with Magnus Martinsson. :heart:

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Hi! :wave: I'm Ashly, but you can call me Ash :)

I am a Christian, and I always try to put God first in my life. I’m dyslexic, which makes a lot of things just a bit more tedious, especially when writing. I adore Shakespeare and love reading/memorizing as much of his works as I can. I’m a hopeless romantic and am annoyingly optimistic a lot of the time, or at least try to be. I am the black sheep of the family, but someone has to be, so why not me?

I do love Tom Hiddleston, as is pretty obvious by my page. Other than his quite dashing looks and amazing abundance of talents, I see him as a humble, passionate, and optimistic man, and he has become one of the greatest inspirations and role models I have (though he's certainly not the only person I admire).

I love to write, as it is one of the few things I know I can do well, regardless of what sort of writing it may be. I greatly enjoy writing fan fiction because it gives me the opportunity to work with a variety of character types, whether they’re the kind of character I like or no, because I strive to keep them in character. It has also helped me to create more individuality between my own original characters. I mostly write about Loki, because there is so much of myself that I see in him (good and bad), and writing about him not only provides the opportunity to understand who he is, but to also understand who I am, and knowing where to draw the line between us.

I currently live in the United States, but I intend to move to London, England after college, assuming that an opportunity doesn’t present itself sooner. I want to study theater and film production, and my career dream is to be a movie/theater writer and director. I’ve also gotten back into writing my own books, and I believe that part of my future is to write and publish my books.


"The LORD is good, a strong hold in the day of trouble; and he knoweth them that trust in him." ~ Nahum 1:7

"Wait upon the LORD: be of good courage, and he shall strengthen thine heart: wait, I say, on the LORD." ~Psalms 27:14

"To have compassion for a character is no different from having compassion for another human being."
~Tom Hiddleston

"We all change. When you think about it, we're all different people all through our lives. And that's okay, that's good, you've got to keep moving, so long as you remember all the people that you used to be."
~ The Doctor

"The way I see it, every life is a pile of good things and bad things. The good things don't always soften the bad things but, vice versa, the bad things don't always spoil the good things or make them unimportant." ~The Doctor

Einstein's Theory of Entanglement: “When you separate an entwined particle – move both parts away from each other – even at opposite ends of the universe, if you alter or effect one, the other will be identically altered or effected.”

I like my men like I like my tea – hot and British.



My Guardian Angel <3

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MutaraPrimeDreamer Featured By Owner 5 days ago  Hobbyist Writer
Thank you for the fav!

You are very talented and amazing person! 
Never forget that, okay?
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crymeouts Featured By Owner Jul 22, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
Thanks for the +fav :happybounce: 
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Kahama Featured By Owner Jul 17, 2014  Hobbyist Writer
So Last night I had a dream with Tom, Loki and Magnus...I don't even Know Magnus for crying out loud. For all I know it was Alistair and August...but seriously thats like the first time I've had Tom and Charcters he's played/are based of his characters in one dream. It was cool and weird...
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Tarnisis Featured By Owner Jul 16, 2014  Hobbyist Writer
Oh my gosh! :wow: Thank you so much for the fave to my James/Zarina story Childish Dreams! :iconspazhugplz: I'm so glad you liked it! :D :heart: 
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