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Just One Dance - Steve Rogers One Shot
New York City, shortly after The Avengers
Steve Rogers pulled his coat over his shoulders as he stepped out onto the street. It was a lively night in the city, which was something he was still growing accustomed to. Stark was the one who had convinced him to go out tonight. He had insisted that a night of fun and parties would be good for him. “A night on the town” now was certainly nothing like what he was used to. What was considered to be “music” was just a lot of loud racket to him. He was still trying to adjust to this new life, and it was proving to be quite a challenge.
Steve sighed heavily as he walked down the sidewalk, his hands in his pockets. He disliked being alone like this. Then again, why would anyone want to be alone? The world he knew was gone. Only a small part of it remained in the people that now lived here.
As he walked, Steve found himself in a part of the city he was not familiar with, which was surprising. Despite all
Trust My Rage 
Riyah felt a great surge of unknown dread and hesitation as Thor slowed his horse and jumped off; leading the horse forward a bit closer to Heimdall’s Observatory before he stopped the animal and carefully lifted Riyah down. She wished Fandral had come with her instead of Thor. It was not that she didn’t like the Asgardian prince; she just didn’t know him outside of what things she may have heard. She would have been more at ease if her brother were here. She had already met more royalty than she ever thought she would, and now she was to not only meet, but train under the Gatekeeper of Asgard! What other child could even dream of such a thing?
Thor led her slowly towards the Bifrost and to the Observatory. Though only having met Thor just a short while ago, Riyah still knew him better than she knew Heimdall, and she followed closely behind the Asgardian prince but stayed out of sight as much as possible. She was not a shy girl when the peo
Loki and Sigyn [one shot][trade] *SPOILERS*
WARNING - THIS STORY CONTAINS SPOILERS FROM THOR: THE DARK WORLD.
Loki paced around the empty palace, his gaze cast along the very familiar halls that he had known since childhood. How different he viewed this place now. There had once been a time when he’d looked around in wonder and marvel as he imagined a day that this place might be his were he to become king. Now, he looked at them with the certain satisfaction that this place was his and he was king. It had certainly been the most extreme and roundabout way to acquire the throne, but it was his now, and no one even knew.
It hadn’t been his own fault that such a longing and desire had been placed in him. Odin had been the one to continuously feed him the lie that he was born to be a king. Had not those been his exact words on the day when the Allfather had taken the two young princes to the weapons vault as he told them the story of how he’d vanquished the Frost Giants? Loki clo
Disseverance - A Child's Cry Part 8
Loki stood on the balcony adjoining his chambers, gazing out across the city with a grave expression. It was as beautiful a day as possible in Asgard, but he did not seem to notice. He didn’t seem to notice anything, for his mind was only focused on one thing – Caedra. What had become of her and Sif? Thor had set out after them the prior evening and if all had gone well he should have already returned. But he was not back yet, which only left Loki to wonder what had happened. Not knowing was driving him mad.
He fingered a piece of fruit between his slender fingers before releasing it to fall to the ground far below. He’d not had much of an appetite since he had been locked in his room. Loki pulled another grape of the vine and let it fall. Grapes were Caedra’s favorite sort of fruit. The child would eagerly eat any she was given, at any time. Loki could only give a faint smile at remembering. He missed her dearly.
“Loki?” he heard Frigga
Temperance - A Child's Cry Part 5
A FEW DAYS LATER
The hours of the night passed quickly and the first rays of the morning light began to show through the window. The warm light on his face made Loki open his eyes slowly. He had found peace in his sleep, which was not something he could usually find when awake. Sif’s words from the prior night still haunted him. He wondered how much this man Gallan knew of his niece. Not much, it would seem since he had not come for her, and Sif insisted she was the only one that knew Caedra was even related to this man. But Loki could never be careful enough. His bargain with Sif could be easily broken by either person. Even so, Loki couldn’t say he was completely ungrateful that she was giving him something of a chance to keep Caedra.
He glanced down and smiled. Caedra lay curled up against his chest, her hair a tangled mess in her face. She breathed steadily and (more importantly) peacefully. Over the past week she’d had a few more night
Hath No FearGiving yourself completely up to fear is kinda like falling in love: You can't pin point exactly when it started and by the time you realize that you are surrounded by that sensation it's already game over. Just like the image of the person you are in love with starts creeping out from every unexpected corner, fear never leaves your side when you give it a welcome stay. After a restless sleep, it starts beating anxiously in your heart the moment you wake up in the morning and commands all your thoughts and actions throughout the day. It is nothing short of a prison, except you are the only inmate and the warden never takes a break. Ever.
I do not exactly remember when I let fear occupy my being but I remember the exact moment when I realized I was ruled by it. It was late in the afternoon, everybody was out there 'getting busy living' and I had locked myself inside my bed half awake, not particularly finding any valid reason to get out of it. Then I was awakened from a nightmare by my
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