Loki and Sigyn [One Shot]
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
Forgotten ~ Chapter 23 [LokixReader]
~DINNER WITH LOKI~
Leaving Stark Tower, you made your way back to your apartment, not in any sort of hurry as you repeatedly ran Hawkeye’s suggested plan through your mind. It seemed plausible, and it was better than yours, considering you had no plan whatsoever. The whole “sneak in and steal the scepter” part still worried you, but you felt that you were doubting when there was no need. Whatever skills you had learned in the past were still engraved in your mind and body. Combine that with all the magic and talents of a rogue that Loki that taught you – you could make a very promising thief.
You got back to your apartment not too long later, and as you opened the door and came inside, you found Loki in the kitchen, at the
Forgotten ~ Christmas Special [LokixReader]
~MISTLETOE AND MISCHIEF~
Loki and your timing for returning to Manhattan had been rather perfect, having just missed the Thanksgiving holiday, which would have just been absolute chaos to have gone through. Loki and you stayed around the apartment for most of the time, going out here and there and just wandering around the city on whatever whim you desired. There was a certain, unique pleasure of this time you spent with Loki. He was completely laid back, which was something you hadn’t seen much of until now, and he seemed…content. It wasn’t a bad thing – far from it. It was just so…different. This was the first time that you really felt that you and Loki were more than just companions on the same mission. For the first time, you real
Defiance - A Child's Cry Part 9
“Jotunheim?” Thor repeated. “Why would they go there?”
Loki gave a slight shrug. “Undoubtedly they did not intend to. You said Sif attacked him before he could set down the last stone. Having to make such a hurried escape and being rather distracted, he set down the wrong stone.” He glanced from the “Jotunheim” stone in his hand to the “Midgard” stone Thor held. “They look similar enough.”
Again Thor glanced down to the stone in his hand as he wondered what exactly he should now do. The obvious answer was to go to Jotunheim, but it would take at least a few days before all the necessary preparations could be made – not counting the overall danger of even going to Jotunheim. With the Bifrost gone, dark energy was the only way to travel between realms, and there were only a select few who could use such magic – a select few that included Loki.
White Knight Prologue
Malcom wasn’t the sort of man to just say “yes” to contracts. He had a strict code in regards to his business, and rarely was there a job that actually met his standards and had justified reasons. More often than not, he found that his jobs were lacking the proper challenge of his skills, and there was a part of him that found it to be rather frustrating. It seemed that everyone wanted someone dead, but no one had a proper reason for it.
There was jealousy, hatred, a trifle wrongdoing…such petty reasons to take another’s life. Malcom always refused those kinds of jobs. If a man, or woman for that matter, was a true transgressor of divine creation, he would take the job. But it was rare for him to receive such requests, and there remained a lingering bit in him that could not understand why people had such intense, albeit petty, hatred towards one another. To him, it was better that those with hate were the ones that were elimin
Forgotten ~ Chapter 28 [LokixReader]
~TO STEAL A SCEPTER~
“Some way to greet a friend, isn’t that?” you asked back with a grin as you took the champagne that was offered to you and had a small sip.
Tony Stark gave a slight grin as he moved closer to you. “You know, you are the absolute last person I would have expected to come here tonight,” he said as he waved his hand around casually. “Really, I would have expected to see Director Fury coming sooner than I thought you would.”
“What can I say?” you asked with a laugh. “I’m just full of surprises, especially lately.”
Tony gave you a curious look as he glanced around quickly. “And you will have to tell me about that,
Forgotten ~ Chapter 29 [LokixReader]
~I DIDN'T FORGET~
Hands zip tied behind your back, you were led back into the elevator and taken somewhere within the tower (up or down, it hardly mattered at this point) to a small room that was a cross between an interrogation room and an airport holding cell. The guard that had led you there was kind enough to cut your hands free but was sure to give you one of those “we’re watching you so don’t try anything” looks as he slipped through the door and securely closed it behind him.
You looked around the small room. There was basically nothing here. A table, a couple of chairs, and the door was really all the furnishing here. There was a camera in the corner of the room and a small vent, but it was far
Forgotten ~ Chapter 31 [LokixReader]
~BACK TO BUSINESS~
“Good morning, ________,” Loki whispered as he kissed the base of your neck gently.
You grinned as you turned and buried your face deeper into the soft pillow, hoping that Loki would hardly notice how much you had liked his gentle kiss. “Good morning,” you replied a moment later as you turned your head slightly and glanced at him. “What time is it?” you inquired with a yawn.
Loki glanced to the clock on the nightstand, though it was rather pointless since he knew well enough what time it was anyway. “Seven thirty,” he answered gently as he kissed the back of your neck again.
You groaned as dropped your head. “Why so early?” yo
Letters to God
I want a swimming pool for my birthday.
When is the last time you said your prayers?
I called daddy a bad word. Did I sin?
Yes, you did. Always treat your parents with respect.
I cussed again.
You don't have to send me a letter every time you sin.
Mom says I can't play video games late at night. Can I?
What your mother says, goes. Use that time to read your bible.
I don't have a Bible.
You can buy one at your church.
I love you.
I love you too. But why do you call me "Howard"?
That's your name!
What makes you say that?
You don't need a cape to be a heroSome heroes are born glorified;
Praised from the moment of their creation,
Blessed with the gift of greatness.
Others are just born plain,
Lingering in normality and dwelling
In the usual.
The heroic are strong,
Perfection in an imperfect world.
Fighting the immoral and defeating
Those who stand idle with the devil.
These are the idols of our ancestors,
Of our storybooks,
And of our minds and hearts.
That is the only hero known to us.
But there are other exemplars,
Ones we see every day,
Yet fail to notice their grandeur.
These heroes of the norm;
They do not fly with red capes,
or glide like winged angles.
They do not descend from gods,
Or the heavens.
Not all heroes wear capes.
A good deed of kindness,
Courage in the face of danger,
Faith in the face of hell---
All these are qualities deemed valorous.
Done by average people,
So to every child who dreams of being a hero-
You can be an inspirational
Animals of the kingdoma tiger hunts prey,
it seeks only what it needs,
it is no monster....
a lion is king,
no animal crosses him,
for he is eldest....
an eagle will fly
but only when the wind calls,
for it knows wisdom....
Fight in battle
With swords of valor,
And medals of scars.
They come home
But then they seek
Which makes them happy
So they call upon
Me, oh yes
I am here to entertain.
I joke about noses
I dance to a poll
And act like a troll
I turn somber
I take before
And make it after
For I am a jester
And I bring happiness
Kings and queens
Laugh at my
And they see
My smiling face
A jester is lucky
For always he smiles;
And forever he laughs
Oh yes, me
I put on a smiling mask
And make bad people laugh
And what about
After the night is gone
And they go home
With loved ones
Does anybody wonder,
About the jester?
No for he,
He should be merry!
He is always happy!
He is always joking!
He is always laughing!
No need to worry about
Our sweet jeste