LokixReader- False Love Part 5You could feel the night wind blow your dress about as you and Loki walked outside. He held your hand tightly and you rested your head on his arm. He smelled of pure cleanliness as you rubbed your cheek against his sleeve. He looked down at you with a gentle smile and you returned it as you looked up at him. You couldn't imagine that this loving man could be capable of slaughtering innocent people, it seemed so foreign to you. The way Loki talked to you, the way he held you; it made you feel protected.Outside stood all of the frightened people that had escaped from the building. They continued to panic; looking around and calling for help. It made you feel a little bad, and selfish, but you continued to follow Loki as he led you toward them, you didnt question him. Although, you could see that his expression had begun to change. As he looked forward, his face twisted into a dark, mischievous expression, much like the one he wore when he took you.And then, before your very eyes, Loki'
How to fall in love with a God in 30 days(Please read the description before continuing! Thanks! and Enjoy!)Driving, driving, driving... Yup, still driving.Who's bright idea was it for you to take a road trip by yourself?Oh that's right... It was yoursYou hadn't realized what a large amount of space New Mexico took up. Frankly, it was ridiculous. All you wanted to do was explore Old Mexico for a little while... Haha, get it? Because the country of Mexico was founded before the state of New Mexico... Haha. Okay whatever, you were heading toward the Mexican border alright?You had run out of ways to amuse yourself hours ago so you decided to stop trying, it was useless. There was nothing in front of you for miles but the same old thing; dusty road cutting through the desert. You sighed at the emptiness of it all, especially at night. It was so quiet, dull, dark... Your [E/C] eyes fell closed and your arms began to go limp, loosening your grip on the steering wheel. The car wandered off the road and onto the rough gro
A History of Britain: Chapter 1"Arthur? Arthur? BRITAIN!"Arthur jerked awake to see Amelia standing over him. Arthur usually wasn't annoyed by her presence; except when he was trying to take a nap."What do you want?" he groaned, slowy sitting up from his position on the couch.Amelia sat down beside him. "What was your childhood like?"Arthur stiffened. He had told Alfred this story, but Amelia? No, not happening. "I don't want to talk about it."Amelia, or the United States of America, crossed her arms and pouted.Arthur sighed, furrowing his eyebrows. She knows I can't argue with her when she makes that face."Why do you want to know all of a sudden anyway? And didn't Rosa tell you?" he asked, quirking an eyebrow in suspicion.It was true. Arthur told Alfred about his childhood when the young nation was still his charge. Amelia was never truly in his care so he never told her; he expected his sister to do that."No! Rosa never wanted to talk about it either," Amelia said, sighing. She rested her chin on h
Pirate!EnglandxReader Beg for Me Ch11Arthur glared at his hat, his jaw stiffening with fury. David and Keith stood nervously behind Arthur, watching his every move. They could see his hands balled into fists as he strides over to the hat. Arthur picked it up in one swoop, spun around, and angrily smashed his fist into the side of the wall right next to him. With a loud crash, the wall gave in as Arthur made a hole into it with his fist. His breathing became heavy as he let his head drop while his hand was still in the wall.“Dammit…” Arthur muttered.“Captain, you’re already hurt, don’t make it worse,” Keith said.“I don’t give a damn.” Arthur replied bluntly. “I deserve it. (Name)’s gone and it’s all my fault.”“Come on cap’n, I’m sure (name) is a strong lass. I think everyone including you knows that she can take care of herself,” David assures Arthur.“Maybe so, but that tomato loving idiot is not someone
Pirate!EnglandxReader Beg for Me Ch12You wake up, dazed, to see yourself on a dark, brown velvet couch. You rub your eyes and sit up, letting out a small moan. What happened again?Oh yeah.A pirate kidnapped you.Again.You glanced around the room, to find no sign of a presence. You got off the couch and stretched, your muscles aching with every movement. You sighed, and plopped back down on the couch again, surveying the room you were in.It was very…well…Spanish-looking.There was a flag of Spain hanging on the wall above the headboard of the bed, and the blankets on the bed had a cute little native design to it. It consisted of oranges, reds and yellows, giving you that warm, cozy feeling. There was a desk to your right that had some kind of matador cape hanging on the chair. And leaning against the wall was a guitar, that looked to have been used a lot.Glancing at the door, you decided the coast was clear to go snoop around in Antonio’s things. That’s what he gets for bringing you here, at
The Glorified Babysitter Chapter 3: LokiXReader"Why have you come here?" Loki demanded, "Haven't you given up on me?"You wanted to beg him to be the Loki you knew, the one who hadn't hurt you and didn't despise your existence. He couldn't even look at you. You bowed your head. You had to come back and get your things. Tony wouldn't make it easy on you of course. He was disappointed that you were giving up on Loki. You had to bow your head and take your breakfast from Steve that morning because he too was giving you a disapproving look. It was the type of look that made your innards feel like they were being twisted with a knife. Why was he so good at giving such a frowning look? Tony said it was because he was a professional. You couldn't really doubt that."Look at me," you begged, "Why won't you look at me?""I don't want you here," Loki said."I see
"Some times caring for something meant letting go, even when you wanted to hang on tighter. If Loki was happy in leaving then you were too. Even if it meant sealing up your he
His Angel ch2 Matthew let out a gasp, running over to the tree, his heart pounding in his ears. He couldn't believe it, his angel was here! He grabbed a low branch, hoisting himself up until he was level with the angel. Looking closer, he saw that his eyes were shut and his lips were trembling, and there was a thick layer of ice coating his wings. Even Matthew, who was used to the freezing winters of Canada, was chilled to the bone; he couldn't imagine how cold his angle- whom was wearing very little clothing would be! "E-Excuse me.." He began hesitantly, biting his lips and momentarily contemplating how stupid he was being. This was anangel, for maple's sake! He should probably be kneeling and singing the Halleluiah Chorus right about now. He didn't want to show disrespect, but he doubted letting the angel dangle there freezing while he sang ra