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:bulletgreen: Loki-x-Reader: Hypnotizer :bulletgreen: Part Two: Rhapsody ‘n Ragnarok - Prelude It was a crisp, clear morning and warm sunlight shone through the curtains of your apartment, highlighting your face that was currently crinkled in displeasure. You moaned pitifully from within the mound of blankets and sheets that currently covered you, before pulling your covers high over your head. It was a Tuesday, and you were miserable. Damn Darcy. Damn nightclub. Damn first shot of alcohol. Mentally cursing, you laid in painful silence as your head pounded to the same beat as your heart, and tried to focus on anything but the con

:bulletgreen: Loki-x-Reader: Hypnotizer :bulletgreen: It was late and the nightclub you had entered was jam-packed. Everywhere you looked there were people dancing to the explosive beat that pulsed from the large speakers, and drunken souls making fools of themselves. Normally, you weren't comfortable in places such as this, but tonight you had made an exception. Because tonight you had every reason to party. From your place at the bar you could see everything that the club had to offer. From its flashing lights, to its excellent sound-system and wide variety of beverages, it was pure heaven. Well, to any hardcore clubber at least. You sig

    The search for Loki's bride began by Odin putting out a request for any young women who wished to marry his son Loki, Prince of Asgard. Everyone was very surprised when the number of ladies was 25.    "I can't believe anyone wants to marry you at all." Lady Sif jabbed, and Thor burst out laughing. On the fourth day they brought all the women in, and stood them in a line to be considered by the prince. Loki walked past each one, examining their features. His gaze was so direct and intimidating, 6 girls dropped out right there. And so there were 19. He smirked at each one wickedly as he walked back past the line of girls again. Loki was a

   "Loki, I have had much patience with you, but now it is gone. Your insistence on not marrying is unacceptable, so I will give you two weeks to find a suitable wife. You need not love her- you just have to get along with her, and we all know that is going to be the hardest thing for you."    Prince Loki of Asgard was infuriated, but before he could even object the All-father held up his hand to silence him.    "Go now. You have two weeks." At this Loki turned on his heel and stormed from the great throne room, throwing open the doors and shoving aside guards, his green cape furiously flapping behind him. Inside his chambers he through hi

*Thor: Dark World spoilers* Not again I scream Over-analyzing everything The circle of us Won't break its pattern Won't seize cause Your hands are trembling as you listen to the priest verbally bind you both together. Your heart is pounding loudly it resounds in your head and you have to remind yourself to breathe. “(Name), wilt thou have this man to be thy husband, and wilt thou pledge thy faith to him, in all love and honor, in all duty and service, in all faith and tenderness, to live with him, and cherish him, according to the ordinance of God, in the holy bond of marriage?" You pull your gaze from the priest, turning to peer at

Perfect. It has multiple meanings depending on who you ask. It is only natural for a human, not to be perfect. Because not being perfect is what makes us human right? But, yet, we judge each others flaws. The very flaws that makes us, unique. That is until you're viewed by everyone as a role model. A celebrity, a model, someone beautiful to say the least. Still, Beauty is not defined by how good looking you are, how soothing your voice sounds, or how perfect you are. The word itself viewed by a human is not defined by such things that make you attractive, or just someone famous with luxurious items. Whom we should admire do to so and so, even