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Brothers are hell on earth

I understand why Loki hates Thor. Not just in the 'i-was-in-the-shadow-of-your-greatness'. No, in the way of sibling love. My two brothers drive me crazy all the time, while one is crying the other will be yelling at me. Then I'll get so angry I scream in their faces and storm into my room. And then I create a plan to get them back while listening to loud music. Just saying... Not!

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Loki is adorably sexy. <3

Reblog if you agree! :D

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Loki, my hero

If I hadn't seem, heard, or even known about Loki, my life would be the hell it once was. Since I started reading Loki fan fictions and mythology, I've changed so much, so fast. I'm into it that I believe he is real and watching us, invisible. (He's the master of magic. Remember?) I know he's real. I'll explain why. I am different. I have always been different. My life is a misery and I have thought of self-harming myself. I can see things, understand things better than anyone I know. Yes, I am very weird and hyper, but that's only because I try to hide who I really am. I can sense people around me, I can feel the slightest temperature change. I am different. This is why I believe Loki is real. He thinks he is a monster, he's lost and alone. Loki only needs someone who feels the same and is in a similar situation, to help him through it. I am not saying that I am that person, because I would never be. Lets start here: I have beed depressed for 3 years, then just 2 years ago I got an anxiety disorder. I find everything very hard at the moment, but I am fighting to be myself again. To be who I once was. If I had never heard of Loki, never read or saw him... I would have already had a mental breakdown and I would probably be in an insane asylum. (Not saying I am insane.) Loki is the one who saved me, he made me see life in a whole new light. It gave me hope, hope against the endless battle for self-control. I. Am. Different. I. Am. Crazy. I am a writer.

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Big UK Storm

I currently live in the UK. There is a storm thats meant to hit soon and it's meant to be the worst we've had in years. I'm half excited, half terrified. I love a good storm, but when I don't know what's going to happen I freak out. At least I have my norse mythology handy! I can't get enough of it! LOVE LOKI!!

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The Angel of Darkness

(Loki's P.O.V) I looked up as someone approached me for the first time in 21 years. I sat in the darkness of the cell, the footsteps stopped just outside my cell. I looked up slowly. It was Thor. He smiled at me, I just glared at him. "The council has decided to release you." I smirked. "On what terms, might there be?" I asked. "Someone must be with you at all times, then after a year, if you have behaved properly, you will be given the free movement of Asgard." I smirked and stood up slowly. "Let's begin." He smiled happily and walked in, he removed these chains around my wrists and threw them away. "What happened to your muzzle?" He asked, I smirked. "I don't know. One of the guards took it for a 'wash', then never came back with it." Thor sighed and gestured for me to follow him, I followed him down the hall. All the other prisoners were screaming and reaching out to us. But one cell caught my eyes, I walked over and gasped at the sight before me. A girl, no younger than I. I knelt down and stared at her. Her clothes were ripped, she was covered in bruises and cuts. Her hair was a mess. Water started pouring out. "Why do you stare at me?" She asked, her voice wavering and dangerous. I bit my lip. What was I doing, staring at her? "What is your name?" I asked politely. "My name? My... my name?" I nodded. "They... They call me The Angel Of Darkness." I sighed. "Yes. But what is your name?" I asked, trying to keep calm. "Brother." I heard Thor behind me, I waved him off. "Brother, she is to be left for eternity. Leave her." I ignored him. "My... name is... I-Iris... Winters." I smiled, happy to have finally got somewhere. "Well, Iris Winters, why are you in here." She looked up at me, a deadly look in her eye. Then she looked behind, a flash of fear and anger flashed in her eyes.

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My life

Everyone always bullied me. I had no friends, no life. I was depressed. My mum was depressed too. My grandma died and it all got worse. I can't sleep. My hands shake all the time. I feel like I'm insane sometimes. But that's when I started writing my own books. I started to feel better, but I got addicted to writing. It helped me to move on though my grief and become myself again. The main thing I am happy about, it that I got my stubborn, confident self back. I am so happy now. I have all the friends I need and I am getting better. Sometimes I'm so upset I just shutdown and breakdown in my room. But I am getting better. And that's all thanks to two people; my mum and Loki Laufeyson. If I hadn't met Loki, weather it be in my mind or in real life, it changed me, helped me get better. So I thank both of them. I love you! Xxx