ℐ n d e p e n d e n t ℋ a n n i b a l ▬ N B C + 7 years of roleplay experience + Poetic and descriptive writing style { writing sample } { Ⅰ } — { Ⅱ } — { Ⅲ }

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ℐ n d e p e n d e n t ℋ a n n i b a l ▬ N B C + 7 years of roleplay experience + Poetic and descriptive writing style { writing sample } { Ⅰ } — { Ⅱ } — { Ⅲ }
I like your jean pocket.
How I bet you I’d flirt. (via addelyne)
The less of care that I hold shall mine this muck until your conscience glitters gold.
Addelyne (via addelyne)
Attention!
[ I AM GOING TO BE MOVING BLOGS.
I have yet to create a new Loki blog, but it is time for a change.
I will be posting my new URL to this blog later on, and there will soon be a redirect page as my blog on here. ]
The Boys Are Back In Town by Old-Man-George
“I gave myself permission to care because there are a lot of people in this world who are afraid of caring or are afraid of showing they care because it’s uncool. It’s so much easier to lose when you’ve shown everyone how much you don’t care if you win or lose. It’s much harder to lose when you show that you care, but you’ll never win unless you stand to lose. Don’t be afraid of your passion. Just give it free reign and be honest and work hard and it’ll all turn out just fine.”
{ Loki takes a step into the light, the glow softening his complexion though hardening his features at the same time. The God of Mischief is ready to do what he does best, and deceiving is that skill. }
May I ask why you have disturbed such a pleasant silence?
*stares at the god from a far kept distance*
can someone pass the tissue box please.
"—Guards…!"
In that small, brief moment: a torrent of emotions came upon the Trickster. Anger, fear, worry.
Despair.
Above all else though, he felt the sickening familiar pain of hate boil in his gut. A hate at himself for causing his father stress, a hate for what he is, and a hate at the Allfather for keeping this secret from him—
How did this turned so, so wrong? Loki despaired as his jealousy and hate devoured him.
Nemo Nobody
Okay! Wait, I’m coming .D
It should be written on every schoolroom blackboard: life is a playground or nothing.