**Moodboard and shameless aesthetic edit for my Loki Fanfic on ao3 :))))))
Magic always had a way of bringing Prince Loki to realizations when he was lost. Whatâs worse and equally remarkable? It brought him to her. Norns be damned. Agreeing to teach her magic would unleash a chain of events that threaten to send nine realms crashing. The beautiful and ugly things we do for love always intertwine. But, these two desperate and flawed gods would fall holding hands. Itâs possible more souls between Asgard and Midgard would flock to join them.Â
** ** **       âI just want to beâŚâ I stared up at Loki with dying stars in my eyes. âI want to be like you, in truth. I want to be powerful andâŚand good with my words. I want to have an influence. I want them all lined up. Looking at me. Just once.â
      âThey try to harm you because you are still good, regardless of that undeserved pain. They cannot stand it.â Loki swept the back of his finger under my eye and along my cheek. A new found certainty entered his voice. âAs for power and influence. There will come a day when youâll understand it. You will bring the world to their feet and they will look at you. Not for long though. They will avert their gazes only because they will bow.â













