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Striking a match || Loki and Mellie

Loki watched her carefully, waiting for her to answer. She took a moment, gathering her thoughts and he knew that by the look in her eyes and the slight bit of hesitation that she was wondering just how much to reveal about her personal life without actually giving anything away. He was a complete stranger after all and Loki was of the understanding type.

When she explained herself, Loki smiled and nodded his head. “Yes, actually I do know exactly what you mean. But there’s not much one can do about it except try to move forward.” How strange was it that Loki was having a somewhat meaningful conversation with a woman who had just moved in across the hall? Though, Loki was just entertaining her and biding time until this storm finally let up and she wasnt afraid to return to her apartment.

But, despite his bit of disinterest, his words were very much true. He knew exactly how that was….Admitting defeat. It was certainly something he has absolutely refused to do, even though he retreated here, to Earth, to live in this tiny apartment.

Yet he had no choice.

Few people in this world were of an thoughtful nature, which was why most of the time she would have to take on such a role. Lending an ear for listening or a shoulder to lean on had become second nature. Which could explain where her mother-like tendencies had blossomed farther. Needless to say such a thing was strong enough from her childhood.

Having he understand was something she hadn’t been expecting,eyes leaving the mug and meeting his face once more. “I hadn’t really thought of that, I mean I have, but its just hard to do. To move on that is. I should try to do it more often. Yea.” Change was completely possible, just like evolving oneself was as well. And nothing was impossible if a person chose to rise up to the challenge.

It was doubtful that Loki would be any help there, he’d want her to go back across the hall once the weather lessened. No matter how much it seemed like the man was comforting or trying to be supportive. Likely he was faking it. Just like everybody else that would just pass by without a second thought. Which was why being alone was so hard.

A friend would be nice for once.

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Loki shrugged his shoulders. “It’s alright, you will get there.” He finished off the last bit of his tea and stood to his feet. “These things just take time.” He walked over to her and stopped. “Would you like a bit more tea?”

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You do care. You care so much you feel as though you will bleed to death with the pain of it.

J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix (via wordsnquotes)

#HeadCanon #Loki #He doesnt like to admit things like this though

Striking a match || Loki and Mellie

Scottish huh? Loki chuckled lightly to himself as he looked over at the woman seated in his living room. Hearing her speak now and imagining her having a bit of a Scottish accent when she was little was a bit amusing. She certainly didnt look like someone who had any Scottish blood in her.

Loki shrugged his shoulders at her comment about two years being a long time. “It doesnt feel like it.” Not only that but two years really didnt mean anything to him compared to a few hundred. The past two years came and went in the blink of an eye and nothing has really changed.

The God looked over at her, listening to her speak about how she wished she could go back. She seemed saddened by this and it was a bit odd. His eyebrows creased together a bit before asking, “If you wish you could go back then what is holding you back?” It wasnt exactly as though he truly cared. It just didnt make much sense to him. “What brought you here in the beginning?”

Being so open with a near complete stranger hadn’t ever been something of which she’d been favorable of doing. Yet here she was. Though if someone offered you a box of matches, a cup of tea and to spend some time in their living room could you really consider them a stranger? Mellie was leaning towards a ‘no’.

It was strange when he said that two years didn’t seem like a long time; well in reality it wasn’t really.Time was just concept after all and not much could define it. Everybody had their own way of measuring it. “I s’ppose it really isn’t. A lot can happen in that time though.”

Mellie’s eyes had drifted downwards to her mug, watching as tiny bits of steam rolled off the hot liquid and disappeared once they reached the rim. His next question was a bit on the odd side of things and for a moment she was unsure of how to properly answer. It wasn’t like she didn’t know the reason, it was….just hard to say out loud. “I wanted something new for a short time, but I couldn’t have been more wrong in thinkin’ so. I just don’t want to admit that I was wrong. Its like admittin’ defeat, you know?”

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Loki watched her carefully, waiting for her to answer. She took a moment, gathering her thoughts and he knew that by the look in her eyes and the slight bit of hesitation that she was wondering just how much to reveal about her personal life without actually giving anything away. He was a complete stranger after all and Loki was of the understanding type.

When she explained herself, Loki smiled and nodded his head. “Yes, actually I do know exactly what you mean. But there’s not much one can do about it except try to move forward.” How strange was it that Loki was having a somewhat meaningful conversation with a woman who had just moved in across the hall? Though, Loki was just entertaining her and biding time until this storm finally let up and she wasnt afraid to return to her apartment.

But, despite his bit of disinterest, his words were very much true. He knew exactly how that was....Admitting defeat. It was certainly something he has absolutely refused to do, even though he retreated here, to Earth, to live in this tiny apartment.

Yet he had no choice.

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Night. The stars and the moon impassive, undisturbed, eternal. A little of their impassivity flows into me. They are consoling. They reduce the intensity and acuteness of human sorrow. I feel less strangled, less oppressed.

Anaïs Nin, from The Diary of Anaïs Nin, Vol. 3: 1939-1944 (via violentwavesofemotion)

#HeadCanon #Loki likes #He's a night owl

Striking a match || Loki and Mellie

“Oh, I am sure I have kept my accent. Perhaps it has waned a bit, or perhaps i am just trying to blend in with everyone else.” Loki grinned at Mellie over the rim of his mug. He took a sip of the hot tea as he thought over her question for a moment.

“But I have been gone for about a year and a half…Almost two years.” He answered, gazing a bit broodingly at the wall in front of them near the television set. He was glad to be gone from Asgard a place that harbored every treasured, happy memory along with all the dark and extremely painful ones. Sure there were times where he missed home, but those were just memories.

Yes. He was glad to be gone.

“Hmm, I s’ppose I notice it more now that you point it out. It all depends on the person in all honesty. Like me? Mine is heavier obviously, though believe it or not I nearly sounded Scottish when I was younger.” She mused, catching his gaze as it settled on her. Though it really didn’t bother her that much.

“Huh, two years is quite a long time. I’ve only been gone for a couple weeks. Wish more than anything that I could go back.” A heavy sigh left her, cup lowering to nearly her lap, though not quite, fingers gently stroking the handle. As though it would bring her some sort of comfort. Well tea and everything related usually did. Talking about things brought things back to the surface, a dormant volcano that should’ve stayed just that.

Maybe going back home would be best. Mhmm.

#:D #StrikingAMatchRp #ofteaandmagic #I need to go gif hunting haha

Scottish huh? Loki chuckled lightly to himself as he looked over at the woman seated in his living room. Hearing her speak now and imagining her having a bit of a Scottish accent when she was little was a bit amusing. She certainly didnt look like someone who had any Scottish blood in her.

Loki shrugged his shoulders at her comment about two years being a long time. “It doesnt feel like it.” Not only that but two years really didnt mean anything to him compared to a few hundred. The past two years came and went in the blink of an eye and nothing has really changed.

The God looked over at her, listening to her speak about how she wished she could go back. She seemed saddened by this and it was a bit odd. His eyebrows creased together a bit before asking, “If you wish you could go back then what is holding you back?” It wasnt exactly as though he truly cared. It just didnt make much sense to him. “What brought you here in the beginning?”

Striking a match || Loki and Mellie

Loki grinned slightly at her attempt at a joke, the corner of his mouth turning upwards. Well, to be honest, the idea did cross his mind, if very briefly. It did hold some sort of appeal.

He paused at her returned question, mulling over his own answer for a few moments. He definitely couldnt tell her exactly where he came from, she wouldnt believe him. But more importantly he couldnt have anyone know of his origins. So he lied of course.

“London, hm? There’s where I am from. I havent been back in quite some time though.” He took another sip of his tea.

There was something noteworthy about the way he took a pause in replying, not when most would reply right away about such a thing. Where a person came from was important after all.

Still there was the possibly that he was making a mental list of sorts–she was guilty of such a thing. More than once. Yet not when it came down to where and where she hadn’t lived over the years. Nevertheless when it came to the various places that Mellie had had adventures in didn’t count as places of resident.

“Really? How long have you been gone for? ‘Cause you don’t seem to have an accent, thought I’ve heard some lost theirs.” She rambled, yet kept taking occasional sips.

#StrikingAMatchRp #ofteaandmagic #Sorry for the late reply lol

“Oh, I am sure I have kept my accent. Perhaps it has waned a bit, or perhaps i am just trying to blend in with everyone else.” Loki grinned at Mellie over the rim of his mug. He took a sip of the hot tea as he thought over her question for a moment.

“But I have been gone for about a year and a half...Almost two years.” He answered, gazing a bit broodingly at the wall in front of them near the television set. He was glad to be gone from Asgard a place that harbored every treasured, happy memory along with all the dark and extremely painful ones. Sure there were times where he missed home, but those were just memories.

Yes. He was glad to be gone.

Striking a match || Loki and Mellie

“You’re welcome.” Loki nodded at her and took a sip of his own cup of tea before slouching a bit in his seat, relaxing into the cushion.

There was a bit of silence between them for a few moments. All that could be heard was the rain pattering on the windows and the occasional flash of lightening off in the distance accompanied by the boom of thunder afterwards. After a moment more, Loki broke the silence and sighed.

“So, I suppose if you are going to be here for a little while, we might as well get to know each other.” He started in a sort of bored tone. “Where are you from?” He asked, not exactly sure where to start.

Pockets of silence were never her favorite things in the world, yet the rain took away some of it. Still it wasn’t enough, not even for her. Much to her relief she couldn’t see the lightening since her back was to it.

Nevertheless the room brightened somewhat before fading back to the dimness of the lit candles. Focus on the tea, focus on the smell of the tea, focus on something else…Came her thoughts that were followed by a sigh that stopped mid way when he spoke once more.

“I s’ppose I will be, unless you push me out into the hall.” She half joked on the other side of her mug. “Originally from Nottingham shire. Just moved from London though. What ‘bout you?”

#ofteaandmagic #StrikingAMatchRp

Loki grinned slightly at her attempt at a joke, the corner of his mouth turning upwards. Well, to be honest, the idea did cross his mind, if very briefly. It did hold some sort of appeal.

He paused at her returned question, mulling over his own answer for a few moments. He definitely couldnt tell her exactly where he came from, she wouldnt believe him. But more importantly he couldnt have anyone know of his origins. So he lied of course.

“London, hm? There’s where I am from. I havent been back in quite some time though.” He took another sip of his tea.

Striking a match || Loki and Mellie

Loki was on his way towards the kitchen when Mellie’s curious question caught him a bit off guard. Oh yes, that’s right. The power was out and there wasnt a way that he could heat anything up; without his magic of course.

Turning around to look at the girl seated on his sofa, Loki smiled. “No worries. I have my ways.” And with that he turned and disappeared into the kitchen. It wasnt until a few minutes later that he came out with two mugs full of hot tea.

“Here you go.” Loki smiled at Mellie as he handed her her cup of tea just before sitting down in the armchair nearby.

Steam. There was actual literal steam coming out of the cup that he held out towards her, something of which only surprised her for a split second. Even captivated for a moment afterwards, though that quickly passed. The only reasonable explanation? Mellie obviously wasn’t the only one to possess magic on this floor or the building for that matter.

Well there was knowledge that her magic wasn’t the only to exist on the planet or outside of it for that matter. It didn’t come as much of a surprise; magic was one of the oldest forms of craft out there. Hers was just younger than most out there.

“Thank you. Tea is always a welcome sight.” She softly murmured, taking a careful sip of the beverage, then relishing in its warmth.

#StrikingAMatchRp #ofteaandmagic #:D

“You’re welcome.” Loki nodded at her and took a sip of his own cup of tea before slouching a bit in his seat, relaxing into the cushion.

There was a bit of silence between them for a few moments. All that could be heard was the rain pattering on the windows and the occasional flash of lightening off in the distance accompanied by the boom of thunder afterwards. After a moment more, Loki broke the silence and sighed.

“So, I suppose if you are going to be here for a little while, we might as well get to know each other.” He started in a sort of bored tone. “Where are you from?” He asked, not exactly sure where to start.

Happy Munday! It may be late but oh well lol :)

#Munday #me #the mun

Striking a match || Loki and Mellie

He closed the door behind her as soon as she walked inside and he turned to look at her just as a second loud clap of thunder sounded outside. Loki was very much near on the verge of chuckling, a grin tugging at the corners of his mouth. She was absolutely terrified! Loki could see it in her eyes as she hugged herself tightly there in the middle of his living room.

“Okay, okay. I’ll not laugh.” He held up his hands in surrender as he walked towards her and placed his hand on the back of her shoulders. “Please sit. Get comfortable. Would you like something warm to drink?”

In most cases when it came to storms she would hide herself away inside her flat, bothering a friend on the cellphone that she wasn’t very knowledgeable about. Yet talking all night would be an impossible task; once again Mellie had forgotten to put the silly contraption on its charger. Not that it mattered, the cell towers were likely down from the high amount of wind.

His touch wasn’t something she’d been expecting, yet was barely able to keep herself from flinching. Without even thinking she took up his offer, sitting herself down on a nearby couch in the dim light. “Yes, please. Though won’t heatin’ up something be difficult?”

#ofteaandmagic #StrikingAMatchRp #Sorry for the late reply dear :)

Loki was on his way towards the kitchen when Mellie’s curious question caught him a bit off guard. Oh yes, that’s right. The power was out and there wasnt a way that he could heat anything up; without his magic of course.

Turning around to look at the girl seated on his sofa, Loki smiled. “No worries. I have my ways.” And with that he turned and disappeared into the kitchen. It wasnt until a few minutes later that he came out with two mugs full of hot tea.

“Here you go.” Loki smiled at Mellie as he handed her her cup of tea just before sitting down in the armchair nearby.

thegreatwolf-fenris

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“Yes, well, I wanted to visit but….I…Much has happened. I’d ask for your forgiveness but I know I am not deserving of it.”

“Is that what you think? Father.” Fen raised a speculating brow. “Where have you even been?” He switched the topic, the wolf didn’t want to talk about the past, it was all to painful for him. “There were rumors that you were dead. But you look very much alive to me..”

#thegreatwolf-fenris #no gif in this one #need to go on a huge hunt #lol #sorry for late reply too btw :)

“Perhaps I should have died.” Loki grinned and shrugged his shoulders. The Gods knew just how close he came to it, but no, he didnt allow it to happen. He had plans, very big plans that he needed to enact.

“But if I did, who would take Odin’s place? Certainly not Thor...” Loki chuckled to himself.

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slavery starters

“You belong to me now, do you understand?! I don’t want to hear a single complaint!” “How dare you speak up to me?!” ”At the market they told me you were well behaved, you better not disappoint me now.” “How dare you complain while I provide you with food and a bed?” ”I paid good money for your pretty face. It’s not too much to ask you to do this for me…” “You don’t get to decide what happens to you. I own you!” “I don’t care whether it’s hard work. You do it because I paid for you to do it.” “If you oppose me, I will punish you so much you won’t even dare to speak again.” “Your personal feelings don’t exist anymore. You obey. Nothing more.” “You can’t take it anymore? Then I must bring you back. Broken products should be returned.” “Tell me who you belong to. I like to hear you say it.” “I do with you whatever I want from now on.” “Work through your hunger. You will get fed when you deserve it.” ”I think you’ve deserved the evening off. I know you’re overheated, go bathe.” ”You’ll need to get used to things around here, but I expect no complaints.” ”I don’t treat you half as badly as some out there. Aren’t you grateful?” ”I am not supposed to feel affection for you, slave, but I have no one else around to talk to.” ”I wouldn’t have slaves if I didn’t need them. Now do your job and don’t look at me like that.” “You can work harder than this.” “Don’t disappoint me, slave, or you’ll get punished.” “I expected you to be done with this this morning already. Have you been slacking? You know what happens when people don’t work their hardest, don’t you?” ”You serve me well, slave. I’m very fond of you. Now, keep this up another few years and you might even see your freedom again one day.” “Your tears mean nothing to me.” ”I’m not satisfied with your work. Try harder.” “You are supposed to fear me.”

Like this for a starter?

#Please? lol #I havent done one of these before

“You’re welcome.” He smiled and kissed the top of her head, his lips lingering there for a moment before resting his chin on her crown. “Let us get some sleep now then, shall we..? You absolutely wore me out.” He chuckled, pulling the covers over them.

Loki couldnt stop thinking about her words though. She loved him..? Certainly she didnt feel such things, not for him anyway. Regardless, his heart still raced.

Tesia giggled softly, tiredly as he said she wore him out. “Likewise darling! I shall sleep soundly tonight indeed!” She said sleepily as she snuggled close to him beneath the covers.

She felt his heart pounding against his chest as she lay with her head on his chest and she asked in a tired yet concerned voice, “Loki… Your heart is racing… Are you alright?”

#So I just got ran out of the living room by a giant spider.#it ran under the chair I sat in #its still loose.#O.O #WickedIntentionsRp

Loki chuckled gently. “Yes, I am perfectly fine. I suppose I’m still trying to calm down after that intense release you gave me. All is well sweetheart.” He held her close to him and closed his eyes, burying his nose in her hair, her sweet scent filling him, surrounding him.

Tesia was very lovely indeed. It was such a shame that she was no longer virginal, that her husband will never be given such a gift on their wedding night. And it was even more of a shame that their courtship would never be acceptable. Tesia’s reputation would be left in tatters.

And yet, regardless of all that, Loki couldnt bring himself to stay away from her. He wanted her, he needed her. Perhaps he felt the same for her too, but what was love anyway? What on earth did it feel like..?

“You’re welcome.” He smiled and kissed the top of her head, his lips lingering there for a moment before resting his chin on her crown. “Let us get some sleep now then, shall we..? You absolutely wore me out.” He chuckled, pulling the covers over them.

Loki couldnt stop thinking about her words though. She loved him..? Certainly she didnt feel such things, not for him anyway. Regardless, his heart still raced.

#WickedIntentionsRp

“God….Yes..” A groan escaped past his lips as he saw Tesia gaze up at him, the look in her eyes intense, desperate. His eyes fluttered closed a the pleasure grew, his hips rolling forward, his breath labored.

“Tesia…I’m…Fuck~!” Loki could hardly control himself. He was going to come and it was going to happen soon. He opened his eyes and gazed down at her again and the sight before him was what did it. That tension snapped and suddenly his orgasm was washing over him as he came, his seed spurting into her hot mouth.

Tesia moaned around him as she saw the look in his eyes and she sucked hard as he announced he was close.

When he finally came, she was a bit surprised by the force, the taste, the texture, and the sounds Loki was making as his member twitched inside her mouth as she milked him of his come, swallowing as much as she could but some still escaping and rolling down her chin and throat. But even though she was surprised by his orgasm, what surprised her more was how much she loved it.

When he finished coming she pulled off him and asked shyly as she gazed up at him “H-how was that Loki…?”

When Loki finally came down from his high and his body relaxed he opened his eyes and grinned down at Tesia, the look on her face coupled with a bit of her come leaking down her chin causing him to chuckle a little. He hummed and reached out, collecting his seed onto his fingers and pressing them against her lips, urging for her to lick them clean.

“Ohh…That was amazing darling.” And then he collapsed onto his back with a contented sigh.

Tesia blushed as he looked at her, a sated, content look in his eyes. She blushed deeper as he urged her to lick his fingers clean and she took hold of his wrist gently and licked his fingers clean, lapping at them like a kitten with a bowl of cream.

When he laid down she laid down beside him, her leg draped over one of his and resting between his legs, her cheek resting on his shoulder as her arm draped over his toned stomach. “Not bad for an inexperienced princess?” She asked shyly. She could no longer call herself virginal as Loki had take care of that earlier.

“Y-you will stay the night beside me as you promised, right…? Y-you won’t leave…?” She asked softly, praying he would stay the night by her side as he had promised her he would.