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DEL MAR
Realization - Loki
author note: I truly don’t even know what this is, or if anyone will even see if, but it kinda is an x reader but the reader is gendered female.
Loki, sat dancing across the room with another royal from a different kingdom. Her gown sparkled gold, as did the jewellery that adorned her neck and wrists. “she looks so entrapped by the man who stands before her” of course she does, Loki is nothing short of ethereal, he’s beauty himself. I start to loose count of how many parties and women the young Prince has found himself apart of. Odin insists Loki finds himself a suitor, even though Thor is the true heir to the Asgardian throne. Her eyes scan through the crowd as she spots Thor himself, sat across 3 men who were laughing and drinking far more than what was deemed acceptable. She can’t help the sigh that escapes her mouth as She turns away from them and back towards the man (more so god) who she’s found herself pining after, only to find her breath caught in her throat. Those eyes, those beautiful sky blue eyes catch hers and yet, as he danced with the princess neither him nor her could catch themselves looking away from one another. There was a time, long ago when she never understood why people found Loki, the god of mischief, prince of Asgard, attractive. But, as she looked into his eyes she understood why. As the song came to an end and a round of applause ensues, she found the strength to tear her gaze away. Yet, his gaze still feels hot and strong on her back. “Please, look away. I can’t take another second”.
“You look awfully lonely standing here by yourself.” his voice cuts through the music, as enchanting and dangerous as it’s always been.
“Only person who seems to notice that is you, your highness” her eyes lock on his, his face contorting to one of joking annoyance at the formal title.
“I’m going to pretend that I didn’t hear you, and ask you to dance.” He catches her eyes, and for a second his formal aura drops, and his eyes drip with his natural boyish charm. He offers a hand out to her, with no other choice, She offers her smaller hand to him.
The stares and whispers of the guests of the palace, are nothing short of terrifying. Yet, as he takes her hand in his, and places a hand at her hip, it’s almost as if the world freezes, the blistering stares, and burning whispers fall upon deaf ears.
“come on now love, we can’t very well just stand here.” he whispers against her ear. She looks up, eyes catching his as the music begins, and we move with elegance across the marble flooring. This dance she’s been taught hundreds of times, one she’s become sick of, feels somehow new and exciting with him.
“who is she?” “is he really dancing with some girl when royalty sits right before him” “our princess is prettier than that… wench!”
The song comes to an end as you bow to loki, refusing to meet his eyes. The only thing on her mind is the words of the royalty and nobles surrounding you and suddenly, the room feels suffocating.
“E-excuse me.” She turns tail and walks quickly towards the large doors at the opposite side of the room. Loki’s exasperated cries of her name fall upon deaf ears. The hot stares of the others in the room do little to ease her anxiety. Her feet carry her to her temporary room in the castle.
The only sound in the room is her heavy breathing along with the door closing behind her, the lock following soon after.
“you’re an idiot to think he’d ever choose you” you knew that, you knew it so well and yet, you CHOSE to ignore it. That maybe, maybe by some miracle that Loki, the god of mischief, would somehow want YOU.
Her eyes well up with tears, “you are truly the stupidest person here.” standing up she finds herself becoming overwhelmed with so many emotions, love, hatred, jealousy, sadness, and so much more.
she rips jewelry after jewelry off, as it all messily clinks to the floor.
“KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK” is the sound that’s heard in the eerie silence left afterwards.
“bug, are you alright?” came that dreaded voice, his silky voice came through the door and all you could do was stiffen.
“Well of course I am, why wouldn’t I be?” She laughs out in hopes to mask her shaking voice
“then why did you run away- it doesn’t matter, unlock this door and let me in” he had demanded, in that same tone she knew that she couldn’t deny. So she breathes in a turns, unlocking the door and moving towards the bed that lies in the middle of her room. Loki enters with haste, as his worry filled eyes find her frame staring out the window.
“Bug? Are you alright-“ he nears her only for her to move out of his reach
“I’m fine” she forces a smile upon her features, one that he’s able to recognise immediately for what it truly was, fake.
“Bug, Tell me what troubles you?” He had demanded, and all she could do was let out a weak laugh at his tone, the one he’d always use when they were younger and he wanted her attention on him, and him alone.
“Nothing loki, I promise you.” She lies straight to his face, as if he hadn’t know her for years.
“Stop lying to me and tell me the truth” another demand, as he stepped closer, hands reaching to hold her face
“Please, no more lying” he had told her, eyes holding nothing but a plead, a plead for the truth.
“What would you do if I said I loved you right now? would you say it back? Or would you tell me that I’m delusional, like you’ve told so many others before.” She faces away from him, the fear of rejection heavy in her throat.
loki, for a second, just stands there, unsure of what to say, or even do. This is what prompts the noise of disbelief to launch itself from her throat
“That’s what I thought.” She says, choosing not to show him her pain
“Little bug, look at me.” He stated, his voice cutting through the silence and set ding shivers down her spine, she chose to listen, in fear of what would happen if she didn’t. In that moment, he grabbed her face, so gently, as if she was made of the finest glass in the world.
“You have no idea what you do to me..” he mumbled, inches from her lips, aching to finally have the connection he so longed for.
“Please, show me” she had all but whispered to him, and that’s when he sought her lips out, he kissed her, and treated her like a queen, his queen. Even as he escorted her to bed, as he and her became as intimated and bonded as one person could be, he still treated her like glass.
Even now, as he felt his life slip through another’s hand, thanos’ hand wrapped around his throat, he knew this would be the end and all he could think about was the moment he met her, the love of his life, his queen. Even as Thor cried in agony for his brothers life he thought of nothing else. It was at that moment, he realized, your life really does flash before your eyes as death welcomes you, for she, was his life and so much more.
'Lightnings of fury and pain
Were flung to burn a painful hole
Through its joyful core.
They kept pricking it,
Trying their best to cause- destruction;
But it wasn't built to shatter.'
by @poetry-with-alisha
Oh! A painful silence ruled her for a long time; But she didn't break, For she sculpted her heart With layers of immense strength.
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