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Untouchable II nothingbutadespicablebeast

The two months that passed between the Asgardians leaving Vanaheim and the wedding seemed to pass by agonizingly slow, despite all the work Sigyn had to get done. She spent hours in dress fittings, not only for her wedding dress, but for dresses she planned on wearing in Asgard a week before the wedding. There were even more hours spent sorting Sigyn's belongings, deciding what to take to Asgard, and what to leave behind. Somehow in those two months where Sigyn was busy planning her wedding and trying to stop and take in all around her, she managed to write a few letters to Loki. 

She had been quite surprised that he had even bothered to write back, and Sigyn had sat on the letter for a week before she could think up anything to write back. Their letters were pretty general, no talk of the fact that they had slept together, though Sigyn wasn't sure if that was exactly an appropriate topic to discuss in a letter. Everything in their letters was formal, anyone who might be reading them would not know that anything improper had happened between them...or that Sigyn had let slip that she had admitted she might be falling in love with him.

Sigyn was both dreading and looking forward to seeing him again. She didn't know how he would act when she arrived, and she was not looking forward to leaving Vanaheim behind for Asgard. But...Sigyn missed Loki.

It was with a heavy heart and knots in her stomach that Sigyn boarded a ship with her family, her ladies, important people of the Vanir court, and her belongings. She stared at the palace of Vanaheim until it disappeared on the horizon, but Sigyn didn't cry. Princesses didn't cry.

The journey to Asgard by ship was much slower than using the Bifrost, but the Vanir wanted to make their own kind of entrance. The trip by boat took about a day, but Sigyn's ladies still managed to make Sigyn look good before the ship anchored on Asgard. They had brushed out her hair so it was soft, but pulled a few tendrils out of her face so the wind wouldn't blow her hair into her eyes. Her dress was a pale blue with breezy material, sleeveless and a matching shawl, she stepped into small heeled boots in an attempt to fool the Asgardians into thinking Sigyn was a little taller than she actually was. She suddenly felt so small. 

When at last it was time to get off the boat Sigyn left the temporary room and climbed up rickety stairs to the dock. She was getting married in a week. And Sigyn could see Loki and his family standing at the front of a large group of people on shore. Sigyn joined her grandfather who was standing by a steep bridge connecting ship to dock. She took his arm and they descended the bridge and set foot on the dock, walking down it towards land, the Vanir party closely following. 

Once closer to the group, Sigyn only had eyes for Loki, drinking in the sight of him looking very at home bundled up against the wind in a green cloak. Sigyn curtsied as her grandfather was formally presenting her, and then recklessly, she stood up straight, flung her arms around her fiancé and pulled his face down for kiss. She was only dimly aware of all the gasps of surprise and approval at her action. Sigyn didn't care of anyone disapproved. Though everyone seemed to view it as a romantic gesture. 

"I've missed you."

[tesialyon]

Wicked Intentions (Closed RP with nothingbutadespicablebeast)

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There had already been one murder of an innocent young girl in Medieval London and just last night a second murder of another young woman had been committed, done almost exactly the same way as the first and that had people talking. The whole town was abuzz with talk of how the two murders had to be linked together, perhaps the start of a deadly killing spree. Gossip spreads like wildfire when something like this happens and before long, news of the rumors reached the king of England, King Derek. 

A guard burst through the doors and into the throne room. The king was busy having a heated discussion with his only daughter Tesia, and by the looks of things it was not going in his favor. She shouted at him that she was 18 now and he could not force her to do anything she did not wish to do, and stormed off to her room, slamming the great doors shut behind her, forcing a resounding slam to echo through the throne room. The king released a frustrated growl and the guard apologized profusely but insisted he had urgent news. He began to relay the rumors and news of another killing to the king as Tesia made her way up to her room.

Tesia sat at her window, gazing out over the trees of the forest that made up the view from her bedroom window. She was muttering to herself about how unfair her father was being and how wrong he was to try and force her into a marriage she didn't want, no matter how wealthy the prince was or what it would mean for their kingdoms. She watched the trees until just before dark when she finally made her way downstairs for supper.

Supper went quietly as Tesia did not wish to start up another argument and her father was too weighed down with the news of another death to be bothered with arranging a marriage right now. After supper, Tesia threw on her travelling cloak over her gown and rushed outside and headed for the trees. 

She reached the treeline in just a matter of minutes and glanced behind her to make certain she wasn't being followed before she slipped inside the forest. She began to follow a familiar path deep into the forest, one that she often traveled when she needed to be alone. But this night would be very different from nights in the past. She had no idea that she was in no way alone in the woods that night, no idea that there was someone else lurking in the forest that night, someone who would change her life forever.

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Skipping Stone II nothingbutadispicablebeast

It had been years since Sigyn had last seen her betrothed. Both her grandfather, Njord, and the Allfather thought it best to keep her and the Prince Loki separate in case the betrothal fell through. When last she saw him, Sigyn had been missing a front tooth, with freckles on her face, her curly hair pinned back because it was so unmanageable. Now though, she was a woman. And since then, Sigyn had been tutored in the histories of the Nine, dancing, music, literature, and most importantly, politics and court life. She was also an official Healer of Vanaheim, and crowned Princess. 

Not that any of that mattered. Sigyn knew of the Prince Loki's reputation. Not only was he well practiced in the art of magic and illusions, he had had a string of lovers. Sigyn was almost positive none of her credentials would impress the Prince much, if at all, or if he would even be open to the idea of getting to know her before they actually were wed. But Sigyn had to try, the alliance would be good for Vanaheim. 

It was late afternoon when word was sent that The Allfather, Allmother, Prince Thor, Prince Loki and their party had passed through the palace gates of Vanaheim. Nervously, Sigyn let her maids help her into a pale pink dress with gold beading and off the shoulder sleeves. She stepped into shoes and gave her dark, shiny, curly hair one last once over, and lead the way out of her chambers. 

The closer she got to the Grand Entrance, the more people fell into step behind her. Her younger sisters were there, as were some of the most important members of the Vanir court. Outside, waiting on the top of the steps, watching the Royal Party draw closer, was her grandfather, King Njord and his attendants and her mother, Freyja. 

"You were very nearly late," her grandfather said out of the corner of his mouth. 

"Apologies, grandfather," Sigyn said as she took her place at Njord's left. Then she focused her gaze on the group on horseback, that had just paused at the main steps and dismounted. 

The Prince Loki was much taller than Sigyn had remembered. His hair was still just as dark, and he had a look on his face that was hard to read. He was much more handsome now, however, and Sigyn could see why he had managed to seduce so many. 

She was hardly listening as her grandfather began offering his greetings, shaking hands with Odin, and kissing Frigga's hand. It was not until he came and took Sigyn's hand, escorting her down the steps to her betrothed. 

"I present my granddaughter, Princess Sigyn," Njord was saying as he offered Loki her hand to take. 

Sigyn curtsied gracefully and stood up, her blue eyes gazing at the prince curiously. 

[tesialyon]

I'll See You In New York

Chapter Three Saturday, April 13, 1912 You and Tom have spent practically every moment of the last two days together, playing shuffleboard or playing squash ball and racquet ball, lounging on the promenade deck, taking strolls around the ship, and other various activities. The two of you even decided to venture into the swimming pool for a swim. The pool was everything it was said to be. Now, the two of you sat on the First Class Promenade Deck, relaxing in the cool afternoon air in two lounge chairs, side by side, as you watched the waves and clouds pass by. You closed your eyes as a pleasant breeze blew through the deck and a faint blush dusted your cheeks moments later when you felt Tom's eyes on you. You reopened your eyes and looked over at him. He was gazing at you as if he were looking at an angel. You blushed softly and chuckled, "What're you staring so blissfully at, Mr. Hiddleston?" He sighed dreamily and replied softly, "Why, you my darling. Never in my life have I seen such a radiant beauty... You put the very angels in heaven to shame, my dear. How did I ever end up being so lucky as to have met such a charming and beautiful young woman such as yourself amidst the thousands of people that are on this ship?" His words caused a deeper blush to dust your cheeks and you replied back after a soft chuckle, "I wonder the same of you, Tom... How did I ever find myself so lucky as to share the company and affections of such a wonderful and extremely handsome man?" Your words caused him his own blush and you laughed softly. "Is that a blush I see, Mr. Hiddleston?" You teased, making his blush deepen. "Certainly not!" he replied, trying to hide the blush that was plainly showing on his face. "I do not blush... It's the sun! I must be getting a sunburn." You laughed more at that. "My dear Tom, that is very much impossible as we are completely shaded from the sun under this Veranda..." Tom laughed, "Well there's no fooling you, is there?" He laughed more as you shook your head with a smile. "Ehehehe! Very well, my dear y/n, yes, your words caused me a blush. Which is a rare thing..." He leaned in close to you and whispered in your ear, "Not many can make me blush my darling girl... you are a rare creature indeed." His words sent a thrill up your spine. "Th-thank you, Tom." He leaned back into his chair and said with a smile, "Don't mention it love." A few hours later it was time for dinner and the two of you dined together as you always did, ever since you met. But this time is different... Tom is much more flirtatious and seemingly nervous than normal... And it rubs off on you. By the end of dinner, you both have flirted each other into a bit of a frenzy. Tom takes your hand and leads you out of the dinning hall. His grip is tight on yours and... Are his palms sweating? He's nervous and you aren't entirely sure why. He stops in the hallway at the junction that will lead to either his room or yours. He turns to you and asks softly, "W-would you like to spend the night in my cabin tonight?" You are surprised by his offer and even more surprised by how quickly you say "Yes." He positively beams as he pulls you down the hall towards his cabin. Once you get there, he holds open the door for you and you walk in. He follows and after he shuts the door, he stops and stares at you and the look in his eyes is unmistakable. He walks slowly towards you and gently tips your head up with a hooked finger under your chin. He bends down slightly to connect his lips with yours. His hands tenderly trace down your sides to rest on your hips as your fingers slide up his neck to tangle in his soft black curls. After a few minutes of tenderly kissing, the kiss becomes more heated, more needy and Tom guides you back to the bed. When the backs of your legs softly hit the side of the queen sized bed, you gasp softly, breaking the kiss. Tom looks at you, love shining in his eyes. "I know we've only known each other a few days and it may seem as though I am rushing things but y/n, I love you... I've never felt this way about anyone, nor wanted anyone as badly as I want you. If this is too soon for you, I completely understa--" You cut him off with a loving kiss and pull back to whisper a soft, "I love you too." against his lips. He gazes at you with a tender look that asks 'Are you sure about doing this?' and your eyes reply with a gentle look of their own that says, 'I will never be more sure.' With that he kisses you again and gently lays you back on the bed. The two of you divest each other of your clothes and are quickly lost in a world consisting only of you and Tom. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ About an hour or so later, you and Tom lay in each other's arms, satisfied and feeling whole, complete. Tom pulls you close and whispers tenderly in your ear, "I love you, y/n... for the rest of eternity, I will love you." You murmur sleepily back, "And I love you, Tom... just as much and for just as long." You rub your cheek against his toned, bare chest, your arm draped across his stomach as his hand lazily strokes your arm. "Sleep well, my beauty." He whispers softly. "And you, my darling Tom." You reply before sleep overtakes you both. ~End of Chapter Three~ (( nothingbutadespicablebeast ))

[tesialyon]

I'll See You In New York

Chapter Two Evening of Thursday April 11, 1912 You slowly make your way to the elegant dining hall, drinking in every exquisite detail of the grand ship as you go. Once you reach the beautiful glass doors of the dining hall, a crewman opens the door for you with a wide smile. “Enjoy your meal, miss.” You thank him and enter the dining hall. The room is so beautifully decorated and the tables so elegantly set you feel almost as if you are in a dream. Your eyes scan the room for an empty seat when suddenly you hear that elegant voice from earlier behind you. “Well hello darling! I was so hoping to see you at dinner tonight!” You turn quickly to see Tom standing behind you, looking even more handsome than earlier in a black tuxedo with tails. He bows and looks up at you, flashing that perfect smile at you as he takes your hand, placing a polite kiss to your knuckles. “My dear, you look simply stunning in that gown.” He says as he straightens back up, grinning down at you. You feel your cheeks get hot as he compliments you. “Well, thank you Mr. Hiddleston. You look quite handsome yourself.” ‘Did I really just tell him that?’ you think to yourself, surprised at how comfortable you feel around a complete stranger you met for the first time only hours before. He chuckled softly, a very faint blush briefly flitting across his face, giving you the opportunity to better admire his sharp, yet beautiful cheekbones. ‘This man is an Adonis…’ you think as your eyes scan his face. Soon after, you realize how long your eyes have been lingering on his features and you tear your gaze away, blushing softly. His smiled widens at your blush and he offers you his arm. “Would you do me the tremendous honor of dining with me this evening, y/n?” You nod politely, trying to hide just how excited you are that you won’t be dining alone for one, and two that you will be sharing a meal with such a handsome gentleman. “I would be most honored to join you, Mr. Hiddleston.” You reply, smiling kindly. He laughs suddenly and his laughter sounds like heaven. “Y/n, please as I asked you when we first met I beg you, call me Tom. ‘Mr. Hiddleston’ is much too formal for a friendship. At least for a friendship I greatly hope will develop by the end of this evening.” His bright smile flashed your way once more and you felt yourself growing weak in the knees. “Tom…” you loved how naturally and smoothly his name rolled off your tongue, and he smiled gently as you said his name. He led you to a table in the far back, more secluded from everyone else, but still visible to those in the dining hall. He pulled out your chair for you and pushed it under you as you sat down. “For you, my dear.” He then sat opposite the table from you as the waiter brought some appetizers to your table. “So, my dear tell me of yourself- where are you from, why are you going to America, what’s your family like, I wish to know everything!” he scooted his chair closer to yours, his eyes locked on yours. He looked so excited, like a child at Christmas. For the next half hour as you dined on the first few course, you told him all about your past, your reasons for going to America, your childhood, anything he wished to know. Finally the main course came and you both began eating, though not in silence. “So tell me about /yourself/ Tom!” you told him, equally excited to hear more about him now. He laughed his adorable ‘Ehehehe’ laugh and told you all about how he was an actor on the stage and how he became such. He told you of his family, his childhood, and /his/ reasons for travelling to America- he wished to perform on Broadway. You scooted your chair closer to his and listened intently, hanging on every word as the two of you ate. The more you talked and the farther into dinner you got, the closer the two of you became. Soon you felt as if you had known him your whole life and the two of you were long lost bosom companions. When the meal was done, and the last few minor courses were being served, the two of you scooted even closer, your chairs now directly beside each other at the small table. Tom reached out and gently took your hand, his long elegant fingers entwining with yours. He kissed the back of your hand and smiled at you. He stared deeply into your eyes "Has anyone ever told you what beautiful eyes you have?" He asked sincerely. You chuckled softly, "No Tom... Well, no one outside of my family at least." He shook his head. "And I suppose outside of family, no one has ever told you how beautiful you are either." It was not a question- it was a statement, and he knew he was right long before you nodded in agreement. His eyes were sad as he replied, "That's most unfortunate darling, you deserve to be told it every day..." His eyes scanned yours and there was silence between the two of you as you looked deeply into each others eyes. He then took a deep breath and tore his gaze from yours. He looked around to see the dining room mostly empty. It was getting rather late. Tom then turned back to you. "Might I escort you to your room, darling?" You smiled brightly and said "Yes of course!" He grinned widely and stood, pulling you with him. He held your hand tightly in his as he walked you to your cabin. You stopped in the doorway and turned to face him. He was gazing lovingly at you and then looked into your eyes. "I had a lovely evening Tom, I truly did. Thank you so very much." He smiled. "The honor was truly mine, y/n..." He said softly as he ran his fingers through you hair, his eyes gazing deeply into yours. He let his hand rest at the nape of your neck and pulled you gently closer to him, his face mere inches from yours. "I should greatly like to kiss you, y/n... May I?" He asked softly, almost a whisper. He was such a gentleman about this! You nodded shyly and his lips pressed softly to yours for a brief moment before he pulled back to scan your eyes. When he saw nothing but love and happiness in them he kissed you again, a bit more passionately but still sweetly and tenderly. He pulled back after a few moments and sighed happily. "You have witchcraft in your lips, y/n..." You swooned as the realization of what he has just said crossed your mind. 'Oh my gosh... He's quoting Shakespeare!' It was the most romantic thing you had ever heard, especially being said to you. You couldn't help yourself and you said "As do you, my dear Tom." Your words caused him a faint blush and he smiled that perfect smile once again before kissing your knuckles. "Good night my sweet y/n. I greatly hope to see you at breakfast in the morning." He bowed slightly and turned on his heel, heading back to his own cabin. You sighed happily and placed your fingertips to your lips as you watched him go and then turned into your cabin and shut the door. You dressed for bed and climbed into the deep, soft bedding and soon fell asleep your mind lulling you off to dreamland with thoughts of Tom and the wonderful evening you had just shared. ~End of Chapter Two~ (( nothingbutadespicablebeast ))

[tesialyon]

I'll See You In New York

Chapter One

Wednesday, April 10, 1912

You had boarded the Titanic in Southampton around 11:00 in the morning. It was truly a luxurious ocean liner and it was definitely everything everyone boasted of it to be. You were the last of your family to come from England to America, your father and mother having left months before to secure a home and a steady job before you joined them.

Now, it was time to leave your home in London and travel to New York via the Titanic. You came from a wealthy family, and so you were naturally a first class passenger. You walked swiftly onto the ship as a bag boy offered to take your bags to your cabin for you. You nodded your consent and navigated him to your bags and heavy suitcases full of dresses. He toted the luggage off as you left to explore the magnificent hardwood decks and carpeted hallways. The smell of fresh paint still hung in the air as you walked the halls. You finally came to the marvelous Grand Staircase that everyone had bragged about, and it was everything they claimed it to be and more. Your hand caressed the smooth wood of the railing as you walked up the staircase to the second floor of the ship, gazing up into the beautiful glass skylight, your eyes drinking in the beautiful designs of the iron covering the glass. You explored the rest of the ship for the next hour until the ship was ready to depart.

You walked out onto the bow of the ship and waved to the people as the she pulled out of the harbor. Your eyes scanned the shoreline as you pulled away from the city you loved, the place you called home, knowing full well you may never return. You blinked back tears and you headed for your cabin once the harbor was out of view. You spent the remainder of the voyage to France and then to Ireland in your cabin, reading, trying to keep your mind off the home you were leaving behind. That night you dreamt of your past and the home you loved so dearly and would likely never see again.

Thursday, April 11, 1912

The Titanic arrived in Queenstown, Ireland around noon and you walked out on deck to watch the new passengers walk on. After a short while of watching the array of people board, you returned to the dining area for a cup of tea and some biscuits.

Once you are through, you return to the bow to wave goodbye as the ship sets truly out on the start of it’s maiden voyage into the Atlantic Ocean. You stood at the bow, leaning against the railing. You merely waved as you had no one there to say goodbye to. You hear a loud creaking and groaning and look down to see the majestic and large anchor being raised out of the water and the ship began to pull away. Tears stung at your eyes. This was it. Your by voyage had finally, truly begun! You continued to wave and holler goodbye as the people disappeared from view.

Once Titanic began to set out to sea, you turned quickly to leave and you collided with a distinctly male body. His large, long fingered hands gripped your upper arms to steady you so you wouldn’t topple over backwards.

“Woah, easy there love! We wouldn’t want you to topple over the railing and into the sea before our journey’s even begun!” He had a beautiful, rich, silky smooth voice and you looked up into stunning bluish green eyes. He was quite tall and extremely handsome. His black hair was brushed back but hanging loosely and it made his eyes pop beautifully. He smiled at you, showing off a row of perfectly straight white teeth.

The sight of him took your breath away for a moment before you righted yourself, stepping out of his grip. “Yes well… Ahem, thank you, Mr….?”

“Hiddleston, Thomas Hiddleston.” He took your hand and softly kissed it. “But please, call me Tom.” He smiled at you and winked and you felt your cheeks heat up and you pulled your hand from his and turned quickly to leave. “Wait!” He caught our hand quickly yet gently and said “You never told me your name! Please, I must know the name of the angel here before me now…”

You blush softly and reply, “Oh how rude of me, forgive me sir! My name is y/n.”

He repeated your name and the sound of your name rolling off his tongue made your knees weak. “A beautiful name for an equally beautiful woman.” His eyes were locked on yours and you felt as though he were staring into your very soul.

“Thank you my good sir. Forgive me, but I really must be going. Good day, Mr Hiddleston.” You turned to walk back to your cabin, daring a quick glance over your shoulder to look back at him. He was watching you and you blushed once more as you headed inside towards your cabin. He occupied your thoughts throughout most of the day.

A few hours later, it was dinner time and you dressed yourself in a lavish light blue gown and made your way towards the dining area, wondering the whole time you walked if you would see Mr. Thomas Hiddleston at dinner.

~End of Chapter One~

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“They do try awfully hard, don’t they?” Sigyn mumbled to her body servant as the walked through the festival, lanterns burned brightly and music hung in the air along with the smells of roasted foods. It was a poor imitation of the festival back in Vanaheim, no matter how grand and beautiful the Aesir had tried to make theirs. She shook her head at the offer to dance with one of the men at the festival, “No thank you I—” as she took a step back she bumped into someone. Turning quickly she apologized, “Forgive me, I hadn’t seen you there.”

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