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I recently emptied my phone and found this moving-image edit from this artwork.
He said that Bonnie used it as a skipping stone before in act 2... I'm sure this is fine and not an ominous sign of things to come!
“I have been having so many nightmares lately... Usually I sleep dreamlessly. So strange.”
Odin is lucky Sif isn’t as vengeful as Loki. He really kept big secrets about his protégé true nature...
As crazy and confusing as always Pym
Ouch, that hurt to write, I think I'm going to bed now.
♧ (( :| he just really likes messing with her hair))
♧: Your muse playing with their hair
Every single muscle in Sif's body was tensed with apprehension. Rigid as marble she remained while the trickster worked with her hair, wondering how she got stuck here, and how much longer she might have to endure.
"May I inquire as to what you are trying to achieve, Loki?" She asked, always suspicious of an ulterior motive, trying not to betray her anxiety any more than her tension already did.
Since it's Sunday night here...
Six sentences from the fic that's been harassing me all day.
She is so tired of seeing her closest and dearest carve her up with so much savage pleasure. She is tired of the taste of blood in her mouth. She is tired of fighting for her next breath, for knowing what it feels like to have her body broken around her over and over again.
He breaks her and then he brings her back, healed imperfectly so that she might remember, so the next time it will hurt more.