Imagine finding an injured black stray cat with green eyes which reminds you of Loki, whom you’ve been crushing on ever since you first met him through the Avengers. You take it in and nurse it back to health, then you decide to give it to Loki, thinking he could use the loyal company and somebody who loves him just the way he is without judging him. A mortal like you, after all, couldn’t be that person, you figured. He would never take an interest in you.
Too shy to personally give it to him, you put the cat in a cosy basket and sneak it into his room on Stark Tower, attached to it a note signed by “a well-wisher”.
A few months later, after both Thor and Loki returned to Asgard, you visit them. Loki’s cat, which he has taken deeply into his heart, recognises you and thus starts at you, meowing and purring, desperately seeking your attention. It’s then Loki realises it was you who introduced him to his fluffy little friend. He appreciates it so much, he slowly starts falling for you.
Und dann wird man einfach eiskalt. Zu allem und jedem. Kein Bock mehr verletzt zu werden. Kein Bock mehr Gefühle zu zeigen. Kein Bock mehr auf Weinen. Kein Bock mehr auf alles..
Denn tief im inneren ist man nur noch zerstört.
Imagine you and Loki have been together for years. One day Asgard goes to war and Loki is forced to go. He gets injured badly and is transported back to asgard’s healers.
He is unconscious for a few weeks and you have stayed by his side the whole time. One day he finally wakes up, you hug him tightly and try to kiss him before he shoves you away. Shocked by his reaction you ask him whats wrong. He stares at you and calls for the healers. He informs the healers that there is a woman who tried to assault him, looking at you. The healers are shocked and tell him that you two are lovers.
He looks disgusted and doesnt believe them, thinking they are playing a trick on him. He demands you leave the room and to not bother him again. You are in a daze from his admission and leave the room.
For the next months you try to convince Loki of your mutual love, and he treats you cruelly, saying things you never thought he would say. Unknown to you, Loki is slowly remembering who you are and what you meant to him but he tries to ignore it, thinking he would never love someone like you.
You try one more time to win his heart, but you see him flirting with another woman, his hands all over her. Your heart feels like lead and you give up, resigning yourself to move on from him.
You leave the palace, since there is nothing left for you there. You start working as a barmaid and try to forget about Loki. One day the warriors three and Thor enter your bar and are celebrating their victory from the war. Thor tries to get your attention and explain that his brother is different now,bitter and angry since you disappeared. He asks you to move back to the palace and help Loki find himself again. You refuse, telling Thor that Loki doesnt need you anymore, you are just an annoyance. Thor doesnt believe that and the next night he comes back bringing Loki with him. He and Loki stay there all night and wait for you.
You are closing the bar and demand they leave, not caring what either of them have to say. Loki tries to explain that he remembers now, and that he loves you. You pause what your doing and stare at him, you start yelling at him, reminding him of the cruel things he said to you. How he treated you like trash. Loki tries to apologize but you dont care, in a fit of rage you lie to him that you moved on, you found someone who actually loves you.
Loki is saddened that you moved on but he doesnt care, he grabs you and pulls you towards his body, “I am not letting you go easily, You are the love of my life and I will do whatever it takes to have you back in my arms” He leans in to whisper into your ear “To feel your soft body under mine, screaming my name again”. You shove him away before he can kiss you and head home.
From that day on, Loki does all he can to win your love.
Wounded and shocked civilian survivors of Dong Xoai, South Vietnam, crawl out of a fort bunker on June 6, 1965, where they survived the murderous ground fighting and air bombardments of the last two days by Horst Faas.
I really like doing parallel comics like this. They take a really long time, but the result is always satisfying. Anyhow, here we have mini marshmallows, with Asgore tripping and scraping his elbow (I’ve scraped myself falling in grass and it never made sense to me why I scraped myself. Oh, younger self, friction does wonders.), paralleled with older Asgore and Toriel during the war, with Asgore getting some injury I didn’t bother to show and slumping to his knees and such. I came up with this idea pretty much as soon as I saw the prompt, and I’m decently satisfied with how it came out.
Entry five for the @asgorielweek challenge! If you want to see more marshmallow goats from me and from the other participants, hop on over there! I’m a little sad that this challenge will draw to a close tomorrow (I think), but I’ve been enjoying participating and seeing what everyone else puts out for the prompts.