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.
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.
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.
Could you possibly do some headcanons for Lukas if his S/O was injured in battle??? Your writing is so good!!!
Lukas and an injured s/o:
Thirsty Note: Oh gods,
thanks so much anon! ;A;
Lukas would be by their side in a heartbeat. He always makes
sure to be near them for this exact situation. Depending on the severity, he’d
either carry them off to safety, or be their human shield and murder every
single enemy standing in their way.
Even if his s/o had just a scratch, Lukas would fret over
them. He’d make sure they’re sterilized and would have the wound treated by a
cleric. He would take all the precautions he could because he’d rather be safe
than sorry. He couldn’t bear the thought of losing his s/o due to his
carelessness both on the battlefield and after the wound was sustained.
If his s/o was gravely injured, he’d be a literal mess. He
would fight extremely hard to get them out of danger but once they were safe
and being treated he’d become an absolute walking disaster. He wouldn’t leave
their side and he would refuse to eat as long as they remain hurt.
Lukas would become even more reserved than he normally is.
He’d blame himself for not being there to protect his lover and he’d withdraw
into himself more and more. Everyone would tell him it wasn’t his fault but he
refuses to believe anyone, especially if his s/o still remains gravely wounded.
Lukas needs to see his lovers face and hear their voice
telling him that it wasn’t his fault for him to actually believe it. Until then,
he truly and honestly believes that it was indeed his fault and he cannot
When his lover starts to recover, he is at their beck and
call. He will do anything and everything they ask of him without hesitation.
Even when they ask him to crawl into the bed in the healing tent, he does it without
a thought. (Normally he would adamantly refuse but he just can’t say no).
If the unthinkable happens and his s/o dies… Lukas is never
the same. He never talks, his face is set in a constant frown, and he becomes a
shell of a man. On the battlefield he is merciless, and no one can get through
to him. When his lover dies, he dies with them.
When Lukas hears of tales of a revival spring, he searches
for it endlessly. He latches onto that tale as hope to see his lover again. He
goes to the ends of the earth to find it and once his lover is back in his
arms, he never wants to let go.