“You have no word in this, mortal”, the guard said and it was clear from the disdain in his voice that he looked down on her in the same way all Asgardians did. “Take your Timelord and your blue box and be on your way.” This time Rose didn’t even have to call for her. The heat washed over her like the tidal wave of a boiling sea. “I am no mortal”, she said with a voice that was not her own. “Now I suggest you uncuff my husband…”
After being rejected by Rose, Loki turns to a deadly force for help.
So this is how we lose the earth.“ Jake lets out a dry laugh. "A megalomaniac and his army of pepper potts.” “Don’t underestimate the Daleks. Never.” The Doctor states gravely. He has grabbed Rose’s hand. Only she can feel that he is shaking. Like always only she is allowed a glimpse of his weaknesses. “And I don’t think Loki’s come for the Earth.” “Why is he here then?” Jake asks, his eyes tightly fixed on the thousands and thousands of Daleks that darken the sky over London like a swarm. The Doctor doesn’t answer. He can’t bring himself to say the words. But Rose - his brave Rose - can. “He’s here for me…”
Like I said before, I took a couple liberties (I made the season late winter/early spring.. which, really, was an excuse to draw Loki in a wool coat, hahaha) I also couldn’t decide to draw a tradition portrait, or having them with the absinthe or just go for a “moment in time” type feel. I opted for the latter. I love traditional stuff… but I always felt they lacked something, emotion-wise. So there we go! I hope that made sense, lol. Colours will come later!
Stolen Stars: Twenty-three chapters. It is said that the Snake and the Wolf will bring the end of the world. This, of course, is true. Regeneration, Romance, and Ragnarok. What more could a girl ask for?
Stolen Stars extras (graphics, gifsets, and music) can be found here.
It was the first day of school, and the school was already filled with the happy noises and laughter of new friendships being made. Kids sat with kids and shared their lunches their mummy had packed for them the night before. As Rose Tyler sat with her newly-made friends, Mickey and John Smith (but he just asked everyone to call him ‘The Doctor’), she looked to the corner where a boy stood by himself.
So Rose jumped up and walked over to this boy, and introduced herself, her small hand shot out for a handshake, like her mother taught her to.
“My name’s Rose Tyler” she said, her tongue poked out from her teeth.
“I’m Loki” the other boy said quietly “Loki Odinson”
“Are you Thor’s brother? I couldn’t tell” Rose said
“No-one can. I’m adopted” Loki said sadly
Rose sat down in front of this boy, and pulled his arm down gently so he sat down with her “Would you like to be my friend?” she asked
Loki had never smiled so much in his life
No someone please stop me worst drabble ever why why why why
“Get in the back, mate,” Mickey said. “We need to get out of here before Torchwood shows up and takes you back to the Tower.”
“How long ‘ave we got?” she asked her partner.
“Ten minutes, tops?” Mickey replied. “I dunno, it was a massive read on the meter. They would have gotten it by now. Are you sure you don’t want to just let Torchwood handle this?"
Rose looked over at the tall, raven-haired humanoid who was inspecting the truck warily. She sighed.
"I can handle him for now.”
“How on earth does such a contraption move?” the man–Loki, he had told her–asked. “Is it magic?”
“You really aren’t from around here, are ya? Hop on, Guns,” Rose ordered, rapping the bed of the truck sharply. The alien glared at her flippant tone, but climbed inside, wincing as his injured side stretched. Rose made a note to look on it when they were off Torchwood’s radar. “And hold tight.”
“Is it just me, or do you hear a helicoptor?"
Mickey was right, the buffeting of helicopter blades could be heard over the howling wind. Rose inhaled.
"Shit, let’s move.”
Rose slipped into her seat, slamming the door behind her. Mickey started up the engine, and Rose heard muffled shout from behind them. Craning her head around to the rear window, she saw Loki wide-eyed and clinging to the rail of the truck bed.
“Guess he’s never been in a car before. You should probably take it–”
She was cut off by Mickey pealing out of the building with a startling lurch. Rose heard another yell from the truck bed and she turned again to make sure he hadn’t flown off the side.
Maybe it was a little harsh, but Rose couldn’t help but laugh at the terrified deer-in-headlights expression on Loki’s face as he gripped the side of the truck like his life depended on it.
They were at a stop light, fairly certain that Torchwood wasn’t on their tail, when Rose rolled down her passenger window.
“You alright back there, mate?”
“I would demand that you let me off this metallic creature. Now.” His voice was tight, and Rose could tell from his slight trembling that he was probably feeling nauseous too.
“Feelin’ car-sick are we?” she teased. She giggled and looked at Mickey, who had a grand time playing Fast 'n Furious whenever the situation might even slightly call for it. Probably picked it up from the Doctor. “Pull over. I’ll get in the back. Our guest isn’t taking his first car-ride very well.”
Mickey obeyed, and they pulled into the back of a petrol station. No one was around to see the metal-and-leather man in the back of the truck. Rose climbed out and met Loki as he jumped down from the back with bared teeth. Rose wasn't intimidated.
“Is there not another mode of transport I might acquire?” Loki asked, stiff and indignant.
“Sorry, fastest way is by car. We need to get you to my place an’ patch you up,” she explained. “Just a few more minutes, yeah? You can ride up front with Mickey for now. It’s much more comfortable, promise."
With a huff, Loki gave in and Rose opened the passenger door for him. She was pleased to hear a muttered thank you from the being before she closed it behind him.
As she held on to the railing in the back of the truck, Rose Tyler grinned.