There It Is

why you gotta hurt me like that

God this hurts It will always hurt and I’ll never recover from this heart break

What happens once you kill yourself? Because I'm ready to go.

You wanna know what happens once you kill yourself? Your mother comes home from work and finds her baby dead and she screams and runs over to you and tries to get you to wake up but you won’t and she keeps screaming and shaking you and her tears are dripping onto your face and your dad hears all the screaming and runs into the room and he can’t even speak because the child that he loved and the child that he watched grow up is gone forever and finally your little sister runs into the room to see what all the fuss is about and she sees you dead. The person she looked up to and loved. The person she bragged about to  her friends, the person she wanted to be just like when she grew up, the person that made her feel safe. But she’s never really going to get to grow up and smile and laugh and love because she’ll always be consumed with this feeling of missing you. And now there’s something missing from your family and they can barely look at each other anymore because everything reminds them of you but you’re gone and hurts more than anything. and you think that your mom never cared because she was always busy and yelling at you to finish your homework and clean your room and forgot to say I love you sometimes but really, she loved you more than anything and she doesn’t leave the house anymore, she can’t even get out of bed and she’s getting thinner and thinner because it’s too hard to eat. Your father had to quit his job and he doesn’t sleep anymore, every time he closes his eyes he sees his baby dead, and the image never goes away no matter how much alcohol he drinks. And at school your best friend sees that your seat is empty and she gets this sick feeling in her stomach and that’s when she hears the announcement. You killed yourself. And suddenly she’s screaming and crying in the middle of class and no one even bothers comforting because they’re all  busy sitting there staring at your empty seat with tears dripping down their cheeks and all she wants is for you to hug her and tell her it’s gonna be okay like you always did, but this time, you’re not there to do it, everything is dark now that you’re gone and her grades are slipping, she barely goes to school anymore and she ended up in hospital after taking too many pills because she wanted to see you again. the girls who used to make fun of the way you dressed feel their throats get tight, they don’t talk to each other anymore, they don’t talk to anyone, they’re all in therapy trying so hard not to blame themselves but nothing works. and your teacher who always gave you a hard time stares blankly at the wall, she quits her job a few days later. And then your boyfriend hears the news and he can’t breathe, he still calls you a lot just to hear your voice and he talks to you on facebook but you never message him back, he can’t fall in love again because every girl he meets reminds him of you, he’s never going to get over you, he loved you and he cries himself to sleep every night, hating himself and slicing his skin because he couldn’t save you and he’s never going to hold you in his arms or hear you laugh again. Now everyone who knew you, whether they were a big part of your life or someone you passed in the hallway a few times a week, they carry this aching feeling around inside them because you’re gone, and they miss you, and they don’t know why you left but it must’ve been their fault and they should’ve stopped you and they should’ve told you they loved you more and that feeling is never going to go away. And so you killed yourself

but you killed everyone else around you too. 

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Y/N, typing: "She knew it was wrong to want someone this much, let alone look at them. He was the God of Mischief, and she knew very well his reputation as the Slivertongue Heartbreaker-"

Loki: No one calls me that.

Y/N: [screams as she turns around to face Loki] C-C-Calls you what?

Loki: If you're going to write fanfiction about me behind my back, you should at least give roughly accurate details.

Y/N: W-What?

Loki, sitting beside you: [hitting the backspace button] "Reputation", my ass. It was more of a rumor that spread through the realm.

Y/N: Loki, what are you doing-

Loki: [typing at a quick speed for a God who doesn't use technology, reading it out loud] "She knew of the stories of how he had bed many a woman through the years."

Y/N: Wh-WHAT

Loki: [typing even faster, ignoring your confusion] "She knew there were tons of women around the universe, not just the world. She had resigned to the thought that she had no chance against the girls on their knees for him."

Y/N: I-I-I...

Loki: [taking a glance at you]

Y/N: [looks away]

Loki: [glances back at the screen]

Loki: [typing] "But little did she know, for him, Loki only had eyes for her."

Y/N: [looks up, eyes widening]

Loki: [activates voice typing, turning to face you] And he always had.

Loki: From the moment he graced his eyes on her, the moment he heard her laugh, the moment she smiled, the moment she had stolen his heart.

Loki: And to him, it was love.

Loki: Unlike the way some would describe the feeling, his world didn't slow down.

Loki: It kept on spinning and spinning until the only word on his mind was her name.

Loki: One he would remember.

Loki: One he would mumble in his slumber as he embraced his pillow tighter.

Loki: One he would call out as his body shook with pleasure, brought by his own hands, wishing they were hers.

Loki: One he would like to say with a sigh, with a smile, with a tear of joy in his eye as he made her his forever.

Loki: And that was just the beginning.

Loki: He needed her smile, he needed her touch, but most of all, he needed to hear her say she loved him.

Loki: [cups your cheek as he looks you deep in the eyes]

Loki: And what better moment than now?

this is ugghhh, I can’t even

Loyalty (Part Three - Soulmate!Loki)

Pairing: Loki x Reader, Soulmates AU

Word count: 11.1k but this is broken into significantly more scenes than last time.

Warnings: In no particular order this chapter includes the following: Depression, Major character death, Angst, and Tooth-Rotting Fluff.

Summary: Soulmates were a gift to Asgard from the goddess Frigga, but Loki was starting to think they might be a curse. 

Notes: Well this is the end! Unfortunately, I didn’t get to edit this as thoroughly as I like. But Thanks for sticking around to see it! I hope you enjoy this story. Please take the time to let me know what you think of this series, and this final chapter! 

There will soon be a spin off of Loyalty, set in the same Soulmate Universe. This will be a spin off not a sequel and will not require reading Loyalty, but reading it will be encouraged. And while it won’t follow this Reader x Loki, they will both be featured as characters in the story (with the Reader of this story given a name in that one to allow that spin off to also be a reader insert fanfiction). So, if you’d like to see more Marvel Soulmate AUs, more of this universe, or more of this Loki and his Soulmate Reader, please let me know in an ask or reblog/reply of this post to add you to the Taglist for my upcoming story, working title “Longing”. 

Start From the Beginning… Part One Previously On… Part Two

(Y/n) stood, arm-in-arm with Freyja, at the entrance to Asgard’s feasting hall. She wasn’t sure if her fears should be heightened or crushed by walking with Freyja. There was the advantage that Freyja unintentionally drew a great deal of attention. No eyes, save perhaps (Y/n)’s family, would be on her. The disadvantage was the obvious. How did anyone compare when walking next to the Goddess of Beauty herself. 

“Relax.” What should have been a comforting word came out as an order from Freyja. “Your family is here, and you will only be sat beside them, Loki, and myself. 

“I still have to get to the seat.” (Y/n) murmured to herself more than her companion.

Freyja rolled her eyes. “You think I would let you fall? You’re liable to take me down with you if you do, and I simply wouldn’t allow for that.” 

“How reassuring.”

Freyja nodded to the guards, and the pair of men pushed the doors open for their entrance. 

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Posting this here because ya never know who needs to hear this. It’s something that I really need to hear most days so hopefully this helps whoever also needs a little reminder. 💖

Also tagging a few friends. 🥰 @deathonyourtongue @superrezzy00 @tarashari-tfp @munteanhore @nuggsmum @mareethequeen @islanddgal @themyscxiras @starrynite7114 @felicity-x0 @beloved-imp @breanime @lavenderrosemind @theoceanhathsolace @jackburtonsays

*He appears in a flash of green light, mumbling and brushing nonexistent dirt off his armor. He looks up to see you and his lips curl into a smirk* Well, well, well. What have we here?

~ L

*startles at the sudden voice in my room* *gasps and drops phone, noticing the person standing there.* Um... hi

@the-haven-of-fiction wait, so you telling me HE’S NOT?????

April 11, 2012: El Capitan Theater, Los Angeles CA [x][x]

“The concept is simple. Take a blank sheet with nothing but the basic outline of a pinup girl and illustrate a unique scene around her.”

Art by David Jablow

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