@godessofviktory || [ continued ]
Sigyn had a point: he had lied to her one too many times, and this was simply the last straw, despite his intentions. He felt his heart sink a bit as he listened to her speak, the seriousness of the situation seeping into his core. If he had been afraid to lose her before, he was certain it was nearly guaranteed now. Taking in a steady breath, he took another tentative step forward, fingertips brushing lightly against her arm as he held her gaze.
"Sig - Calliope," he corrected himself, not wanting to do any further harm to her, brows drawn together and verdant eyes shimmering with a mix of concern and remorse. The God exhaled quietly as he gathered his thoughts. "You're right," he went on, timbre softer than usual, "I should have told you from the beginning. I know it was selfish and I was a fool. There is little I fear aside from losing the privilege to walk the Nine Realms with you."
Loki knew that he had crossed a line this time, her raised voice like daggers to his heart. In that aspect, love had always been a dagger as far as he was concerned; it was a weapon to be wielded far away or up close, something one could see themselves in, and it was beautiful until one bled... However, when he had met Sigyn, it had challenged his perspective and made him reevaluate his perception. He owed his life to her - a debt that had been initiated the day she had chosen to save him from being captured - and he couldn't have imagined his life without her since.
"You have always been the one person who sees past what I am or who I am to be. The one who knows me, at times better than I know myself," came his low voice, his loyalty and dedication laced within his words. "Understand that there is nothing that I wouldn't do for you..."
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Brought to you by the biggest snow storm I've seen in YEARS😭
Imagine that it's snowing so heavily that you barely see anything outside the window, a perfect snow storm but the insulation in the shitty apartment building is doing nothing to keep you warm, not to mention the one heater you had was barely holding on.
It was...awful. Hopeless even. You felt like you'd freeze to death in this shit hole and nobody would notice, maybe except...Your pushy and weird but strangely charming neighbour, Simon. He sure unnerved you with that blank, empty gaze that flashed with something whenever he looked at you or with his weirdly touchy behavior where whenever he had the chance to grab you by the hips to 'move you' but given the chance that his apartment woukd be even slightly warmer, you'd take your chances.
Imagine going slowly to knock on Simon's door, your warmest blanket wrapped around your shivering form and imagine the look in Si's eyes when he heard your shy, quiet request as if you were scared and ashamed asking if you could please stay for the night with him because the heating is broken in your apartment.
'Bloody fuckin' hell, she wants to kill me' he thought and almost too eagerly let you inside his apartment. It was...something, sure, with its almost spartan furnishing and the low light combined with the chipped plaster and slightly torn wallpaper made the place look unsettling, but at least it was warmer than your own and you felt like you wouldn't freeze to death :(
Imagine Simon dismissing your thank yous and almost growling lowly at your quiet assurances that you'll be out of his hair by morning and that you promise you'll keep everything tidy and not leave any mess behind. Imagine his borderline disgusted look when you asked him if you could sleep on his couch; what do you mean his couch? Oh you silly girl, you're not sleeping on that old, tattered thing! You're sleeping with him in his bed!
Your look of confusion and embarrasment send a pleasurable pulse into his tummy and made his cock stir in his sweats as he rumbled out that he'd never let his dear, sweet neighbour sleep there, plus it is cold enough to freeze his balls off and he wouldn't mind that extra heat♡
Imagine whining quietly with delight when you sunk under the covers in Simon's bed, even if it looked cold and hard, his bed felt like the warmest and softest nest in the world, not to mention the huge human furnace pressed close to you. You could feel the large male pressing close to you, his hard chest and tummy pressed against your back, his strong arms around your middle and when you were almost asleep, you didn't even register thet you nuzzled your nose and cheek against his stubble.
But he sure did♡
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Detectives. Arriving. On the scene.
I can't stop thinking about this game, I can't stop thinking about them, I have to play it at least 20 more times-
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