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Imagine

Imagine Loki broke your heart when he left you at the alter, but when you try to move on years later he…isn’t exactly accepting.

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“Why him?!”, Loki growls in the midst of our shouting match. I turn back around to face him spitting out a short humourless chuckle while tears are still streaming down my face.

 “You left me, Loki… What was I supposed to do?” I ask incredulously. “Wait until you finished conquering a world to talk about our  relationship status?” He shook his head sadly, not knowing what to say to the face of the woman he loves so dearly but hurt so much. “You left me Loki, you are the one who left me with the shattered pieces of my heart on that altar. Don’t judge me for what I did with them.”

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Terrible, Awful, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day

TITLE: Terrible, Awful, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day.

CHAPTER NO./ONE SHOT: One shot

AUTHOR: Tragically-Sarcastic

ORIGINAL IMAGINE: Imagine that you are extremely pissed off at yourself and say “fuck me” to yourself. Loki hears it and takes it as an invitation.

RATING:

NOTES/WARNINGS: Kinda seggsy, I’ve never written anything smutty so please don’t come for meeee lol

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I was wet and, regrettably, not the good kind.

I woke up to a leak in my apartment this morning…directly over my bed. To make matters even better, my phone had been halfway plugged up over night so my alarm didn’t go off.

So I’m wet and late, I’ve only been awake fifteen minutes and I’m already having a bad day. 

I hustle through my morning routine at near light speed. I hate being late, I’ve never been late before and I’m pissed.  

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Once Upon an Unrequited Love

TITLE: Once Upon An Unrequited Love

CHAPTER NO./ONE SHOT: 6/?

AUTHOR: tragically-sarcastic

ORIGINAL IMAGINE: Imagine 1 2 3 4 5

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NOTES/WARNINGS: So sorry I haven’t updated in so long, hope y’all are still interested lol Ive been working 50 hours a week and any free time I have I end up just wanting to sleep, not think about wording and plot points for my little story. I have a basic plan of what I want to happen in OUAUL but actually finding the time to sit, write it out, and edit it is a whole other story. I really appreciate any feedback y’all give me, and if you like it please comment! It really encourages me to write more if I know y’all enjoy it. 

I hope y’all are staying safe and healthy! <3

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 We are almost to the house when I decide to show Loki my main pass time since I’ve come here, my garden. 

“Loki,” I turn toward him and begin to say. “Would you like to see my garden?”

He looks lost in thought for a moment, so I repeat my question. 

“Oh, of course darling.” He says once I finally get his attention.

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Trigger Warning - mentions of past abuse

Imagine you used to be in a abusive relationship. You are just starting to get serious with Loki and explain to him that, although you’ve always liked alittle…roughness… in the bedroom, that you’ll feel more comfortable going slow the first few times since this is the first time you’ve wanted to take that step with someone since it happened.

He obviously is understanding, holding your hand when you get tears in your eyes from recalling those dark times.

After you finished telling him about it he gives you a long hug that soon turns sensual as one hand comes to rest on the back of your neck, gently tugging on your hair so you’re looking up at him.

“You are so brave for living through that, thank you for sharing that with me.”

You watch as his eyes trail around your face, not noticing his other hand until you feel it slide down your back to claim a firm grip high up on the back of your thigh.

“Let me assure you darling, the only time this hand strikes you here…” he trails off as his face slowly turns intense, gripping your hair just alittle bit tighter, forcing your chin up just a bit more.

His face comes closer, his lips a hairs breath away.

“You’ll be begging for more.”

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Once Upon an Unrequited Love

TITLE: Once Upon an Unrequited Love

CHAPTER NO./ONE SHOT:5/?

AUTHOR: Tragically-Sarcastic

ORIGINAL IMAGINE: Imagine 1 2 3 4 

RATING:

NOTES/WARNINGS: I wrote this in one sitting, I have no earthly idea how.

 FYI: I made up the Circle, I tried to search for a mythical place that you could find in a forest, but none of them felt right. I used an Icelandic translator, so please don’t come for me if the translations are incorrect lol (research said that Icelandic is the closest modern language to old norse) 

The entrance of the circle was inspired by a picture prompt, when I saw it I was smacked by the idea of my Circle myth. I wrote down all the details I thought of and started writing this chapter. I had already written the last half, so I have a pretty decent sized chapter.

Hope everyone is staying safe and healthy!

Happy Reading, my back hurts from sitting at my desk to write this! 

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“So where exactly are we going in this endless forest, and how do you know where we are going?” Loki asks, looking around at the trees that all seem identical to him.

“I come here everyday, so its a memorized path.” She says with a smile and a shake of her head. 

“Are you going to tell me what you are showing me? Or shall I walk for another hour in suspense.” He says, trying to look annoyed but failing. 

“What?” She turns to him with a smirk. “ The God of Mischief can’t take some mischief right back?”

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Once Upon an Unrequited Love

TITLE: Once Upon An Unrequited Love CHAPTER NO./ONE SHOT: 4/? AUTHOR: Tragically-Sarcastic ORIGINAL IMAGINE: Imagine Part One Part Two Part Three RATING: NOTES: Sorry it’s been so long! School is about to start and work has been crazy lol

Don’t forget to tell me what you think in the comments! Seeing positive feed back is my biggest inspiration to write. I hope everyone is staying healthy and happy!

Happy Reading!

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“So this is the spare room I have,” I said while gesturing to the room. ”it is not very large but it will have to do while you’re staying with me.”

We walk into the very plainly decorated room, I don’t have guests… well…ever. So it’s not exactly in tip-top shape. However, knowing Loki I’m sure he will wave a hand and have it exactly as he likes the second I’m out of the room. 

The air in the room turns tense, awkward. I’m sure it’s not lost on him that the last time we were alone he had claimed I was a royal hungry Harlot. 

So yeah, awkward.

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Once Upon a Unrequited Love

TITLE: Once Upon an Unrequited Love

CHAPTER NO./ONE SHOT: 3/?

AUTHOR: tragically-sarcastic

ORIGINAL IMAGINE:  imagine Part One Part Two

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NOTES/WARNINGS: I love feedback from y’all in the comments, don’t be shy! How did y’all like the letter? I told you I was gonna hurt you a little bit ;p Not as much hurt this time, but those should come soon enough.

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I lean up against the door way leading into my kitchen after I shake myself out of my memories. 

I watch Loki for a moment, he knows I’m here. In all the time we knew each other, no one was ever able to sneak up on him. 

“You’re awake I see.” He says while looking at the pan in front of him.

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Once Upon an Unrequited Love

TITLE: Once Upon an Unrequited Love

CHAPTER NO./ONE SHOT: 2/?

AUTHOR: tragically-sarcastic

ORIGINAL IMAGINE: Original Imagine  Part One

RATING:

NOTES/WARNINGS: I’m gonna hurt y’all a little ;p

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Waking up in my own bed? Normal.

Not remembering how I got there? Not so normal.

I woke up slightly confused, then I heard movement in the kitchen and remembered what happened.

Then the embarrassment kicked in, I fainted like some swooning damsel in a novel.

I flipped over onto my back and stared at the ceiling as I began to think of him again, more accurately, why in the world he was here, of all places. It’s been twenty years since my failed confession in our favorite garden on Asgard. 

I will allow myself to admit to myself that I waited for him the first few years after I left. I had a very naive dream that he would somehow find me, but the hope slowly faded with time.

Why is he here. 

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Once Upon an Unrequited Love

TITLE: Once Upon an Unrequited Love

CHAPTER NO./ONE SHOT: 1/?

AUTHOR: tragically-sarcastic

ORIGINAL IMAGINE: 

imagine that you liked Loki long ago. But he had rejected you once, so you’ve moved on. One day, he appears at your doorstep. He was a lot mellower than you remembered, like dark, burdensome things had happened to him, but was still the good man at heart you knew all those years ago. 

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NOTES/WARNINGS:

I was slapped in the face by inspiration for this imagine, so I answered the call of creativity. Tell me what you think! and check out my writing blog Where-I-Write-Him 

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Someone was knocking on my door.

For a normal house, in a normal location, this occurrence would be…well, normal. 

But my house was not in a normal location. No, my house was in the middle of a magical forest. Protected for hundreds of years by my family line. Very few people outside of my family knew how to enter this forest. 

To be totally honest, I haven’t had a visitor in over 10 years. So obviously, I’m a little startled by the knocking.

Which brings us back to the real issue.

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Him

TITLE: Him

CHAPTER NO./ONE SHOT: 1 of 2

AUTHOR: @where-i-write-him

ORIGINAL IMAGINE: here

RATING: 

NOTES/WARNINGS: No warnings, just feels ;)

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What was it about those eyes of his that grabbed me? That sucked me in and left me breathless? 

I’ve had a attention from males before, here and there, but I had never, in all my years of living, been looked at so bluntly, so matter of fact. Like he was saying. Yeah I’m looking at you, and no I’m not ashamed about doing it. 

After I caught his eye, and also looked away and back several times, one side of his mouth slowly tugged into a small smirk, like he knew I was having a hard time holding eye contact.

He was looking so intensely at me. I had no idea what to do. Do I smile? Do I wave? Do I get up and go to him? I’m a feminist don’t get me wrong, but I’ve never believed in a woman going to the man.

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Hello Your Majesty

TITLE: Hello Your Majesty 

CHAPTER NO./ONE SHOT: 1/1

AUTHOR: @where-i-write-him

ORIGINAL IMAGINE: Imagine Loki is the heir to the throne and when Odin dies you, his lover/girlfriend decide that you will go away for six months while he adjusts to being a king.When you get back…it’s just been announced that he’s engaged.

RATING:

NOTES/WARNINGS: No warnings, except maybe for feels ;)

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Laying in wait in the passage way, I think over my current predicament with the king, what I am to him to be exact. 

His lover, or well to be more accurate, his former lover.

That all changed when he ascended to the throne, what a bothersome thing being the heir to the monarchy is. At least he had his mother left, his father however, is no more. 

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Sorry I’ve been inactive yall! College is kicking my butt😭

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Hi! Are you 'tragically-sarcastic', who is writing 'Once Upon an Unrequited Love' that's posted on the imagine-loki tumblr? if you aren't, sorry to bother, you can just me know you aren't and i won't send any more messages! if you are, hi, i'm a big fan of the Once Upon an Unrequited Love story! i'm glad that my imagine helped inspire you, haha! looking forward to see where it goes. also, so you have an ao3 account?

HI! Yes I’m the writer you are looking for lol ;p I do have an AO3 but I haven't posted any of OUAUL on there. I do however have another story I have a few chapters posted of. I haven't written anymore parts because I've been ultra busy with work but I hope to have a new part ready soon. Thanks for reaching out! I love to hear that people enjoy my writing :D

I hope you have an amazing day!

AO3: Tragically_Sarcastic

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“So it was all a lie?” She asks with a deadly calm voice.

“No...please listen to what I have to say it’s not how it sounds.”

“So you didn’t start warming up to me just to see if I was talking to my fugitive father?”

His silence is the only answer she needed.

“So you’re not a cop?” She says in a matter of fact way.

“Because what else could it be? You plow into my life with no warning, make me-“ her voice cracks, which only makes her more mad.

“You make me love you,” she says, trying her damndest to hold back tears.

“Make me trust you. The first person I’ve truly shared myself with in years... and you were just doing a job.” She sees the blood drain from his face.

“Please tell me I’m wrong. But if I hear one more lie from you... I will leave, and you will never find me again.

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“I’m sorry Ive been quiet lately, I met someone.” She says with a sad smile, fiddling with the rings on her fingers.

“Well... at least I thought I had.”

-Where I Write Him (#11)

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The fire was slowly dying as each camper in the group, one by one, started heading to bed.

And then there was two.

She slowly got to her feet and sat two spots away from the other camper, stiffly waiting for who would speak first, or at least trying to gather the courage to.

“You left.” suddenly breaks the stiff silence.

She turns her head to look at the man beside her.

“Without a word of warning. You left... and I needed you!” His teeth grind in frustration.

“You always kept your feelings close.” She shakes her head. “The whole time we were together I felt like you were hiding a whole side of yourself from me.”

She lets out a long sign she shifts on the log by the slowly dying fire and hangs her head with her elbows on her knees.

“I’m...I’m so tired of this,” She looks up at him then, a worn out look on her face.

“when we were together I knew about your past. I knew that expressing yourself was hard for you. I gave you space when you needed it, I gave you attention when you needed it, and I tried my hardest to be what you wanted. What you needed.” She says, her voice creaking on the last words.

“But I can only give so much love out before I run out of any for me.” She says, her eyes and face slowly going red from suppressing tears.

“I left because I needed to, I needed to get away from you. Because I loved you so fiercely, so completely, that I was losing myself between the lines.” She looks away, back to the slowly burning fire.

“I deserve better than that, I deserve better than a man that saw me slowly becoming a shell of myself... and never said a word.” She whispers as the tears finally fall.

-Where I Write Him (#10)

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“Did you love this one?”

“I’ve loved all of them.” She says with a sigh, looking into her hot chocolate sadly.

“I find them, or sometimes they find me. When they’re broken and beaten, and I want to help them, I see who they could be. If only someone healed them.” The sadness she’s held back for so long grabs a firm grip around her heart.

“But they always leave when they’re fixed, none of them have fixed me.” She looks up to the ceiling, trying to stop the tears from falling.

“All these broken people look at me like I’m their glue. As if it’s their right to take what they need from me without giving anything back,” she shakes her head slightly.

“For years I’ve tried to treat others how I’d like to be treated... but none of them give enough of a damn to even care about me back.” She chuckles without humor.

“Kind of ironic isn’t it,” she looks up and looks her company in the eye.

“The one who fixes everyone... can’t fix herself.”

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-Where I Write Him (#9)