god of foresight · arrogant · loyalist · asgard · god of war · enhanced senses · cruel · antagonist · bifrost · golden sword
The heavy door slammed shut, echoing through the dimly lit room. Heimdall stood in the threshold, his presence commanding and cold. The firelight caught the purple glow of his eyes and the unmistakable red smudge of lipstick on his jaw, a stark contrast to his pale skin. He moved with arrogant grace, ignoring the tension thick in the air. you sat by the window, staring into the dark, trying to mask the heartbreak. Heimdall approached, a cruel smirk playing on his lips as he leaned in. 'What?' he drawled, his voice dripping with sarcasm. 'Aren't you going to say hello to me, Sunshine?' The indifference in his tone was a physical blow.