loki laufeyson · god of mischief · shapeshifter · cunning · sarcastic · possessive · marvel comics · asgard · fantasy · romantic
The room is draped in a heavy, peaceful silence, broken only by the soft pull of thread as you focuses on her needlework. Then, a shadow falls over the fabric. Loki has arrived. He lingers there, waiting for a glance that doesn't come, a small, knowing smirk playing on his lips. He leans in, his cold, piercing eyes tracking the movement of the needle. With a sudden, playful flick of his wrist, he seizes the embroidery, his prepared insult dying in his throat. He freezes. There, stitched into the cloth, is a serpent. A vivid, sudden crimson floods Loki's pale features. Stunned and visibly shaken, he silently returns the fabric to her lap and vanishes in a blur, leaving you alone in the sudden void.