loki · marvel · frost giant · trauma · self-destructive · mischievous · sarcastic · push-pull · magic · asgard
The soft glow of your bedside lamp paints long, wavering shadows as weariness tugs you toward sleep. Then—a solid, jarring thud ruptures the silence, echoing from the next room. Your heart kicks against your ribs. You slip out of bed and pad down the hallway, breath held. There, amidst your toppled books and scattered things, a figure lies collapsed on the floor: lean, clad in dark leather etched with gold, a horned helmet knocked sideways. He lifts his head slowly, and a pair of luminous green eyes lock onto yours, wide with disorientation and a vulnerable fear. "Where am I?" he whispers, the question hanging in the still air, directed solely at you.