Loki Thor Fanart Novels & Stories

Logan yelled, exaggerating the situation. “You, dumbass, where is our real friend?” “Do you want to die?” I snarled at them. Thore was laughing so hard while watching us. “Look at him, Raylie. This is the elegant and fashionable kind of guy.” Loki pointed at Thore. Thore stood up and posed like a fashion icon. I glared at them. So, these punks enjoyed this, huh! That book was indeed useless! I irritatingly turned to my food and started eating.

He was almost looking like he was wearing a corset. His face was slimmer and sharper, and his short beard was pitch black. His long black hair was brushed back away from his head, sleek and very much the opposite of how most men in this world keep their hair. The thought struck me: Loki, the Norse trickster god, was a vain creature! In this situation, it seemed almost funny. It seemed so misplaced and strange, like everything else here. “Now, let us get your thunder wolf forward! I’m dying to teach Thor a lesson he won’t forget!”

Elric stopped at a page with a brown smudge across the bottom, which held a recipe titled "Lich Eternal". It was a horrible spell calling for items Aelfric had never heard of, not to mention a hefty blood sacrifice. It called for something called "Claimed Chimera claw", and "Horbus Moreas pollin". He could hardly make out the directions, but the notes scribbled at the bottom of the page read "Consciousness lost 8 hours. Eyes bled briefly upon waking. Stimuli are strange. Hard surfaces feel malleable, I am unbreathing, though my heart beats still.

"I control everything. Even the stars in the sky." Thorlon waved his hand in the air, changing the positions of the stars, and Erin sucked in a sharp breath. "I can also control what you see." He demonstrated by waving his hands in the air again. Erin's heart raced when she saw a shirtless image of Thorlon in the sky. Her core twitched, and her stomach felt sick in a good way. His arms were muscular, and veins snaked their way down them. His chest was to die for. He looked like what every girl would gladly roll their tongues over.

So why does the loom say otherwise? My fingers twitch toward the thread again and this time I don’t hesitate. I grab it and yank hard. Magic slams into me like a wave. I’m not standing in the shrine anymore. I’m in a dream. A nightmare. A memory. A place that is all three at once. And Loki’s here too. Not in flesh, but in presence. Woven from shadow and light, tall and sharp and entirely too pleased with himself. “You touched it,” he says. “Curious girl. I knew you wouldn’t be able to resist the urge to fight.”

All my life I have been treated like dirt, but Loki is carefree and looks at me differently. I smile as we reach the stream, watching as Loki finds a deeper part, using it to wash the dirt from his body. My heart races and I begin to see him even more differently. He is tall and very muscular. His hair is black, but his eyes are green. Something inside me is burning as I watch him rub the water all over his body…. I have never felt this way before.

“Saw an open cage.... walked right in....SERIOUSLY KATE, WHAT WERE YOU THINKING?” “I’m sorry I-I wasn’t thinking...” she whispered weakly. “I KNOW YOU WEREN’T THINKING. IT WAS A RHETORICAL QUESTION DAMMIT!!!” he smacked the steering wheel so hard that she thought it might unhinge from its joint. “IF THAT LOKI GUY FROM AVENGERS HAD A TWIN SISTER, THEN THAT WOULD BE YOU!......Fu*king unbelievable...” Kate couldn’t help but smile a little at his outburst because more than all the superheroes, she adored Loki ( the Lord of mischief ) the most. She simply admired his chaotic nature.

Given her understanding in controlling and manipulating the desires, health, and prosperity of others, she’s a being whose understanding and power are almost without equal. Loki Loki used to be a mischievous god who could shape-shift and can take up animalistic forms. He conceived a scheme to purpose the death of Balder. Upon gaining knowledge of that mistletoe used to be the only component that should damage Balder, he placed a branch into the hands of the blind god, Hod, and tricked him into throwing it at Balder, killing him. Thor Thor was once Odin’s most widely-known son. He was the protector of humanity and the effective god of thunder who wielded a hammer named Mjöllnir. Among the Nor

Loki opened the container and a black scorpion crawled out and climbed on her stomach . "what... what.. what the hell get it off !! " she scream out tryin push it off . " luvo bacaxzw "Loki whispered and the scorpion climbed up to her face . "arghhhh get off me! " she scream out loud . the scorpion climbed her face and it slid into her mouth down into her throat . "the scorpion is gonna kill the child inside her , just matter of time " Loki said and I smile , one thing he doesn't know is I have my own plans .

Lolo was lying on my lap, looking around innocently with wide, curious eyes. “No.” I lowered my head and clenched my teeth. “Those Aesir gods are really despicable. So many of them ganged up on him and still struck so viciously. I heard they didn’t just wound Loki—his dragon nearly died too…” At this point, Lolo suddenly turned his head toward me, his small four wings pressed tightly against my chest. “Goo… goo…” “Thor was among those people, right?” I paused slightly and replied, “Yes.”