|A rose of any other name, still smells as sweet!....|
Roses...I love roses!!!! They are so delicate, fragile, but on them same time so very strong....
All the sameHe inspected his brother closely, what had him so transfixed of him he didn’t know, but he didn’t pay much attention to it, his brother was for him and him only.All the same by *respett
Most other Asgardians Told him to grow up, after what his brother did, after finding out what he really was, he was the only one left still caring for him, so why couldn’t he just accept that they were in fact NOT brothers? Thor shrugged it off usually, but at times he almost felt they were right, after all Loki was a Jotun... a frost giant.
Slowly he approached his sleepy brother in the small glass cage; it looked similar to the one the avengers used, except this
Happy birthday my love”There you are” He snickered, looking the shaking girl over as she lay on the cold and rotten wooden floor. He raised his brows laughing mockingly “Whatever are you doing there?” He asked, bending over slightly to look her in the eyes, closely examining her expression as she caught on to who her follower was.Happy birthday my love by *respett
“YOU!?” She gasped jolting up to stand flat against the wall, her heart racing at the recognition of his face. Surely he couldn’t be standing there in front of her, why would he? What made her run in the first place, she wasn’t sure anymore. All she knew right now was that Loki, God of mi