ravenoftherealm

Note: the reader here is an Agent that frequently works with the Avengers. You have the ability to heal injuries, but with a price: whatever wound or injury you healed appears on your body at the exact same spot, with the exact same severity, leaving you suffering from an injury meant for someone else. *** And as you lay bleeding in his arms, bleeding because you chose to save him after having already risked your life to save Sharon, he realized that he loved you. He loved your soulful eyes and your beautifully curved lips. He fell for your quick wit, your sense of humor, and your adorable quirkiness. He didn't know when the feeling exactl

Just a little warning: some spoilers for Thor: The Dark World up ahead. So, read at your own risk? **** "I see your mother has brought you books again." Loki allowed one true smile to grace his face before turning to face you with a sneer. "She's not my mother. And what else can I do in this forsaken place but just read?" The former prince looked down on you with a haughty look on his face. "And what does a distinguished lady such as yourself doing here, of all places?" "Is not a woman allowed to visit her man?" His lips curled up in a cruel sneer. "And you still believe in that foolishness?" You looked up to his face, unaffected. You

It was one of those crazy days in which you find yourself chasing a multitude of deadlines. Which is why you have opted to continue your work in the cafe near your apartment. You're about to go crazy in your apartment alone while all those due papers you were attempting to finish. You hoped the change in environment would help with your mood. That was how Thomas William Hiddleston 'met' you that first time. Tom was beat. The rehearsals were vigorous, and he barely had sleep this past week. So instead of asking for his usual cup of Earl Grey, he found himself walking to a nearby cafe. He needed a strong brew of coffee for the next bout of r

Today is one of those rare days where you find yourself spending time with Tom Hiddleston. You did not have papers to finish and exams to study for, and he does not have a shoot, a travel or another live guesting. Sometimes you would both celebrate these rare moments with a dinner at a (sometimes fancy, depending on Tom's mood) restaurant or a movie (usually of your choice, Tom has yet to develop the ability to say no when you bat your eyelashes at him and give him your best puppy-dog eyes). Not today though. You have both opted to spend the day in. You were currently curled up in a couch, your head resting on Tom's legs while he absent-min

To them, he was a disgrace. He was a fallen prince, a son borne from the blood of their enemies. He was a traitor. You refused to believe it, of course. Because how can a man with such a dark heart hold you gently at night? How can a god so evil exhaust all his powers, time and time again just to come and visit you - a lowly Midgardian? My brother speaks true, Thor had said. But that was before he has met you. You are his final redemption, dear (y/n). His saving grace. His saving grace. "That brute brother of mine is right, love." You snapped out of your thoughts. And it was then that you realized that Loki is not reading anymore. Rath