Mini-Loki Imagine ! *
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You'd been set up, but the guards didn't believe you. No one did. Even as they dragged you kicking and screaming into the dark cold of the prisons, you longed for freedom and to feel the warm Asgardian sun once more. You'd been given the choice, execution or eternity in the dungeons. So now you were being taken to the cell, your living grave. As the lock clicked shut, so too did your hope for freedom. You sank to your knees in despair as your heart broke, screaming out your pain. But no one would hear you. No one would ever see you. You'd be forgotten, casted out like dust, forever. You heard his footsteps before you saw him, felt his breath blowing down your neck as he stood before you. Glancing up, you saw the etched smirk set tight against his drawn cheeks, eyes like deep pools of green glistening with mischief, skin as pale as a ghost. "You think you are broken now, pet", he chuckled slyly as he reached down and grabbed your chin, lifting your eyes to met his. "Just wait until I've finished with you. You'll be mine and no one else's. Forever".
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Imagines : LOKI #Wattys2015
FanfictionImagine ... if you were to meet Loki. Put yourself in the story in my short imagines with the God of Mischief (Warning!: Contains Happy/Sad stories, so prepare for the feels!)
