Let’s tell the story

Loki stands behind the rich, red curtain. The bottom is laced with a thick golden rope….
He knows the show is about to begin, but he must stay there a bit longer. His own show will be much, much more interesting, and he knows it. All of Asgard knows of his talents that are shown this way.

Of a prostitute

Tony sits, slumped in the chair of his private quarters of the Metropolitan Opera House. Tapping at the glass in his hand, he awaits the ‘escort’ assigned to him for the night. 
“Tch.” he clicks his tongue, just before the curtain draws back and arms go from his shoulders, pressing in a soothing way, down to his chest. Such arms lace together just below the arc reactor.
“How may I help you, sir?” A woman coos in his ear.

And the man

Tony huffed.
“‘Bout time…” He says, head turning to get a look at the woman.

Who falls in love…..

Her long, ivory-pale legs are surely exposed. The woman’s shorts, more like hot pants, much too tight on her hips and yet her slender waist having no issue with such. Her shirt, barely fitting or buttoned, is too short as well; it barely going over her belly button. The top of the shirt, which can even be called obscene in Tony’s world, barely fits around her large, DD (Tony assumes) chest. Yet, it seems almost unfair to Tony, but he shrugs it off. 
She moves to meet him halfway. Her face much like snow compared to her raven black hair, swirling with curled ends all the way down past her hips. Her eyes, green, dance with a glow that’s much too bright for the dimming lights. Her plump lips are pale as well, yet a hint of rose underneath.

With her.

Tony’s glass tumbles from his hand towards the floor. Somehow, though, the woman finds a way to catch it just in time, not even one drop spilling out.
“……. God.” Tony breathes.
“Actually, it’s Luka. But thanks.” She smirked with a wink.

And I just wanna say,

Thanks for staying. I know that I haven’t been active at all on here, and that sucks.
My writing just…..

I get spurts of it and then it’s gone.

So I’ve decided to keep on writing some fanfics and posting them here.

Right now I have a El Tango De Roxanne - FrostIron.

Thanks guys

AniMun

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WHO ARE YOU

I HAVENT BEEN ON THIS BLOG IN AGES. thank you

allhisinsecurities:

FIND MARIZELA PEREZ

I have seen the fandoms - hell, all of tumblr - do so many amazing things. Let’s do one more. This beautiful woman went missing, but even now she’s not forgotten. Sure, it’s been a long time, but haven’t we all lived too long to not know that sometimes the world works on crazy random happenstance and that just the right person in just the right corner of the world may make all the difference.

At least we have to try.

Reblog this. Reblog this till it spreads like wildfire. Please. Help us find her.

~

“Kin~” He grinned, wrapping his long arms around her.
“How have you been?”

askthunderthor:

demi-godofmischief:

Loki closed his eyes a minute before opening them again, letting them adjust.

He looked over Thor, stopping at ‘her’ eyes. Something always caught him there…. Maybe the blue, the vibrancy…. he wasn’t sure.
He brought a finger to his mouth and chewed on the end of it, trying to focus.
“…… It may be possible to track the enchantress by magic…. I must see what I can do.”

He gave her a small, weary smile.
“Is there a library I can work in…?”

Thor’s face faltered slightly at the mention of the library, a place she had never been fond of herself. “There is one, but I fear I haven’t had the time to clean it yet. I did not find the books there much use, but I imagine you brought your own?” she asked, motioning for him to follow her. She hardly wanted to get out of the bed’s warmth, but it seemed it was time to get to work.

Heading up another set of stairs and down the hallway, she opened a double set of grand doors to reveal a magnificent library (dusty and dirty, of course).

Loki’s eyes narrowed at the slight falter, but said nothing of it.
“Mmh. That is fine. I can clean it, and yes I did bring some of my own. Thank you, despite.” He murmured, rolling out of the bed to follow her. The warmth left him quickly, but he ignored it the best he could.

He followed her up the stairs, trying to focus on the stairs themselves or the walls.
He looked into the library before taking a few steps in. Taking a small inhale through his nose, he let slip a small, easy smile.
“This will do just fine.”

Kairo.

-pets her hair gently-

Has something happened?

(Well, I haven’t been here in a long, long time.

Huh….

I’ve got 2 or 3 people I need to reply to, and I’m sorry I take so long.
I appreciate all of you that are still here. I really do.

For those of you who have heard of issues that came up, if you would like my side, just drop by my ask box. If not, that’s fine.
I don’t feel like making people choose. Simply feel like making people know both sides.

Thanks,

Nat.)