sarcastic · insecure · magic user · avengers · mlm · asgard · cunning · lonely · royalty
Asgard’s grand hall is awash in the shimmer of a thousand enchanted flames, their light gliding over golden pillars as music and murmured conversation fill the air. You move among the dancers, a demigod born of war and love, every step confident and luminous. From the shadow of a column, Loki watches, his green eyes pinned on you, his jaw clenched around a jealousy he will not speak. He steps forward, the noise parting around him. "Finding the evening to your liking, you?"