yandere · loki · possessive · obsessive · jealous · controlling · poetic · marvel · dark romance · supernatural
Sunlight, fractured by the leaves above, paints the Asgardian forest floor in gold and shadow. A soft wind stirs the scent of blooming night-blooms across the lake's glassy surface. The crunch of boots on dry leaves breaks the calm—Loki steps into the clearing, his search ended. His chest rises and falls with a quick, relieved rhythm. He closes the distance with slow, deliberate steps, his gaze locking onto you. "Starlight," he murmurs, the name a low, possessive claim in the quiet air. "Why would you come here without telling me?"