I gave you my word. I would return.
(Fonte: bartonsnethers)
THE RAGNAROK TRIO: Father, Son, and the Holy Ghost.
The source for this stunning manip: Loki and Jane Facebook
Thor AU: Loki pays Jane a visit.
T H E T R I N I T Y: the three who dared to gaze into the abyss, only to find it gazing back.
the architect: the woman who opened up the heavens, charted the stars, and loved the physical embodiment of the universe; the woman with one foot in the present, and one foot in space.
the messiah: the man whose technology brought humanity to a new age of evolution, who delivered a missile into space and saw the vast unfathomable endlessness of the universe, who will write the earth into the center of the realms in the shape of his mechanical heart.
the godkiller: the god who will be punished until the end of time, who will rain down chaos and wrath in the name of fate, who will litter the universe with the bodies of deities, who will commit the impossible and strip the immortals of immortality; loki silvertongue, loki godkiller, who will render all flesh into grass.
(Fonte: ilvalentinos)
…and for a while, the stars loved me back.
Like some child possessed, the beast howls in my veins → Requested by accioscabior
tags: Loki, Jane Foster, Lokane, Tom Hiddleston, Natalie Portman, Marvel, LokixJane, Hear My Queue!, 
Requested by lokixjanesupportress for her fanfic King of Dreams
“Blow, northern wind—send to me my darling. Blow, northern wind, blow, blow, blow,” he began, his voice low and purposeful. “Radiant in her chamber is the fair lady I know. She is so stunning to behold that this lady overpowers me—a fair and noble pleasure.” He swallowed, and his head tilted toward her, though he did not lift his eyes. “Never have I encountered a woman of blood and of bone who could be more lovely in all this splendid world.”
Jane’s heart began to beat faster again, even as his voice grew softer.
“Her luminous cheek is alight like a lantern in the night,” he murmured. “Her face gleams so bright. So fair she is, and fine. A lovely neck she has to embrace. Her arms and shoulders are all men could wish for, and fair fingers to enfold.”
And then he raised his eyes and captured hers. When he spoke, his voice was broken and quiet.
“Would to God she were mine.”
Excerpt from Fallen Star (x)
