Gifted With Rage And Beauty

//Schhoool. 

So mun has school tomorrow….. SO SHES GONNA STAY UP LATE HAHA! No she’s not. She’s actually sending texts as Ana to people. :P



akaisuzume:

You don’t need

icons.

Or small font.

Or whatever the fuck these things are “{ ✄ } —”

Or even a cool theme

to be quality.

I think a good majority of people on tumblr need to recognize this.





Anonymous whispered:

"Is it wrong that I ship you and Anna? Your Hunger Games A!U is just really cute..... Even if they both are rooting for their district to win I really want them to become either really good friends or a couple because asdfghjkl they're cute"

lokilaufeysonofjotunhiem:

YOU HEAR THAT ANA?!! PEOPLE ARE SHIPPING OUR CHARACTERS!!! *Throws confetti around and dances happily*

It’s not wrong at all, dear Nonnie, in fact, I encourage your shipping. Ship all the ships you want, Nonnie, don’t let anyone stop you from shipping, ship all the ships. And if that ship sinks? SHIP IT UNDER-FUCKING-WATER!

Actually, I ship it too, they’re just so weirdly adorable, and Ana’s mun is just so perfect I cry. Yeah, she’s super cool, so whoever is reading this, if you’re looking for a superb TMI roleplayer, waylandmorgensternlightwood is the right person to rp with..

Anywho, yeah, I’m kind of trying to not so subtly set Loki up with Ana (Shh, don’t tell him). So far, it’s working (at least it is in the HoO thread we have..), so hopefully, Loki won’t chop my head off…..



A Little Light in the Darkness~ Lokiana 

lokilaufeysonofjotunhiem:

lokilaufeysonofjotunhiem:

waylandmorgensternlightwood

He wakes up, or he thinks he does. There’s no difference, it’s all dark, which is not strange to him, he’s become accustomed to darkness. What’s strange is the whispering voices nearby. So close, yet out of reach. He doesn’t attempt…

At the soft words Loki opens his eyes, milky grey eyes staring but not seeing. His fingers wrapped around her smaller ones as if it were his anchor; keeping him from slipping into complete and utter madness.

Ana?” his voice is hoarse and the mere effort of talking hurts his throat, raw from the amount of screaming. “Is it really you?

Ana sighs before she presses a hand to his forehead then his cheek. She sighs and presses a kiss to his forehead gently. He was okay; he was going to be okay. At least physically; mentally was another question all together.

"Yeah it’s really me." She smiles slightly and squeezes his hand gently. "I’m so sorry that this happened to you…. I’m so sorry I couldn’t have stopped it." She murmurs softly before Thor returns with the wet cloth; taking it from him with a quiet thank you; she dabs the wounded skin gently before pressing a soft kiss to his lips.



A Little Light in the Darkness~ Lokiana 

lokilaufeysonofjotunhiem:

waylandmorgensternlightwood

He wakes up, or he thinks he does. There’s no difference, it’s all dark, which is not strange to him, he’s become accustomed to darkness. What’s strange is the whispering voices nearby. So close, yet out of reach. He doesn’t attempt singling out each voice, and instead closes his eyes and lets his thoughts and soft voices lull him back to the land of dreams, that is until he hears a door slam, followed by the familiar yell of a woman he never thought he’d meet again.

Ana had been sitting in the library, catching up on a few new blades that the Iron sisters had made, until Isabelle and Alec had run in and explained what had happened. Before either of the Lightwoods knew it she had slammed the book closed and was sprinting towards the lift and was running towards her and Loki’s old apartment. She struggles to find her key before she unlocks the door and runs up the stairs past Steve Rogers and Tony Stark. 

She pushed past Bruce Banner before she opens the door, slamming it behind her, catching her breath before Thor begins to explain everything that had happened in hush whispers. Unfortunately he didn’t realize how explosive her temper could be. “WHAT DO YOU MEAN TORTURED! BY THE ANGEL THOR HE’S BLIND THIS IS NOT A PAST TENSE VERB THIS IS A DAMNED PRESENT TENSE!” She pushes past Thor; more roughly than the others, before she’s sitting on the bed beside Loki. 

"Loki…. you awake?" She asks before she takes his hand, gently running her thumb over his knuckles, staring at him before she turns and looks at Thor. "Go get a cloth and wet it with cold water. It might stop the skin from blistering from the venom. And if he is fevered it might lower his temperature."



lokilaufeysonofjotunhiem:

The Trickster God and a Shadowhunter - Reincarnation AU

If anyone was to ask him what it felt like to die, Loki wouldn’t know what to answer. Because he truly did not know. One moment his body was overcome by the pain of the sword piercing through his stomach and back, and the next it was as if he was floating aimlessly, watching scenes unfold before him but at the same time no one could see him. Two weeks later he woke up in an unfamiliar body (though he couldn’t for the life of him remember when or if he had gone to sleep), traversing the city with the utmost confusion he’s ever felt.

What had bemused him was that the persona he had taken was somewhat known among the citizens, and he came to know that he now goes by the name Killian. And to his amazement, he had found quite familiar markings upon his person, markings he’d often seen along Ana’s body. Oh Ana, sweet, silly Ana. How he missed her.

His thoughts were interrupted by the voice of an irritating man he’d come to know, babbling on about the newest event held in celebration of peace, yada yada. He hadn’t paid attention until the man mentioned that the Herondales would be attending, and at that, Loki, scratch that, Killian, made the split decision to attend the ceremony.

So here he was, engaged in a conversation with one Isabelle Lightwood, while all he would rather do is search for Ana and hope she would believe his story. Though he was not sure he believed it himself. The tap at his shoulder gave him the needed break and he turned from the dark haired woman with a forced apologetic smile, rolling his eyes as soon as his back was turned to her. He was surprised to see it was Ana who stood before him, but he hid the surprise under a mask of indifference and a charming smile.

“Hello,” he took her hand and pressed a small kiss to her knuckles, “What gives me the pleasure of the beautiful maiden’s company?”

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Ana looked at him, studying his face before she smiles, he looked nothing like Loki yet she was reminded of him when she looked at the man in front of her. She looks around and notices everyone staring at the two of them. She didn’t recognize him but that wasn’t new when she visited Idris; everyone knew her and yet she knew no one. 

She feels her eyes widen when she feels a kiss pressed to her knuckles before she quickly pulls her hand away. “I realized that I have never met you; or quite a few others here; so I decided to introduce myself. Anastasia Herondale.” She looks around before she bows quickly. “if anyone asks I did not do that.” 

She glances around the ball once more before she notices that Alec and Magnus were giving her thumbs up before they began to dance to the slow tempo. She turns around and smiles at the man in front of her before she points to the dance floor. “Would you like to dance Mr….”



lokilaufeysonofjotunhiem:

Victoria Era //Closed//

Loki shakes his head with a light laugh, “Aha, the wardens. I do remember the days when mother had them trail my every move.” his lips tugged in a pleased smile at seeing her flushed cheeks, clasping his hands behind his back. With a tilt of his head, he could make out the approaching silhouettes of two wardens yelling Lady Anastasia’s name.

“The pleasure is all mi-ah!” he stumbles when she pulls him along, laughing at the wardens’ startled expressions before he runs alongside her, barely taking notice of how her small hand fit in his, “I must say, it has been some time since I’ve last had a proper run.”

Ana grins at him before she pulls him into a highly forested area before she starts running towards a clearing. Her long blonde hair flying behind her before she smiles at him, stopping once they reached the clearing. “My parents never made Jace use them yet when I became 13 there they were; watching my every move.” She shrugs before she walks around the clearing slowly. 

"That’s a true shame that you have not a had a proper run. But then again some are too proper too run; they are too busy with their noses up in the air. They don’t take the time to look around and see what’s truly around them." She looks at him before she purses her lips. "I’m sorry about my…. babbling. My father says that my mind is so open that all sense I have ever had has long since fallen out. My mother says I simply have a vision." 



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jennyupabove:

Headcanon: The trolls make Anna one of these for her wedding.

WIth the right wire and stones, I might be able to make this.  Not too far of a stretch from what I make now.  That would be a fun prize to raffle.

Raffle? I’d BUY it! Especially if it’s colored like the second to last one. Sooo pretty.


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HMMMMMMM 

ITS BACK

Everybody should have this on your blog



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