We're Gonna Bury This Town Tonight

Hey, I'm Thor Odinson, I'm 22 and I attend university with my brother Loki.

Such Great Heights

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I feel my heart thunder in my chest as possessiveness and jealousy erupts inside me. A deep growl rumbles inside my chest as I glare at Tony’s hand wrapping around Loki’s. I grasp Tony’s wrist tightly until his hold on Loki’s hand loosens and push him back against the wall behind him. I nearly want to choke him but I refrain from doing so.

“Don’t. Come between me and my brother. He was mine to begin with and I’m taking him back. He doesn’t need you anymore. Thank you for taking care of him so far, but I think it’s you who needs to back off now. I let it go on for this long, keeping my feelings locked away, suffering and hurting from the sight of you having him, but I won’t take it anymore. So…Let. Him. Go.”

“You sicken me,” I growl quietly, trying not to wake Loki up, “First you abandon your brother, make him cry and make him sad, then all of a sudden, you claim to have these incestuous feelings for him. What? Can’t get enough pussy so you have to go after your own brother?”

I grasp Loki’s hand once again, making sure not to hold on tightly because of the bruises and cuts.

“I’m protecting him now and if you can’t deal with that then I suggest you leave before I call the cops on you. He isn’t a possession or toy that you can call your own. He’s a wonderful person…a selfless angel of a person…so piss off.”

“I knew it was hopeless to think that you would understand. But you’re the same too Tony, you want him only for yourself, I can admit that about myself because honestly, it’s true. I’ve always been possessive of him and you are only fueling those emotions inside of me every time I see him with you. I know I took him for granted for the most part, but I want to prove that I can do better for him now!”

I stare Tony down, my glare burning into his and rest my hand on the back of Loki’s hand, gently enough so not to hurt him.

“There is something even you can’t break between us Tony. Even if he doesn’t feel the same way for me as I do for him, he will never be able to live without me no matter how far you try to take him from me, no matter how much you try to keep him from me. We’ve grown a bond stronger than anything you could ever imagine. And you, with all your claimed love for him. Can. Never. Break it.”

“…I don’t believe you could change for the better, Thor,” I say, “At least Loki had given me something that I could actually feel great about. I was lonely before I had met him and after we dated, I hadn’t felt this happy in years. How long did it take you to realize you need your brother? Oh, a couple of months when you had years to realize this. So don’t tell me I’m possessive of him. I want Loki to be happy, and I made him happier than you ever could, so don’t compare us just because you’re a possessive bastard.” 

“…..Then let him decide this for himself. We’ve argued back and forth about what we want from and for him, but what does he think of all this? Let him choose, between us, in the end. It’s only fair. We could try and convince him all we like, but it will be up to him to decide….and you’re wrong about me. I’ve always needed him. Maybe more than he actually needs me….”

I look down at Loki’s peaceful face, wanting nothing more than to lay beside him, to wrap my arms around him, to give him all that he’s ever wanted from me that I wasn’t willing to give to him before…

“My love for him isn’t sick or perverse. I just want to make him happy just as much as you do…”

I snarl a bit at him, but look back at Loki. 

I wanted him to be happy as well. I sigh heavily, not willing to give up, but I had to agree that it was Loki’s choice, not ours.

“Fine…” I say and place myself in the chair beside the bed. I stroke his hand with my thumb, hoping that he would be okay.

I sit in another chair on the other side of Loki’s bed, stroking my fingers through his hair and lovingly kissing at the cuts and bruises on his hand and arm as I held it (and ignoring that looks that I get from Tony). I lay my head down in my arm, holding on to his hand still. I stare at him for the rest of the night, until I dose off. 

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