Hebetrays:

hebetrays​:

       ❝ not  entirely,  since  i  kind  of  sounded  like  a  bitch  when  i  told  her  no. ❞        to  be  fair,  loki  always  sounds  like  a  bitch.        he’s  somewhat  of  a  brat,  getting  angry  and  throwing  a  fit  when  he  doesn’t  get  what  he  wants.        after  closing  the  door  to  the  fridge,  he  pulls  out  his  phone  to  make  sure  no  one  texted  him.        sure  enough,  he  had  a  text  from  one  of  his  friends  asking  him  if  he  felt  like  going  out  tonight.        ❝ jesus  christ,  everyone  wants  something. ❞

     She racks her brain to try to remember if Amare had said anything to her about how she’s been feeling lately, nothing. So she tries to think of something that’s happened recently that could be the thing affecting her sister’s mood. ❝ I mean, it’s not like you told her to fuck off. ❞ Mortem watches as he checks his phone, taking a moment to check her own, the only notifcations she had were from the 7/11 app about coupons she’s earned for being a loyal customer. ❝ Was that her? ❞

helcaged​:

        @conviolo​  sent  :    “  it's  all  going  according  to  plan.  ”

          dark  lips  pull  into  a  wolf-like  grin,    gazing  out  across  the  shining  beacon  that  is  asgard.        this  is  where  she  belongs,    where  they  belong.        her  brother’s  foolishness  is  unfortunate    —    a  son  of  odin  could  have  been  a  valuable  tool,    but  he’d  made  his  choice  when  he  attempted  to  use  mjölnir,    of  all  things,    against  her.    that  she  is  not  alone  in  her  triumph  is  thrilling.        mortem,    by  her  side  as  she  should  always  be.

        “    it  is    —    and  it  shouldn’t  take  long  for  the  people  to  settle,    without  the  princes.    ”        venom  creeps  into  her  tone,    something  wild  glinting  in  icy  eyes.    she’d  known  that  odin  would  replace  her,    but  that  hardly  made  facing  those  boys  any  less  insulting.

                her  face  softens  as  she  turns  back  to  mortem,    chilled  fingers  reaching  for  the  other  goddess.        “    we  will  bring  asgard  to  the  height  of  its  potential,    accomplish  what  my  father  was  too  much  of  a  coward  to  reach  for.    ”

     She had waited centuries for this moment. To be in the presence of her love without being shackled in the depths of Inferos, she no longer stood before the mirage of Hela that played over and over, recreating her fall by Odin’s hands. The sight that shook her to her very core was gone, and it was replaced with more than she could ever hope for. Fenris was able to roam once more, now with the company of the Equitim that Mortem had created with a pieces of her horns and Hela’s blade. Beautiful things of complete descruction they were, and did they want to do what they did best, yet their time would come.

     When Hela had broken her chains, the sudden rush of exhilaration was unmatched, they couldn’t have their moment then, for they had work to do. With the princes gone, their dream could become a reality. Asgard no longer had ( false ) gods ruling them, Sciptmnes once told her that men shouldn’t be in charge, it was the women who deserved to rule, and now she understood why. Under Loki’s fabricated persona of Odin, the realms had grown restless, they needed to be put in their place.

     When Hela turns her way, Mortem’s heart pitters and it patters, ready to burst from her chest. Her finger’s entwine with her woman’s, a smile creeping across her features, and who said a goddess of death couldn’t fall in love? ❝ Men are foolish, he let the glory you brought to Asgard fade away, denying the people of your legacy, the act alone was a crime to the realm. ❞ 

matt/claire + touch

i mean, you could try and court me traditionally but holding a knife to my throat while kissing works too

hebetrays​:

        he  opens  the  fridge  and  pulls  out  a  can  of  soda,  cracking  it  open,  before  looking  at  the  other.        loki  isn’t  exactly  sure  what  set  amare  off,  so  he  can’t  really  explain  it  to  mortem.        ❝ i  mean,  i  feel  BAD,  but  i’m  just  busy  trying  not  to  fail  this  class.        i  don’t  wanna  have  to  take  a  summer  class  to  recover  that  credit. ❞        even  though  he  knows  he’s  doing  something  he’s  supposed  to,  loki  feels  bad  for  not  taking  amare  up  on  her  offer.        ❝ should  i  just  say  fuck  it  and  call  her  saying  i’ll  hang  out? ❞

     ❝ Would I sound like a bitch if I said no? ❞ While she loves Amare, she believes her sister to be too soft, and that she needed to learn how to navigate certain emotions on her own. She’s been odd the past couple days, and Mortem can’t lay a finger on what it is. ❝ I think she needs the time to figure out what’s good with her before throwing herself into social settings ya know, wouldn’t want her to be around something that could set her off again. ❞

       ❝ talk  shit,  get  hit. ❞                 —  the  asgardians