Miwadreyar - Miwa

MCU Characters Files (in no particular order):

Loki Laufeyson is the son of Laufey, the ruler of the Frost Giants of Jotunheim, but shortly after his birth, he was abandoned and left to die. Found by the Asgardian king Odin, Loki was raised by Odin and his wife Frigga as an Asgardian prince, along with their biological son Thor. When he grew up, he became known as the “God of Mischief”.

As a Frost Giant, Loki possesses superhuman attributes such as strength, speed, agility, durability, stamina and reflexes and has been shown to be a powerful combatant. He learned to use Asgardian sorcery from Frigga, which, in addition to his cunning, manipulative and strategic mind makes Loki one of the most dangerous foes a person could ever face in battle.

FEELS!!!!!! Okay?

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fictional kiss things that end me

being unable to open their eyes for a few moments afterward

one small kiss, pulling away for an instant, then devouring each other

pressing their foreheads together while kissing

speaking normally, then after the kiss their voice is hoarse

guys furrowing their brow when kissing passionately

staring at the other’s lips, trying not to kiss them, before giving in

running their thumb over the other’s lips

when they lean forward a fraction as if to kiss the other person, then realize they shouldn’t and pull back to stop themselves

ripping the other away - “no we shouldn’t” - but when they kiss them again they moan and hold them close

one sliding their hand into the other’s hair slowly

their entire body freezing for a second when their love kisses them

accidentally being forced inches apart from each other, staring at each other’s lips, and just before they kiss someone pulls them back apart

when one stops the kiss to whisper “I’m sorry, are you sure you-” and they answer by kissing them more

a hoarse whisper “kiss me”

then licks their lips and says “please”

“So. You are my gift.”

“I am, Your Grace.” The Lady murmured, head bowed. Her hands were chained in front of her, and she could see the dangling shadow of the key as the Queen let it swing loosely from her fingers.

“And you are okay with your Father giving you away like this?” The monarch’s voice was probing, questioning. The Lady shifted her weight, and bobbed her head.

“Where I come from, women are the property of men. Belonging first to their father, and then to their husband.”

It was the truth she was accustomed to. Her voice was as flat and unfeeling as iron, cold as a corpse. She resented the life she’d been born into - resented being nothing more than property. Hardly more than chattle.

Warm fingers gently tilted her chin up, and she found herself eye to eye with the Queen.

For as calm as her voice had been, her eyes reflected the opposite. Rage simmered beneath them - and yet the Lady felt no fear as she faced that anger.

“I am no man.” The Queen stated.

The Lady was quick to reply. “But in your Kingdom, women can hold property, can they not?”

“They can,” the Queen agreed, releasing her grip on the other. “But people are not property.”

“So what will you do with me?”

The movement was so quick that the Lady hardly registered it. Within the blink of an eye, her shackles were gone. She stared at the chains as they slid to the floor.

Her head whipped up in shock at the Queen’s voice.

“I will free you.”

The Marvel Cinematic Universe throughout the years

saying your names, richard siken

shit

I made a gif’d traditional study from the Cornell Lab of Ornithology’s unit on the anatomy of feathers using their remige example.