demonofchaos

[demonofchaos]

((Successfully made another oc blog. Am particularly looking to interact with Strange/Wanda accounts on that blog so yeah lol. Gemma is Nyxs girlfriend.))

Hello people! This is a blog for my Marvel Oc Gemma Strange. (Fc is Sofia Bryant) Some guidelines and rules and such!:

About the mun:

I’m DJ! I use he/they pronouns I am currently 20, and in college. I have a large hyper-fixation on the Marvel and DC universe at the moment.

Sometimes I may not be able to write frequently due to school, but I will reply when I can.

Oc info and rules!:

- I do not have many triggers, and I tend to write dark themes. We can discuss triggers when plotting! Just let me know what you don’t want and I will do the same

-This account, OC, and myself as the writer, do NOT tolerate hate speech/ racism ableism or homophobia. Gemma is a lesbian, deal with it.

- Gemma is usually portrayed as 14, but I may age her up (or down) depending on the plot or idea ( Not for shipping reasons, as stated before)

-I write a lot, but feel free not to mirror, I don’t mind as long as you put more effort than one sentence.

-I tend to use Discord to roleplay rather than this. But I understand a lot of writers use this over Discord.

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[demonofchaos]

this is probably one of my favorite jokes in all of western media

#ooc post #funny stuff

[demonofchaos]

It’s not as if Nyx was a bad student. The nine year old was extremely gifted. When she applied herself, that is. Especially with her magic. She was very much a prodigy. Frigga was very proud of her granddaughter, and Nyx had a good relationship with her grandmother. Nyx relationship with Odin was a little different. Her grandfather accepted her as part of the family, obviously, and he loved her as well. He treated her better than he had treated Loki, but he was still strict with her, since that’s just how Odin was. He was very adamant that Nyx needed to be a good princess and keep to her studies and most importantly…stay safe on Asgard. Nyx somehow avoided the guards that were supposed to watch her if she left her chambers at night. She also managed to avoid the Warriors three on several occasions as well. The only people that could probably locate her easily would be Heimdall, Loki or Calliope. Everyone else lost track of her.

“Papa..please.” She whined. “I only left early because it was boring. And it was only a few minutes early…” She decided to just come clean. It was not easy to lie to her father. The nine year old always felt guilty when she lied, no matter how good at it she was. Nyx was just so bored with her studies. Because it was stuff she already knew. She felt like she wanted more. Although she didn’t totally understand the feeling. She wanted something to challenge her. There was always something more to learning her powers than any book or lesson could teach her. And she loved the feeling that magic brought when she used it. “I’m sorry.” She added. Although the apology was mostly an incentive for him to let her do it. Although it was also an actual apology, she wasn’t that much of a spoiled brat. She was a good kid.

She squirmed slightly in his arms. She had so much energy and just wanted to play sometimes. She wanted down. She was able to get out of his grasp and landed on the floor. She was giggling slightly, and wiping down her outfit. Nyx hated how she was babied all the time. She was getting older now, she wasn’t fine anymore. She was getting stronger and stronger every day. So why couldn’t she do more? It didn’t seem fair to her.

The sound of clicking heels could be heard in the distance. “Well well..” Calliope, Lokis wife, and Nyx mother had entered the room. She looked down at the two of them, since Calliope was quite tall, seven feet tall to be exact. Shes also the reason Nyx has such a demonic appearance. “What are you two doing in here? Did someone run off again?” She leaned down and kissed her daughter’s forehead. And then kissed Lokis cheek and put her hand on his cheek before moving back.

“Yay!” She let out a series of giggles as she was picked up into his arms. She had indeed ran off on her own. Much to her mother’s likely disapproval, as well as her grandmother’s. Nyx was supposed to be protected at all times like the precious little star she was. Yet, the girl seemed to outrun and con every gaurd that had ever been assigned to her. Some had given up or outright refused. Those were the Gaurds that had easily lost their titles..some were even banished depending on how severe their attitudes were. It depended on The All-fathers mood. Nyx had been so bored by her studies. She was an intelligent child. A very intelligent child. Her tutors were always impressed. But Nyx craved more. She was always curious. Always exploring. She wanted to see Midgard, the other realms. That was her dream at the moment. The nine year old princess wanted more adventure than what the halls of Asgard could provide.

“Miss Brina said that I could take my leave.” Nyx explained. “She said something that I don’t recall, so I walked away.” She was being truthful. She had no idea what her tutor was talking about when she gave the explanation for why Nyx could leave. “I tried to find mama but I think she is with Grandmother. And I do not know where Uncle is. I am grateful that I have found you!” A wide smile plastered on the girls small face. Sharp rows of teeth in her small adorable mouth. She was clearly glad to be in her father’s arms. She hoped she wasn’t interrupting anything. “Can we practice magic together today? I have done all my studies. Please papa?”

Nyx loved to practice magic with her father. It was one of her absolute favorite activities. Her powers grew stronger every year. Her abilities were…strange. Different and similar to Lokis, in some ways. She inherited much from her mother, that was clear. Nyx had one such ability, the ability to sense one’s deepest fear. Some day, she may be able to use that to her advantage. Her other powers included umbrakenisis, teleportation, illusion magic, and more. The girl was quite the wildcard. So much so that Frigga would often have to step in if Loki didn’t know how to handle his daughter’s abilities. It’s not that Frigga feared her granddaughters powers, it’s more that Frigga wanted Nyx to have better control over them so she doesn’t harm herself.

Nyx often got her way if she gave puppy dog eyes. She was tempted to do so if Loki would say no to her request. She wasn’t sure what her father was working on but she wanted him to pay attention to her instead. She was very much a daddy’s girl. And she was a lot like her father.

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Supervision? She wasn’t a toddler. Nyx rolled her eyes as she glanced around the room some more. However, she was glad to see one man on this team of imbeciles has a semblance of logic. “My Uncle can follow me. I’m sure he’s up to the task. The rest of you..don’t have a chance.”

She realized she was being somewhat ignored as she heard the argument amongst the team and director Fury beginning to build. Thor had went over to the glass, looking at his niece sadly. “How are you doing, Nyx?” He asked her, putting his hand to the glass. “Where is Loki? If you don’t mind me asking?” It was clear Thor was trying to distract his niece from the adult arguments, not wanting her to be around such negativity.

Nyx put her hand against the glass. “His whereabouts are not on my radar at all times. He keeps me away from harm, and he always comes back for me. That I know. I’m afraid I can’t help any of you find him.” She spoke honestly. “But he never leaves me alone for long.” Despite what others believe, Loki was actually a decent father. His drive for power was his main fault, but he loved his daughter dearly. And his brother…although Lokis relationship with Thor was…complex.

Nyx diverted her attention to the group again, walking to the front of the glass enclosure. She pushed her red curls out of her face. She looked directly at Steve. “I thank you for your compassion.”

((2012, Probably for main verse Cap, if that’s okay))

They had found her. Running around and helping her father. But what choice did she have? In her eyes, her dad was only doing what was best. The 14 year old was staring face to face with the Avengers, standing in what she could only assume, a glass prison. Leaning up against the wall, she crossed her arms. It seemed as if they were determining how much of a threat she was.

Nyx looked at her Uncle Thor. She hoped glancing at him would do something. Thor seemed upset at the notion of his young neice being imprisoned like this, for who knows how long. Nyx was well aware she looked dangerous. The horns and tail she had were enough of a signal to others that she wasn’t human. Clearly. Her purple eyes scanned the horizon. Looking between the group of…jerks. Except for her Uncle, she admired Thor. The rest of them..she didn’t care for. “May I say something, mortal humans?”

“Oh so now she speaks.” Fury glared towards the teenager. “Where was the explanation earlier, kid?”

Nyx expression darkened. The girls grin becoming eerily similar to that of her father, the god of mischief. “I don’t think holding a child in prison will look good on Shields…….record.” Her tail flicked back and forth. “Besides, this isn’t fair, no? I didn’t do anything. Not technically. I’m only guilty…by association, if you will.” She was trying to appeal to the hearts of the softer members of the team, specifically, and hopefully the leader.

"She didn't actually do anything though. She is right about that and we can't hold her against her will, Fury." Steve spoke up being the righteous man of the team. "She should be free to go with supervision. She can be supervised and there..."he paused, watching the child idily.

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As the girl trudged through the halls of Asgards palace there was one thing on her mind. To get back to her room without the prying eyes of her uncle or, worse, her mother or father. Her grandmother would be just as horrified to see her in this state as well, but just the mere thought of her father seeing her like this made her want to crumple to the floor in defeat.

Holding her side and letting out a hiss, she felt the blood flowing against the large wound. The blood staining her favorite outfit, as well as the hand she was using to stop the bleeding. This is what she gets for going off and trying to defend Asgard on her own. She got bored of waiting for her Uncle Thor, and decided to go off on her own. No doubt Heimdall would also get scolded for allowing her to leave. But he was following his princesses orders. And it wasn’t his fault Nyx was so headstrong.

Loki would no doubt blame Thor. And Nyx didn’t want anyone blaming anyone. She didn’t want this to be an issue. Each step was like agony and she found herself clutching to the wall. The redhead should never have left to fight alone. She applied more pressure to the wound and heard footsteps approaching. Damn it.

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“I forgot you had one of those.” Nyx joked, cracking her knuckles before taking his hand. “Sure.” It was then that she realized she was very much standing out. She wearing something no normal kid her age would wear, for one. Her normal Asgardian attire. Also, her horns and tail.

But she didn’t care. The people of New York had seen weirder things. They could deal with seeing a teenager with Horns and a tail. She was actually surprised that her Uncle was off world. How the hell did her brother know more than her? That pissed her off. But she wasn’t going to let that affect her mood. Probably.

“My girlfriend is out of town with her dad. It sucks because that was the reason I came back here…to New York.” She shrugs. “You’re lucky your person is around.” She couldn’t remember if she had told Emrys about her girlfriend. Oh well. If he didn’t know then, he knows now. It’s not a secret that Nyx isn’t straight. They are very bisexual or pan, if anything.

OPEN||EMRYS!RP

"I only told him that he looked like the type of guy to get on his knees for 20 dollars. Not that he actually was. Took it way too seriously."

#marvel oc #oc rp #nyxrp

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“Yay!” She let out a series of giggles as she was picked up into his arms. She had indeed ran off on her own. Much to her mother’s likely disapproval, as well as her grandmother’s. Nyx was supposed to be protected at all times like the precious little star she was. Yet, the girl seemed to outrun and con every gaurd that had ever been assigned to her. Some had given up or outright refused. Those were the Gaurds that had easily lost their titles..some were even banished depending on how severe their attitudes were. It depended on The All-fathers mood. Nyx had been so bored by her studies. She was an intelligent child. A very intelligent child. Her tutors were always impressed. But Nyx craved more. She was always curious. Always exploring. She wanted to see Midgard, the other realms. That was her dream at the moment. The nine year old princess wanted more adventure than what the halls of Asgard could provide.

“Miss Brina said that I could take my leave.” Nyx explained. “She said something that I don’t recall, so I walked away.” She was being truthful. She had no idea what her tutor was talking about when she gave the explanation for why Nyx could leave. “I tried to find mama but I think she is with Grandmother. And I do not know where Uncle is. I am grateful that I have found you!” A wide smile plastered on the girls small face. Sharp rows of teeth in her small adorable mouth. She was clearly glad to be in her father’s arms. She hoped she wasn’t interrupting anything. “Can we practice magic together today? I have done all my studies. Please papa?”

Nyx loved to practice magic with her father. It was one of her absolute favorite activities. Her powers grew stronger every year. Her abilities were…strange. Different and similar to Lokis, in some ways. She inherited much from her mother, that was clear. Nyx had one such ability, the ability to sense one’s deepest fear. Some day, she may be able to use that to her advantage. Her other powers included umbrakenisis, teleportation, illusion magic, and more. The girl was quite the wildcard. So much so that Frigga would often have to step in if Loki didn’t know how to handle his daughter’s abilities. It’s not that Frigga feared her granddaughters powers, it’s more that Frigga wanted Nyx to have better control over them so she doesn’t harm herself.

Nyx often got her way if she gave puppy dog eyes. She was tempted to do so if Loki would say no to her request. She wasn’t sure what her father was working on but she wanted him to pay attention to her instead. She was very much a daddy’s girl. And she was a lot like her father.

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@demonofchaos asked: Asgard, 2011.

Nyx Lokisdottir was a strange child. She knew it. The horns and devil tail she had were from a strange mix of genetics. Her mother being the daughter of Hades, and a demon, and her father being a frost giant. But she never let other peoples opinions get to her. The nine year old was raised better. She was better. She had to be better. She was the Princess of Asgard. Yet she was still a child. She had less responsibilities than the adults in her family. But she was always there. She never really got time to herself. She was always being watched in some way. Whether it was by a Guard or her family. Her parents were extremely loving. She loved her mother and father. She was especially close with her father, though. She loved when Loki would read to her, or show her his magic. Despite having so much…Nyx was lonely. The other children do not seem to like her, aside from her one friend. So Nyx made a decision to leave Asgard from time to time. Maybe find a place where she won’t be judged for what she is.

On this particular morning, Nyx was very very bored. The young princess had finished her studies and wandered the hall aimlessly. She had managed to avoid her guards. She didn’t see why she needed them. She was nine. She wasn’t helpless, either. She had her own powers. She could just use her magic. She knew she would likely get in trouble for running off through the halls. But she couldn’t help it. Did everyone just expect her to sit around and do nothing all the time? That was lame..and boring.

Nyx wanted to see what her Uncle was doing. She could bother him if she so chooses. But she also knew he was fairly busy preparing for his upcoming role as king. As well as saving the Nine realms. He was very important and busy. Nyx wanted to grow up and be just as cool as important someday. No matter what anyone says, she would do it. Nyx spotted her father, finally. She tugged on his cape. “Daddy. Daddy.” She chirped. She wanted his attention.

Loki had been deep in the library as was his best position when it came to the stirring events of the Kingdom. Thor's coronation would be coming sooner rather than latter, and not for the first time, and as it were, Loki still felt another delay was needed. Not that the delay before had been...entirely intentional. But, now? Thor was a great warrior, a decent hearted Asgardian at his core, and an admirable person that Loki adored. However...when he looked to his brother, he did not yet see a King. He saw a man too ready for a throne, without any thought for what that throne will bring.

And Loki bore the weight of seemingly being the ONLY one to be aware of such. So, his wits and his knowledge would be his tools, to find his way to delay yet again. If he could not manage to teach Thor, he would do what he could to save the realm.

But he heard the pitter patter of feet, a sound he was very familiar with. Adorned in his regal wear after just participating in a meeting (participating being a generous term as he more simply sat there to be present), he looked down with a grin that grew and spilled warmth at a rapid pace. As the young girl tugged at his cape, he easily set aside his study material, and knelt down.

His dear daughter, precious and beautiful, had the look of restlessness. He knew it well. She was supposed to be committing to her studies with her tutors and guards, but he imagined she must've grown bored. Sometimes, she was far too like him. He scooped her up with a soft chuckle, standing once more.

"Yes, my dear? And just what are you doing? Running about by yourself again?"

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“Nothing is interrupted since anything.” Nyx paused. “Ah, that didn’t come out right. I meant I’ve been sneaking down to Midgard since I was like 9- when have you known me to do anything I was supposed to?” The teenager leaned against a nearby wall. Her purple eyes scanning the surroundings. “I think Uncle is around…somewhere. I may use the opportunity to bother him.” It had been some time since Nyx had last seen Thor. There were definitely times where she found it absolutely hilarious to mess with her Uncle.

To others, Thor is the intimidating God of Thunder. To Nyx, Thor is just her uncle Thor. And he’s a meat head at that. Or at least that’s what she’s heard others call him. The 14 year old wasn’t the best at paying attention when she wasn’t interested. She loved gossip though. It was fun to use her powers to mess with peoples minds.

“Anyway…brother-” She made a clicking sound with her tongue as she motioned to his injuries with her hands. “What did you do exactly? Who did you piss off, and how can I help?”

OPEN||EMRYS!RP

"I only told him that he looked like the type of guy to get on his knees for 20 dollars. Not that he actually was. Took it way too seriously."

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[demonofchaos]

Alright party people! I’m finally making a rules post. lol.

about the mun:

- I’m DJ! I use he/they pronouns I am currently 20, and in college. I have a large hyper-fixation on the Marvel and DC universe at the moment.

- Sometimes I may not be able to write frequently due to school, but I will reply when I can.

Oc info and rules!:

Nyx Lokisdottir

-First things first, I don’t ship Nyx.

(for a few reasons, mainly being that in cannon she is 14 or under, depending on the verse. But also because I have a planned ship with her and I’d rather not ship her with other characters.) So please don’t ask.

- Secondly, her backstory changes depending on the roleplay, but cannonly she was raised on Asgard by her father and mother. (It just depends on the plot, we can talk about stuff when plotting)

- Nyx is usually portrayed as 14, but I may age her up (or down) depending on the plot or idea ( Not for shipping reasons, as stated before)

-This account, OC, and myself as the writer, do NOT tolerate hate speech/ racism ableism or homophobia. Nyx is on the nonbinary spectrum and uses She/they, deal with it.

-I write a lot, but feel free not to mirror, I don’t mind as long as you put more effort than one sentence.

- I do not have many triggers, and I tend to write dark themes. We can discuss triggers when plotting! Just let me know what you don’t want and I will do the same

-I tend to use Discord to roleplay rather than this. But I understand a lot of writers use this over Discord.

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>:)

I swing both ways ;)

Violently. With a bat. Come get some motherfuckers.

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((Hope you don’t mind but Imma reply to this))

The teenager raised an eyebrow. She had heard her parents say weird stuff before. But not her half brother. She didn’t really understand what he meant. She was a kid after all. She doubted he was talking to her. Nyx crossed her arms, leaning near the wall as her tail silently swished back and forth as she sat there listening to him. She had been bored today, and wanted to see her older brother. She was happy to see him, albeit confused by his word choice.

“Right.” She rolled her purpleish blue eyes playfully, as if she knew what she was talking about. Newsflash, she really, really didn’t. She flashed a grin eerily similar to their fathers.

OPEN||EMRYS!RP

"I only told him that he looked like the type of guy to get on his knees for 20 dollars. Not that he actually was. Took it way too seriously."

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“Sorry my dad threw you out a window. Well…he’s not technically my dad. He is my dad…not in this universe though.” She grinned at him mischievously. It isn’t hard to tell who she’s related to. “I promise while I’m visiting this universe I won’t throw you out a window…probably.”

Is it too late for an abortion

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She decided to keep some of the less happy background to herself, for now. She sat down on the bed as he spoke. Her eyes watching his hand carefully. As if she was making sure he wasn’t going to make any sudden moves. Despite the relation, she needed reassurance. The fact he wanted to know her was a start, but not enough.

She gave a half smile. “Well, I don’t think I’m going anywhere.” She was eager to tell him all about what she could do. Usually, she had to hide her abilities for her own safety. And when she did use them, she tried to be careful not to get caught. Here, in this new place, it seemed as if that wouldn’t be an issue.

Clearing her throat, she tried to think of something else to say. She supposed she’d live on Asgard from now on. What a strange thought. She was overwhelmed, but it wasn’t showing on her face. She appeared good at holding her emotions back. She seemed glad he enjoyed her nickname for Thor. Apparently Thor is her Uncle, interesting. “Okay. Um…” She took a breath. “What should I call you? Should I stick to calling you Loki? That feels weird..”

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@demonofchaos continued

Continued from here X

The god inclined his head in solemn acknowledgment, a silent admission that her perspective held validity. He couldn't deny the selfish undertones that colored his reactions to her truth, a truth that demanded a shift in his demeanor.

As the notion of children entered Loki's mind, it felt like an unexpected visitor in the vast expanse of his contemplations across realms. Children were an abstraction, a concept that had never quite registered on his radar until this moment. Had he been more attuned to the consequences of his actions, perhaps this awkward exchange would never have unfolded.

Yet, even as a glimmer of comfort flickered through his thoughts, Loki couldn't shake the underlying sense of what he stood to lose. He already had a daughter, Someone who actively sought to know him, to learn from him, and to be a part of his life. It was a sentiment foreign to the god, but a dormant part of him longed to embrace it.

In the midst of his profound contemplation, a name began to take shape, a name he never envisioned being associated with himself. The realization that she had immediately corrected herself added a layer of self-awareness to the situation. He hadn't exactly emanated paternal vibes, and the uncertainty of whether he could truly offer such a role lingered in his mind.

"No, no," he interjected swiftly, a hand halfway extended towards her, his instincts urging to draw her closer. "I do want to know you. I would like to hear more about your abilities, your life." After a brief pause, Loki visibly relaxed, allowing his hand to gracefully retreat to his side. "Please, stay … Nyx," he acknowledged her name, an unusual choice for an Earth-born, yet undeniably fitting for her.

A chuckle sliced through the lingering tension at the mention of "Goldilocks." "Ah, yes, Goldilocks, as you quite aptly put it, is your uncle—Thor, the god of Thunder."

Loki deliberately omitted the intricate details of his and his brother's revelry, opting to shield her from the less savory depths of their shared history. He held a desire to protect her from the shadows that lurked within both their pasts, if he could offer that reprieve.

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Nyx wasn’t expecting the apology. As an empath, she felt his emotions. Her eyes flickered turquoise for a moment and she looked at the ground. “I know.” She mumbled, rubbing her forehead, before looking away. “Im sure this is..a lot, on you. It’s a lot..on me too.” She shrugs. “And-“ Her eyes flickered again, and she offered a small smile. She collected her thoughts, shutting her eyes for a moment.

The words felt like they were hard to say. Memories that weren’t her own filling her head. Things he had done, apparently. She put on another act, this time of her hiding her nerves, a mischievous smirk on her face. “I don’t think anyone is ready for kids, to be honest. People say they are. But it’s a big responsibility.” She shrugs, waving her hand dismissively. “For what it’s worth, da-, I mean…Loki.” She clears her throat, flustered, but only for a moment. “Im an empath..so I know what you’re feeling. And honestly I think you’re doing your best. And…if you never want to see me again. I can…deal with it.”

The compliment to her horns caught her off gaurd. She usually used her magic to conceal it, as well as the blue skin she got, for some reason, from time to time. Although this magic took a lot out of her most of the time, at the moment, she was exhausted, and leaned her back against the wall. It was to look cool, but also because she didn’t want to fall from exhaustion or trip. “….Also, I’m Nyx, incase you didn’t hear me before, with your whole, tough guy persona.” She paused. “Whose goldi locks?” She asked, in reference to Thor. She wondered who the blonde was, but didn’t get a chance to ask until now.

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The gods gaze did everything to increase her nerves. Nyx gulped, and hesitated at first but she spoke again. “Is..is that what this place is? Is that what it’s called? Asgard?” She looked around but only for a split second, as if she was afraid he would scold her for looking elsewhere.

She barely registered he had asked another question. nervously pushing some hair out of her face, her bangs were messy from all the struggling. Her curls were driving her crazy at the moment. “I’m..from earth.” She explained. “I’ve never seen this place before in my entire life.” She was being honest. There was no traces of lies in her tone, only fear and unease. Heimdall had brought her here for a reason, and had told her to stay put. But the only child of the God of Mischief isn’t one for listening well. So the girl decided to take a walk.

What a mistake that was now. She thought to herself. She wasn’t even sure herself why she was here. Maybe if she had stayed put like the nice man had kindly asked her she wouldn’t be in this mess, and would feel much less threatened.

@i-wish-to-rule-this-world continued

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As the gaurds led her away and undeniable anger seeped through her once more. But it was an act. She was good at acting. She was truly hurt, and she was thankful that her back was to him as she walked, because otherwise he would see the look of pure heartbreak on her face. Denial. He could deny all he wants, but it does not change what the truth is.

If she’s not welcome here then why did he give her a room. This guy makes no sense. No sense at all. She glanced around the bedroom. It was nice, very nice, something she was not all that used to. She was used to fending for herself, or tricking people to give her things. Not…getting handed something so nice like this with no effort. She hopped up on the bed, swinging her legs as she let out a sigh. She wasn’t sure she wanted to see him again.

Glancing at the floor, and nearly staring a hole into it. She ran her hand through her red curls. For a good few minutes she did nothing but daydream. But she heard a familiar voice and hardened herself, wiping the tears from her face that she hadn’t even realized were there. She made her way to the door and stood her ground.

Hesitating, she opened it. “What?” She rubs her arm awkwardly. “Here to tell me how much you don’t want me, and how I’m not ‘welcome here’.” Her tone was laced with sarcasm, but it was clear his words had left a mark.

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The gods gaze did everything to increase her nerves. Nyx gulped, and hesitated at first but she spoke again. “Is..is that what this place is? Is that what it’s called? Asgard?” She looked around but only for a split second, as if she was afraid he would scold her for looking elsewhere.

She barely registered he had asked another question. nervously pushing some hair out of her face, her bangs were messy from all the struggling. Her curls were driving her crazy at the moment. “I’m..from earth.” She explained. “I’ve never seen this place before in my entire life.” She was being honest. There was no traces of lies in her tone, only fear and unease. Heimdall had brought her here for a reason, and had told her to stay put. But the only child of the God of Mischief isn’t one for listening well. So the girl decided to take a walk.

What a mistake that was now. She thought to herself. She wasn’t even sure herself why she was here. Maybe if she had stayed put like the nice man had kindly asked her she wouldn’t be in this mess, and would feel much less threatened.

@i-wish-to-rule-this-world continued

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[demonofchaos]

Am in crises, my older sister h8zes me for some raisin and I donx understand so I did sided to steal the mead

Uncle Thor didn’t do nothing about anything becauses he don’t know

tbh if i was Hela’s executioner, I’d mess it up a little bit. Like when Skurge is about to cut off that lady’s head - Or just any other situation like that I think I’d miss the cues and end up killing people randomly.