Loki and Thranduil Imagines

Hold On (Loki/Reader)

ˡᵒᵛⁱⁿᵍ ᵃⁿᵈ ᶠⁱᵍʰᵗⁱⁿᵍ

"How could you forget something as important as this Loki?!"

Red exploded in her vision. The urge to strangle the person in front of her was so strong, rage bebbling like a hot lava in her veins.

Her harsh breathing was the only sound in the silent room after her outburst. He looked at her with a thinly veiled annoyance in his poisonous green eyes.

"Why couldn't you just let it go (Y/N)? Something measly as that should not concern with."

Fist clenched by her side, she took a step forward. Not afraid to look at him dead in the eyes.

"Measly you said? Measly?! This is our anniversary Loki!"

Loki had reached his peak and as fast as a striking snake, he secured the woman's hand, pinning her down to the floor with a loud thud.

It took her moment to process what had just happened before she thrashed under him. Bucking like a wild animal to throw off Loki from her.

Had enough with her behaviour, Loki put a hand on her neck and applied pressure enough to make her having difficulty to breath. His legs pinned hers.

"I had enough with you yapping around (Y/N). You should get rid off all the absurd customs that had been ingrained into your human head."

She glared at him but said nothing.

"You were very fortunate to be married with a rich man like me, (Y/N)."

"Lucky huh?" Her voice rasped. Face blue with the lack of air.

ᵃᶜᶜᵘˢⁱⁿᵍ, ᵈᵉⁿʸⁱⁿᵍ

"What changes you Loki? You were barely home anymore-" she sucked the air as much as she could. "- you, you treat me like a servant before you come saying that you love me. You were always out, we didn't have anymore quality time together."

"I wish you would treat me like how Thor treat Jane." She spat.

Oh, that was the last stroke for Loki.

His hand released her neck before he gripped her head and banged it to the floor harshly.

"Oh, now, now you wish I were Thor hmm?" He sneered. Hands itching to saueeze the life out of the woman.

"That what everyone wanted right? Everyone wants Thor!" Once again he banged her head. She blearily looked at him.

"Well, too bad (Y/N). Because now, you are stuck with me." With that he got off her and stormed into their shared room.

(Y/N) curled into a ball, desperate to block out all of the pain that spreading from the very core of her being.

ᵗʰᵉ ʲᵒʸ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵗʰᵉ ᶜʰᵃᵒˢ, ᵗʰᵉ ᵈᵉᵐᵒⁿˢ ʷᵉ'ʳᵉ ᵐᵃᵈᵉ ᵒᶠ

ⁱ'ᵈ ᵇᵉ ˢᵒ ˡᵒˢᵗ ⁱᶠ ʸᵒᵘ ˡᵉᶠᵗ ᵐᵉ ᵃˡᵒⁿᵉ

She crawled to the couch and cried silently.

She wondered where is the wonderful man she fell in love with had disappeared to.

ʸᵒᵘ ˡᵒᶜᵏᵉᵈ ʸᵒᵘʳˢᵉˡᶠ ⁱⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ᵇᵃᵗʰʳᵒᵒᵐ

ˡʸⁱⁿᵍ ᵒⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ᶠˡᵒᵒʳ ʷʰᵉⁿ ⁱ ᵇʳᵉᵃᵏ ᵗʰʳᵒᵘᵍʰ

He was woken up by the sound of a clattering blade on the mozac. He slowly leaned against the headboard and saw that the light in the bathroom was on. With the groan from the bed, he walked towards the bathroom. Doubt and fear festered in his head.