It has already been a year eversince Loki had Joined the Avenger, honestly he was welcomed with open arms(with gun and daggers lol) by the Avengers, tho they were still a little distant at first but he got through that.
But now why does he still feel lonely? He would be there with them, smirking to whatever joke or argument the team creates, Steve and Tony arguing again. Even tho he doesn't always gets the jokes, but he rather hide his confusement than be like his brother.
He looks happy, sound happy but is he really tho? There are times he just stare at nothing for hours, in his hand a book. Memorise came flooding in his mind, the death of his Mother, the torture he'd been through, the lies, the hate he'd been through makes him doubt about living. He was the God of Mischief and lies but he had lived in lies for most of his life.
Loki was empty and he can admit it, a knock brought him back.
"Come in"he voiced.
The person outside opened the door, it was Captain America.
"The team is going to a bar, dress up but you can always decline if you want too"steve smiles.
He nod his head to dismiss the Captain, standing up he begin to put magic on himself to change his clothes to midgaurdian once.
The feeling of emptiness is not something he is new too, the God was already used to it, but sometimes he still just wish that it will leave him alone.
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Sad Loki Imagines
Fanficbecause i just want to cry or disappoint myself. That's just how i like to be tortured. Request are okay but my writting ability may disappoint you as well, so please no hate.
