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Something quick I made. Done in about almost 2 hours. I will like to spend more time on this but the back of my neck is hurting like heck! =__="

Anyways, this was done by an anon prompt in Tumblr. I started making the introduction to the fic but ended up making something like this. Here's what I wrote:

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Loki lay on the grassy field. His head ringing the moment he arrived wherever he was. He was too tired to get up and decided to just lie there and looked what was above him.
Stars. Millions and millions of stars. He used to be one of those stars. He used to be in them. In Asgard. Where he thought he belonged. Where he thought he was one of Odin's son. Where he fought for Asgard and destroy Laufey, his biological father, to prove Odin that he's the rightful heir to the throne.

'I could have done it, father!' Loki remembered the moment he was hanging onto his life. Yes, he could have done it. For everyone. For Odin.

'No.' Loki remembered those last words Odin said to him.

Loki remembered how confident his so-called father was. How Odin will never take back those words. That one word that breaks his heart into millions of pieces. He remembered letting go. Because he had tried. He had tried to impress everyone in Asgard. He had tried to be a better king. He had tried to be a better brother. He had tried to be a better son. And he's tired of trying everything. To be Thor's equal. To make Odin proud.

Loki sat up, his head still ringing as he rubbed his head. The thought of his so-called father frustrates him and Loki found himself slamming his fist on the ground by his side, clutching the grass and dirt and pulling them.

'I'm not an Odinson.' He started pounding the ground repetitively.

'I never was!' Frustrated and angry, he kept on pounding.

'It was always about Thor!' he slammed his fist onto the ground again. Tears started filling in his eyes.

'IT WAS NEVER ABOUT ME!!' he thought angrily.

'Why??' he thought

'Why? Father!?' he whispered as he sobbed.

'Why Thor?!'

'Why...??'

"WHHHHYYYYYYYY!??!!!" he screamed.

It was a loud yet broken scream followed by his sorrowful cries. His sadness echoed in the field. He listened to his own cries and by then he knew he was truly alone. Loki felt his chest hurting as he let out another cry. Putting his head onto the ground and he gripped his chest. It was burning in his skin. It was heavy and it was painful. His heart. It's broken again. Much more than he thought he could manage. Screaming and crying didn't help to ease the pain.
He let out another screaming cry. Pounding his fist onto the ground and his head still spinning. He kept on screaming and pounding until his chest and hands hurt. His throat and eyes couldn't take anymore sorrow. He is tired of screaming and he is tired of crying. He is tired of being the good ol' Loki.

Then everything stopped. Loki felt it. As if time stopped by itself. Then he whimpered, 'why...?' he whispered between sobs. Silence. He took slow, deep and sobbing breaths,'why?'

Loki pull his head back from the ground, he let his tears fall down his cheek as he looked at the night sky. "Why?" he sighed.

Loki wanted to do something. He wanted to feel better. He wanted to ease the pain. He wanted to ease his anger. His sadness. His frustration. And for that he wanted power. He wanted subjugation. He wanted peace. He wanted revenge.

He want to rule.

***
Emo Loki is emo. .____.
Hope you enjoy it nonetheless!

Drawn with Paint Tool SAI and Adobe Photoshopc CS5

Description
Something quick I made. Done in about almost 2 hours. I will like to spend more time on this but the back of my neck is hurting like heck! =__="

Anyways, this was done by an anon prompt in Tumblr. I started making the introduction to the fic but ended up making something like this. Here's what I wrote:

***

Loki lay on the grassy field. His head ringing the moment he arrived wherever he was. He was too tired to get up and decided to just lie there and looked what was above him.
Stars. Millions and millions of stars. He used to be one of those stars. He used to be in them. In Asgard. Where he thought he belonged. Where he thought he was one of Odin's son. Where he fought for Asgard and destroy Laufey, his biological father, to prove Odin that he's the rightful heir to the throne.

'I could have done it, father!' Loki remembered the moment he was hanging onto his life. Yes, he could have done it. For everyone. For Odin.

'No.' Loki remembered those last words Odin said to him.

Loki remembered how confident his so-called father was. How Odin will never take back those words. That one word that breaks his heart into millions of pieces. He remembered letting go. Because he had tried. He had tried to impress everyone in Asgard. He had tried to be a better king. He had tried to be a better brother. He had tried to be a better son. And he's tired of trying everything. To be Thor's equal. To make Odin proud.

Loki sat up, his head still ringing as he rubbed his head. The thought of his so-called father frustrates him and Loki found himself slamming his fist on the ground by his side, clutching the grass and dirt and pulling them.

'I'm not an Odinson.' He started pounding the ground repetitively.

'I never was!' Frustrated and angry, he kept on pounding.

'It was always about Thor!' he slammed his fist onto the ground again. Tears started filling in his eyes.

'IT WAS NEVER ABOUT ME!!' he thought angrily.

'Why??' he thought

'Why? Father!?' he whispered as he sobbed.

'Why Thor?!'

'Why...??'

"WHHHHYYYYYYYY!??!!!" he screamed.

It was a loud yet broken scream followed by his sorrowful cries. His sadness echoed in the field. He listened to his own cries and by then he knew he was truly alone. Loki felt his chest hurting as he let out another cry. Putting his head onto the ground and he gripped his chest. It was burning in his skin. It was heavy and it was painful. His heart. It's broken again. Much more than he thought he could manage. Screaming and crying didn't help to ease the pain.
He let out another screaming cry. Pounding his fist onto the ground and his head still spinning. He kept on screaming and pounding until his chest and hands hurt. His throat and eyes couldn't take anymore sorrow. He is tired of screaming and he is tired of crying. He is tired of being the good ol' Loki.

Then everything stopped. Loki felt it. As if time stopped by itself. Then he whimpered, 'why...?' he whispered between sobs. Silence. He took slow, deep and sobbing breaths,'why?'

Loki pull his head back from the ground, he let his tears fall down his cheek as he looked at the night sky. "Why?" he sighed.

Loki wanted to do something. He wanted to feel better. He wanted to ease the pain. He wanted to ease his anger. His sadness. His frustration. And for that he wanted power. He wanted subjugation. He wanted peace. He wanted revenge.

He want to rule.

***
Emo Loki is emo. .____.
Hope you enjoy it nonetheless!

Drawn with Paint Tool SAI and Adobe Photoshopc CS5