Jessens98

(Y/N) - Your Name (E/C) - (Your) Eye Color You woke up, panting, sweating. Another nightmare, another anxious filled night. You looked at the clock on your nightstand: 3.00AM. Perfect, another sleepless night. You hated when this happened. You have had severe anxiety your entire life, but it was not until recently it had started to give you nightmares. You tried to push the memories of the nightmare away. You didn't want to think about it, you just wanted to forget it. You sat up on the side of the bed, letting your feet dangle just above the cold floor, doing your best to collect yourself. You looked over your shoulder to see Loki, your boyf

A few days later I still find myself still thinking about the stranger. "Loki..." I whisper. "Are you sure you're okay, (Y/N)? You have been saying that name for hours now." "Phf! Of course, I'm okay! Why would I not be okay?" I basically yell out way too quickly to sound an ounce convincing. "(Y/N)..." my best friend Mia says from across the room, seeing right through my obvious lies. "Okay, so I'm not okay then. What do you want me to say, Mia?" "I want you to tell me more about this Loki, more than just saying his name over and over again." she turned over on her stomach and cupped her face in her hands, looking at you with a curious glint

It's been almost a month since they saved us since the Avengers went back in time to turn the tide and make sure that Thanos never got his hands on his gauntlet and the infinity stones. But for that to happen the Avengers had to sacrifice themselves to save the rest of the world.. and the Galaxy... all of the nine realms. Me?! Loki thought to himself. My brother sacrificed himself to save me from Thanos wrath. He remembers it clear as day. How Thor came at him - how he was ready to see Thor lose it for real this time. Ready for the world to watch as their beloved God tear his own brother into pieces. But instead of attacking him, Thor threw

It's late. The club is full of people and my friends drag me out on the dance floor. I don't want this, I did not ask for this. I try my best to keep up with my friends with a drink in hand, squeezing between people to not lose them out of sight. Why are they doing this to me? is all I can think. I just wanted a night with your friends to stay out and talk. A slow and steady night to just focus on something else than life, but instead, I got this. I don't even remember what was bothering me. Was it work? Was it love? Was it just life in general? I can't remember or focus thanks to this awful music in this awful club. I just want to get out o

It’s already 10.13 pm, Felix and Marzia are going to be here any minute now. Jack takes a deep breath and checks that everything is in okay before they have to leave - for the 27th time. Just to be safe, Jack sends one last email to Robin about their plan for the charity stream and how he’ll be able to help them “Sean! They're here now!" Signe shouts from downstairs. "Give me one second!" Jack answers as he's writing like his fingers were about to catch on fire. "You've said that for the last twenty minutes!" Signe starts to greet Felix and Marzia welcome while Jack's turning off the computer as fast as he can, flying down t

Felix just ended the call with a deep sigh. He wasn't ready for this and a bit scared if he was going, to be honest. He knows that he and Marzia always been fascinated by ghost stories and haunted places. But the differences is that while Marzia could practically live in a haunted house and have a tea party with the spookiest of ghosts, he knew he would scream like a little girl if something touched his shoulder in the dark. Felix tried to get his thoughts straight, through all the nervosity. He knew Jack and Mark were going to prank him - whether he liked it or not - and maybe make it look like a Scare PewDiePie - Lost Episode. To be honest

So, I've been working on a fanfiction story for a while, and finally, I think I'm getting the hang of it! This is probably gonna be a bit slow, but drama and action-filled fanfiction, and hopefully I can keep this updated. I'm gonna post this on Whattpad as well, and see where it goes. Please excuse my bad English, I'm just a poor swede, wanting to become a better writer - somehow. If you like it or have any constructive criticism, please tell me, and imma keep working on it.   Either way, enough chit chat, let's get reading!:happybounce: __________________________________________________________________________________________ Part 1 - M