Volatile, self-obsessed, doesn't play well with others, and very sexually frustrated.
Welcome to Frost Iron! A blog dedicated to all things Loki/Tony or Tony/Loki if you prefer. Here you'll find fic, edits, videos, and general squee about these two and their obvious sexual frustrations. If you have any questions or want to submit anything just hit up our ask or submit box.
Just a note that this is a blog for the characters and no RPS(F) will be posted.
01: Super Psycho Love: Simon Curtis - ‘Pull me off to darkened corners, where all other eyes avoid us. Tell me how I mesmerize you, I love you and Despise you.’
02: Whiskey Lullaby: Brad Paisley - ‘We watched him drink his pain away a little at a time. But he never could get drunk enough to get her him off his mind. Until the night He put that bottle to his head and pulled the trigger. And finally drank away her his memory.’
03: Bad Medicine: Bon Jovi - ‘That’s what you get for falling in love. Then you bleed. You get a little but it’s never enough. On your knees. That’s what you get for falling in love. Now I’m addicted and your kiss is the drug.’
04: Bad Romance: 30 Seconds to Mars - ‘I want your love, I want your disease. I want you open mouthed, And on your knees.’
05: Closer: Nine Inch Nails - ‘I want to fuck you like an animal. I want to feel you from the inside. I want to fuck you like an animal. My whole existence is flawed.’
06: Night of the Hunter: 30 Seconds to Mars - ‘Pray to your god, open your heart. Whatever you do, don’t be afraid of the dark. Cover your eyes, the devil inside.’
07: Undisclosed Desires: Muse - ‘I want to reconcile the violence in your heart. I want to recognize your beauty is not just a mask. I want to exorcise the demons from your past. I want to satisfy the undisclosed desires in your heart.’
08: Flesh: Simon Curits - ‘This is not the way into my heart, into my head. Into my brain, into none of the above. This is just my way of unleashing the feelings deep inside of me. This spark of black that I seem to love.’
09: Supermassive Black Hole: Muse - ‘I thought I was a fool for no-one. Oh baby I’m a fool for you. You’re the queen of the superficial. And how long before you tell the truth.’
10: White Blank Page: Mumford and Sons - ‘A white blank page and a swelling rage, rage. You did not think when you sent me to the grave, the grave. You desired my attention but denied my affections, my affections.’