"Over and over, I keep going over the world we knew"

In every universe, it's a constant. In all words, it's the same. A love never meant to be. A life doomed to fail. A destiny shrouded in cruel irony.

Oridia Orion, the observer, the keeper of truths, the astral weaver, is order, is truth, is perception.

Loki Laufeyson, the god, the trickster, the frost giant, is chaos, is illusion, emotion.

They're not supposed to work-- they never do. But the TVA is a place out of time, a world with no metronome, and perhaps the only point in all of existence where the star-crossed lovers are meant to be.

ᴀᴅʀɪᴀ ᴀʀᴊᴏɴᴀ ᴀꜱ ORDIA ORION

𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖌𝖔𝖉 𝖜𝖎𝖙𝖍 𝖆 𝖍𝖚𝖒𝖆𝖓 𝖘𝖔𝖚𝖑

covers by me

⚠️𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 ⚠️
𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐒 𝐒𝐔𝐂𝐇 𝐀𝐒 SUICIDE, 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐇, 𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐔𝐀𝐆𝐄, 𝐒𝐌𝐔𝐓 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐆𝐎𝐑𝐄