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kinnoth · 2 years

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Skipping ahead in the timeline a bit for just A Thought:

New Asgard is settled into their floating city over the north sea, and Loki has come back from his sojourn to help the giants. There are still improvements to be made, but a time of peace has been achieved. The Avengers see fairly little of their colleague these days -- he was never what one would call a regular, but now they'll go months and years without hearing from him at all, even though he's just above the skies of Norway.

Some minor mcuguffin problem shows up. An excuse to seek out Thor's help. It's something mystical/cursed. Tony Stark boards a plane to new Asgard, lands in one of their empty fields. The Aesir look at him when he approaches. They know who he is, and they're displeased that he's just smashed one of their newly tilled fields.

A man comes out of the big longhouse at the top of the hill -- not Thor, but Loki. It's unnerving to see him; he looks and sounds exactly the same as Tony remembers him from 20 years ago. It's easier to forget that these guys don't operate on the same timeline as the rest of them with Thor, whose beard hides his unlined features and whose personal warmth and easy manner make him read as a man comfortably in his prime. But his brother, lacking those things, with his mirror smooth face and iridescent eyes, comes across only as uncanny and alien.

He explains with condescending patience the faux pas that Tony has just committed. Tony offers to move his plane and also complains that it's ridiculous they won't let him just call up John Deere to procure them some tractors and harvesters. Loki coolly and politely declines. They have their own technology and would prefer to do things their way. In the distance, two men lift the jet and move it onto the roadway.

Tony explains that he's hoping to talk to Thor about the mcguffin. It's putting off electromagnetic waves that are interfering with some sort of worldwide shield project he's still working on, when he's trying to make them copacetic so he can funnel power off of it. He has been retired from being Ironman for a couple years now; after his second knee replacement, it just got to be too hard on his body. But that doesn't mean he still can't protect the earth.

Loki leads him into the house. He's dressed quite lightly, at least in comparison to the last time Tony saw him: black wool with a green sort of shawl, clasped at one shoulder with a gold pin. The inside of the longhouse has a good deal less gold and marble and flying holograms than what Tony was expecting, given the stories. It's one large space, set up like a banquet hall, long tables set up along either wall, the sounds of a working kitchen going in the back. There's a group of women at one of the tables working at what looks like a high tech loom.

Loki sits him down in a corner and pours him a drink.

"My brother has taken Estrid Stendottir and gone to meet with the leaders of the European Union. We are hoping discuss the terms of their export tariffs upon us."

"He took somebody else?"

"We are trying to build a government."

"Huh." Tony hasn't really thought about this. He knows Thor is king of Asgard now and, according to the grapevine, so is Loki, but he never really considered how the rest of it was supposed to work. "You guys gonna try and join the EU?"

Loki is evasive. "It is difficult to say."

(Tony is obviously anti-EU)

They don't speak exactly the same language, bc Loki's terminology references technology as if it were mystical, and that's annoying, but Loki proves to be a pretty good resource, once Tony gets past the unbearable smugness. He's the one who designed the shield that once surrounded Asgard's palace.

Loki lets him sit and finish his brandy, but then, once Tony's glass is empty, Loki courteously begins to usher him on his way. Tony waves him off.

"Wait, hang on." He grabs the carafe and pours himself another drink. "You know you're smarter than you look."

"Oh, you flatter me," Loki says as if pleasantly surprised

"Yeah, I know," Tony says immediately, but then, "I'm joking, joking, listen, how about you come in, take a look at things. We pay a handsome consultation fee." Loki smiles a perfectly polite, perfectly symmetrical smile. "Come on, I'll fly you out, it'll be fun."

"Thank you, but I am needed here."

"You said that Thor is due back what, later tonight? Your people can look after themselves until then, right?"

"Yes, but he expects me here."

Tony bristles. "I'm sorry, I didn't know your brother was the boss of you. Or is this one of those 'mommy has to hold my hand or else I'm not allowed to cross the street' situations?"

Loki's face remains placidly content. "Neither, but nevertheless."

Tony doesn't believe this Buddha of infinite patience act. The last time he met this guy, he was a psychotic little bundle of exposed nerves and daddy issues, and now he's supposed to believe that, in a measly twenty years he's, what, grown up? Dealt with his shit?

It's not even about trying to get his help anymore -- he's got Banner, he's got a whole team of squirrelly, bright-eyed, tenured types from Caltech, they'll figure it out eventually -- it's just that, if there's anything Tony hates more than not getting his way, it's a puzzle that he's already solved unsolving itself.

"Wow, he's really got you domesticated on that dick huh?"

Loki doesn't even blink. He smiles sweetly. "Oh, it takes more than that."

There's a glitter there, though, like the flash of a salmon's flank through muddy water, but then nothing. No bait taken.

Fair enough. Tony's not happy about it, but even he won't keep poking the bear with the same stick over and over. Not when he's got other sticks. He sits back. "Suit yourself. Probably should've just gone to see Strange anyway, he's better at this sort of thing."

Loki barks a sudden laugh. Other people in the hall look over at them. "Strange? You would resort to that charlatan, that gutter shaman--"

Tony looks at him, pushing down his glee. That's got him. He leans in. "Buddy you're a street magician next to Stephen Strange"

Loki smiles again just as sweet but now there is teeth in it. "It's all right, but of course you wouldn't know any better, how could you?"

Tony doesn't feel anything in particular, but on his next breath, he's back in LA, he's sitting in his own Ekornes, in his own lab, and Loki is there, dressed in slacks and a buttondown, circling around the steel case of the artefact.

"You say it bends lightning?"

Tony rubs his eyes, slaps himself a little. He's still real. "It, uh, yeah," he says eloquently. "It seems to be generating an electromagnetic flux that is interfering with the other power source."

Loki and Tony talk shop. The problem with Tony's project is a matter of scale; his shield is electrical and therefore however light it is, it still has mass and there is the problem of collapse if it's deployed too quickly. What he wants, Loki tells him, is a shield made out of light.

There's back and forth about the technicalities of that. Tony wants the shield up all the time, which won't be possible with a light shield bc he also doesn't want anybody to know he's installed a shield around the earth. Also he wants to embed it with some surveillance shit, and you can't do that with light vs electricity.

Banner wanders in at some point and is startled to see Tony back so soon with a visitor. Loki greets him with sly familiarity, and Tony's gonna have to ask what that's about later.

They rig up fuckin flux capacitors or something, just as a scale model, and you know for the most part, it's friendly. Loki isn't bad to work with. Tony's kind of sorry now that they've never been on the same side until now. Loki's not got what he'd call an engineer's training but he's got an engineer's brain. He's also like a thousand years old and he's got a million stories for every happenstance. It's actually kind of fun.

Then the Prototype malfunctions

Tony's got his back turned, so he doesn't see, but Banner shouts out. It happens faster than either of them can react, but Loki does, shoving the both of them down by the scruff of the neck and Tony really isn't sure what happens next, except that one second he's hit the floor and the next, Loki's laying in a charred smoking heap next to him.

"Oh shit."

"What happened?"

"I don't know, I didn't see, did you see?"

"No! Is he, is he dead?"

"No, he's not dead." Tony peers down at Loki. He isn't moving. "Oh shit, is he dead? Hey, hey, Earth to Loki," he says more loudly. "Come on pal, wake up time." No reaction.

"This is bad. We gotta call Thor."

"We are not -- we got this! Look, he's gonna be fine, it's not even that bad."

Tony pokes him with his foot. Loki's body crackles like burnt toast.

"Tony, I really think we should call Thor."

"We are not calling Thor, why do you keep saying we should call Thor? This is none of his business."

"You really want him to find out that you killed his freaking husband on his own? He's gonna be so friggin pissed!"

"I didn't kill him! He's not dead, look, he's breathing, he's not dead."

"Jesus Christ, Tony--!"

"Come on, he's coming around! Look, we'll move him off the floor, he'll come to, we'll all have a laugh about it, Thor doesn't need to know."

"He is not coming around! That's just you tugging on his legs!"

"I am, and yet somehow." He leans all his weight into the pull. "Shit, how is he this heavy?"

"Call. Thor."

Tony drops the body's legs. He says peevishly, "Well, I don't have his number so I don't know how you expect me to call him."

Banner rummages through Loki's pockets and emerges with a cell phone.

"They have cell service in Asgard now?"

"They're practically Norwegian, Tony--"

"Ok, ok all right, fine."

Loki's phone is state of the art but unfussed with. He doesn't have a lock screen or any customisations. He doesn't even have Facebook. It looks like an old person's phone.

"He doesn't have any numbers saved."

"Well, just dial the last outgoing number then."

Tony goes into the phone app. There's like a hundred +47 numbers and a couple of +46s. There doesn't really seem to be any pattern to any of it. "Jesus, if I end up accidentally talking to the president of Belgium or something--"

"Just call!"

The last call placed was like 3 months ago, but he dials it anyway bc it's not like he's got any better ideas. Unfortunately, it starts ringing.

"It's not picking up."

"Don't hang up, it's only rung, like, two times."

"It's not picking up, I swear."

"Loki?" says a familiar voice.

Tony shoots to his feet.

"Heyyy Thor, buddy, how's it going, long time." He pinches the bridge of his nose and pushes down the pitchiness in his voice

"Who is this?"

Tony startles. "This is uh, Stark." He says lamely, "Tony Stark."

"Stark?"

"Yeah buddy?"

There is a pause, and an icy tundra of cultivated formality behind his, "I'm sorry, but who is this please?"

Tony makes a flabbergasted face. "We were, uh, we were in the Avengers together? I was in the metal suit--" Banner, looking perpetually beleaguered as he always does, mouths something incomprehensibly complicated at him, so Tony just gives him a thumbs up and a gesture to mean he's talking and it's kind of rude for him to interrupt.

Thor's voice goes a single degree warmer. "Oh yes, the iron man, yes."

"Formerly known as Ironman--"

("Tony!")

"-- listen," he continues, plugging his other ear pointedly. "I don't wanna -- you're probably busy right?"

"Yes, I am about to go into a meeting with Herr Bundeskanzler der Bundesrepublik Deutschland." He sounds distracted. "But this is my brother's cellular phone. How is it that you are speaking to me?"

"Oh, wow yeah, that sounds important, so yes, your brother, about him." Tony sucks in a deep breath and says it all in one, "Listen, he's fine, ok, at least, I'm pretty sure he's fine. So I don't want you to freak out, ok?"

Thor's voice drops into a register that shouldn't be sonically possible. "What has happened?"

Outside the window, it's like someone pulled the plug on the California sunshine. Thunder rolls in immediately. Softly, it starts to rain. Freaky.

Tony clears his throat. "I, uh, asked him to come in and look at this artefact we got from the Guardians, last time they were in town. It's -- look he's just not conscious ok, he's breathing, he looks fine, we just."

Lightning cracks across the sky, way too close for comfort. Tony jumps. "We're bringing him home right now, ok!" he yelps. "Just, he said you were expecting him later, so we thought we should let you know in case--"

"What have you done to my brother?"

"Nothing! I told you! It's cool, be cool! We're coming back to Asgard, ok, so don't -- "

The line goes dead

"Don't freak out. Shit."

"So, that sounded--"

"Yup, he's mad, we're gonna have to--"

Outside, the storm is picking up. Winds howling, thunder crashing. A deck chair tips into the pool.

"We gotta get him back to Asgard."

"How, Tony? We can't even lift him."

"I'm gonna." Tony stops, gathers himself, thinks. Ok, crisis mode. Time to get some shit done. He plans as he moves. "I'll go get my suit. Go see if you can round up some of the interns, tell them I'll give them double college credit or whatever, and text Happy, tell him we need a helicopter and a jet lined up like, yesterday."

Turns out the storm is worldwide. They get into the air only bc Tony's plane is technically capable of leaving the stratosphere, but the turbulence is something else.

Banner lurches, banging into the walls of the jet. "Call Thor again, tell him to lighten up."

"You call him!" Tony yells from the cockpit.

"I'm not the one who went into his house and kidnapped his freaking husband!"

"Jesus, ok, a) didn't kidnap him, he came on his own and b) you gotta stop calling him that, it's so friggin weird--"

"They got married, Tony, what else am I supposed to call him?"

"They don't even call themselves that! And I don't think, you know, legally--"

"If I may--"

Both Tony and Banner scream

Loki looks at them from the stretcher, propped up on one elbow. He looks exhausted but very much alive.

Tony flips the controls into autopilot and scurries back into the hold. "Oh my god you're alive, thank god youre alive, sweet Jesus, how much of that did you hear?"

Loki looks politely bored, like he's only here because it is his obligation to be. "Enough." He gestures, raising his hand to the straps over his legs and middle. "Might I-?"

Tony moves to unbuckle him, "Oh yeah, no here, Bruce, come help, here, sit up buddy, take a breather, you want some water? Here, have some water. How are you feeling?"

"All right," Loki says, sipping from a bottle. "A bit scorched."

"Ok," Tony says, peering at him seriously. "Ok good. Definitely not dead though, right? Cos your brother might think you're dead, and he's getting real worked up about it."

Loki looks out into the storm contemplatively. "He's frightened," he muses, then, "how did he find out?"

"Uh, yeah, ok, that's. Uh."

"Loki," Banner says gravely, like he's delivering bad news. "We had to call him."

"Oh." Loki sighs, looking crestfallen. "Damn."

"Yeah, sorry."

"I do wish you hadn't. He never takes well to the possibility, and he already had enough to worry about today."

"Can you get yourself back to him then? Only Tony says he doesn't know how he'll land with the winds like this."

Thunder cracks. They're somewhere over the Atlantic and Tony goes back to the cockpit and looks nervously out the windshield view.

"He's not out here, is he?"

"No," Loki points to the starboard side, "he's out there."

He does lead them straight to New Asgard though, so that's nice of him, given that his proximity had fried Tony's navigational system a couple hundred miles back.

There's a flash of something bright in the clouds like lightning, but it's not lightning, or rather, it's not just lightning. Thor flies beside them, glowing gold, suspended in the clouds in a crackling white blue net of electricity and what Tony will bet is sheer space viking rage. He grips both hands on the steering column, sweating, and trying very hard not to make eye contact.

Tony sticks his landing -- right next to his other plane, actually, which is remarkably convenient. Thor lands with a low boom just a couple hundred feet away. He's fully goddamn armoured like he's about to go to fucking war -- cloaked and everything, black leather from chin to heel and silver scales rippling over his crossed arms. Even through the driving rain and the wind and all that, it is perfectly easy to see every feature of his glowing, murderous face. So Tony keeps his own damn hands to his own damn self and lets Banner help Loki down the ramp and into the muddy street, following close behind with a golf umbrella and, you know, really wishing right about now for a metal suit and helmet behind which to hide. Nervous was never a good look on him.

But Loki walks out into the sheet rain like it's a springtime sprinkle. "I'm here," Tony hears him call out in one of their alien languages, the extremis helpfully translating. Next thing he knows, Thor has closed the distance between them and is folding Loki up into his arms. It's very "notebook" of him.

"You're not even gonna apologize?" he says incredulously.

The storm calms almost instantaneously, thunder pealing once more, uncomfortably close, but then fading away like a grumble. The rain lets up into a drizzle and the clouds go from black to grey. Tony shifts on his heels and then tugs at Banner's jacket. "Come on, let's go, before he notices," he mutters agitatedly, but Banner just bats at his hand.

Tony gestures. "They're fine, look, two giant peas in a pod, they don't need us here, they wouldn't even notice us leaving."

"Well, I'm going to apologize."

Tony is going to argue, but Thor and his brother have pulled apart now, and Thor is laying his massive, glowing hand alongside Loki's face. "You are not hurt?" he rumbles and when Loki shakes his head, Thor plants a long, lingering kiss to his forehead. "Go on inside," he says, "I'll follow in a moment"

"My love, they are your friends, remember that."

"I will follow you in a moment," Thor repeats, and when he steps forward, for all his irritating high-handedness and pompous condescension, Tony would, in this moment, trade dealing with Thor for dealing with his brother in a heartbeat.

"I don't want trouble with you," Tony blurts out, and starts backing the fuck up as he talks.

Up close, Thor is not how Tony remembers him. He's bigger somehow, brighter, way more intense, and he has only the one eye now, but it blazes as if he has fire inside of his skull. His whole body burns like he is wearing sunlight for skin and Tony is suddenly an old man standing before an angry god.

"No?" Thor isn't stopping, his fucking seven foot strides eating up distance like 100 yards was a pre-dinner snack. "Then why did you come here?" And that's thunder again, booming right above his head, and Tony's getting kinda sick of thunder at this point to be honest, Tony's maybe thinking about moving to a desert maybe and never getting caught in rainstorms again.

"Hey buddy--" he squeaks.

Thor picks him up by the collar and holds him dangling over the edge of New Asgard, and when he bellows at him, he does it in more of that terrifying god tongue.

"Jesus Christ, I would not, I would not dare, not in a million years, no sir."

"You would dare to plot against a king of Asgard?"

"You conspired your revenge against my brother and then you waited until I was gone, you waited until my home was at its most defenseless--"

"I came here looking for you!"

Thor thrashes him. "Explain yourself. Swiftly, before I forget we were once friends."

"I was looking for your help!" he squawks. "But he was here, not you, so he agreed to come with me. It was an accident he got hurt! Ask Banner! He was there!"

Thor drops him onto his knees and Tony doesn't wait to catch his breath to scoot as far away from that ledge as he can.

"Bruce Banner, is this true?" and of course Banner gets to hear him talk in English.

"Thor," Banner says solemnly, "I'm just here to say I'm sorry. We didn't know the flux capacitors were gonna discharge like they did, and we're grateful that Loki was there. He took the most of it because he stepped in front of us. We'd both probably be dead if it weren't for him. We're grateful."

"See?" Tony says, panting. "See, it's true, I'm not lying. I'm not conspiring!"

Tony doesn't need to be told twice. "Yup, roger that."

Thor stands over him, unmoved. "Get up. Leave now."

He shuttles his way back to his jet -- the first one, without the fried electricals -- but Thor keeps pace with him, on his heels like a jailkeep guarding a slippery suspect. Tony tries to walk faster, but he draws the line at jogging.

"Ok," Tony says nervily once they get to his plane. "Thanks for seeing us off, really appreciate it." But Thor stops him when he tries to close the hatch.

"This is our home," he says like an oath, "mine and his, and any who bear enmity toward Loki is an enemy of mine." Tony nods agreeably, makes agreeable sounds, enemy of Loki? Him, no, never. He loves that guy, definitely one of his favourite wizard types, top three. But Thor looks him in the eye and honestly? It's terrifying. Space vikings are terrifying.

"I have fought and killed for this peace, Anthony Stark, and I intend to keep it by whatever means necessary," he intones. He leans over him. "Do we understand one another?"

Tony gives him a thumbs up. "Yup. Perfectly."

Thor steps back and watches them lift off into the clearing sky. Banner waves at him, but Tony just keeps his eyes on the dash, swearing under his breath and surreptitiously rubbing his sweaty palms against his shaking legs.

"Hey, I think I figured out what's wrong with the flux capacitors," Banner says, halfway over the Atlantic again. "I think if we over account for the discharge rate, we can--"

Tony interrupts him, "Hey, you know what I've been thinking about a lot lately? Recycling machines. Like big, floating recycling machines that can pick up trash in the ocean or something. What do you say we try and work on that next?"

Banner sighs. "Seriously? I have a whole folder of schematics for ocean cleanup engineering projects, but I thought you'd never ask--"

#thorki #internal thorki fic tag #this is not a real fic i swear i wrote this whole thing out just so i could use the line ''he is an old man standing before an angry god''#i think I've accidentally implied that Bruce banner and tony stark might be life partners but I'm kind of ok with that so #you can really see my priorities here lol #kings of new asgard

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xenwrites · 3 years

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Loki (TV 2021), Thor (Movies) Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Loki/Loki (Marvel), Loki/Sylvie Characters: Loki (Marvel), Sylvie, Sylvie (Loki), Thor (Marvel) Additional Tags: Fix-It, Fix-it fic, Apocalypse, Flirting, fucking at the end of the world, apocalypse sex, they’re not in love it’s been six hours, but they are absolutely willing to fuck each other lets be honest here, and really wouldn't you?, Orgasm Denial, Drinking, implied Thorki, Selfcest, Het, sylvie - Freeform, Loki - Freeform, Sylki, One Shot, PWP, Porn With Plot, Rough Sex, Biting, Marking, Scratching, some horror elements, the world's on fire so, background death

Summary:

Strong legs wrap around his waist, so suddenly that he startles, and then Loki is being tugged closer until his knees collapse and he’s on top of her fully. The move knocks all the breath from him, and he has to focus to get his bearings back, “What are you-”

“Look,” Sylvie rasps, her nails biting into his arms. “if I’m going to die here, then I’d prefer not to go clutching each other and weeping. I’d rather die enjoying myself, wouldn’t you?”

In which the TVA doesn’t come in time, and Loki and Sylvie must face their final moments together as the planet shatters into pieces.

#loki (marvel)#Sylvie #sylki #loki/sylvie #selfcest #Loki Spoilers #implied/referenced thorki #God all my SU followers are gonna be pissed at me for writing a problematic ship but also like #pls dont send me hate mail just like quietly unfollow me if it upsets you #i worked very hard on this so i hope y'all enjoy it #please reblog

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runnerfivestillalive · 3 years

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The Price of Alliance: Part Three

Part Two | Part Four

It was two centuries, before Thor saw his brother again.

Zeus had not needed to come to Asgard in person very often, after all. Not after the marriage finalized their alliance. Mostly he sent delegates, just as they sent delegates to Olympus.

And none of those delegates, none of them, brought word of Loki, beyond confirmation of his continued existence!

But there was a rare, powerful alignment of the stars soon. Asgard would be in the perfect position to benefit from it, and so had invited many important guests.

Thor waited in the bifrost chamber, formally arrayed alongside his parents, trying not to look as... as he felt.

Loki was coming! Loki!

He remembered being a child, and all the times he had latched onto a visiting child and whisked them away to play, leaving the adults to their boring talk. He was far, far too old for that now, but he wasn’t at all certain he was going to resist the urge when Loki appeared.

Loki! Would he recognize him? No, of course he would. Wouldn’t he? How much could Loki have changed, from fourteen to two hundred twenty?

Two hundred and six years of being married and ruling in Olympus.

At long, long last, Heimdall activated the bifrost, and the Olympians - plus one Loki - or should he think of Loki as an Olympian, after all this time? - appeared.

He picked Loki out at once.

He didn’t look much different at all! He’d gotten taller, of course, and filled out a bit, from the gangly teen Thor had last seen. But there was something still unfinished about him, as if he hadn’t quite reached full maturity, even yet.

It was his expression that was different. His expression that made Thor’s eyes sweep over him again, just to be sure. His style of clothing had changed, and his hair, but... it was Loki. Loki, with closed off eyes, and the sort of tension in his shoulders that seemed permanent.

He greeted their parents formally, graceful but unfamiliar, as if they were the King and Queen of Asgard only, whom he had never met. He only glanced around at the rest of the welcoming party, eyes passing over Thor as if he were no one of note.

Did he look so different? He supposed he had filled out quite a bit more than Loki had. And added facial hair. And... well, he didn’t think he looked so unfinished, but perhaps that was only denial.

Their parents and Zeus got to talking, all trying to diplomatically intimidate the other, as servants swirled around with baggage and arrangements. As soon as the party broke ranks to proceed down the bifrost bridge, Thor snapped out of place, and to Loki’s side.

“Loki!” He’d meant to hug him, but Loki stiffened and took a small step back, enough to stop him. “How...” What could he possibly ask, to encompass everything he’d missed? “are you?”

But Loki was looking at him warily, smiling only politely. “I am well, thank you, Lord...?”

He didn’t recognize him! And Thor wanted to laugh in relief, at having the key to erasing Loki’s standoffishness! “Brother, it’s Thor!”

Loki brightened a bit, in response to his own enthusiasm, but still looked puzzled. “Brother... Oh! Yes, that’s right, I remember! I did have a brother!”

Thor felt his smile fall. “Remember? Do you not-“

“You said your name was... Thorn? Oh... I’d almost forgotten I had a brother! I was so young when I left Asgard.” He finally fell into step with the tail end of the party leaving the bifrost, apparently in no hurry to walk with Zeus, and tilted his head for Thor to walk with him.

“Thor!” Thor protested. “You were fourteen, Loki, hardly a toddler! You must remember!”

Loki frowned, and shrugged, looking more annoyed to be told what he must remember than at his lack of memory. “I remember some things, of course. But really, who remembers much of childhood?”

“I remember you!”

“Ah, but you’re... older?” His tone suggested it was a guess.

“By less than a year! I remember...” Everything. “I remember you very well.”

Loki shrugged. “I suppose it must be easier to remember when you’re living in the place of your memories, continuing the life of your memories. You may remember, with all your clarity, that I was moved to Olympus, and immediately expected to act as an adult in Olympian court.”

There was a definitely a tint of bitterness in his voice, but Thor latched onto a different, more terrifying detail. “An adult?”

“So I hardly had cause to wallow in- Yes, of course. I was married to Zeus, Thorn. You said you remembered.”

“But... but you were married later. You were taken to Olympus to continue your education in their ways; you weren’t married right away!”

Loki gave him an irritated look. “I assure you, I was. Ceremony. Feast. Marriage bed.” He snorted. “I suppose that’s education.”

He grabbed Loki’s arm, jerking them both to a halt, dragging him around to face him. “He took you into his marriage bed? That night?” He could feel the storm growing. Could feel the weight of Mjolnir, channeling it, pulling at it, seeming to grow heavier at his side.

“Let go of me!” Loki snarled. As if all too used to being roughly handled.

But Thor squeezed his arm harder, bruising. Lightning was beginning to dance over his skin. “Did he FUCK you when you were FOURTEEN, Loki?” His voice was far too loud. He didn’t care who heard.

No. He did care. He wanted that sick rapist to hear, to dread, to know what was coming.

And when Loki, still pulling away from his grip, said “Yes, of course he-“, Thor decided this dread was going to be the last thing Zeus would ever feel.

He released Loki, freed his hammer, and with half a swing, lunged over the frozen gawking servants, toward the front of the procession.

With every spark of power he could command, he brought the full force of himself and Mjolnir down on the rapist who had stolen his brother.

But of course, he wasn’t the only god of thunder in the fight.

Part Two | Part Four

#Story: The Price of Alliance #I don't know if this is good?#I wrote Part Two and Part Five recently and they're the first things I haven't written through writer's block in... a couple years.#Everything else felt like homework #I was just making myself write #so... idk #it didn't FEEL good #But sometimes you just have to try anyway.#eventual thorki #implied noncon #Loki whump #my fic

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worstloki · 4 years

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Any strong opinions on "Throki"

Nope. I really am neutral on most ships and don’t mind people shipping things even when I don’t see it working.

#They're SIBLINGS #and putting that aside any relationship they have that follows canon characterisation is bound to be extremely abusive anyways #I really don't think it's my place to judge people for what they choose to ship #personally I don't really ship anything #hence Tesseroki #I've got to say that justifying incest relationships by saying ''they're adopted'' isn't really a decent explanation #just because it implies siblings are nothing more than blood methinks #but most people have reasons they ship it that make sense to them and I can respect that #so just to clarify: no I don't ship Thorki but also no I'm not going to lecture people who do #a majority of shippers KNOW it's incest so there really isn't anything more to say #I'm... assuming this typo is supposed to say Thorki but feel free to correct me if that is not the case #I'm just generally pretty neutral and my opinions jump around a lot

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thorki antis who so things like 'omg thorkis wanna invalidate the fact that they're siblings' expose themselves as having never even looked at thorki content. like if ur gonna hate my ship at least hate it properly.

fr 99% of thorki content contains at least one of the following:

extended angst by one or both over the fact that they're attracted to their brother

their sibling issues + their romantic issues = angst^2

wistful memories of their upbringing together overlaid on their current situation

thor and/or loki moaning the word "brother" while banging like bunnies, sometimes while observing that the taboo aspect of fucking their brother makes the sex so much hotter

the remaining 1% of thorki content that contains none of the above is usually an unrelated AU where they are not, in fact, siblings.

so yeah i am not sure how that is in any way invalidating their sibling relationship. the content would not make much sense, most of the time, if it were not based on an understanding of their sibling relationship and how important it is to both of them and how it informs their entire personalities and everything going on in their lives.

ok ok I will grant that there are a few fans who have either been intimidated by antis into trying to argue that it's not incest because adoption, or who have seen others saying that sort of thing and think that's how we roll here. those fans are the minority and generally aren't the ones who've been here creating content unashamedly for a decade.

PSA to new thorkis: "pseudo-incest" is not a thing. If you're writing thorki, you should not be using that tag, because it's insulting to adoptive families by implying that they're not "real" families. You ship fictional incest and there's nothing wrong with that; don't let antis push you into using a hurtful tag. If you've used that tag in that past, it's ok, you didn't know. Just go change the tag now that you do.

(I do think it’s... funny... that the whole-ass reason people use that stupid tag or argue that it doesn’t count as incest since Loki is adopted... is because they’re afraid of being hunted down by the anti brigade for shipping incest. Antis manufactured a crisis to be mad about. Literally. Which, to my eyes, means they’re the ones responsible for the injury to adoptees.)

#replies #anon #thorki #and antis can bite me

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ao3feed-thor · 10 months

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Maps to Other Worlds

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/dODLxfC

by darklittlestory

Thor is looking for a ghost story he's been chasing across the realms and galaxies. Tales of her follow disasters and the ends of worlds, anywhere there were mass casualties. She's a mystery called the Enchantress to most, but Thor just knows her as Loki, the little sister who was taken from him as a child. Someone else will find Thor first, and nothing will ever be the same.

Words: 7937, Chapters: 4/9, Language: English

Fandoms: Thor (Movies), Loki (TV 2021)

Rating: Mature

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: Multi

Characters: Thor (Marvel), Loki (Marvel), Sylvie (Loki TV), Frigga | Freyja (Marvel), Odin (Marvel), Thanos (Marvel)

Relationships: Loki/Thor (Marvel), Loki/Sylvie (Loki TV)/Thor

Additional Tags: implied Sylkior, definite Thorki, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, vaguely compliant with MCU and some of Marvel 616, Sibling Incest, Sibling Rivalry, Sibling Bonding, all of the sibling feelings all of the time, playing a bit fast and loose with an already inconsistent canon

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/dODLxfC

#IFTTT #ao3feed #fanfic #thor

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lavender-lotion · 3 years

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Fanfic Writer Asks

I was tagged by @asarcasticwitch - thank you so much!

1) How many works do you have on AO3?

737, which is an ugly number :(

2) What’s your total AO3 word count?

1,890,054 words, which ... AH I might actually get to 2mil by the end of the year!

3) How many fandoms have you written for, and what are they?

thank you, ao3 dashboard for this handy list:

Teen Wolf (TV) (377)

X-Men (Alternate Timeline Movies) (187)

Marvel Cinematic Universe (93)

Glee (29)

Young Justice (Cartoon) (11)

Kingsman (Movies) (9)

Original Work (9)

The Avengers (Marvel Movies) (8)

Criminal Minds (US TV) (7)

Thor (Movies) (6)

Deadpool (Movieverse) (5)

Weird City (TV) (5)

X-Men (Original Timeline Movies) (4)

Yu-Gi-Oh! Duel Monsters (Anime & Manga) (4)

Ragnarok (TV 2020) (4)

Spider-Man (Tom Holland Movies) (3)

Teen Wolf (TV) RPF (3)

Iron Man (Movies) (3)

The House in the Cerulean Sea - T. J. Klune (2)

Venom (Marvel Movies) (1)

Stranger Things (TV 2016) (1)

Captain America (Movies) (1)

Fate: The Winx Saga (TV) (1)

Power Rangers Ninja Storm (1)

X-Men - All Media Types (1)

Percy Jackson and the Olympians - Rick Riordan (1)

Riverdale (TV 2017) (1)

X-Men Evolution (1)

Push (2009) (1)

4) What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

With You, I Belong

Mates and Marriage Proposals

The Perceptions of You and I

(baby) maybe that matters more

Breathing You In

5) What’s the fic you’ve written with the angstiest ending?

ughh so, fair warning, I have a lot of works. I definitely do not remember all of them, however I do have four works tagged as Unhappy Ending and then another nine works tagged Ambiguous/Open Ending, which is way more than I’d thought I had!

however, there is one fic that stands out in mind when I think about which of my works has the angstiest ending! Heed the tags :)

And Now?

Stiles Stilinski finds out who his soul mates are by setting one on fire.

6) What’s the fic you’ve written with the happiest ending?

ughhhhhhhh I truly do not know???

7) Do you write crossovers? If so, what is the craziest one you’ve written?

I don’t write many crossovers at all! I have some mcu/teen wolf cross overs, I have a teen wolf/glee cross over plotted (that i’ll probably never write), but my strangest is probably this teen wolf/x-men cross over!

what-ifs (don’t fuckin’ matter to no one)

Teen And Up Audiences | No Archive Warnings Apply | M/M | X-Men (Alternate Timeline Movies)Teen Wolf (TV) | Logan (X-Men)/Sheriff Stilinski | Logan (X-Men), Sheriff Stilinski, Stiles Stilinski | Memory Loss, Telepathy, Mentions of War, Implied/Referenced Alcohol Abuse/Alcoholism, Child Neglect, Grief/Mourning, Telepath Stiles Stilinski, Telekinetic Stiles Stilinski, Nightmares, Cuddling & Snuggling

There’s somethin’ there. Somethin’ that has him sleeping curled up on his side with a pillow tucked to his chest, somethin’ that has him splittin’ up his food ‘fore he eats ‘cause he don’t need as much as a baseline. Has him turnin’ to tell someone shit that ain’t there. There’s just...there’s just somethin’ there that’s missin’ and it shouldn’t be missin’.

8) Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

sometimes! I don’t write a lot of smut because I actively dislike writing it, but the smut I do write is super super soft and sappy and full of emotions lol

9) Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

I respond to almost all of my comments! comments i won’t respond to: negative comments, unsolicited criticism, comments that aren’t relevant to the fic itself, comments simply asking for more

I love love love responding to comments! I love every single comment that I get and I want to show how much I appreciate getting them, and personally I think responding to comments is the only way to do that! everyone has different comment philosophies, but for me, if someone is taking the time to comment on my fic like I so badly want them to, I think it’s important to respond to show my appreciation!

10) Have you ever received hate on a fic?

aha YEAH I DO. this past weekend I actually got a number of shitty comments and had to file two ao3 abuse reports for harrasment (: I love it

I am no stranger to hate comments. I write copious amounts of age difference fic. I write copious amounts of incest. I am not going to apologize nor am I going to feel bad for enjoying either.

11) Have you ever had a fic stolen?

ughhh I sure as heck hope not!

12) Have you ever had a fic translated?

Yes! I have a number of them :) I always always do my best to make sure it’s linked to the original fic, AND that I add a tag noting that there’s a translation!

13) Have you ever co-written a fic before?

I have made a few attempts! the only successful attempt is there's nothing i wouldn't do to make you feel my love which is a collaboration with @flightinflame, not quite a co-write!

14) What’s your all-time favorite ship?

I am unable to answer this lol I don’t have an all-time favourite. mutli-shipping forever.

15) What’s a WIP that you want to finish but don’t think you ever will?

god okay this is such a good question! imma ramble about a few so bear with me here! (i may have 700 posted works but I also have a few hundreds wips & ideas floating around in my gdrive, too)

gone & past - this is a starrish wip i’d started in 2017. I ended up deleting it from ao3 to rewrite it and never got there, but I have about 20k of content! I built my home, inside of you - thorki human au with college jock thor and high school dancer loki. i’ve got a start and nothing else Sheriff Stilinski Gets Some Sweet Sweet Lovin’ - massive wip where... well, the sheriff fucks his way through the entire pack. I want to write it but. trans allison au - this is an au where allison is trans and that changes the entire season 1 canon. it features stallison, petopher, and a looooooong ass outline that will never exist beyond my wips You Fill My Heart (With Such a Gentle Love) - this is a stetopher a/b/o au with pregnant omega stiles and alpha pair petopher falling in love. it started as a labour of love to someone I no longer have in my life. I have about 30k, a full outline, but idk. makes me sad to think about it they slipped briskly into an intimacy from which they never recovered - this is my big x-men first class rewrite that I honestly don’t think i’ll ever finish. I have a few thousand words, a full outline, but no love lost for cherik so. doubtful Physiotherapy (I'll Be Your Baby) - this was a fic I was SO excited about, and then it kinda flopped and stayed a wip because I didn’t have a plan or the motivation to finish it. it’s a winterspider human au with amputee bucky and science twink peter that I adore the premise of but who knows breathing you in chapter 2 - I have a massive second chapter planned for this fic but the first did so good so fast I am way too intimidated to write more in case everyone hates it lmao

there are more arjgoirjeg there are so many more but these are the bigger ones I can think of right now!

16) What are your writing strengths?

ughhhhh I hate answering this because I have, like, seriously bad imposter syndrome around my writing BUT I do think i’m able to weave poignant backstory into narration & i write strong, distinctive narrative voices!

17) What are your writing weaknesses?

literally I can’t write settings at all. I don’t know how people vividly describe settings but I absolutely cannot do that and it’s one of the reasons I haven’t delved into original fiction. I need to write the town my characters live in?? fuck that imma just use a location we’ve seen on screen & let readers fill in the blanks lmao

I am also shit at long fic. I don’t have the mind for long and interesting plots, and I don’t have the focus to write long fic (which is why every long fic i’ve ever posted has taken me literal years to complete smh).

18) What are your thoughts on writing dialogue in other languages in a fic?

I like it! both as a reader and as a writer. as a writer, I generally only use a few words, or small sentences that can be understood by context, and I generally don’t

19) What was the first fandom you wrote for?

the last thing I wrote and posted was this one:

Languish

It was a really, really hot Saturday, and most of the school was outback, enjoying the sun, not caring about the heat, and having the time of their life.

Everyone but Bobby, of course, who was melting away.

“I just want to remind everyone that I make ice. I am the Ice Man. I am not built for the heat and soon enough I’m going to melt away into nothing.”

20) What’s your favourite fic you’ve written?

this is another impossible question! I have a few I really enjoy, but I really don’t think I have a favourite that stands out above the rest!

i’m tagging: @4magicandmayhem @insertmeaningfulusername @midrashic @wynnefic @ikeracity @stronglyobsessed @elledelajoie @wolfnprey & anyone else who sees it and wants to do it! seriously! go ahead :)

blank questions below the read more!

1) How many works do you have on AO3?

2) What’s your total AO3 word count?

3) How many fandoms have you written for, and what are they?

4) What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

5) What’s the fic you’ve written with the angstiest ending?

6) What’s the fic you’ve written with the happiest ending?

7) Do you write crossovers? If so, what is the craziest one you’ve written?

8) Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

9) Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

10) Have you ever received hate on a fic?

11) Have you ever had a fic stolen?

12) Have you ever had a fic translated?

13) Have you ever co-written a fic before?

14) What’s your all-time favorite ship?

15) What’s a WIP that you want to finish but don’t think you ever will?

16) What are your writing strengths?

17) What are your writing weaknesses?

18) What are your thoughts on writing dialogue in other languages in a fic?

19) What was the first fandom you wrote for?

20) What’s your favourite fic you’ve written?

#lavenderlotion #my writing #writing tag #writing meme

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