#''thor my child come here... loki my loki get over here too''

[deathmetalunicorn1]

HEEELLLLOOO. Can i please request a scenario with Poseidon, Hades, Loki, Thor, and Beelzebub having kids with reader, but the kids started monopolizing their mother and wouldn’t let their parents have an alone time? Thank you so much (✯◡✯)

-Your twin boys with your darling husband were your pride and joy, looking exactly like your husband, much to your annoyance as you did all the hard work.

-They were now three, balls of energy, coming into their personalities, and were definitely mama’s boys. They adored you to pieces, constantly wanting to hug you, hold your hands, and keep your kisses all for them.

-This did not sit well with your husband; he loved his sons to pieces, and they adored him because he was teaching them so many things, but if you were around, they held you hostage and would whine and push their father away, keeping you all for themselves.

-Poseidon- Could only scowl as he pouted, laying in your shared bed, arms folded as you cuddled with your babies who had run into your room, wanting to sleep with you. Tonight was the first night in a long while you and Poseidon had finally got some alone time and you were going to spend it doing certain activities~ but when they ran in, Poseidon was instantly pouting. He glanced over, seeing your apologetic eyes and instantly grabbed the child closest to him, pulling him close and rolled over, “Mine!” his brother shouted out while the two were quickly laughing as his son was trying to get free, “Let go!” Poseidon just snuggled him harder, “Nope, if you want to sleep in my bed, I get cuddles too, not just mama.” You giggled as it quickly dissolved into a pillow fight, which wore your children out and you were able to sneak them back into their beds before running back to your shared bedroom.

-Hades- Loved his children to pieces, willing to kill for them, but he was ready to throw them out into the backyard just so he could get in some alone time with you, even if it was just a few minutes. Hades was your third child at times, his arms around your waist, clinging to you as your children tried to separate the two of you, while you were just trying to make lunch. After being treated like a toy, you threw all three out of the kitchen, scolding them all, “If you three can’t share, then none of you get any cuddles and kisses!” you ignored the three pouting men in your life for the next twenty minutes, teaching them a lesson and Hades had to talk to them, giving them an important lesson. All three hugged you tightly a bit, apologizing to you before your twins promised to share you, which made you smile. 

-Loki- Turned it into a game, almost like hide-and-seek meets tag, Loki would spirit you away and tell your sons to come and find you, and if they couldn’t, then Loki would win and would get to spend the next half hour with you, alone, but if they did find you, then Loki would have to play with them and you get them affection. Your boys were getting smarter, finding Loki’s hiding places more easily now, as they were starting to use their own magic, just a bit of floating here and there. Loki managed to hide you in the last place they would look, the bathroom, as they hated taking baths, they saw the bathroom as an evil place. Loki basked in your affections as you peppered his face with kisses, he froze when the door slammed open, “Found you!” he groaned softly, picking you up and tried to run, “Gotta catch us first!” you laughed, your arms around his neck while your boys chased after you.

-Thor- Was smart about this when his boys first started to do this, he knew he could have hours of alone time with you, he just had to wear them out. Exercise in the form of games were the way to go, as they both wanted to be big and strong like their father, so Thor thought of games that would train them, but were also fun and would burn energy. They would play for hours with both you and Thor, and would be out the whole night so you and Thor could spend alone time together. You found it amusing when he would cling to you, like he was a child himself, wanting your attention for his own.

-Beelzebub- He’s not jealous of his twin sons, no way, he’s not! He is. When he’s spending time with you, slow dancing, kissing, cuddling, and the boys run in, stealing you away, he can’t help but scowl, pouting that you were taken away. He couldn’t fight a child, let alone his own children, and you were always so happy when your boys would seek you out. He considered, for like half of a second, researching ways to keep them asleep at night, but immediately refused the idea, furious at himself. You were the one who came up with the good idea, taking all three of them outside and playing with them all, making your boys run around. When you returned home that night, the twins were both knocked out cold, having burned off all of their energy and Beelzebub was selfish, keeping you all to himself, which did make you laugh. He found it enjoyable but also relaxing, to play with his kids, especially if he could burn them out!

#record of ragnarok #ror x reader #ror poseidon #ror hades #ror loki #ror thor #ror beelzebub

[ravensinthedaylight]

Ready or Not, Here I Come - Mama!Nat x Daughter!Reader

Summery: Your mama, Natasha can’t find you during a game of hide and seek and gets slightly worried

Notes: ‘Calls’ as in shouting, I’m going to assume reader is too young to have a phone yet, loll.

Readers Age: 4 Years Old

Requests: Open

“Ninety-Nine... One-Hundred! Alright Malysh! Ready or not, here I come! Mama’s gonna find her little loon!” Natasha called out into the hallway of her section of the compound.

You both had just gotten back from spending the weekend at the Barton’s farm, over the weekend you had developed a love for the game of hide-and-seek from the two eldest Barton children.

So far this was yours and Natasha’s third game, and Natasha was just as into it as you were since she just could’t get enough of seeing your cheeky little grin or hearing your adorable squeal whenever she found you.

“Y/nnnnnn! Come out, come out where ever you are, манчкин.” 

Nothing.

Hm, you were learning fast. The first round you had come out of your hiding spot straight after she had called you, always being a child to answer when called so that you wouldn’t give your mama a scare.

Natasha made sure to make her steps heavy, knowing that you would giggle if you felt as though you were tricking her.

“Could my little Y/N/N be under the carpet?” She called out as she lifted the carpet gently. “Oh? She isn’t here!” She called out, pretending to sound shocked.

Although she was a little but when she didn’t hear a sound afterwards.

You were really getting good at this game. Clint had thought you well. She could imagine his words of ‘the student becomes the master’

“Ohhhhhh Y-NNNNN!” She sang. “Mama’s coming to find youuu.”

Nothing. Huh.

For the next minute Natasha played it the way she usually did, making silly little comments as well as looking at the spots where it was plain-fully obvious you weren’t hiding. But you were beginning to worry her by remaining quiet.

You were a quiet child, of course. But usually during games like this the more your mama called the more you wanted to run to her and make sure that she wasn’t actually worried, plus you loved the cuddles that you would receive.

“Y/N? Sweetheart?”

If you just giggles or let out a huff or something she would gladly keep pretending for another five minutes, but there wasn’t a peep out of you.

“Come on honey, Mama can’t find you anywhere. She gives up!” 

Natasha thought that that ought to do it. But it didn’t. Still not a sound. 

And due to having received a small dose of syrum during her time in the red room, her hearing was better than the average person’s, making it easier to hear around your’s and her’s apartment in the compound. Which helped whenever you had a nightmare or needed to get up at night due to a tummy ache.

Natasha was panicking now, switching into protective Mama mode.

She began to search all of your previous hiding spots where you had hid in perviously. But nothing.

She would have heard the door open if you went to go somewhere else in the compound.

“Y/N! Come on sweetheart! Why don’t we go find Uncle Thor? He and Loki just got back from Asgard, you love Uncle Loki!”

You did love Uncle Loki, he was one of your favourite uncles and if something wasn’t terribly wrong you would have zoomed over to her that very second from where you were supposed to be hiding.

“Malyshka please. Are you stuck? Do you need Mama to come get you?”

Natasha wandered aimlessly around the apartment, not entirely sure what to do. She didn’t want to leave incase you got scared if you came out of your hiding spot because she wasn’t there.

It wasn’t until she noticed a little pair of kids’ shoes sticking out from under the rack that she felt huge relief.

Natasha pulled a few of the coats to the side and smiled in relief and at the adorable sight in front of her.

You were fast asleep, your head resting on her slippers. 

She should have known how tired you would be. You had been running wild with the Barton kids all day, you had stayed awake the entire car journey back chatting away because you felt that if you fell asleep Natasha would be lonely, you had then played another two games while running around with Natasha. She’s surprised you hadn’t fallen asleep sooner.

After she quickly snapped a picture of you on her phone she put it away and went to softly pick you up, you were light, so it was no problem.

“C’mere sweet pea.” She murmured as you let out a small grunt.

“Mama.” You whined slightly.

“Right here Moye Serdtse.” She cooed softy as you lay your head on her shoulder. 

“Did I win?”

Natasha suppressed a laugh. You had won in scaring her if that’s what you meant, which of course it wasn’t.

She studied your red locks that you inherited from her, and said something that she had known since the day she she discovered your existence. “I won.” She said lovingly. She had won, she had won in life because she had you. What else could she ever need?

You huffed, not understanding what she really meant. “Next time I will.”

“Maybe.” Natasha chuckled. “Let’s go sweetheart, you can sleep in my bed.”

You smiled up tiredly at Natasha as she moved some hairs from your face. “Yes please, Mama.”

“I love you. Malyshka.”

“Iluvoo too...” You replied, half asleep on your Mama’s shoulder already.

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[november-rayne]

Chapter Three: The Message

A/N: Being a God has its perks; strength, accelerated healing, stamina...

Word Count: 2200

Rating: Mature

Tags: Loki being a spoiled prince, implied smut, nothing too graphic

Chapter Index

*This story is for mature audiences only.* 18+ *Minors DNI*

Loki was famished by the time he had finished with the maid from the library. He had made her come three more times before he left her. He took her from behind in front of the fireplace. He had her on her back on the chaise. And the first time he took her, he lowered her onto himself, and she rode him hard while they were still on the sofa.

He forgot to ask for her name, but he made another mental note: ‘Housemaid, short, blonde: good kisser, eager to please, deft hands, comes easily.’

He walked swiftly through the palace with a broad smile, wholly sated but starving. He walked straight for his chambers, taking long strides. His library adventure had occupied most of the early evening, and he missed dinner in the main hall. Not that he cared much; while his parents were away on business, all the courtiers had been demanding too much of his attention, boring him with their tales of inferred affronts or trying to engage him in other political discussions.

“Brother!”  Distracted by his daydreams, he almost ran into his brother, Thor, as he reached the top of the staircase. “I was looking for you at dinner.”

“I missed it,” he said, not slowing his pace.

“I do not dare guess why,” Thor observed the flush in his usually pale cheeks, the messy state of his usually kempt hair, and the disheveled look of his clothes. Not to mention the enormous smile pasted on his face. “Either you just won a fight, or you were dipping your wick somewhere.”

“You are too clever, Brother. I can keep no secret from you. I am just back from the training grounds.”

“Obviously.”  Thor rolled his eyes at his brother’s weak attempt at deception. Loki’s promiscuous reputation was hardly a secret. Ever since he was a teenager, he had basked in the fleshly attention he received after growing into his looks. It was even rumored that he lost his virginity while in the company of two maidens from his history class.

He frequently seduced servants, nobles, and even commoners living in the capital city surrounding the palace. It was a power he loved wielding. He always made sure it was a win-win situation. He relished giving pleasure as much as he loved receiving it. He always used the proper spells to shield himself from getting a child on someone or catching an infection.

When Loki did court, it lasted only a short time. He found keeping company with the same person became tedious after a while. He usually broke things off before the other person got any ideas that it could be a long-term endeavor.

Thor, on the other hand, preferred to court his partners and only took them to bed once promises of commitment were exchanged.

“If you will excuse me now, Brother, I have worked up quite the appetite today and am desperate for a bath.” 

“Of course. But if you could spare some time before breakfast, I would like to get your thoughts on the message from Mother.”  Loki reached into his pocket, double-checking that he remembered the envelope.

“Yes. Yes. Nothing would make me happier.” 

Thor’s eyebrows shot up, “You haven’t read it yet, have you?” 

“Of course not. I told you I have had a hectic day—lots of meetings…and physical… combat training. I am ravenous. I will look it over once I have eaten, I promise.”

“It’s important.”  Thor gave him a serious look.

“Of course. You have my word.”

“I will meet with you here before breakfast then. Rest well, Brother.”  Thor left Loki at the double doors to his apartment.

Loki called for his chambermaid as soon as he entered his sitting room.

“Your Highness,” the maid called Sera responded with a deep curtesy.

“Draw my bath and lay out my robe. Send for my dinner, something hearty, and have it set up by the fire when I get out of the tub.”

“Right away, My Prince.”  She hurried off to the bathroom that lay just beyond Loki’s bedroom.

He removed the message from his mother, still sealed with wax in its parchment envelope. He thought about opening it now but recalling his brother’s face when he asked about it; he decided to wait until he was fed and comfortable. He left it on his desk and sunk into his chair. The activities of the day played on repeat in his mind.

“Your bath is ready, Your Highness.”

Loki headed to the bathroom, leaving a trail of clothes behind him.

“Make sure those are cleaned and pressed,” he ordered unnecessarily as the chambermaid followed behind him, gathering the laundry as she went.

“Yes, My Prince.”

Loki sunk into the deep bathtub, submerging himself to wet his hair. Sera pulled a basket and a stool out of a nearby cabinet and settled down next to the tub. She selected the shampoo from the basket and began washing his hair. She used her nails to massage his scalp just the way he liked.

“Divine,” he whispered.

“Head back, please.” 

He obliged as she rinsed his hair with a large pitcher filled with warm water and lavender essence. She gently wrung out the water from his shoulder-length tresses when all the suds were gone. Next, she took her time massaging the lavender conditioning oils into his scalp with the pads of her fingers.

She loved hearing the little sounds of pleasure the prince made while she was caring for him. It made her so proud of the job she did. She would do, and has done, anything the prince desired. She combed all the knots from his hair, loving how it felt like black silk under her fingers.

“May I join you in the bath tonight, Your Highness? I could scrub your back like last time.” She kept her voice low and quiet behind him.

“As wonderful as that sounds, I am afraid I will have to pass tonight.”  As if on cue, Loki’s stomach growled loudly. “I will finish washing. You go and check on my dinner.”

“Yes, My Prince.” She sounded disappointed as she placed a stack of clean towels on the stool she just vacated. “You must be starving. I will make haste.”

Loki finished his bath; exiting the tub, he wrapped a towel around his waist. He took another towel and started patting his top half dry.

Looking in the mirror, he admired his “battle scars.” Light blue and purple mouth-sized bruises at the base of his neck, chest, and abdomen, and fingernail scratches on his back and buttocks. He gave himself a broad smile in the mirror.

‘Not bad for a day’s work,’ he thought to himself. Fortunately, as a God imbued with the magic of the Æsir, he had accelerated healing; soon there would be no trace of his lusty activities.

In his bedroom, he found his favorite robe lying across his bed. He put it on over his naked body, tying the sash loosely around his waist.

His dinner awaited him as he entered the front room of his chambers. He settled in at the little table beside the fireplace and ate his fill, enjoying every morsel. Clean and with a full belly, Loki was enjoying the warmth of the fire, almost ready to fall asleep in his chair as Sera came over to clean up.

Loki perked up slightly as he took in the view of the curve of her bum as she leaned over the table to clear it. “Thank you for your service, sweetling. You are the finest chambermaid I have ever had.”  She followed his eyes as he ran his gaze traveled over her body.

She blushed as she stacked the dishes on the tray. “It is my pleasure to serve you, Your Highness.”  She carried the tray to the table by the chamber’s main entrance and quickly returned to the prince’s side. She stared at his bare chest peeking out from his loose robe, heat rising in her body. “May I…will you be requiring-” Loki’s mouth cut her off. He kissed her deeply, wrapped one hand around her waist, and raised the other to massage her breast as he stood up from his chair.

“You have already served me so well tonight. Take the rest of the night off. I have work to do.”  She looked stricken as he stepped away from her toward his desk. “And tomorrow morning as well. I think I still remember how to dress myself.”  He picked up the message from his mother and eyed it warily.

“If you please, it would be my pleasure, My Prince.” She moved to his side again.

“Oh, of that, I am sure,” Loki said, chuckling, laying the envelope back on the desk. “I cannot have you getting too attached to me, sweetling. I will ruin you for all other men.”

Feeling emboldened, she untied the sash holding Loki’s robe closed. Her eyes drank in his beautiful, naked body. Her heart raced, and her skin felt like fire. She ran her hands down his chest, looking up at his ocean-blue eyes.

“Please?” she asked meekly.

“Mmmm….” He kissed her gently. “So bold.” He took her face into both of his hands. “I do have work to do.” He kissed her again. “But you do taste so sweet.” 

She wrapped her arms around his waist, pressing her body to his. “I have an early meeting with my brother, pet.” He gave her a deep kiss, pulling her hair ribbon, letting her hair fall from the knot on the top of her head like a chestnut waterfall down to her waist.

“He will be very cross with me if I am ill-prepared,” he kissed her again. He was untying her apron behind her back. “You should go sleep in your quarters tonight. I need my rest.”  She pouted, her bottom lip jutting out, and looked up at Loki with mock sad eyes. He laughed and kissed her bottom lip before nipping it with his teeth.

“Let me warm your bed tonight, My Prince, and in the morning, I will wake you for your early meeting.” She raised her tiptoes so that her mouth was close to Loki’s ear, “I will wake you with my mouth. If it would please my Prince.” She ran her hand over his hip and cradled his length in her palm.

With that, the last bit of Loki’s resolve faltered. The message from his mother was all but forgotten as he lifted Sera from the floor, wrapping her legs around his waist. He carried her to his bedroom and threw her down on the bed.

Despite already having had copious amounts of sex that day, Loki obliged the chambermaid for hours more until she was happy and sated. She was amorous and eager, and he was delighted to please her. He was exhausted by the time she finally drifted off to sleep.

It was well after midnight when he slipped from the bed, pulling on his robe; he tried to make as little noise as possible as he shut the bedroom door behind him.

As much as he wanted to stay tangled up with the naked sleeping woman in his warm bed, he finally needed to read that message from his mother. He promised Thor, and Loki always kept his promises to his brother.

He carried the envelope to one of the large leather armchairs near the fireplace. With a wave of his hand, the fire roared back to life. Sinking in and getting comfortable, Loki took a deep breath and broke the wax seal. His eyes glided quickly over the paper covered in his mother’s elegant handwriting.

As he read, several emotions crossed his beautiful face: amusement, concern, horror, and finally, disbelief. He shook his head.

‘How? How could they do this to me? Mother knows my feelings. How could she think this is a good idea?’  As exhausted as he was a few minutes earlier, he made no move to return to his bed and the young beauty it held. Instead, he sat and stared into the fire, silently reeling from the news he had just received.

            ‘My dearest boys, your father and I continue our diplomatic tour of Asgard, hearing from the people and meeting with the Lords and Ladies of the realm.

We recently spent several weeks in the North. It is sparsely populated but extraordinarily rich in resources. Your father and I toured an emerald mine, visited the home of a local cattle farmer, and spent quite a bit of time with the Warden of the North, Lord Anderson and his family.

Which brings me to the main purpose of this letter. Your father was quite taken with their family’s story. Lord and Lady Anderson lost both of their sons and only male heirs in the battle of Svolder, leaving the sizeable demesne without an heir.

Your father, our King, has agreed to the betrothal of their daughter, Sigyn, to you, my sweet prince Loki. The betrothal contract has been signed and witnessed. You will inherit Smaragdberg on your wife’s behalf when Lord Anderson passes on to Valhalla. Until then, you and your bride will live at the palace and be tutored in Feudalism.

Your father wanted to wait to tell you when we returned, but I wanted you boys to hear it from me first. This is quite the announcement to have sprung on you in a letter. I am sorry to break the news to you in this way. Please forgive me.

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[michelleleewise]

Eternity

Pairing: V! Loki x V! Reader x V! Bucky

Warnings: moderate graphic violence, mentions if blood and dismemberment, swearing, knives, yelling, minor character death, smut (p in v), anal play, threesome, double penatration, unprotected sex, oral (female recieving), MM smut (making out), slash, NSFW, 18+ only, graphic smut.

Summary: the threw of you finally come face to face with Odin......

A/n- aaahhh!!! Here we are....the end!!! Thank you all so much for reading, commenting, reblogging, all the things!! You are all absolutely amazing!!! Love you all and please heed the warnings!!!! 💚💚

Finale part one -- Finale part two-

You ran as fast as you could, the bad feeling in the pit of your stomach was getting worse the longer you were away from Loki. "Come on james, somethings wrong!" You yelled behind you, willing you feet to move faster when you saw Loki ahead, slowly circling another man..."Odin." You whispered, running nearer hearing them talking "I told you my son.." Odin started "I am not your son!" Loki yelled, his fingers digging into the hilt of his dagger "you made me this....thing! I never wanted any of this!" He continued, his eyes flashing red "stop being a child! I gave you a gift!" Odin yelled back.

"This is no gift!" Loki yelled pacing around him as you and James stepped up next to him. "Ah...I see you brought your whore with you." Odin sneered glaring at you "what did you say?" You asked, trying to walk to him as Loki and James grabbed your arms "does she know?" Odin asked looking at Loki. "That you murdered my betrothed...yes she knows." Loki said "it was a shame really, she was quite lovely, this one is so....homely." Odin sneered. "I'm gonna rip his throat out." You gritted trying to pull yourself free. "You must have been truly desperate." Odin sneered, smiling at you. "You son of a.." you were cut off as Loki pulled you to him "stop! He's trying to get under you skin." Loki said making you look at him. He pressed his forehead to yours whispering "let's end this." You nodded, gripping your daggers as you backed up, eyeing odin.

"And an obedient little bitch too." Odin snarked. "Enough!" Loki yelled circling to the left, you going right. "I may spend eternity as this.." loki said waving his arm up and down "but you will not live to see another moon." Loki said pointing his dagger at him. "We'll see about that." Odin said, pulling out a set of daggers, his eyes not leaving loki "well come on then old man." Loki sneered as him and Odin ran at eachother, metal meeting metal as sparks flew through the air. You and James looking at eachother waiting when Odin's fist connected with Loki's jaw sending him to the ground.

"You had such potential." Odin said walking around him "all wasted on some useless cunt." He growled, kicking Loki in the stomach hard when you lunged forward, swinging your dagger at him as he ducked, grabbing your wrist twisting your arm behind you, pulling you to his chest pushing your arm up making you wince. "Mmm...you are fiesty." He hummed, burying his nose in your hair "maybe I'll have a taste and see what makes you so special." He purred on your ear licking the side of your face when he was suddenly pulled from you, looking back seeing James's fist meeting Odin's chin, sending him off balance when Loki jumped up, kicking him in the chest sending him to the ground. "You will not touch her!" Loki yelled, grabbing his arm, bringing his dagger down on his wrist severing his hand.

Odin's scream echoed through the night as he cradled his arm to his chest "why are you doinf this? haven't I given you everything!?" Odin yelled rolling to his stomach "all I have ever wanted, was you and thor dead at my feet!" Loki yelled, his boot connecting with Odin's face sending him rolling, landing on his back as Loki walked over, towering over him "you took everything from me." Loki growled, stepping over him, dropping down to his knees pinning Odin's arms down "my life..." he gritted, leaning over cutting off his other hand off, Odin's screams filling the air. "My family...." Loki said as you and James walked to Odin's feet, slicing through them hearing him wail. Loki leaned down to Odin's ear, gripping his dagger "my love..." he snarled, digging the dagger into his neck, hearing odin choking as Loki leaned back, his other dagger poised to strike "see you in hell...monster!" He yelled, plunging his dagger into Odin's chest.

"Loki!" You yelled, pointing towards the horizon seeing the sun begjn to rise "you two, get to the house, now!" Loki yelled standing up "we aren't leaving you!" James said grabbing Loki's arm "I will be right behind you...now go!" Loki yelled pushing James off of him "you better be!" You yelled, Loki's eyes meeting yours "I swear, now please..go!' He said sternly as you grabbed James hand running towards the house. Loki walked over, pulling his daggers from Odin's body watching him squirm "don't leave me here...please son.." Odin eeked out as loki leaned over him "I'm not....your son." He growled, digging his daggers onto his shoulders, pushing through to the ground beneath pinning him in place.

Loki stumbled back, seeing the sun coming up he ran as fast as he could towards the house, the ground starting to lighten when he heard Odin screaming, smiling as he neared the house knowing that it was finally over when something knocked him off balance, making him tumble to the ground. He looked up seeing fandral, a crazed look in his eyes, blood dripping from his head as he stalked towards Loki "you think you could kill me that easily?" Fandral growled, digging his knee into Loki's back, shoving his head down into the dirt. Loki closed his eyes, feeling the dagger digging into his throat. He was ready, peace over coming him as he heard Odin's screams cease knowing he was soon to join him.

"Loki! Get up!" He heard your voice echo through his mind. Was he already dead? He thought to himself as he felt the weight on his back slide off of him, looking over seeing the knife lodged in fandrals chest "Loki!" He heard you again, looking up seeing you and James running towards him "y/n.." he trailed off, trying to get to his feet, pain radiating through him as he fell back to his knees "come on! Get up!" You yelled again, coming to his side grabbing his arm, James grabbing the other "you..you have to go." Loki sighed, the sky getting brighter "not without you...if you die, we die." You said, Loki's eyes shooting to yours then James's "we're in this together Loki, now on your feet!" James said, taking the brunt of Loki's weight as you hauled him up, quickly making it to the house

"hurry, get him in." You told James as he helped him into the window before hauling himself up, reaching out pulling you inside, quickly grabbing the curtains as the sun hit the window a small ray passing through burning your hand as you winced and pulled your hand back. You slumped to the floor, holding your hand seeing Loki and James on their backs next to eachother "everyone ok?" You asked seeing them both nod, linking their fingers together "are you ok darling?" Loki asked lifting his head "yeah...I'll live." You said crawling over laying between them, looking at Loki seeing him smile, brushing his fingers over your cheek. You reached up, pushing his hair back taking in his appearance.

The smell of dirt and sweat clung to him, the scent of copper hitting your senses making your thighs clench "Darling..." you heard Loki say, your eyes meeting his, traveling to his lips and back "Master.." you whispered, lunging forward pressing your lips to his, your tongue diving past his parted lips heaing him moan. You licked into his mouth, tangling your hand in his hair as you lifted yourself up, throwing a leg over him straddling his hips. You pulled back looking down at him "James..." you panted as he scooted towards you. You grabbed the back of his head, pulling his lips to yours feeling Loki's hands on your hips. You sucked hard on James's lip as you pulled back hearing him groan "help me.." you panted, looking down at Loki you ripped the vambraces off his arms, the metal thudding as you threw them to the floor, watching James travel down to Loki's feet unlacing his boots.

"D..Darling...ahhhh is this a good i...idea?" Loki breathed as you leaned down, sucking hard on his neck, his grip on your waist tightening "shut up Loki.." you growled, unlatching the armor on his chest tossing it aside, your fingers hastily working to remove his leather tunic, the need to touch his skin demanding, you needed to feel him..now. you heard his boots thud against the floor before James crawled up, pressing his front to your back kissing your neck "what next master?" He purred brushing your hair to the side, tilting your head back your lips found his as you rocked your hips against Loki's feeling him harden under you "unlace his pants." You panted against James's lips, shifting your hips up to give him access as you continued to unfasten Loki's tunic, seeing his pupils blown wide as your eyes met.

Loki lifted his hips allowing James to slide his pants off, sitting up he pulled you to him biting your lip as you pulled open his tunic, dragging it down his arms. "I..I need to Loki." You breathed against his mouth. He spread his legs wide, slowly pushing you down to your back between them, your legs wrapped around his hips as he unlaced your pants. "James....get her top of." Loki growled, pulling the laces hard as James kneeled above your head, his knees on either side as his fingers worked to unfasten your tunic. "Lift up darling." Loki said as he hooked his fingers under the hem of your pants. Doing as you were told you lifted up, feeling the leather slide down your thighs before being pulled off and tossed aside, Loki's hands kneaded your thighs as James opened your tunic lifting you up to slide it down your arms, ot quickly joining your pants.

You reached up, palming James through his leather pants hearing him moan. "Come here James." Loki purred. You glanced up seeing Loki pull James to him by his collar, their lips meeting seeing Loki's tongue dip into James mouth as you continued rubbing him hearing him moan into Loki's mouth. the site alone making your pussy clench. They pulled apart, both looking down at you smiling making you shiver "she's beautiful isn't she?" Loki asked shifting to his knees hearing James hum. You felt Loki's hands move up your sides as he settled between your legs, spreading your thighs as he leaned down, his lips latching onto your neck, his teeth grazing your pulse point making you arch your back, your chest pressing into his.

James leaned down, his tongue grazing your bottom lip before sliding in, tangling with yours as Loki nipped and sucked his way down, biting the swell of your breast making you gasp into James's mouth. James pulled back, sucking your bottom lip between his teeth before moving down biting down on your collarbone "g..god...James..." you panted, tangling your fingers through his hair feeling his lips travel down to your other breast. Your back arched up, your thighs squeezing Loki's sides feeling their mouths on your nipples, Loki nipping one as he sucked it between his lips, James swirling his tongue around the other before his lips latched onto it sucking hard. Loki lifted off with a pop, his warm tongue traveling down your stomach as he shifted, looping his arms around your legs, nipping your inner thigh as he moved closer to where you needed him...craved him.

"L..loki..." you panted, holding James's head to your breast, his large hand spreading across your stomach holding you down when you felt Loki's tongue press into your folds, licking from your entrance to your clit making you gasp. "Aaaahhh....f..fuck...." you moaned, feeling his tongue circle your clit before latching his lips around you sucking hard. You arched up, seeing stars behind your eyelids feeling James link his fingers with yours, pulling your hand down to Loki's head, your joined fingers tangling in his hair pulling Loki into you "aaahh....L..loki.....james.....i....." you moaned, words leaving you feeling Loki's teeth nip your clit while James sucked harder on your nipple, the pain mixed with pleasure making your toes curl when James pulled off your nipple with a loud pop.

"Open yours eyes love.." James purred, his other hand cradling the back of your head as your eyes met his, the warmth in your stomach beginning to spread. "Look....see how good he's being." James breathed, pulling you up to your elbows you looked down, watching Loki's curls bounce up and down with his head, your grip tightening watching him hollow his cheeks, his teeth grazing your clit as he sucked hard, his eyes shooting up to yours feeling him hum into you. "S..shit....i....im......" you panted, tilting your head back rocking your hips with Loki's mouth "are you gonna come love?" James whispered on your ear making you shiver, the coil in your stomach about to snap "come on love...let go...let him taste you." James continued as Loki flicked his tongue against you, feeling your walls clench as you came hard feeling Loki groan, his tongue slipping down to your entrance lapping you up as your thighs trembled in his grip.

Loki licked through your folds, riding you through your high as you lowered yourself to your back, your head spinning "there's our good girl." James purred, pushing your hair off your damp forehead. Loki placed a small kiss to your clit, sitting up he leaned over grabbing James's head "you have to taste her." Loki panted. You watched James's lips part as Loki's tongue dove lnto his mouth, their tongues swirling together hearing them both moan. "Mmm....God i....I need you..." you panted, your hand running up James's thigh "both of you..." you said, seeing them pull apart nipping eachothers lips "anything for you darling." Loki said, his hand spreading across your stomach looking at James "how do you want her?" Loki asked, his long fingers working to remove James's top as you sat up unlacing his pants "wherever she wants me." James breathed closing his eyes.

You finished stripping James of his leathers, facing Loki you climbed in between them pushing Loki back on his honches, lifting your leg over him straddling him, feeling his cock pressing to your inner thigh making you groan. You reached back pulling James to you, sighing with the feeling of being between them. You felt James's fingers slide between your thighs, coating his fingers in your juices as he kissed your shoulder "relax love." He whispered into your shoulder as his fingers traveled back to your tight ring, slowly circling around it before gently pressing a finger into making you gasp, lifting your hips slightly as he worked you. "That's it...let go..." James breathed, adding another finger to his knuckle.

"Are you ready love?" James asked, positioning himself behind you, rubbing his cock through your folds gathering your wetness "y..yes....goood.....yes....." you moaned, gripping Loki's shoulders feeling James's tip at your hole. "Deep breath, I'll go slow." James said, pressing you to Loki's chest as he began to inch into you, your nails digging into Loki's shoulders as James pulled out a bit before pushing in further. Loki captured your mouth in a deep kiss, his tongue licking your lip when you felt his fingers rub circles around you clit, moaning into his mouth you wrapped your arms around his neck, holding him to you gasping as James bottomed out "aaah..f...fuck y/n..." James groaned biting your shoulder.

James held himself still as Loki lifted your hips slightly, angling his cock towards your entrance, his tip rubbing through your folds as he positioned himself. "Your so warm, so....wet..." Loki groaned, slowly pressing into you. "Aaahhh..f...fuck...." you gasped, your fingers digging into Loki's hair pulling hearing him hiss. "Almost there love....your taking us so well" James cooed in your ear licking your earlobe. "I...aahh.....I can't....." you breathed, your back tensing as Loki pushed further "yes you can darling...you can take it all." He gritted, thrusting all the way in knocking the breath out of you. "See, we knew you could do it." James purred, kissing your shoulder. They both held still, letting you adjust to them when loki slowly pumped his hips earning a moan.

"Are you ready darling?" Loki asked kissing your cheek "y..yes....move p...please..." you moaned, feeling Loki slowly pull out before pressing back in as James pulled his hips back. "H....holy fuck!" You yelled, throwing your head back onto James shoulder, feeling his hands reach up cupping your breasts, his thumbs grazing your nipples as Loki's teeth nipped your pulse point "mm...your s..so tight.." Loki moaned against your skin. You screwed your eyes shut, feeling them thrusting in and out in tandem, stretching you so perfectly. The noises they were making almost making you come right then. You opened your eyes, tilting your head seeing them kissing, Loki's tongue dominating James mouth as they fucked into you. You reached back, lacing your fingers into James's hair pulling him away from Loki, pressing your tongue into his mouth feeling Loki's tongue on your neck.

"I...I can feel you squeezing me y/n..are you going to come for us?" Loki growled, snapping his hips into making you cry out. "Y...yes.....fuck......yes!" You yelled, the coil in your stomach tightening as your walls gripped Loki "f...fuck...that's it y/n..." James moaned, thrusting his hips hard "o..oh....god fuck....." you cried out "h..harder..." you moaned as they pounded into you, Loki's fingers digging into your hips holding you down when your walls fluttered and clenched around Loki, coming hard around them screaming their names to the ceiling. Your head lulled forward into Loki's shoulder as they both chased their release, moaning feeling them both twitch inside you

"w...where do you...fuck...want it love?" James asked with a hard snap of his hips "i..in me...I need it..." you panted, wrapping your arms around Loki's neck you bit down on his shoulder as they both thrust into you, holding themselves there as their cocks pulsed inside you filling you full triggering another orgasm as you drug your nails across Loki's shoulders. "Fuck...darling you are exquisite." Loki panted, pressing his forehead to yours as he and James slowly rocked into riding you through your high. "You are perfect love." James cooed, placing a soft kiss on your neck as he slowly slid out of you. You nuzzled into Loki's neck hearing him laugh "is our girl tired?" He asked, brushing your hair from your face as you nodded keeping your eyes closed. "Come James, there's a bedroom upstairs." Loki said slowly pulling out of you hearing you whimper

"its OK darling, we're going to get you cleaned up." Loki said, hooking his arms under your legs he carried you upstairs, james slowly peeked into the room to make sure the curtains were closed before Loki carried you inside, gently laying you on the bed. James sat by your head, running his fingers through your hair when Loki came back with a damp cloth, genlty running it across your skin cleaning you up before pulling a blanket over you. "Your...not going to leave are you?" You murmured, eyes still closed hearing them laugh "no darling, we aren't going anywhere." Loki said settling in the bed behind you "we will never leave love." James cooed, laying down in front of you. They both scooted closer, pressing you between them, you lifted your head onto James chest nuzzling him feeling Loki press to your back, wrapping his arm around your middle as you grabbed his hand, lacing your fingers together.

"Get some rest, we have a long journey home at sundown." Loki said squeezing your hand. "I love you both, more then anything...ever." You breathed, sleep beginning to take you. "We love you too darling." Loki said kissing your shoulder "more then anything...ever." James finished, kissing the top of your head. You sighed feeling the loves of your life wrapped around you, knowing your were finally free....

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Stray Kids X Fenrir Post (LONG POST)

(Cause why the Hell not?)

Today I found out that 1) someone made a Fenrir based tattoo sleeve design for Bang Chan and 2) not only has Bang Chan seen it, he has stated he might possibly get it. Now, I am a STAY, a Norse Pagan and a follower of Fenrir. I think you can figure out what my brain was doing processing all this.

(Also; THERE HAS BEEN HINTS TO NORSE MYTHOLOGY IN STRAY KIDS MUSIC VIDEOS!? STAY, do a wolf some assistance and pinpoint me to the videos and moments cause I NEED MY STRAY KIDS NORSE/VIKING CONTENT. Anyways...)

I am very Autistic when it comes to several of my favourite things coming together and creating a *chef's kiss* moment. This is no exception. It's why INK are my favourite band (metal, Emo and horror together? YES PLEASE) and now I have Stray Kids, Norse mythology AND LITERALLY MY FUCKING RELIGION? Holy fuck! *insert brain melt moment from Indiana Jones here*

So, I figured; let's talk about some of Stray Kids past works and Fenrir at the same time. Yep, a Stray Kids Fenrir themed playlist in the format of a Tumblr post by someone with Autism currently losing their damn mind.

Before we begin, let's get everyone acquainted who may be unfamiliar.

The Binding of Fenrir

'The Binding of Fenrir' is arguably the most famous tale involving Fenrir. Fenrir is the eldest child to Loki and Angrboda, his younger siblings being the Midgard Serpent, Jormungandr (who has beef with Thor, to keep it brief) and the future death Goddess, ruler and caretaker of the dead and arguably an important figure in Baldur's tragedy, Hel (or Hela).

Why was Odin interested in Fenrir? For one simple reason; he had been told a prophecy where a large and powerful wolf would kill him. I should point out this part of Odin and Fenrir's story is a very medieval trope of the paranoid king and his son destined to kill him. This case is no different; the downfall of the king is because of his own paranoia. Everything he does to try and prevent his downfall only solidifies it into existence. It's a common belief among many of us Heathens that Fenrir might have never considered going after Odin if Odin had just left Fenrir alone the whole time. Hell, there was the distinct possibility that Fenrir could've likely been an ally to Odin and the Aesir if it weren't for their fear and paranoia.

So, how does Fenrir get bound? Odin and a few others ride to the Iron Wood, the home of the Jotunn and Chieftess of the Chieftains of the Iron Wood, Angrboda, and forcefully take her children from her. Jormungandr strikes and either Odin or Thor (heavily debated) throws Jormungandr into the oceans of Midgard. Hel is immediately exiled from Asgard and sent to what is often dubbed 'Helheim'. Fenrir was kept in Asgard, primarily to keep an eye on him. He was scorned and mocked and treated with fear by the Gods, and no one dare approach him to feed him. Aside from one God; Tyr, the God of Justice. (Also a God of War himself but ssh.) Tyr befriended the young wolf and fed him.

Naturally, Fenrir grew. And very quickly. He soon domineered over the buildings of Asgard and the Gods grew paranoid of his strength and size. It was then decided for him to be bound. They tried on three separate occasions, telling Fenrir it was a game. The first time was some normal, ordinary chains. Fenrir broke those with a single movement of his paw. The second was a reinforced chain. These were a little tougher but they too were shattered. The Gods then got in contact with the Dwarves to create for them a special chain, named Gleipnir. This chain was presented to Fenrir, and its appearance - similar to that of a ribbon or thread - immediately made Fenrir suspicious. He only agreed to have himself bound if one person were to lose their hand should they go back on their word. Tyr was the one who offered (this is a HUGE deal, as Tyr is basically associated with business transactions, oaths and the likes. Loki even goes on to call this out in the poem 'Lokasenna' (Loki's Flyting)). Naturally, Fenrir is bound, he can't break free, Tyr loses an arm. Fenrir snaps at the laughing Gods' ankles and Odin shoves a sword through Fenrir's jaws. Fenrir will only be freed by the violent thrashing of his brother come Ragnarok, to which Fenrir will kill Odin. Some sources also say Fenrir eats the sun and moon, however this is a tricky subject as that act is often attested to two other wolves. There's plenty of theories but for this post, they are irrelevant.

Stray Kids Everywhere All Around The World

Stray Kids first became known by a survival TV show in late 2017. At the time, there was nine members. (For the sake of avoiding drama and cause the matter is done, I will be talking about Woojin but sticking to the facts. Everything from the drama was false (which I learned the hard way and am still trying to learn from); do not attempt to bring up the controversy in reblogs or replies or I will block you.) The members included (in order, starting with team leader then oldest to youngest); Bang Chan, Kim Woojin, Lee Minho, Seo Changbin, Hwang Hyunjin, Han Jisung, Lee Felix, Kim Seungmin, and Yang Jeongin. The group would debut in 2018 with the track "District 9". Upon debut, most of the members would continue using their names except for the following; Minho (would debut as Lee Know), Jisung (would debut as Han) and Jeongin (would debut as I.N.). Kim Woojin left the group in late 2019 around the time of the "Double Knot"/"Levanter" promotions. (Hence forth, Woojin is irrelevant. This is where we shall leave any mention of Woojin hence forth.

Stray Kids would go on to become a pretty big deal, even winning the competition TV show 'Kingdom' (let's not go over the whole MAMA bullshit, that would take a whole tray of paracetamol to get through), leading to the band being noticed by Ryan Reynolds and Hugh Jackman. In the past year, several of the members have appeared or modeled for various designer brands (ignoring the politics of this for now; good on them for their success however).

Bang Chan and Fenrir's Connection

As was mentioned in the TikTok I linked earlier, Bang Chan is the member of the group who was a trainee for the longest amount of time. Chan had been training under JYP Entertainment for seven years by the time of the pre-debut TV show. Chan has mentioned several times in the past the anger and sadness he felt, connecting with other trainees only for them to leave (either from being fired, changing career paths or debuting before him - this was especially noted to be the case with groups TWICE and GOT7, where Chan is friends with members of the groups and even shared a dorm room with members of GOT7). It's not hard to imagine the amount of pressure Chan was under to debut on the survival show. Or the amount of pressure he put on himself and the rest of Stray Kids. This amount of pressure would rear its head when members Lee Know and Felix were eliminated (but would be brought back later and debut with the group). A clip from Felix's elimination gives a glimpse into how hard Chan was on himself.

I will not speculate Chan's thoughts or feelings, but if you dig into it, you can come to some conclusions quickly based on the surrounding context and what we know about Chan and Felix's friendship post-debut.

Fenrir is bound and thus cannot be free to show his true strength and power, held back by the Gods for fear of what or who he could be. In essence, some could argue that this is what made Fenrir stronger and the wolf we know today but that comes with the ridiculous amount of pain and torture the wolf felt. Sure, he became stronger, but at what cost? I would say this is the same question to consider when talking about Chan and Fenrir. Sure, Chan is a wise and strong leader now, but what was the cost? He's made it clear that at one point before debut (and other members have backed this up), he actively avoided connecting with people cause of how many friendships he watched crumble for one reason or another. There's even a clip from a livestream where Chan was noticeably angry with staff and you can see the visible fear and awkwardness from the other members. Again, will not speculate on what any of it could mean, but it does point to something Fenrir and Chan may also have in common. When they are angry, they are

PISSED.

However, it's also important to keep in mind the sort of things Fenrir teaches and encourages from a Norse Pagan/Heathen perspective, so...

Fenrir in Norse Spirituality

A common name attributed to Fenrir is "breaker of chains". When we're talking about what this means from a spiritual standpoint, it means to free yourself from your past, free yourself from expectations or demands of others that holds you down and to let go and live free. For many, this can meaning learning how to cope with mental illness and trauma, learning how to manage (not control) one's anger, how to fuel emotions into actions and remain within the present and not think about the past or the future.

I've also heard many people describe Fenrir as a special kind of 'military boot camp' strict. This is the best way I can describe it; imagine, if you will, that you are a house. Fenrir is the property surveyor (the person who checks houses for faults). Fenrir will go around and tell you everything that isn't sturdy, that has cracks or other faults. Not out of malice, but because if you don't fix this, all it takes is one bad day and your self-worth comes crashing to the ground. Fenrir will even go out of his way to test these parts of yourself, again not out of malice but to make sure you can withstand it. Going back to the house metaphor; imagine Fenrir pointed out your foundations were made with weak cement, so you redo the foundations. Fenrir isn't convinced until he can push into it or stand on it and find it can withstand the weight. (This doesn't go into how our emotions fluctuate daily, but hopefully you get what I'm trying to say.)

Fenrir is also oftentimes seen as an example of justified rage. The rage of youth being mocked by their elders for simply being young. The rage Black people feel when another officer shoots yet another unarmed Black person. The rage LGBTQIA+ people feel when one of their own is killed or assaulted for simply being in love or expressing who they are. The rage women feel when men try to take advantage of or gaslight them into accepting lower. The rage of Indigenous people watching as their lands get bombed, farmed, and in general colonized and ripped of all its worth until nothing remains.

With all these factors in mind, let's finally get to the meet of this. The Stray Kids songs one (like myself) can associate with Fenrir. I will include lyrics, and you're more than welcome to reply or reblog with songs I may have missed. So, without further ado; let's get cracking! (Please note I will be using OT8 songs primarily for this post, again to avoid drama or anyone dogpiling about the controversy.)

'Placebo' (3RACHA original; 2017, Stray Kids original; 2018, re-recorded; 2021.)

"The positive belief that will even heal my wounds Keep going, the Placebo that works on me Honestly, there’s no need to be negative Trust myself, throw away those extra thoughts"

'Placebo' is a song essentially about relying on yourself to get through your challenges, while acknowledging what is currently making you feel weak. The fear and worry about wondering if you will actually make it, but telling yourself you can despite your worries, being your own friends in your darkest moments. Felix's verse I think is almost entirely applicable to Fenrir (Felix even says "drop these rusty chains" - remember, Fenrir was first bound by chains before Gleipnir.)

"Miroh" (original; 2019, re-recorded; 2020)

"Poison, trap, toadstool you can set them up I'll survive in the end, whatever it takes I know your traps, you set them up And I stomp on them tougher There's only one answer, you just have to open it"

"Miroh" (Korean word for 'maze') is an EDM-style song about persevering through the challenges you face, head held high, trusting your instincts and knowing that one way or another you have prepared for this moment and you will make it out the other side. The chorus starts with a line explaining that the narrator (Stray Kids) decided to go into the city (the challenges) themselves and know what is coming, are ready for it and know they can make it through the trial. The song also uses various animal sound effects, including a tiger's roar in the chorus, a hawk's caw and a bird-filled jungle soundscape. (Fenrir is often reported to be associated with swamps and mountains, so the inclusion of wild animal noises fits perfectly here.)

'Red Lights' (2021)

"No matter how hard I try to escape, there's no answer Until I fall asleep in the sun, even deeper I really wanna know, yeah I've already lost control"

This song is performed by Bang Chan and Hyunjin, and according to Genius the song "about compulsion and confusion of ego and about obsession about doing something". One would think, with the sexy sound and concept of the track, it would imply something of a sexy nature. However, it can also be about anything that someone can grow obsessed with. Another person, a feeling, an action, a moment, etc. The line "Tell me you hate me" makes me think of Fenrir talking to Tyr. The music video for the track also heavily features Chan and Hyunjin in chains, so one could also argue the obsession to be the desire to escape from their chains.

"MANIAC" (2022)

"The real self has been released (Yup, yup) Barely holding on (Yup, yup) After blinking once, back Again, back to cosplaying as what society Defines normal to be pow"

'MANIAC' is a song with a visible influence from Mary Shelley's 'Frankenstein' as it explores one's individual uniqueness, the expectations of society (which can delve into toxic perfectionism/happiness, conformity etc) and how we as a people have hidden our inner 'maniac' to fit in with the world. Even when in Asgard, surrounded by the Aesir and Vanir, Fenrir was always gonna be Fenrir. Just by his mere nature, he was deemed an outcast for being a larger and stronger wolf than they had encountered before, something that within itself isn't a crime. Fenrir would likely always be looked down upon if he showed discomfort, anger or any sort of negative emotion. In this song, Stray Kids basically asks the listener to open up their true self, live their authentic selves and enjoy the life they've been given, essentially; "shed the chains society has forced upon you."

"BEWARE" (original; 2018, re-recorded; 2020)

"My current state, the way I talk, my actions I know I shouldn't be like this But everything goes the opposite way I want you to understand me I don't know what will happen Again today, I'm barking"

Remember when I talked about Fenrir and justifiable rage and I brought up youth being angry with elders being condescending with them? This song is my 'case and point'. Going back to what I mentioned in 'MANIAC', no matter what Fenrir did the Aesir were likely not going to view him in a positive light. Ask any person who has tried to get on the good side of someone who couldn't care for them and you'll often find descriptions of growing tire, frustration and rage. Sometimes, we are going to encounter this in life - whether it be a boss who treats us poorly, a colleague/acquaintance/friend gossiping or lying about us behind our back, a family member who has expectations for you that you can't reach no matter what you try etc. Fenrir is no stranger to this; he experienced it firsthand living amongst the Aesir. That rage one feels in these moments is a healthy rage, a voice, which you will find is either being encouraged by Fenrir or is Fenrir himself, screaming at you "This isn't right, I shouldn't be treated like this!"

"SCARS" (2021)

"I'll never cry because I know that it'll never change I'll stay standing and endure it in an unknown place There will be many times I'll almost fall, but Alone, I reach out my hand, alone, I stand back up"

Sometimes, when we face hurdles in our lives we will feel sadness, sorrow or despair. If there's one thing I want to end this made tangent about, it's this; you will face challenges and it's OK to not be happy about it. It's alright to cry, to scream and wail and sob, to shed tears, feel fear, embarrassment, etc. It's alright if you need to punch a pillow or cry yourself to sleep. Remember; Chan probably did the same. For seven years. Fenrir probably did too, stuck within his personal Hell. But if there's one thing you should take from both of them, it's that you are stronger than you think you are. You can survive, you will survive. You will see the light on the other side one day; all it requires is fighting through the pain, even if that means crying from the hurt. We don't leave this life unscathed; we all will die with countless scars, both physical and mental. Be kind to yourself, know you are worthy of being alive right now, and you have the strength to push onwards. Carry the strength of Fenrir - and the strength of Bang Chan and Stray Kids - with you and remember you aren't alone fighting against the chains you've found yourself bound in.

(TLDR; an Autistic Norse Pagan loses were mind when were discovers a Fenrir tattoo design for Chan, goes on a long Stray Kids and Fenrir rant.)

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Keep rotating a theoretical fic in my mind where our Mobius ends up with the two kids to raise, and introduces Loki to them. However. This is one of the universes where Loki attacked New York, and the boys very quickly realize who he is. They are understandably disconcerted by this (although they trust Mobius too much to be genuinely frightened because this is a very angst!lite fic in my head), and while they are soon awed/delighted/amused by Loki, they decide to keep up the act for a bit, on the Thor-ish child's side because he wants to make sure his Dad's not being overly nice and innocent and putting himself in danger, and the Loki-ish child for initially the same reason; however he very quickly decides Loki's alright but keeps egging his brother on because he thinks making the grownups sweat is very funny. And oh boy is it working. Loki is sweating bullets, puling out all the stops, has never been so desperate for approval as he is from these two small children because how long will Mobius keep around someone who scares his kids?? Mobius is having a less bad time on the whole; he can tell his kids aren't horribly frightened (even if he can't seem to make Loki believe he's not just trying to calm him when he says so), but he sure is on edge. Keeps coming up with new elaborate strategies to facilitate at least baseline civility from his kids towards Loki (he struggles to quiet the nagging fear that if it goes on too long Loki might decide the unpleasantness of engaging with this central part of Mobius' life just isn't worth it). Thinks maybe it'd be best if they give the kids a bit of distance to adjust *cue Loki materializing in the room with a gaming console that won't be out for another month and worryingly realistic wooden swords and three new kid-friendly magic routines and would the kids like to meet his brother's buddy Hogun who can train them with those sw—" Most importantly, Mobius has got to put a stop to this because he's pretty sure that whatever it started as this has developed into his children's scheme to manipulate a god into making them the proud owners of a sailboat and a horse. And it's working.

Anon thank you for giving me enough life to get through the upcoming day 😂💖

Honestly even though it's not something I see Mobius wanting in series I'm obsessed from a fic perspective with the thought of him stepping in to take care of the kids perhaps after Don gets taken by the TVA after his nexus event?? Then because he's always been smitten by minor facts like Loki taking over a major US city he doesn't really consider the impact that's had back on the timeline while it's always in the back of Loki's mind, so when it comes time to make introductions Loki assumes any nervousness or hesitation is because of his reputation when in reality Mobius is just worried they'll be upset he's been clearly dating this entire time and didn't say anything 😅

Cue Mobius being pleased the cautious greetings and wide eyed stares being passed back and forth are pretty much the best case scenario here while the kids instantly enter the exact situation you described of cautiously then much, much more boldly testing exactly how dedicated Loki is to their dad, first out of concern then just to push the boundaries of how much cool stuff they can get after realizing how amazing Loki is and how much they like spending time with someone who gets the need for chaos lmao.

(Cue Mobius not being so pleased when the house starts magically expanding like a Tardis to fit increasingly large and at times alarming sentient objects that were definitely not there when he made breakfast and no one's convincing him otherwise but who would want life any other way 🤣)

#this is so so GOOD thank you again for such an amazing ask!!! #all this time we're waiting for them to come back they're co-parenting in cleveland and everything's grand i just know it #i'm not even a kid person myself but lokius at pta meetings and stuff is revitalizing me like nothing i could've dreamed of 😂 #will definitely be living in the amazing scenario you created all day and would love to know if the fic ever becomes reality #or about any other ideas you'd love to share!! tysm for sharing and am sending all the love your way to have an amazing day 💖 #ask

[angel-of-hunky-doryness]

The Conflicts of Disney's Hercules (Part 3): Hades vs Zeus

Brother vs brother- talk about a tale as old as time, huh? From Cain and Abel to Hamlet and Claudius to the more modern examples of Mufasa and Scar to Thor and Loki, what's not to hate about about two brothers at odds with one another? Well technically its more of an angsty, brooding guy who's had it up to here with their perfect golden retriever brother getting the throne, daddy's attention, and/or the girl. While our bootiful no-thoughts head empty golden child becomes intimately aware at the last possible second of their brother's treachery as they're falling into your proverbial wildebeest stampede.

That's right y'all.

May I present to the surprise of no one.

THEM:

Finally we come to the conflict that sent the proverbial Sisyphean boulder into motion that is Disney's Hercules.

Part I: And now a word from our IV pound sponsor:

Before I begin my analysis on the relationship between Disney's Hades and Zeus, I thought I would provide a bit of background to the established canon Disney presents us. Mind you, dear reader, we have the 1997 film and the Hercules animated TV show (1998) to look towards. However, there are minor conflicting information between the two, but as always, the movie is always more canon than what the TV show gave us.

Zeus is older, Hades is younger. Weird I know.

But I'm gonna go out on a limb here and support Disney on this one. Because while in the grand scheme of things Hades is most definitely NOT the youngest child of the siblings in Greek Myth, there is a small technicality that cements Zeus' authority to rule over his older siblings as if Zeus was the firstborn child this whole time.

That technicality being: Kronos

Kronos gets the big bag prophecy/curse from Gaia that one of his children will overthrow him like he did with his dad, so Kronos starts baking his cake and eating it too.

Hades was the first male born (hestia is traditionally firstborn but patriarchy or whatevs) so that also made him the first to be swallowed by Kronos. Thus, when Zeus freed the rest of his siblings, Hades was the last son to be up-chucked since he was ingested first - that made Hades the last "born."

And this "second birth" of Poseidon, Hera, Demeter, Hades, and Hestia is what cements the order of authority in the 6 siblings hierarchy. Therefore, Zeus was made firstborn and had full authority to claim the sky if he so desired.

But Zeus was a chad in those days and still gave his brothers a chance to draw lots and all that b/c even he saw how unfair the Fates had been to his brothers. Yet still, destiny favored Zeus and Mr. High and Mighty got the kingdom with a view.

Which is a perfect segway to the next set of rules I'm working with here:

2. Zeus is a good guy.

Okay, I know it hurts to accept this, buttercups, but we have to muscle through it. The version of Zeus that we got in Disney's Hercules is a sanitized, lovable goofball who loves his son, his wife (is that allowed?), and his brother who's going through a phase.

BTW I would like to draw attention to the fact this is the first time in an adaptation of greek myth where Hera is Hercules' bio mother. This is clearly outlining to the audience- hey! Zeus is faithful?

So Zeusy's worst flaw (infidelity, Don Juan, insatiable sexual appetite- pick your poison) has been erased. That's wild, but we have to accept this to better understand the context of Hades vs Zeus. We have to establish who has morality in this equation. Earlier parts of my Hercules Conflicts series had obvious good guys vs Hades, but for this one I have to build it up because of the history of these mythological figures.

However, before I roll into it, I would like to dig on Mr. Thunder Dunder Head once.

This man violated the Geneva Conventions doing this to Danny DeVito:

Talk about some Zeus ex machina- yeesh.

Part II: And Then Along Came Zeus

With the introduction out of the way, now we can talk about the central conflict that kickstarted this movie into gear.

From the get-go, Hades establishes that he doesn't reciprocate his brother's affection. What should've been a good ol' fashioned family reunion turned into a neon flashing sign that Hades is very uncomfy around his brother. Hell, even when Zeus is trying to be friendly he ends up ordering him around.

And I don't think anyone's mentioned this before, but doesn't it seem like Zeus is just as touchy-feely here as Hades is with those beneath them? It makes me wonder if Hades learned this behavior from Zeus.

Now, we also get the idea that Zeus is clueless. Not just to how Hades is purposefully keeping him at arm's length, but also to how the other party guests, the gods, get very quiet and passive aggressive the second Hades showed up to spoil the party.

And you better believe this three-minute scene is the basis for this entire post. And there is a lot to digest here.

First off, we get Hades' motivation, his goals, and the receipts. You better believe this babe is writing in his little black burn book as soon as he gets back in his chariot.

From Zeus, to Hercules, to the rest of the gods, home boy has a lot to update after popping in after a long time. And I hate to be that guy, but a show of hands on who felt more sympathetic for Hades here?

Like I've mentioned in Disney's Most Sympathetic villain post already, but Hades' villain entrance is not intimidating in the slightest. If anything, it quickly establishes that Hades is kind of a loser in these circles.

To recap, while on Mt Olympus for two minutes Hades is:

Manhandled by his older brother

Manhandled by his nephew (ok i get this one, he nearly hurt a baby, those are spikes after all)

Ignored. Nobody but Zeus makes eye contact/or acknowledges him. More than likely this is b/c they can't stand the guy and out of respect for Zeus they've elected to just ignore him and hope he goes away.

Zeus gaslights him - yes, the guy who gave him the underworld job is telling him to slow down and live a little. That's like your boss gives you a crap load of work and comes by to ask you why he never sees you take time off. I will die on this hill that's positively diabolical.

And lastly, Hades gets laughed off the mountain.

Not once in this entire film did Zeus ever check up on Hades after this. Not to apologize, not to make up for lost time, bring up an opportunity for a party you could come to, or perform a wellness check. That would've been so hilarious seeing Zeus pop into the underworld and the entire scene is just Hades shenanigans of trying to cover up evidence of his plot to murder this guy.

Although to be fair, Myth!Zeus had the same issue!

BUT to Myth!Zeus's credit, he made an attempt to improve his brooding brother's mood. And he did it in the worst way possible by immediately fixing him up with Persephone. So you really can't say that Myth!Zeus isn't trying.

Now since I've bashed Zeus I will give him some credit on his first scene. Hades isn't there to stay and chat, he's on a recon mission. And he evades all his brother's attempts at conversation. He cuts bolt boy off, uses humor as a defense mechanism, and he deflects every time Zeus tries to get cozy. Why?

Homeboy found out a new godling was born.

And the way the movie presents Baby Hercules- from Zeus being awkward and kind of scared to hold him- I get the vibes that the writers are making Zeus out to be a first time dad.

Yeah, apparently we're ignoring Athena, Ares, Apollo, Artemis, Bacchus, Hermes, Hephaestus, etc

Wild I know, but there is a purpose to it.

@persephoneflowerpetals made a very interesting blog post about this particular aspect that deserves a look and got me to thinking.

So not to steal their thunder, but Hades showing up to Hercules' Amphidromia (ancient greek family festival where newborn babies are given their name in front of their family & friends on 5th or 7th day of life) was for him to see who his competition was - whether or not Hercules sided with Zeus or not when Hades' own uprising happens.

And by not siding with Zeus, I'm talking about Hercules having his own type of uprising and usurping his father as all the previous kings had done before him.

Which is really cool! It's taking the Lion King/Hamlet story from a different angle. The nephew is just as much of a threat as his father if not more.

You see age doesn't really factor for Greek gods (Artemis was born minutes before her brother and she helped her mom deliver him & the food of the gods aged baby godlings quickly) so it's a very smart move for Hades to see what he was up against very quickly. Hell at this point in time he had no idea he just needed to wait 18 more years for his uprising.

And that's why Hades was more concerned about the sunspot than his own brother. It could very well be that he wouldn't be fighting Zeus, but Hercules for the ownership of the Olympian throne.

This puts Hercules on equal footing with Zeus in terms of level and power and establishes why Herc is the main protagonist- not Zeus.

Hell, if anything, Hades knows from experience that posterity can easily overtake the previous generation. He did that once despite the odds being stacked against him and his siblings even though Gospel Truth claims Zeus stopped the Titans on his own.

Part III: Olympus is That Way

The Titan Jail break will never not be funny to me. We see 5 giant Titans stomping around in the woods, the seas, the fields, cities, etc in what I am assuming is about sunrise?

You mean to tell me there wasn't a single person- or god, we have to remember there are gods in this universe that didn't want to- I don't know- let Zeus know what was coming? I mean it's not like Poseidon would know they were freed from their underwater prison, or Apollo as he's driving his chariot- it is a bit cloudy after all, or any others to notice their cities with mortals actively praying to them are under a massive attack.

Horses were killed, Poseidon. Your descendants. My sibling the horse girl is very disappointed in you.

Now I know this is touched upon in my series Hercules Conflicts Part II, but it does merit a mention since ultimately it is Zeus' fault / laziness that the Titans were able to show up on their front doorstep without anyone realizing until too late.

And Zeus is absolutely torn apart when he realizes it was his brooding baby brother who gave him the ol' Judas Kiss.

I couldn't find the gif of Zeus' realization face that maybe what his brother was going through was not just a phase. However, just like Mufasa before him, bolt boy realizes too late of his brother's treachery.

And what's the last line, Hades delivers to Zeus:

Oh?!

Is- is Hades bitter about the job Zeus gave him? Of being ordered around while the rest of the pantheon got to play around and have some fun?

Jokes aside, but Hades' whole plot, all his animosity and antagonism towards Zeus came because of the lot he was given by bolt boy over here. And while Hades does call Zeus his greatest rival it's because Zeus put him in that position in the first place.

Zeus created his worst enemy.

It's like one of my profs commented once in my classes back in my uni days. The oil spill that happened in the Gulf of Mexico didn't happen because of one mistake. It happened because of several mistakes, several oversights, several safety overrides for the sake of not losing money were made over a period of years that eventually lead to a disaster that no longer could be ignored.

And that is ultimately what became Zeus' fatal flaw in this movie.

His negligence.

We can blame the other gods for not being as committed as well, but it's like Hopper says in bug's life:

Zeus is at fault for his brother's betrayal, his son being turned mortal, and the mess the Titan's left in their wake.

So at the end of the movie when the Muses deliver another absolute banger, the system doesn't change. Things go back to the way they were just minus the one guy at the bottom most rung of the cosmos' ladder.

If change is to happen it starts at the top.

Not to end this on a downer- although we all know how screwed this world is after the credits roll, but I am happy to report, dear reader, that change does happen.

It's small, but it's still resounding.

Hercules chooses not to join his father. Just as Hades predicted in the opening scene if you go along with my theory from earlier in this post in Part II. And this wasn't even with the assistance of prophecy, it was because Hades knew his brother too well.

Zeus has a very exclusive club atop Olympus and he would never let someone like Meg, despite all that she's sacrificed and redeemed herself for. Because Meg is a representation of Hades here. Something I was very vocal about in Part 1 of my Hercules Conflicts Series.

And before you argue, remember, Zeus is the one who told Hercules that only gods can live on Olympus. Bolt boy knew Hercules was about to ask for a freebie for her, but his stance was made very clear on the matter.

So, Hercules refuses. Hades was proven to be correct.

Now, Hades just didn't know why Hercules would defect. And Hercules goes back to being a mortal because of Hades. Because Hades put Meg in the right place at the right time. Sure, it's because of Meg that Hades loses. But Hades got someone to realize Olympus isn't all its cracked up to be.

Through mortality.

The very aspect Hades himself represents as lord of the dead and god of the underworld.

Maybe Hades did win after all.

If you made it this far, thanks for reading!

Till next time, my dear readers

~Angel

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[kaunis-sielu]

Frozen: Home

It’s been one of those nice, lazy days with Thor and Astrid. You’d done some coloring while Thor watched tapes, then there’d been snack and then you played outside and had dinner. Now you’re laying on partially on top of Thor on the couch, one arm draped over Astrid who is fully on top of her dad.

It’s not exactly easy seeing over Astrid but you don’t care, you love that you’re here with them. Thor’s got one hand around you and one around Astrid, he trails his fingers along your arm as he watches the movie Astrid had chosen. You watch him.

“Enjoying the movie Kattunge?” Thor teases looking down at you.

“Yea, it’s cute.” You tell him with a smile and he grins down at you.

“Cute huh?” He murmurs, “I was thinking more like ruggedly handsome.”

“That too. And charming, and kind and safe and wonderful.”

“You flatter me Kattunge.”

“I mean every word.” His large hand pats your ass and you laugh softly, careful not to wake Astrid who you’ve heard snore softly since the movie started. You press a soft kiss to his jaw and he hums softly.

When the movie ends you slowly and carefully maneuver yourself off of Thor who slowly stands with Astrid in his arms.

“Papa want Moxie.” She murmurs and it warms your heart. Thor looks over at you with a raised brow and you nod holding out your arms for Astrid.

“Maybe just follow us in case.”

“I’ve got you.” He assures and you carry a sleepy Astrid to bed. After you tuck her in you press a soft kiss to her forehead then head to the door where Thor is waiting. He holds a hand out for yours and you take it.

Neither of you speak until you get to his room and he’s shut the door.

“Move in with us.” He says softly, and you blink up at him in surprise. “You’re here five out of seven nights anyway. Astrid loves you, I love you, you should just move in.”

“Okay.” You agree and he grins down at you before pressing a kiss to your lips. “Now I just have to tell Yelena.”

“Maybe now would be a good time for her to move in with Loki.” Thor suggests and you laugh,

“Thor it’s been like a month.”

“Yea, but they’re a great match.” He says sitting down on the side of the bed.

“I’ll mention it.” You tell him before slipping into his lap. “You’re sure Astrid is okay with this?”

“Yes, actually she wanted to ask you so can you pretend I didn’t when she asks tomorrow?”

“You want me to lie to your child?”

“Yes please.” He says cheerfully and you laugh again.

“Okay, fine. But next time we paint your nails in your sleep you best pretend you’re asleep the whole time.”

“Fine.” He agrees and you kiss him softly. You can’t wait to wake up to him every day.

“What about Sif?”

“What about Sif?” He repeats in confusion.

“She doesn’t exactly like me so I can’t imagine she’ll be thrilled to have me living here.”

“I have full custody. If I don’t want her to even see Astrid I don’t have to let her.” He reminds you, “besides, Astrid and I love you and that’s what matters.”

“I love you too. Both of you.” You tell him before he kisses you gently.

You go to bed not long after that, when the lights are off and Thor is sound asleep you can’t help but grin up at the ceiling. You’re moving in with him and his sweet daughter and you cannot wait.

The next morning a small body clambers into the bed next to you.

“Moxie are you awake?” Astrid stage whispers and you let out a loud, fake snore causing her to giggle. “Moxie!”

“It can’t possibly be morning already.” You murmur cracking an eye open.

“My alarm was green!” She says happily and you roll into Thor who wraps an arm around you.

“Come on A. Join the cuddle.” You tell her and she clambers over you to wiggle in between you and Thor.

“Moxie?” Astrid asks softly after the three of you are comfortable, “Can we do this every morning?”

“Well, I’m not here every morning.” You tell her hoping that gets her to ask you to move in.

“Papa can I now?”

“Yea.”

“Moxie will you move in?”

“With you and your dad?”

“Yea.” She says her bright blue eyes on your face.

“I think that sounds wonderful Astrid.” She sighs happily then snuggles down and quickly falls back asleep. Thor gives your hand a gentle squeeze,

“I love you.” He whispers and you whisper it back,

“I love you.”

🏒🏒🏒

This is a series of one shots. If you have any suggestions or ideas for Thor and Moxie please let me know.

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[smolvenger]

I Say Nothing That Frightens Me Part Three

Paring: Loki x fem! Reader

Series Summary: As a young Asgardian, you have grown to be friends and secretly pine for the younger Prince Loki. After his fury has sent him off, his mother sends you on a quest to find him and bring him home. Your quest makes you cross paths with a mysterious group that calls themselves the TVA. There, Loki can be found...but he loves someone named Sylvie, not you.

Chapter Word Count: 2K

Part One//Part Two (This will be in Four Parts)

A03//My Ko-Fi//My Etsy Shop//Masterlist//Wattpad

Taglist: @evelyn-kingsley @jennyggggrrr @five-miles-over (shout out for the idea when I was stuck!) @fictive-sl0th @ladycamillewrites @villainousshakespeare @holdmytesseract @eleniblue @twhxhck @lokisgoodgirl @lovelysizzlingbluebird @raqnarokr @holymultiplefandomsbatman @michelleleewise @lovelysizzlingbluebird @wolfsmom1

Warnings: Mostly some cursing. I use an oldie-but-goodie Fanfic Trope. Lack of detailed editing and multiple drafts because I just want to get this done-fuck it, we ball I say as I type this. But lots of fluffy moments and only tiny bits of angst and lots of references to canon

“What do you mean my brother’s not back?” Loki cried.

You sat in your chair, leaning back on it. Folding your arms. You couldn’t help but huff through your nose. You were looking forward to the grand victory banquet that would be at home. Frigga declaring you Asgard’s heroine. Seeing a family reunited. Wine and platters overfilling with joyful music. Even a parade and ball thrown in your honor as a medal shone on your armor for good measure. That kind of stuff.

“Thor. Is not. Back.” Steve repeated.

Guess that would have to wait.

“How come?” you questioned.

“Because they need help specifically with him. It involves thunder. That’s what Beefcake’s out there doing,” Tony continued.

Loki put a hand to his forehead and sighed.

“Do you know when he’ll be back? Even for a break?” you asked.

Steve shrugged as he sat. He squinted his blue eyes to think and then looked at you. His eyes softened and he spoke in a reassuring tone.

“Don’t worry, Y/N. Shouldn’t take him too long. You know he’s incredible. He could be back by tomorrow…”

“Or dead,” Tony quipped.

Loki’s black head whipped around; you could see the veins on his neck tighten.

“Do you honestly think this is the time for your little jokes?” Loki replied, face becoming red.

Natasha cut in from where she was leaning against the wall. Up to then, she’d just stood there, arms folded and observant.

“If I had to guess, he should be back in headquarters by a week. We’ll ask Shield to get in touch with him.”

“Alright…thank you. It’s important…” you replied.

“How come?” she asked, taking a few steps forward.

“The Queen asked me to return him,” you explained.

“No problem…if you need anything, you can always ask,” Natasha offered.

You felt her eyes over your Asgardian armor and clothes. But the slight smile showed your approval. It made you smile back.

“Of course.”

“There’s food in the fridge too- help yourself while you’re here!” Natasha offered.

“You both can both even stay here as long as you like…as long as Loki doesn’t get inspiration again,” Steve offered.

Loki shot him a look, crossing his arms like a dour child.

“Thank you! I’d rather we stay here in case Thor reappears. You’re very kind…”

“No, he’s not! Are you out of your mind, Steve?” Tony interrupted.

Your head turned and tilted at them.

“I beg your pardon?” Loki asked.

“Why? We’re obligated to show some basic human decency to them!” Steve argued.

“Why? I’ll tell you why-why don’t you waltz on over to the Guest room and see!” Tony offered.

As you and Loki walked there, you both understood his point. Honestly, you should have taken the hint from the last sentence. It was a singular word. Room. There was only one bed in that room.

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That night both of you lay in the bed together, curled away from each other. Both of you were in pajamas. You selected some silk red pajamas. Loki picked some in his favorite green. Both funded by Stark, of course. Neither of you offered to sleep on the floor of the couch. Neither of you wanted to sleep on the floor of the couch. You could hear his soft breathing and though you stared out into the night sky and outline of the city, you found despite the long, arduous day…your mind kept you up.

You thought you heard him shuffle next to you.

“Anything you want to say?” you asked.

“None…really…only this…don’t think I’m not grateful, Y/N.”

You turned over, blankets rustling in your movement.

“How come?”

“You risked all that and went through that…because you worried about me. I never thought people worried about me.”

“Your mother worries about you. Thor worries about you…and I worry about you…” you replied.

He turned over to meet you.

“Y/N…thank you…”

“Thank you? I never heard you uttered those words before…and I thought you were the polite brother…” you commented.

“Now you have.”

He broke into a smile.

You looked down and saw his arm.

“How’s your cut doing?”

“Much better- not stinging anymore…”

“From the pain or the alcohol on it?”

“Both…”

You then turned back to the outline.

“I’ve only been to this city once. Traveled all the way up there from the countryside of this place…I was in such a rush to find you, get there I never…never noticed how pretty it is…” you mused.

“We should explore it.”

“What, really?”

“Yes, really. Should be more amusing than sitting around the tower all day waiting for Thor.”

“Aren’t you tired?”

“I’m tired of being on the run. Or fighting. Or struggling…I just want to..enjoy something. And preferably not alone.”

“You’re not alone, Loki. You never were…”

“Neither were you…”

There was a brief pause.

“Do you have your magic back?”

“Yes.”

“I don’t do this usually but…Can you conjure something to help me sleep? Wine or tea or something?” you asked.

Loki flicked his wrist and conjured the drink. He handed it over.

“You need only ask.”

You stood up to drink the cup as he settled himself back in. Soon you both fell asleep peacefully.

The next day, Tony practically tossed a credit card on you as if it was mere confetti.

“Go ahead- Max it out. Have fun, kids…just don’t do any invasions, okay? Okay!” he said.

Both of you wandered out to the city. As you walked on, it was nearly overwhelming. The skyscrapers were as tall as the statues of the warriors through the Asgardian cloudy streets. Fried foods overcame your nose and made you salivate.

“I never tried one of there!” you said, pointing to a food stand selling hot dogs.

As you both brought it to your mouth and smelled it, then you ate.

“Norns! This is delicious!” you said. You experimentally took the packet of red sauce called “KETCHUP” and slathered it on there.

“I am not sure what it’s made of…but I don’t care,” Loki said as he took another careful bite.

“Don’t you think…don’t you think we should ask the kitchen to replicate it! Shouldn’t be too hard- some meat and bread!”

“I can conjure that easily! You only have to cut it like so …

Loki conjured a slab of ham. Too many people walking by talking on phones or listening with ear buds barely noticed him. He had the ham cut into a hot dog shape.

“And then fix the bread like this.”

Bread in the shape of a long oval cut open floated in air. The sausage fit into the roll.

“- and there you have it!”

Both of you took a walk out in the park.

“So you invaded New York to rule, right?” you asked as you walked.

“I must tell you…I think…something influenced me?”

“Your addiction to self-destruction?” you asked.

“The Mind Stone.”

“What?”

“And Thanos.”

“What…what are you talking about?”

Hands in pockets, you both walked. He kept talking. Too many people were on their phones, listening to music, or looking after children or dogs.

“Well then…that…that makes sense…”

“Why else would I get those headaches?” he asked.

Both of you kept walking. The trees shook with the breeze, and you heard a bee buzz by you. But you could see a tiredness, a sadness in Loki’s eyes.

“What do you think now, Y/N? Of me? I became the very enemy you’ve been trained since a child to fight,” he said.

“I…I don’t that…I think you’re good. You were only hurt. And you made some bad choices. I don’t consider any of that unforgivable…especially since it probably wasn’t your fault to begin with.”

There was silence. You wrapped him into a hug. He was always warm, despite the summer heat. Always enveloping. You could smell the sandalwood of the shampoo he used in headquarters.

“Why should we stay in the past, anyway?” you then questioned with a smile.

“I just worry…who knows what he’s capable of…” he fretted.

Both of you noticed a puddle on the ground. You walked around it, your reflections from below passing by like the clouds.

“Loki…you need to tell your brother. And the Avengers. Let them know. Let them know it wasn’t entirely your fault- only partly. And they will want to know about Thanos,” you told him.

He smiled a little.

“Well, then, if you ask it, I shall…” he replied.

You walked and walked about all day. By the time you both sat on a bench in the park, the soreness of your feet struck you. You were so lost in each other’s company you lost track of the time.

The next day, other than some walking, you insisted you both go shopping. There were too many shops here to resist. Especially those with multiple stories. And Midgaurdian fashion fascinated you. The shops back home had only one floor. Some in New York had twenty.

“Is there a store that strikes your fancy?” you asked Loki, passing by.

He pointed to one window that showed a variety of suits.

“I think…I’d like to try one…”

“Then lets!” you offered, pulling his hand inside.

You go to a classy store. The employees wore dresses and suits. It played jazz and people walked around with drinks of coffee or champagne. So much finery. He then settled on a few as an employee guided him around.

You sat down, waiting for him to emerge and then he did. The employee dropped their jaw and grinned.

Loki was in an all black- black shirt and black suit. It made his skin and beautiful hands stick out even more. It was crisp and clean and fit him like a glove.

“I…I look…” he began to mutter.

‘I’ll say it, you look handsome!” you cheered. You took him to a mirror so he could admire himself.

That evening, you decided to end it by going to a wine bar. It was lovely and wooden. There were even giant lamps that looked like flowers. You ahd ordered two glasses for each of you and enough food to feed a giant. Which, in fact, you were in the company of one.

“Hmmm, nice and dry. Some fruity overtones. Quite good.”

“I don’t mind. Wine is wine. And it’s good.”

“Well, you haven’t drank enough wine then, Y/N!”

“I only would drink it at banquets!”

You then held the rim of your glass.

You then held the rim of your glass.

“Loki…be honest with me…am I a good warrior?”

“Of course, you are.”

“I…I just would always use to lose fights. And you know when I’d run away as a child…”

“I do not see you running away very often, darling.”

“There is training, but this is reality…”

“What did mother ask you to do? To face every danger to find me? And you did.”

You blinked at him.

“I think you are a good warrior. No matter what you might think of yourself.”

“I…uh…thank you…”

He raised the glass.

“Cheers?”

“Cheers,” you replied.

You tapped the glass and then drank it.

“I think I know what you’re talking about…I do taste the overtones a bit,” you commented.

“I think you should become a connoisseur in no time, Y/N,” he said.

It was the next day he announced something almost ludicrous.

“Y/N, we should see a play or these ‘musicals’ New York is known for!” Loki suggested that next afternoon.

“Who said we had to spend money?” he asked with a wink.

You looked through the calendar of shows. First for musicals, since they were less common back home. And the more melodramatic, Loki said, the better. One was selected.

Both of you located the theatre and got there at an earlier time, right when the crew and cast would walk in before the show. Using the billboards, he transformed himself and you into two ensemble members.

Once you walked in, already there was one crew member.

“Oh, hello! How are you? Traffic, okay? Break legs tonight- remember- check the notes! Phil fixed your tights too so thank her!” they chatted.

Both of you walked out. Your heart beat fast seeing these people miff about. Knowing you were doing something forbidden.

“Please- Y/N! Don’t get lost backstage!” he whispered to you.

“But Loki- look at this set piece!! And the costumes here- so beautiful!”

“Don’t wander off-here!”

He clasped your hand, entwining fingers with yours.

“Besides, we have to get our seats,” he said.

As the actors in street clothes, you both walked over to the front of the theatre and then to the lobby bathrooms. Empty, thank the Allfather. With a flick of his wrist, green light emerged over you. He reappeared in a fine tuxedo and his hair back. But when you looked, you blinked and saw you had a red dress on. It was very flattering on your body. Straps went over your shoulders and the shade looked perfect for your skin.

Both of you walked out. The crowd was already walking in, holding playbills in hand. Yet you couldn’t help but keep staring at yourself in the mirror. There was a large, stupid smile on your face.

“I have to admit, you have good taste. This is beautiful!” you gasped, turning at angles to admire yourself.

“You are beautiful!” Loki replied.

You both froze and looked.

“I mean! I mean…you always were beautiful!” he added on. Though his face did turn pink. The God of mischief and mayhem and here he was-embarrassed.

“Uh…thank you!” you responded.

Both of you walked forward to find the odd empty seats. Then enjoyed the show.

You did the same each night.  You saw the most melodramatic musicals. It was hard to believe amidst all the wine drinking, walks, store visits, and shows, that four days passed by.

Both of you were walking in late on the fourth day after seeing your latest show. Both of you smiling from how his magic worked wonders and from everything you saw and experienced.

“Y/N, can I tell you something?” he asked.

Both of you entered your room.

“Sure, tell me…”

“Sylvie betrayed me. I did everything for her and still…I can’t tell you what a pathetic sad sack I became. But…Y/N, this week…I…I had fun…”

“I did too…”

His own magic made you both clean. No need for waiting for a shower. You both were tired-as well as changed into pajamas.

“You’re pretty damn efficient, Loki. Thanks for that.”

“I’m not waiting until midnight to bathe…” he quipped.

“Sleep well, Y/N…”

“You too…”

There was no turning around. This time, you curled towards each other. His smiling face was the last thing you saw before sleeping.

Then there was a noise and the sound of boots. You barely blinked awake. The grogginess of your deep sleep letting you go of its peaceful embrace. And it was still dark in the room, your eyes adjusted.

There were people- agents all in armor and helmets.

“Y/N! Y/N! What are you doing? Disrupting the sacred timeline!”

“What! What timeline?”

He jolted out of bed.

“You will NOT have her! You won’t!”

But it was too late. One agent took their long stick with blue at the end and stuck it on you. An electric fizz washed down your body, head to toe. You heard Loki cry out your name as everything turned to black.

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When you came to, you were not in New York. In New York the buildings were lovely, tall, and completely built. Here, everything was ruined and desolate. And it was an overcast day. Your heart beat fast and you could taste dirt. It stuck you that you were laying on the ground. You could taste dirt.

“Ah, are you a Loki too?” was the voice you heard.

“Wait…no she isn’t,” said another.

“No…it’s…it’s a Y/N…” another muttered.

They all lowered their jaws. A tall, muscular man covered in furs. An old man in a silly costume. A dark-haired boy in green. And oddest of all, a tiny alligator all staring at you. And though you didn't know them, they knew you.

“A Y/N! The President’s gonna find out…they all are soon…”

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[veliseraptor]

I have a suggestion/compromise? You mentioned not having the heart to finish those abandoned marvel drafts but if you were willing to share some of the already written bits that you do like, why not just post them as excerpts? You needn't finish them and we get to read your lovely work and stop harassing you for more ❤️

I've been tossing this idea around in my head for the last couple of days and I still don't know where I'm coming down in terms of "actually posting unfinished works to AO3" but I did go back and reread some of these fics I moved into my "MCU Fic Salvage Folder" (aka the wips I feel like would be most worth finishing someday, hypothetically) and once again went "huh you know these are still decent" and it does seem a pity that they're just sitting around languishing unread when people might hypothetically appreciate them, and I'm always in constant need of external validation.

so you know what, since you asked, anon, here, have a 2.3k chunk of an avengers: infinity war canon divergence that I'm fond of notionally but very unlikely to ever finish.

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you who turn the wheel and look to windward

Loki watched himself die.

It was necessary, so that he could ensure all the reactions were perfect, the simulacrum as believable as possible, as precisely real as possible. Making a copy of himself was easy - child’s play. Had been for centuries. Making one that was solid to the touch and real enough to fool Thanos--

He’d never done it before, and he could feel the strain of it in his chest, but he was strong enough for this. He had to be. 

That didn’t make it any easier to watch his own throat crushed in Thanos’s hand. He could feel himself shaking, his heart beating like it was going to explode, terror squeezing his airways as tightly as Thanos was squeezing his double’s--

Loki knew the pop-crack wasn’t real and he still flinched. The simulacrum went limp, and a muffled sound reminded him of the other reason he’d kept his eyes so determinedly fixed on his own death. 

I’m sorry, he thought frantically. Thor, I’m sorry, I couldn’t think of another way--

Thanos dropped the body - his body, and he had the disorienting, horrifying experience of staring at his own dead eyes - in front of Thor. He was saying something, but Loki couldn’t hear it over the roaring in his ears. 

Leave, he willed Thanos. Leave, damn you, you have what you want, now go--

Thor was sobbing. He could hear that, all too clearly, and oh if he’d ever wanted proof of what Thor had said (I mourned you) he had it now, and it was bitter in the having. 

Thanos turned his back and Loki held perfectly still, quivering like a dog straining at the leash, waiting, waiting. All he needed was a moment, a clean moment where he could get Thor away and run, it didn’t matter where, somewhere, anywhere. He hadn’t managed to save Asgard. Or Frigga, or Heimdall. But he would do this, he had to do this, there was no other choice.

Walk away, he thought. Walk away, there’s nothing here for you, we’re already dead.

Thor was holding his corpse. Clinging to it, and Loki hated himself but he hated Thanos more and he would apologize when they were safe, would let Thor beat him into the ground if it just meant they made it through this.

Let us make it through this. 

Loki felt the flash of power roll through him. Of Power. Felt the remnants of the ship groan as they started to tear apart. 

No, Loki thought. No, no-

He gauged the distance between him and Thor and Thor and Thanos and it didn’t matter, he couldn’t wait any longer. 

He’d already waited too long.

The ship ripped apart as Loki lunged for Thor, mouth open to shout his name before the vacuum of space tore his voice away, tore him away.

Then there was nothing, for a long time.

**

“You’re d’asting shitting me.”

Loki’s mind stirred sluggishly. His thoughts were fragmented, slow to cohere. There was something about that voice and its rough edge that made Loki’s stomach clench anxiously, but he couldn’t put a name to it, or to where he was, or to what-

No, he knew what had happened. The ship had been torn apart. And somehow...he’d survived. 

Again. 

“I should just throw you back out there,” said the vaguely familiar voice. “This is a waste of time.”

Loki fought his way free like a river in spring thaw. Everything was still jumbled, confused, but one thing remained squarely at the forefront of his mind. 

“Thor,” he said weakly. 

Thor, clinging to his body as the ship was ripped apart, and he hadn’t been fast enough to reach him.

He jerked the rest of the way back to life and lunged to his feet, whirling around with a knife in hand, and froze, staring at Thanos’s daughter. She stared back at him, her jaw set. “You,” he snarled, and lunged for her, hopelessly uncoordinated, still weak. She batted his thrust aside easily. 

“Cut it out,” she said. “I’m not here for him.” 

Loki flashed his teeth. “I am supposed to believe that?” 

“Believe it or don’t,” she said. “But don’t try to stab me again after I just dragged you and the other one onto my ship against my better judgment.”

Loki’s heart leapt into his throat, something like hope almost blooming in his chest. “The other one?” 

“Yeah,” she said, jerking her thumb over her shoulder. “She’s over there.” She turned her back and started back toward the cockpit, stride jerky and ever so slightly uneven. “Don’t make me regret this.”

His heart dropped just as quickly. She. But he looked reluctantly over where Thanos’s daughter - he remembered her, if not her name - had indicated. Even one living Asgardian, even one, he told himself, no matter if it was not Thor…

I promise you, brother, the sun will shine on us again.

He walked unsteadily over to the other body lying on the ship’s deck. He recognized the style of the vessel - one of Thanos’s, which suggested that either Thanos’s daughter had stolen it, or she was lying. 

Not just any Asgardian, Loki thought, kneeling down unsteadily next to her. The Valkyrie. She was a survivor. Like him. 

Even as he started to reach out toward her, she gasped in a breath and her eyes snapped open, her knife flashing toward his throat. She stopped it just before it sliced through skin, staring at him, wide-eyed.

“Fuck,” she said. “Loki?”

Loki choked on a hysterical laugh. “The one and only,” he said. 

“The fuck...the fuck happened?” Valkyrie’s voice rasped painfully. Loki wondered if there was water. He should have asked, but he still felt dull, muddled. Thor must have survived. He had to have. But where…

He slumped back away from her. “Thanos,” he said. 

“I knew that,” Valkyrie hissed, already on her feet. There was an ugly rent in her armor, bleeding sluggishly. “But we’re not dead, so obviously-”

She cut off. Loki saw the moment when she put it together. 

“There’s no one else, is there,” she said. 

Loki didn’t want to say it. Couldn’t make himself say it. “I don’t know.” 

Valkyrie let loose with a string of expletives that Loki couldn’t parse. He waited for her to finish shouting. 

“Hulk?” She said, finally. 

“Heimdall sent him to Midgard. To warn them.” And was murdered for it. He didn’t speak that part, but he could tell that Valkyrie heard it nonetheless. 

“And Thor?” She asked, but he could tell by the look on her face that she already knew the answer. She just wanted him to say it. Why? So she could blame him, that he was still here and Thor might be-

He’s not dead. I won’t believe it. He turned his back on her and walked over to the cockpit to stare at the back of Thanos’s daughter’s head. She’d been a Luphomoid, once. He wasn’t sure what to call her now. “What’s your game,” he asked, harshly. 

“Getting to Thanos. Killing Thanos.” 

Loki jerked. “Last I saw you-”

“Last I saw you,” she snapped, “you were dancing on Thanos’s strings. It’s been a while.” 

“You know this person?” Valkyrie said, coming up behind him.

“Yes,” Loki said flatly. “Not fondly. There were a lot of sophisticated instruments of torture involved.” 

He felt Valkyrie stiffen, and somewhere distant where he was still feeling things was touched. 

“Don’t make me regret pulling you out of vacuum,” she said, her voice, if possible, even harsher than he remembered. “I only did it because-”

She stopped. Her hands twitched on the controls. Loki could see something, suddenly, in her single-minded intensity, the taut coil of her entire body, straining toward a destination she was afraid she wouldn’t reach. 

“Because why,” he said. She clamped her mouth shut and didn’t answer. 

“Would someone explain to me who you are and what’s going on,” Valkyrie said tightly, her voice almost vibrating, and it occurred to Loki that she’d been the sole survivor of her sisterhood, and was now one of a handful of survivors at most, almost immediately after returning to Asgard. Loki stumbled back and sat down on one of the unoccupied seats, his head suddenly spinning again. 

“She’s a daughter of Thanos,” he said. “Not of his flesh - I don’t know that he has any of those. I certainly hope not.” 

“I am not that,” she said, her voice grating. “My name is Nebula. I almost killed Thanos once. This time, I’m going to do it right.” 

“You’ve changed your tune,” Loki said. To Valkyrie, he added, “it seems we both managed to survive being blasted into space when Thanos disintegrated the ship. Which is, I imagine, where she found us.” 

“But not Thor,” she said. 

“There were no other signs of life in the vicinity,” Nebula said, after a brief pause. Loki felt like he’d been punched in the chest. He slumped back into the seat, staring blankly forward. 

It should have been you, whispered a nasty voice in his mind. Not him. Never him.

Valkyrie swore under her breath. “Fuck,” she said. “Shit.” 

Nebula, to his gratitude, said nothing. He was quite certain she knew the name. She’d heard him scream it enough. 

“Fuck!” Valkyrie roared, slamming her foot into the hull of the ship. Loki bowed his head and tried to summon the words: nor shall we mourn, but he couldn’t. Couldn’t. He felt like something had been ripped out of his core. 

“Where are we going,” he said finally, numbly. 

“I told you-”

“Yes, I know. I meant more specifically than that.” 

“Vormir,” Nebula said. Loki frowned. 

“What’s on Vormir?” 

“The Soul Stone.” 

Loki’s heart skipped a beat. “What?” He said, voice a little hoarse. He’d had some slim hope that the thing was lost. That no one knew where to find it, Thanos included, and thus he would not be able to complete his quest. 

Stupid. He should know better by now than to trust to hope. 

Nebula’s jaw tightened. “I don’t know if Thanos is still there. But it’s the last location I know he was heading.” 

“How did he know where to go,” Loki said, his throat closing like he was the double Thanos had strangled. “I thought it was lost-”

“Not lost enough,” Nebula said. She was wound so tight she was almost vibrating. Racing against time. She was afraid. Loki had not thought she was capable. 

That was all the Stones accounted for. Two on Midgard. Two Thanos already possessed (one thanks to you, sentiment, and what was it worth in the end, you still lost). One on Knowhere in the Collector’s care - he was strong enough that he might be able to match Thanos on his own, but with two Infinity Stones already in his possession? Perhaps not. 

And the Soul Stone, on Vormir. 

“How do we kill him,” Valkyrie said, her voice harsh. “This - Thanos. How do we kill him?” 

“Quickly,” Nebula said. “Cutting his throat should do it. I intend to take his whole head just to be sure.” 

“Not if I get to it first,” Loki said. Nebula gave him a sharp, ugly look that Loki ignored. He was very cold, and trying very hard not to think of Thor. Not to think, with childlike desperation, he was alive when you saw him last, Thor is strong, he might have survived. He couldn’t afford to believe that. And it wouldn’t matter if Thanos got what he wanted. 

“How far are we from this Vormir,” Valkyrie said.

“Another few hours.” Nebula’s voice was curt, but not exactly hostile.

“And are there weapons on this ship?” 

She gestured toward the back, and Valkyrie turned on her heel and stalked in that direction. Loki looked down at his hands. He had his knives, of course. Always. 

He kept going over those last few moments on The Statesman. What he could have done differently. What he should have done differently that might have gotten both him and Thor out alive - or at least Thor. 

It should have been a relief that he couldn’t think of anything. It wasn’t. 

“What changed,” he said.

“Are you talking to me,” Nebula said. Her voice was as harsh as he remembered. Thanos must have done something to damage her vocal cords, at some point. Hearing it sent a shiver of revulsion at remembered pain down his spine. 

“Yes,” he said. “I am talking to you. What made you finally turn your back on your father?” 

“None of your business.” 

“I’d like to know why I should believe you aren’t just taking us to Thanos as prisoners.” 

“If I was taking you to Thanos I would have just killed you,” Nebula said. “If I’d known it was you I was pulling onboard I would have.”

“Hey,” Valkyrie said, hefting a sizeable gun in one hand. “Watch it.”

Nebula made a disgusted noise and turned away from them both. Loki glanced at Valkyrie, eyebrows furrowing, and when she looked back at him he read determination and rage and a sort of desperation in her eyes. Like she expected something from him.

Don’t, Loki wanted to scream. I’ll only fail you. As I failed Thor.

“She’s not going to now,” Loki said. “And if you try...you’ll find me much harder to subdue than when I was your father’s captive.” It was largely bravado. He was weak after the fight on the Statesman, after dueling Proxima and Corvus, after crafting a double of himself. Drained by the memory of Thor on his knees, screaming, running toward his brother as the ship disintegrated around them and Thor just lay there sobbing over his seeming corpse, making no move to save himself. 

A knife slid in under Loki’s ribs and slit him open. He staggered, and Valkyrie caught him.

“Lackey,” she said lowly.

“I’m fine,” he said, but she ignored him, depositing him on a seat and standing next to him, glaring at the back of Nebula’s head as she ignored them both.

#conversating #anonymous #fic excerpt #loki's a goddamn mess #avengers: infinite denial #wow been a few years since that tag saw use #in case this becomes a thing i'm going to tag it #mcu fic amnesty

[notinthislife50]

Chapter 17

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Meanwhile, back at the compound, John entered the kitchen where the Avengers were sitting.

“You know John if I’d known you were coming I’d have rolled out the red carpet or at least made more pancakes.” Tony jabbed.

“Thanks, Stark but not necessary” John nodded and Tony rolled his eyes.

“As I’m sure you all know my beloved wife is missing and I’m very worried,” John rambled “and I believe she may have come here.”

“Why would she have come here?” Steve asked.

“Ah, my hero!” John smiled “You know I hope I’m filling up those big shoes of yours,” he smacked Steve on the shoulder.

“Hardly,” Bucky snorted making Natasha smirk.

“So yes to answer your question my wife has had some troubles lately. She thinks everyone is trying to kill her. She isn’t well. And I need to get her back home so I can take care of her.”

“Well she isn’t here,” Tony said, “You’re welcome to search the place.”

“Oh, believe me, my people are Stark,” John smiled.

You stood in a large room briefcase clutched to your chest. Thor stood beside you. A woman entered the room. The most beautiful woman you ever laid eyes on. You couldn’t help but watch her every move.

She stopped at Thor and took his face in her hands and smiled “Son you’re back. Thank the gods” she smiled. She then looked at you and you lowered your head immediately “Y/n please don’t be afraid to look at me, I know all about you, and you are safe here,” she tried to comfort you. “No one can reach here,” she confirmed.

All you could do was smile and nod. Wanting to believe her but at the same time not. What wouldn’t you give to trust someone. You thanked her meekly and then the ladies were ordered to show you your room.

You had been on Asgard for a few weeks but you always kept yourself to the room you were assigned. You were out of your depth here, how could you escape a God? Fuck why did you agree to this? But somehow Frigga sensed your fear. Every time you felt a panic attack coming on she seemed to appear and slow you down.

One day Odin announced a ball for some celebration. You were glad, it would mean no one would come near you for a while. You could have peace. Until Loki entered your chambers, you could never help but laugh any time he strutted in.

“Must you?” He would always ask faking annoyance.

“Most definitely yes, when you walk in like this” you laughed mimicking Loki.

“Okay little human sit down before I smite you” he warned.

"You love me, you could never do such a thing,” you smiled.

It’s true, Loki ignored you at the start, Midgardians were beneath him, then he had a conversation with you and he became intrigued by you. Now he had actually made friends with you. He was sure you were a witch. You obviously did some spell to make him care about you.

“Loki,” you said smiling always happy to see him. You flung one arm over him and hugged him. “Come tell me a new story,”

You were infuriating, acting like a child making him tell you stories of old. He would never admit it but he liked it.

“Must we little human, It’s so tiresome,” he groaned unconvincingly.

You smiled brightly “We must, I love it when you teach me things Loki,” You patted his shoulder, giving your best sad eyes.

Loki pretended to huff “I’m glad the gods never graced me with a sister.”

You poked him stating “You love me,”

“I am a god, we don’t love” he jested.

After the story he looked at you “Y/n,” he said I bit too serious for your liking “We want you to come to the ball.”

“Loki, please I can’t,” You started to panic and then took control of yourself.

“Anyway, I have nothing to wear and I don’t think anything would match my beautiful bracelet” you laughed raising your arm with the suitcase attached.

“Little human, you know Thor would only have to put his hammer on this suitcase and no one would ever be able to lift it. We could even do it in the grand room, so you could have an eye on it at all times.” He tried to convince you.

Then Thor had walked In and the both of them together tried to prove to you it would be safe.

"Please Y/n, I really need the most beautiful woman to dance with at the ball” Loki worked his charms.

“Okay,” You rolled your eyes.” You don’t need to try and feed my ego, I don’t have one.”

Thor and Loki tried to interject. But you raised your hand " I’m not looking for compliments they make me uncomfortable. Just bare with me and my trust issues. But I will try it.”

Thor clapped his hands while Loki just remained the same. But you swore you saw a hint of a smile.

@kandis-mom @silverfire475 @rivthejellyfish

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[deathmetalunicorn1]

HERE WE GO!

I was reading some of my Norse mythology books and came across the story about how Loki turned into a mare and let a stallion mount him (to distract it so a wall wouldn’t get built or something) and he got pregnant with one of his kids. So that made my brain make the question of…

How would Jack, Hercules, Hermes, and Thor react to getting hit with a stray spell or something and finding out that it made them pregnant from a random unknown woman’s egg and there own sperm? How would they handle it? How would they behave? How would they act during the 9 months, birth, and after birth? Also they don’t have to worry over figuring out what and how to feed there baby since the spell also makes them produce milk like with a normal pregnancy.

-The furious roar of not only Odin, but Zeus rang through Valhalla, as Loki was being held down by Brunnhilde, who was also furious, her knee in the center of his back, keeping him pinned to the floor.

-It started with a harmless prank, one that wasn’t meant to cause so many problems.

-Loki and some of the other male gods and human warriors of the Ragnarok tournament, and the topic, for some reason, was pregnancy!

-The men were all talking about how their wives, those who had wives, that pregnancy couldn’t be that bad, but Loki was quick to interrupt, telling them that it was hard.

-That’s when many remembered that Loki is able to take on both a male form and a female form, and he had a child, Sleipnir, an eight-legged horse, after luring The Builder’s horse away to keep him from completing the walls of Asgard, by changing into a mare.

-Some, like Ares and Raiden, had teased Loki, reiterating their comments that being pregnant and giving birth couldn’t be that bad.

-So, Loki conjured a spell, one that would only simulate the feeling of being pregnant and giving birth, to teach them a lesson, however this backfired and now Jack, Hercules, Hermes, and Thor, were all pregnant, becoming almost instantly six months pregnant.

-When Odin and Zeus found out, their rage was nearly uncontrollable as they yelled at Loki for what he had caused and what future trouble this was going to cause, as the men still had male genitalia, meaning they would have to give birth via C-section!

-For punishment, Loki had to dote on the four men, helping them through the last trimester as well as help with the babies, as technically he was going to be the father, since it was his spell that impregnated them.

Jack

-Due to his thin frame, he looked way more pregnant than the others, except for maybe Hermes, and after being examined, was put on bedrest, only allowed to get up to use the bathroom.

-However, as time went on, he couldn’t get up without help, his belly too much in the way and had had to wait for Loki to come and save him. Jack was pretty mild when it came to mood swings and cravings, the only thing that really got him pissed was that he was unable to have tea for a while, as tea had caffeine in it, and he had to wait to get decaffeinated tea.

-Once he had his tea, Jack was the easiest to handle, at least until he started to lactate, which he found so unusual that he refused to let anyone but Loki and the valkyrie nurses see him like that.

-Jack was the first to give birth, three weeks before any of the others, and his heart swelled, seeing the tiny little girl smiling up at him, his little princess.

-He refused to let his princess suckle him, finding it too odd, too embarrassing, so he used a pump machine and fed her those until she was moved to formula.

-Jack was so doting and caring to his child, reading Shakespeare to her and holding full intellectual conversations with her, smiling when she would babble up at him like she was conversing with her papa.

-Once his body was healed and back to normal, no traces of pregnancy whatsoever, he continued to dote on his daughter, raising her as a single parent, raising her with so much love that she would never question if he loved her.

Hercules

-He was no strangers to pregnancies, as he had several children in his past, ones that he still misses every day, as well as his wives, but he had no idea how hard it was!

-When his wives were pregnant, he was doting on them, as their feet would swell, back would hurt, and their emotions were all over the place.

-He just never thought he would be dealing with it himself, and while he wasn’t one that had been teasing Loki, he now knew Loki was telling the truth.

-Loki was pulling his hair out with this beefcake who was found out to be carrying twins!! He didn’t want to sit and relax, he was still going out, working out and swinging a sword around like he wasn’t carrying two babies.

-The one who looks the least pregnant, due to his abs, but he could feel nausea something fierce, unable to handle certain smells without gagging anymore.

-His morning sickness was the worst of the four, unable to hold barely anything but water down until Loki brought him the one thing he was craving, lemons, eating them by the slice.

-Hercules produced so much milk that he had his fridge filled up before his babies were even born, and Loki had to sort them, throwing out the oldest ones that went bad, replacing them with newer ones.

-He was the one to be back on his feet the fastest following the C-section, stretching and glad to have his body back, but he did tear his stiches twice, leading to Loki having to call Brunnhilde to reign him in.

-His sons were the spitting image of him, a bit on the large side, and constantly hungry, but with his surplus of bottles, he was able to handle them for at least a week before he had to suckle them, which was the oddest feeling he had ever experienced.

-He never said anything, but he was glad when they moved onto formula, as his chest was slowly returning to normal, followed by the rest of his body.

-His sons were rambunctious and curious, but they loved their papa fiercely, loving it when he read to them or told them stories, as he told stories with dramatic voices, having them hanging on every word he said.

Hermes

-Of the four, Hermes had the worst of everything, except nausea, which Hercules had the worst of.

-His back was constantly hurting as his large belly was dragging him back and forth, his ankles and feet swelled up, his cravings were so brutal that he was in tears if he didn’t get what he wanted, and he nearly killed Loki at least three times within the first month of being pregnant.

-Loki doted on him the most, as Hermes needed it, pampering him and getting him anything that he wanted just to keep him happy.

-When Hermes found out he was having twins, Ares and Zeus had to come and wrangle the furious pregnant man in from killing Loki, and they both had to help him as his pregnancy was so brutal on him.

-When he started to lactate, Loki found himself in the infirmary shortly afterwards, getting his ass kicked by a very pregnant man, but he had to admit that he kind of liked it.

-Hermes’ birth was the longest, as his blood pressure had dropped dramatically when they pulled his first child out, Loki had to come and assist with the birth, cleaning up his twin daughters while the valkyries worked hard to stabilize Hermes.

-He was awake and asking for his children by the next morning, smiling at Loki when he saw the man responsible for this situation passed out in a chair holding both daughters, all three sleeping soundly.

-Hermes was the perfect parent, feeding his girls, doting on them, playing his violin for them which they both loved, clapping their hands and laughing, wanting more which made his heart swell so much.

-Once his body was back to normal, he threatened Loki that if he ever did something like that again, there would be no hesitation and Hermes would personally strangle the trickster god, which did make Loki blush in delight.

Thor

-The one with the least issues with his pregnancy, he didn’t have any of the symptoms the others had and in all honesty, Thor wanted to experience them, just to know what it felt like.

-Thor trained, much like Hercules, but in moderation, taking Brunnhilde’s advice in not over doing things, but some exercise was good, as it was healthy for the babies.

-The only thing Thor had any difference was that his appetite was bigger, eating more, and he, Loki, and Odin soon found out why as he was carrying twins.

-Loki was in awe that three of the four men he accidentally impregnated had twins, a huge grin on his face, but he was too afraid to say anything when Odin and Thor both turned on him with a glare, silently threatening him.

-The ninth month was the hardest, as his belly was low and it made it hard for him to stand up on his own, unless he was in a higher chair, which was amusing to see him waving his arms, trying to stand up on his own.

-His C-section was the smoothest of the four, but he took a bit longer to heal, he and Odin were in complete awe over his children, one son and one daughter.

-Odin was instantly enamored with his beautiful grandchildren, “I can’t believe my first grandchildren from you were birthed directly by you.”

-Odin was quickly laughing as Thor glared darkly at him, cradling his daughter while Odin held his son.

-Thor had not only Odin, but Loki as well to help raise his children, as Thor had never dealt with babies before, so dealing with two babies, his babies, he had a lot to learn.

-He loved his children and was so protective of them, smiling down at them as he let them hold his fingers, giggling up at him.

#record of ragnarok #ror jack the ripper #ror heracles #ror hades #ror thor #ror loki

[gooseisrandom]

Prove Yourself

Part 1

Word count: 1.9k

Image credits to @ notaracooniswear (I think, I kinda forgot where this image came from 😭😭😭)

tags: @im-a-satanic-ritual @crazy4chickennuggets

pairing(s): Loki x Sorcerer!Reader

reader info: No use of Y/N, written with second person pronouns. Gender neutral reader, no gendered pronouns.

warnings/contains: Swearing, some suggestive jokes/sexual references. Pining, light angst, best friends to lovers style. Reader is a bit self-deprecating and sarcastic because the author has self-esteem issues.

a/n: and here it is! you’re welcome ;) i hope it’s what you were looking for, i struggled a bit with this bcus…executive wasn’t functioning lol. i did it tho! enjoy <3 i’m a little worried that i might not be able to complete the story because i struggle with that a lot but i will try my best :)

for anyone else wondering, the idea for this story came from this post from @im-a-satanic-ritual and it was super interesting so the brain worms came out to play ehehehe. credits to them for the wonderful idea!

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You were never the best with a sword.

As a child growing up on Asgard, you’d expect that your parents would have done a better job teaching you how to use a weapon, especially since you spent an absurdly large portion of your childhood running around the castle with the two princes.

Unfortunately, they never really had the time for you, and were pretty occupied with sucking up to Odin. This of course only led to you spending more time with Thor and Loki while your parents spent their time at lavish feasts. You’d chase them around, playing made-up games and hiding in the ancient tapestries.

But Thor was often busy training, as the eldest son of Odin and heir to the throne. So on most days, your time was spent in the library with Loki. You recalled the first time he’d shown you his magic; he’d made tiny, twinkling fireworks pop out of the book you had open on your lap, startling you into dropping the book and falling out of your chair. He’d laughed (like a jerk), and you told him that you’d get him back one day.

And get him back you did. At first, you’d only planned to learn a spell to make spiders appear on his bedsheets, but once you got started, it was too hard to stop. You devoured the entire library’s worth of books on magic, and trained in your free time outside of studies. By the time you reached your late teens, you considered yourself quite a formidable sorcerer, though magic never did come as naturally to you as it did for Loki.

In fact, he only seemed to get more skilled at it as he aged. It became very hard for you not to notice his talent, and his looks. You’d never really thought of him in that way before, but more often than not, watching him train to “improve on your own skills” would just turn into shamelessly ogling him while he practiced the same spell over and over again. The banter and rivalry you had with him took on a flirtatious nature, and made it even more difficult for you to hide your affections. Of course, teenaged you was a coward, so you never told him anything, but even now, you wondered if he’d ever considered you as more than a friend. 

But that was all in the past. At the moment, you were struggling to focus on the unnecessarily long speech Odin was giving about Asgard’s traditions, courtship, and marriage.

“...and so, now that my eldest son, Thor, is of age to marry, I beseech the noble families of Asgard to have their heirs come forth to prove themselves worthy of a prince’s hand. If you can best my son in a fight by any means, which I hardly think will be trivial,” Odin declared, chuckling slightly, “then you shall have my blessing to court him.”

The room exploded in conversation, people buzzing with curiosity and excitement. Your mother elbowed you in the ribs eagerly. Of course she expected you to try to court him– she’d always been very enthusiastic about your friendship with Thor. You inwardly groaned at the thought of courting Thor. He was loud, boisterous, and far too extroverted for your taste. Though he was a great brother figure, he’d never been even remotely on your radar for love interests.

Odin cleared his throat, setting his goblet down with a clank. The room quieted slightly, people turning their heads back to the king. “My other son, Loki, is also of age for marriage. It would be ideal to have both my sons in courtship shortly,” he added condescendingly. Clearly, there was some favoritism in the family going on.

You scoffed at Odin’s obliviousness. Loki was in fact quite…popular with the young palace nobility. Often you’d walked down the halls and heard snippets of hushed conversation, accompanied by whispers of his name. People had even gone so far as to unashamedly lust over him while talking to you, making crude references to his skill in bed or his long fingers as he passed by. In all frankness, Loki needed no help from Odin to find a lover to throw themselves at him. There were so many who were eyeing him that you knew he would never even think to look at you.

And so, while everyone else gossiped about the princes and proclaimed their intentions to fight for a courtship, you excused yourself from the feast and left, disgruntled. You’d endured years of frustration, wondering when Loki would finally notice you, and now you had to watch him be shuffled off into marriage with some wide-eyed lover who happened to be brave enough to challenge him in battle. To say the least, you weren’t too happy.

Instead of stewing in self-pity alone in your room, you made your way to the library through the familiar halls. With everyone at the feast for Odin’s big announcement, they were empty of the usual crowds, leaving them cold and lonely. Like you! your mind supplied in an unhelpfully cheery tone.

“Shut up,” you told yourself, speaking aloud and realizing in the process you sounded absolutely ridiculous. You could hear your self-beratement echo down the marble walls, mocking you as you finally reached the entrance to the library.

The door of the library creaked open in quiet welcome as you slipped into the room, and you were immediately blessed with a wonderful, comfortable silence. At this hour, it was dark, the typical warm lighting cold and snuffed out. The only light came in through the open windows, billowing curtains shuffling against the moonlight streaming in. You padded alongside the windowsill, finding your way to your personal corner of the library; a little alcove that you’d discovered while wandering around the endless space of the library as a child. The cushioned green couches against the window enclosed by bookshelves were normally inviting, but today they reminded you too much of Loki.

You sighed, settling into your usual spot with your knees up on the couch, shoes lazily discarded on the floor. The shimmering moonlight cast stripes across the floor and shelves, making the scene seem almost unreal in its black and white harshness. You let your eyes trail along one of the stripes, following it up a bookshelf across from you. A small flash caught your eye, and you sat read up to investigate it closer, leaning forwards. In the faint light you could just barely the title: Traditions of Asgardian Courtship.

You almost laughed aloud. The irony was palpable. You’d run away from the feast and your responsibilities to your family, only to find that fate had led you back straight to where you came from. 

On a whim, you stood up and pulled the book from the shelf to page through it. Sitting back down, you ran your hand over the cover. The book seemed aged, and had clearly been untouched for a long time, which was made clear by the slight cracking noise of the binding as you opened it. You flipped to a random page, not hoping to find anything particularly illuminating. Peering at the aged paper, you found that you’d discovered the section on courtship trials:

“Traditionally, an aspiring courter must prove their worth to the courtee by first declaring their intentions to fight for their affections, then defeating them in battle through swordsmanship, magic, or other means. The act of battle and surrender is symbolic of the passion and surrender of love, and by besting the courtee, the courter has secured their complete and assured surrender of love, and their hand in marriage.”

Personally, you thought that was utter bullcrap. The author of the book was clearly an inexperienced, old-fashioned ninny who believed that love was something that could be won, and not something that just happened to you, like having an enormous apple fall onto your head, or having fireworks explode out of your book one day. In your own experience, love tended to be more like the latter.

Besides, even if you subscribed to the ridiculous traditions the author was touting, you knew you did not have the skills to defeat Loki in a courting trial. He’d always been one step ahead of you and yet somehow completely oblivious to your feelings.

You sighed. Your thoughts always tended to get heavy when thinking about Loki. In an attempt to distract yourself, you set the book down on your lap and began fidgeting with the small, unlit candle sitting on the side table next to you. A memory of Loki almost burning down the curtains in the library after a failed attempt to practice a spell to light candles flickered through your mind, making you chuckle lightly. Setting the candle down again, you let your eyes glaze over the rest of the words in the book, too afraid to read them.

Instead, you tapped the page with one finger. Immediately, fireworks burst from the paper, twinkling in oranges and greens as they crackled and popped in the air. Their trails intertwined, and the slight smell of ash filled your nostrils as you watched the little display, amused. Without your permission, a small smile crept across your face. You could almost hear Loki laughing in your ear.

“Trying to court my brother, I see?”

You whipped around in surprise, slamming the book shut and extinguishing the fireworks in the process. Loki was stood behind you, still laughing slightly. 

“Loki?!? What are you doing here?!?” you exclaimed. You’d been so entranced by the fireworks and your own thoughts that you’d failed to notice him.

He grinned, taking a seat beside you. “Didn’t you think I would notice that you had left? You’re the only entertaining part about those tedious feasts,” he joked.

You rolled your eyes. “I hardly think that watching me spill gravy on my pants is entertaining.”

He leaned back in his chair, a cocky smirk spreading across his face. “It is if I get to lick it clean,” he teased.

You jabbed at his arm. “Perverted arse. Weren’t you just spying on what I was reading?” you asked him in mock accusation.

“Well, I feel that it’s only right that I should know if you’re trying to get in Thor’s bed. Brotherly support, so to speak,” he answered sarcastically.

You frowned at him. “First of all, it’s actually none of your business. Second of all, I was only reading about courtship trials because I was curious. You know Thor is just too much for me, Loki,” you said.

He sighed in apparent resignation to your impeccable logic. “That is a fair point. It is well known that my brother has a…big personality,” he said, waggling his eyebrows suggestively. 

You threw the book at him. “Shut up.” He only laughed, blocking the book with his arm and letting it fall onto his lap.

“Shall we see what you were reading, aspiring suitor of my brother?” he teased, opening the book. “Oh, I see how it is. It’s the complete and assured surrender of love you’re looking for, isn’t it?” he quoted, reading the line in a mockery of Odin’s gravelly voice.

You laughed and buried your face in your hands, embarrassed. “Okay, that’s enough,” you muttered, still giggling. After a moment, you peeked through your hands to see him standing up. 

He held his hand out to you in a silent offer to help you up, smiling. “Come on, let’s get out of here. I’ve got a place I want to show you.”

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a/n: i really need to get my masterlist up properly. someone gently yell at me to do that.

#loki #loki x reader #loki fanfic #loki fanfiction #loki laufeyson #loki smut #loki marvel #loki x you #loki fluff #loki angst #goose writes #loki x reader smut #loki x yn #loki x y/n #tw: suggestive

[lokisprettygirl]

Hear me now (Jotun Loki x Female reader AU) (18+)

Read chapter 29 here// Series Masterlist

Chapter 30

Summary : Loki tells you how he got on earth.

Warning : mentions of cheating, sexual assault, implied smut, short chapter

You scooted closer to him and wrapped your arms around him tightly, he was sharing the past that pained him too deeply and you just wanted him to know that he wasn't alone anymore, that he had love and that he was cared for.

"How did you get here bluey?" You asked him softly and he only tightened his grip around your waist

"I was banished by Odin"

"Your stepfather?" He nodded as you questioned him.

"Frigga told me that on a political venture to Jotunheim my father laufey forced himself upon her and I was the outcome, born out of an enormity" his eyes teared up and that was enough to break your heart, you had a feeling that this was only going to get worse from here. You didn't say anything, you didn't have any words left, you just wrapped your arm around him and caressed his back, hoping that he'd feel comfortable enough to share the rest of his life history with you

"Enraged by the revelation I engaged a war on jotunheim, I used deceit and trickery to avenge my mother, not for a moment I stopped to think why would Odin allow laufey to live after such a crime, then I found the truth, the whole truth " the tears dripped down from his eyes so you quickly wiped them away.

"I had my dagger right on my father's chest, my real father, that's when he told me that he was in love with Frigga, she tricked him into impregnating her so years down the line when Odin would want to rule over Jotunheim I would come into play. The son of laufey would sit on the throne but he never was meant to rule, he was just a pawn, born with a sole intent that someday they will have a use of him"

Your heart felt as if it would crash and burn, the truth felt too much, he has been through so much pain, how could a family do this to their own child? He was their own, they raised him up like a lamb and they were willing to make the sacrifice when the time would come.

"Why did your mother lie to you about the rape?" You asked him softly and he chuckled

"They had an alternate plan I suppose, I was to kill Laufey and take over the throne of Jotunheim, I would have done anything for her, she knew that, Odin knew that" the only thing you felt for his parents, if one could call them that, was disgust. if that's how some families are like, for once you felt happy that you didn't have one.

"When I returned with no blood on my hand Odin didn't think I was needed anymore since I failed, so he wanted to hang me for causing an unprovoked war on jotunheim" your heart stopped as he said that. If you ever see these people you for sure would want to kill them

"My brother Thor begged on his knees in front of them to allow me to live, and Odin? he'd do anything for Thor so instead of taking my life away he banished me from Asgard and threw me off the bifrost, I fell in Alaska, the village you visited. He took away everything Frigga taught me, he took away the spells that made me look like this" he turned into his human form and you looked at him confused. You didn't understand, if Odin took that form away then how was he doing this?

"But you can still do this?" You asked him and he smiled as he kissed you softly

"I taught myself, I learned to do it slowly, like a child would, when I fell down on kamakahi in my natural form I thought the villagers would feel scared but they were merely amused, they knew I wasn't from here and anyone who's not from here could only be a god" he mumbled so you smiled a little, he could have gotten somewhere where people like Rogers and Stark could have found him, being stranded on an alien planet was already horrifying for him as it was, you felt thankful that the villagers didn't hurt him or took advantage of him.

"You are a god Blublu, look at you, so brave, so magical, you heal people, you are everything and I'm sorry about every pain you have been through but as long as you have me, I won't let anyone hurt you again, I promise baby I promise" you hugged him tightly as you finally allowed yourself to sob. He has been through so much of hurt then he got shot and kidnapped, on the top of it he had such an awful wife. You just wanted to keep him with you so nothing would harm him ever again

"I know my darling, I know..sshhhh don't cry please, I never want to see you like that" his eyes teared up more and more with every sob of yours.

"I love you so much, so much" he kissed you as you said that, he loved you more than anything in the whole nine realms, you're all he has ever dreamt of, even on Asgard he never found anyone he felt so peaceful with. You are his and he planned to keep it that way. He wouldn't allow you to slip away again.

"I love you my sweetheart, I love you..I love you" he mumbled between the kisses, there wasn't no stopping him after that, the kiss electrified you both, you wanted him to feel cherished, for him to know that he was needed and wanted immensely by you, not for a purpose, but for love. Pure love. You got on top of him and slipped his aching hard cock inside you,then you moved slowly on him, so slow that his eyes teared up from the overwhelming sensation. He was whining and purring with every swirl of your hips. You couldn't even imagine how someone can even think about hurting him like that. His own family. You felt so enraged.

"Oh love please, please I.. I need to cum inside that warmth of yours my darling..ohhh please" he whined again, whispering in that breathy voice of his, so you pulled him up and Increased your pace until he was a writhing shaking mess

"Cum inside me now..loki..now baby"

He didn't need to hear anything else, you said his name, the name he never liked coming from your mouth until now, now you knew him truly and you wanted to show him that he wasn't an abomination or a mistake, he was everything like you said, he was loved and cherished. He was yours as much as you were his.

After another shower you fed him lunch with your own hands, he was quieter than usual but you didn't want to pry on him, talking about his life must have been taxing, and him not speaking to you never really mattered, it did remind you of bluey you met 6 months ago.

"Can I ask you something?" You asked him softly as you both cuddled in the freezer, it felt safe for both of you. So cozy and you both could feel each other in every way.

"Anything" he smiled and you wondered if you should be asking him that, but then you did want him to be able to talk about his old life with you.

"Do you miss Thor?" His smile faltered and eyes teared up again

"I do, he's the only one I truly do miss from Asgard, we were brothers"

You nodded as you held him tightly

"I'm sure he misses you too, especially if he loved you, it must have hurt him too" you peppered soft kisses on his neck to soothe his nerves and he sighed. He can never go back and see Thor again. He wanted to tell you more but he felt this was enough for the day. He didn't want to overwhelm you with everything at once, especially about his heritage and things he envisioned for your future with him. He had made peace with his old life and everything that happened.

He just didn't know it would come back to haunt him again.

And You didn't know that the moment he would tell you about his life on Asgard, the next day his brother Thor would show up on your door wanting to take his brother back with him.

He was adamant, he was willing to do whatever it would take to bring Loki back to Asgard.

💚💙💚💙❤️💙💚💙❤️💙💚💙❤️

#loki #loki x female reader #jotun loki x reader #loki x reader fluff #loki x reader #loki x reader insert #loki x reader smut #loki x reader fic #loki x you #loki x reader angst #loki fics #jotun loki smut #jotun loki au

[michelleleewise]

Secrets......

Pairing: Loki x plus-size reader

Warnings: self esteem issues, anxiety, assumptions, mild swearing, very slight mention of eating disorder (not in detail), hurt, angst.

Summary: Loki finds out about Emma.....but not how you wanted him to

Part 12-

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Loki's pov-

"How long are we going to be stuck here?" I asked looking at Thor. "Im not sure brother, but we have to be sure this is the right place." He said sitting down. "It has already been two days." I sighed sitting down. "Why the hurry?" He smiled at me. "Shut up you oaf." I huffed sitting back. I turned seeing James come in "Well you guys look super happy." He said sitting next to me.

"Loki's grumpy because he wants to get back to y/n." Thor smiled. "Brother.." I warned glaring at him. "Oh, that reminds me. Loki, before we left I heard about a new aquarium opening, you should take Emma." Bucky said nudging my arm. "I beg your pardon?" I asked "You know, so she can see the fish." He smiled. "James, what are you talking about?" I asked. "Did you hit your head?" He asked. "Who is Emma?" I demanded getting irritated. He looked at me, confusion on his face "umm y/n's daughter, Emma. You know, little girl about so tall" He held his arm up.

I sat staring at him for a minute, y/n has a daughter? Why didn't she tell me? Why did James know? What else was she hiding? I thought to myself. "Hey, you ok?" I heard James. "Yes, im fine." I said clearing my throat. "Let's just get this over with." I said getting up leaving.

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It had been a week since Loki left on the mission, and your anxiety was eating you alive. You hadn't heard anything from him, but Mel hadn't heard from Bucky either so that was a plus you guessed. You carried on about your day, trying not to let you mind drift to what may or may not happen as your phone went off.

His lack of nickname didn't escape you, you knew what was about to happen, and it terrified you. "Sarah, I'll be in my office for a bit if you need me ok." You sighed putting your phone away. "Ok. You ok?" She asked patting your shoulder "no, I'm not." You looked down heading to your office.

A few minutes later you heard a knock, you reluctantly answered it, seeing Loki standing there, his hands in his pockets. "May i?" He asked looking past you. You nodded and moved over to let him in. He walked inside without looking at you. Your heart sank when he didn't hug you. You closed the door, coming to stand in front of him. You stood in silence before he spoke "I won't stay long, I just came by to ask why?" He said finally looking at you. "Loki, I was going to tell you." You said "when exactly?" He asked glaring at you. "Before you left, and several times before that, I just....I didn't know how you would react." You said looking down. "So you decided hiding it was a better decision then telling me the truth?" He asked, shaking his head.

"I thought you were different y/n, I've been lied to, and had things hidden from me my entire life by the people I loved, you know that, and now.." he sighed looking down "now, you did too." You heard. "Loki, no. I was going to tell you." You started "Oh, but James knew, im beginning to think he's more then just your customer y/n." He snapped beginning to pace. "No, he's just.." You started "is it his?" He asked. "Is your child his? Did you sleep with him too!?" He asked raising his voice. "What? No! I've never..." you tried "and you expect me to believe you." He scoffed moving toward the door.

"Loki please! Let me explain." You said grabbing his arm. "I....I love you, please. I want to fix this." You said holding onto his sleeve. "Y/n, let go of my arm." He said looking down. "Loki..." you tied "I said, let go, please." He said sternly. You slowly released his arm, stepping back. You heard him sigh as his hand wiped his face, was he crying? "I am going to New Asgard with Thor, I will contact you when I return." He said not turning around "Loki. Im so sorry, I never meant for any of this to happen." You looked down.

"I need to think y/n, i...." you heard his voice crack "I don't know if I can be with someone who can't be honest with me." He said. "A...are you breaking up with me?" You whispered "I need time y/n." He said. "How much time?" You asked looking at him "I don't know, I'll contact you." He said, suddenly opening the door leaving. You put your hand on the door, leaning your head on it. You pulled yourself together as best you could, and grabbed your purse to head home.

You walked in the door as Emma ran up to you "mommy you here!" She smiled as you kneeled down hugging her. "Hi angel, how was your day?" You asked looking at her. "You look sad, whats wrong." She said holding your face. "I'm fine, don't worry. Where's your aunt Mel?" You asked. "She's in the living room with that one man." She said. "What man?" You asked picking her up. "You know, with the arm." She smiled. "Angel, his name is Bucky." You laughed. "I'll remember someday." She smiled.

You sat Emma down, heading to the living room. "Hey y/n, how was your day?" Mel asked looking at you as Bucky turned around on the couch. "Um, well..let's just say I won't be going out for awhile." You sighed setting your purse down. "What happened?" She asked walking over to you. You looked in her eyes as you felt your resolve slip "He umm, he came to the shop to talk." You felt your voice crack. "And he....he said he needed to think about things." You nodded fighting your tears. "And what else?" She asked putting her hands on your shoulders "He said he wasn't sure if he could be with someone who wasn't honest with him." You sighed, feeling the tears stream down your cheek.

"I'm sorry y/n, I thought he knew, I had no idea." You heard Bucky say. "It's not your fault, I should she told him, awhile ago. This is my fault." You said looking down. "And I don't know if I can fix it." You sobbed as Mel pulled you into a hug, burying your face in her shoulder. "He'll come around y/n, you'll see." She said hugging you tightly. "You don't know that, no one else did." You sobbed into her shoulder. "I'll make dinner, I invited Bucky, is that ok?" She asked. "I don't care, I'm not hungry." You said, pulling back wiping your face. "Y/n, I'm not doing this with you again, you need to eat." She said sternly. "Last time I checked your not my mom." You snapped, watching her step back "I'm going to go shower." You told her heading to your room.

You showered and dressed in your pajamas as you sat on your bed. You looked at your phone, seeing Loki hadn't messaged you since this afternoon. You heard a knock on your door as Emma came in. "Mommy, dinner is ready." She said jumping on your bed. "I'm not hungry angel, you go eat though ok." You smiled at her. "K, love you mommy." She said hugging you from behind "I love you more." You smiled at her. You set your phone down looking at your wallpaper. It was a photo Loki sent you on one of his missions. You laughed at the memory, asking who showed him how to take a selfie, of course be refused to tell you.

You grabbed the green blanket he gave you, wrapping yourself tightly in it laying down. You pulled it up, inhaling the scent that was unmistakably Loki. You closed your eyes, hoping to escape for atleast a little while......

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Cuddles

"Raven, come here please?" you ask politely.

"Yes, darling what do you need?" Loki asks you.

"If you don't mind can we cuddle, together since I hardly see you anymore?" you asked him politely.

"Sure my love," he tells you as he gets on the couch and he pulls you into his side.

You turn on one of your favourite childhood movies The Lion King and you cuddle back into his side as he grabs a large blanket and throws it over you and him.

"Raven, I have a question for you," you tell him letting the movie play in the background as you shift your position so you are facing towards him.

"Yes, darling what is it?" He asks you, not really listening to you as he was too captivated in the movie.

You get up and you grab the remote and you pause the movie.

"Loki, I'm serious I need to as you something," you tell him standing in front of the TV to block his view.

"Yes my love, what is it?" He says as he takes your hands and pulls you to sit on the couch next to him.

"I understand you don't like to cuddle and I would just like to know why? Did something happen as a child that makes you hate cuddling so much?" You ask him looking into his bluish greenish eyes.

"Well I might as well tell you what happened," he says as he looks towards your beautiful eyes.

He watches as you get more comfortable on the couch and he begins his story.

"Back when I was a small child, mother would try and cuddle me when I would have nightmares, but Odin wouldn't let her. As time went by I would pretend to be asleep as I made Thor dream something unsettling so he would wake out of his slumber and go, wake mother. When he did she would always come back with him and cuddle him but never me. When I asked her why she said because Odin never allowed her to do it. I just figured out that they would never love me as much as they did Thor, so I vowed to never allow anyone to ever cuddle me again especially after our mother was killed because it was all my fault," he said finally breaking down and crying.

He leaned over into your arms and pulled you onto his lap. He wrapped his arms around your waist as he cried into your neck.

"Loki, it was not your fault that your mother was killed. You were in a prison cell and you couldn't do anything about it even if you wanted to," you tell him trying to comfort him.

You run your fingers through his hair as he sobs in your neck. After a while, he falls into a deep slumber as you try and remove yourself from him so he can sleep but he pulls you back into his arms.

"Cuddles please?" He asks you as he lifts his head up to look at you.

"Whenever you like my love, and then some," you say as you and him walk upstairs and get into the bed as he pulls you into his side.

"I love you, my queen," he tells you as he pulls you to lay on top of him.

"I love you more Raven," you tell him as you kiss him.

Before you know it you and Loki have fallen asleep leaving the little lion to avenge his father by himself.

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