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storiesofwildfire · 5 years
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That’s the Tea
{ @forsakenmyths -- continued from (x) }
Leiella knew about Fandral. In fact, the stories of the dashing farmer amused her.  She had been the simple girl in the castle in Wonderland, who found a home playing in the dirt of the gardens.  It had been a hobby of hers that she had brought to the real world, her new home. She had worked with the soil behind the home she and Loki shared, willing it to bring life to the plants and seeds she nestled safely in it.  So, yes, she found hope in the story of Fandral – a farmer’s son whom became a great warrior.
Stories of him also made Loki blush, which was endearing to Leiella.
Loki was out on some errands that day.  Shopping for whatever Loki desired, lunch with Jor, picking up groceries, and who knew what else.  Leiella could have gone with, but she had felt like staying home that day, settling in with her sketchbook and a cup of tea.  There was also steal of one of Loki’s shirts, which was easily a dress on her. Sometimes, the hatter simply needed a day to hide away, and Loki understood that.  She told him to deliver her best to Jor, promising that she would see him soon.
She had nearly finished her sketch when there was a knock on the door.  Lei wondered for a second if she should just ignore it, but she didn’t know if Loki had ordered something, so she pulled herself up from the couch. Lei stood on her tip toes to see out of the peep hole, only to shake her head.  “It can’t be..” She muttered, opening the door. “Fandral?” The hatter questioned of the man, whom seemed as tall, if not a little taller than Loki?  They were both larger than her five-foot two frame, that was for certain.
The man introduced himself with a bright grin.  He looked just like Loki’s drawings, but those did nothing for the true color of the man’s eyes.  She invited him in, then put on a kettle for tea. “Loki is shopping and visiting with Jor.  I wish he could see his other children.” Those words brought a sigh from the hatter, and she leaned against the counter while waiting for the kettle.  Fandral sat on one of the stools at the island, where Lei usually sat while Loki cooked.
“Odin should not have taken Loki’s children.  I don’t like a lot that man does.  I refuse to call Odin a god.  He is being that thinks he knows it all, but I see the look in Loki’s eyes when he misses his kids.  Jor misses his siblings.” She gave another shake of her head, causing her long brunette hair to slide down over her shoulders.  Lei met Fandral’s eyes.  “It might be wrong of me to speak ill of someone I know is your leader…ruler…king…whatever, but I grew up in a castle.  People sitting on expensive shiny chairs are not always right.  They do not know what it is like to be down on the ground, to see the world from the level of everyone else.”  
The kettle screamed, which distracted Lei from her rant.  She turned, grabbing it and pouring it over their tea, nodding to the sugar and cream if Fandral wanted some. “Do you know what Odin did to him?  To his powers?  It’s wrong. Loki wasn’t….he didn’t do all that on his own.  Loki is good. I can’t believe, in my heart, that he would ever want to bring the harm that Thanos forced him to do.  I told Loki…I would march up to Odin myself and tell the old man the side of Loki I knew.  The one that protects…that isn’t some lying trickster.”  She gave a small smile, sipping her tea. “He loves a good laugh…but not at the expense of another’s pain. Odin….Odin seems to like the pain of others.” Her doe eyes dropped to her tea, watching the mixture settle.
“Do forgive me for this rant.  I – I’m protective of Loki, and I will defend him to anyone that will listen.  I’m…I’m a tiny human from a different realm than this one, but it won’t stop me from standing at Loki’s side.”  She took another sip of her tea, looking sheepish then, because she realized she might have overstepped some boundary with her words. “I love Loki, and Loki’s children.” Even though she had only met Jor, Lei still had a love for every one of Loki’s children.  They were apart of Loki, so it was impossible for Lei not to love them as if they were her own – to feel protective of them.  Despite never having carried a child herself.
And that was the bottom line for her – the love she and Loki shared.
♔—- Fandral hadn’t known much of what transpired on Midgard once Loki reappeared there after everyone assumed the younger prince dead. All he (and anyone, truly) understood about the events was that Loki went to Midgard with an Infinity Stones, brought some sort of alien race with him, and waged an attack on the mortals for... well, according to the stories, it was for power, that Loki had gone there to act as some sort of all-powerful God and ruler to a race of individuals that most Aesir believed were not worth their time. 
The story, however, did not make much sense to Fandral. While he did witness Loki go a little bit batty after Thor’s banishment, he’d always felt as if there was some sort of underlying issue that he knew nothing about. Loki had never been a cruel person, never one to purposefully hurt or destroy another without real justification or necessity, and watching Loki fall so quickly...
Well, Fandral did feel partially responsible for it, in all truth. Sif had persuaded the Warriors Three to commit treason, to go after Thor as Loki sat on the throne despite both Odin and Loki’s orders to leave Thor in banishment. Loki hadn’t really snapped until that moment, hadn’t actually done anything underhanded or violent until he caught sight of Thor’s friends--of people who were meant to be his friends as well--rushing off to defy him in favor of the elder Odinson.
That betrayal...
Gods, Fandral regretted that more than he could say. Loki had always been good to him, was the reason he’d come to Gladsheim in the first place. Much of his success amongst the royals and elite warriors of Asgard was thanks to the younger prince, and how did Fandral thank him? Treason. Treason because he allowed himself to be so easily persuaded into going to help Thor. In hindsight, Loki had been perfectly within his rights to send the Destroyer after them, to slaughter them all for treason. Had it been Odin, the All-father wouldn’t have hesitated to kill them for their crimes against the throne... Yet they demonized Loki for it, bastardized him, and never even stopped to think about what might have caused Loki’s distress to begin with.
Fandral knew Loki and he knew that Loki was nothing close to power-hungry. He never cared about being king, which was what made Loki’s reappearance on Midgard that much more perplexing. And it wasn’t like he could get any clear answers from Thor or Odin or anyone who might have more insight. As quickly as Loki was pulled back to Asgard, Odin banished him once again, sending him back to the very realm he’d attempted to control.
Guilt weighed heavy on the swordsman’s shoulders, but it was more than guilt that eventually led him to visit Midgard himself. He was curious, wanted answers for things that simply didn’t make up, worried for his lost prince... If nothing else, Fandral wanted to make sure that Loki was all right.
With a little help from Heimdall, Fandral was able to head in the right direction, eventually coming to a small home where an even smaller woman answered the door. She knew him immediately just from looking at him--meaning Loki must have talked about him frequently--but she was kind to him, didn’t show any signs of Loki ever telling her negative stories regarding him, so he was as bright and as bubbly as he could be as he introduced himself and followed her inside once she invited him in.
It struck Fandral as odd that Loki, a prince supposedly desperate for power, had settled down with such a small, lovely mortal in rather modest accommodations. Someone who sought power didn’t have time to sit down and fall in love with someone who didn’t have any power to offer them...
She poured him a bit of tea as she started chatting away. She made mention of Loki’s kids, and while Fandral knew of them, he hadn’t actually met any of them aside from Sleipnir. Odin forbade Loki from speaking of his children to anyone. Loki, of course, did tell a few people, those who were closest to him, those he could trust. It wasn’t a surprise that he’d gone off to visit Jörmungandr, the one who was bound to Midgard...
Though, Loki did have to wonder if the children were part of the reason Loki acted out so much in the first place? Even the details surrounding Loki’s temporary time as the King of Asgard weren’t exactly clear. Had Loki rebelled against Odin for his children? In fairness, no one would be able to blame the mischief-maker, a young mother who had been stripped of the children they brought into the world and forced to watch them mistreated by their own grandfather...
Odin truly had done so much to Loki and the worst of it was? No one seemed to care.
Except for this young woman. She rapidly went off in a fit of defense for her lover. At the very least, Loki found someone who loved him and would go to the ends of the Earth for him if she had to. Vocal and very passionate... no wonder Loki fell for her so easily. 
“It’s all right,” Fandral assured her. “Odin has... done quite a bit of damage to Loki, that much I know to be true. Especially when it comes to Loki’s children. I shouldn’t even know about them if Odin had his way. Loki never would have been allowed to tell me anything about them. I am not...” As foolish as it sounded, Fandral was actually afraid to admit that he wasn’t fond of Odin, that he wasn’t exactly loyal to the All-father. To Asgard itself? Absolutely, but to the man on the throne?
“If I said what I wanted to about Odin, I could be held accountable for treason,” he finally decided on saying. 
Fandral frowned and reached for the cream and sugar, dropping a bit of each into the tea that Lei poured for him with a soft thanks. “It’s honestly lovely to see that Loki’s found someone who loves him so much, who is so intent on protecting him no matter what. That wasn’t exactly what I expected to find when I came here, but it is such a lovely surprise. I--” 
He quieted himself for a moment as she asked him if he knew what Odin did to Loki’s magic and then she made the mention of Thanos. Who was that? 
“I assumed Odin stripped Loki of his power, as he did to Thor when Thor was banished to Midgard,” Fandral murmured. “Has he done something beyond that? And forgive me, but who is Thanos? Someone involved in why Loki showed up here in the first place? I--I must be honest, what happened to Loki and the circumstances leading up to his reappearance here on Midgard are something of a mystery. Everyone keeps saying that Loki’s a monster, that he couldn’t get what he wanted on Asgard, so he tried to take it on Midgard instead, but that is... not the person I know. That is not the person I have always known. Loki may be a bit of a prankster and Loki may get into a fair amount of trouble from time to time, but I have always known him to be kind, loving, and generous, and everything I’ve been told and have seen is not lying up with who I know Loki to be. It’s why I came, truth be told, because I wanted to see that Loki was at least doing all right, but I wanted... to understand.”
Perhaps asking Lei without Loki present was improper on his part, but these were the answers he’d been looking for.
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storiesofwildfire · 5 years
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I’m Blue
          { @forsakenmyths -- plotted starter for Lei }
♔—- Months had slowly drawn out since Loki’s banishment. Hel, sometimes he lost track of time to the point that he wasn’t entirely sure how long had passed, but it had definitely been more than a year. A solid year of unending torment, of pain that ever so slowly built up over time and left him to find the worst ways to cope with said pain. He turned to some of the most barbaric methods of releasing the pressure that Odin’s curse caused to build up within his own body and, truly, he was mortified by his own actions.
Lei, though, had been a blessing since the moment he met her. After everything, he’d been through on Asgard, with Thanos, and then the defeat he suffered on Midgard (the war he purposefully lost) that eventually led him right back to the man who had made so much of his life a living Hel...
Lei’s strength to show him kindness when he deserved none had been a saving grace, truly, and while Loki wouldn’t fall back on a cliche of saying that she somehow saved him from himself or pulled him out of the darkness or any of that other romance novel trope shit where a goodnatured woman saves a broken and battered soul from becoming the monster he believes himself to be, he would at least admit that she had a vastly positive influence on his life.
She helped with the pain, she offered distractions and ways to alleviate the pent up stress, and she acted as a support system that remained absent from Loki’s life for so many years. Was it any real wonder that he’d fallen in love with her? Was it any real wonder that he wanted to spend the rest of his life with her if possible?
But no matter what Lei did for him, neither of them could deny the truth. Something needed to give because sooner or later, Odin’s curse would render Loki so useless, getting out of bed would prove to be impossible. Some days were worse than others, but his symptoms never got better for any extended period of time. One good day often equaled a horrible day the next. Two good days? Three good days? A week? Eventually meant he suffered greatly for them and it was unbearable for him, but it was also unbearable for his lover to watch.
Until a fleck of relief sprouted, a small hole poking itself into Odin’s defenses. Loki didn’t know what could have caused it. A drop in health, perhaps, falling into Odinsleep, someone figuring out how to siphon power from the All-father... Not being on Asgard meant Loki didn’t have many ways to find out, not unless he got in contact with someone he was still on relatively good terms with, but he felt it deep within his veins, the give of Odin’s hold on him.
For days, it weakened, and Loki’s magic seeped out, desperately attempting to push itself back into the normal flow of endless moving through and around him. The weaker Odin grew, the easier it was to push back and once Loki proved to himself that he could actually harness the seidr without harming himself in the process, he pushed Odin’s stolen power away, trying to break the lasting restraints so he could finally be free of the tyrant’s grasp.
Odin must have felt Loki’s pull, his attempt to regain control over himself because just the younger God neared severing their connection for good, foreign and ancient power stolen from many sources seized Loki, gripping him so tightly that not only did it stop his own spells, but it canceled out everything that impacted Loki’s physical and magical nature, including the shape-shifted form that kept him looking Aesir or, more importantly, human.
Given he lived on a realm that didn’t take kindly to creatures that didn’t look like them, running around as a Jotun would definitely prove to be troublesome, but his mindset couldn’t even get that far. That would have been a logical problem to focus on...
But this was the first time Loki had been forced back into the Jotun visage that had been hidden for over one thousand years since that trip to Jotunheim with Thor and the warriors. He’d never even been forced into a full-body shift before, only showing signs of the heritage by cobalt flesh stretching across normally pale features and crimson eyes. He did not deal with the foreign weight of horns curling from his head, nor any of the more intimate changes that took place beneath the veil of proper clothing--not that it would have been all that foreign to a shape-shifter who preferred neither a fully male or fully female form, but still.
Gods, Loki had never even taken the time to properly exam what the Jotun appearance looked like before and now, in the wake of Odin desperately attempting to clamp his chains tightly around the mischief-maker, Loki was stuck staring at a reflection that looked completely alien. Fortunately, he’d been home alone, as he’d asked Lei to pick him up a few things from various shops. The sound of shock and horror that fell pathetically from blue lips hadn’t been heard by any other ears as he reached up to touch the very real horns that protruded from his head.
Was this the reason his helmet had been designed in such a way, the God couldn’t help but wonder?
“No...” he whispered. “No, no, no!”
Several minutes ticked by, wide crimson eyes refusing to snap away from the mirror regardless of how much Loki wanted to look away. An attempt to shift back to the visage most associated with Loki proved fruitless and Loki kept waiting for the change to spark... When nothing happened in the course of ten minutes, he finally dropped his gaze to his own arm--the very same arm he’d seen shift when that Jotun grabbed him in hopes of freezing him. His opposite hand fell from the horn to his forearm and he tried, again, to spark a change, to shift back to that Aesir form that allowed him to pretend this wasn’t real.
Nothing changed.
And then he heard the lock to the front door turn and the door swung open...
“Shit...”
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storiesofwildfire · 5 years
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new personal ship tag drop
loki x bruce x hulk - ( ship ; rationalunreason ) you are the beginning and the end of every chapter loki x heimdall - ( ship ; vanirbound ) you have been here since the beginning and you are the first to truly see me loki x heimdall x fandral - ( ship ; vanirbound ) they say we are what we are but we don’t have to be heimdall x fandral - ( ship ; vanirbound ) let’s be alone together we can stay young forever loki x winter - ( ship ; notcompliant ) i keep running away from you but i can’t stand breaking the chase loki x jekyll x hyde - ( ship ; likesbeingbad ) in this kaleidoscope of chaos we sink or we swim together loki x steve - ( ship ; weightofmyshield ) you’ve infected my veins with a burning love i can’t cure loki x eris - ( ship ; dominionovershadows ) together we are a completed suit of armor sigurd x eris - ( ship ; dominionovershadows ) an unsuspecting spy and the woman who ran off with his heart loki x sebastian - ( ship ; dominionovershadows ) you can be my jailer loki x wynter - ( ship ; lxvingdeadgxrl ) and if i seem dangerous would you be scared? loki x lei - ( ship ; forsakenmyths ) a box of cats ; crazy yet irresistible loki x torin - ( ship ; forsakenmyths ) a love more deserving than most loki x fandral - ( ship ; fandralxthexstabulous ) so baby pull me closer we ain’t ever getting older loki x johnny - ( ship ; ofcharredbones ) a dream amongst the sharks ; beautiful yet dangerous loki x set - ( ship ; dcmncticivs ) i’ll do whatever it takes cause i love the adrenaline in my veins loki x xiomara - ( ship ; bornofbloodandwater ) i don’t wanna hide any part of me from you loki x zelda - ( ship ; lameshsorsye ) i don’t know where you’re going but do you have room for one more lonely soul? loki x lara - ( ship ; raidstombs ) we’ll see more without a map
more to come as needed!!
#( ship ; rationalunreason ) you are the beginning and the end of every chapter#( ship ; vanirbound ) you have been here since the beginning and you are the first to truly see me#( ship ; vanirbound ) they say we are what we are but we don’t have to be#( ship ; vanirbound ) let’s be alone together we can stay young forever#( ship ; notcompliant ) i keep running away from you but i can’t stand breaking the chase#( ship ; likesbeingbad ) in this kaleidoscope of chaos we sink or we swim together#( ship ; weightofmyshield ) you’ve infected my veins with a burning love i can’t cure#( ship ; dominionovershadows ) together we are a completed suit of armor#( ship ; dominionovershadows ) an unsuspecting spy and the woman who ran off with his heart#( ship ; dominionovershadows ) you can be my jailer#( ship ; lxvingdeadgxrl ) and if i seem dangerous would you be scared?#( ship ; forsakenmyths ) a box of cats ; crazy yet irresistible#( ship ; forsakenmyths ) a love more deserving than most#( ship ; fandralxthexstabulous ) so baby pull me closer we ain’t ever getting older#( ship ; ofcharredbones ) a dream amongst the sharks ; beautiful yet dangerous#( ship ; dcmncticivs ) i’ll do whatever it takes cause i love the adrenaline in my veins#( ship ; bornofbloodandwater ) i don’t wanna hide any part of me from you#( ship ; lameshsorsye ) i don’t know where you’re going but do you have room for one more lonely soul?#( ship ; raidstombs ) we’ll see more without a map#tag drop
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storiesofwildfire · 5 years
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“Please don’t die.” (Lei)
{ @forsakenmyths } || send “Please don’t die.” to find my muse bleeding profusely or send “I feel lightheaded” for the reverse – status; accepting
♔—- She was pretty sure she wouldn’t die. The injury shouldn’t have been enough to kill her, as she had suffered so much worse in her years, but God’s, she certainly felt like she might be. The lightheadedness that greeted her was the worst she’d felt in years and keeping her eyes open proved to be a difficult venture. 
Perhaps she’d been hit harder than she first realized? The blow had been powerful, of course, but the pain? She hadn’t really felt anything, numbed by the pure brutality of taking a blunt weapon to the back of the head and thrown a sizeable distance. The jerking of her neck and body seemed far worse than the actual blow, but blood seeped down her neck, staining her top as it freely trickled down her back.
Her breathing picked up too, uneven and desperate for oxygen, though she didn’t actually panic. No fear trickled into her system, no real consensus that she might be dying. In truth, she only wished to sleep, but sleeping with such a serious head injury was the last thing anyone needed to be doing, even a Goddess.
At least she managed to slaughter her attacker before they could do anything worse–like actually kill her, or worse, go after Lei while she’d been crippled. For someone with such a powerful swing and such determination to end her life, he’d been remarkably easy to kill. A conjured dagger to the heart, once he got close enough, was all it took to take him down. How typical.
“Lei–darling, shh,” she whispered quietly, both of her bloodied hands reaching up to take Lei’s. The girl desperately tried to stop the bleeding with a sweater she’d been wearing, forever ruined by the elder woman’s blood, but Loki’s fingers wrapped around Lei’s wrists with enough pressure to silently tell her she was still there. Weakened? Sure, but down and out? Absolutely not.
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“I need you to call Asmund. Remember the enchanted mirror I showed you?” Her speech patterns sounded normal, she just spoke at a slower pace. Whether that was intentional or not was difficult to determine, but she didn’t bother trying to correct it. “That allowed me to speak with some friends back home? Speak Asmund’s name into it and it will contact him. Tell him what’s happened. Heimdall will send him down if Heimdall isn’t already sending someone to help.”
It was true, Loki could willingly hide from the Watcher’s sight. As far as she knew, she was the only person in all of Yggdrasil that could, but it took complex and powerful magic to accomplish and Loki didn’t have that in her at the moment. Besides, what would be the point of hiding from Heimdall when he was one of the few who could help her in a quick pinch.
“I am going to be all right, I just need a bit of assistance healing. Please. If you can get ahold of Asmund, it will only take a few minutes for him to get here. He can help. He…”
Her words came slower and slower and her eyelids drooped heavily, threatening the oncoming of unconsciousness. Even a Goddess couldn’t deal with the type of blood loss she now experienced and her head throbbed angrily, spinning in a way that actually made her nauseated. She had no choice but to close her eyes if only to keep the world from rolling off-kilter. 
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storiesofwildfire · 6 years
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👌 (Lei)
{ @corruptedandforsaken  } || send me 👌 if your muse would bang mine – status; accepting
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♔—- “Is that right?” Loki asked with a small smirk as she came up behind her significantly shorter girlfriend and wrapped her arms around her from behind. “Should I take this as a request, then?”
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storiesofwildfire · 7 years
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📖 for what my muse would write about yours in their diary. (Lei)
{ @corruptedandforsaken } || send me a symbol to see what my muse would say about yours – status; accepting
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     It’s been an awfully long time since I’ve felt the urge to pick up a pencil again. I remember spending hours upon hours drawing in my sketchbooks or painting a massive canvas in one corner of my room. I remember making an absolute mess while I created whatever it was that had inspired me. I spent so much time with my art, but over the course of the last several years… I lost my muse along the way.
     I suppose I can’t really be blamed for that, can I? After finding out I was adopted, falling from Asgard after my mishap as acting king, then endless void of time spent with Thanos, the invasion of New York, and all that time I spent in Asgard’s dungeon? Gods, it’s hard to believe that a decade hasn’t even passed yet, though I suppose, for me, that might not be true. I still have no idea how long I was trapped with the Mad Titan, but it felt like an eternity. Somewhere in the midst of all that, I lost my will to create. Strange, really, that it took this long for my drive to die down. The last stretch of my life has been extremely trying, I’ll admit, but my life has never been easy or joyous.
     But lately, I want to draw again. I have been drawing from time to time and if I’m not actively working on something, I am constantly engrossed in what Lei’s working on. My inspiration has finally returned to me and it is absolutely because of her. She’s become my rock, my source of happiness, my inspiration. She’s filled me with such life and I can only hope that I offer even a sliver of that back to her. After everything I’ve endured, I never thought I would be able to love again so freely, but with Lei, it’s natural. It’s like I can’t help but love her.
     She’s given me so much love and support and unending understanding, but most of all, she’s given me the gift of creation. How can I ever repay her for that?
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storiesofwildfire · 7 years
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The hatter smiled at Loki. "If anyone could make me love red again, it's you in that dress. You look beautiful. Thor could only hope to look at beautiful." (We had too LOL)
          { @corruptedandforsaken }
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♔—- “Aww, well thank you. I’ll admit, I’m not very fond of red either, for reasons you’ve already mentioned.” As Loki wore green almost always, Thor claimed red as his color. The association made Loki disapprove of the color quite a great deal. Not to mention, red was just the color of many unpleasantries, such as blood, war, and rage. But mostly, it was the reminder of her elder brother that made her dislike the color. “I’m almost angry that it looks so good on me, but it does look lovely, doesn’t it?”
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storiesofwildfire · 7 years
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👗 (Lei)
{ @corruptedones } || send me a “👗” and my muse will dress yours – status; accepting
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storiesofwildfire · 7 years
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🙌 (Lei)
{ @corruptedones  } || send a 🙌 and I’ll introduce you to an NPC related to my muse – status; accepting
♔—- Loki already introduced Lei to Jörmungandr and, for the time being, that would probably be the only one of his children that he could introduce her to. Sleipnir would have a hard time leaving Asgard, especially on his own, and Hel had an entire realm to run. She rarely left the safety of Helheim, as she took her position there very seriously. Fenrir… Well, his fate was a bit sadder. He was still held in chains in some isolated location that Loki could never find.
     And without his magic and being trapped on Midgard, it made finding the wolf that much more difficult. 
     His friends from Asgard, however, were free to travel between realms as much as they wanted and he could introduce Lei to all of them so long as they were willing to come visit him. They all were, of course, when they’re schedules allowed for it. This particular visit happened to be Fródi, Loki’s oldest friend and his manservant by choice. When Loki became old enough to require a personal servant, Fródi was first in line to volunteer. Both of his parents were servants in the palace, meaning he was fit for nothing else, and he didn’t believe that anyone else had the abilities required to care for Loki like her could.
     Fródi knocked on the door to Loki’s apartment and the moment Loki opened the door, they embraced one another. 
     “It’s been a long time, stranger,” Fródi muttered with a soft laugh, to which Loki also chuckled. 
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     “Far too long for my liking, my friend,” the mischief-maker admitted. “Please, come in. I want you to meet Lei.”
     “Your girlfriend?” the manservant questioned as he followed Loki into the apartment, making sure to close the door behind him.
     Nodding, Loki called out, “Lei? Darling, we’ve got company! And I’d like for you to meet him!” 
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storiesofwildfire · 6 years
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❝ So many stars at night but here there’s so much light I see them less now. ❞ (Lei)
{ @truaillithe } || mean girls starters – status; accepting
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♔—- “Yeah… Midgard has a way of doing that in places that have a massive population. The more people, the bigger the city. The bigger the city, the more lights there are. The brighter the lights, the more impossible it is to see the night sky in all of its glory. Asgard never really had that problem. It was one of my favorite things about the realm. Looking up at night kind of made you feel like… Like you were drifting on a sea of stars and you could go anywhere.” 
     She wished she could show Lei all of that. Maybe one day, she’d be able to take her to Asgard and show her how beautiful it was. Personal feelings aside, Loki would never deny that the place was absolutely gorgeous. If nothing else, the scenery was enough to wow just about anyone. 
     “Maybe we should take a trip out of the city?” she offered. “A little vacation or something? We could rent a cabin on a lake somewhere. Swim. Cook over an open fire. Spend the nights making love under the stars because no one’s around to tell us that we can’t? That sounds lovely, doesn’t it?”
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