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andreafmn · 6 months
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Kinktober ⛓️ Day 5
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Word Count: 3.5K Paring:  Loki Laufeyson x Fem!Reader Prompt @kinktober2023: Collaring WARNINGS: SMUT 18+ (minors DNI),  oral sex (female receiving), vaginal fingering, p-in-v sex, first time, mentioned cheating, referenced death
Summary: There weren't many things that Loki could call his. Most of what he had had been a consolation prize or simply a result of Odin's manipulation. Except (Y/N). She belonged only to him.
A/N: I know I didn't post day 4 but that's because I haven't finished it and I'm having a lot of trouble finishing it. I also know I posted this one after day 5 (at least where I'm at) but it's posted, and I said there were days I'd be late. Anywho, enjoy! 😈😈
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There weren’t many things Loki could say that were just his. His parents weren’t his, the kingdom wasn’t his, not even his childhood had been his. Everything he had came from the manipulation of Odin or a discard from Thor. Even his precious powers had been practiced in an attempt to level the playing field with his brother in a battle that was never his to win.
Except (Y/N). 
The Vanaheim princess had resided in the Royal Palace of Valaskjalf from a very young age. Her betrothal to the blond prince an agreement that had been decided before they had been born. Internal royal affairs were not the business of the children, and the decisions were taken without their consent. But being princes and princesses, they knew there were things they had no say in. It was for the good of their kingdoms, and that was that.
But no one had expected that the girl’s heart would align with the heart of the adopted Jotunheim prince. Regardless of her inevitable marriage to his brother, (Y/N) couldn’t help her inclination toward the raven-haired Frost Giant. His mischievous nature and sly tongue won her over swiftly, first as friends and, as they grew, as something a bit more. 
Yet, neither of them could act upon their feelings. Not while her marriage to Thor was in effect. All they could do was long for each other through lingering stares and hushed conversations. And for the longest time, that’s what they believed the rest of their lives would be like. Her love was something else that would never be Loki’s. 
The morning of Thor’s coronation had been the announcement of their wedding. Although everyone in the land already knew of the betrothal, the royal declaration of the union cemented a marriage that would never be broken. Not that Loki would ever allow that to happen. 
The man had made sure that Thor could not be crowned, and he could not be there to marry (Y/N). By forcing his brother to restart a war with Jotunheim, he could get him exiled and break his engagement with her. What he had not expected was Odin declaring that the betrothal still stood even after his son’s exile. That once Thor was worthy to lead Asgard, then he could come back, and he would get married to (Y/N).
The girl was sent back home to reside in Vanheim until Thor returned. All communication between her and Loki was severed for years by order of Odin. Even when he was in Odinsleep and Loki was crowned, he had no way to speak with her. And it made anger and resentment fester inside him. Growing and overtaking him as the days passed. 
For years, (Y/N) heard nothing of Loki –not that her parents would have ever allowed her to know anything of him. They had known of their daughter’s affinity for the mischievous prince and did not agree with their closeness. As Loki continued to dig his claws into Asagard and later on in Midgard, they vowed to protect their princess from falling into his control. And, at least that way, they could protect their daughter’s perception of the man she seemingly loved.
Until the Marauders attacked their home. In an effort to keep their daughter safe, (Y/N) was sent back to Asgard to be protected in Valaskjalf. And just like the rest of her life, all she could do was agree and follow orders. She left her home once more and was sent to be guarded by the Asgardian palace. 
One thing both Vanheim and Asgard did consistently was shield (Y/N) from the real dangers that lurked. She had been protected all the way through the battle, unbeknownst to her that Loki was closer than she knew. Even her own fiancée was there. Still, she did not see or hear about either brother.
That was until an Einherjar guard arrived to announce there was a body found on the battlefield of Svartalfheim, and Odin thought it to be Loki. At that moment, with a softened heart and the knowledge that Thor had met another woman, the king decided to absolve (Y/N)’s engagement and allowed her to mourn the son he knew she truly loved.
Had (Y/N) not noted the playful glint she knew too well in the guard’s eyes, she would have broken down in the throne room that very moment. Instead, she thanked Odin for his kindness and refuge, and excused herself from his presence. 
“So, the prince is truly dead?” (Y/N) asked the guard who had made the announcement right outside the throne room. “Loki is gone, and Thor is back at Midgard?” 
“Yes, princess,” the guard responded after clearing his throat. “The prince is dead. Mortally wounded at the battlefield, protecting his brother. And the future king has gone back to Midgard to finish the battle with his companion Jane Foster.” 
“Where you there, guard? You seem to know many details of what transpired.”                        
“I was, princess.” 
“Then, did you lie to Odin, or are you lying to me?” she said accusingly, trapping him between the wall and her body. “Because inside the throne room, you said that you had been sent to survey the battlefield after the fact, not that you were there. So, I am asking you again. Who were you lying to?” 
“I wasn’t lying, pet,” he said. “I was there, but I inspected the field afterward as well.” 
“Funny you use that name,” she grinned, staring deeply into blue eyes that were far too familiar. “Because in my entire life, only Loki ever called me that. And I know I have never met you before in my life.”   
The guard’s face was stricken with surprise one second and a knowing smile the next as his eyes softened upon her. “I’ve never been able to hide anything from you,” he chuckled, placing a finger under her chin. “You simply know me too well, pet.” 
“Loki,” she breathed, a weight lifting from her shoulders. She placed a hand on the face that did not belong to him, imagining his own under. “Oh, darling, it’s been too long.” 
“Too long indeed,” he smiled. “And for the first time, we are both free to do as we please.” 
He leaned in, wanting to taste her lips and finally determine if it was everything he had ever imagined. But (Y/N) stopped him, placing a hand on his chest. “Not like this,” she said. “Not when you’re someone else.” 
Loki could only grin and take (Y/N) by the hand, running toward the chambers that had been hers since she was a child. The room was fit for a future queen. A four-poster bed was adorned with white linens and vivid green vines laced with white flowers right in front of a massive fireplace that was already crackling fire. Her windows overlooked a small interior garden that younger versions of themselves would spend hours upon hours strolling even if they went nowhere. 
“I want to see you, Loki,” she whispered when finally in the privacy of her bedroom. Right before her, and without another second to spare, the Einreghard guard transformed into the only man she had ever loved. His black hair had grown longer than the last time she had seen him, falling in soft messy curls that she had not seen in a long time. “There you are. It feels like an eternity has passed.” 
“It’s been far longer than I ever thought would have passed,” he sighed sadly. “I don’t ever want to go a second without seeing your beautiful face ever again.” 
“You never will,” she promised. “For as long as I live, I belong to you now. And no other king will ever tell me otherwise. Not my father and most certainly not yours.” 
Loki remained quiet for a second, looking into her eyes for any sign of deceit. But once he found none, he felt relief taking over his body. “Do you mean that?” he asked. “Will you belong to me from now on?” 
“Truly,” she answered. “And completely. I am yours.” 
“You’re all mine,” he grinned. His hands cradled her cheeks before placing a passionate kiss upon her lips, melting into the touch they had both longed for. “I don’t think you can imagine how long I’ve wanted to do this, pet.” 
“I have an idea,” (Y/N) chuckled. “But even if it took this long, I am grateful that you are here before me so I can tell you again and again that I am all yours. I just wish there was a way I could show you.” 
Suddenly, the mischievous grin she had grown to love stretched across his face, tugging at his lips. “Well, darling, it’s funny you should say that,” he said as he outstretched his hands and something materialized on them. “I have a way that you could.” 
“Is that…?” 
“It is,” he sighed. “This is the collar and chains that kept me prisoner for a year. Captured in my own home, without any hope of escape. What I hold in my hands is a sign of the second worst time in my life.” 
“Second worst?” 
“The first was losing you, pet,” he confessed. “But you are here now, darling, and I am free. And I intended to replace those memories with new ones. Better ones. Starting tonight.” 
“You want me to wear that,” she confirmed, though it should have been a question. “Put it on me.” 
“You’re eager, pet,” Loki chuckled. “I haven’t even asked you to.” 
“I know you, Loki,” she purred as she kneeled before him. “I know what you want from me, and I am giving it all to you.” 
Loki took the golden collar and wrapped it around her neck, doing his best to bury the twitch that was trying to take him over as he remembered himself wearing it and what it represented. But he wanted to take control of those memories and create new ones. Memories that he could look back on and smile rather than shatter. 
(Y/N) stared into his eyes as his hands worked to close the collar around her, all the love she felt for him radiating from the orbs. She wanted him to know that he would never go through life alone, never again. She was his, and she had meant it. 
“Beautiful,” he smiled devilishly, pulling at the chain that hung from the collar and lifting her head to crash his lips onto her again. “And mine. Darling, you’re all mine.” 
“For the rest of time, love.” 
“Good, pet. We’re gonna have some fun tonight.” He pulled her up to her feet, twisting the chain in his hand to shorten the distance. And (Y/N) obediently obliged to his every tug. “Disrobe, darling. I want to see you.” 
She unlaced the corset of her dress before sleeping the sleeves of her tunic from her shoulders and, with one move, allowed the fabric to pool at her feet. In the light of the moon, her body was exposed to Loki for the first time, in the very room they had once confessed they felt something for each other they could not word. Their journeys had finally come full circle. 
“How are you this beautiful?” Loki growled. “And to think you would have been wasted on a brute like my brother.” 
“I may have married him, but I wouldn’t have warmed his bed, darling.” 
“You would have betrayed your king, pet?” 
“I would have betrayed a prince and given him dark-haired babies while the real King ruled.”
“And who would have been King, then?”
 “You, my King. The rightful heir of the throne.”
“You truly know what to say, pet,” he chuckled. “It’s almost like magic.” 
“It is merely the truth.” 
Loki kissed her once more, roughly and passionately, molding his tongue to hers, exploring every corner of her mouth like it belonged to him. Because it did. Every curve and line of her body belonged to him. She had told him so, and the collar around her neck confirmed it. 
The kiss quickly turned feverish and hungry as hands explored each other, ones touching skin and the others undressing layers of clothes. The only thing either wanted was to stake their claim to each other’s body as quickly as possible. They had lost too much time already, and the was no way they could lose a second more. 
“Get on the bed,” Loki instructed breathlessly. He removed his open coat and every layer after as he stared at her every move. She walked backward to the bed, the long chain dragging on the ground. It was a sight to behold, and he would make sure to commit it to memory. “You are ravishing, pet. I could stare at you all night.” 
“You better do more than just stare, love,” she chuckled. “I’m all wet and needy, and your eyes won’t do much.” 
“Such lewd things from the mouth of a future queen,” Loki teased. “I don’t believe Odin would have ever let you sit on the throne if he knew this was the way you spoke.”
“Well, it won’t be his decision that matters,” she grinned, beckoning him closer with just her eyes. “It will soon be yours, my King.” 
“My queen,” he hummed. “My beautiful, beautiful queen.” 
“Make me yours, Loki,” she purred. “Take me.” 
“Patience, pet. I want this night to last.” 
“We have forever to make it last,” she whined. “I want you now.”
“So needy,” he chuckled, towering over her body. He leveled himself with one arm, using the other to sink two fingers into her wetness. She gasped at the intrusion, gripping at the arms that had entered her. “So, so very needy, pet.”
“Oh, Loki,” she moaned. His fingers worked her slowly at first, exploring her walls for the first time and mapping the body that belonged to him. But he quickly learned what had her squirming under him, what made her sing like a canary in the morning. “Oh, darling, that feels so good.” 
“You haven’t felt anything yet,” the man grinned. 
Loki was calculated and precise in his every move. As his fingers pistoned inside her, his mouth savored her skin, traveling from her lips to her jaw, from her collarbones to her breast, making sure he found every spot that made her arch her back or moan out loud. He learned what made her skin flush and made her chest heave. He memorized every reaction and flutter of her insides. He would learn everything that made her melt and set fire to her body as much as he could. 
His head traveled lower on her body still, joining his fingers at the heat between her legs, closing his mouth over the small bundle of nerves that had her yelling his name into the night. One of (Y/N)’s hands jumped forward, snaking into the locks of raven hair, gripping as he attacked her with mouth and hands.
“Darling, please,” she cried out. “I’m already close.” 
“Good,” he chuckled against her, sending shivers across her body. “I want you to come, pet. Come all over my face.” 
It didn’t take long for her to do just that, coming undone on his fingers and his mouth. (Y/N) was sure that even just the sight of him could’ve had her bursting that night. He had filled her fantasies for far too long. Having him there, in corporeal form, was fulfillment enough. 
Licking his lips and donning a sly grin, Loki kissed her lips once more, allowing her to taste herself in his tongue. They moaned into each other’s mouth, succumbed with more pleasure than they knew what to do with  
Using his lack of focus, (Y/N) changed their positions, rolling them until she was straddling his lap, her chain grazing the skin of his chest. One of her hands rested against his chest as the other grasped his cock, aligning it with her entrance. She let her wetness coat his skin, pumping his shaft… one… two… three times. 
“Go on, pet,” he groaned, groping her hips tightly. “Make me yours as well.”      
With another pump, (Y/N) sank down on his cock, taking in a deep breath as his length stretched her more than his fingers did. She threw her head back in pleasure, remaining stagnant as she allowed her body to get used to him. He made her feel full… well, that wasn’t the right word. No. He made her feel complete. 
“Darling, I need you to move,” he groaned. “It can’t end like this.” 
“Just a second,” she responded out of breath. “You’re too big, darling. I need a second.” 
And a second was all it took before (Y/N) was moving up and down his cock, squeezing around his shaft as she searched for a shared finish. She braced herself with his chest, bouncing on his lap as she set the right pace. It wasn’t until a guttural moan left Loki’s mouth that she knew she had found it. 
The rhythm was quick and relentless, filling the quiet night with the sounds of slapping skin, melodious moans, and the soft rattling of her hain. It was the sound of wanton need, a deep-rooted desire that had not been acted upon for years and years. It was a dream –a fantasy–neither had believed would have ever been fulfilled. Not the way their lives were headed.
But they had taken control of their lives now. Loki had fought for that right and had gifted it to her. She belonged to no one but him, and he did as well. 
Loki met her hips in tandem, gripping her skin tightly with one hand to keep her steady. The other snaked around the golden chain, pulling her torso toward him and crashing her lips onto his. He swallowed every moan and coaxed out ever more as his tongue continued its exploration. If that had been his last night of life, he would’ve had every single one of his prayers answered. 
“You’re so perfect, pet,” Loki moaned in a strangled voice. “You’re absolutely perfect.”              
“And all yours,” she smiled, her lips red and swollen. “All yours, Loki.” 
“Say it again.” 
“I‘m all yours,” she moaned. “Today. Tomorrow. And for the rest of our lives, I belong to you, my King.” 
At the name, Loki’s hips moved faster, pummeling into her at a speed that surprised both of them. He was hungry, and he knew exactly what he needed to satiate himself. 
(Y/N) met his every move, snaking a hand between them to circle her clit, bringing her that much closer to her finish. 
“You’re getting close, aren’t you, pet?” 
“Yes, darling,” she breathed, her eyes pressing shut. “I’m right there already.” 
“Then come, my love,” he whispered. “I am right behind you.” 
With a gleeful shriek, (Y/N) pressed her clit hard and allowed herself to orgasm around him, her walls fluttering tightly around his cock. As she rode out her orgasm, with Loki’s pace still unrelenting, her new goal was to get him to burst. She wanted to feel him painting her insides with his release and mix it with her own. That would be the final part of their claim, they would belong to one another for eternity. 
A couple of seconds later, that was what happened. With three slow and sharp thrusts, Loki burst inside her, filling her with everything he had kept to himself for years. He whispered how much he loved her, how he had yearned for her every day since he had known her. He expressed everything he had been forced to swallow down and pretend didn’t exist, all for the sake of the kingdoms. And, better yet, she said it all back. 
At some point in the night, they had collapsed in her bed, limbs tangled in limbs and promises of love and eternity twisting in the air. And, in the morning, they had awoken in each other’s warm embrace, letting out a sigh of relief that the night before had been real and not another one of their painful dreams. 
They each dressed after basking in the sun that streamed through the windows for hours, talking about nothing and everything. (Y/N) stood before her mirror, admiring the gold collar that drowned her neck and what it meant that she was still wearing it. 
In her gazing, she did not notice Loki walking closer until he was pressed behind her, admiring the same accessory she had been. “I think this might be too big for you to carry around,” he chuckled softly. “But I can’t help but love the way it looks on you. This is what these things should be used for. Nothing else.” 
“I don’t ever want to take it off, then.” 
“Maybe there’s something I could do,” Loki smiled. With a quick move of his hands, the bulky and heavy collar transformed into a thin golden choker with an emerald green L in the center. “There. This way, everyone will know who you belong to.” 
“I pity the man who doesn’t know that I belong to the King,” she grinned. “Now, let’s go get you your kingdom, your Highness.”
"I love the way you think, pet."    
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fornasedensgudar · 2 months
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Höner/Hönir/Hœnir/Honir or how ever you spell it, is a mysterius god indeed.
Asir god of the kults rites and festive times, god of birds and most of them the stork. Hes Life giver and he who walks on the muddy lands between.
Hes rather passive and full of a mysterius nature. Hes described as tall, with long legs. Fitting sense hes also called "the fast asir". All tho hes said to be also build rather big but still handsome. All tho by some called the most timid and easy scared of the gods. Rarely chosing the sword. Maybe thats for his favor sense he is fated to survive Ragnarök.
Hes name may be related to the the old german hehōniaz and the old Greek cognate κύκνος 'swan' and Sanskrit शकुन (śakuna) 'bird of omen', this support that Hœnir was connected with the stork. This is strengthen with his epithets "langifótr" (Long-legs) and "aurkonungr" (mud-king).
Hönir, One of the first, one of the old gods. He who some say walked the beach ones and gave reason, energi and viability to humans.
Hes a wanderer who went on manny adventures with Odin and Loki in the early days of the world, before asgards great walls was built.
In Loka Táttur, Odin him and Loki try to save a young lad from a giant, Odin turn the boy in to a grain but fails, then Hönir summons great swans and turn the boy in to a feather on the swans head, but failes to hide him, leaving it to Loki to save him, but thats a story for a nother time.
After the asir and vanir war, he and Mimir was seent to Vanaheim as a prisoner of war, ambassador and king. All tho when the Vanir noticed hes wisdom was laking and indecisive when ever Mimir was not with him they killed Mimir and cut of his head, that Odin later brought back to life. What happend to Hönir after that is unknown, perhaps he stayed in Vanaheim, or returned to Asagard or perhaps he went back to wondering the muddy beaches again.
Who knows, but as the birds return for spring, i cant help but to think about this great god of mysterys.
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lareinenoir · 4 years
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∆ His Wife ∆
Loki × Siygn (POC/WOC)
Disclaimer; I own none of the pictures shown. All the credit goes to the amazing artist(s) who took time out of their day to create these very remarkable works of art.
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"I think we should start a family soon.” 
Warning> Swearing
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"Mmm" he moaned against her skin as his hands pulled her body towards his. She was standing in the mirror as his nose rubbed softly against her neck as she leaned over a bit, laughing.
"Loki, can't I undress in peace." She asked with a smirk, feeling his hand reach for her corset ready to untie it.
"Not if you want a good fuck." He mutters, untying the little ribbons and Siygn giggled as she turned to face him, his eyes opening as he cocked his head to the side. "I was in the middle-"
"We have to talk, beloved." She spoke stroking his cheek as Loki laid his head in her hand, giving her palm a little kiss.
"Later, I really want to just admire your body." He tells her as she leaned her head back and laughed, his lips going instantly to it, kissing it lightly as Siygn leaned against it.
"Loki stop..." She laughed as he sat her body on the vanity. He let out a sigh and placed his forehead against hers, as her legs stayed wrapped around his torso. "it's serious."
His face changed a bit as he scratched his brows together and looked at the concern on her face. "What troubles you?"
"Well for starters," she began, brushing back some of his locks of hair from his face. "I think it's time we...I don't know I just..." Siygn had been practicing in the mirror about how this conversation would go.
"Has someone hurt you?" He jumped then began to study her face. "Called you out of your name? Tell me at once!" He began to ramble "I'll have them flogged."
"No, nothing of that matter." She giggles then stands up and walks down the side. Her nerves getting the best of her as she went to the balcony and looked around.
"Siygn? What's the matter?" Asks Loki leaning on the doorframe with his arms folded. His eyebrows a little narrowed as she hugged her arms and rubbed them for comfort.
"I just think we should start a family soon."
And it was silent. She mustered enough courage to spit it out and she turned to face him as he nodded his head.
"I see."
"I think it's about time we do. We've been married for almost two years. I've seen children running around the court in front of the palace and I cant help but imagine our child doing the same." She sort of ranted. "Frigga and Odin would get the chance to be grandparents and it would be the first grandchild of this generation." but he remained silent still. "Well..."
"Is that what you desire?" He asked
She folded her arms and scoffed. "I'm your wife Loki, you can tell me what you think" but he uttered not a single word. Had she wrangled him speechless? "You know what, forget it. I don't know why I said anything." Sigyn shrugged pushing past him and heading to their bathroom to draw herself a bath.
Loki was in deep thought about the conversation. It wasn't his intention to be rude and ignore her, it had just surprised him a bit. Mostly fear.
It was bad enough once a year for seven days his sex drive was entirely in overdrive as mating season for the frost giants occurred. Of course his wife knew about it and they happily spent seven days in each others arms, tangled in each others bodies making the room smell of sweat, love and sweet sex. They had acknowledged that and planned on going somewhere more private this year. He didn't like the idea of his animal side coming out he was a being of Asgard, a God. He wanted to suppress that side of him for as long as possible.
Because Loki was a frost giant, to some degree, his fear of hurting Sigyn by giving her a child, an heir, made his insides twist. Of course he never admitted that fear out loud. 
Sigyn had taken a little nap in her hot bath full of oils. The Odin's sleep was near and preparing for it with Frigga had tired her out. Most days she’s crawl into bed later than usual and cuddle close with Loki, but days just like this, less busy, sign would catch a nap in between her breaks. He walked into the bathroom a couple minutes later, seeing her arms outside the tub with her head tilted back. She had her eyes closed and he stood in the door frame. Feeling Loki’s presence, his gaze she sighed out loud and shifted position as her hair dripped onto her face. 
“Why don’t you come bathe with me, beloved.” she asked and Loki let out a little chuckle as her eyes fluttered open. Her hands caressed her chest traveling down to her breasts. 
“I’d much rather watch..” he led on with a chuckle as she giggled and sat up, grabbing the sponge. “Frigga and I watched your brother fight against some men in the square. Knowing they don’t stand a chance,” she scoffs rolling her eyes “he continued to take whatever honor they had left.” 
“I do apologize.” he laughed walking over to her, taking the sponge form her hands and squeezing out the excess water. “He can be rather arrogant. More now than ever since father gave him mjolnir.” Replied Loki as he gave a her sideways look, her eyes flashing softly with a gentle grin across her lips. 
“Someone should teach him a lesson. Making those men look foolish is beneath him.” Sigyn shook her head and Loki bit his lip, looking up into the air pretending to think. 
“Perhaps a nice spanking is in order.” He chuckled as she took the sponge back and grinned widely as he ushered her forward. “Come, I’ll need someone to practice.” he joked as they broke into a fit of laughter.
Lips inches away from one another they shared a small kiss as Loki knelt down at the edge of the tub, hovering his frame over body. Kissing her brown lips again, he traced her face with his index finger. She leaned into his touch and Loki felt his eyes water. 
“What saddens you, my beloved?” she asks tilting her head to the side. 
“Sigyn, my star, I plan to spend the rest of my life with you. I promised the day we wed I’d be your truth. I promised to be truthful, honest and faithful, and yet in your presence I continue to lie-” 
“Whats going on?” she sort of laughs giving him a sideways look. “If this is about earlier, I said forget-” 
“No.” He shakes his head and then takes a deep breath as she sits back down in her bath. His hands laced together as he tried to gather his thoughts. Concerned for her husband, Sigyn reached for his arm hoping to provide some kind comfort. “I want to have children with you.” 
Her heart sort of fluttered and she gave him a big smile and began to feel such excitement. “Then lets start now!” she said to him, getting out of the tub and grabbing her towel. “I’ll light some candles and start a nice fire-” she paused seeing he was still sitting on the edge of the tub. “Well..” 
He stood up and walked over to her. Her body still throbbing at the idea, but Loki still made no effort to make a move. “I want to have children with you Sigyn, but it’s because of what I am I will never in my life damn you to that kind of pain.” 
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imagine-loki · 5 years
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Imagine jumping into the Bifrost and landing on Asgard before the travellers ever realize you're there.
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minami97 · 4 years
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-Its Raining at earth-
Friend: Hey, Y/n why are you staring at the sky? There is nothing to see.
Y/n: Oh! Thor is going to share some gossip with me soon.
Friend: *skeptical look* How... Is he going to do that?
Y/n: Using lighting of course. Its about to start soon.
-Lighting flashes every 2 mins-
Friend: So... What is he saying?
Y/n: He is saying, how am I. He is having a good time in Asgard, and Loki is sulking because I am not there.
Friend: um... Okay.
-Suddenly, a lighting with weird pattern flashes-
Friend: why does that one looks weird.
Y/n: It's just Thor saying ouch because Loki stabbed him.
-Meanwhile in Asagard-
Thor: OUCH! LOKI I WAS GOING TO TELL LADY Y/N HOW MUCH YOU MISS HER.
Loki: No. >:C
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worstloki · 4 years
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Hot take: Loki is completely fluent in sign language so when they go places they just dont talk and sign instead to people, who care enough to have learned. And in a super annoying situation they just sign what they are think. People know they are being sassed but they can’t understand cause a form of communication with no screaming is impossible to Asagard. This will forever be my headcannon and I bond with Loki over people not being able to understand anything without talk.
This can be taken a step further with Asgardians simply being very very ignorant if any body language... so you’ve got Loki clearly judging people and making reaction facial expressions but when he says something sarcastically no one picks up on the sarcasm (”he’s lying!” “well duh, but it was sarcasm not a lie” “he lies again!”). It would explain why Thor doesn't understand Loki’s discomfort or the meaning behind his actions because he would only have the words to go off, not the expression or body language.
Of course, Loki would also make solid eye contact with random people before using sign language to insult them, and since only 3 people in Asgard even know the language no one knows what is being said. Thor is one of those 3 people and he only knows the basics, but that's enough for him to pick up on the general gist of insults and choke on his drink every time Loki gets creative with them.
Also, imagine Clint trying to be all sneaky and suggesting sign language to communicate with the team when Lokis around since the comms can be compromised and he could eavesdrop on conversations... only to find out weeks later that Loki’s been able to understand them this entire time.
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aj-allen97 · 3 years
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Just Some Observations on Lokies Journey Into Mystery.
I feel like if they bring Kid Loki out of the void to be apart of the Young Avengers line up that he would definitely bring Gator Loki with him.
I love how the other Loki’s are kind of intimidated by Slyvie to the point they quickly abandoned Loki’s plan.
Since Sylivie Asgard was deleted from existence then that means Her Asgard and her People would have been sent to the Void to die/be imprisoned if they do survived. Wonder if any Asgardians survived Althioth?
So yeah I’m disappointed that we didn’t get to see any ruins of Asgard while we were in the Void. In Less the ruins of Asgard have been taken over by Loki’s? It would be kind of cool not gonna lie.
Sometimes a family isn’t just a mom, dad and a couple of kids. Sometimes a family is a Loki, A Slyvie, a Grandpa/Classic Loki, a kid Loki and his pet Gator Loki and their Mobius.
Soooo….some one just happen to leave the keys in the pizza car??? Or that it actually still runs after being stuck in the void for how long now?
Also…how is Frog Thor still alive? He’s stuck in a jar buried in the dirt? He should have either suffocated or starved by now? Also I’m pretty sure Kid Loki found him and buried him.
Yellow giant went big instead of small so got sent to the void to be eaten!
If Thanos copter is there that means there’s a good chance Thanos got eaten.
Also what is that Gizmo Kid Loki is carrying? Did he invent it? Did he find it? Do you think he watch Classic Loki sacrifice himself for the other two? Or do you think he turn to look for him and saw he was gone and assumed Classic Loki abandoned him?
Now that Grandpa Loki is gone who’s gonna take care of Kid Loki and his Gator? Do you think he misses his mother?
Not gonna lie Classic Loki re-edition of Asagard is cooler looking the actual Asgard.
So…if the Dagger basically is a crutch that with holds Loki from realizing their full magical potential…does that mean Odin realized immediately that Loki would grow to be even more powerful then him or Thor so basically forced them to use the Dagger and basically make them think the dagger is their most valuable tool to insure that they never reach their full magical potential?
Does that mean it’s possible we have a Loki Variant that said screw the dagger I’m gonna focus on my magic?
Also Loki is channeling his James Conrad.
So the TVA basically insures the “Good Guys” always win? Which means any conflict we see in past Marvel movies where a bad guy may win is void of true suspense because even if they do win the TVA will just come in arrest the bad guy and reset the time line to insure the good guy wins - even if it means they have to reset the time line over and over again?
How many bad guys from the same time line got arrested because the hero was bad at winning? How many times do you think Roan got pruned before he “fell” for Quills dancing trick?
So in the Void…do you not age while living within the Void? Or do Asgardians age that slowly that one could be stuck as a kid for for 100 or so years before actually aging up?
Imagine being stuck as a 5 year old for 100-1000 before hitting 6 and going through another long ass years before hitting seven. Would imagine that would make celebrating birthdays a bit tricky.
I wonder if any TVA agents are Asgardians?
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Unforeseen Chasm (Part 70)
Prompt: Two sisters fall for men that are absolute enemies. The love they have could tear all of them apart, or it could bring them together.
Word Count:2610
Warnings:Wedding day! fluff, Banner babies, emotional day, heart to heart, fluff all around,  Song for this part: I Love you Always Forever - Betty Who Note: This is by far the longest thing I’ve ever written (including my novels). It’s a collaboration with the amazing @mrs-dragneel-stark-solo​​. It started as a funny “What if…?” and it evolved and got huge. This took two years to write. We are both proud and happy and we hope you enjoy it. It follows from Thor 1 to Endgame in the MCU. Some of the timelines may be off in order to fit certain people, and some characters may show up earlier or in different ways than they have in the movie. But for the most part, it follows the MCU. It also has a bit of crossover with some other Marvel characters throughout the story.
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“Do we have everything?” you asked, nervousness alive in your voice. 
“Yes, for the last time, Y/N, everything is perfect,” Shannon replied. 
You were looking in the mirror, clad in your gorgeous veil, stunning dress, and breathtaking shoes. Shannon stood to your left, just behind you, her baby bump gone. She had a healthy boy and girl just a few weeks ago. You specifically planned the wedding so that she could be all healed in order to stand with you. 
“Well that’s everything, Y/N.” She did minor fixes to your hair and the veil. “Aww, my sister off to get married. Oh gosh I said I wouldn’t cry but here come the waterworks.” She sniffled. “You have no idea how happy I am for you right now.”
“Aww. Thank you, Shannon. I had no idea you’d get this choked up over me marrying Loki.”
“I just want you to know that no matter where this new chapter takes you, I’m always going to be there for you.” She smiled and fixed her makeup. “Now have you decided on taking the offer that Tony gave you about building a home on our land or if you have chosen a specific place in mind to help you guys get it built?” 
“Actually,” you responded, “I think Loki and I are gonna try it out here, on New Asgard. I’d like to get to know the community better, for real, you know? I really appreciate the offer. Maybe a little after the honeymoon?”
“Yeah of course.  You let us know when you’re ready after the honeymoon.” She held your hands. “I’m getting choked up because you're finally getting your happily ever after that you so deserve.” She teared up again.
You laughed. “You’re crying more than I am,” you teased. You pulled her into a tight hug. “I love you and I don’t know what I did to deserve a sister like you but I wish I knew. You are the biggest and best gift and miracle to my life that I’ve ever gotten.” 
“Okay no more crying I swear,” she laughed. “I love you so much, Y/N. We’ve come so far from where we were twelve years ago and through it all we did it together. I know your parents would be so proud of you.” 
For the first time today, tears sprang to your eyes. “Damn it, Shan, your crying is contagious.” You laughed through the tears, trying to delicately wipe your eyes without smudging your makeup. “I hope they’re proud. I wish I knew them, or knew how any of my life turned out.”
“I’m sure they know how it’s been and are more than proud.” She helped you with your makeup. “Well, it’s time,” she announced as she glanced to the clock on the wall. “We’ll see you out there, okay?” 
You nodded, taking a deep breath. 
Here we go. 
Shannon picked up her bouquet and left the room gracefully. In swept Tom and Clint, who both approached you with a grin. 
“Hey, kid. Congratulations,” Clint said sweetly as he approached. 
“Thank you,” you said lightly. 
“You ready?” Tom asked. 
“I’ve never been more ready for anything,” you breathed. 
You put your arm through each of theirs as they offered, and the doors to the little suite opened. 
When they did, perfect rays of sunshine and warmth flooded around you. Shannon was working a little to make sure the air wasn’t too cold, or the clouds didn’t threaten to rain, to make your day perfect. The sand on the beach was warm and inviting. 
You were on the shores of New Asagard, a beautiful island with amazing beaches. It was an easy choice for you and Loki when you saw it. 
The quartet played the Asgardian lullaby that Frigga had sung to you all as children for the bridal party to walk down the aisle. As you approached, Strange put a spell on you that would hide you from everyone’s view. Meanwhile a stunning white french doorway stood where the bridal party couldn’t be seen until it was time. 
Wanda and Tony stepped forward from opposite sides of the aisle, linked arms, and walked down the aisle to the tune. Followed by Shannon and Thor. Once the bridal party was situated on the “altar”, Peter walked down the aisle with the ring pillow. It was emerald and gold for Loki. Just behind him, Morgan skipped down the aisle throwing orchid petals, until finally -- the wedding march began playing. 
A few small steps up to the entry of the archway, and you, Clint, and Tom were ready to walk down. Stephen lifted the spell, and as everyone stood, they gasped in awe. 
Your eyes hit Loki in his all black tuxedo and you weren’t sure whether to weep at his beauty and the beauty of the moment, or to run headlong down the aisle into his arms. He stared at you as if he was seeing an angel for the first time. Thor gave him a pat on the shoulder as Shannon shot you two thumbs up and a big grin.
As you moved forward down the aisle, you gave a smile of love to the face of every friend and family that you passed, but all Loki could look at was you. 
Finally, you reached him, your breath halting at his stunning gorgeousness.
How had you gotten so lucky? 
The preacher asked who gave you away, and Clint and Tom both gave short answers. Clint patted your shoulder as Tom kissed your cheek. Tom went to sit beside Diane, and Clint went to the second row with his family. 
You took Loki’s hands and you felt a sense of life flow through you once more. Loki stared at you. 
“I love you,” you mouthed and he smiled at you. 
You were trying to listen to the preacher, but honestly, you just wanted this man as your husband as quickly as possible. He finally got to the point of the vows and you gave a smile before starting yours. 
“Loki, I’ve loved you for all of my life. My life, our lives, have been anything but conventional. I spent most of my life wishing I had a home, some place I belonged. I always felt out of step with this world. So when I went back to Asgard, I thought that I’d found my home, that's where I found my strength and belonging, but it was never Asgard - it was you. Wherever you are, you’re my home. I know what it’s like to live without you, twice, and I don’t ever want to do it again. You’re my world, you’re my partner, your my life, you’re my home, you’re my everything. I’ve been through Hell and back just to find you, but I’d do it all again, a million times if I had to, if it meant you came back to me.”
When you finished, you could hear a few sniffles and saw some people wiping their eyes. 
Loki gave you a small, sweet smile, the one he reserved for being coy and loving. He began his vows after the preacher prompted him with a small gesture. 
“Y/N, we’ve fought battles and wars together. We endured torture to protect each other. You selflessly jumped off a perfectly good bridge, just to be with me. You’ve seen me at my very worst times and never looked away. You loved me, embraced me, and supported me through every hellish thing we had to endure. Thank you for never giving up on me.  When you fell into the abyss with me, not knowing what would happen, you said, ‘I need you in my life more than you may know. I’ll go wherever you are’ and I have the same sentiments, my dear. When you first arrived at Asgard, some of your first words to me were that we would navigate our pasts together, and I feel we’ve done that exceptionally well, yet, now I can’t wait to explore our futures together. I love you more than I ever thought was possible to love another person, but for once in my life, I was wrong.” He shot you a grin and you couldn’t help but laugh as happy tears streaked down your face. 
After the vows, the preacher announced the exchanging of the rings, then he said, “I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss your bride.” 
Loki eagerly grabbed you, his slender fingers running through your styled hair as he pulled you close. You wrapped your arms around him, gripping him tight. In seconds, cheers and whistles erupted from the crowd. 
The two of you eventually let go of each other before you turned and faced everyone. 
“Everyone, I am pleased to present, Loki Odinson and Y/N Odinson!” the preacher called happily and everyone jumped up, shouting, cheering, hooray-ing. 
You two walked down the aisle as the photographers took several pictures before leading you to the area to get the portraits taken. Moments later, the bridal party was there to join you. After an hour of photos, you joined your guests at a quant area you’d had set up on the beach. The sun was still over the horizon, giving you plenty of time with everyone. 
There was a dancefloor put in, with the dining tables surrounding it, as fantastic food was being served. The band announced your arrival with Loki, and said you’d be doing your first dance now.
The two of you danced to a song you’d heard on one of your dates. Then Tony, Bruce, Shannon, and several others joined you on the dancefloor. All of you danced for several hours. You shared a dance with several men you cared for, some of them were Clint Thor, Tom, Stephen, Tony, and Steve. Remy even cut in at one point, causing you to feel a mingling of happiness, relief, and guilt. He assured you he was having a good time, that you looked the most beautiful he’d ever seen, and he was happy to see you happy. 
Thor and Shannon gave speeches, prompting both laughter and happy tears to go throughout the audience. Eventually, you threw your bouquet, to which Jean Grey caught it. 
Tony walked up to you two. “Hey Y/N, I’m gonna steal your groom for a moment if you don’t mind?” Tony smiled sweetly at you. “I promise he’ll be back shortly”
“Bring him back in one piece, Tony,” you requested. 
“Like I would harm a hair on my new brother-in-law’s head.” He winked.
The two men walked away to a quiet spot that overlooks the water and stood in silence before Tony spoke.
“Listen, Reindeer Gam--Loki, I just wanted us to start new,” he paused. “Like water under the bridge and to welcome you with open arms to this family.”
He made a face of suspicion. “I would actually like that. I appreciate it. I know how much Y/N loves Shannon and you, and I know it’d be easier on all of us if you and I could… Well, let the past stay in the past.”
“Yeah I think that would be best, especially with the kids who love you guys to death already.” He smiled, thinking of his two kids. “I’m not sure if Y/N’s told you this but I made a promise to her that I would do whatever it took to bring you back, She’s really important to Shannon and I know just now important you are to Y/N.” He pats Loki’s shoulder. “And believe me when I say this, it’s good to have you back man.”
“It’s extremely good to be back. You’ve raised some exceptional children. I look forward to getting to know them. Thank you for helping to get me back and keeping an eye on Y/N for me. I think I’ve had you pegged wrong for quite some time.” He patted Tony’s back. “By the way, I never got a chance to say I’m sorry about New York. Brainwashing and all that. It was never personal, you know that, right?” 
“To be fair neither of us knew what the outcome would be for that, I never took it against you.” He looked over at his Brother-in-law. “Yeah people tend to do that often they think there isn't much else to me besides billionaire playboy genius, I would do anything for the ones I love much like you have.”
“Could’ve fooled me with the not taking it against me, seeing as you had me housed in your basement for two years,” Loki joked with a half grin. 
Tony laughed remembering that. “It would’ve gone way worse if Shannon hadn't stepped in for you two. Those two years would have been in complete darkness away from Y/N’s side.” He got serious. “I know how much that would have affected you both.” He sighed.
Loki nodded. “You and Shannon are both… very kind people, and I am truly blessed to know you both and call you family. Thank you, for everything you’ve both done for me and Y/N, despite our pasts. I’m not sure how I’ll ever repay you.”
“No matter how bad things get for someone and whatever they had done it doesn’t change the fact that family is family. I’ve come to learn that myself through my life and we love you guys too”
The moment got interrupted when Peter ran up to his uncle, showing him some sparklers.
“Uncle Loki, look! I’m Doctor Strange!” He flailed his arms around.
Loki absolutely lost his mind seeing his nephew imitate the other man. He pulled out his phone, recording the boy and sent it to his former employer with a simple caption: “This is you”.Strange immediately received the message and just shook his head and continued to enjoy the festivity.
Tony knew in that moment that his son and his Uncle would get along great and would likely cause mischief together. Things were turning out better than he had imagined, never did the Tony Stark think he’d get married let alone settle down somewhere and have a family with the chaos that is his life. Even after everything that’s happened this was the least he deserved for risking his life to save everyone else.
Just before you and Loki were going to be sent off, Thor pulled you two aside, away from the partying. The three of you walked down the shore for a moment, before Thor finally said why he’d pulled you two aside.
“I have a wedding present for you, but I can’t give it to you just yet. You’ll have to wait until you get back from your honeymoon.”
“Mysterious,” you mused. “Have you taken a page from Loki’s book?” you teased, nudging Thor with your shoulder. 
“Perhaps I have.”
“Thank you, Thor. I’m sure whatever it is, is most kind,” Loki sweetly said. 
“It is, brother, thank you for noticing,” Thor replied and you rolled your eyes before linking arms with them to walk a little more.
Eventually, you three returned from your stroll, and at the end of the night the two of you were being sent off. Some people threw flower petals, others lit sparklers, the sorcerers you invited cast magical sparks your way. You and Loki ran under the send off, straight into a car that Tony had rented for the two of you. 
You rolled down the window, blew a kiss to everyone, thanked them for coming, told them you loved having them there, then that was it. The car was in motion.
Off you went, on your honeymoon. 
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Part 70 of Unforseen Chasm
Prompt: Two sisters fall for men that are absolute enemies. The love they have could tear all of them apart, or it could bring them together. Word Count: 2610 Warnings: Wedding day! fluff, Banner babies, emotional day, heart to heart, fluff all around,  Song for this part: I Love you Always Forever- Betty Who Note: This is by far the longest thing I’ve ever written (including my other fic series). first major Collab with my best friend @thorne93 what was first a simple “what if” moment turned into a two year writing session and I’ve never been more prouder of myself than when i started my first series. goes through most of the MCU plots there are some changes to accommodate for what we wanted and there is a bit of a crossover between the MCU and other characters. I hope you guys enjoy reading this just as much as I enjoyed writing it.
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“Do we have everything?” you asked, nervousness alive in your voice. 
“Yes, for the last time, Y/N, everything is perfect,” Shannon replied. 
You were looking in the mirror, clad in your gorgeous veil, stunning dress, and breathtaking shoes. Shannon stood to your left, just behind you, her baby bump gone. She had a healthy boy and girl just a few weeks ago. You specifically planned the wedding so that she could be all healed in order to stand with you. 
“Well that’s everything, Y/N.” She did minor fixes to your hair and the veil. “Aww, my sister off to get married. Oh gosh I said I wouldn’t cry but here come the waterworks.” She sniffled. “You have no idea how happy I am for you right now.”
“Aww. Thank you, Shannon. I had no idea you’d get this choked up over me marrying Loki.” 
“I just want you to know that no matter where this new chapter takes you, I’m always going to be there for you.” She smiled and fixed her makeup. “Now have you decided on taking the offer that Tony gave you about building a home on our land or if you have chosen a specific place in mind to help you guys get it built?” 
“Actually,” you responded, “I think Loki and I are gonna try it out here, on New Asgard. I’d like to get to know the community better, for real, you know? I really appreciate the offer. Maybe a little after the honeymoon?”
“Yeah of course.  You let us know when you’re ready after the honeymoon.” She held your hands. “I’m getting choked up because you're finally getting your happily ever after that you so deserve.” She teared up again.
You laughed. “You’re crying more than I am,” you teased. You pulled her into a tight hug. “I love you and I don’t know what I did to deserve a sister like you but I wish I knew. You are the biggest and best gift and miracle to my life that I’ve ever gotten.” 
“Okay no more crying I swear,” she laughed. “I love you so much, Y/N. We’ve come so far from where we were twelve years ago and through it all we did it together. I know your parents would be so proud of you.” 
For the first time today, tears sprang to your eyes. “Damn it, Shan, your crying is contagious.” You laughed through the tears, trying to delicately wipe your eyes without smudging your makeup. “I hope they’re proud. I wish I knew them, or knew how any of my life turned out.”
“I’m sure they know how it’s been and are more than proud.” She helped you with your makeup. “Well, it’s time,” she announced as she glanced to the clock on the wall. “We’ll see you out there, okay?” 
You nodded, taking a deep breath. 
Here we go. 
Shannon picked up her bouquet and left the room gracefully. In swept Tom and Clint, who both approached you with a grin. 
“Hey, kid. Congratulations,” Clint said sweetly as he approached. 
“Thank you,” you said lightly. 
“You ready?” Tom asked. 
“I’ve never been more ready for anything,” you breathed. 
You put your arm through each of theirs as they offered, and the doors to the little suite opened. 
When they did, perfect rays of sunshine and warmth flooded around you. Shannon was working a little to make sure the air wasn’t too cold, or the clouds didn’t threaten to rain, to make your day perfect. The sand on the beach was warm and inviting. 
You were on the shores of New Asagard, a beautiful island with amazing beaches. It was an easy choice for you and Loki when you saw it. 
The quartet played the Asgardian lullaby that Frigga had sung to you all as children for the bridal party to walk down the aisle. As you approached, Strange put a spell on you that would hide you from everyone’s view. Meanwhile a stunning white french doorway stood where the bridal party couldn’t be seen until it was time. 
Wanda and Tony stepped forward from opposite sides of the aisle, linked arms, and walked down the aisle to the tune. Followed by Shannon and Thor. Once the bridal party was situated on the “altar”, Peter walked down the aisle with the ring pillow. It was emerald and gold for Loki. Just behind him, Morgan skipped down the aisle throwing orchid petals, until finally -- the wedding march began playing. 
A few small steps up to the entry of the archway, and you, Clint, and Tom were ready to walk down. Stephen lifted the spell, and as everyone stood, they gasped in awe. 
Your eyes hit Loki in his all black tuxedo and you weren’t sure whether to weep at his beauty and the beauty of the moment, or to run headlong down the aisle into his arms. He stared at you as if he was seeing an angel for the first time. Thor gave him a pat on the shoulder as Shannon shot you two thumbs up and a big grin.
As you moved forward down the aisle, you gave a smile of love to the face of every friend and family that you passed, but all Loki could look at was you. 
Finally, you reached him, your breath halting at his stunning gorgeousness.
How had you gotten so lucky? 
The preacher asked who gave you away, and Clint and Tom both gave short answers. Clint patted your shoulder as Tom kissed your cheek. Tom went to sit beside Diane, and Clint went to the second row with his family. 
You took Loki’s hands and you felt a sense of life flow through you once more. Loki stared at you. 
“I love you,” you mouthed and he smiled at you. 
You were trying to listen to the preacher, but honestly, you just wanted this man as your husband as quickly as possible. He finally got to the point of the vows and you gave a smile before starting yours. 
“Loki, I’ve loved you for all of my life. My life, our lives, have been anything but conventional. I spent most of my life wishing I had a home, some place I belonged. I always felt out of step with this world. So when I went back to Asgard, I thought that I’d found my home, that's where I found my strength and belonging, but it was never Asgard - it was you. Wherever you are, you’re my home. I know what it’s like to live without you, twice, and I don’t ever want to do it again. You’re my world, you’re my partner, your my life, you’re my home, you’re my everything. I’ve been through Hell and back just to find you, but I’d do it all again, a million times if I had to, if it meant you came back to me.”
When you finished, you could hear a few sniffles and saw some people wiping their eyes. 
Loki gave you a small, sweet smile, the one he reserved for being coy and loving. He began his vows after the preacher prompted him with a small gesture. 
“Y/N, we’ve fought battles and wars together. We endured torture to protect each other. You selflessly jumped off a perfectly good bridge, just to be with me. You’ve seen me at my very worst times and never looked away. You loved me, embraced me, and supported me through every hellish thing we had to endure. Thank you for never giving up on me.  When you fell into the abyss with me, not knowing what would happen, you said, ‘I need you in my life more than you may know. I’ll go wherever you are’ and I have the same sentiments, my dear. When you first arrived at Asgard, some of your first words to me were that we would navigate our pasts together, and I feel we’ve done that exceptionally well, yet, now I can’t wait to explore our futures together. I love you more than I ever thought was possible to love another person, but for once in my life, I was wrong.” He shot you a grin and you couldn’t help but laugh as happy tears streaked down your face. 
After the vows, the preacher announced the exchanging of the rings, then he said, “I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss your bride.” 
Loki eagerly grabbed you, his slender fingers running through your styled hair as he pulled you close. You wrapped your arms around him, gripping him tight. In seconds, cheers and whistles erupted from the crowd. 
The two of you eventually let go of each other before you turned and faced everyone. 
“Everyone, I am pleased to present, Loki Odinson and Y/N Odinson!” the preacher called happily and everyone jumped up, shouting, cheering, hooray-ing. 
You two walked down the aisle as the photographers took several pictures before leading you to the area to get the portraits taken. Moments later, the bridal party was there to join you. After an hour of photos, you joined your guests at a quant area you’d had set up on the beach. The sun was still over the horizon, giving you plenty of time with everyone. 
There was a dancefloor put in, with the dining tables surrounding it, as fantastic food was being served. The band announced your arrival with Loki, and said you’d be doing your first dance now.
The two of you danced to a song you’d heard on one of your dates. Then Tony, Bruce, Shannon, and several others joined you on the dancefloor. All of you danced for several hours. You shared a dance with several men you cared for, some of them were Clint Thor, Tom, Stephen, Tony, and Steve. Remy even cut in at one point, causing you to feel a mingling of happiness, relief, and guilt. He assured you he was having a good time, that you looked the most beautiful he’d ever seen, and he was happy to see you happy. 
Thor and Shannon gave speeches, prompting both laughter and happy tears to go throughout the audience. Eventually, you threw your bouquet, to which Jean Grey caught it. 
Tony walked up to you two. “Hey Y/N, I’m gonna steal your groom for a moment if you don’t mind?” Tony smiled sweetly at you. “I promise he’ll be back shortly”
“Bring him back in one piece, Tony,” you requested. 
“Like I would harm a hair on my new brother-in-law’s head.” He winked.
The two men walked away to a quiet spot that overlooks the water and stood in silence before Tony spoke.
“Listen, Reindeer Gam--Loki, I just wanted us to start new,” he paused. “Like water under the bridge and to welcome you with open arms to this family.”
He made a face of suspicion. “I would actually like that. I appreciate it. I know how much Y/N loves Shannon and you, and I know it’d be easier on all of us if you and I could… Well, let the past stay in the past.”
“Yeah I think that would be best, especially with the kids who love you guys to death already.” He smiled, thinking of his two kids. “I’m not sure if Y/N’s told you this but I made a promise to her that I would do whatever it took to bring you back, She’s really important to Shannon and I know just now important you are to Y/N.” He pats Loki’s shoulder. “And believe me when I say this, it’s good to have you back man.”
“It’s extremely good to be back. You’ve raised some exceptional children. I look forward to getting to know them. Thank you for helping to get me back and keeping an eye on Y/N for me. I think I’ve had you pegged wrong for quite some time.” He patted Tony’s back. “By the way, I never got a chance to say I’m sorry about New York. Brainwashing and all that. It was never personal, you know that, right?” 
“To be fair neither of us knew what the outcome would be for that, I never took it against you.” He looked over at his Brother-in-law. “Yeah people tend to do that often they think there isn't much else to me besides billionaire playboy genius, I would do anything for the ones I love much like you have.”
“Could’ve fooled me with the not taking it against me, seeing as you had me housed in your basement for two years,” Loki joked with a half grin. 
Tony laughed remembering that. “It would’ve gone way worse if Shannon hadn't stepped in for you two. Those two years would have been in complete darkness away from Y/N’s side.” He got serious. “I know how much that would have affected you both.” He sighed.
Loki nodded. “You and Shannon are both… very kind people, and I am truly blessed to know you both and call you family. Thank you, for everything you’ve both done for me and Y/N, despite our pasts. I’m not sure how I’ll ever repay you.”
“No matter how bad things get for someone and whatever they had done it doesn’t change the fact that family is family. I’ve come to learn that myself through my life and we love you guys too”
The moment got interrupted when Peter ran up to his uncle, showing him some sparklers.
“Uncle Loki, look! I’m Doctor Strange!” He flailed his arms around.
Loki absolutely lost his mind seeing his nephew imitate the other man. He pulled out his phone, recording the boy and sent it to his former employer with a simple caption: “This is you”.Strange immediately received the message and just shook his head and continued to enjoy the festivity.
Tony knew in that moment that his son and his Uncle would get along great and would likely cause mischief together. Things were turning out better than he had imagined, never did the Tony Stark think he’d get married let alone settle down somewhere and have a family with the chaos that is his life. Even after everything that’s happened this was the least he deserved for risking his life to save everyone else.
Just before you and Loki were going to be sent off, Thor pulled you two aside, away from the partying. The three of you walked down the shore for a moment, before Thor finally said why he’d pulled you two aside.
“I have a wedding present for you, but I can’t give it to you just yet. You’ll have to wait until you get back from your honeymoon.”
“Mysterious,” you mused. “Have you taken a page from Loki’s book?” you teased, nudging Thor with your shoulder. 
“Perhaps I have.”
“Thank you, Thor. I’m sure whatever it is, is most kind,” Loki sweetly said. 
“It is, brother, thank you for noticing,” Thor replied and you rolled your eyes before linking arms with them to walk a little more.
Eventually, you three returned from your stroll, and at the end of the night the two of you were being sent off. Some people threw flower petals, others lit sparklers, the sorcerers you invited cast magical sparks your way. You and Loki ran under the send off, straight into a car that Tony had rented for the two of you. 
You rolled down the window, blew a kiss to everyone, thanked them for coming, told them you loved having them there, then that was it. The car was in motion.
Off you went, on your honeymoon. 
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Thor - It’s not Endgame. It’s a Game Over. Endgame spoiler and rant.
You are warned, here I am leaning against Chris and all those who have allowed this shit to have space, origin, end. If you love the very recent time Chris, how did he become, if you love Ragnarok, if you love Waititi, DO NOT READ BEYOND. I don't want flame, I don't want anything. It's my rant, on my blog. I only ask to recpect my opinion and my point of view. And I’m angry. A LOT.
Sorry for mistakes, my poor english (I’m not native and is 3 am, and I’m out of me).
I'm here on the couch with a crazy nausea, an absurd rage and only a great sense of disgust about what Chris Hemsworth, Waititi (yes, because he is always involved when it comes to bullshit) and the Russos have had the courage to gave us.
This will not be a summary of Endgame, I'll do it later. This will be a mud throwing up because I need it, I absolutely need it, now, because what I saw risked making me leave the cinema 30 minutes after the film began.
They managed to destroy the only good thing about Thor in Infinity War: what he became, the Dark Thor. After removing the first half-hour, where he takes his well-deserved revenge in a stupid way, we find ourselves in front of an INSULT to all of Thor's fandom, to the whole franchise, to those who designed the character for the MCU (read Branagh). We are in front of a CLOWN.
Are we joking? New Asagard in Norway as a fishing village, with the survivors of the Asgardian people left to themselves, with Val informing Banner that Thor only shows himself in public once a month to retrieve the beer.
A scenario opens with an alcoholic Thor, tubby, who plays Fortnite with Korg. Guys, really? BUT REALLY, BITCH PLEASE? And he laughs. An alcoholic, unkempt fool, who strays, who ... That is the group's fool then, as the plot goes on.
Not a nod to the fucking dead brother, not a nod to Heimdall's gesture. A complete personality change, a ridicule character for the pure pleasure to ridicule him.
 If you complained about Ragnarok, you can't imagine the SHITi  in this damn movie.I don't know what the fuck happened in Chris' mind, in the Russos’ mind, in the writers’, how Chris could shit this way, in the plate where he ate for 10 fucking years, 
How Feige could have allowed that! Where are Thor's values? The Thor of the MCU is not like that. He is a damned prince destined to become King of Asgard, of people - if he deserve it. 
They took away his mother, he lost his father, he destroyed and lost ASGARD, LOKI DIED FOR HIM, Heimdall died defending him. His people are dead. And in 5 years, all you have to do is play Fortnite with that idiot of a character, useless as shit, in a slum? And then entrust the throne, THAT DAMNED THRONE !, to Val at the end of everything and go and play the fool with the Guardians? 
Chris, I respected you. I loved you. I loved you in your performance of Thor, of Avengers. I appreciated Thor's strengths and weaknesses, I loved his arrogance, his naivety, but I also loved Thor's heart. I loved how he was wrong, how he tried to fix it. How joking and ironic. I loved how human he was becoming as he spent time beside the Avengers, as if he were jealous of Midgard, his protected realm. I loved TDW, I loved to hate Thor who denies Loki to share the pain of Frigga's death, because no matter how wrong he was. He was in character in a certain way (for me).
 I loved how Thor went against the will of Odin, freeing Loki (even if he need him for his revenge). I loved the tears for his brother's death in TDW (because Loki DIED there), I loved his determination and stubborness of Age of Ultron, I loved how, bleeding, you gave up on Loki's helpless body at the beginning of IW. How he screamed revenge, in a spiral of lightning. BRING ME THE FUCKING THANOS HERE, I WILL DESTROY HIM.
Ragnarok was a nightmare. But Ragnarok's intimate conclusion with Loki was one of the very few acceptable and good things about that movie. That smile of Thor, a real smile, in having his brother with him again.
Nothing of it exists in Endgame. This is NOT how a breakdown works, this is pathetic. The Thor of Endgame is not worth living. Loki had to throw you from the cliff of Vormir, at least you would have had a worthy end, a utility, as a gem of the soul. A dignity. 
And you wouldn't have done, Chris, this atomic shit figure.
I'm out of me, really, and I’mm sorry for this words. Me, like so many, that I have always loved Loki and Tom yes, but a little further back, you and Thor had made your way into my heart. I started as an Iron Man fan, to then love Loki and Thor almost in the same way, as something unique and inseparable.
And instead ... Instead your ass burned, Chris. You have become arrogant and arrogant, day after day. You did the biggest crap you could do. I wish you to be at peace with yourself, but when your attractiveness ceases to exist, because it will cease, and you can only rely on your acting skills, I will be sitting here watching your failure. With death in my heart, because I was fond of you, a lot, really. 
And I know that you and your self-centeredness are behind all of this, with the benediction of that other clown and the unsuitability of the Russos Bros . 
And no, I do not accept this. I'm incredulous. I would never have thought of writing these things, and those who know me, know that my heart is bleeding right now. 
Because I do roleplay with your character, with so much love and respect. I'm trying to pay tribute to Thor, but I've come to understand that fandom is more about Thor than you are about the character, that made you get where you are.
You have no respect for Thor. 
You destroyed everything with your own hands and who allowed you to do it.
Congratulation. I hope you are proud of yourself.
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❝  pandora?  my, this can’t truly be you, can it?  ❞      a bright smile pulls onto loki’s lips, the genuity spreading across his face.  it had been so many years since he’d seen his childhood best friend.  they were just children the last time he saw her.      ❝  i almost didn’t recognize you - how long has it been?  ❞
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he used to be informed when zeus and pandora were to arrive in asagard.  however, it hadn’t surprised him at all that he’d been left out of the loop - he had sabotaged similar unions in the past.  but that was a story for another time.  he was almost hesitant to greet, only hoping she hasn’t been fed the twisted truths about him from odin.  hoping that she still just sees him as her friend.
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Golden Hearted
Chapter 2/6
This turned out way longer than expected... over 3.5k words
Quick note, if you're unfamiliar with inhumans... her origins may be a little confusing ~
Oh and I'm swapping the order of 2 of movies, hope no one minds:))
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The jet left them a few miles away, having to hide their presence so they wouldn't spook her, but Thor had been impatient the entire the flight there. As soon as the airlock opened he took on ahead, hammer in hand, ignoring The Captain's shouts. He prouded himself for having grown a lot in the past few years, having learned from his lessons and becoming more calculated with time. It all seemed to have gone out the proverbial window as the aircraft hit the ground. He was filled with a thrill he couldn't explain, something akin to the one before a battle. He blamed it on the urgency of the situation, the Tesseract was highly important and it needed to return to Asgard as soon as possible. But deep down he knew he was lying to himself. And doing quite a poor job at it, too.
The mansion came into view fast, golden statues decorating the front lawn in dissaray. It was quite huge compared to other midgardian houses, but not much compared to anything on Asgard. As he got closer, he realized the figures were not statues at all, but human men encased in gold, their faces forever twisted in horror. It was a cruel fate and he wondered if they died instantly or slowly suffocated on the inside. He was not scared of the woman and he was not one to turn down a fight, but even he had to admit what he was doing was foolish - going head first to an enemy he knew close to nothing about. Could she turn him to gold as well? Could she do it from afar or did she need to touch him? Will he join the poor souls scattered in her garden?
None of the scenarios he played in his head as he pushed open the heavy doors could have prepared him for what actually happened.
Evelyn had been expecting the Avengers to make their entrance sooner rather than later. The blue toy she acquired was even more spectacular than she could have ever dreamed, it gave her the power she had always wished her: teleportation. She was happy with her newfound set of skills. Never had she thought a silly supplement pill was going to give her powers and flying was still pretty neat. But as it was human nature to crave just a little more, it could have been better.
Though, apparently she was not entirely human. On the other hand, inhuman was rather dramatic and made her feel like she just had to be bad. Or at least just a bit on the morally gray side. She wasn't entirely sure if the Terrigen did more to her than activate her powers. In the brief explanation she was given by some S.H.I.E.L.D. agents she was left under the impression some people were not as lucky as she had been with her new abilities. She should probably stop complaining about not getting exactly what she wanted and be grateful she hadn't grown scales or went insane instead.
The truth was she had always harbored a darker side, pushed deep down by society's never-ending list of rules and proper etiquette and a desire to make her mother proud. But under those layers of pristine white shirts and ugly plated sweaters there had always been a little devil waiting to burst out. It would have been tragically comedic if she would have sprouted horns and turned red, but in a poetic justice kind of way. Thought it seemed that the Terrigen didn't care much for moral alignment.
She petted the orange tabby that brushed by her leg, one of the many strays she had gathered over the day and a half she had been living there and went to the window. She was admiring her handiwork on the front lawn, wondering if she should add one more statue on the far left corner by the hedges, when he came down from the sky. She had not been expecting the God of Thunder to show up.
After her encounter with Earth's mightiest and after she stole from them, research had been in order. She spent way more time than she cared to admit to anyone reading about each and every one of them. People everywhere were curious about New York and the heroes that saved them and news, or sometimes just rumors, blasted the internet like wildfire. She found more about some and close to nothing about others, but what everyone was clear on was that the gods of Thunder and Mischief had went back to Asgard. Yet there he was, looking all sorts of hot and just a little bit angry. The smirk on her lips was impossible to control as she made her way to the door to greet her first guest of the day. She was going to enjoy herself a little bit.
Thor pushed the door open prepared for anything. Or so he had thought.
She had been right there by the door and in the second it took him to realize, her arms were around his neck pulling him further inside the hallway, soft lips crashing onto his, sweet and warm and entirely irresistible. And so he kissed her back, their mouths like two pieces of a puzzle. Her nails scraped the back of his neck as she grabbed a hold of his hair. Her body was pressed flushed to his as she was floating off the ground, just a bit above him, and for a moment she felt like she was slipping away. On instinct, his own arms encased around her frame pressing her even tighter to him and she smiled into the kiss, biting his lover lip when she pulled away.
"And I thought you'd never come." She was just as he remembered her from that day: confident and flirty. And a little too dangerous. His grip tightened around her, but this time to make sure she wasn't going to escape. Her intoxicating smile only grew, her eyes lighting up with what he could only call, for lack of a better word, mischief. Still in his arms she let her finders trace one of the clasps on his cape and it started turning golden beneath the skin. It spread like ink on paper and stopped suddenly as her hand took hold of his chin instead and lifted his head to meet her sharp gaze. "Careful there, handsome. It would be a real shame if you'd be reduce to a garden gnome."
"I'm not here for games. We know you took the Tesseract. It belongs on Asgard." She traced a finger from his chin down his neck, her eyes soft and warm. She looked nothing like the killer she truly was. Or was she? Maybe she couldn't have killed him on the spot, but her seemingly delicate hand was still resting just above the collar of his armor.
"Maybe I should visit there next. I imagine it's quite the sight."
"The only place you'll be visiting is a prison cell." She laughed, placing her head on his shoulder like it was the most natural thing to do.
"Oh you're so sweet, thinking any prison could hold me." He wondered if he should demand she be taken to Asagard to be imprisoned. If Loki couldn't escape, Evelyn surely had no chance. But before his thought was fully formed her lips were by his ear, a shiver running down his spine as her hot breath tickled.
"Your friends are finally here." She was out of his grasp in an instant, her hands pushing his apart just enough to fly up and away. As the team barged through the door he finally took her in better, the silky black robe hanging dishevel from her body. Her arms were covered under the long selves, but her legs were bare and neckline revealing. He was glad he hadn't noticed her state of undress when she had been in his grip. She wicked at him when his gaze finally went from the ridiculously low helm of the robe to her meet her eyes.
"Miss Evans, there doesn't need to be a fight." The Captain stepped forwards, reminding Thor there were other people in the room now. What would they have thought if they came just minutes earlier and saw them in their embrace? What had he been thinking? From the air above them, Evelyn sighed and crossed her arms, the top of her breasts even more in sight.
"I imagine there will be, I'm not handing over the cube."
The arrow was shot without warning, but she still caught it with little effort. What she didn't count on was the explosive on it. She was blasted on the opposite wall, the air being momentarily knocked out of her.
"Find the Tesseract!" The redhead took off running along the hallway. Evelyn almost smirked, but she decided to play it as if she was worried. No need to play all her cards just yet. She pretended to go after the other woman, but as the Captain came to intercept her she turned, taking him by surprise mid jump and hitting him square in the face. What followed was a series of dodging various things throws at her, from shields to hammer to arrows. She learned her lesson with the last one, no more catching stuff. They were good opponents,but her focus turned to the one who claimed he was a damned God. She had seen him fight in New York; he was not on his best game. Was it perhaps because of her? She made it her mission to taunt him.
"God of Thunder or not, you're getting slow." She flew around him, his other 2 team mates stuck under a bookcase she punched them in. Her hands went around his neck from behind, her chin resting on his shoulder as he tried to grab at her. "Or maybe your heart's not really into this fight. Rather we'd be up for other things."
"Stop this nonsense!" His large hand took hold of her ankle and he pulled her off him. Or more precisely, she let go and floated in front of him, his fingers still curled around her leg. She smiled innocently, but her eyes spoke of sins, daring him to move his gaze up her leg. He heard the Cap finally help Clint from under the pile of books and splintered shelves and was met with her other led in his face as she spun in mid air. He was sent flying, releasing her ankle in the process. She was gone from sight for maybe a moment, before returning with Natasha, her hand glowing around the Widow's neck, the fabric of her suit already turning to gold.
"Guys, we have a problem." The redhead had the Tesseract in hand, or rather, just the carcass of it, one of the sides smashed open. It wasn't glowing anymore, clearly missing whatever had been inside of it. The sleeve on her right hand, the one curled around Natasha's neck, moved up her arm revealing a blue stone encased in a golden bracelet. She already had the Space Stone on her, they lost before the fight even begun.
"This is going to play in two ways. One, you leave here, never come back and we all live happily ever after. Or two, your friend here is going to be very shiny in a minute." Her eyes snapped to Clint as he was pulling on the bow's string. "I may not have time to fully turn her, but she will have one hell of a hard time ever breathing again." He lowered the bow reluctantly, his jaw clenched.
"Just let her go and we'll be out of your hair." The Captain put his shield down and held his hands up in surrender as he took another step towards the two women.
"And for a short while you maybe actually will..." She looked serious then, lips in a tight line and brows furrowed, no more games. She looked at each of them in turn, lingering just a moment longer on Thor. "You really don't have anything better to do than chase little ol' me and this silly blue rock?"
Just as she said that Stark's voice echoed Natasha's in their earpieces. "Guys, we have a problem."
They didn't get to hear the rest of it, the roof coming down on them in a blaze. Evelyn used the stone to get outside, discarding her hostage there with a push. She went back into the house, zapping in and out of places, making sure all her kittens had gotten out safely and saving one that got trapped behind a fallen door. She got back outside, feline in hand, the once pristine white fur covered in some sooth. She scowled at the small patch of dirt like it had insulted her entire blood line.
The day was turning more troublesome than she had anticipated and she was thinking of just getting out of there and leaving everything behind. It would take them a while to find her in some small town in Japan and she was pretty sure the cherry trees were in full boom that time of the year. She cared very little for the house in particular, but she did long for a place of her own. Next time, she will just buy the damn thing with gold. She turned to see the rest of the Avengers scurrying out of the flames, Thor helping the limping archer. She looked at the Asgardian, his long hair clinging to his face from the heat inside, his jaw so sharp and well defined it could probably cut diamonds. She remembered the feeling of being crushed in those strong arms, his lips on hers hungry for more. There was definitely some chemistry there and it was a god dammed shame he wasn't up for some more fun, even it turned out to be jut that - some harmless fun. Their eyes met across the lawn of golden statues and after a moment he frowned. She blinked out of sight the next second, completely missing the robot that blew her mansion up.
She was halfway across the world, underneath a cherry tree with a bottle of sake, Gandalf - the white kitten - snoozing on her lap, when news of Ultron reached her. She hadn't stopped to analyze why or who fired at her house that day and it turned out to bite her in the ass. The Avengers were an annoyance, sure, but that murderous robot was something else entirely. She scrolled on the phone, her mind already half made to interfere, when she stumbled on a video of the AI.
"I was designed to save the world. People would look to the sky and see... hope. I think I'll take that first. There's only one path to peace: their extinction."
Well she couldn't have that, could she? She looked up the robot a little more, until she found something big was going down in Sokovia. That had to be good enough. She chugged the rest of her sake and let out a long sight. For being called Earth's mightiest heroes, the Avengers were sure attracting a lot of trouble. She stood up, placing Gandalf on the blanket in her stead and straightening her kimono before using the stone still on her bracelet to get to where all the action was at.
She hadn't expected to find Sokovia in the air, slowly ascending. She cocked her head at the sight, arms crossed and lips pursed. She should have probably researched more, but she doubted she'd understand the science behind it or the reasoning of an AI gone rogue. She flew closer to the edges of the city, still cautious of the whole thing when she heard screaming from her left. There was the good ol' Captain America trying hard to keep two cars from falling over the crumbling edge. She was already flying towards them when the cars slipped forward and a second later she was beneath one of the cars, stopping it midair. The other one flew past her, but there was no one in it anymore. As she flew up towards the edge, she saw the Captain and Thor looking strangely at her, car held overhead. She placed it on the ground with a thud, the family inside scurrying away to safety.
"What are you doing here?" The God of Thunder sounder almost panicked. She eyed him curiously, eyebrow raised. He had been missing from a few of the heroes' fights with the AI, but she hadn't taken it as anything. Those reports were mostly speculations and hearsay anyway, but there was something strange about him, something different.
"Well, that's a nice way to thank me. I should just go, let you guys handle... this." Annoyance was seeping through her every word as she gestured towards the edge of the road, large chunks still falling away.  He glared at her and turned to walk away.
"Go ahead, we don't need you."
"Actually we could really use all the help we could get." The Captain chimed in, looking her up and down before nodding once more. "Don't think this gets you off the hook for the Tsseract though."
"One crisis at a time, right?" She winked at them and darted towards the sky where a flock of robots were coming in, smashing them to pieces with her bare fists. They looked like the Ultron fellow, but not quite and she figured if she killed the brain the minions would follow. Wasn't quite sure what the floating country would do in that scenario... hopefully descend back in it's place painfully slow. She was scouring the place, punching robots and occasionally helping people to safety when the blonde god turned up again, his hammer getting a robot that had snuck behind her and the two kids she was leading away from the street and into the carrier. She turned towards him, the kids running toward who she assumed were their parents.
"I could have handled it."
"Sure you did."
They smacked a bunch more of the metal pests, their supply seemingly endless. He got quite a few at a time with his hammer and she observed his tactics and tried mimicking a few. She was strong, but had little experience in actual fighting. So as he grabbed a mini-Ultron and swung him at his brethren she copied the move, a little squeal of excitement leaving her lips. She knew how to punch stuff, that wasn't hard, but it was actually kind of fun to smash things in style. They were back to back again, robots swarming around and Evelyn got that deja vu feeling.
"This reminds me of New York." She offered the god a cheerful smile, but his scowl seemed to only deepen. Had she lain insult on him and his family somehow? Was his ego that bruised over not retrieving the damn glowing stone from her? "So, would you fill me in on what's happening around here? I seemed to have misplaced my earpiece." She was met with more silence from the man, albeit they were busy tearing robots apart. Still, it bothered her she had no idea if there was a plan in sight or not. They were evacuating the civilians, so things were not looking good. They were done with the latest batch of Ultron's spawns and she flew away from him. No need to ponder on what was going in that pretty head of his, not her problem.
She made her way to across Sokovia, smashing and punching robots here and there, but still no sight of Ultron. She was about to search for any other Avenger besides Thor to get some information, when she stumbled upon the archer, Hawkeye, with a kid in his arms. A ship came in sight, guns drawn, before she could even open her mouth to ask any question. Now, she had very little experience with any of the mess she found herself in, crazy AI and floating chunks of earth, but that aircraft screamed trouble. It started firing but she was on it, picking up a long metal pole, probably from a street light, and throwing it like a javelin. It hit the guns straight on, but not before she got hit in the shoulder.
The next couple of minutes were a blur. For all her strength, she was a bit of a baby when actual pain hit her. Or perhaps she had gotten too used to not feeling it. She had gotten hurt in New York as well and at her mansion a few days before, but those were scratches and bumps compared to whatever was happening to her then. Blood was soaking her kimono, so it was probably not pretty. She didn't quite dare look.
What she remembered came in flashes. A white haired man appearing out of nowhere and stumbling before them, right leg bloody. Hawkeye helping her and the man to the carrier, the three collapsing on the floor. She remembered hearing thunder like never before, right before Sokovia was blown to bits. And she remembered Thor coming on the carrier, all wet. Even with all the blood loss she would have still teased him a little, if not for the surprise and concern in his steel blue eyes when they landed on her. Her breath caught in her throat at the sight, her patchy vision focusing only on him.
And then he took a step towards her and she blinked away.
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Thor: Senza parole - Endgame Spoiler [ITA]
SPOILER E TANTO, TANTO RANT.
Per il fandom italiano. Siete avvisati, qui sotto mi scaglio contro Chris e tutti quelli che han permesso questa merda di avere spazio, origine, fine. Se amate il Chris odierno, come è diventato, se amate Ragnarok, se amate Waititi, NON LEGGETE OLTRE. Non voglio flame, non voglio un cavolo. E’ un mio rant, sul mio blog.
Sono qui, seduta sul divano di casa, un’ora dopo aver scritto in capslock tutto il mio schifo al mio migliore amico e alla @lasimo74allmyworld , così come ho scritto qualcosina a @piccolaromana . E sono ancora incredula rispetto a cosa ho visto.
Sono qui sul divano con una nausea pazzesca, una rabbia assurda e solo un gran senso di schifo e ribrezzo su cosa Chris Hemsworth, Waititi (eh sì, perché lui c’è sempre di mezzo quando si parla di stronzate) e i Russo hanno avuto il coraggio di propinarci. 
Questo non sarà un sunto di Endgame, lo farò poi. Questo sarà un vomitare fango perché ne ho bisogno, ne ho assolutamente bisogno, ora, a caldo, perché quello che ho visto ha rischiato di farmi uscire dalla sala dopo 30 minuti dall’inizio del film.
Sono riusciti a distruggere l’unica cosa buona di Thor in Infinity War. Ovvero cosa era diventato. Tolta la prima mezzora, ove si prende la sua meritata vendetta in un modo stupido, ci ritroviamo davanti ad un INSULTO a tutto il fandom di Thor, a tutto il franchise, a chi ha ideato il personaggio per l’MCU (leggasi Branagh). Ci troviamo davanti ad un BUFFONE.
Ma stiamo scherzando? New Asagard in Norvegia come villaggio di pescatori, con i superstiti del popolo Asgardiano lasciati a loro stessi, con Val che informa Banner che Thor si mostra in pubblico solo una volta al mese per recuperare la birra.
Si apre uno scenario con un Thor alcolizzato, panzone, che gioca a Fortnite con Korg. Ragazzi, ma veramente? MA VERAMENTE, PORCA PUTTANA? E se la ride. Un buffone alcolizzato, trasandato, che straparla, che... Che risulta il cretino del gruppo poi, man mano che la trama va avanti.
Non un cenno al fottuto fratello morto, non un cenno al gesto di Heimdall. Cambio di personalità completa, un ridicolizzare il personaggio per puro piacere di ridicolizzarlo. Se vi lamentavate di Ragnarok, non potete immaginare la MERDA che sia il personaggio di Thor in questo dannato film. 
Io non so che cazzo sia successo nella mente di Chris, come abbia potuto cagare così nel piatto dove ha mangiato per 10 fottuti anni, Come Faige abbia potuto permettere ciò! 
Dove sono i valori di Thor? Il Thor dell’MCU non è così. E’ un dannato principe destinato a diventare Re. Gli han tolto la madre, ha perso suo padre, LOKI E’ MORTO PER LUI, Heimdall è morto difendendolo. La sua gente è morta. E in 5 anni, tutto quelle che ti ritrovi a fare è giocare a Fortnite con quel cretino di personaggio inutile come la merda, in una catapecchia? E affidare poi il trono, QUEL DANNATO TRONO!, a Val alla fine di tutto e andare a fare il buffone con i Guardiani? 
Chris, io ti stimavo. Ti amavo. Ti ho amato nella tua performance di Thor, di Avengers. Apprezzavo i pregi e difetti di Thor, amavo la sua arroganza, la sua ingenuità, ma amavo anche il cuore di Thor. Amavo come sbagliava, come tentava di rimediare. Come scherzava ed ironizzava. Amavo quanto stesse diventando umano man mano che passava il tempo accanto agli Avengers, come fosse geloso di Midgard, il suo realm protetto. Ho amato TDW, ho amato odiare Thor che nega a Loki di condividere il dolore per la morte di Frigga, perché per quanto sbagliato, ci stava. Era in character in un certo senso. Ho amato come Thor è andato contro il volere di Odino, liberando Loki. Ho amato le lacrime per la morte di tuo fratello in TDW, ho amato la risolutezza di Age of Ultron, ho amato come, sanguinante, ti sei arreso sul corpo inerme di Loki all’inizio di IW. Come urlavi vendetta, in una spirale di fulmini.
Ragnarok è stato un incubo. Ma la conclusione di Ragnarok, intima, con Loki, è stata una delle pochissime cose accettabili e buone di quel film. Quel sorriso di Thor, un sorriso vero, nell’avere suo fratello di nuovo con lui.
In Endgame non esiste più nulla. Il Thor di Endgame non è degno di esistere. Ti ci doveva buttare Loki dalla rupe a Vormir, almeno avresti avuto una degna fine, un’utilità, come gemma dell’anima. E non avresti fatto, Chris, questa figura di merda atomica.
Sono fuori di me. Io, come tanti, che ho sempre amato Loki e Tom sì, ma poco più indietro di lui, tu e Thor vi eravate fatti strada nel mio cuore. Ho iniziato come fan di Iron Man, per poi amare Loki e Thor quasi alla stessa maniera, come un qualcosa d unico, inscindibile.
E invece... Invece hai rosicato Chris. Sei diventato presuntuoso e arrogante. Hai fatto la più grande cazzata che potessi fare. Io ti auguro di essere in pace con te stesso, ma quando la tua avvenenza cesserà di esistere, perché cesserà, e potrai contare solo sulle tue capacità recitative, io sarò seduta qui a guardare il tuo fallimento. Con la morte nel cuore, perché ero affezionata a te, tanto, tantissimo. 
E so che dietro a questa pagliacciata ci siete tu e il tuo egocentrismo. E no, questo non lo accetto. Sono incredula. Non avrei mai pensato di scrivere queste cose e chi mi conosce sa che, in questo momento, mi sta sanguinando il cuore. Perché sto ruolando il tuo personaggio con tanto amore e rispetto. Sto cercando di rendere omaggio a Thor, ma sono arrivata a capire che il fandom tiene più a Thor, che tu al personaggio che ti ha fatto arrivare dove sei.
Non hai rispetto per Thor. Hai distrutto tutto con le tue stesse mani. 
Congratulazioni.
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