#to either stop loki or try to get through to him or try to understand

[mochie85]

Blue Christmas

One-Shots Masterlist | Complete Masterlist | Secret Santa Masterlist

Summary: You ask Loki to give you something special for Christmas. A/N: This is a Secret Santa gift for @divine-knight-hand. I wanted to give you everything you requested, my love, but I already wrote something similar a while ago. For the sake of not sounding repetitive, I altered your request just a little bit. I hope you still like it. However, please check out the other story because it checks off all your points! And is Christmas-themed! Mayari: If You Let Me. Also, sorry for the cringy title. I couldn't think of anything else. Pairing: Loki x Female Reader Word Count: Over 2.7k Warnings: Explicit. Smut. P in V. Jotunn Loki (yes, cuz he's a whole warning!)

You crossed your legs as the last rays of the sun were trickling down on your body. Your book was discarded on the ground as the condensation from your Pina Colada dripped down onto the side table.

Loki had surprised you and whisked you away to the Fiji Islands for Christmas— no more crowded New York streets. No more dirty ice falling onto you from the splash of an oncoming taxicab. And certainly, no more missions and assignments till the New Year.

It had been an exhaustive nineteen-hour flight. Especially since he didn’t tell you anything he was planning. When you came home to your room earlier that day, you were greeted by Loki with two suitcases on either side of him.

“Merry Yuletide, Darling,” he said as he rolled your luggage over to you and kissed you on your lips in greeting.

“Loki- what?”

“No time to explain, we need to leave now in order to catch our flight,” he said ushering you out the door by patting you on the bum. You jumped up with giddiness, planting a lipstick-stained kiss on his cheek. He was always surprising you with little trinkets and excursions.

“Thank you, sir,” you said in a deep voice.

“Ooh, you dangerous nymph. Go on. I need my wits about me till we get on the plane. I can’t have you distracting me.”

“Then, after?” you asked luring him to a sinful promise.

“After,” he promised in the same breathy tone.

That was two days ago. Loki had kept his promise, and then some- inducting you both into the mile-high club several times over.

Now, here you were in a private villa surrounded by an infinity pool that stretched towards the Pacific, watching your godly boyfriend come out of the water. He ran his hands through his hair, combing the droplets from his tresses. Beads fell down the defined lines of his muscles causing you to heat up in the already balmy weather.

The sight of Loki, wet and in nothing but short swim trunks, was enough to make you convulse. You were sure that if Michelangelo had a model for David, it would’ve been Loki. And knowing Loki, you wouldn’t have been surprised if it was him.

He came up to you, lounging on your chair, and shook his wet hair in front of you to tease you. “St-stop!” you laughed as you playfully pushed him before you got completely wet.

“Awe, come on, Darling. I thought you liked me wet?” he charmed as he sat next to you and leaned in for a kiss.

“I have to admit, it is kind of refreshing.” You said as your hands guided themselves around his slick body. “It’s so hot here. I might need something to cool me down,” you tempted.

There was a flash of understanding in his face. Nights of hedonistic pleasure and anticipation of his moods taught you how to read him. If you weren’t so attuned to him- so zealously infatuated with him and his praise over you, you would have missed it. But you didn’t.

“What’s wrong?” you asked.

“Nothing. I just-” he paused for a second, trying to find the right words. “There was a reason why I chose Fiji.”

“You mean, the beautiful waters and sandy beaches weren’t enough of a reason?” you joked.

“It’s in the southern hemisphere. Which means that it’s summer here whilst still cold and winter back home.”

“Why would the season be an issue?”

“Contingency.”

“Contingency, for what?” you asked confused.

“It was about what you wanted for Christmas,” he answered slowly. Confusion still clouding your memory. Little bits and pieces of a long-forgotten conversation nipped at your mind as you tried to piece together what you had asked him to give you.

As if to remind you, Loki raised his hand and cupped your face. As he did so, his fingers turned a beautiful shade of blue. It was fair, yet sharp. It reminded you of the color of blue thistles on a cold afternoon.

As he touched your cheek, a shiver ran down your skin making you shudder for the first time since you arrived. Realization struck you as you remembered the conversation you two had a month ago.

“I think I know what I want for Christmas,” you lured him in. “And what is that, my Darling?” Loki said absentmindedly while looking through his mission briefing. “You." “You already have me,” he scoffed, placing a kiss on your forehead. “I meant…all of you…the other you…” you trailed silently. Loki looked at you bewildered. There were many nights he had dreamt of taking you in his other form, wondering how you would react to him. He’s postponed showing you this long because he was afraid of his feral nature. He would be at the mercy of his urges and base needs. Loki wasn’t quite sure how to ease you into that new situation. Would he be too much for you? Knowing your adventurous spirit, you wouldn’t mind having his beastly side take you. “Why, you little nymph. Now, why would you want to see that side of me, hmm?”

Excitement bubbled up inside you. “Loki, I-” you started, but he quickly put a finger to your lips to quiet you.

“I want this, Darling. And I want it with you. So, if at any point in time, you want to stop, you know our safe word.” You nodded your head enthusiastically and Loki chuckled. “But I should let you know, that…there was a reason why I’ve waited this long to show you. I become somewhat different when I change. Jotunns, in their very nature, are severe. Harsher. They have to be, to live in the climate they do, and survive.”

You sat there, fervently hanging onto every word Loki was saying. “We relied upon each other for strength, for warmth, basic needs…” Loki trailed off, tracing your lower lip with his cold finger.  “You can imagine the creativity we had in finding ways to keep our blood warm and stave off the frigid climate.” You nodded solemnly at his words as if they were gospel.

“If we do this, I need you to be in control. Do you understand me, Darling?” he asked, inching closer to you. You felt a shiver run down your body. You focused on his eyes as his lips weaved a spell for you to follow. “I won’t know how much is too much. How rough is too rough.”

Loki grabbed your hips and sat you on his lap. The sudden move made you yelp into his arms. “Sorry, my dear. You see, I’m already too excited. My body is reacting to you.” He ran his nose up and down your neck. His cold hands encircled your back, caging you on top of him. “I’ve wanted to take you like this for so long.” His hands entwined themselves with your hair and pulled as his lips met yours in a crushing kiss.

You held on tightly, with your legs wrapped around his waist, as Loki stood up and walked both of you to the edge of your bed. When he broke the kiss, you heard him moan before he continued to suck a bruise onto your neck.

You felt his body change. The hairs atop your skin began to stand as the temperature began to drop. The once-sweltering heat that prickled your skin was replaced by the cool tingles of his touch. It surrounded you and enveloped you in a cold caress. You finally understood the need for a warmer climate. With a slight force, he released you from him, falling onto the soft mattress below.

That was when you had your first glimpse of his true self. The beautiful shade of blue you had seen earlier spread throughout his body. His form was somehow sharper, more jagged. Yet still soft and giving. He had markings defined by fine lines and grooves. They traced over his muscles and sinew, highlighting the best parts of himself. You followed them with your eyes as it led your stare down to his protruding cock. Your jaw went slack as you noticed how hard he was for you already.

Loki watched you appraise him. Your wanton eyes grew darker, and your breathing got quicker. His senses picked up every reaction that your body was going through. He was prepared to confront your fear or disgust, but he couldn’t see that in your face. Instead, he saw hunger and need. He could smell your desire growing for him and it made him feral. He wrapped his hands around his shaft, stroking himself to the sight of you, ready and waiting on his bed.

Loki felt ravenous as he knelt over you on top of the sheets. He spread your legs apart, seating himself in between the warmth of your thighs. His heavy cock resting atop your wet cunt. His hands eagerly tore up your swimsuit as they explored and venerated your body. His lip’s sole mission was to mark bruises where his hands had trailed, following the chill of his touch.

“…Loki…”

“Shh, Darling. I won’t hurt you. Unless you want me to,” he winked as he nipped the underside of your breast. Too many emotions. Too many thoughts. They were swirling at the forefront of his mind wanting to be said. His desire for you was overwhelming him.

In this form, he felt more primal. His emotions were stronger and almost frightening, but all he felt was fire. Everywhere. An all-consuming heat that wouldn’t dissipate until he had claimed you. His need for you was never as aggressive as it was right now. If he wasn’t careful, he knew he could easily hurt you. He needed you to be in control.

“Don’t stop,” you begged him.

“And what would you have me do my Darling?” he breathed onto your skin. “Tell me, and I will comply.” Loki was giving you the green light. The authority to take over because he wasn’t sure if he could be gentle enough not to harm you.

Oh, but the fire. The fire inside him wouldn’t relent. “Shall I force my cock down your throat till you gag for me to stop?” he suggested with a grin. You bit your lip and moaned as the image took hold in your mind. You moved your hips involuntarily, rubbing against his hefty shaft.

“Maybe I’ll edge you for the rest of our stay. Keep you here tied to our bed, my little slave, until I’ve properly bred you.” Loki seized your lips and held you down on the bed. His cold hands capture your wrist in an icy grip.

“S’cold,” you gritted.

“You can take it. You don’t mind a little bit of frostbite. Don’t you, my love?” He ground his hips as he bit into the soft flesh of your shoulder, leaving teeth marks in their wake. You felt his hard cock rub against your sensitive nub. It elicited the most erotic noise from your lips. Loki fought to keep his composure. With every moan you made, it got harder and harder for him to control his urges.

“I thought this was supposed to be my Christmas present,” you sighed, regaining some form of authority and clarity. You intertwined your fingers with his and signaled him to turn over with your hip. You pushed his shoulders down onto the bed as you straddled his waist.

Loki looked up at you in all your glory. Your beautiful face shining down with love and adoration was enough to heal the worry and anxiety he was feeling. “I want to admire my present,” you pouted as your eyes took all of him in.

His mischievous smile broke through as he raised his arms and placed his hands behind his head. “As you wish,” he hissed as the corded muscles in his biceps swelled.

You traced his beautiful blue markings down from his arms to his pecs. “You’re beautiful,” you whispered absent-mindedly, getting lost in the exploration of his body. Loki blushed at your words. He had never heard that word describe his Jotunn form before and it ignited a warm glow inside of him. Different than the fire, but still heated.

You leaned over him as your study led you to his neck and handsome face. You traced his dark lips as he opened them. His bright ruby eyes concentrated on you. “I love my present,” you whispered before you gently kissed him. “Thank you.”

Loki deepened the kiss, his tongue invading yours, as he wrapped his arms around you once again. His cold touch left a trail of goosebumps as he squeezed and grabbed your ass. He raised you slightly with one hand. And with the other, he guided himself into your entrance. The slick of your arousal coating the tip of his hard cock. “Are you ready for me?” he grunted. You nodded your head, keeping your lips on his, not wanting to break contact.

He thrust deep into your body. His heels held on against the mattress of the bed. He held your hips stable as he continued to drive upwards slowly- savoring how snug you were around him.  Every pull of your tight pussy made him moan your name. “…yes…”  he whined.

You sat up, holding onto his shoulders for support. “I need you, Loki,” you pleaded. Your nails dug into his dark skin as your hips took over his strokes. “…deeper…faster…”

“Take me then, Darling. Use me.” He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He wanted to do this for you. To be good for you. With each push of your hips, he unraveled each time. Crowning to a tight knot in his abdomen.

You waited patiently for him to open his eyes and see the love and pride you had for him. When he did, you were met with an intense sparkle of carmine. Desire and vulnerability shone through, swirling in his gaze. His brows furrowed with pleasure as he bit his lip. “…oh, fuck…” he cried.

You moved faster. Your swollen clit rubbed against his dark curls adding to the already heightened pleasure you were building. You took his hands from your hips and guided them up your body. You placed them over your bouncing tits and he squeezed- rubbing your hardened nipple with his thumb.

“That’s my good little whore,” he gasped. “You like it rough don’t you?” You squeezed tighter around him in answer and Loki couldn’t stop the wolfish grin on his face.

He swallowed thickly watching you enjoy his touch. “Loki” you screamed. The only indication that you had reached your climax and was about to topple over. You trembled over his body screaming his name over and over as you came down from your bliss.

“Don’t stop, Darling.” He pushed harder into you. “Ride me,” he commanded. Loki watched as you clenched around his hard cock- disappearing into your wet folds. The sight was enough to make him tremble.

God, he was so much bigger in this form. You had to push hard to meet the hilt of his shaft. You raised your hips and dipped back down eliciting the deepest groan fleeing his lips. “That’s a good girl,” he whispered. “Fuckin’ good girl.” His head tilted back and the desire to claim you came back. He had to take you faster. Harder.

He dug his heels back into the mattress and slammed his hips upwards. The gasping air leaving your lungs, the wicked moans filling his ears. All of it coerced him to cum inside you- finally releasing his pent-up yearning. Loki couldn’t stop the moans or praises leaving his lips. Your name peppered in with teasing curses and praises.  “You always know how to make me feel good, don’t you, pet?” he prized as he took a deep breath to steady his exhaustion.

“Mmm, yes sir.” You kissed him ardently, taking his breath away from his already spent lungs. You trailed your kisses down to his neck and onto his panting chest. Each kiss made your lips tingle and chilly.

“We should probably get ready for dinner. What say you, my love?”

“Hmm? Maybe in a while…I’m not done playing with my Christmas gift yet.” You responded as your lips traveled further down towards his already hardening cock.

Loki smiled as he closed his eyes, savoring the feel of your warm tongue on his cool skin. “In a while,” he repeated. “Fuck…in a while.”

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[darknight3904]

Reunions and Lemonade

Masterlist / Main Masterlist

S.H.I.E.L.D.'S Helicarrier 2012

    "Hello, Astri. It's been a while hasn't it?" 

Astri didn't speak as she stepped closer to the glass that separated her from Loki. His hair was long, and greasier than usual. He seemed a bit paler than Astri had remembered but it could have been the harsh lightning that shone above him. He wore his usual gold armor and green leathers, it seemed slightly different and less ornate than the set he had when they last saw each other. He had also added a bit more leather on his shoulders, perhaps in a bid to look more intimidating?

   "I believe an apology is in order." She said once she was in front of him

   "For what? I do not regret killing those Midgardians. They are but mere steps on my path to greatness. I am burdened with glorious purpose, I don't expect anyone to understand how I-" 

   "No, you fool. You punched me so hard last time we saw each other, you broke my nose." Astri huffed, sitting down in a chair that was placed in front of the glass. 

Loki also took a seat on the bench that was in his cell, his eyes bore into Astri's as they both stared. 

   "Yes, well, for that I also feel no remorse," Loki said with a grin 

   "Yeah alright, you've become a terrible liar," Astri said 

   "And what of you? We reunite and you seem to have no intention of telling me about Aesir. Of how he won your affections so quickly in the markets." Loki seethed 

Was he jealous? He couldn't possibly be...right? 

   "Did Thor tell you? Or are you going through my mind? I could've sworn I learned how to block others years ago." Astri asked 

   "Oh my dear brother didn't spill your secrets and you did successfully lock me out of your mind in your little teaching sessions with my mother years ago. Your mental walls are strong but there are chinks in your armor, especially when you sleep." Loki explained 

   "So you were in my mind as I slept...wow you've turned into a real creep, Loki." Astri poked 

   "Maybe I have but that's not why you're here," Loki said 

   "And why am I here?" Astri asked observing how sweat seemed to be gathering on his face rather quickly

   "The Black Widow wants more information on me. Thor and that band of idiots want the Tesseract. And you've become their messenger because they think a familiar face I once found pretty will work on me." Loki said 

      "You think I'm pretty? How sweet, Loki." Astri smiled, she refused to let him get the best of her with that silver tongue of his. She knew his ploys, he'd try and insult her enough that she'd leave him alone. 

   "If you want to know, I am here for all those reasons but I'm also here for myself. Firstly, I want an apology about my nose, I spent a full 3 days not being able to use it to breathe. Secondly, I want you to call off this army I'm hearing about." Astri said 

   "You'll be leaving this room disappointed." Loki said, "I won't be giving you either." 

   "I figured you'd say something like that." Astri sighed "Let's talk about something else other than my desires." 

Loki eyed her suspiciously, Astri could tell his mind was dancing, trying to figure out how to get her to stop whatever game she might have started. 

     "What do think the people of Midgard will think when you tear open their skies and rain an alien army down on them? Do you think they'll bow to you the way Asgard bows to your father?" She asked 

   "He's not my father," Loki mumbled, barely audible 

   "What was that? Speak up, that punch you gave me a year ago messed with my ears." She joked 

   "HE'S NOT MY FATHER!" Loki yelled, suddenly getting up and crossing his cage to stand in front of her 

   "Your rage is going to rip you apart," Astri said calmly, not flinching at Loki's outburst

   "What I do with my rage should not concern you. The humans will bow to me by the time I am done laying waste to New York."  Loki said oddly calm

   "And then?" Astri asked 

   "And then I rule. As I was born to." He said 

   "What? Is that the glorious purpose you speak of?" She teased 

   "Yes. I will have my throne." He said harshly

Loki seemed very passionate about this throne he was owed. Astri knew it was due to years of being lied to and his life in Thor's shadow. Time for another subject change. 

   "Do you remember when we danced at the winter solstice? I had a blue dress on and you said I was stunning in it?" She asked 

   "I do," Loki said, unsure of where she was going 

   "I don't know what you were thinking then but do you want to know what was going through my mind?" Astri asked 

She was met with silence as Loki held eye contact. 

   "I wished for the moment to never end." She admitted 

   "Is that supposed to convince me to tell you I'll stop my army and go back to Asgard with you?" Loki sneered 

   "No, it's not. I was just wondering if you ever wanted to make memories like that again. Even now when I think about it I feel more peaceful. Don't you wish for peace like that again?" She asked 

   "Silence is not peace, Astri." Loki pointed out 

   "I'm aware." She responded 

Silence enveloped the pair as Astri's gaze fell to the floor. She could feel Loki's eyes on her. Her eyes shot up to the thing Natasha had said would allow everyone else to be able to see and hear them. Her hand glowed and the soft beeping from the device indicated she had disabled whatever it was. She stood, walking towards Loki who was still at the glass. Astri took a deep breath and focused. She stepped carefully through the glass, finally close to Loki. 

   "You're not truly here?" Loki asked reaching his hand out so it brushed hers 

   "No. I'm surprised you didn't notice earlier. I learned a new form of astral projection that can travel over longer distances and allow me to interact with objects around me." She explained, "I wasn't expecting to be able to get through the glass so easily though."

Loki didn't say anything as she rested her forehead on his chest and took his hand in hers. 

   "This doesn't change anything." Loki whispered "You should go. You took their equipment out, they'll be here soon." 

   "I know..." Astri sighed "Come home...come home to me, I swear to you we'll make everything right." 

   "I can't." Loki said, "I have duties here, and returning home would be bringing dishonor to you and my mother. I am an outcast, a monster, you said it yourself." 

   "You're not a monster, you're not, I never meant it." Astri said, raising her head to look at Loki again, " I don't care about dishonor or duties, I just care about you." 

A loud bang on the door started Astri and Loki as they jumped apart. Astri's magic was swirling, holding the door shut as she heard angry shouts from Thor and the Midgardians. 

   "Tell me where the Tesseract is...I swear on my life you will go home without a mark on you." Astri begged 

Loki's eyes looked at the door where sparks were flying, Tony Stark must be cutting the door down. 

   "You should take your leave, Astri." He advised stepping back, "I'll send you word once I have conquered this planet."

The sound of the door being kicked in had Astri's guard up. She made eye contact with Thor briefly before Stark's mechanic voice ordered her to step away from Loki. 

   "Loki, please..." She pleaded, tears escaping from her eyes.

The angry shout of Fury rang in her ears once more and she opened her eyes to find the ceiling of her chamber staring back at her She was home again, without Loki, and she felt emptier than ever. 

   "Don't you think the Rock of Ages looks a little upset?" Stark asked from outside of the cage, whatever technology he wore, he was able to use it to repair the camera without even stepping inside his cage.

   "Astri and Loki have a special bond, they've always been very close. I can not imagine what she said to him with that device off, but I'm sure he is thinking deeply about it." His "brother" explained, looking at him

   "By special bond you mean relationship? Because those two seemed head over heels for each other before she cut the camera." The spangled man said 

   "You all ought to stop speaking on matters you know nothing about," Loki interjected 

His comment was ignored as the Midgardians and Thor left him alone once more. Loki couldn't still couldn't believe how ethereal Astri had looked when she spoke to him. Her new style of armor had glittered wonderfully when she passed through the glass that had separated them. With the golden accents she had chosen, Loki couldn't help but wonder if they were for him. Astri's hair was the same as Loki remembered, long and slightly wavy. His mind kept replaying his interaction with Astri. They hadn't seen each other in a year and one of the first things she did was call him a fool. Perhaps she was right, maybe he was a fool a fool who would prove his worth soon enough. Her opinion wouldn't matter once he had his throne.

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Asgard 2012

"So it's over?" Astri asked

   "Yes, Thor has Loki and the Tesseract. They plan to return shortly, the one who calls himself Iron Man is taking them to eat at a Midgardian place. I can summon you when the moment they return." Heimdall responded, "Although I do think Odin will want words with Loki first."

   "Don't trouble yourself, I'll see Loki when I feel like it. If you could send Thor to me that would be appreciated." Astri said

   "Of course, my lady." Heimdall nodded

   "Thank you for everything, Heimdall." Astri smiled before mounting her horse and heading back to the castle.

She and Heimdall had just spent the last few hours together. Heimdall was watching Thor and Loki on Midgard and Astri listened to his explanations, awaiting some form of good news. The best news she had gotten was that Loki had been stopped and attacked by some green thing that called its self Hulk. Heimdall had described the scene and it ended with Loki incapacitated on the ground. Astri never wanted to meet the creature that could do that much damage to Loki who normally had a million backup plans and tricks up his sleeve to avoid such treatment.

A heavy-handed knock at her door pulled her from her thoughts.

   "Special delivery." Thor's voice sang as he pushed the door open "Heimdall said you wanted to see me."

   "Yes, I did. What is in your hand?" Astri asked looking at the brown paper bag that Thor was holding

   "Oh, when we were done beating Loki up we went to this Midgardian food place. Stark called it Shawarma, it was so good I got some to bring back to you, and a wonderful drink that's a bit sour, Steve, he's the one in red and blue said it's called lemonade." Thor said handing her the still-warm bag.

They sat on Astri's balcony as Thor eagerly awaited Astri's opinion on the food and drink he had brought back.

   "So what do you think?" Thor asked

   "It's quite wonderful. I like the drink's sweetness." Astri said truthfully.

   "Of course you do! I offered some to Loki but he got angry, started cursing at me, and then he called me fat so I had to put his muzzle back on." Thor sighed

    "You put what on him?" Astri asked nearly choking on her food

   " After we defeated him, he decided to mock Steve and wouldn't stop his rude comments so I put this on him," Thor explained pulling a silver muzzle from his belt.

   "Oh." Astri smiled, at least he was still himself.

They sat in silence as Astri finished her food and sipped from the paper cup.

    "Do you know what will happen to him?" Astri asked when she was done.

   "No, I wish I did...Father will sentence him after the winter solstice has passed but I doubt his prospects are any good. I hope my Mother will be able to lessen whatever punishment is dealt out." Thor said

Astri slowly nodded, trying to absorb Thor's words.

   "Do you ever wish you could just...go back in time and stop all the bad things from happening?" She asked

   "All the time." Thor sighed 

End of Part One 

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[guardian-ange]

mobius' character development from big picture to selfish (as a foil to loki) // loki s2e6 spoilers

As a secondary character, we don’t usually get to investigate mobius’ motivations fully— from the start especially in s1 his whole drive is for the “greater good,” even as his understanding of the greater good changes (apart from following loki around like a puppy)

In the time theater we finally got a more personal reason why— he had to learn to prioritize the big picture above all else through his own story with the 8 year old because he’s seen and experienced the consequences firsthand. and this as the heart of his drive is part of what makes him a great agent-- his singlemindness

But at the “what the shit are you doing” lapel grab, loki said “trust me” and mobius replied “no.” And this clearly isn’t because mobius doesn’t actually trust loki (if you don’t think they trust each other, we have been watching two different shows hello???)

The following lines, loki’s “i know what i’m doing,” and mobius’ reply “no!” cannot be because mobius doesn’t actually think loki doesn’t know what he’s doing. it’s a denial. Loki up until this point has proven that he knows exactly what he’s doing, and that’s the scary part

But mobius doesn’t stop loki out of concern for “the greater good,” either. We see him consciously make the choice to pull loki in. Why? It’s a fear response. Because in this moment of imminent life-or-death, mobius is finally, selfishly allowing himself to cling to loki

It’s in part because he (rightfully so, as we uhhhh see later) does not trust loki’s sense of self-preservation, that loki is not about to do something rash. Which is part of why loki remains so calm. We know that he’s seen mobius do this (and let him!) countless times— he remains calm and reassuring to give mobius a sense of stability and comfort

So as loki is zooming out and approaching self-sacrificial glorious purpose, mobius is learning how to be selfish. which is oddly enough not only more like loki, but sylvie too— after all, they’re the two at the blast doors crying for loki to prioritize himself over the greater good, even though both of their motivations until now have been much more big-picture

(i could probably get into how mobius and sylvie are the same in this respect, and how it works for mobius while sylvie falls flat, but that's for another time)

In the end, mobius returns to his timeline because in learning selfishness, he’s trying to "go "return" to what he thinks he wants. He’s unfulfilled watching don because he realizes that a quiet, divorced life (alone) with his kids is not actually what mobius wants.

What does mobius want? Well, it’s not about what, it’s about who

mostly copy + pasted from my twitter (@spices_n_crises)

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[lokisprettygirl]

Lose me to Love you (Loki x Female Reader) (AU) (18+)

Read Chapter 12 here / Series Masterlist

Chapter 13

Summary: Loki kissed you and now he can't stop kissing you. A life changing offer might comes your way.

Warning: Kissing, Extreme dark themes, Sexual abuse, physical abuse, public sex, Rough violent sex, 18+, Steamy stuff, age difference ,Rough language, mention of suicide, talk of virginity and slut shaming, manipulative behaviour, mention of trauma, smut, toxic relationship between main characters. Dark themes, cult stuff.

"I'm scared Lolo" your eyes brimmed with tears as you looked at him. You stood at the gates of the orphanage where you were supposed to live now, they said that momy died and she won't come back, you didn't want to believe them but lolo said the same thing and you always believed him.

"I know sweet buttons..but I'll come see you okay? You'll be safe here I promise" he was on his knees to match your height, he wanted to see you one last time before you go in there, they told him that he wasn't allowed to meet you or even talk to you from now on, not until you're an adult. Something about trauma bonding and how it could be damaging for both of you were their reasons but Steve promised him that he'll keep an eye on you and inform him if something goes wrong.

You hugged him tightly and he wiped his tears before you could see them.

"You promise you'll come see me?" You asked him, making his heart clench.

"I'll do my best sweetheart, I promise I'll do my best and you'll always have me..never forget" He said to you so you nodded. The warden lady took your hand and started to walk away, you didn't truly understand that feeling of walking away from him but now you knew it was your first heartbreak.

As he entered the apartment you looked at him, you were in the kitchen making dinner. Did he get your message? He must have, you didn't check to see if he read it or not, you felt so nervous after sending it, you just wanted him to come back and forget about everything that had happened in the past few days  because you really didn't want him to be upset with you or push you away more. You shouldn't have said those things to him either, you had no right.

"Dinner is almost ready" you mumbled as he walked into the kitchen, you could feel his eyes on you, he grabbed your arm and turned you towards him, your eyes teared up immediately.

"Why were you scared?" He asked you softly as his thumb brushed over your cheekbones while his forefingers caressed your nape.

"Just ..don't want to be alone..don't want to be without you Daddy" you could barely whisper as you felt your throat tightening, his eyes teared up too, you were eager to fall back into the toxicity you both shared before, you were willing to sacrifice your happiness for him and that's what pierced through his cold stone heart. He can't hurt you like that anymore, he never wanted to, he had done enough, he always fucked those women and shoved them in your face because you did the same to him, you always told him about your dates and how many times you got fucked to piss him off, now he knew that you were just trying to make him jealous and hurt him because he was hurting you. 

"Yeahh?" He whispered in a questioning manner, he placed his fingers of the other hand on your chin and made you look up at him then he leaned down to kiss your forehead.

"Mmhmmm I'm sorry for what I said" 

"I am sorry too baby" your eyes flickered as he said that, he hardly ever apologized to you and whenever he did you knew he meant it truly, it wasn't just a senseless word for him to calm down the situation.

"It's okay..thank you for coming back..let's just..forget about the last few days okay?" He smiled but then he shook his head, leaving you all perplexed and wide eyed.

"I don't want to forget..I want to remember" he pressed his lips on yours and kissed you tenderly, making you gasp into his mouth, you weren't expecting that "Want to remember what happened between us so I can treat you better" your heart skipped several beats at once at the confession, you got on your tippy toes and flung your arm around his neck to kiss him passionately.

He lifted you up as he kissed you back he felt as if he was starving for a taste even though it hasn't even been twenty four hours since he had kissed you last. He put you down on the counter as his tongue slipped past your lips, you sucked on the tip of his tongue like a candy and you could feel your whole existence falling apart, his every little touch sent shivers down your spine and you wanted more, you wanted everything. The word obsessed couldn't suffice what you felt for him.

"Wow" you whispered as he pulled away for a moment, his lips traveled down from your jaw to the side of neck, he sucked on your skin softly while you sat there panting and breathing heavily like a sodden whore "Is this going to be a regular thing because I love it" you smiled as you pressed your face between the crook of his neck to inhale his intoxicating scent. Four years of torture and he finally had you on his mercy. 

He didn't know how long this feeling would last for you, it took Jolene a while to lose interest in him, not sexually but definitely romantically, the mirage was broken everytime he unveiled a layer of his past and the mystery that surrounded him. With you however at least he knew that you knew he had issues, you knew about his past, at least some of it and you still wanted this, it gave him hope.

The dinner burned because he didn't stop kissing you, he pulled away everytime he needed you two to breathe, but in the meantime his mouth traveled to other places and every touch of his lips made you drip more and more. 

"Ohhh goddd" you whispered as he wrapped your legs around his waist, you could feel his bulge rubbing between your legs and you wanted to hump against him like a slut who has been edged for years. 

"God doesn't exist sweetheart but you can chant my name instead" the deep rumbling voice came right from his chest, he could ruin you just by using that voice on you. He took you to the bedroom and laid you down and then he kissed you again, seconds turned into minutes and none of you wanted to stop but he didn't want to take you like this either. Not so soon, not so frivolously when you have kept yourself untouched just for him. He wanted to treat you so good but he didn't know how, he wasn't a gentle lover.

He tried it with Jolene and it felt good in the moment but as soon as his orgasm washed over him he felt extremely pathetic, he felt disgusted by himself, he felt weak, he could see his father asking his slaves to lash him for being such a frail boy, he felt their floggers ripping his flesh open ,burning his skin, and as soon those memories hit him he wanted her to hurt him so he could feel better, she obliged sometimes but other times his requests bothered her so much that she'd just get up and leave him to sleep in the other room, and as soon as she'd leave he'd cry himself to sleep because he felt so rotten from the core. 

He didn't want to ruin you like that because if he would then you'd leave him too and he didn't think he was strong enough to lose his sweet buttons.

"You're lost" you caressed his scalp with your fingers and he snapped back to reality, he propped himself on his elbows and laid on his side next to you so you turned towards him too.

"Just thinking about this" you smiled as he said that.

"What changed your mind?" you bit on your lips as you mumbled, your fingers played with the chest hair peeking out of his dark green t-shirt.

"That text you sent" 

"What about it?" 

"Just you willing to do that for me, I don't want to hurt you darling" he leaned down to kiss your forehead. He really didn't want to but he knew that he'd hurt you one way or another.

"I know " 

"But I will" 

"I know" you answered as you understood what he meant, he didn't just mean that in an emotional sense but sexual too.

"You don't know" 

"I do..but it doesn't matter..I'm yours to hurt" 

"Shhhh don't say that" he whispered as he kissed you again, a sick perverted part of him felt turned on by that statement, you wanting him to hurt you, asking him to mark you, blood rushed to his cock at the way you just wanted to serve yourself to him no matter what. You pulled on his hair slightly and he moaned in your mouth, you knew he liked hurting and being hurt during sex but you were not going to do that to him, not in the ways he was used to being hurt, he never talked to you about it but you knew he was abused as a child, physically, mentally and sexually. You knew that's how he developed this need to feel pleasure through extreme pain but you won't allow him to punish himself like that forever. 

"It's okay.. it's okay.. I promise it's okay..I'll take care of you, we will be okay. Youuu and meee for life. Right?" Yours eyes became moist and so did his as you said that.

"You and me for Life. I promise, I'll never let go, I'll never leave you" 

The next morning he woke you up with tender kisses, you bathed together and he fed you, then he kissed you again before he took you to the set, you couldn't focus on the work because your thoughts were interrupted by the man of your dreams who continued to give you "I want to kiss you right now" eyes, as soon as the director yelled cut and you got a few minutes of break he grabbed your hand and took you to a secluded corner of the set, in a second you found yourself pressed against the walls and trapped between his body. 

"I couldn't focus at all, I got yelled at by Nick" Nick was your director and he wasn't happy with you today.

"Mmmhmm want me to beat him up for you?" You moaned into his mouth as he said that.

"Noooo I think we should let him go since it's my fault " you chuckled so he pulled away and cupped your cheeks.

"Focus on the work darling, we can do this at home, it's just you and me there..be a good girl for me yeah?" 

"Yeahhh daddy" You kissed him feverishly and then you stopped because of this one thought that continued to bother you.

"Are you going to fuck other women still? Because Karina from the crew is waiting in line" Your eyes teared up as you questioned him, he did it before but at least you didn't know how it felt to have him suck onto yours lips this way, you didn't know how good he tasted or what a fine kisser he was, you have been jealous of women in his life for as long as you could remember so even just the thought of him still wanting to fuck someone else filled you with extreme contempt and sadness.

"Do you want me to?" He smirked as he questioned so you tried to unhook your legs but he grabbed them and kept you pinned against the wall "Just joking baby.. the only woman I'm going to touch from now on is you..only you..i promise..i know it won't be easy to trust me but you know I keep my promises" He really did and that's was the one thing he at least liked about himself.

"okayyy..I trust you" 

"Yeah????" 

"Mmmmmm" 

Then he kissed you again. And again. And again.

While you were working he received a call from that casting director that you auditioned for yesterday, he wanted to see you, alone. That never was a good sign, the audition was for a film and it's something you have always wanted to be a part of so he really wanted you to bag this. 

"Something wrong?" You asked him as you caressed his shoulder while he was driving you to the studio where you were meeting the casting guy Stephen.

"He wants to see you.. alone" he sighed as he answered. You knew what it meant, you have been here before. They wanted to see you alone when they wanted you to fuck them.

"Ohh" you felt sad but then you were so giddy with this new development in your personal life that you really didn't care about the professional one at the moment. As you reached the destination you took your seat belt off and climbed over his lap, taking him by surprise but he wasn't complaining

"It's okay..we will get other offers" you mumbled softly as you kissed the tip of his nose "Thank you for always keeping me safe and protected from them, I don't think I have ever told you how much I appreciate not being exploited by every perv out there" you whispered in his ear as your hands rubbed over his crotch.

How could you say something sweet like that and accompany it with such a naughty gesture? He moaned and you felt him hardening at your touch. His hand sneaked inside the shirt you were wearing and you gasped as he touched your bare skin.

"Want to thank me for real? Maybe someday you can show me how you use my briefs to get yourself off" 

"Daddddddy" you gasped at the sudden filth coming out of his mouth but you really wanted to bathe in the said filth.

"Isn't that what you did, hmm? Been thinking about it. Did you wear it while you touched your wet little cunt or you humped yourself against it sweetheart?"

"Ohhh fuckk..the second thing" you palmed his bulge and he let out a shaky breath.

"You're a desperate little slut aren't you? Always craving my attention..well you have it now baby..you have all of my attention on you" You cupped his cheeks to kiss him deeply and he responded with equal intensity but then he pulled away soon after, it still felt like a dream if you were being honest with yourself. "Mmmm we need to stop sweetheart, you have a meeting to attend" he reminded you why you both were there so you tried to calm yourself down, it was harder for him to calm down though. 

As you met the guy he asked to just see you so you looked at Loki and he nodded, you were auditioning for a side role anyways so It didn't really matter. As you went inside the room, there were three other people, one of them was Jane foster, you recognised her, she was a former A lister and was a big name in the industry now as a producer. You were surprised a little to see her, they immediately gave you a a few lines and asked you to enact it, 

"Ummm I'm sorry I'm a little confused..what is happening?" You asked Jane so she smiled at you.

"Y/n I think you are packing a lot of talent in there, I saw your tapes from yesterday and I'm very impressed, that's the script for the main lead, I'd like you to read a line or two for me if you don't mind" she smiled at the end of her sentence so you nodded. 

You felt nervous because you weren't prepared for this, you read the lines and they sent you right away, they said they'll call you in a day or two.

"What's special about her?" As you left, Stephen asked Jane so she smiled.

"I received an anonymous email yesterday and it intrigued me.. remember that psychopath from NYC..that major cult scandal like 12 years ago?" She asked him.

"Ohhh yeah didn't he escape a few days ago?" 

"Exactly..she's that girl from that cult, the last sacrifice thing..she's y/n y/l/n" Stephen's eyes widened in realization, you had changed your last name and that's why he wasn't able to recognise you before.

"The publicity we will get if we launch her is going to be insane.. especially with that psycho on the loose, we can reel in a lot of people by using her tragic past" She smiled at him and he agreed. They just wanted to use you for their own good.

As you came out Loki seemed a little worried, you were in there for a long time.

"What happened?" He asked you so you told him everything and he was surprised too, it's not that he didn't believe in your talent as an actress but he knew how things happened in Hollywood in this day and age, one either needed to sell their soul or have a strong connection to bag such a film, rarely people got big just on the basis of their talent. 

He took you out for dinner first, it felt like a date to you. Then he took you home but he couldn't stop thinking about this, your safety was his responsibility and he had to know if those people had your best interest in heart.

"Lost again" you mumbled in his ears as you climbed on his bed after showering, he smiled as your freshly showered wet half naked body laid on top of him, you just had a tank top on with a pair of booty shorts.

"I'm right here" he pushed your hair aside and grabbed your neck to flip you under him. 

"What if I get this movie? It's going to be a huge deal right?" You asked him, you felt nervous about the possibility, as much as you enjoyed acting you weren't sure if you really wanted to make it that big, considering your past and everything - you knew things will come out if you get famous and you knew he'd be dragged along with it too, that's the last thing you both needed in life, people's judgment.

"It will be..but that's what you want right?" He asked you so you nodded, you always convinced him that you wanted this in life, you wanted to be an actor, to work in films, to be famous and maybe you really did want that but now as he was on top of you, sucking on your lips ever so softly, you wondered if that was really what you craved or needed in life.

"Yeahhh" you lied to him because you didn't think you were supposed to talk about this yet when you two had just started this thing with each other. Besides, it's not as if you'll get the film for sure. 

"You must be tired sweetheart..get your sleep okay? Need a massage?" He asked you softly and your eyes teared up. Yeah you loved him so much it was unreal. 

"Yess pls daddy" you responded so he kissed your forehead before he got off the bed then he came back with hot oil, as soon as his hands rubbed your legs soothingly you couldn't stop yourself from falling asleep, unlike all those times before there was no manipulation involved this time, he truly just wanted to help you relax, and as your little snores reached his ears his eyes softened.

He turned the lights off to lay down next to you and held onto you tightly, he was terrified about everything - this relationship, your feelings about him, That bastard Odin running free in the world, everything made him wish that he was able to hide you two somewhere far away so you'd be safe with him but it wasn't possible. 

As his arms wrapped around you, your sleep got disrupted a little, you felt him pressing soft little kisses on your neck and it made you smile. This was probably the best day of your life, you didn't remember being this happy before.

"I love you my sweet sweet buttons" And the sweet whisper of the forgotten petname as well the love confession made your breath hitch in your chest. Truly the best day ever.

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[theangrykimchi]

Your writing and art are so good! Do you have any little tibits or headcanons for Thorki you would like to share 👉👈

Aaaaaahhhhh Nonny thank you so much 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺 I'm very happy you like them 🥰

Oh my...Getting asked about my headcanons in general always makes me blank out and be like

so I've been trying to think about them for the past day and they refused to resurface 🤦‍♀️

But here we go:

✵I love the idea of Thor having freckles all over his body. They are so light in winter that you can barely see them but when spring comes around they start getting more and more visible because of how much time he spends under the Asgardian (and not) sun, usually shirtless, either training or lazing around. Of course Loki is OBSESSED with them. He loves caressing them with both his fingers and lips, and every winter he can't wait for spring to come around again so they will decorate Thor's body along with his marks on him.

(and I just got a nice image of Thor walking through a field, barefoot and shirtless alla Billy Lee, just enjoying the warmth of the sun and indolently gathering flowers to later braid into Loki's dark hair ugh 😩)

✵Loki for all his smarts and wit and cleverness (yes they are all synonyms I know :p) can actually be really f obtuse sometimes. Exactly like Frigga said to him when he was in the prison in TDW. So one of my HCs is that he is incredibly slow on catching up with his actual feelings for Thor and thinks his obsession and jealousy is for other reasons than the Very Obvious (re: he's in super duper love). It takes him a long while to realise but when he does he's got this enormous *Oh.* moment. Meanwhile Thor has known he's been in love with him (and Loki with him) for years and has probably just been waiting for Loki to catch up because he knows Loki needs to come to his own conclusions at his own pace.

✵The above leads me to Thor being really f patient despite his energetic and enthusiastic character (golden retriever spotted!)—he's willing to wait for Loki for thousands of years if need be. On the other hand Loki had to *learn* patience. He gets a thought and wants to act on it? He needs to act on it *now*! But that doesn't work for mischief and it's the reason why his plans usually fail. He's got an especially short patience with Thor. He wants Thor? He wants him Right The F YESTERDAY! WHAT IS THOR EVEN DOING LOSING TIME INSTEAD OF PAYING ATTENTION TO HIM?? THE AUDACITY!

✵And last one (for now 👀) when they do settle down, tired of fighting for their lives and fighting each other, Thor is very pleased to live a quiet life, do stuff with his hands, build, create and, while Loki also feels good, he also needs to escape sometimes. And he does. Sometimes out of the blue, leaving no note, nothing behind him to indicate where he's gone. Thor knows that, understands that and accepts it, finally stopping to count the days for when Loki will return to him after each time. Loki is never away for long though because not having Thor feels like a part of his body is missing. He always returns home to Thor.

Thanks for the ask Nonny, I really loved it 🥰

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[hanluex]

♡ MY SAVIOR — BRADLEY 'ROOSTER' BRADSHAW

rooster bradshaw x reader | wc : 1k words | content : possible grammar and spelling mistakes, lowercase intended, reader goes through (slight) panic attack, mentions of (possible) animal death, crying | loki’s lines : do y'all know how hard it was to find a nice pic of miles smiling on pinterest jeez 😭 also please drive safely when it’s raining guys

“how does it feel to be an independent person? you don’t have to ask me for a ride anymore!”

rooster inquired through the phone, smiling even though you couldn’t see him.

“roo ...” you trailed off, chuckling. “it’s almost seven months since i got my license. you can stop saying all that every time i say i’m driving.” you smiled to yourself, giddy at how your boyfriend hyped you up, as if it was your first time driving every time you mentioned the fact.

“i’m never gonna stop,” he retorted, feeling childish. “how long will it take you to come? a movie and cuddles awaits.”

“i’m coming! hang up, you are distracting me.” you chuckled, frustrated, as the sky was getting darker and it was hazy to see with the heavy mist. “gosh, it’s like someone turned on a fog machine in here.”

rooster let out a breath, taking a seat on his bed as he made himself comfortable. “i’ll stay on the line until you come. i won’t say anything. you can pretend i’m not there.” his words earned a laugh from you, finding his deals impossible. “be careful and drive safe, my love.”

his term of endearment brought the blood to your cheeks, making you bite your lip to calm yourself. like your boyfriend asked, you were as careful as you could get, slowing your speed as you drove through the shortcut lanes to avoid traffic.

rooster looked up from his book as he heard you softly sing to yourself, something about the rain. he turned his head to the window in his room, straining his ears to hear the pitter patter of the rain get louder as the rainfall increased. rooster went back to reading his book, holding in the urge to tell you to hurry. 

you were in the same state as rooster, trying to drive as quickly as you could because your dearest boyfriend was waiting for you. but alas, the rain was doing no good.

not to misunderstand, you liked the rain! in fact; you loved it — but only when you were in the comfort of your home; the actual home and rooster’s arms.

it was late in the evening, and you relaxed in your seat, trying to enjoy the rain as you sped up your car more on the empty road. suddenly, within the split-second you took to glance at your phone, a cat jumped to the road, startling you as you promptly hit the brakes to not hit the animal.

a strangled scream escaped your lips, scaring rooster, who was listening at the other end of the line. you feared you had hit the kitten, shaking as the rain outside fell at a faster rate, making the roads hard to see through your windshield. and your tear-filled eyes weren’t doing you good either.

“y/n? y/n! what happened?” rooster panicked, unable to understand what was going on. “hey, hey. it’s alright, just tell me. what’s wrong?” he stood from his place, grabbing his phone as soon as he heard quiet sobs come from you.

“it was too foggy and i couldn’t see, and i was so stupid because i wanted to come to you as quickly as i could. and then it started raining, and i still didn’t slow down like an idiot,” you rambled, stammering terribly. “this kitten jumped out of nowhere, and i swear, i hit the brakes, but i didn’t see it go anywhere, and i’m just so scared. rooster, i hit a cat. i swear, i didn’t mean to, i was just—”

rooster was already grabbing his coat and putting on his shoes, ready to run to wherever you were. “can you tell me exactly where you are?” you could barely get the words out, too scared to see if you had hit the kitten.

as you tried to calm yourself down, tears kept streaming down your face as you remembered of the corpse of the feline outside your car. “the alley behind the rest stop, right?” you were pulled out of your thoughts as you heard your boyfriend from your phone, realising he hadn’t ended the call.

“yeah. don’t worry, though. just give me a minute and—”

“i see your car.” rooster sighed in relief, completely drenched in rain as he jogged towards your car, a bright smile on his face. “i see you ... and also your friend.” he ended the call before you could ask what he meant.

you watched rooster stand in front of your car, crouching for a little before making his way to the passenger seat. he seemed hesitant to enter, considering the rain completely soaked him, but complied when you gestured him to enter.

“look.” your boyfriend held out the surprise in his hands, showing the supposed cat you had killed. “it’s very much alive. just scared. like you.” rooster laughed to himself when you let out a whispered scream, immediately reaching out for the kitten and holding it close to you.

“oh, gosh. i’m so sorry. i thought i killed you. you aren’t dead, that’s good. gosh, i hate you so much,” you grumbled, turning on the heater in your car since your boyfriend and kitten-friend were shivering. “gave me a near heart attack. you and i could’ve died tonight because of your actions, you know?” you nagged, not knowing whether to strangle the kitten or cuddle with it.

you looked at the kitten falling asleep in your arms before shifting your gaze to rooster. he was looking at you with a fond smile on his face, reaching out with his hand to wipe away the remaining tears on your face.

“you okay now?” he softly asked, making you nod in reply. “you had me worried when you were crying, you know?” rooster chuckled as you pouted, knowing he was going to tease you for weeks.

“thank you for coming, bradley,” you spoke, leaning forward to kiss his cheek. “i really mean it.”

“it was no problem, angel.” rooster smiled, placing a kiss on your forehead as his thumb caressed your cheek. “i’m always here for you whenever you need me.”

“you are my savior, roo. i don’t know what i’d have done without you.”

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[ikeromantic]

Alice in College pt 6

An IkeRev Central characters AU! Written for my IkeRev 1K Celebration, a boarding school AU was the poll winner. Approx. 6000 words (yes I should have split it in two. or made it shorter. but I just couldn't.) 6/6

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5

Alice hurried after Blanc, glad of his grip on her hand as they ran. Most students were running away from the scene, holding their shirts over their faces to protect from the heavy smoke and the floating sparks in the air. Mousse and Dean were in the hall, directing the crowd and keeping the curious from coming in. 

Dean gave them a curt nod. “Glad to see you both. Blanc, are you sure it’s safe to take Alice further? You can leave her with me.”

“I’m afraid I feel better about it knowing she’s close.” He flashed Dean an apologetic smile. “I’ll keep her out of harm’s way.”

Dean looked conflicted, but waved them through.

They pushed past several students on their way, most turned unrecognizable by the smoke and ash in the air. For a moment, Alice thought she caught sight of Dean again, though he was half-hidden beneath an oversized black hoodie, his face partially covered by a purple scarf. But then she realized it must be Dalim. She waved, but he was too quick and she couldn’t catch his eye.

The two skidded to a stop outside a room she recognized, even with the charred doorframe and smoking carpet. It was the lab where Oliver and Loki were working on their improved magic crystal. 

“Oh no,” Alice gasped. She was the one to push forward now, into the room. She hoped none of her new friends were hurt. 

“What’s happened,” Blanc asked, his voice calm despite the sight within. 

Inside, Harr was staring crimson-eyed at a grouping of crystals held in a complicated mechanical device atop the table. He shook with effort, his outstretched hands encased in a bright white glow. He glimpsed Alice and his lips twisted into a frown. “No. Get- get out! I can’t hold it!”

She didn’t have time to really register what he meant. Blanc tugged at her hand to pull her away, but she jerked her arm free, her hands moving faster than her thoughts.

The crystals on the table shook, the light inside them growing to a violet wash so bright it hurt to look at. It overwhelmed whatever spell Harr was trying to cast, and the light around his hands winked out. 

“Stop!” Alice shouted, her hands held up in a blocking gesture. She felt something push against her, like a strong wind or a current in a river. Then the magic around her crackled, flashed, and died. The power of the crystals, drained. 

Harr’s gaze faded to his usual hue, and two dark-hued eyes stared out at her in surprise beneath his messy shock of hair. “What was that?”

Loki appeared behind Blanc, a squirming Oliver held in his arms. Both were singed, their faces a mask of blue and grey ashes. Loki’s hair still carried a tail of white smoke. “They didn’t blow up?”

Oliver bit his arm and finally wriggled loose. “You should have let me stay! I would have been able to disengage the chained -” He seemed to only just then notice Alice and Blanc. “What are you two doing here?”

Blanc exchanged a look with Harr. “We arrived just in time to see the crystals run out of power. Quick thinking from Harr to drain them.”

“Yes.” Harr grimaced. “It seemed like a good idea.” He crossed his arms, looking distinctly uncomfortable. 

Alice wasn’t sure if Blanc and Harr were confused about why the crystals stopped or if they were covering for her. Either was good, as far as she was concerned. She hadn’t meant to reveal herself to anyone else yet, but if it was just Harr and Blanc in on her secret, that seemed safe enough. 

“They shouldn’t have reacted that way to the infusion, though,” Oliver was saying as he stomped over to the table. “They held for the first three charges. I don’t understand.”

Loki took a breath and then laughed. It was such an unexpected sound that everyone in the room turned to look at him. He grinned at them. “I’m just so happy we’re all ok. I was really worried there for a minute. But I should have known. Harr is the greatest wizard in all of Cradle. He can handle anything.”

Harr’s ears turned bright red at the compliment. “That’s . . . really too much. I didn’t do anything. You were the one that thought quickly and pulled a friend out of danger.”

“I repeat, I didn’t need to be pulled anywhere.” Oliver’s sharp voice rang out, along with the tinkling sound of shattering crystal. “See? I already found the problem. The oscillating sync driver is missing, here.” He pointed at a small gap in the device that held the crystals. “It must have fallen out.”

Loki’s brows rose. “That’s odd. It was in pretty tight.” The two exchanged a heavy look. 

“Do you think someone might have -” Alice began to ask, but Dean appeared in the doorway, interrupting.

“Is anyone hurt?” Dean’s focus was on Blanc.

Blanc shook his head. “It appears the worst of it is some singed hair and carpeting. The table might need replacing as well. But thanks to -” his gaze slid over Alice, “Harr’s quick thinking, we avoided a true disaster.”

Dean let out a breath, his shoulders sagging. “Thank goodness.” His sharp blue gaze lifted again, fixing on Loki and Oliver. “Now I must ask what trouble were you two up to? If I’d known you didn’t have enough school work, I could have -”

Harr sighed. “Sometimes homework isn’t the answer.”

Blanc chuckled. “I’m afraid Silver’s right. Besides, now isn’t the best time to lecture. We’ve got cleanup to do.”

Dean shut his eyes a moment and pinched the bridge of his nose. Then he turned from them and focused on Alice. “Come along, my dear. I think everything is under control here.” Dean put his hand on her midback and guided her from the room.

Alice threw a hopeful look to Blanc, but he only gave her an apologetic smile. “I apologize Alice. I’m afraid I’m needed. I’ll have to make it up to you another day.”

Harr nodded to her as he lifted his silver mask back to his face. The others were too preoccupied to pay her exit any attention as Dean led her away.

“You were quite brave to run into the room as you did, if a bit foolish.” Dean chided her gently once they were in the hall. 

Alice shrugged. “I wanted to help.”

Dean took a breath as if he were about to say something, and then changed his mind. They walked a little way in silence, through empty, smoky halls. “You know,” he said finally, “I feel every time we’ve spoken, I’ve been wearing my teacher’s cap. But I’d like to get to know you as a person, Alice, perhaps as a friend?”

“Oh! Well that would be nice, I suppose.” 

He gave her a reproachful smile. “You only suppose?”

She let out a quiet laugh. “You are kind of intimidating, so yeah. I just suppose. All I know about you is that you’re pretty strict!”

Dean laughed aloud at that. “True. True.” He rubbed his chin. “I would like to change that. Learning is important but Harr isn’t wrong. Homework does not solve all ills. Nor does it win friends, besides, perhaps, Mousse.”

“You could start by canceling my detentions,” Alice ventured. 

He laughed again, harder this time. “Afraid not, my dear. But that was a very good try!” Dean wiped at his eyes, as if he’d cried from the hilarity. “What if, instead, I invited you on a little shopping trip? You haven’t gotten to see much of Central and I would enjoy being your guide.”

She barely took a moment to consider. “That would be great! When can we go?”

“This weekend? If you can stay out of trouble, that is. Barely here a week and I find you in the middle of every major carnage.”

“Pfft. Of course I can stay out of trouble. I just have bad luck sometimes.” Alice huffed. 

Dean patted her head affectionately, the way one might pet a puppy. “I almost believe you.”

For Alice, the weekend couldn’t come soon enough. She had her experiments with Dalim and Amon, and her shopping trip with Dean. Plus, Blanc was supposed to have brunch with her and some other friends. It would be a full weekend, and she was really looking forward to it. The rest of the school week flew by with so much to look forward to, nd Friday arrived before she knew it.

She was a little surprised when Dalim showed up to her last class of the day to drag her up to their secret laboratory. Apparently he was as excited as she to get started, Alice thought with a little grin. 

They took a roundabout path up to the closed section in the tower, meandering through several quiet hallways and empty classrooms. Dalim kept up a pleasant patter as they walked, but Alice thought he looked anxious. Maybe he was afraid to get caught, she thought. Or worried about the tests they planned to do tonight. 

“Is something wrong,” she finally asked just as they arrived at the roped off corridor. 

Dalim grinned. “Of course not, princess. I’m a little preoccupied, is all. Nothing to worry about.” 

Alice didn’t really buy it, but if he wasn’t going to tell her, she wasn’t going to pry. 

Amon was waiting for them at the entrance to the hidden lab, and unlike Dalim, he looked completely enthusiastic. His smile was wide and his eyes practically shone. “I was wondering if you’d really come or if you were going to chicken out,” he teased.

“Pffft. I’m not afraid. I told you, I want to find out what I can do. Especially after I -” Alice stopped herself, realizing she was about to admit she’d stopped the magical explosion of Oliver and Loki’s device. 

Dalim nudged her. “Well, come on. You can’t just stop in the middle like that. What did you do?”

“Yes, do tell.” Amon’s gaze flicked to Dalim and back again. 

“Well,” Alice took a breath, “I used my power. And it worked!” She explained what she’d done a little nervously, but excited too. 

Amon and Dalim listened with rapt attention, nodding, and asking questions as she went. “So who saw you do this? Harr? And Blanc?” Amon’s questions were rapid fire, his tone sharp.

“Yeah. Just them. Loki and Oliver got back a moment after. And Dean too. I don’t think they know anything. Blanc told them Harr did it.” Alice couldn’t help but notice the grimace on Amon’s face, his lips twisted in displeasure. “Is that bad?”

“It’s not great,” Dalim replied. He and Amon shared a weighty look. 

“It’s not important. They won’t tell anyone,” Amon said after an awkward beat of silence passed. “Let’s talk about something else. Like, this -” He turned and pulled a small, wrapped box from behind him. “It’s for you, Alice. I made it.”

She took the box from his hands, her lips turning up in a smile. “You made something for me? That’s so sweet!” Alice tore open the colorful paper and took off the lid. A thin silver bracelet sat atop a folded bit of cloth. There were tiny shards of magic crystal set in the silver, and they made it glow with a faint blueish light. 

“Put it on,” Amon urged her. 

“Maybe she can try it on later. We don’t want it to get in the way of our tests,” Dalim countered. 

“It won’t interfere with anything.” Amon gave his friend a sharp look. “I should know. I made it.”

Alice watched the little spat, wondering if this was Dalim being jealous. He certainly looked unhappy. She considered putting the bracelet away just to keep the peace, but it was so pretty. She lifted it and slipped it over her wrist. The moment she did, the bracelet seemed to tighten, and a tingling sensation spread across her skin. “A-amon? Is it . . . supposed to feel weird?”

He smirked. “That’s just the magic aura. The crystals give it some special properties. Like the fit. It’ll shrink or expand to the wearer’s size. And it helps keep you safe.”

“What? How?” Alice raised an eyebrow. 

“Not anything weird,” Amon chuckled. “It just turns red if you’re near something dangerous.”

She examined the bracelet closely, curious about how it worked, how Amon had crafted it. “Hm. Alright, that’s kind of neat. Thank you!”

Dalim frowned but said nothing else about the gift. “Alright, let’s get started with the testing. That’s what we came here for.”

Over the next few hours, Amon and Dalim cast a variety of spells. Some targeted Alice directly, others targeted something else to use against her. Time and again, she shattered the magic and stopped the casting. It didn’t seem to matter the power of the spell or what kind, though it did wear her out.

“It’s like running,” she sighed, rubbing her face. “In these little bursts. I’m completely exhausted.” 

Dalim patted her hand. “It takes a lot of effort, huh? Why don’t you rest? I’ll get you some water.”

Alice smiled at him gratefully. “Thanks, Dalim. I really appr- ow!” She turned quickly to see Amon channeling a little lightning zap at her leg, just above her shoe. 

He gave an unapologetic grin. “It seems you need to know there’s some magic being cast at you to break it. If you’re distracted, it hits you the same as anyone else. Isn’t that fascinating?”

Dalim scowled. “Very.”

Alice rubbed her leg. “Yeah, I guess. You better not have left a mark though! I’m going shopping with Dean tomorrow and I don’t want to have to explain it.”

“I’d like it if you hung out with us tomorrow,” Amon replied. “We need to try more tests, and see what your limits are. It’s going to take time.”

“She can do it on another weekend, Amon. She already has plans.” Dalim intervened for her. 

Alice wondered again if this was some jealous streak. They were both friends and she didn’t want them to argue, especially where she was involved. “Thanks, Dalim. We can meet up next weekend, instead? I’ll keep both days free just so we have plenty of time.”

Amon frowned and looked away. “Yeah. Ok. But if you change your mind, you know where to find me.” He stood up, still grimacing. “I’m out. See you tomorrow.”

“See you.” Dalim watched him go with an unreadable expression. He handed Alice a glass of water without commenting.

She took it and drank the whole thing. Breaking magic spells really was a lot of work. “Thanks for the drink. And for sticking up for me. But just so you know, I can take care of myself.”

“Of course you can, princess.” Dalim smiled at her. He took her hand in his, examining the bracelet. “You sure you want to wear this thing?”

“Yeah. It’s pretty and Amon did make it just for me.”

His lips twitched as if trying to turn downward, but Dalim kept his smile. “If that’s what you want, princess.”

When Alice got back to her room, she collapsed into bed, still dressed. She felt too exhausted for anything else. Her sleep was a dreamless dark, and in the morning she still felt tired. But her excitement at the planned shopping trip got her up and moving. 

Alice cleaned up and changed her clothes, picking a cute skirt and sweater combo for the trip. Then she practically ran to the cafeteria to meet up with Dean. He was waiting for her at one of the tables, and waved when he spotted her. 

“Good morning, Alice. I hope you don’t mind. I took the liberty of getting a plate for you.” Dean gestured to a plate with what looked like carefully measured servings of fruit, vegetables, eggs, toast, and cheese. 

“Thanks!” Alice sat down with a happy sigh. 

Dean smiled. “Oh good. I wasn’t sure what you liked, but I made sure to assemble the most nutritionally responsible foods, as recommended by the -” He stopped when he saw Alice holding back a giggle. “I suppose I still sound like a teacher, hm?”

“A little, yeah. It’s okay though. I know you mean it kindly.” 

He gave a rueful laugh. “I appreciate your understanding.” Dean relaxed back in his chair. “I’ve planned out a little tour for you. I was thinking we can visit the Cradle Museum, as well as a selection of shops in a circular route that will bring us back to the college at the end of the day. We’ll have about an hour at each stop, with a break planned for lunch.”

Alice did giggle now. “You have it planned to the minute, hm?”

“I guess I do.” He grinned. “But I can improvise as needed.”

After she finished her food, he held out his arm. “Let’s go. We’re about four minutes ahead of schedule!”

Alice took his arm and together they walked to the grand foyer and the huge entry doors she’d come in on her first day. Only, when she tried to step out, her body froze. A buzzing sensation cascaded over her skin, and the crystals on her bracelet turned an unsettling shade of crimson. 

Dean stopped when he realized she wasn’t moving. “What is it, Alice?”

“I . . . I think there’s something dangerous out there?” She eyed the bracelet, and then the open door. 

“I suppose there could be, but I won’t let any harm come to you.” Dean smiled encouragingly. 

Alice nodded, and tried to take a step forward, but her legs just wouldn’t obey. Her muscles trembled and she felt sweat break out on her forehead. The harder she tried to move forward, the worse she felt. Her stomach roiled and clenched, and her pulse raced erratically. “Dean, I - I’m not feeling well.”

He examined her face with a worried look. “You’re going pale.” He held his wrist to her forehead, “And you feel a little feverish. Did this just start or were you pretending to be alright earlier?”

“It just started. When we got to the door.” She stopped trying to move forward, and took a shaky breath.”

Dean shook his head. “I don’t think you’re up to a tour of Central today. But don’t worry. We can reschedule on a day you’re feeling better, alright?” He stroked her hair gently. “Your health and safety are more important than a shopping trip.”

Alice nodded, letting herself relax into his comforting touch. He was right, of course. If she was sick, she couldn’t very well go out. But she’d felt fine earlier. Right up until the bracelet turned red. Maybe it was trying to warn her that she was sick? She wished she knew more about how it worked.

Dean led Alice back to her room and settled her in bed. “Get some rest today, ok? I’ll come check on you later, when I get back from town.”

She nodded. “I will. I think I’m feeling better already.” And she was. The queasy weakness that affected her at the door faded when she turned to go back into the college. Alice felt fine now, but she didn’t want to trouble Dean. “I’ll see you later then.”

A little while after Dean left, Amon showed up at her door. “Hey! I thought you were going shopping today.” He cocked his head, his gold eyes twinkling with unexplained mischief. 

“I was, but I didn’t feel well after breakfast so we’re gonna reschedule.” 

Amon nodded sagely. “That’s terrible, Alice. But hey! If you’re bored, you can hang out with me and Dalim.”

“That sounds good. Thanks, Amon.” She gave him a small smile. “I don’t know how much fun I’ll be though. I feel better now, but I don’t know what made me feel bad. I might get sick again if we do anything too exciting.”

He chuckled. “I have a feeling you’ll be just fine. I’ll go grab Dalim and be right back.”

Amon returned a little while later with Dalim in tow. They had a bag full of magic supplies, like the things in their secret lab. “We can do some more testing, since you’re not going anywhere,” he told her with a grin.

Alice sighed. “I don’t know, Amon. It was pretty tiring yesterday.”

“Which is why we need to test more today.” Amon began taking out his equipment and magic crystals. 

She expected Dalim to protest or say something in her defense, but the blond was silent and didn’t make eye contact with her. Alice decided to protest again. “Amon, I really don’t want to do this today. I know you think -” She paused as the tingling sensation swept over her skin again. The crystals on her bracelet turned red. 

Amon raised an eyebrow. “It looks like it’s dangerous for you to not test today.”

Dalim nodded. “Yeah, princess. You should probably . . . just say yes.”

“ButI don’t w-w-” The word tangled on her tongue and her lips went numb. Alice took a breath, trying to settle herself. What danger could lie in just relaxing for the day? She didn’t know, but maybe Amon was right. Maybe there was something she needed to know. After a long moment, she nodded. “Alright. Let’s get it over with then.”

Amon spent the whole day pushing her limits. If the few hours she’d spent testing her power the night before were exhausting, today was grueling. A long distance run instead of a series of sprints. He and Dalim gave her no rest, no break, as they threw one thing after another at her. Amon kept checking a device in his bag at intervals, nodding and muttering to himself. 

It was only when Dean returned that she got a break. He knocked at the door, and sent Amon and Dalim into a frenzy of tucking away their tools. 

“If he asks,”Amon whispered, “we’ve been playing cards.”

“Oh - alright,” Alice breathed. She felt completely depleted, and her voice shook as she called out, ‘Come in!”

Dean opened the door, his eyes going wide as he saw her guests. “I didn’t know you’d have company.” His brows went up as he looked her over. “You look worse than you did this morning. You haven’t been resting. What have the three of you gotten up to?” 

His teaching voice was in full force and Alice felt like a child caught stealing candy. “We - we were playing cards?”

Dalim splayed a deck in his hand, holding them up for Dean to see. 

“Well, it’s clearly too much. Amon, Dalim, you should go.” Dean put a fist to his hip, one foot tapping impatiently.

Amon looked as if he might argue, but Dalim nudged him. They traded a meaningful look, and then Amon nodded. “Alright. We’ll see you later, Alice. Get better soon.” His smile was sharp and wide and full of secret meanings.

Alice couldn’t muster a smile in return. “Thanks for, uh, spending the day with me.” 

Dean watched them leave with a scowl. “I can tell they kept you from resting today.”

She felt a sudden urge to tell him the truth. To confess about her secret power, the tests, the lab in the tower - all of it. But the moment she thought of it, a shiver ran through her and her stomach roiled. The bracelet glimmered redly at her wrist. Alice opened her mouth and then closed it again, only nodding in agreement with Dean. 

He sighed. “I brought you a treat from the chocolate shop, but it’s probably better not to eat it now. I’ll go get you some soup instead.”

“I . . . yeah. That would be great,” she managed. When Dean left, she lifted her arm to look at the thin sliver strip, its crystals gleaming a friendly blue now. Alice wasn’t sure it was working as intended. It seemed to sense danger in all kinds of strange ways, and she was beginning to think it might be causing her to feel bad as well. She tried to tug it off, but the bracelet no longer fit over her hand. It caught on her thumb and the meat of her palm and wouldn’t budge. Alice felt around it, trying to find a catch. Anything that might help her take it off. She was still fiddling with it when Dean brought her soup back.

“What’s that you’re doing?” He set the soup down and came to lean over and look at the bracelet with her. 

“I was trying to get this off. But I think it’s on too tight and I can’t find a way to unlatch it.” Alice held her hand out to show him.

Dean took her hand gently in his, and ran his cool fingertips around the edge. He had an adorable habit of nibbling at his lower lip when he focused on something, and he was doing it now. 

Alice tried not to blush. He was only helping with the bracelet and didn’t mean anything. He probably had no idea how close he was sitting or how cute he looked. 

“Hmm. It seems well and truly stuck. We could probably cut it off, if you’re alright with breaking it.” 

“I’d rather not, unless it’s the only way.” Alice sighed. “It was a gift, and it would be rude to destroy it like that.”

Dean shrugged. “If you still can’t get the bracelet off, come find me. I am sure if we put our heads together, we’ll figure it out.”

Alice nodded. “Alright.” 

“Good.” He beamed. “Now eat up and then get some rest.” 

The next day, Alice woke well after dawn. Sunlight was streaming into her room from the window and the birds outside were singing. It felt like a beautiful day. Her body felt a bit sore from yesterday’s marathon testing, but good. Today was her brunch with Blanc, Harr, Oliver, and Loki. She was really looking forward to it.

After a quick shower, she got ready to go, and was only half done with her hair when Blanc knocked on her door. “Come in,” she called, turning to greet him.

Blanc stepped into her room, a joyful smile lifting the corners of his lips. “You are a lovely sight, dear Alice. Good morning!”

She felt her face heating at the compliment, but tried not to let it show. “Thank you, Blanc. It’s good to see you too.” She cleared her throat. “I’m almost done getting ready, if you’ll give me a minute.”

“Of course.” He leaned against the doorframe, relaxed. “Dean told me you weren’t feeling well yesterday, so I wanted to check on you a little before our meal. Are you up to it? If not, I’d be happy to bring you some treats to enjoy here.”

“I feel great. I don’t know what was wrong with me yesterday.” Alice frowned slightly. “I have some thoughts but . . .” Her eyes drifted to the bracelet, “I’m probably just imagining things.”

Blanc chuckled. “Well, I am just glad you’re feeling better.” 

“Say, do you know anything about jewelry?” She finished her bun, and pinned it in place with a little butterfly clip.

“Not really. I rather like watches though.”

Alice let out a breath, “I guess it’s nothing to worry about right now.” She stood and straightened her skirt. It was a frilly thing of lace and feather-light cotton, and the tiny flowers on it reminded her of the blossom-pink of Blanc’s eyes. “Let’s go, shall we?”

Blanc held out his hand. 

She started to reach for it, and felt the now-familiar race of unpleasant energy across her skin. It prickled almost painfully, a thousand tiny little sharpened points brushing up her arm and down her chest. Her hand dropped to her side, the bracelet gleaming a dim brick-red.

“Is something the matter, Alice?”

“N-no. Let me . . . let me just . . .” She tried to power through it, raising her hand again, brushing his gloved hand with her fingertips. The sensation grew stronger, and she felt her belly clench and her shoulders tighten. 

Blanc’s brow wrinkled in worry. “You’re going quite pale.”

“I’m fine,” she gasped. “Just -” A hot, blinding pain flashed behind her eyes, and she fell back into her seat. “Perhaps not,” she sighed, and put a hand to her face. The sensations were definitely coming from the bracelet, she thought. It must be malfunctioning. But how to get it off? Maybe Amon could help, since he made it.

“Alice.” Blanc stepped closer and knelt down to study her face. “Something is very wrong here. Will you tell me what is happening to you?”

“I . . . I don’t really know?” She held up her arm. “It’s something with this b-b-brrrrrr -” Alice found she couldn’t force the word out. Her jaw clamped tight against it, and her throat closed up. For a moment she struggled to breathe. 

Blanc’s eyes were wide and full of concern. “I’m going to fetch Harr. You wait here. Don’t move.” He hurried off, nearly at a run. 

Alice sat very still and tried to get her breath back. She couldn’t understand what was happening. It was as if the bracelet perceived danger from anyone other than Amon or Dalim. She couldn’t be around them, go places with them . . . She knew she should wait here for Blanc and Harr but she wasn’t sure they could help. She needed Amon to fix this thing, or get it off her wrist.

She went to the boys’ dorms to look for them. The place was quite different on a Sunday. Empty of the usual rowdy crowd as everyone spent time off campus or slept away their Saturday hangover. Amon’s door was closed when she got to it and raised her hand to knock. But the sounds of voices inside stopped her.

“Amon, this is not going to work. She isn’t stupid.” Dalim’s voice was strained, an octave higher than normal and loud.

“She is and it will. Give it a week and she’ll be eating out of my - our hands.” Amon’s reply, cold and arrogant.

Dalim sighed. “She’s going to realize it’s the bracelet and she’ll find a way to get it off. You’re pushing her too hard too fast.”

“You need to trust me, Dalim. I know best. This will work and when it does, we will own Alice’s power. Between my magic and her spell breaking, I’ll - we’ll be unstoppable.” Amon laughed.

“I just don’t think controlling her like this is a good idea. You should have let me just win her over my way. She’d fall in love and we’d get the same thing.”

Alice’s hand clenched into a tight fist, one she shoved against her mouth to keep quiet. She shook with pure fury. This whole time, they’d only pretended to be friends. Faked their affection. She felt sick with anger. 

Amon laughed again. “Love is fickle. Mind control is forever. When I finish breaking her, you can still romance her if you still want to. It’ll be even easier then.”

“That takes all the fun out of it.” Dalim sounded closer now, louder.

Alice wanted to stay and hear more, but she was afraid they would open the door and find her. She turned and ran down the hall as fast as she could go. Her heart was pounding so hard it hurt her chest, and her breath felt cold and sharp in her lungs. 

Harr and Blanc were waiting for her in her dorm room when she got back. She nearly knocked poor Harr over as she fled inside and slammed the door shut behind her. 

Blanc took her arm, steadying her. His lips were turned down in dismay. “Alice, where did you go? What is it? You look like you’ve seen a ghost.”

“I - Ah - mmmm -” She started coughing as her throat closed over the words again. Alice started to cry in frustration, sagging to the floor.

Harr looked confused and more than a little alarmed. “You said she was ill?” 

“I think so. But I don’t think it’s natural. She went from perfectly fine to trembling and pale in a heartbeat.” Blanc took a breath. “It might be a curse? Or some result of the accident earlier this week.”

Harr said nothing, but he took his silver mask off and set it aside. Then he knelt in front of her and took her hands in his. “Alice. Look at me.” His voice was soft and low, gentle like a summer breeze. “I think you want to tell us what’s wrong, and can’t. Is that right?”

She nodded miserably.

“Ok, good. That’s a start.” He gave her an encouraging smile. “I’m going to check you with my magic. I need you to stop yourself from breaking my spell. Do you think you can do that?”

Alice wasn’t sure. She didn’t know the extent of the bracelet’s power, but she knew she could try. She gave another nod, this one more determined. 

Harr’s thumb stroked the back of her hand reassuringly. “Alright. I’m going to start now.” His eyes began to brighten, turning first a deep cherry red, then a bloodied crimson, and finally the scarlet of a sunset sky. 

She could feel his magic pressing against her, feather-light and tender. Like a butterfly’s wings. As it moved over her, she felt the bracelet’s power wash over her skin again, fire hot this time, little embers burning up her arm and down her chest and back. 

Blanc made a worried sound as he saw her tremble. “I think you’re hurting her. Be careful Harr.” He laid a hand on her shoulder, hoping to comfort her.

Alice fought the sick feeling in her chest as Harr’s spell overlaid Amon’s magic. Part of her was trying to push back, to smash his power to little bits. And part of her was determined to keep that from happening. It was a war in her heart and in her head. 

The bracelet’s glow went brighter still, and Alice felt a flash of pain behind her eyes. Fireworks of the worst kind. A steady, rotten pulse that made her skull feel soft and overfull. She clamped her eyes shut.

“You’re doing great,” Harr whispered. “I found the source of the curse. It’s this bracelet. Do you recognize it?”

Blanc shook his head. “I don’t think I’ve seen her wear it before.”

“I see.” Harr set a fingertip against the silver length. “Alice, this might hurt for a moment. I need to know you’re ok with that. Are you?”

He sounded so worried for her, and so apologetic. She forced her head to move just a fraction, the smallest of nods. Even that sent a cascade of pain down her spine. 

Blanc hugged her gently from behind. “I’ve got you Alice. You can lean on me if you need to.”

She did, though Amon’s magic fought that too. Blanc’s warm embrace and the feel of Harr’s gentle grip reassured her. She was safe. With friends. People who cared for her.

Harr’s spell changed, the hum of it growing louder. Like a colony of angry bees, or a swarm of hungry hummingbirds, it trembled in the air and sent little clouds of dust spiraling through the room. 

The bracelet clung stubbornly to Alice’s wrist. It went hot against her skin, and then cold. It shook with its own force. The glow of its crystals was bright now, red like a flame. Then it broke. It snapped into three pieces and fell to the floor.

Free of its magic, Alice snapped a hand out and crushed what power remained in it. Her breath shuddered through her, relief and fatigue. 

Harr smiled. “There you go. Now. How did this happen?”

Alice, still resting in the circle of Blanc’s arms, told them everything. The hidden lab, the tests of her ability, the gift, and the conversation she overheard. As she talked, Harr’s expression clouded over. His shy, gentle look turned to a hard, stern grimace. 

“He won’t get away with it this time. We have proof now. Let’s see the school board dismiss these accusations.” Harr gave her hands one more squeeze and then stood. “I’m going to go make a formal report now. In the meantime -”

“I’ll keep her out of trouble,” Blanc promised. “But Harr, be careful. Amon’s been accused of worse and he always seems to get out of it.”

“Not this time.” Harr put his mask back on and left with a determined stride. 

Alice let herself be comforted, feeling better than she had in days. “Blanc, is it ok if I’m sad?”

“About what?” He stroked her hair gently. “Missing my fabulous brunch?”

She let out a small laugh. “Well, of course that. But . . . I really felt like Amon and Dalim were my friends. I wanted to - I thought - I don’t know. I think maybe Amon isn’t all bad. And Dalim is . . . I think he’s just doing what he thinks he has to.”

Blanc’s hand froze for a moment in surprise. Then he chuckled. “That’s just you, seeing the good in everyone. You really are too sweet, Alice.”

The End

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[othunderous]

welcome to my ted talk about the damn scene

thanos made a show of killing loki. he could have made it quick and simple, nothing personal-- but he didn't. he made it personal. he looks very smug while he's killing loki, and looks at thor like he wants him to know he's enjoying it, and-- as thor could never hide the pain of that moment-- wants him to know he'll get a kick out of any reaction.

this is also how i know thanos acting like his mission is genuinely just for the betterment of the universe, no hard feelings, is a bunch of bullshit. (confirmed by the fact he says he'll enjoy it in endgame you big bald loser)

anyway, also important to note he kills heimdall by stabbing him through the heart. cuz we all know the first half of thor's detrimental decision at the end of the movie is aiming for thanos' heart. aiming for the head was the smart, obvious choice. there was way too much at stake to even consider anything else. but thanos made it personal. thor didn't want it over in a split second. he wanted to make a show of it, make thanos feel it, just like he'd done to him. he wanted thanos to feel every second of it. he wanted to savor killing him.

which isn't like thor at all. and i think even in the moment he knows that, but for 2 movies straight he's been nothing but traumatized. too much shit to even list iykyk but also, might i add, we don't even know how bad the fight with thanos was. we don't see it. it's bad enough that thor is just laying there bleeding. thor, who never stops fighting unless he's on the brink of death. so i think it's understandable that he's a little unlike himself. but anyway, he doesn't particularly care that revenge is rotting his brain because what else does he have left at that point? of course he clings to it. but as all revenge stories go, it doesn't make him feel better. at all. he thinks he'll enjoy killing thanos, and sure, part of him does, but look at his face here.

he's getting what he wants, one of the only things he's thought about since thanos attacked the ship. he's taking his time-- you see how slowly he's pushing the axe in. and he's watching, making sure he remembers it, but he doesn't look satisfied. he looks furious, sure, but he also looks emotional. he almost looks like he's on the verge of tears. his chin literally quivers. having killed thanos here would have been nice, and it would have felt good for maybe a few minutes. but then what? i think, even in this moment, he's recognizing that once thanos is dead. . . his people aren't coming back, his best friend isn't coming back, his brother isn't coming back. (edit: i also think he may be staring hardcore at thanos, but he is seeing the asgardians & heimdall & loki) it can't be undone and he will still have to sit with that. but enacting revenge is the one thing he has and he made a promise, so he's gonna fulfill it.

except that he doesn't. in choosing the objectively selfish method (and though it's absolutely justified, it is at its core still selfish), he gives thanos enough time to do the very thing people died trying to prevent. so not only does he lose his one very flimsy attempt at satisfaction, he's personally doomed half the universe, and he went to a very deep dark place + his best friend & brother died for basically nothing. all the anger and the vengeance was for nothing.

the devastation of the snap alone is unimaginable but it follows so much. and you know what! anyone, i mean anyone could have become a villain after this and it would be so understandable. if the fates are hellbent on ruining your life and laughing in your face about it, why not just be evil. but he stays good and that is everything 2 me. he is still severely traumatized and it annoys me every day that the movies either don't acknowledge it or treat it as a joke. thanks for coming to my ted talk.

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Too Trusting-Thor Odinson x Reader

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Summary: (Y/N) starts to sense a pattern whenever Thor tells stories of his brother, and she can't help but point it out to him.

Characters: Thor Odinson x Reader

Meanings: (Y/N)=Your name

Warnings: Arguing, fluff

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As Thor told me yet another tale about Loki, I had to stop myself making faces or rolling my eyes, because I knew what was coming next as he spoke. Although he was telling the story in a joyful way, I knew that he had gone through a lot of hurt due to his brother. This was how the anecdote would go: Thor was the hero, he needed help, bargains with Loki, everything goes smoothly until Loki betrays him and/or fakes his death. The day would still be saved but Thor was still upset over his brother.

"My love, did you hear what I said?" Thor asked.

"Yes, I did." I didn't mean to snap.

"What is wrong? Did something happened today? I'm sorry, I never asked, I just started rambling."

"No, nothing happened today. It's just..." I didn't know how to go about this without hurting his feelings.

"Yes?"

"Thor, these stories are all the same."

"Oh, I do not believe they are, I've been on many adventures and quests, none are the same as the other."

"Not the stories per say. It seems that every time Loki is involved he...he uses you."

He scoffed with a smile."What?"

"He always either betrays you or lies to you about dying. I just thought after all these times, maybe you would clock onto it."

"Are you saying I'm stupid?" he stood from the bed where we had been lying opposite each other.

I sat up."No, of course not! It's more like, you're too trusting."

"And that's a bad thing?"

"Sometimes it is."

"You don't know Loki, you've never met him."

"I know, but what else am I supposed to think when all the stories you tell me portray him as the cunning one?"

"That's what he is though, the God of Mischief, it's in his nature."

"I understand that Thor, but I thought mischief might mean playing tricks on people. Not invading Earth."

"I told you about that time he turned into snake and bit me, right?"

I sighed, it either wasn't getting through to him or he was too stubborn to admit I was right.

"You don't know my brother. He's...misunderstood. He did not receive the love father gave me as we grew up."

"Well, that's very unfortunate but what did you ever do to him?"

I could see he was getting angry now. I really didn't want this to turn into an argument, maybe I shouldn't have said anything. But if I couldn't tell him, who could?

"Thor, please can you just sit down? I really didn't mean to upset you."

"Well I can't stop thinking about it now. Who else sees me as an idiot? Was I a fool in front of all of my family and friends, my friends from work?"

He was pacing now, slowly, but it was clear to see he was trying to keep calm. When he was angry it wasn't pretty. He had never directed it at me, and I know he wouldn't now, however this had hit a nerve.

"No one sees you that way." I crawled to the egde of the bed, now sat on top of my knees."I only brought it up because I don't like thinking of you in those situations. I just...it sounded like you didn't realise what was happening in those moments."

"I would like to see you battling monsters and evil men, I don't think you would come out of it lightly." he spat.

My mouth dropped open. Now I was angry too. I stood on the bed, only just coming to eye level with him.

"This isn't about me winning any battles! I know I wouldn't last a second out there. Why aren't you acknowledging this?"

"Because no matter how many times I gave him a chance he let me down!"

A sudden crack of thunder made me jump, I faltered on the bed, almost falling. Thor moved to steady me until he saw that I quickly regained myself. But it was weet to see him still caring even though we were bickering.

I let a few seconds pass by, a small trickle of rain gently hit against the windows. OK, it wasn't a huge storm, that was a good thing.

"Thor," I gently said, stepping down to the floor,"I'm sorry for confronting you about this. I thought maybe you were in denial. And I understand why you would be. You love Loki, you want to give him second chances because you're a good person, you see the good in everyone. But you can't let yourself be in harms way when things like that happen. What if the next time he betrayed you-"

"There may not be a next time!" he then looked like he was thinking."Oh, I'm beginning to see what you mean."

I calmly continued."What if next time he betrays you, you get seriously hurt, or killed even! And even if Loki quickly regretted his decision, it could be too late to save you."

Thor lowered his head. He hated being wrong, just like I did. I watched as he turned his back to me, sitting on the end of the bed. I had learned that although Thor liked to be alone with his thoughts, he did need a calmer person to talk things through, make him see this all from a different perspective.

"I didn't meant to make you sad." I mumbled, looking out at the rain."I hope you know I said all this because I love you. It would crush me to see Loki go behind your back again."

He didn't say anything, leaning forward with his elbows on his knees. Slowly I approached him, kneeling on the bed again but behind him. I rested my whole body on his back, wrapping my arms around his torso as much as I could.

"Please talk to me."

"I know you are right. But I don't want you to be."

Oh, he sounded so sad.

"Neither do I. You now I didn't say it out of spite against you or Loki. It's just hard to paint a pretty picture of him."

"I know."

I kissed the back of his shoulder."Do you want to be alone?"

"No." he placed a hand over mine."But, please can we not talk about this anymore?"

"Of course."

"I wish you could meet him. Or have met him before he turned into what he is now."

"Me too."

"I hate disloyalty and dishonesty. I am sorry I got angry but it is a difficult subject for me to talk about."

"I know. Shall we just go back to lying down together?"

"Yes."

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Scars(18)

Chapter 18: Cuts

Warning: angst, mention of self-harm, mention of scarring 

Tony had gone on another mission leaving Alice with in the care of Bruce, Bucky, and Thor. Although they all left her to her own devices. The team would be back by midnight and had left early this morning. With the people who were supposed to be keeping and eye and ear out were in their own little world Loki snuck up to Alice’s room for a Disney marathon. 

“So, the child has magic. This woman stole this child and pretended to be her mother. And told her that outside is dangerous and she knows best then locked her up... in a tower.”

They had just finished watching Tangled and Loki was trying his best to not point of the obvious similarities between the character’s situations and Alice’s. He’d keep his thoughts to himself for now. 

“Lion King or The Little Mermaid” Alice looked up at Loki he was laying on her bed smirking. 

“Flynn Rider”

"what??"

"Flynn Rider,  I want to be your Flynn Rider. I want to get you out of this tower and show you the world- no the galaxy” Smiling Loki moved across the bed closer to her. He was being dead serious. He wanted to take her away show her all she was missing and what no one else had yet to see. 

She giggled thinking he was all but joking. Why would they run away? They couldn’t. They wouldn’t.

“Well, Mr. Flynn Rider, I don’t think my father would like that. He likes to keep me high up in this tower. Plus he’d cut my hair I have no way down.” Loki’s smile flattered as she spoke. She joked because that what he was doing, but he was not. Maybe she didn’t understand or wasn’t ready he wasn’t going to push her either way. He left it as a joke. 

“I’ve got magic I’‘ll let you down. Anywhere you want to go” he pulled her closer she giggled and wrapped her arms around his neck. “ Just tell me” he leaned in closer. 

Alice runs a hand through Loki’s hair. She was the one who was allowed to touch his hair. Alice squealed as Loki’s fingers danced along her side his grin frowing bigger with every word and every laugh. The two on the bed Loki tickled her all over trying to make her laugh more as she fought back.

"Stop...can't breath... can't breath" she was laughing so hard the sound was non-existent it was so good she wasn't even breathing. Finally, Loki decided he had had enough of torturing her. He collapsed next to her both of them out of breath legs and arms tangled together still laughing.

Loki’s laughter came to a sudden halt as he looked at her arm her sleeves were pulled. 

In all the time Alice had lived in the tower Never in the months, they accompanied each other she had never pulled her sleeves up she always wore sweaters and long pants she never wore less never showed more, and now he understood why. 

Her arm was covered in scars. Like snowflakes against her skin. They ranged from big to small from little nicks to long jagged lines faded but deep, all decorating her arms. As hideous as they were strangely beautiful. 

As he reached out to trace her scars, she pulled down her sleeve and sat up "Sorry".

“What happened?”

“it’s nothing”

“It’s something”

He tried to touch her again but she brought her arms to her chest and pulled away. “ are you going to tell me? or do you want to wait?”  he asked.

“Are you mad?” Alice looked at him teary-eyed.

“I’m not mad. I just... can you tell me what happened?” 

Slowly rolling up a sleeve to show her scars. 

“I have these abilities. I can control my blood ... I use to practice by cutting myself to bleed. Other times I did it just because. It turned into a bad habit.” she watched as he slowly and gently traced her scars one by one “Then my dad found out. I’ve never seen him so angry before. He stopped visiting for a while. He came back when I started covering myself.”

Alice watched as Loki finished tracing her scars “On Asgard our warriors are celebrated for their scars because it means they’ve survived.” He pulls down her sleeve “ You don’t have to cover up for me. You’re safe with me. I see nothing but your beauty” Alice blushed at his comments and her heart leaped as Loki kissed the back of her hand. 

She didn’t know what to say. 

“Lion King sounds interesting” he spoke for her. 

Thus began a week of listening to Loki sing and mumbled his favorite songs from the movies. And lovely voice he had. Alice enjoyed his singing while the Avengers wondered when he got into Disney. 

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You Tell Her, or I Will

Summary: After many years watching them both mutually pine over each other, Thor has finally had enough, and forces his dear brother Loki to confess his feelings to Y/n. 

Loki sat on the steps of the palace with a book in his hand, trying to concentrate on the words that decorated the pages. But no matter how hard he tried, he could not seem to decipher the words that laid in front of him. 

So, instead, he decided to shift his gaze to her, his best friend—his Y/n—and watch how she basked in the sunlight as she immersed herself into one of the many fictitious tales of romance she so adored. With a small smile graced upon his features, he didn’t seem to notice his brother take a seat next to him.

“Brother, when are you going to tell her that you love her?” Thor questioned, in quite an impatient manner, startling Loki out of his daydream. 

“Quieten down, Thor! I don’t think all of Asgard heard you!” Loki hissed, subtly checking to see if you had heard what his oaf of a brother had been mumbling about. 

Loki sighed, “It’s not like I could tell her either. I do not wish to ruin what we have now over something as silly as feelings.”

Thor only smiled. Ever since Loki had introduced Thor to Y/n, Thor had been pestering Loki into confessing his feelings for her. And quite frankly, he didn’t want to wait anymore. 

“Brother, I believe this pining has gone on for too long. Now, I leave you with a choice. You tell her, Loki, or I will.” Thor did not know Loki could become even paler than he was; it caused him to chuckle.

“No. No, no, no. You will not do this to me, Brother.” Loki whisper shouted. “I will not ruin my friendship with Y/n to appease your wish for us to be together.”

Thor patted Loki on the shoulder. “I have watched the two of you pine over each other for half a century now, and if I’m being honest, I’m getting tired of doing so.” With that, Thor stood up and began to walk away. 

Before he was fully out of sight, he turned back to his brother. “You have until the sun sets, Brother.”

Loki was mortified.

It was now ten minutes before sunset, and Loki was scared. He knew that he had to tell you, because he knew that Thor would go through with his threat. The words had to come from him, and only him; not Thor.

So when he walked to the balcony that the two of you frequent together, and saw you standing there waiting, his stomach lurched. But as he stood there, watching the sun slowly succumb to the moon; he knew he had to tell you, and he had to tell you quick. 

With a deep breath, he made his way over to you. 

“Your highness,” you greeted with a mock curtsey; allowing Loki to relieve some tension through a chuckle. 

“Y/n, there was a reason that I asked you to meet me here tonight.” A curious look flickered over your features as you turned to look at him. 

“Nothing bad, I hope.” He smiled. 

“Nothing of the sort.”

With a deep breath, he began to share the speech that he had wanted to share with you ever since you both had met. “Y/n, I once truly hated everything that the nine realms had to offer me, as all it seemed to bring me was pain and anguish. But now-”

He stopped and looked at the ground. He couldn’t do it. He couldn’t ruin everything that he had worked so hard for.

“But now what, Lokes?” You asked. He brought his eyes back to yours and stared into them. That was all the reassurance he needed. 

“But now, I have a reason to love them, as they have given me a purpose and a reason to love them again.” Y/n smiled. “I’m glad you’ve found a reason to love again.”

He shook his head. “You don’t understand. You’ve become the most precious thing that I have ever known in the entirety of the universe. You’re the reason that I wake up in the morning; you’re the reason that the sun shines every day; you’re the reason that I’ve found love in the universe again. You’ve become my home; and I am hopelessly in love with you, Y/n.”

Avoiding your reaction, Loki stared off at the horizon, noticing that the sun was almost set. He had done what Thor had asked of him; he had told how he felt, all that was left was to await your answer. 

Once again, he dragged his eyes back to you, the love of his life; but the smile that graced his face quickly faded when he noticed the tears that threatened to fall. Slowly, he lifted his hands to cup your face and began to brush away the stray tears.

When she seemingly came back from wherever her thoughts had dragged her, she turned to look at the horizon, and let out a little curse. “Do you know how long I’ve waited for this to happen?” She asked, surprising Loki. 

In his state of shock, he didn’t realise that Y/n was leaning closer until her lips brushed against his own. And after a second of shock once again, he gripped her face and kissed her back. The love that was once kept a secret poured out into the kiss; an action that was long overdue. 

Due to a need to breathe, they broke the kiss, and embraced each other. So, there they stood, basking in the moonlight, exchanging soft kisses and words of love and praise.

Eventually, Loki leaned back. “I guess I have Thor to thank. I never would’ve gone through with this if he hadn’t threatened to tell you of my feelings.”

You let go of Loki and stared at him. “He told you that too?” You asked, completely bewildered. Loki nodded his head, quite confused at the situation at hand. “He told me that if I didn’t tell you about my feelings by sunset that he would tell you that I loved you, Loki.”

“And they call me the trickster god.” Loki chuckled. He pulled you back into his chest and pressed his lips to your forehead. “I love you, Y/n.” You smiled. “I love you too, Loki.”

However, you were both bought out of your little bubble by the sound of applause. Both heads swiftly turned to see Thor, shedding tears, and slowly clapping. 

“I thought I would never see this day.” That was all he said before he launched himself at the both of you and engulfed you both into one of his famous Thor hugs. 

With a quick glance at Loki, you both pulled away from Thor and smiled. “Why are you both smiling like that?” Thor questioned. 

You gave Loki a nod. “Brother, now you must tell Lady Sif of your feelings...”

“Or we’ll do it for you. You have until sunset tomorrow.” You finished. 

With that, the two friends turned lovers walked off into the moonlight, leaving a scared Thor alone on the balcony. 

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Since is okay to keep asking about your AUs and headcanons! What are your headcanons for Jormungand and sleipnir? How is the relationship with the rest of the family?

Also! Sigyn! I would love to know more about your interpretation of her!

(also wanted to say that I loved your headcanons about Narvi and Vali! Vali with a forked tongue and they not looking exactly the same is soo good! I feel like I wrote too much already so I'll stop, just wanted to say I appreciated your answer)

Alright so a thing Sleepy & Jörmungandr have in common is that they both can't be understood by most.

They can talk, yes. But only to certain people so outsiders think they are just mindless animals.

For Sleipnir

Has similar blue eyes as Fenris but a lot warmer and kinder looking.

(Tho while Fen gets his eyes from his mother, Sleepy gets it from his father)

Way smarter than he looks.

Very much would like a better relationship with his family.

Sleipnir is a fun one to think of because of the possible resentment some of the other Loki kids would have towards him because he works for Odin....

Only Fenris is the only one among them that has hatred towards poor Sleepy. The rest don't either care (Hel), Haven't met him (Samirah and Alex) or aren't usually aware enough to have an opinion on him (Jörmungandr, Narvi and Vali)

Fenris just constantly antagonizes Sleipnir through dreams. So much so that Sleipnir has just slowly stopped fearing him and just seeing him as annoying, like this is them to me:

Sleipnir: Can you get out of my life?

Fenris: I am not in your life I am in your dreams :>

Sleipnir:...At least I'm free

Fenris: at least my parents love each other. Also you live in a gilded cage.

Basically its this every night without fail.

Hel on the other hand is the only one that has actually met Sleipnir in person. But even her relationship with him is rocky.

They'd only met a handful of times because there's not really many reasons for 'Odin's' horse to be in Helheim, but even if there's no resentment their relationship is purely professional (Even if Sleipnir would prefer it to not to be) So to her Sleipnir is just: 'Odin's horse that happens to be related to me.'

Loki is fun to think about with his relationship with Slippy because he's the only child Loki actually willingly gave away.

Probably because he knows what happened to the other 'monstrous' children and realized that as long as Slippy is useful to the Aesir then he'll probably won't end up like his siblings.

(Still very much preaching my 'Loki loves his kids' thing even after finishing the books)

I do have a headcanon (in all AUS but ToL) that Loki does try to visit Sleipnir but can't cus you know the Aesir are assholes and Sleipnir is all the way in Asgard...So again:

The Aesir are assholes.

(I do have an old w.i.p somewhere where they do talk tho.)

In the ToL AU this isnt canon for plot reasons because Sleipnir will possibly play a part in Loki's 'redemption' :)

For Jörmungandr

Last time he saw Loki was in the house of Utgard Loki when Thor attempted (and technically succeeded) in lifting him up. He assumes this was a dream tho because that was admittedly a weird day for him.

Was saying many curse words that would make even Loki blush directed at Magnus and Samirah the day they caught him

(Lucky for them they can't understand him)

He was coiled around Hel the entire walk to Odin and all the way up until they were separated

Middle child

(pretty sure that last one is backed up by myth)

Was the first one to be cast out by Odin. Will be the last of his fam to die during Ragnarök.

Has a weird rivalry with Ran

Alright now for his relationship with the fam.

He's also a fun one because unlike Fenris and Hel he can't communicate with the family through other means anymore. He's not conscious enough to do magic.

But pre-everything he was very close with Hel. Being the middle and youngest duo. She thinks about him.

(Also have a w.i.p with the three)

Fenris thinks about his brother a lot too because in his opinion Jörmungandr had the most rotten deal of the three of them. At least Fenris and Hel can move around (however limited), communicate with others and are aware. Jorm has none of those things.

For Loki and Angrboda's relationship with their son. I don't really know. Obviously they care for him in their own ways but i'm drawing up blanks for Loki and Angrboda is currently a working progress for her entire personality and the only thing I have cemented with her is that she lives in Midgard (lets just say she will be showing up in one of my AUs)

And we already know Samirah and Jormungandr's relationship. She caught him and he tried to drown her (and Magnus)

For Sigyn

Sigyn, next to her husband was my least liked portrayal in the Riordianverse cus like what was the point of making her a doormat and Loki an abusive...EVERYTHING? It takes away from both Loki and Sigyn's characters. Sigyn is a strong woman who stays with her husband while he's suffering because she loves him. Not out of fear. FOR LOVE.

So in my AUs Sigyn is still kind and caring and very much loving but she can and will be just as scheming and vengeful as her husband. Loki and her truly love each other and Loki just acts like a prick towards her in front of everyone because he knows him publicly showing affection to anyone is placing a huge target on their back.

Both of them know this.

When she leaves Loki in the Ship of the Dead she full well intends to return to him. Loki knows that too...because they planned it together at Sigyn's request as a back up plan.

(This applies to all my AUs except ToL because I have a plan for her for ToL)

Loki knows sign language because of her being mute from everything that's happened and intended to teach her once he got free.

After the events of HoT he did in fact teach her sign language

(he affectionately calls it Sigyn language)

Because of the suffering she's endured she knows and can do magic.

(I mean why else would she nod at Magnus in SotD? and know to drop the bowl in HoT?)

She is loved by Hel and Fenris (with his little interactions with them both)

Can and will call her husband out on his bullshit.

Is a daughter of Odin but refuses to be called as such.

(In myth tho I think its not stated who her parents are)

Because she's been holed up in a cave for fuck knows too long she knows little English until after the series.

Still very much mourns her sons.

Swore like a sailor when she still talked.

(Loki so taught her swears in sign language first)

#wolffox speaks #magnus chase and the gods of asgard #mcga loki #loki mcga #Jormungand Mcga #Mcga Jormungand #Mcga Sleipnir #Sleipnir mcga #mcga sigyn #Sigyn mcga #mcga #mcga headcanons

[love-islike-abomb]

Renegade: part 16

Roman reigns x OC scarlet

Gif credit: @romanreigns

Warnings: this part is kinda shitty... I'm sorry!😭

Tag list: @angelreigns444 @acknowledge-reigns

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Rami scratched his beard "I don't exactly understand yet myself but I the one person who keeps popping in my head along with the 30 year war and Jonathon" he paused "is you Josh"

"Me?" Josh said "why?"

"You're his twin brother and he thinks you're gonna somehow have his back regardless of what he did to Joe and Scarlet" Rami said

A low growl soon announced that Drew had joined us "Drew!" Rami said reaching out to give him a hug

"Rami" Drew smiled.

"How did you find us?" I asked.

"Like Joe I'm also telepathic Scarlet" he smirked. "The counsel wants to have your brother executed for trying to hurt Scarlet" he said looking at Josh.

"I know my brother screwed up but-"

"That's how it's gonna start!" Rami realized

"Drew you have to tell them that if they have Jonathon executed the war will start!"

"I can't. Scarlet has to" Drew said

I looked at Drew confused "why do I have to? He knows I'm pregnant this could be a set up for him to try and kill me again!"

"We won't let that happen Scarlet!" Joe said

"If he sees you with me that's just gonna make it worse!" I said "this is all my fault! I can't do this right now!"

I slumped to the ground, tears pouring out of my eyes.

"Scarlet look at me!" Joe said

I looked up slowly with tears in my eyes "you and our baby are the most important people to me and I won't let anyone take either of you away from me! There will be no where on this earth that anyone could hide from me if they tried to hurt you!"

"And I will stand with Joe as well!" Rami said

"And me!" Drew smiled.

Joe pulled me up off the ground and I turned to Josh "I need your help to!" We all have to work together to stop this!"

Josh sighed "but that's my brother"

"I know you love your brother And I can't imagine what you must be going through but he tried to turn the god of mischief against me and even Loki has morals which your brother clearly doesn't! Josh I'm pregnant and I refuse to not let Joe and I's baby not have a chance before it's even born! Please we need your help!"

Josh looked at me and lowered his head, guilt written on his face. "Alright I'll help you but we're gonna need some more help. The 4 of us can't do this alone!"

"Thank you!" I smiled.

"Baby girl we gotta go home! It's almost dawn!" Joe said.

I climbed in Joe's back and as we flew off I watched Rami run back into the Forrest. Josh flew in the opposite direction as Joe and I leaving only Drew who soon joined Rami in the woods.

I yawned trying not to fall asleep on Joe's back but my eyes were heavy "go to sleep baby. I'll get us home safe. I love you" Joe said

"I love you to" I yawned closing my eyes and snuggling into his back.

Joe's Pov

I reached scarlet's house just as the sun came up and gently laid her on the bed and covered her up. She looked so beautiful asleep.

"Take good care of her" a voice from behind me said.

I turned around and saw mox "mox where you been?!" I said pulling him into a hug.

"Places!" He smiled

"How's Rene?" I asked

"She's pregnant to" he smiled.

I looked at him in surprise and then realized "sorry I forgot for a moment that you were a vampire!" I laughed "we need some more help with Jonathon. I was gonna call you later" I said

"Drew filled me in and I'm more then happy to help. Can I stay here until sundown?" He asked

"I dont think scarlet would care" i smiled "I don't wanna wake her up because we've had a busy night!"

"I'll probably be gone before she even wakes up" he said walking out of the bedroom.

I looked back down at Scarlet and crawled in bed with her "I love you! More then you'll ever know"

#roman reigns #big daddy uce #roman reigns x oc #drew mcintyre #drew McIntyre x oc #jey uso #jey uso x oc #sami zayn #sami zayn x oc #wwe x oc #wwe #wwe fanfiction #jon moxley #jon moxley x oc #Spotify

[lokisprettygirl]

Lose me to Love you (Loki x Female Reader) (AU) (18+)

Read Chapter 32 here / Series Masterlist

Chapter 33

Summary: It's you and Loki for life and for death.

Trigger Warning: 18+, Mention of torture and psychological trauma, violence, guns, discussion of mental health, Smutty smut, degradation, unprotected sex, Description of rape and assault, panic attack, violence against women, Extreme dark themes, Sexual abuse, physical abuse, public sex, Rough violent sex, 18+, Steamy stuff, age difference ,Rough language, mention of suicide, talk of virginity and slut shaming, manipulative behaviour, mention of trauma, smut, toxic relationship between main characters. Dark themes, cult stuff

"Promise me that we will be okay" you whispered softly as you sat down on his lap. The moment Clint and James escaped, you knew life wasn't going to be the same again. You knew they'd come for you two.

"I promise you'll be okay sweetheart, no matter what happens..you're going to be okay"

"That's not what I said" he smiled as you got upset. He wasn't trying to hurt you but he had a feeling he wasn't going to make it, his gut screamed at him that his sweet buttons will be left alone without him.

"Can you promise me something?" He asked you so you sighed and wrapped your arms around his neck, he felt your lips on his neck before you hummed

"No matter what happens, promise me that you're going to move on and live your life to the fullest" Your eyes teared up and he noticed how your body had stiffened in his arms, you couldn't even think of such a thing. Life without him held no value for you.

"Promise me darling?" He asked you softly so you took a deep breath and agreed reluctantly to make him happy.

"Me and you for life Loki. We were for life, you have to wake up please" you mumbled under your breath but Thor noticed that, he has just gotten his brother back and he wasn't ready to lose him either, he watched the doctor in the ambulance perform a cpr but Loki didn't wake up, he knew what a dead person looked like and his brother was dead.

The hospital arrived but it was too late, the back door of the ambulance opened suddenly and Steve came forward, he looked upset as well as they dragged the stretcher down,

"His heart has stopped, we will try defrillibation once but ..he's..he's gone" Steve ran his fingers in his hair as the doctor said that, he looked at you and you seemed out of your mind, his eyes fell upon Thor and he asked his men to take him in custody for questioning.

"Starling" you heard Thor's voice calling you but you didn't hear it, you couldn't hear anything. They took him inside the hospital but you were still glued to the spot you were sitting at, you were talking to him just a few minutes ago, you were holding his hand and you felt the blood running through his veins, how could he be just gone? How could he just leave you like that? Steve stepped inside the ambulance and sat down next to you,

"Y/n" he grabbed your hand but you snatched it away quickly.

"Don't touch please, you'll ruin his touch, he was holding my hand and he left his print …it's here, don't ruin it" his eyes teared up as you said that. He never understood the bond you two shared with each other but he knew it wasn't for him to understand, the relationship between you two was as pure as it could be but you were also fully dependent on him for all of your needs, he always feared that someday if something was to happen to Loki you wouldn't survive either. He feared this day ever since he had known you two.

"Let's go okay" he made you stand up and took you out of the ambulance then he walked you inside the hospital and called for a nurse to take you to get your check up done, he wanted to see if you were injured but he didn't know that the blood wasn't yours, it was his blood. The nurse gave you the hospital gown but you denied, if his blood was the last thing you'd ever get to feel on your body then be it, you won't let them take it away too.

"Where's Lolo?" You asked her and she sighed before she told you, you immediately ran out of the room and stormed towards the emergency room, when you reached there you didn't find him.

"Lolo where are you?" You sniffled as you barely whispered, it was getting harder and harder to breathe with every passing moment "Lokii" you looked around desperately but he wasn't there. Nobody could hear you, everyone was busy and they couldn't hear you.

"Lokiiiii" you yelled from top of your lungs and all the attention shifted towards you. Where did they take him? You just wanted to hold him and stay by his side. A nurse noticed so he came forward to talk to you.

"Miss, are you alright?"

"Where is Loki, the..the nurse said that the..they brought him here.. where is he?" You asked him,

"That patient with the gunshot wound? He had passed but–"

You started crying furiously before he could finish his words but he asked you to calm down. How were you supposed to calm down? The love of your life had just ceased to exist, he left you all alone so how you were supposed to calm down?

"Please calm down miss, his heart revived but he was losing blood so they took him to ICU for the surgery, just try and relax"

"He is not dead?" You asked him, shock evident on your features,

"He was but they resuscitated him, he was asking for someone.. y/n something " you gasped as he said that. He was alive, Loki was alive. He wasn't dead. You ran out from the emergency room and found the way to the ICU. You couldn't stay still even for a moment while they operated him, as soon as a doctor came out of the room you grabbed a hold of him.

"Tell me he's okay.. please..tell me he's okay" you whimpered so the doctor grabbed your arm and made you sit down on the chair.

"He's okay now, the bullet had pierced through the body and he had lost a lot of blood" the doctor said to you and you stared at him as a part of you still couldn't believe that he was alright.

"He was dead..I saw him dead"

"He was dead for a few minutes, it's a miracle that his heart revived out of nowhere, we had even stopped defibrillating him but he woke up suddenly, he was talking as well and I have never seen anything like that in my life..not in real life Atleast..are you y/n?" He asked you so you nodded.

"He's resting now but you can see him as soon as he's conscious" the doctor told you.

"He's okay? He's okay?" You asked the doctor again just to be sure.

"He's fine..now let's get you cleaned up alright?" He said to you so you looked up at him.

"Can I see him once? Just want to see him please" you asked him so he nodded. His name was Bruce and he seemed kind, you stood outside the door and watched his chest moving slowly, he was breathing and he even seemed less pale than before. His heartbeat seemed normal, it was beating and that was enough.

They shifted him to another room and you also got cleaned up, you didn't want him to see you like this when he wakes up. You went to his room and sat down on the chair next to him, you placed your hand on his and gasped as you felt the warmth of his skin, your fingers trailed over the tattooed initials on his wrist. His right shoulder was wrapped around in bandages and there were several bruises on his body, his pretty face seemed messed up.

You still felt terrified that this was all a dream and he wasn't even alive anymore so you leaned down and kissed the back of his hand then you started to sob as quietly as you could. Those few minutes where you lost him felt like hell, just the thought of not being able to hold him again, not being able to touch him or kiss him made you want to die as well.

He opened his eyes and looked at you sobbing with your head resting on the back of his hand, he had died and he went somewhere, it probably was just a dream but then why did it feel so real? Now wasn't the time to think about it though, he just wanted to comfort his precious girl.

"Baby?" He mumbled so you immediately put your head up and stared at him, you wanted to hug him as tightly as you could but you didn't understand how you were supposed to do it with him being so bruised and broken everywhere.

"You died on me" he smiled as you said that. He didn't want to, he couldn't even imagine what you had gone through, he placed himself in your shoes and was so frightened by the mere thought of losing you to death. It felt worse than any hell he could think of.

"I'm sorry sweet buttons…come here please?" He said softly so you stood up and walked to the other side so at least you won't be irritating the gunshot wound.

"Doctor said to not irritate your wounds"

"I'm fine darling..come here, give me your snuggies" you sat down on the bed to lie down next to him, your arm flung around his waist and you pressed your head between the crook of his neck, he smelled like a hospital but you considered it a blessing. He heard you soft little whimpers and his heart rendered, he really wanted to put his arm around you to comfort you but his whole body felt like he was run over by a bulldozer.

"I'm sorry baby I'm so sorry" he mumbled softly "I tried so hard to not give up, i never want to leave you all alone here you know that right?" You hummed like a child as he said that.

"Thank you for coming back" you whispered in his ear so he turned his head and raised your chin up, then he kissed you as gently as he could, he could feel your body shaking and all he wanted to do was make you stop trembling in such a fear, he was back and he'd never ever leave you again.

Once your mind had processed that he was alive and well he asked you about Thor, Steve had told you that they needed him for questioning and he promised that Thor won't be in deep trouble. After eating he passed out again because he was on several medications, he needed it to heal so you just stayed by his side and watch him breathe, just him breathing felt like a privilege now.

You both were all over the media, the news of Odin, Clint and James's death had spread like a wildfire. The girl Odin had kidnapped was also reunited with her parents.

For the next few days your life revolved around just taking care of him which you were more than grateful for. You went home whenever you needed to shower and change but you returned as quickly as possible, you didn't want to leave him alone even for a second. Thor was there when you weren't and surprisingly Jane visited almost everyday too.

She knew now who Thor was and they had a conversation about this thing between them, both of them wanted to take things slow but you were happy that he was opening his heart for someone. He deserved that.

"Can I ask you a question?" Loki questioned Thor. You went home so Thor was accompanying him.

"Anything"

"Did you ever believe in anything that bastard said about Asgard, Gods, Frost Giants, all that folklore?" Thor looked at him curiously as Loki questioned

"Why are you asking now, brother?"

"I just..he said i wasn't his blood, and I'm honestly thankful for that..no offense"

"I took some" they both chuckled as Thor said that.

"I just..it's stupid never mind"

"Mother always believed him, she always said that she was the queen of Asgard. Look it doesn't matter anymore, let's just say even if it were all true what he did with those innocent people was evil and he deserves to rot in hell for that" Loki nodded as Thor said that.

"He's definitely in Hel"

He wanted to stop thinking about this but he couldn't. Bruce came for the routine checkup and he was surprised to find out that Loki had survived death before as well. When he cut his wrist that one time, there was no way he should have been alive after that. He told him that he was really lucky to be able to beat death twice now.

Natasha was sentenced for six months for trying to deceive the law enforcement, shockingly enough she didn't say anything about Thor or that he kidnapped her. Maybe she really did want to leave the past behind, you'd never forgive her for what she had done with Loki but you weren't going to judge her either. Hopefully she had learned her lesson.

You were sitting on the waiting chair outside his room to wait for the visiting hour when a woman approached and sat down next to you.

"You're y/n right?" She asked you so you nodded "I have seen you on the news..i mean I read about you after the last time Odin was caught" She told you so you nodded but you were confused, what did she want now?

"Are you a reporter or something?" You asked her so she shook her head

"No sorry.. I'm Ashley. I just wanted to see Loki" she said to you so you nodded.

"Let me guess..you guys had sex" you bit on your cheek and you could see she was slightly taken aback by the assumption.

"Uhhh yeah..once, he was my first actually but trust me none of us wanted it" she chuckled but she seemed petrified by the memory.

"Uh-huh? Weird, you're the only fling of his that came to see him, even his ex wife didn't come, didn't even call"

"I'm not ummm..we were not..look he saved my life once but I never wanted to see him or any of those people again so I never tried to find him but now that Odin is gone for good..I just wanted to thank him..every day since that night I have thought about him atleast once a day" her eyes teared up and you looked at her shocked.

"Are you Jennifer? The girl he helped escape from the cult when he was sixteen?" She nodded as you said that.

Saying that Loki was dumbfounded to see her would be an understatement, all this time he thought she had perished that night in the woods but she made it out okay. She healed from the past, she changed her name and she was able to make a life for herself.

"I'm sorry I know it probably doesn't mean much now but–" he cut her off before she could apologise.

"It does..it really does Jennifer..i have spent several sleepless nights thinking about what happened to you..and..ohh you have no clue how relieved I am"

His eyes teared up and the genuine concern in his voice made her smile. She pulled out a picture from her purse and showed it to him.

"Is that..your kid?" He asked her and she nodded.

"All because of you" she whispered softly as she smiled.

"Wait..uhhh..it's not.." he looked at her terrified because he feared that the kid belonged to him.

"Oh no no don't worry ..she's not yours" she chuckled and he did too.

It felt awkward watching them converse with each other, you also felt jealous in a weird way. You felt happy that she came to him as you knew that would help a little with how he felt about himself but you still felt a little jealous, it was instinctual. You couldn't help but wonder if things would have been different amongst them if they had met before or if she had looked for him before he met Jolene. Before he got back to you.

"I just ..after I got out of there i got into therapy, it changed my life, I'm sorry i didn't look for you before, as long as that monster was alive i didn't want to do anything that would make me face him again" her voice cracked so he grabbed her hand to comfort her. Yeah you were definitely jealous.

"I get it, I would do the same if I was you. Besides I hurt you as well that night" he looked down feeling ashamed of what he had done with her.

"You had to..you had no choice Loki, i never blamed you, i always had gratitude for you than resentment"

She comforted him. She visited him everyday for as long as he was in the hospital, you had realized that they both had a lot in common, they liked the same type of music and they both loved reading old school literature that you never really understood.

Loki was finally getting discharged after two weeks so you took him back home with you. According to Bruce, Loki had made a quick recovery but the wound was still healing so you had to take care of his dressing from time to time.

You prepared a bath for him and shampooed his hair, he desperately needed it. You loved taking care of him like this but you never ever wanted to see him go through such torment again. Last few days have been the worst.

"Come here" he mumbled as he sat down on the couch in the living room so you looked at him.

Ever since that day he had noticed a change in you, you didn't seem as carefree as you used to be, he missed that girl and he blamed himself for letting those assholes take away that childlike innocence from you. They drenched you in his blood, you watched them torture him, that bastard was going to rape you and then he died while he held your hand in his, he couldn't even imagine how traumatic all of that must have been for you. He couldn't do much while he was recovering, at the hospital you both didn't have any privacy but now that you two had gotten back home he just wanted to hold you and ease your worries, even if just a bit.

"Let me just finish cleaning this up okay?" You told him and he tilted his head, you never denied the chance to sit on his lap before so it really bothered him.

"Babbbyyy? Come here alright? I'm not requesting" you put the cloth down that you were using to clean around and walked towards him, as you sat down on his lap in your usual position he wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you even closer.

"The wound…ca.. careful please" you mumbled so he placed his fingers on your chin and made you look at him,

"Talk to me little girl..what's bothering you, what's hurting you now hmm?" Your eyes teared up as he said that. There were several things bothering you. Sure Odin was gone but the scars that he had left behind remained and you worried about losing him in more ways than one.

"You diedddd" you muttered under your breath and you saw his eyes flickering "You were there with me, talking to me and then all of a sudden your heart stopped beating..you just died…just like that you left me all alone" your lips trembled as you spoke, voice barely audible to him.

"I know sweetheart–"

"I never want you to die again, not without me..me and you not just for life but for death you hear me?" You finally broke down so he hugged you tightly and allowed you to let it all out of you, you didn't even cry when he died in front of you, for a moment you had completely stopped feeling anything, it was like your soul was sucked out of your body and you only began to feel when you saw him breathing again.

"Me and you for life and for death i promise, I'll never ever go anywhere without you I promise " you nodded as he mumbled softly, pressing your head between the crook of his neck you inhaled his sweet scent, you couldn't even picture a world where you'd be deprived of his scent, his touch, his whole existence "Thank you for fighting for me that day, you're such a brave girl you know that? I love you so much my sweetheart"

You couldn't stop crying after that so he just kept you in his arms and whispered sweet nothings in your ears to pacify you. Once your breathing calmed down and you had stopped crying you pulled away a little and looked at him

"Do you ummm ..like Jennifer?" He chuckled as you said that but then he noticed the sad concerned look in your eyes.

"What?"

"Do you like her?"

"I like that she's alive and living her life"

"It's just..you guys seem to have a chemistry and–"

"I'm gonna cut you off right here alright? That is complete bullshit because I didn't feel it at all, I have all the chemistry I feel right here.. you hear me?" You smiled a little as he said that.

"I do..I'm happy she found you though, does it make you feel any better?"

"It does baby"

He cupped your cheeks and kissed you as lovingly as he could. He just wanted to take care of you because in the last few days he wasn't able to do anything for you.

"Can you smile for me..I miss those giggles" you gave him a small smile but he wanted more so he tickled your stomach with his fingers and it made you squeak and giggle in response.

"Stopp stopp please i love you stoppp" you mumbled between your hearty little laughs so he kissed you again. He laid you down on the couch underneath him and made the softest most tender love to you. The desperate bodies stayed clung to each other while he took you as slowly as it was humanly possible for him.

"Fucking hell I'm never going this long without shoving my cock so deep in this cunt"

You bit on your lips as he said that.

"I never want you to either, I have missed you daddy"

He placed his forearms on the side of your head as he pumped himself in and out of you slowly, this was the literal definition of heaven for you.

"Do you ever want a child?" You asked him as you snuggled him on the couch after the lovemaking.

"Do you want that?"

"I'm asking you"

"I'm asking you"

"I asked first"

He sighed as you said that.

"I don't…I don't want a child"

"Me neither"

"You're too young to make that decision darling "

"I know..but I don't want it for now..me and you..it feels enough, it feels perfect, it doesn't feel like we are missing anything"

"It is perfect isn't it?"

You smiled as he said that, growing up he always knew he'd never want children of his own, he didn't think he was equipped of taking care of them, he could barely take care of you, you didn't want them now but after years if you would want them he'd give it to you but for now this felt perfect to him as well.

At night as he finally laid down in his bed with you in his arms he thought about the day Odin was going to put his filthy hands on you, he felt a surge of power running through his veins that felt otherworldly. He couldn't help but wonder where he came from, he wasn't crazy enough to believe in Odin's story but if he wasn't his son then who was his father? Did that man even exist? He was contemplating what he had seen when he was supposedly dead for a good 9 minutes. He saw a world beyond this realm. The visions were buried in his head and they made him ponder over the question he desperately needed the answer for.

Did he even belong to this world?

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An : I hope this made up for the last chapter. We have like two more chapters.

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[notxjustxstories]

Breathless

kinktober day 5: choking 18+ only; minors dni

summary: after agreeing to stay behind with the equipment when Jane and Darcy were swept up by SHIELD, Erin ends up as the weapon in Loki's attempts at emotional terrorism.

ship: Erin Reeves (f!oc) x Loki

wordcount: 796

tags/warnings: choking, dub-con, coercion, no sexual content

kinktober 2022 masterlist | erin reeves tag | erin/loki masterlist

Erin regretted her decision to stay behind with Jane's equipment almost immediately. At first it was the boredom. She knew how every piece of equipment worked (did SHIELD not realize that?), but it wasn't going to be much use until the sun went down. Without the distraction of three other people running around, the data they got the prior night was either reviewed and documented within an hour or too complex for her to understand.

However, the boredom was a much better problem to have than her next one. She turned around from the whiteboard (her cat drawings were improving, thank you very much) and nearly ran herself through with a bladed scepter.

Erin froze, her body refusing to even take in a breath, much less try to run or fight. The blade had pierced her tank top and was pressing into her sternum, and Erin braced herself for death.

Except it didn't come.

Erin finally allowed herself to look up at who was holding the weapon, and she found herself face to face with a dark-haired man with toxic blue eyes. A look of pure befuddlement crossed his face, and he looked from where the scepter touched Erin to her face.

The man sighed and shrugged his shoulders, bringing the scepter down. "No matter," he started. "I was planning on using the scepter to control you, but there are other ways, Dr. Foster."

"I'm not Dr. Foster; SHIELD nabbed her and Darcy this morning," Erin replied. "I'm just here to watch the equipment."

Again, the man looked her over. "You were here before," he said. "While that oaf was banished."

Erin's brows furrowed together. "Oa- do you mean Thor?" she asked. "Don't talk about my friend like that!"

It quickly became apparent that she shouldn't have said that, if the hand on her neck was any indication. "That louse," the man began, "has ruined my life over and over again, and now I'm going to ruin his. Using the scepter would have been much kinder, but there are other ways to use you to harm him." He pushed forward, slamming her into the wall.

A moan escaped Erin before she could stop it.

The man- Loki, she had surmised by now- hesitated, stunned by the response to his brutality. Then, a soft chuckle escaped him. "Do you like that, mortal?" he asked, keeping the pressure on her neck just light enough that she could still breathe. "Do you like having a hand wrapped around your throat, controlling how much air you get, just a fraction away from ending you?"

"N-no," Erin choked out.

Loki just grinned. "If you truly wish to be deceitful with the god of lies, you'd do well to get better at lying." He placed the scepter down on a table, then used the hand around Erin's neck to lift her off her feet and carry her across the room, her legs kicking madly all the while.

Loki finally set her down, forcing her to sit on another table, and when he snapped is fingers, it cleared itself off. "You have two options here, girl. You can either hurt my brother when he learns how his mortal friend begged for my cock, or you can hurt him when he learns how you begged for mercy before I snapped that pretty little neck of yours. Take your pick."

Erin was nothing if not pragmatic. It was what led her to astrophysics in the first place. And she knew damn well that neither of the options she was presented with would keep her alive for long.

Solution in mind, Erin straightened her back and slowly removed her jacket. "You want to hurt Thor?" she asked, tossing the article of clothing aside. "Let me tell you exactly how to make me beg, and then I'll tell him myself."

Loki smirked, admiring the body that was slowly being revealed to him. "That does sound promising," he mused. He reached out, ghosting his fingers along his neck. "Will strangling you half to death not suffice?"

"Not if you really, truly want me to beg. Which would be more satisfying? Fucking me like a brainless, rutting bull then telling Thor I begged for it, or watching the look on his face when he realizes it's true? That you didn't have to force me at all, that all it took was a few little tricks, and you had me begging for my master's cock, ready and willing to betray my friend?"

A low growl rumbled in Loki's chest, and he unbuttoned Erin's pants, reaching down below her underwear. "It seems our conversation is already making you wet, my dear," he mused. He leaned in and whispered in her ear. "I can't wait to hear how to make you scream."

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[agentofagony]

I NEVER see the Loki antis in the Young Avengers fandom notice that Loki did not intend to actively put Billy in danger? Obviously it was still shitty but the plan was 'make him choose between dying/leaving Teddy and giving me his powers temporarily' with the assumption that Billy was in a good place. Billy was suicidal, and as soon as Loki realizes this, they intervene and they feel awful since they can empathize. They change gears accordingly. That's the whole storyline: nothing goes how Loki calculated it would play out. It does not excuse their actions. Loki DID genuinely care about Billy though and they think of the team as their friends. Billy himself even acknowledged this and tells Loki he still cares about them, BUT that forgiveness isn't solely Billy's to give. Kind of love how well he clearly knows Loki lmao

Anon Idk why what are you talking about in the first half. Are you saying I'm an anti Loki? Because if you are then you're in for a ride bub I love him.

I'm not sure if I have adhd yet or not because therapy is hard to get around here but what I know is that I have a hyperfixtion on Loki to the point that the only other marvel characters I care about other than him are either has the same problems as Loki, and or I want him to interact with them(Doyle,clea, brucebanner, deadpool, ironlad/kang) ,or they're related to Loki(the young avengers, amora, thor), Or has a beef with Loki (doctor strange and bats duh), or Loki interacted with them once(wolverine, Spiderman, kamala)

But if you're saying you never seen an anti Loki's in the young avengers Fandom then guess again. I literally saw someone saying "fuck Loki, Angela should've been on the young avengers team instead " on Twitter which is hilarious because like Angela is very old, and the rinecruited/current Loki is considered/supposed to be a young adult . And another one reqouted with a gif of a women getting hit by a train with the caption" another young avengers story about Loki"(all thought they might meant they will get hit with emotions Idk)

I unknowingly rebloged a post from an anti Loki part of the young avengers talking about how Loki told Billy to kill himself(which after checking again because my memory is bad turned out to has never happened) in fact Loki stopped him from offing himself the two times he tried it. He even confessed his plan just to stop Billy from trying to kill himself.

I'm not sure when did I say Loki didn't care about Billy? Or the young avengers?? (sorry if I actually did at some point because again garage memory)

what I remember I did say "I don't understand why they care about Loki" because seriously even if he didn't intend to get to him attampt self deletion. He still made them suffer even if he didn't intend to.

In fact I believe the young avengers are the first actual friends Loki ever had beside Thor (yes kid Loki had Leah but we're talking about young Loki who happens to have old Loki's memories ).friends he actually felt welcomed with, related to, had fun with. We know for a fact Loki never had friends through out his childhood.

I'm not sure what part made you think I'm an anti Loki. Unless you stumbled across one of the posts and reblogs I expressed fear of the young avengers reunion story. Because if you actually bothered to look at my page and scrool through it even for a second JUST A SECOND you would've known :/

I'm scared from the young avengers reunion story not because I hate Loki but because what ever is gonna happen inside the story could be Loki's doing in a way because he's fucking Loki. You know shit is about to get fucked up when ever he's around because that's just what happens.

How many times did we have Loki messing shit up without intending to? It's like literally his thing.he mess things up and everyone get mad at him.

And different writers means different looks on how Loki should be. Alyssa wong have never wrote a story with Loki beyond Iligator Loki so it's understandable for me to feel scared from her story.

She would also be writing Loki iron fist #5 too and it looks like Loki is going to be one of the villians which is making me even more nervous.

Hopefully I would be wrong and Alyssa wong would actually not write Loki as the villian . But we have to wait and see. It seems like she might be the next writer after Jason Aaron to add Loki into every story she writes based on the fact, that's he has been added to two stories she's writing for.

#loki #marvel comics #agent of asgard #Young avengers #alyssa wong