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Hela's Kitchen - Just Us Chapter 24

Warnings: None

Word Count: 3507

Series List | Chapter 23 | Chapter 25

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So it's now Saturday, yes it's been a week since girls night. For the most part my week has been made up of going to Wanda's or her coming to mine after work, as both our work schedules were a lot lighter than the week before. It's been nice to be able to have meals every night with someone, sharing the bed with them and then waking up to kisses all over my face. Which, I now realise, is something Wanda loves to do and it makes me smile every time I open my eyes to her gorgeous, shiny green eyes and that toothy grin.

I feel like I'm ready for the next step, crazy. I know we have known each other for just over 2 weeks but...I don't know. There is just something about her that pulls me in, she has been worming her way into my life since day one and even though we are still getting to know one another I want to give this thing a chance. Like a real chance. I just hope Wanda feels the same.

"Dorogoy, you okay over there? I can practically see the steam leaving your ears at how hard you're thinking?" Wanda brings her hand to rest on top of mine as we both drink our coffee and eat our pastries. We decided to come back to Second Asgard, as it's a beautiful day out and we wanted to explore New York a little together. I'm thinking of taking us to Brooklyn Bridge and then maybe the park next to it, for a beautiful evening. I am going to take her to a nice restaurant where the prices are a little steep but not ridiculous. I think I'm ready to be more than what we are at the moment, but I am going to wait for her to make that move. I don't want to rush her or make her uncomfortable, I am completely willing to go at her speed. Her pace.

"Sorry, just lost in thought about what else we could do today. What would you say if I drove us to Brooklyn and we did some sightseeing and enjoyed an evening stroll in the park?"

"I would say let's go!" I laugh out as she finished off her coffee, quickly wrapping her pastry in a napkin so she can eat it in the car on the way there.

"You go get in the car, I will pay for this and before you argue you paid last time." I give her a pointed look and she shrugs her shoulders as she stands from her chair.

"Wasn't going to argue anyway." She cheekily replies before kissing my cheek and making her way to the car.

"She looks happy." I turn my head to see the blonde man smiling up at me. "You're good for her y/n, as she is good for you. But don't hurt her."

"I won't Thor, not on purpose. But I've I do hurt her I will pass you the gun."

"That's what I like to hear. Now don't keep a lady waiting." I smile at him as I give him cash for the food. As he is handing me change his brother walks in.

"My brother is right darling. I haven't seen her this happy in a very long time, the same goes for you. While we have you alone I just want to apologise for my actions all those years ago. I should have never blamed you, it wasn't your fault in any way shape or form. I just had so much anger in me when I heard the news and to see you laying in that hospital bed alive. I should have never said what I said." I swallow the lump in my throat. I don't think I've ever heard Loki apologise and definitely not this sincerely.

"Did Thor tell you off after last week?" I let out a small laugh, as does Loki

"Maybe. But I mean it, my words are unforgivable."

"Thank you Loki. It means a lot to hear you say it and as for forgiveness you are forgiven because even though your words killed me I've come to terms with what you said and know they were wrong. As for our friendship you're going to have to earn that back, but I'm really looking forward to having you in my life again."

"Can I hug you?" Loki asks timidly. I give him a soft smile and silently make my way over to him wrapping my arms around his shoulders bringing his body closer to mine. His arms wrap around my torso and I feel him grip onto the back of my shirt like his life depends on it. I feel his shoulders shudder slightly and I know that he is crying.

"You're okay. I'm okay. We are going to be okay." He nods against my shoulder, as I feel the tears start to soak through my shirt. "We are going to be okay. You hear me? I can't lose you again."

"You won't. I promise I will do better." He takes his head off my shoulder as he looks up at me, me standing just a few inches taller. I lean my forehead against him, it's something we have done since we first met. It just lets the other person know we are with them and that it's going to be okay.

"I know. Now as Thor said I can't keep the lady waiting. She is probably watching this through the window think 'what the fuck is going on'." Loki moves to look around me.

"Oh yeah, I'm getting the death glare." We all laugh out loud as I turn to see Wanda's face soften when she sees mine, I know that I've got a few tears running down my face. I wipe them away as I smile back at her.

"I will see you boys next week."

"Starting your weekly tradition of coffee and a muffin again." I nod and give Loki a goodbye kiss on the cheek and Thor wraps me into a crushing hug.

I escape from Thors grasp and make my way out of the café. I shake my body off as I walk out the door trying to stop the small tremors that have started in my hand from the many emotions I'm feeling. I take a deep breath in before slowly releasing , making my way to the car where Wanda has made her way out of and is standing on the sidewalk next to the car. She opens up her arms and I practically fall into a hug with her, my arms wrapping around her waist as I squeeze her tightly. I bend my body slightly so she can rest her chin on my shoulder and stand back up. She squeals as her legs sway in the air, now no longer on the floor.

"Y/n! Put me down." She squeals as I spin her around once and gently place her back down on the ground. Wanda removes herself from the embrace, her hands moving to cup my cheeks as she looks up at me, the sun lighting up her face perfectly. "You okay dorogoy? You had quite the moment with Loki back there."

I quirk my eyebrow at the jealousy I hear in her voice. "It's not what you think it may be Wanda. He is more like an uncle to me than anything else, and he apologised for something he did in the past. So yes I am okay. Actually never better. So Brooklyn?"

"Brooklyn!" Wanda repeats excitedly as she pulls my face down to kiss me, taking her time giving my bottom lip attention before playfully biting it. We jump back from one another when we hear a loud knocking next to us, looking to see Loki behind the glass window of the café with an unimpressed look.

"Stop eating your girlfriends face in the middle of the sidewalk it's disgusting how happy you look." His muffled voice vibrates through the glass as he fake gags at the sight of us, but neither of us pointing out that we aren't girlfriends. When I realise Wanda didn't say anything, I look to her to see her looking at me with something I can't quite decipher and I nearly ask her out right then and there. But I have a plan, and I can't spoil it with my blabbermouth. I have to wait for her.

"Right, let's go."

I open the passenger door for Wanda, making sure she is comfortable and buckled in before I make my way to my side. As I turn the keys starting the ignition checking my mirrors so I can pull away safely, I see Wanda place her hand on the dashboard of the car as I rev it. She loves this car, and I love that she loves this car.

We are sitting in the car enjoying one of the many radio stations, as we drive with the windows down our hair dancing in the wind. I have one hand on the steering wheel, the other resting on the frames of the door moving it up and down in the wind. I see Wanda shuffle to face me more as she rests her elbow on her door resting her face in her open palm.

"'Can I ask you something?" Her voice breaks the comfortable silence we had going.

"Anything."

"What did Loki apologise for? I mean I've never seen that man cry and whatever he was saying made him emotional enough to cry." Wanda asks cautiously, not sure what my reaction may be. I take a minute to think about my answer but ultimately decide to tell her, it's about time I open about this time of my life.

"A few years ago, someone he was close with. Not in that way, but in a family member but not by blood way. Well they were killed in an incident that I was also involved in. They ended up dying while I survived, not that I was in good condition, but when I woke up in hospital the first thing Loki did was blame me. We had so many fights and I officially kicked him out of my life. Long story short he came crawling back with apology after apology and I think only recently have I been able to forgive him and accept his apology."

We sat in silence for a few minutes as Wanda took in this information, I allowed her to take it in. It's a lot, and even though that's not even close to the whole story, hopefully it's enough for her to understand enough for her to know that I am willing to open up and tell her everything but it's going to take time.

"How do you feel now?" I furrow my brows as I take a quick glance at Wanda before returning my eyes to the road.

"What do you mean?"

"Well it sounds like you went through something really traumatic and then got blamed for that trauma. But now you have forgiven the man that placed the blame, I'm assuming all is not forgotten and he is going to have to earn is family title back, but how does it make you feel knowing you want him back in your life?"

"Sometimes I forget you're 11 years older than me and then you come out with these wise words and the right questions. You know what to say when to say it and when to push and when not to push. It's impressive how you do it."

"Thank you, but answer the question." She knows to push and when not too and now is a time I definitely need a push.

"I feel lighter. Like I can let go of the hatred I had against myself because for the longest time I believed his words to be true, but I don't. Not anymore and I think that's how I am able to forgive him." I move my hand from the window to the steering wheel so I can grab onto Wanda's hand, bringing to my lips to kiss her knuckles. "Thank you for pushing."

"Thank you for trusting me with it."

"Well I trust you Wanda."

"I trust you too y/n."

"I do have one question though."

"Shoot."

"Do you want me to meet your boys at all?" I hear Wanda hum in thought.

"I would like you too. I mean they come back to mine tomorrow and we are planning a friends and family cook out for next Friday. It would be really nice if you could come, just to meet them but I don't want to force you to do anything you're not ready for."

"I would really like to meet your boys, just give me the time I should show up, if I need to bring anything and I will be there." I lean over to kiss her on the cheek as we come to a stop at a red light. "We are nearly here by the way."

Wanda turns to look at her open window, her eyes searching her surroundings, taking in the bridge and park in the distance. I have booked a meal first, before we go for our walk and just spend time with each other.

"Where are we heading the bridge is the other way?"

"Well I thought I would treat you to a beautiful meal first."

"Y/n." Wanda groans slightly, I know she hates the idea of me spending money on her.

"Wanda." I match her tone. "I know you don't like people spending money on you or for you, but I like to so you have no choice in the matter. If you really dislike the idea of me paying for all the food and drinks, don't, because there is no reason for you to. This is my treat."

"I. I. Thank you." She breathes out slightly defeated.

"If you really hate the idea of me paying for the whole thing I have no issue of you putting money towards it, I mean we can go Dutch if you really want to. I just thought I would treat you." I shrug, I get why she dislikes the idea of someone spending money on her.

"No, wait, no I mean thank you. This is really sweet. I like that you're treating me, I'm just going to have to get used to someone spending money on me again because since me and vision divorced I've always spent my own money on myself and the boys. Even before that vision didn't treat me much."

"Well, unfortunately for you, you're going to have to get used to it because I like the idea of treating you. Spoiling you. Spending my money on you."

"I like that idea but I want to spoil you as well."

"I'm not going to say no to being spoiled to something once in a while. My favourite ice cream is caramel, my favourite drink is anything caramel flavoured. My favourite café is New Asgard and my favourite place to be is either on the beach or on the hills. Oh and I love sunset or sunrise."

"Good to know. I will start planning my own little treats for you."

"I can't wait, princess. Whatever you do I will enjoy and cherish it."

"So where are we going?"

"Have you ever heard of Hela's kitchen?" I ask turning into the parking lot for the 5 star restaurant.

"Yeah, Thor and Loki mention it every now and again. It's their older sister's restaurant right?"

"It is."

"I have another question."

"Go for it."

"Do you know everyone in New York?" I laugh out as I climb out the car making my way to Wanda's door holding it open for her as I give her my hand to hoist her out.

"No I don't. I just know people who know people. I mean I didn't know your friends or those three men who were at the club. But I get what you are saying. It is a little creepy that we both know the same people yet have never met each other"

"Right! It's crazy to think we could have seen each other in passing but only now are we really seeing each other."

"Well I see you Wanda."

"I see you too Y/n." Wanda takes a hold of my hand as we calmly walk to the front of the line. "I'm assuming because you know the owner you can just sort of skip the hour wait?"

"You assume correctly." I nod to the waiter who has worked here since I started coming, so he hands me two menus as I walk past and go to my regular chair which has a reserved sign on it.

I pull out Wanda's chair for her as she takes her red leather jacket off, and I grab it, placing it on the back of her chair as she gets comfortable. I tuck her chair in for her, passing her one of the menus and make my way to my chair. I already know what I'm going to get and what drink I would like, but I have enough patience to wait for Wanda's decision.

"Is there anything you would suggest?" Wanda peaks up over her menu seeing mine laying on the table discarded.

"I am going to have the sirloin steak, medium rare as they cook it perfectly here. I get chunky chips and peas as well. It's just what I need."

"Well that sounds delicious so I will have what you are having, and for a drink I will just have a cheap glass of red." I smile and nod at Wanda as I see Hela appear from her office making her way over.

"Y/n! Honey, it's been a minute."

"Well it took you long enough to make an appearance I was going to call a waiter over." I laugh out loud.

"How fucking rude of you! I will let you know I wasn't aware you were coming here tonight."

"Well you better train your staff better." I jest. Hela juts her chin at my words, but I know she knows I mean no harm. "Anway Hela this is Wanda, Wanda Hela. Wanda is a friend of Thor and Loki's and Hela is their sister."

"It is lovely to finally meet you, Hela. I have heard a lot about you from your brothers."

"All good things I hope?" Hela holds out her hand which Wanda takes as they shake hands introducing themselves to one another.

"Of course."

"Wanda that name rings a bell. Your the Sokovian with two twin boys right?" Wanda nods her head letting out a small yeah. "So are you two together yet?"

Me and Wanda both go wide eyed and stare between one another and then back at the Hela. Hela raises her eyebrows at us as we both recover from the question.

"I take that as a no?" Me and Wanda both nod our head at her question. "Well that's a shame, you guys make a cute couple."

"We've only known each other for like two weeks." I say more to myself than Hela because I feel like I'm ready for the next step but don't want to rush Wanda.

"Well you're stupid for not already asking Wanda out. She deserves better from you." Hela hits the back of my head earning a scowl from me and a laugh from Wanda. "Oh and Wanda your stupid too for not locking it down sooner." That shuts Wanda up.

"As y/n said we have only known each other for 2 weeks, and a day technically."

"Well you are both stupid because there is no timeline on these things." She mutters another stupid under her breath before smiling at us. "Anyway Y/n are you having your normal."

"Of course."

"And for you Wanda?"

"I will be having the same." Wanda places her menu on mine, handing it over to Hela.

"So two sirloin steaks, medium rare, with our cheapest red?" Hela double checks our order.

"Yes please Hela."

"No problem, someone will be back with your drinks and I will bring your food over when it's ready." With that Hela turns on her heels heading towards the bar to put our order in the system.

"She is very to the point." Wanda voices her observations.

"She is, but it's one of the good things about her. She says it as it is."

"So what are we doing after our meal? Any more surprises?" Wanda sucks in her cheeks slightly poking her tongue into her left one as she stares at me, a small smirk grows on her face as she sees my eyes drop to her actions. Well holy shit, now that was hot! She has to know what she is doing.

"No nothing but the walk in the park to have an explore and look at the bridge."

"Perfect. I can't wait."

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mcufan72 · 1 year

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Cold winter days, a lonely woman on a bench, a stranger in the park...

An Encounter in Winter ❄️

Loki and female reader (18+)

Chapter 7

Chapter 6

18+/adult themes/talking/flirting/slow burn/fluff/angst/smut (eventually)

Warnings: two adorable idiots in love, passionate kisses and in the end it gets steamy and slightly smutty...

Loki left the terrace and went to the fireplace lounge. He passed the bar and grabbed a cocktail from the counter, a 'Fjellbekk'. He needed something stronger than champagne to drink. He needed a moment to calm himself and his cock down. He was overwhelmed and irritated. Did he just kiss you? You? The most precious girl he had ever met? How dare he? What, in the name of the Norns, had gotten into him? But you wanted it too, right?

And you tasted so good and your closeness and your embrace felt good, too good and it made him feel safe and valued…and aroused. He could barely remember what it felt like to get lovingly hugged by a woman who didn't just want to fuck him. And then his body betrayed him. Why? Why did he have to be so horny? Why wasn't he able to restrain himself? It was just a friendship kiss, wasn't it? You wouldn't forgive him, would you? Loki went up and down in the room, sipping at his drink. The refreshing and pleasant, sweet taste of the aquavit, vodka and lime juice slowly cooled him down.

"Ah, here you are, " Thor said when he found Loki.

"Lady y/n asked for you."

"What?"

"Yes, she said you were missing after you left the winter garden lounge."

"I needed a moment alone, Thor. Does she want to go home after…after I kissed her and because of my…mishap? I shouldn't have left her alone. Why can't I do anything right in my life?" and he made a helpless gesture with his hand.

"A mishap? What mishap? Anyway… Relax, brother! All is well! Is Lady y/n your girlfriend now?"

"No!" Loki frowned his eyebrows.

"But I saw you kissing each other and after what you've told me about your dates in the park and in the café…" Thor said teasingly.

"No, she's NOT my girlfriend, and the kiss…It was…just a friend kissing a friend, to…to celebrate the beginning of the New Year," Loki stammered, running his fingers down the bridge of his nose, squinting his eyes.

"Loki, come on, you like her! It was a loving kiss. You care about her. You meet her every day. Loki…brother, c'mon," Thor said and gave him an appreciative laugh.

"So what? There's nothing!" Loki answered, annoyed.

"Loki, what are you trying to tell me? It's obvious that you like her, really like her and there's nothing wrong with it, she's cute! And she's sincere and extremely gracious. You should stop whoring around and officially court her instead."

"Look who's talking! It's none of your business, brother, okay! You can fuck around and it's fine for everyone, you're THE womanizer but if I do the same I'm the whore? You're pathetic!" Loki huffed angrily, sipping on his cocktail.

"Aahh, you're a womanizer too Loki, look at all the ladies who are lusting for you. The only difference between you and me is that we both like different types of women." Thor said amused. He couldn't hide a grin.

"I never fucked her…she is…She is not like that…she's special to me!"

"That's what I meant, Loki. She makes you happy. I've never seen you so extremely happy as tonight and you laughed a lot. Don't fuck it up, brother…she likes you too, if not more. But…keep whoring around and if you don't want her…" Thor said, teasing his brother again to make him admit the truth.

"Don't you dare touch her! She's MINE!" Loki said loudly, anger in his voice.

"Hah! I KNEW it! And don't worry, I would never do that. I would never court my brother's girl," and Thor patted hard on his brother's back.

Loki huffed annoyingly and rolled his eyes.

"You should tell her how much you like her, Loki. You shouldn't let go of a precious warmhearted woman like her. I'm sure she's all you've always been looking for."

"I can't, and you know why. She would never want to see me again if she knew the whole truth, what I really am."

Loki's voice sounded desperate.

"You won't know it if you don't tell her, brother." Thor said quietly.

He patted Loki on the back again and left the room.

"Come back to the party, she's waiting for you!" Thor said while leaving the room to return to the winter garden lounge.

Loki was clueless, he didn't know what to do and how. He emptied his drink in one large gulp and decided to go back to the New Year's party. He wanted to spend the rest of the night with you and the others. If Thor had told him the truth you would still be there and waiting for him.

When he returned to the party, you went towards him immediately.

"I've missed you, Loki," and you placed your hands on his shoulders.

He wrapped his arms around your waist and looked into your eyes. He still felt embarrassed and sorry for what had happened while kissing you and that he had pressed his hard-on against your body. You knew exactly what his problem was.

"Everything is fine, Loki. I'm not mad at you and it didn't feel bad…I liked it," and you bit down on your lip and smiled at him.

Loki looked quizzically at you. Did he get you right? You…liked it?

"I have some news for you," you said,trying to enlighten his mood.

"News"?

"Hmmhmm, yes. I'll work for the Avengers and for and with Bruce now, in his lab. I'm so excited. Are you as happy about it as I am?" You smiled at him, eagerly waiting for his reaction.

"Yes, snowflake I am, that's really fantastic good news and then you'll be here every day, by my side. Is that what you really want, snowflake? To be here, by my side?"

"Yes, Loki, there's nothing I want more," and you pecked his lips softly.

"You're wearing my hoodie? Are you freezing, my little snowflake?"

"Yes."

"Why is that?"

"You weren't here to warm me. I felt alone without you. And I needed you around me, that's why you gave me your hoodie, right?"

You pecked his lips again and he pulled you flush against his chest.

"Yes, that's right, that's why I gave you my hoodie, little snowflake."

Were you two in love with each other and if so, why was it so difficult to confess it then?

"Come Loki, take your coat off and dance with me," you smiled lasciviously.

You took off the hoodie, tossed it over a chair together with Loki's coat and pulled him with you to the dance floor.

The New Year's party continued and it was a wonderful and funny night, full of laughter and joy. You hadn't had so much fun for ages. And for Loki, it was the same. Everything was so much easier and more enjoyable with you by his side. He never wanted to be without you again.

When the time had come to call it a night, Loki brought you to his apartment. You loved it there. The book wall, his comfy sofa, his big bed, it felt like a safe space. Would he allow you to sleep here tonight? How much you wished you could fall asleep in his arms while listening to his heartbeat.

"Want some tea before we go to sleep?"

"Ah yes, please. Am I allowed to stay here with you? I mean, I could sleep in the guest room again after drinking tea with you, it's no problem…"

"I won't allow you to sleep anywhere else than here, snowflake," and he pecked your lips.

"I go and make us some tea. I'm back soon. Please make yourself comfortable, darling!"

"I'll do," you smiled at him and when he had left the apartment, you kicked off your high heels and plopped yourself onto the couch.

You leaned back against the cushions and giggled. Loki had kissed you. His wonderful soft lips on yours tasted heavenly and you were already addicted to him. You wanted more, you wanted him. And he wanted you to stay here, in his apartment. That was a good sign, wasn't it? But it was also possible that you misread the signs, you weren't completely sure.

Short time later there was a knock on the door.

"Lady y/n?"

"Yes?"

" May I come in?"

You sat up straight again and invited Thor to come in.

"It's Loki's apartment but I think it's okay. Come in Thor. Please, take a seat."

Thor sat down next to you and faced you.

"I want to thank you, Lady y/n, for giving back the smile to my brother."

"No, there is no need to thank me, Thor."

"There is a need, Lady y/n. You make him feel more lighthearted and content and he laughs more often when you're around him. You and your presence make him happy. You're good for him, you know?

He only speaks in high praises of you and how much he likes your daily dates in the park and the café. He cares about you, you're special to him and he's protective of you. He was upset and scared beyond belief when you didn't appear for two days at your meeting point in the park. He walked around here restlessly."

"He did that? I didn't know that. And he spoke that much about me to you and…was he really that concerned? I mean…he was and is always decent and polite but distant. I never dared to hope that he likes me that much."

"I'm sure he likes you very much, if not more. He's always smiling like an idiot when he's deep in his thoughts and feels unobserved …and I'm sure he thinks about you then. Yeah, he was definitely concerned beyond belief when you didn't come to the park for two days, he thought that something bad had happened to you."

"I still feel bad about it. It happened spontaneously that I had to work. I wanted to tell him that I had to work but…on the one hand, I thought he wouldn't be interested in that and on the other hand, I didn't have his phone number back then. I feel honoured that he thought a lot about me if it's true what you're telling me. But until tonight I was just an acquaintance, a friend."

"I'm pretty sure you've always been more to him than that," Thor answered reassuringly.

"All I did was meet him in the park and talk to him. But I'm still very grateful for his friendship and that he offered me to sleep here when I had forgotten my keys. Otherwise my bed for that night might've been the park bench." You laughed, embarrassed.

"You would've frozen to death!"

"That's what your brother said, too." And you laughed…brothers, indeed.

"He brought you here and introduced you to all of us. He never did that before. He had Ladies here for …you know what I mean..but they all left the next morning before breakfast." Thor told you.

It wasn't new information for you and you had no right to be jealous but it hurt somehow to know that he pleasured other women but you. And that other women pleasured him. You wanted to do it for him because you knew none of them cared about him as you did and it bothered you.

"He just wanted to be nice to me and helped me to deal with a messy situation…. Oh nooo… and I left before breakfast too because I had to return quickly to my working place to look for my keys…nooo, you all must've thought I'm one of his …bed sheet-mess-makers!" you covered your mouth with your hand and you giggled embarrassed.

"None of us ever thought of you like this. You have been here how many times now? And you spent New Year's Eve with us and he kissed you, I saw it with my own two eyes … so, think twice and consider the possibility of him being very interested in you for more than just for one night," and Thor winked at you and laughed, satisfied with himself. He would be a good matchmaker or wedding planner.

"I love my little brother, Lady y/n. I had lost him more than once and I wish nothing more for him than to be happy and in love for the rest of his life. He deserves it. He's a good guy and I never want to lose him again. You are the woman he was always looking for. You're a good match for him."

You raised your eyebrows in astonishment. You still refused to believe that Loki might be into you. And if so he knew how to hide it…until tonight. Was he really that hideous? Or didn't you just see the signs? Or didn't you want to see them? No, he was just kind to you. And to be flirty doesn't mean he is in love with you.

But after this wonderful kiss, you were irreversibly charmed. You couldn't forget the feeling of his soft lips on yours, his taste, how good he smelled and how good it felt. But it was just a friend kissing a friend, right? Yes, he got hard in his pants and you got wet, that can happen, even if you haven't had sex for a long time like you, besides that you didn't know how long he wasn't having sex but…he would be extremely disappointed if he wanted to get intimate with you. You were neither a good kisser nor good in bed…your ex said it to you more than once.

"I'm glad to know your brother and that I had the opportunity to meet all of you and that I was allowed to be here every evening in the last few days and to have such funny conversations with you all. I also appreciate that Bruce offered me to work with and for him and for the Avengers and S.H.I.E.L.D. and that I got this fantastic job now. It's a really great opportunity. I feel less alone in this big city now."

Thor smiled at you.

"And Loki is less alone too…because he has you now."

You chuckled humbly and bit your lower lip.

"It's okay Thor…I know he meets other women for…amorous adventures in the night. I'm not really his type I think and I'm okay with it. And who can blame him, he's an incredibly attractive man. And there are so many beautiful women out there who want him. And he can have them all. There's nothing special about me."

You had to swallow down your rising tears.

Thor wasn't sure if Loki still met other women since he met you regularly and he felt bad for you.

"Are you sure he's still doing it? 'Cause I'm not. Believe me, Lady y/n, you're a very beautiful woman, too and you're …, "

Loki entered the room with two cups of tea in his hands, looking at you and Thor sceptically.

"Your tea, snowflake," he said to you and passed you one of the tea mugs.

"Thank you, Loki," you said and smiled warmingly at him.

"What are you guys talking about?"

"Nothing specific," you said to Loki.

"Goodnight, Lady y/n! Brother!" Thor stood up from the sofa, nodded at you first and then at Loki and left the room.

"Goodnight Thor and thank you," you answered him.

"What were you talking about?"

"Nothing specific, Loki, really."

"Did he…did he make advances, did he ask you for a date, did he…" he panicked.

He panicked? You couldn't help but chuckle.

"Loki, Loki listen…" you interrupted him and placed your mug on the coffee table.

"Please listen to me!"

You stood up from the couch and made a step towards him.

"He thanked me."

"He …what?" Loki looked with furrowed eyebrows at you.

"He thanked me. He thanked me for giving back the smile to you. For making you feel less alone and happy again. Is that so? I never asked you that before. And there's one more thing I need to know. Do you still…do you still meet other women and do you…"

You closed the distance between you two and placed one hand flat onto his chest, right there where his heart was. It was beating so fast.

"….do you sleep with them?" You asked him anxiously.

"No, no I don't …not since I gave you my hoodie… not since Christmas when you didn't come to our meeting point," and he placed his hand gently above yours.

You smiled at him and let out a breath you didn't know you had held.

"I always…think about you, I always look forward to our date every day in the park. It means a lot to me…you mean a lot to me. I was so concerned that day when you didn't come and I didn't know if something had happened to you…and I missed you. I missed you so much. And yes, you make me happy. "

You felt his other arm engulfing you, pulling you closer to him. His lips just brushed over yours slightly, it was not more than just a soft touch, his nose nudging yours.

"Kiss me, please kiss me again, snowflake," he whispered against your lips and within seconds your lips latched onto his and this time your tongues danced with each other, enjoying each other's taste and softness.

You wrapped your arms around Loki's neck and buried your hands into his tonight's soft curls. His arms held you close, one hand squeezed your butt gently, his other arm wrapped around your torso, his hand placed under one shoulder blade, his long fingers slightly touching the side of your breast.

You kissed each other passionately and desperately. All the longing for each other lingered in this deep and feverish kiss. There was no way back, you wanted each other so badly. You felt his half-hard cock pressing against your pelvic bone and you grind your hips slowly against him.

"Sleep with me," you whispered against his swollen lips after you had stopped kissing him.

"No, no you're not like them. I don't want to do that to you. I want you but…"

"You're right Loki, I'm not like them, I want more, I want it all, I want you, all of you, every day, every night. You spent every afternoon and so many evenings with me by now, that's more than I dared to hope. And you captured my heart, right from the first day I saw you. Don't let me go, please never let me go again!"

You kissed him so desperately that Loki's eyes teared up.

"Are you sure you want that, my snowflake? Are you sure you want me?"

"Yes, I'm absolutely sure. And if it's only this one night, only once and never again …yes, I still want you…" and you continued kissing him and your tongue began playing again with his.

"Then promise me that you'll stay…that you'll stay forever. That I can trust you, that you want me, not only my body, that you not just want to use me, that you won't toss me away and break my heart when you're tired of me, when you can't bear my possessiveness anymore, my need to always protect you," he asked you between kisses.

He could barely stop kissing you and he held you impossibly close.

"I promise, Lo. Please be possessive over me, protect me, and never let me alone again. With you, everything feels right." You whispered against his kiss-swollen lips.

"Then own me, my love. Own me and make me yours. I'll never let you go again, I'll always adore you as the Queen you are. That's my promise to you."

"And I'll be yours…"

You began to unbutton his waistcoat, untied his cravat, unbuttoned his shirt, and pulled it all down over his broad shoulders while still kissing him and sucking at his lips.

You unfastened his belt and opened his trousers. The sight of his bare chest, raising up and down while heavily breathing, the contraction of his defined muscles, doubled your arousal and desire for him. Your hands trailed over his pecs and abs, his muscles flexing under your touch, his jaw clenching. Loki closed his eyes and enjoyed your tenderness, quietly moaning and sighing.

"Undress me, Lo…please." you whispered into his ear.

He opened his eyes again and with shaking hands and nimble fingers he reached for the zipper of your dress, pulled the straps down your shoulders, and let your dress pool down to your feet and you stepped out of it. The sight of you in your lingerie in his favorite color made him gasp. How beautiful you were. He didn't deserve you, but he wanted, no he needed you.

"May I?" he murmured against your lips, his fingers ready to unclasp your strapless bra.

"Yes, of course, Sir," you replied.

When he had freed your breasts, he caressed them tenderly, his thumbs brushing over your nipples. He let his fingers trail further down your sides to the strap of your lace panty and you felt it sliding down to your ankles. You tossed it away with your foot. Loki's gaze was still fixed on your face.

He looked down at your hands which opened his trousers completely and shoved them down together with his briefs and he stepped out of it. One of his large hands wandered down to his half-hard manhood and covered it. A little smile came to your face. You never expected him to be shy but it was so adorable. And he was really a statue of a man, everything about him was perfect.

"Lo, you're so beautiful," you whispered while you cupped his cheeks.

He took in your features and couldn't take his eyes off of you.

"You are so beautiful, my love. Do you have any idea how gorgeous you are?"

You smiled at him shyly.

"Really? Am I? I don't think so."

Loki stroked over your cheek softly and then gently from one corner of your lips to the other side with his thumb, his eyes fixed on yours.

"Snowflake, you are amazingly beautiful, you're perfect. I already know that you will be my downfall."

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imagine-loki · 2 years

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TITLE: Good while it lasted

CHAPTER NO./ONE SHOT: Chapter 15

AUTHOR: Valarieravenhearst2

ORIGINAL IMAGINE: Imagine seeing Loki for the first time after a very messy break up.

RATING: R

NOTES/WARNINGS: lots of angst *written whilst listening to some dramatic orchestra* so don't really know if it flows *haha kms*

VioletPOV

“– so why the fuck do you want me back?” I try to hold the tears at bay but I can feel them rolling further and further to the top. I can’t believe he’s still trying to weasel his way around the truth. I’ve had a few extra hours left to wildly procrastinate about the information Thor gave me; and plan this attacking argument with him being passed out again. I didn’t truly know if Thor had given me the leverage I’ve been looking for, but the look on his face when I said ‘spell’ just confirmed everything. I have to go hard at him now, or he’ll just get out of it otherwise. It is hurting me to see him look so vulnerable but if I don’t hold onto this anger then I’ll never learn the truth. I’m fed up with all of his negotiations.

“Violet, please – it’s just not as simple as that.” He’s so emotionally torn – so am I. It’s sad I have to keep reminding myself of that.

“No? But that’s the reason you left me, remember? ‘I’m human.’ So it seems to me that it is that simple Loki.” What the hell is his end game then? Why bother coming back to me now? Surely something must have changed. He just continues to shake his head though – probably trying to think of his next lie.

“I love you.” He whispers breathlessly as a tear rolls mournfully down his cheek. “I didn’t know what feeling ‘whole’ was until I lost you.” Oh I hate that I relate to that feeling!

“You didn’t lose me, Loki.” I assure. “You threw me away.” His eyes meet mine with a heartbroken rebuttal but he’s unable to argue that fact and painfully purses his lips together as he gives a solemn, mournful nod.

“I’m sorry…”

Fuck this. “Prove it!” I demand with my tears threatening to spill but I manage to blink them away with fading strength. I’ve designed this fight about twenty different times in my head over the last couple of hours – the answer has to be somewhere in my musings. “Master of sorcery can’t manage to get a little immortality spell right? Or did you just change your mind, huh?” I continue to prod in my distress – potentially giving up my leverage if I guess wrong now. “That’s probably more likely right?” His brow furrows as he bites his tongue. “You’re not really selling the ‘incapable’ story. So it must be the thought of being stuck with me then. Was the thought of spending eternity with me too overwhelming for you?”

“No Violet! I didn’t want it to be too overwhelming for you!” He cracks – startling me as he raises his voice above mine and flies to his towering height (even if it is off balance); eyes so ablaze with so much conflicting passion. “Of course I can cast the spell! I made the choice not to because of all the consequences it has!” His tears make my own spill over my lashes as I bite my cheeks in an attempt not to sob. “I never meant to hurt you! And I’ll never forgive myself for all the pain I’ve caused you, but at least you never have to live with the sacrifice that that spell entails.” I’ve never seen him so angry … distressed … even in the midst of our demise it was me who got angry at his silence. He’s never shown me such raw emotion like this before … what do I even say back? He’s giving me the truth and I can’t even come up with a rebuttal. “Immortality isn’t a blessing, and I couldn’t bring myself to curse you with it.” He turns away to hide what’s left of his shattering façade, his body trembling as he swears in Norse under his breath whilst I begin gasping in large breaths of unbreathable air.

“Loki,” my hate filled façade begins to sway and I can’t stop myself from reaching for him; my finger tips grazing his back, “don’t you love me?” How could he not see that I would gladly love him for eternity? I thought our love reflected that perfectly. What could be so wrong with living forever when our love was already eternal? He spins around suddenly; absurdity pinching his brows together.

“Of course I love you! It’s because I love you that I chose this!”

“And look where we are! Love isn’t meant to hurt like this Loki! Why did you not just tell me all of this?” I plea; cold, desolate tears bleeding down my face. My hands span out over his chest as his surround me, shakingly.

“To spare you the pain.”

“No, you spared me pain that you deemed too tragic, clearly. You still caused me pain in the end.” How did we used to be so perfect? “You once loved me enough to ask me to spend my life with you and I said yes.” I caress his cheek. “I said yes, Loki. How wasn’t that enough to show you that I would have done anything for you?”

“Marriage is one thing, adding eternity to it, is another.”

“I thought our love was already eternal.” I whisper helplessly and his saddened eyes agree with me as he stays silent.

“I didn’t want you to resent me.” He admits finally and I can see all the walls he put up to shut me out come crashing down.

“Why would you think that? How could I possibly resent you Loki?” We were perfect. We were equal. We gave and took from each other in equal measure – there is nothing he could have asked of me that I wouldn’t do for him, because I knew he would always do the same.

“Katie,” he mutters as if that was an obvious answer, but the furrow of my face causes him to elaborate, “your family, your friends, your business, you life, everything you have and built without me. If you chose me, you would be giving all of that up.” He lists but I still don’t see it. We had some much together for four fricken years … my life didn’t change then, it only got better with him! I shake my head in refusal of that notion. “Violet, you would outlive them all. You would watch everyone you love grow old and die, whilst you stay the same – with me. I couldn’t ask that of you.” I could.

“Yes, you could have.” I argue. “You never asked me Loki, you took away my choice.” The space between us grows bigger despite our hands still touching each other. “I would have said yes.” I do believe I really would have if he had asked me this a year ago. “I already chose you, above everything else, when I agreed to marry you.”

“Violet,” he wants to argue with me – to make me see it from his point of view, but his energy is fading, “saying you would is one thing, but it’s not as easy as that – the weight that would come with that burden would be too much – to gain life you have to lose life, you would never be able to bare children – I just couldn’t ask that of you.” Damn, damn, double damn. What do I even say to that? I’m trying so hard not to let myself slip into hysteria and the only way to do that is to let my anger take the reins again. I know I wanted this, but holy damn this is a lot of information to process right now.

“But that wasn’t your choice to make! It was mine, and you took it from me.” All this pain in the name of protecting me, phft! Look how well that’s turned out. “Then why want me back Loki!” My anger rises back up again. “What do you want me for then? To marry me? To watch me die as I grow old?” I question as he just shakes his head as he formulates his answer but nothing follows. “Why would you cause me this much pain – ‘just to protect me’ – to just undo it all? What kind of response do you want from me, Loki?” The pressure his fingertips are applying to my arm is getting heavier as he begins using me as a source of balance. “Are you expecting me to just take you back? Pretend like everything’s okay? Pretend like I’m never going to question everything I do and every fight we ever have in the future?”

“No, no, no…” his lips murmur in quiet anguish, “I don’t know … I don’t…”

“Fuck Loki, look how much it has bloody taken for me to just get the bloody truth from you!” An air of exasperation flies off me. “It shouldn’t have had to come to this, where I am more worked up about getting the truth, than caring about you being half dead.” That admission doesn’t make my insides feel very saintly. “What was your plan? To just lie to me – trick me into forgiving you – so that you can have me back without any consequences?”

“No!” He groans in sincerity, “absolutely not. I was going to tell you the truth.”

“When Loki? How many opportunities did you need for it to be the right one?”

“I swear, I was going to tell you the truth.” His energy fades enough for him to give up on standing and he falls to his knees. “After the charity dinner, I made myself promise to tell you the truth. I had worked so hard to try and force myself to forget how much I rely on having you in my life … but seeing you again … I just fell apart so quickly. I can’t control my magic, I can’t sleep, I can’t concentrate, I don’t have any form of will to keep myself away from you. And I know it’s not fair! I know that. I know this is all because of my decisions and that I should have just left it alone, but I couldn’t – because I’m selfish, narcissistic, arrogant …” The torture in his voice makes me want to crumble and just hold him. “I still want you – I never stopped wanting you; needing you … I thought I could summon the strength to just be honest with you. But every time I looked at you … I just couldn’t bring myself to say it aloud, I still wanted to protect you … I don’t know –” He keeps repeating as his eyes glaze over and he just stares right through me. So I drop to my knees too. I didn’t think my heart could hold any more pain yet it feels like its breaking all over again … yet healing at the same time. “I don’t know what’s wrong with me.” Even I don’t have the answer to that. In all our years, I thought I knew every inch of him, yet I was proven wrong. He's still an enigma wrapped in a mystery. “I want you … I want to fix things with you. I can’t be without you.” His eyes meet mine once more when he finds the strength. “I know how incredibly selfish that is … and I don’t have a solution on how to fix it … but you wanted honesty –” There’s my Loki … I see you. All those strategically placed bricks of anguish that shut me out fall away fully. And I can see the man I loved. I’ve waited a whole fricken year for this moment; now I can either listen to my head (which is telling me to stay mad) or listen to my heart (which is telling me to forgive).

“I have a solution.”

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the-firebird69 · 3 months

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Monaco Vibes #monaco #billionaire #luxury #supercar #luxurycar #luxuryli...

This man keeps killing women and it is Trump and they keep on figuring out his plan and they keep on getting hurt now he won't go after his wife that's hard but he is killing daughters and they are deadly and she's going to stop him pretty soon and he needs out of here and Dave Dan is a murderer too and they need out of here too and he's doing it for joy and fun and cuz he's an idiot and a son says to him just cuz you do it for fun and joy doesn't mean that I'm not doing it because I'm a military person and we murdered tons of you and it's fun and it gives me a lot of joy turn around he says I don't care about that it says I don't care if you care it's out of my hair or you're dust and he says I guess I'm dust I said you are literally except for your bones those are going to be a lesson for people and I'll help my people survive forever so he gets really angry he says he's here what I said nobody can understand what you said you're a badly a****** you killed her family you killed their friends and their people that were helping class and you should be murdered by them and I keep you around but your liability to me sleep since magazines I've got he says that don't that be at all I have the job and I'm too stupid to do it right and he says the plan was doing it right the plan and I hear the escape escape the lunch part because of you and you got really mad and you said you can't say that I said yeah I can say that you f*** your father up and you couldn't think and what happens they are out of control and they start leading armies down there and big ones too and these guys have huge mouths mess around with him a lot and get wiped out

Thor Freya

Olympus yeah they go down there and they wipe out tons of Max huge huge armies of foreigners massive massive contingents and giant armies wipe out the Trump brigade and they go pretty quick and Dave Dan knows what he did wrong and it says please forgive me and I said you're forgiven except for you know some stuff on me I didn't get hurt what the hell do I care you went after your own people and he says that's not forgiveness I said what are you talking about I don't care if you kill your own kind what am I going to forgive you for like you're harassment and you look like table steak or something what's up says the boy could have taken me and didn't many many times for that I'm grateful but I don't understand what you're saying these people are helping him and they go and he says my people are forced to move in it's a military maneuver and you are not a clever person and you are not a military thinking person and you're not clear and you're thinking it's not your fault it's Max the max so if you want absolution from your own that's something different but for me you're going to get the truth so he looks around and says I'll never get absolution from them or forgiveness from him what I did was heinous I said I'm not sure exactly what you did wrong because those Interrupters are probably not going to work and he did it anyways and he didn't do something wrong he's an incompetent person and he knows it so give yourself a break before I get an ulcer so he smiles and feels asleep and he died and they woke him up and he said what happened and he said he died you to sleep with some kind of eerie smile on your face

Lol

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Olympus

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misssugarlips · 3 years

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Jealousy

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader

Warnings: cursing, drunk reader

A/N: Hey! This is me again. I really hope you like it. And excuse if there's any mistake, english isn't my first language. Enjoy! Gif isn't mine

You felt so jealous and so insecure. It had taken you a long time to become sure of yourself, to come out of your shell ... Just for this to happen. You felt like in high school again and all thanks to Bucky and Natasha. You thought Bucky liked you and you were just waiting for him to confess his love for you, but that never happened and instead he and Nat starting dating. You were very confused, your best friend betraying you like that, it wasn't fair. Although you had never told Nat about your feelings for Bucky to be honest, she didn't know. The one who knew was Wanda and that's because she saw you suspicious and by accident she got into your mind discovering that you head over heels for Bucky. Wanda apologized multiple times to you even though you weren't really mad at her, she even cook you breakfast for a week so you could forgive her, you weren't mad at her but it didn't hurt anyone to take advantage of the situation.

You stood in front of the mirror looking for some flaw, it had always been like that, you always tried to be perfect; to dress perfectly, to look perfectly, to speak perfectly to treat everyone perfectly. The truth was, that it was very exhausting, you forced yourself to smile when the truth was you wanted to cry. In fact no one in the compound had seen you cry, you didn't allow it, you always had a smile on your face. Maybe that was why everyone adored you ... Everyone except Bucky. You thought you had him eating out of the palm of your hand, you thought he felt the same as you, you thought he felt that electric feeling every time you two touched. But you were wrong and you hated that, you must have made a fool of yourself in front of everyone every time they saw your heart eyes every time Bucky was around. You wanted to cry but you couldn't right now, you had a party to attend and you pulled out your seductive weapon: a beautiful fitted black dress specially made to hug your beautiful figure, silver heels and wavy hair and you put on a delicate but beautiful makeup. You grabbed your clutch and headed to the party Tony had planned. The reason? You didn't know, and the truth is, Tony didn't need a reason to have a party.

When you walked in immediately Sam greeted you with a compliment.

"What a beautiful Charlie angel" you giggled and hugged him.

"You look very handsome, chocolate" Sam gave a big laugh, he loved your witty ideas.

"You can eat me anytime you want" Sam winked at you and you both laughed. Thanks to your flirting with Sam you hadn't noticed who was behind him, nothing more and nothing less than the boy who drove you crazy; Bucky scowling and arms crossed. You looked around but couldn't find Nat.

"Hey, Buck. How's it going?" You greeted Bucky, since he announced his relationship with Nat you had been distant with him. And he thought that if he pretended he was dating Nat, you would be more interested in him. The plan to make you jealous with Nat was not working, rather it was taking you away from him and now he didn't know how to fix it. He had to "break up" with Nat before things got worse.

"Hey doll, you look gorgeous" Bucky couldn't help but fall in love with you even more. You looked beautiful, of course he loved when you were disheveled and wore your pajamas, he thought there was a charm in that side of you. You couldn't help but blush. He was always so tender to you that the idea that he was now taken made your heart ache in your chest.

"Did you came with Nat?" You asked him looking for Nat with your eyes around the place.

"Yeah she's upstairs" Bucky replied.

"Ok, I'll go say hi" you got ready to go in Nat's direction to say hi.

"You are a big fool, buddy" Sam told Bucky mocking him.

"I know, I know. It's the worst idea I've ever had."

"Of all the bad ideas you have, yeah, this is the worst" Bucky shot a threatening look at Sam and Sam just laughed.

Bucky needed to find a way to remedy this, and confess his love to you, it doesn't matter if you didn't reciprocate he needed to get it off his chest. When you went upstairs you visualized Nat sitting talking in the company of Steve, Tony, Wanda and Bruce. You greeted them with a big smile and sat down to share with them. Every time you could look at Nat, you couldn't help but feel jealous, she was impeccably beautiful, she looked more beautiful than you. And that silly seductive smile of hers, you understood why Bucky was in love with her, she was just lovely and you couldn't compete with that.

Accepting your defeat you began to drink shot after shot, without pausing and without eating some food.

When it struck 11pm you were already very drunk and you were doing a private show for Wanda, your butt was in her face while you danced and she was laughing, spanking your butt. Everyone laughed at your actions and asked you for a private dance too. Except for Steve who was very flushed and Bucky who was looking at you with surprise.

"She has a nice ass, don't you think?" Nat sat next to Bucky while the two of them watched the little show you gave Wanda, when you squatted your whole butt was exposed revealing your beautiful black lace underwear.

"A very cute one" Bucky replied without taking his eyes off you.

"Why don't you just tell her that you love her and that's it?"

"It's not that easy Nat" Bucky looked at her.

"Oh, come on, she is crazy for you"

"How do you know? She told you?"

"No, but, damn, it's very obvious"

"I'll do it when she's sober, not now"

When Steve had had enough he asked Bucky to show you up to your room. He didn't like that you were in that state, plus everyone already knew what underwear you were wearing. So Bucky scooped you up and carried you to your room.

"Here" Bucky handed you a glass of water, sitting on the bed with you.

"No, I don't want water" you crossed your arms over your chest and shook your head. Bucky thought you looked so cute with your hair tousled and pouting.

"Come on doll, you have to hydrate yourself a bit. Or tomorrow you won't be able to bear the headache" he ran his hands through your hair gently combing your hair.

"I don't like headaches" you replied.

"That's why you have to drink water, here" you drank the entire glass of water in a few seconds. "Another!" you smashed the glass on the floor imitating Thor.

"Y/N, what the hell, doll" when bucky was going to get up from your bed to pick up the mess you made you grabbed his tie and gave him a disastrous kiss. Your lips tasted like vodka and even though you left saliva all over his face, he loved the kiss. It was the most tender kiss someone had ever given to him, but he knew it wasn't right for him to let you kiss him.

"Enough doll, you are very drunk"

"I love you, Buck" was what you replied.

"I love you too, you don't know how much. But surely you won't remember any of this tomorrow" Bucky smiled at you and started picking up the broken glass from the floor. When he finished he saw that you had fallen asleep. He knew you wouldn't remember anything in the morning but he would let you know. He couldn't wait any longer. He loved you and he had to tell you. Bucky took a blanket and wrapped you. He left your room and went to his.

The next day you woke up with a slight headache, you remembered what you had done last night, you kissed Bucky and he told you that he loved you and you couldn't help but smile. You knew that his jealousy game wouldn't last long and when you decided to apply the law of ice to him, you didn't expect to have results that fast. You smiled and closed your eyes again. Bucky loved you.

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bigpeepee · 3 years

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i agree with a lot of what you're saying about sylki but i think that in the case of a lot of narcissists (including the one's i've known personally lol) they struggle between swingling wildly between intense narcissism and crippling self hatred, where it IS inconsistent and difficult to tell where they're at at certain times. i hate s*lki as a ship but i don't entirely think it's out of character as a brief infatuation thing, where he sees this version of himself who is way more powerful than he realized he could ever be and thinks he's in love. really imo it's just how they deal with it moving forward, because i do think it would be a good story if they have him learn to love himself in a way that's not narcissistic first, then come to the realization that he can be loved by someone who's not an alt version of himself (mobius <3).

sorry this was long but. basically i think it's not entirely out of character for him but at the same time it IS out of character if they try to establish a long term relationship between loki and sylvie rather than just what we have so far. on the other hand, if the s*lki stuff ends here and loki has room to grow and fall in love with mobius then it's perfect and they're geniuses but We Will See

the reason i say he's not a narcissist is not the self hatred, it's that he clearly cares for other people. even with the high and thick walls he's built around himself, it still shows. it showed ever since the first thor movie, and through all of the other movies (except the avengers) and even more so in the series.

i do agree that a crush on her could be in character, though! but more in the "road to self love" kind of way than in a narcisistic kind of way. seeing in her someone similar to himself (*cough* a bit too similar *cough*), seeing the potential for what he could be, and even seeing things he already is but struggles to see in himself. there are several reasons why it could work as a plot device, and as i said in the other ask, even if it's gross, they could have used it

the issue is the way they used it. without any buildup of the relationship taht would actually justify it, openly saying through mobius that it's wrong but then backtracking and acting like it's just your average romantic subplot, insisting on the "we're the same person" constantly especially in ep 5 but then acting like it's something completely normal. and even worse what they did irl constantly justifying it.

as i said, if they had gone all in and kept the same energy that mobius had at first it could have been a mindfuckingly dramatic way to get loki to self love, and it wouldn't necessarily have been out of character. of course disney wouldn't do something that extreme, but if you don't have the balls to do it properly don't do it at all. or i guess do what you want but we'll call you out on it lmao

but yeah tbh in my opinion no matter how they deal with it in season 2 it was dealt with terribly so far, and in a way that i don't think can be fixed. even if it ends here, at most we can pretend it never happened... which is what personally i'm already doing lmao

also the only way i will forgive them for making me see 🤮 the 🤮 kiss 🤮 is a proper makeout session between loki and mobius

#loki rants

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nikkoliferous · 4 years

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So I was reading this image that was similar to one of your asks about if Loki had a wife would things change. You said no but the creator of of the image said yes. When I first read it I was distracted so I though it was cute. Then I read it again (I wasn't distracted) and, well, it wasn't so cute. Something that struck me was Loki faking his death (which no one has proof of him doing unless you're dry enough to listen to Thor 🙄). Another thing was when they talked about Loki having a grudge against Odin. Basically Loki ended up marring someone who was like his mother. A gaslighting abuser who persuaded him into believing that if someone lies and abuses you for 1000 years, it's 100% okay. Personally I would encourage Loki to hold a grudge against Odin. I hold a grudge against Odin. I mean, he abused the poor man his whole life. Why SHOULDN'T he hold a grudge against Odin? And does that really even count as a grudge? I don't think so.

I’m just going to say this about Loki “faking his death”, and it’s not necessarily directed at you but at anyone who likes to claim he does so: it’s frustrating enough to hear people frame TDW as him faking his death, since we know that not only is that not true but it couldn’t be true. Much like with Thor’s banishment, there were far too many factors outside of Loki’s control for him to be able to plan such a thing in advance. But putting that aside, Loki has canonically died or been presumed dead a grand total of three times in the MCU. One is the aforementioned “death” in TDW; another is IW, which as far as we know remains an actual death, and the third is in Thor (2011). Which means anyone out here talking or joking about Loki having a habit of faking his death is necessarily reframing his suicide attempt as an underhanded scheme to get out of trouble. As someone who experiences chronic suicidal ideation, I cannot adequately express how much that makes my blood boil. It’s not merely annoying; it’s downright offensive. I am literally begging people to stop doing it.

On the subject of Odin, I would personally encourage Loki to decide for himself how to feel about him. If holding a grudge for the rest of his life is what feels right for him, he’s 100% entitled to do so. That’s sure as fuck what Odin deserves. On the other hand, if Loki wants to let go and move on from that in the future, that’s okay too. He would not be wrong to do so—with the caveat that (and I can’t stress this enough) forgiving Odin doesn’t mean rekindling that relationship. Some people have the perception that forgiveness necessarily means allowing that person back into your life, and it doesn’t. Forgiveness is not always something you do for the other person’s benefit. Sometimes it just means letting go of the negative feelings you experience when you think about that person. It means taking away their power to hurt you even in their absence. Anger and resentment, even when fully justified, can sometimes wind up being just as toxic as the unhealthy relationship that created those feelings in the first place. I would never, ever tell Loki that anything Odin did to him was okay or that “he had his reasons” or whatever other gaslighting bullshit Frigga pulled on him. I would never try to convince him that deep down, his family really loved him or god forbid, that he should be grateful to them for saving/sparing his life. But if he ever decided he wanted to let go of that anger for his own sake, I would be fully supportive of that. If he decided he wanted to hang onto it until the day he dies, I would support that too. I think that’s important actually, because Loki has spent his whole life being micromanaged and told how he ought to feel and think about things. I honestly think it would be meaningful for him to have someone trust him to decide how he should feel for a change. This is an excerpt from the Depressed and Anxious workbook that I think is highly relevant to Loki’s situation:

The invalidation of emotions that can begin at an early age makes you question your very self. Rather than evaluate the utility of your emotions, you question how you could be so stupid as to have that particular emotion. There must be something wrong with you if you felt that way.

We are all reasonable people. We problem solve in order to come to desired outcomes. If your emotions are frequently getting invalidated, or if the invalidation occurs around areas you care a great deal about, then you will begin to compensate. You will begin to look to others to tell you how you should feel. You will begin to see others as right, and yourself as wrong. Obviously this can become quite confusing, especially since emotions (just like taste) vary considerably. If each time you look to someone else to tell you how you should be emoting and compare it to how you actually feel, then each time there is a difference between the two you will increasingly believe that you are wrong—and that there is something wrong with you. Rather than focusing on the object or event that inspires your feelings, you begin to define your essence as invalid and in need of repair. You distrust your emotions, and you begin to distrust yourself. Your confidence goes down, your indecisiveness increases and, in the worst case, you begin to behave in ways that are confusing both to yourself and to those around you.

What I’m saying is I think it’s just as important and meaningful to give that power to decide his own emotions and reactions back to Loki as it is to make sure he feels the right way about his abusers. That confidence in his ability to know what’s best for him and to make his own choices is something he desperately needs after having it stolen from him for all these centuries. Otherwise, he’s likely to just be exchanging one codependent relationship for another, and that’s no good for anyone involved.

#i hope this doesn't come across like a lecture or anything #it's just that the frequent invalidation of loki's emotions #and the long-term effect that would have on his ability to trust himself #is not an angle i see discussed often #and especially as someone who has basically no sense of self #it's a topic that hits very close to home #send me asks #loki meta #loki #odin's a+ parenting #frigga's b+ parenting #mcu #topic: odin's family dynamic #topic: loki and relationships #topic: loki's self image #topic: loki has never faked his death #Anonymous #tw: suicide

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lokislittlecorner · 4 years

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!!!TRIGGER WARNING!!!

Why would you do that?

Please don't read this fanfiction if you're easily triggered!This piece just helps me to cope with my feelings and anxiety in general.I don't want anyone of you to feel bad.If you're struggling, you're always welcome to write to me personally. I'm happy to help.

Pairing: Loki x Reader

Warnings: Mentions of suicide and cutting, depression, anxiety, Good ending, fluff

Word count: 1700

Summary:

(Y/N) has been feeling terrible the last few days and as time goes on she slips even more into a hole of depression, one day she just wants to give up on everything already writing a letter for Loki...

Notes: Takes place a few years after New York Loki living in the Avengers tower so they could keep a better eye on him, so certain events didn't happen.

You were slowly pacing the floors of the Avengers tower, always looking at the ground scared to face anyone, scared to look anyone in the eyes. What if they judged you? Do they really like you, or do they just pretend to? Thoughts were once again racing through your brain banging on the walls of your head giving you a bad headache.

You knew you had your ups and downs but this time it was really bad and it didn't seem to get better, only worse. Loki knew that you struggled with bad thoughts and feelings from time to time but you tried to hide it from him, just so he wouldn't be worried about you.Sometimes you weren't even sure if he really loved you.

The bad thoughts just kept coming without any reason. You entered the big room with all those beautiful books which always seemed to bring comfort, tears began to creep up on you. You didn't even know why you were crying but you couldn't hold it back anymore.

The library was your safe place no one except for Loki would enter the beautiful place, you loved it when you two were just sitting there reading in silence, those were the times when your mind wasn't torturing you when the thoughts slowed down.

Loki was on a mission with Thor at the moment so you were alone with yourself. It's not that you didn't trust the other Avengers but you liked to keep certain things to yourself.

You wiped the tears away, with the back of your hand allowing to calm yourself, crying wouldn't bring you much now.

"I'm so pathetic" Another sigh escaped your lips as you placed yourself in one of the big comfy chairs, surrounded by big shelves. You picked up the book that you read at the moment "Tales and poems of Edgar Allan Poe" it was a wonderful arrangement of shorts that kept your mind from wandering, at least for a moment.

You sat in the library for hours not even noticing that the sun has vanished from the sky and the moon welcomed the night. I should go back to my room. You thought to yourself. Slowly you crawled out of the chair, putting the book away and heading back to your space.

It was dark in your room except for the moonlight shining through the window there was no sign of light. "So this is my life now huh?" Tears once again crept up on the edges of your eyes. "Alone in the dark"

A dangerous thought came to your mind.what if I would just end it all... You shook your head trying to get it out. No this wasn't an option.

but the pain would go away. No no no, again you shook your head.

He wouldn't even miss you. At that thought, you just... stopped. Maybe he really wouldn't miss you, maybe it really didn't matter what happened to you. The panic began growing in you, breathing became harder hands started shaking. Is this really all there is? Pain?

Your legs carried you into the bathroom that was included in your room, switching on the light you blinked a few times trying to adjust to the brighter surroundings. You rummage through your stuff on the search of something specific, your blades. The panic wouldn't leave you, your hands still shaking it made the searching definitely harder. Then you found it the little box where you kept the things you were after, hidden away from anyone but you. It's been a while. You opened the little chest, blades bandages, and tissues everything was there where you had left it.

This wasn't the first time you felt like this and also not the first time kneeling in your bathroom with the box in your hands, thinking about finally doing it, but the thought of leaving Loki alone hurt you and you couldn't bring yourself to actually do it. This time, however, was different, you didn't know why, maybe because he's been away for 2 weeks now? Or maybe because the pain wouldn't stop?

I should at least say goodbye. Carefully placing the box down on the ground as if something would break, you stood up making your way to the table in the middle of your room.

Normally this little paper stash was for your shopping or to-do list and now you would write your last words on it. The irony made you laugh a bit, nothing made sense anymore.

Hey

I don't know how to write this but I've got a few things I want you to know.

It's finally come to a point where I can't stand the pain anymore, all the sorrow that just won't go away and keeps a tight hold of me.

I love you, I always did and I know that this will hurt you but please try to understand.

I just can't it's too much.

I'm sorry for being so damn selfish, I never wanted to leave you but I can't.

I just can't do this anymore.

Please forgive me, I love you

(Y/N)

Tears fell on the thin paper beneath you.

This is it. You thought.

Back in the bright bathroom, you sat on the floor leaning your back against the tub, with the blade in your hand you stared at the wall in front of you. It seemed like hours when you heard a door and the blood froze in your veins.

"Shit!” Loki was back and you knew he wouldn't be really font of what you just wanted to do. With the speed of light, you hustled back into the main room snatching the paper off of the table. " Hey... how have you been my dear? " He arched a brow at your suspicious actions. "Good, really good. How was the mission?" You said that way to fast and he grew even more suspicious of you. "My dear is there something you might want to tell me?”

He made his way to you, he was covered in scratches from the fights he had to endure, a dark expression on his face. " No..." Your sight wandered back to the floor, hiding the letter behind your back. "What do you have there?” his voice made you jump a little, you felt like prey hunted down by a wild animal. You shook the head signalizing that you definitely not wanted to know him. A sigh escaped him " My love tell me what's wrong" again you shook your head. "Little one, you better hand over what you're hiding there or"

He leaned down to you his lips inches away from your ear you could even feel his breath against your skin "I have to take it from you" your heart sped up at the sound of his voice. "Please Loki, you don't want to know what it is" "Oh I definitely want to know what it is" and with that, he snatched the letter from you.

You tried to get it back but he was way too tall and you couldn't reach it if he didn't want you to reach it. He began to read and his face shifted to a worried expression pain written on it.

Your heart clenched at the sight of him especially when you saw tears well up at the wrinkle of his eyes. "(Y/N) why would you do that?" He threw the paper away. "Answer me!”

he raised his voice slightly you could hear that it was filled with panic.

" I can't do this anymore!" You screamed, tears beginning to stream down both your cheeks. "All the pain and - and the thoughts and I-I can't think straight a-a-anymore and no one can h-help me! He made a step forward and took you in his arms. You took a shaky breath smelling his scent of wood and rainy days. " I'm here with you why didn't you tell me? If I wouldn't have come earlier I would've found you here laying on the ground" This broke your heart, he was right he would have found you he would have seen how you laid there in your own blood lifeless and numb. "I'm sorry" you managed to say as you hugged him even tighter. His strong arms embracing you, his chin was resting on your head you could hear his heart and his it hammered against his chest you felt so bad to even think about doing it you could never do it not after you saw his face the pain in his expression it also hurt you.

"Promise me, Darling, that you're never thinking about doing it again" You felt how his arms tightened around you "Please" His voice was quiet and soft, medicine for your damaged soul. You nodded pressing your head against his chest, you could hear how his heartbeat slowed down and he relaxed. He softly pulled away, placing a little kiss on your forehead.

"I'm here and you can talk to me, darling. I don't want to lose you." His voice melted your heart, it made you feel much better, just to know he was there helped.

He let out a sigh "Let's cuddle up watch a movie and calm down" You gave him a small smile, nodding "I would love that"

#loki #marvel #loki x reader #loki x reader angst #loki x you #loki fanfic #loki series #loki imagine #loki (marvel)#marvel champions #marvel cinematic universe #marvel imagine #imagine

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parkerpeter24 · 4 years

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Quizzes End Up In Kisses ~ Peter Parker💕

Part-7 of the Eight Days Of Valentine series

Part 8

Warnings: fluff, thank you.

Sorry for I'm late. Also, I don't know anything about schooling system in the U.S. so forgive me.

Middle school was exhausting, not to mention stupid, and you dreaded going to High school. Going everyday to a place for nearly your whole life, a prison called school, was never on your checklist. It was a pretty basic list and all the things you would want to do one day were mentioned in it.

And Peter Parker had managed to get on the top.

Entering Liz's house, you were met with loud noise and kids scattered all around the living area. The snacks and drinks were placed neatly on the kitchen slab. You sighed before moving in and placing your small gift in the pile that was placed near the christmas tree. You were invited to the party by Liz and you had nothing better to do on a Christmas eve and maybe you would find Peter here too. MJ was in the extreme corner of the room which was illuminated by a bright lamp under which she read a book. You smiled at her and her book choice, 'Great Leadership by Kimberly Davis.'

You moved towards the kitchen where you spotted Liz greeting her friends. The party went on, you stuck to MJ in the back until she needed to get back home and you didn't.

Few people were still left, probably close friends of Liz, when you spotted Ned and Peter near the window, whispering something to each other. You moved towards them setting aside the glass of juice.

"Hey Peter, Ned!" You greeted cheerfully. Ned waved, greeting you back while Peter straightened a bit, the soft light hid the mild blush covering his cheeks. It wasn't hard for you, or anyone for that matter, to figure out that he liked you. He wasn't good with secrets.

"Hey, (y/n)." He replied when Ned cleared his throat . You didn't want to seem desperate by asking him out or truth be told, you were shy yourself and didn't want to convert your friendship into awkwardness.

The room was starting to clear and you were now having a proper conversation with both the boys, majorly about school and homework when a loud voice pulled you out of the on-going topic.

"Hey losers!" Flash yelled, indicating the three of you."You need to come here." He called out, you rolled your eyes but nonetheless moved to where everyone left was gathered in a small circle. You sat beside Liz as everyone settled down and Liz started talking, "So, I have a game for everyone." She grinned and then you zoned out, staring at the boy in front of you. Brown eyes squinted slightly in concentration as he tried so hard to steal a glance at you whereas you were, absentmindedly, full on gaping at him. Only, you, Liz, Betty, Flash, Ned and Peter were left in the room.

"(Y/n), you wanna put something in?" Liz asked, popping your Peter bubble.

"What?" You asked, not having listened to a word she said.

"You wanna put something in the bag?" She pointed to the small bag placed in the centre. Where would it even come from, "And since you're the last one, you get to have the first chance." She grinned. By now, it wasn't really hard to guess that the group was playing seven minutes in heaven.

You grabbed the bag and got up, throwing your bracelet in when no one was watching and shaking the bag. You fished the bag and pulled out a small keyring which was way too familiar. A blush covered your cheeks as you realised whose it was. A small Darth Vader keyring that you gave Peter on his birthday. You looked to Peter who looked like a reindeer caught in headlights. You heard Flash laugh, "Do you think these guys are going to hold hands?"

Soon you were pushed into a room, Peter just behind you as Liz locked the door.

You sat on Liz's bed and Peter stood against the wall across you, the tension was undeniable. A few minutes were passed in silence before Peter cleared his throat and sat beside you on the bed. You watched him in anticipation as he ran his fingers through his hair, "(Y/n), you know, we don't have to do anything just because Flash would probably never leave this."

You felt a bit disappointed but you couldn't let Flash tease Peter for this, "Yeah, I know how to shut Flash up." You smiled.

You told Flash that you had made out with Peter and the look on his face was precious. Maybe it would be the other way around and instead of Flash teasing Peter, you would tease Flash for Peter had his first kiss before him. No one has to know that he didn't.

.•°☆°•..•°☆°•..•°☆°•.

It's been almost a year since then and everybody but you had forgotten that night. And you could never.

You saw Peter leaning against your locker as you made your way through the sea of teenagers.

"Hey!" You greeted your best friend, "Where's Ned?"

"Maths." He answered, shrugging. You smiled at him as you pulled out your Chemistry textbook.

"I'm already bored seeing this textbook." You complained walking beside Peter as you began your trip to the classroom.

"I know, Mr. Smith can be tough on us kids at times." He laughed, watching as you rolled your eyes at no one. "By the way, you prepared for the test?"

"Nope." You replied as soon as the question left his mouth, popping the p in the word.

"Well, you need to. This test makes up 33 percent of our total grades this semester." You sighed at this, nodding your head in understanding as you reached the class.

.•°☆°•..•°☆°•..•°☆°•.

You were at your desk for the past one hour, staring at your Chemistry textbook. Oh how you hated the subject. You were dozing off when you heard a series of knocks on your window. Although knowing it was the one and only, you were shocked and awakened from your sleep.

You ran to the window, unlocking it and letting your masked friend inside before locking it and pulling the curtains. Peter was always careless, not at all good at hiding his identity considering that you figured out, but you saved his ass.

"I'm so jealous of you." You complained and his eyebrows furrowed.

"Why?" He asked.

"You know, you get to do all cool superhero stuff and you're still gonna face that test tomorrow!" You exclaimed, burying your face in his chest and taking in his warmth as he wrapped his arms while laughing, "My mom is gonna kill me." You sighed.

"Okay, let's practice together then." He stated, moving towards your study.

"Aren't you tired?" You asked.

"Not for you, I'm not." He replied shyly and turned away from you to hide his own blush as a faint pink covered your cheeks.

Studying with Peter was rather distracting, not that you haven't done it before, but with time it seemed to have become difficult to focus on the subject and you were more interested in the pout that formed on his lips when he didn't understand something, or the way he squinted his eyes to focus, or the way his fingers played with the pencil when he was thinking something, or the way his eyebrows creased when he got an answer wrong. You were so busy admiring him.

"Okay, I got a good question for you." Peter said, pulling you out of your own little world.

"Shoot."

"And element X is divalent -" He started but you groaned, cutting him off.

"Oh, I hate X and Y questions!" You whined.

"Come on, you don't even know the question yet." Peter replied, "You need to practice if you want to get good grades on that test."

"Okay, I'll study. But, I have one condition." You said, smirking and Peter gulped. He knew that smirk. Something bad was going inside your mind whenever you did this. Before he could ask anything, though, you said, "If I answer ten of your questions correctly then you have to kiss me." You said. Your heartbeat was incredibly fast but your face showed the same smirk as Peter's cheek turned a crimson shade.

"Okay." He said, "I got some questions for you." He smirked, choosing the set of questions that he knew you would be able to answer easily.

"First question." He started, smiling at your nervousness as you tapped your fingers gently against the table. You wanted this as much as he did, "The number of moles of solute present in one kilogram of a solvent is called as…" He trailed off waiting for an answer.

You smiled, "That's easy. It's molality." You answered sweetly, batting your eyelashes at him.

"Correct. Don't get too excited (y/l/n), it's just the first question." He replied, mocking your tone which made you giggle.

"Your impressions are hilarious Parker." You teased, laughing as he smiled proudly.

"Wait till you hear my Thor impression." He beamed, "Anyway, the next question, The metal used to separate copper from a copper sulphate solution is?" He asked.

"Ferrous." You replied.

You didn't expect the questions to get harder but what do you expect from Peter Nerd Parker. You were on the ninth question and you were getting more and more nervous, "What is the chemical name for baking soda?"

"It's, Sodium something… Sodium Carbonate?"

"No. It's-"

"Sodium Bicarbonate!" You yelled, making him laugh at your eagerness.

"Oh, shut it Parker!" You scolded, nonetheless smiling.

"Okay, so are you ready for the last question?" He asked and you just nodded. This was a perfect and probably the only chance you'd get to kiss the boy you'd had a crush on for the longest time. "Now, (y/n). Which radioactive element is used in heat pacemakers?" He asked.

Shit!

Elements were your weakest part. You stared straight into his eyes, pleading for a hint as you rack your brain for the answer. At this moment, both of you knew that Peter would kiss you no matter what, but you wanted to get it right.

"Plutonium?" You mumbled a question. Peter, having heightened senses, heard that and stood up from his seat, making you stand up and follow him to the centre of the room. He sighed, facing you with furrowed eyebrows, "Was it wrong?"

He just stood there for a moment before suddenly pulling you flush against him. Your hands instantly wrapped around his neck and a yelp escaped your throat before you felt his lips over yours. Moving at a slow pace. It was sweet, it was all you needed. Your hands tugged at the curls behind his head and he pulled you closer, resting his forehead on yours, "Correct."

You smiled so wide, your cheeks started to hurt. Suddenly you couldn't help what you said out aloud, "Kissing you was on my checklist since Middle school." He laughed at this.

"The infamous checklist?" He asked. Your eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

"You knew about it?" You asked back for his answer.

"You're not good with secrets either. I heard you and MJ talking about it." He replied sheepishly.

"And you didn't tell me?" You asked, smiling.

"It was an accident." He said in a small voice, parting from you slightly and you shook your head softly as your gaze fell on the wall clock.

"It's nothing." You smiled, "Hey, I think you should go. It's getting late." He nodded, giving you a final peck on the lips as he grabbed his mask, moving towards your window.

"Peter." You called out. He turned back to face you, waiting for you to say something, "Don't forget about the Spanish quiz day after tomorrow." You smirked and he knew that smirk.

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inactivespnblog · 4 years

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Supernatural 15x14 (Last Holiday) Thoughts

Ugh they really wanted to hit me with that "please forgive me" scene in the recap huh

This was just really funny to me, especially the way Sam says "it was in the 50s." Like the sass.

Please tell me they aren't going to use jack being in his room as an excuse to not really have him in the episode! I need to see him

Don't have to kill Amara too if Jack becomes new god, I'm just saying.

"Then we do what we gotta do" aw you gonna kill your girlfriend dean? (I just had to say that because that was the dumbest storyline)

"Dude, we fought the devil, I've killed Hitler, I think we can handle a few pipes" and sam's face after he says that is highly doubtful

Dean just pressing the button while Sam tries to tell him not to really just describes the whole show doesn't it?

Of course Dean would have Scooby doo boxers, like is anyone surprised?

"Language!" "That's it, I'm getting my gun" of course that would be his reaction

"But they were my boys. My family" "well that's very progressive" what is that even supposed to mean dean?

The sad look on her face when Dean says she can leave. I feel bad for her!

A mood

Abaddon did not actually kill all of the men of letters though? Sam and dean killed a bunch of them, though they were the british men of letters and not the ones she considers family. i don't know, just interesting to me.

Oh she's crying i feel so bad for her.

"What about jack?" love sam caring about his son

When jack showed up on screen, I literally squeeled his name and I just want you all to know how excited it made me.

He looks so sad dont hurt me like this

"She's making cookies, snickerdoodles. so if you want some..." i love how that's the first time Jack really looks at the door. Food is the only thing that can get this boys attention, huh? But then he just goes back to looking sad and it hurts me so much! Let this boy be happy!!!

"Do you think it's a good idea having her around?" "I mean we do have the son of satan living down the hall." true true but also dean, you were pretty hesitant about that.

Wow, they're becoming self aware. Who knew they were capable? But also, that's a bit hypocritical of you there Sam. Still love you though.

"Feels like Jack is hiding something." Please make that not true. i just want them to have a good relationship and be happy.

I love her so much for caring about Jack and trying to make him happy and making him a sandwhich like give Jack support please he needs it.

Okay but like those vampires weren't shown doing anything evil before sam and dean walked in so how do we know they were actually evil??? I'm not sure that not investigating is a good thing since it could lead to killing monsters that aren't actually doing anything wrong??? like are we going back to the early season mentality of just killing first? because i'm not a fan

Oh, she's doing christmas i love her. The decorations are so pretty

"Merry christmas!" Okay I never want this lady to go away. I'm sure it'll go bad and she'll be gone but i really do not want that. Her little dancing is great

"We are so keeping her" apparently neither does dean

Dean looks so happy and he's being so tolerable in this episode. I am shocked and confused

Just Sam's face, my god.

"Enjoy the world you're fighting for" someone needed so say it

Jack walks in and I get all excited and happy again, but ms. wood nympth seems to disagree by the tone of "this is jack?" please no but also his adorable wave makes me so happy. he's such a baby

"What are you?" Depressed, now leave him alone

"He's a millennial. Don't let that throw you. He's a good kid" i mean i still dont like dean but i love the supporting jack in this episode!!! But also jack is not a millennial? he's three years old. He was born in like 2017???

I love jacks smile when she gives him a smoothie but also am I the only one worried that the smoothies are poisoned? Like the writers don't let this child catch a break and with the way she was acting before I wouldn't be surprised.

Their faces when she tells Dean he can't have a smoothie and gives him tomato juice!!! I love it! Especially Sam and Jack's reactions

Why are sam and deans rooms so far apart? I mean like good for sam but why?

"Should i come or?" I love him he's so cute

How happy he is when he drinks his smoothie makes me so happy

Man she's gonna hurt jack isn't she? Please no.

"The only family I've ever really had is Sam, Dean, Cas, and... Mary" "Mary?" aw he looks sad again. poor baby

"Mary was Sam and Dean's mom and my um... she was a good friend." Wouldn't it have been great if he said grandmother? Also why didnt she asks about Cas?

"She sounds lovely. "She was but um i killed her." "Oh" lmao i can't just out of context that's just hilarious

"We all do things we regret, but life gives us second chances, and it is our obligation to hold onto them." Please don't let her hurt Jack! This is such a cute relationship so far. Let them be friends please I am begging. Jack needs more people to care about him

"Would you like another smoothie?" jack's fucking smile. I love him so much.

Jack looks so happy in this montage with his family!! Please spn i am begging you not to ruin this

Jack's halloween shirt is so cute! And I love that they're carving pumpkins! I wish Jack could have a Halloween where he went out and got to trick or treat with his dad's though.

I love sam smiling over at jack being happy but also don't let your three year old drink alcohol Sam like use some common sense dude

Sam has thor's hammer! I'm in love with this episode

I love that they had a birthday party for Sam! And Jack's adorable clapping makes me so happy!!!

To be continued with reblogs because Tumblr won't let me have more gifs.

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billyboyblue · 5 years

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Wanda Maximoff || Vision Stark || The Red Witch & The Man of Vibranium

***

Wanda found him flying just beyond their balcony terrace. Suspended in the air, weightless and beautiful. His cape fluttered heavily in the wind, mesmerizing.

She felt the smile pull at her lips as she approached but found it slipping away as she reached the edge of the rail. The sense of awareness that bound them together pulled at the back of her mind. A prickling pin of pain nipped at her as she watched.

The stone was calling.

"Vision?"

His head whipped around and he followed it down to her, floating down gently. He hadn't realized she was there she realized, a pang of something resounded in her chest. Something was wrong.

"Wanda, hello. I'm sorry, were you saying something?" He said as his feet met the ground with a muted click. Though he didn't approach her further.

"No, I just got here. What's wrong?" She asked bluntly. His surprised smile was warm but tinted in sadness, eyes straying beyond her to look back at the setting sun.

"Your senses are getting sensitive. Did I disturb you?"

"No, I was looking for you." She neared him instead, one step, two. "I can hear the stone, hear you, almost anywhere. Did something happen?"

"Yes, well yes and no. Nothing bad, but something."

"You're starting to sound like Tony." She joked. His smile was truer.

"I suppose I do." He paused looking back down at her, eyes filled with something indistinguishable. Something that filled her with unease but she stayed silent, knowing he would continue when he found the words. "Are you happy, love?"

"What? Of course I'm happy." She searched his face as she answered, but he gave nothing away. "What is this about, Vision?"

"I've been pondering The Captain's words, earlier. In the kitchen."

"Steve's? What words?"

"He made a comment, one I had never considered before."

She waited again.

"About those of us who will live on after the others go. Himself, Sergeant Barnes, Captain Danvers, even Thor. We will see the end of your lives and we will have to continue on one day."

"Nobody likes to think about death, Vision, it's ok."

"No, my darling, it is not. I am different even from them. I will most likely outlive even Captain Danvers. I am... separate, even from the most extraordinary. But I don't fear that. Not really."

"Go on."

"You are the most precious thing in existence to me. You are my sun and stars. My soul is..." His eyes shined, and a sudden thought struck her. Could he cry? "I cannot bear to see you live for me, when... when, I cannot do the same."

"What are you talking about? I don't... I don't understand." She felt the sudden and abrupt loss of something inside her. Like a string being cut on a balloon, leaving it to blow away, leaving it to loss. "The connection..."

"I've closed it."

"Why? Please Viz!"

"You deserve to live for someone who can give you the things I will never be able to."

"Never be able to? What...?"

"A child, a marriage, a life together that will end in peace and happiness for the both of you. An ending to a hero's journey that you deserve."

She couldn't believe what she was hearing. The laugh that came was unbidden and blunt. A hoarse bark of a laugh. His eyes snapped back to her face, confused and a little hurt.

"Oh, Vision. For the most intelligent being on Earth you are very dumb sometimes."

"Excuse me?"

"Do you know why people have children? Why they get married? Why they choose to grow old and die together?"

His eyes searched her face like he'd read the answer in her eyes, and after a moment, he did.

"Love."

"Exactly. And there is no one in the universe with as much love as you. Children would be nice one day, and we could find some amazing child in need of a home someday. We could share our love then. And as far as I'm concerned, I've already but a rock on it. You just wear it on your head."

His surprised laugh lit up his beautiful face, before sobering again.

"And when I'm ready to go, ready to see my family again, I'll go in peace. Knowing you will fight for those who cannot fight for themselves as long as you can. And when you reach that end... I'll be waiting."

The kiss was expected, but the rush of awareness that came with the stone's connection was nearly overwhelming. It stole her breath as the weight of the love from all corners of the universe filled her. This. This was a gift.

"I'm a fool."

"You're a Stark. A little slow on the uptake, but you boys always get there in the end."

"I love you, Wanda."

"I know."

***

For the lovely @thewonderginger I'm so sorry this took so long please forgive. 😭😭 I love ya!

#wanda maximoff #vision #wandavision #scarletvision #mcuedit #elizabeth olsen #paul bettany #mcu

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worstloki · 5 years

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how IW should have ended

Thanos: *snaps*

[nothing happens]

Thor: Was that meant to do something??

Thanos, in shock: no how could this - [he realises the problem and teleports away]

Thor: Well that was anticlimactic, now I'm going to have to get a better Thanos-killing weapon

[next scene, taking place on vormir]

Thanos: [appears on top of the cliff]

Gamora's voice from behind him: I told you it wasn't love

Thanos, turning violently to attack her: YOU -

[he stops mid-lunge and the camera reveals Gamora and Nebula]

Gamora and Nebula, unsheathing their weapons: You've lost.

[epic fight scene where Gamora and Nebula's ruthless training lets them avoid/overcome any attacks (while working together) from Thanos and is symbolic of their growth after moving on from the abusive way they were raised]

Gamora, still beating up Thanos after already removing the gauntlet: You sure you don't want in on this? You were also wronged.

Loki, recording the fight on a phone while clutching the gauntlet under his other arm: No thanks I'm enjoying as it is, just tell when you want to leave

[nebula gamora and loki return to earth with the tesseract that loki never actually gave up]

[the Wakanda battle ended hours ago and everyone was discussing their next move in finding thanos when they arrive and tell that thanos is defeated]

[everyone gets the reunion that they deserve, tony and steve agree that earth needs its best defenders on a speaking basis and thor and loki hug]

Nebula: If you still have a score to settle with Thanos you can find him in the *space prison for super bad people*

Thor: How did you get him there?

Gamora: You can thank your brother for that, thor

Loki, making the gauntlet appear from nowhere: Oh! You just reminded me, the stones need to be kept FAR away from each other again. Farewell for now brother. See you after 6 episod- I mean infinity stones. [winks and teleports away]

Thor, yelling: LOKII

Tony Stark: Chill, today was a close win and we deserve to calm down and realise I was right about bigger threats all along.

Steve: Yeah, what could he possibly do wrong with all the stone

Black Widow: Yeah, not like he's never attacked earth before or anything

Guardians of the galaxy, heading off into space: Hey Thor if you wanted to search for your brother you're welcome to come with us

Rocket: Yeah we need a new captain anyways

Peter Quill: I'M RIGHT HERE

Thor: You know what? I'm up for that. Valkyrie, you're in charge of Asgard. There was a place in Norway Odin recommended, so set up shop there

Valkyrie: What, really?

Thor: Don't worry I'll be back when I find my brother and make him apologise for faking his death again

Steve: So... we're not fighting anymore? Are we back together now?

Tony: Sure right after you admit you were wrong

Bucky: [actually makes a sincere apology and explains how he is trying to make up for his actions]

[Tony forgives Bucky but doesn't trust Steve anymore (at least not yet)]

-end credit-

[Thanos is in a space prison cell. But he is not the focus of the scene. We get a look at other possibly major villains in cells around him; doctor doom, Amora, Galactus, mysterio, red skull, etc.

A blonde haired lady (hint: its Amora) scoffs and smiles. She says to the cell opposite her "Nice to see you looking alive and well". Mysterio is in the cell and looks up confused. A green glow revealing Loki in his cell (without the gauntlet and probably from the past) and mysterio is really confused now

Loki, to Mysterio: Would you be interesting in getting out of this small, television-less cell?

Mysterio: [grins]

#marvel #endgame #infinity war #script #mysterio #ffh #loki #thor #avengers #hishe #gamora #nebula #thanos #rewrite

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lareinenoir · 5 years

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•Lovely Treasure•

Pt: 2/2

⚠ WARNING : ANGST, RATED MA (suggestive language)

Summary: "You fell in love with her didn't you?"

A/N: Re blog this ☺

****

For the past couple weeks, Y/N and Loki still never said a word. Loki always gave her that same look when she came in, still trying to read her eyes. His treasure was avoiding him and Y/N knew it.

Until last week, Y/N couldn't take it anymore. She delivered another book for Loki that morning, the Odyssey, courtesy of his mother who thought it'd be a good idea he learned about Greek Gods, Y/N left something in the books cover.

Loki was just now seeing it.

Every day when she went to deliver breakfast, lunch or dinner, Y/N expected to get one in return. But when she looked inside the covers of the books, under the tray, or folded in the napkin, Y/N saw nothing.

Loki wasn't doing it on purpose he just didn't know what to write back. Writing words about how he was feeling would need more than one sheet of paper. The fact that Y/N, his treasure, wrote anything at all made him smile.

So, when Y/N came back to deliver dinner, Loki had a letter for her. Maybe this time she'd look. Hopefully she would forgive him.

***

Y/N had just finished reading it and was grinning like a madman. "God given face." She sighed flopping on the bed with a heavy sigh. "Damn you Loki." She chuckles

"Lady Y/N?" A knock on the door made her shove the letter in her pocket. "May I come in?"

"Enter." She said standing tall and presenting herself with a smile.

"His majesty, would like to see you." Said the servant.

Y/N was never summoned by Odin. Never. Was something wrong? She was always carful.

So here she was. Right in front of the king with her head bowed. "You're my wife's Lady aren't you? Lady Y/N?"

"Yes, your majesty." She answers

"Rise my child." Said Odin which was still very odd to hear, then again, I'm not an asgardian. "How have you been liking your suitors? Do they treat you well? Have you taken a liking to them?"

"They are very noble and kind your majesty. I do like them-"

"Then why haven't you chosen one to marry? They certainly can't be that good. Tell me Lady Y/N, what is it that they lack."

They aren't Loki. They lack mystery and mischief. They lack the element of surprise that Loki still manages to offer. He was your first everything, first kiss, first hand held, first person she spent the night with full of passion and love making, first 'I love you'.

"Y/N?"

"Your majesty, I don't know. Asking me to pick a man to spend the rest of my life with...it's all a bit much. I'm 19- I mean 1,235. Loki isn't even my age and he's not married."

"Is this a complaint or an observation?"

He sounded a bit angry. "I'm sorry your majesty. I didn't mean any disrespect towards you or your parenting skills. Not that you are a bad parent...I just...I am grateful." You manage to get out without sounding like a complete idiot. "I am very grateful for everything, but until I find 'the one' I don't think I will be marrying anytime soon."

"You must have your eye on someone else because I don't believe you to be cruel enough to waste my Queen's time." Odin laughs "Just tell me who and maybe we could arrange a meeting."

"My eyes..."

Are for Loki. It will always be on him.

"I'm sorry to inform you that they are for no one. The suitors simply haven't impressed me enough to consider marriage." Her voice began fo crack. "Excuse me."

She bowed her head and ran off. Her eyes spilled tears and ran down her face. Y/N felt like she was betraying her love to Loki. Even though she hadn't picked a suitor necessarily, but the idea that Odin may force her too, loomed in her head. Reaching in her pocket for the letter, Y/N gasped.

It was gone. "SHIT!" Y/N began to scrumage around the room second guessing if she ever put it in her pocket to begin with. "DAMNIT! Where is it? Come on...where is it."

"Looking for something?" Asks Odin

In his hand was the letter. His eyes scanning over it as he began to read it out loud. He read it as if it was a joke and she could only stand there. Doing absolutely nothing.

"Such sweet words." He awes touching her face lightly. "My son has a heart."

"There is no sense of hiding it." She says with a straight face. "Release Loki."

"And why would I do that?"

"Because I'll do whatever you want. Just let him go."

"And why would I do a thing like that?" He whispers, a hand came down on her face, making her fall to the ground. "GUARDS!"

****

"Come to gloat, brother?" Asks Loki looking up "Torture me some more?"

"No. I came on our mother's behalf. It is about her Lady in waiting, Y/N." Thor answers "She is to be married and I was asked to bring you in. You fell in love with her didn't you?"

"Take me there, now!" And not five minutes later, Loki Odinson was forced on his knee as Odin had the guards shove a bruised and bloody nosed Y/N beside him. Shocked and in complete loss for words, Loki tries to contain his emotions. Frigga and Thor were by the King's side, feeling every bit of pain Loki was.

"What is the meaning of this?" He asks trying to contain the tears pushing at his eyes.

"Loki, he knows." She speaks hoarsely "He found the letters."

Loki couldn't glare because he reached out his arms to grab hold of Y/N and she cried into his shoulder. In his soothing voice, Loki tries to calm her. "Shh, my treasure. I'm here now. Dry your tears, my love." He lifted her head and scanned her bruised face as pain hit his stomach. His fingers brushed gingerly across her cheek. "I didn't keep my promise...I am so sorry I didn't keep my promise."

"It is a shame, really. You promised to protect her?" Odin chuckles

"How dare you hurt her!"

"You are a fool, boy! Bringing a Midgardian here and thinking you and her had a chance!"

"She is innocent in all this! Do you lothe me that much to hurt an innocent!"

"Get a good look at her because you will watch her marry a suitor I chose for her." Odin announced

"Please!" Y/N shouts "I can't. Please don't-"

"SILENCE!" Shouted Odin "Váli! Come." He orders making him stand before him and with a snap of a finger, Y/N was dragged to meet him face to face. Váli wasn't going to protest, but seeing his soon to be new bride weep as Odin read the vows made him silent.

As for Loki, every angry vein in his body popped out as Odin tried to force her into saying I do. Y/N kept her mouth shut, the fact that she was crying so much that the words never found their way out. Loki felt his fathers gaze sharpen in his direction as the guards began to beat him. Frigga along with Thor begged silently with their actions for Odin to stop, but he didn't. He seemed to enjoy it.

"I do! I do! I do! Please stop! Please!" Y/N cries out, as Loki is thrown to the ground. It was strange seeing an Asgardian in pain. It was more the emotional torture that was getting to him, but it was hardly over yet. Odin wasn't finished torturing his son.

****

As Loki was escorted down the hall with his father beside him he realized what his father was doing. He wasn't just torturing him for the deaths on Midgard, but for everything before. All his hate was showing in this moment. All his disgust for caring for a frost giant.

In the hall was a long line of people. Mixed with Servants and guards, maids, other ladies in waiting. All outside a room and as Loki and Odin walked through the line, did he come to stop. "Do you wish me dead?" Asks Loki, looking to Odin who didn't even acknowledge what he spoke. "If you don't, then don't make me go in there."

Behind that brown door was love. The making of love. Lady's had a line of people to witness her 'deflowering' and when she and her husband exit the room, a swarm of gifts awaited for them and a little party. Asgardians loved to celebrate, any excuse to drink and be merry.

Before Loki's eyes were a sight. A sight he had yearned to see himself, just not under these circumstances. The sight of his lovely treasure on her back, stripped of her clothes crying out in pleasure. Just between her legs was Váli. The sucking, the nibbling...the taste of her folds covering his tongue. Someone that wasn't him was giving pleasure to his love. Someone that wasn't him was tasting her folds, someone that wasn't him was seeing her body. All of her body.

Frozen. Just as Frozen.

****

THE END

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the-firebird69 · 11 months

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Tommy f is Matthew not bg

And Matthew has a story in the Bible it happens later

Zues

I do remember the story in the allegory where he was a teacher and he went to his teacher and he asked him about sending the disciples to the gentiles and you told him it's not your place to ask so Matthew took it as a sign is supposed to think about it he thought about it and he came to Jesus so I think you're wrong way these people seem to have their own way he says I want you to go and teach them that they're doing things that are wrong and Jesus meant something else not necessarily so he went to them and he taught them forgiveness and things like that and Jesus wanted to have them fight Matthew and Matthew did the job and it kind of turned into a mess. You talking to forgive each other but they were just ignoring what they did to each other and not addressing it and Matthew got blamed for it and it still blamed for it and Jesus is to be blamed for the whole thing and it's my husband's brother and the max use this technique quite often it's covered and it's really having a laundry and sitting here he's saying it the whole time my husband says you manipulate a few people to me to play a few other people want to go one way I want to join the other way and some are going the other way at different times and it comes out to be a meatloaf it's exhausting I don't want to be exhausted you're pissing me off you don't care I'm holding off I don't have to you can just go missing I don't need to know where you are and they blame where you were last so he goes I don't care for that really that's tough s*** why don't you swallow it you have no clue ever why so max said this I don't give a damn about you he spent and all that s*** I said I'll never be spent according to you thankfully for your plan and you're going away and you won't know it after you get abused so he's sitting there saying probably yeah so just let the waters take you. You struggled long and hard to enforce a rule of disgusting behavior murder s*** and heinous attitudes evil people and practically no way out of death for anybody because of what you taught and what you do I don't want to see you every f****** week. He said stuff like this for girls home weeps and says it's not supposed to be like this it says yeah it is it's disgusting I couldn't help but try and hurt himself and you fail you said this I got to get out of here I got to fix that problem and see what's going on and he says I'm abnormally stupid and sitting there telling people the answers it's true and you're mad at me for telling the answers so there you go no one wants to think that they're going to die all the time they have to go after you it's like Billy z. You stop complaining says very simple I can't stop it and he's trying to tell other people this is what you're doing it's becoming very difficult for them we have to come in here now right now they don't have control of anything

I keep firing people from jobs that they need them to do

Thor Freya

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storiesofwildfire · 4 years

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"Don't chase the rabbit" (Fan!)

@forsakenmyths

meme: send me “Don’t chase the rabbit” and your muse will be shown a random memory from my muse’s past – status; accepting

♔—- “Our dear friend is banished to Earth! Loki sits on the throne of Asgard as our King! And all you have done is eat two boars, six pheasants a side of beef and drink two barrels of ale! Shame on you!” Fandral shouted at Volstagg, knocking over a plate of food at his friend’s side before he really had time to think about what was truly coming out of his mouth, what his friends would think of what he was implying rather than what he actually meant.

He and Loki had always been close. Closer than either of them truly let on. Most didn’t know that Loki was the reason Fandral came to Gladsheim in the first place, that Loki had been the one to encourage him to seek something better, and that Loki ultimately led Fandral to Sigurd, who didn’t just gloss over him as a pretty boy who happened to be good with a sword, but a proper, respectable agent.

In truth, Fandral loved Loki dearly, and he often questioned just how deep his love for the younger prince actually ran. Part of him desperately wanted something more than friendship, while most of him understood that a public relationship with the prince of Asgard wasn’t practical or appropriate for either of them, especially on Loki’s part. Most of Gladsheim might have just assumed Fandral came from some sort of nobility, but Loki knew the truth. Nothing more than the son of a farmer and certainly not a suitable match for a royal who may one day obtain the throne.

Fandral even believed Loki was better suited for the position. As much as Fandral genuinely cared for, loved, and respected Thor, he’d spent quite a lot of time with the thunderer, watching the way that he handled moments of extreme stress, and how irrationally hot-headed he was. Thor was the break-noses-now-ask-questions-later type and with how egotistical he could be mixed with how easy it was to wound his pride, he often jumped the gun to violence in times when diplomacy would have been far more appropriate.

He never meant to imply that Loki being on the throne was the wrong decision. He never meant to imply that they couldn’t trust Loki sitting on the throne. He never meant to rally up anyone’s nerves despite his pointed comments to Volstagg, he was just… having a difficult time processing everything that unfolded in front of him.

Thor convinced them all to rush off to Jotunheim, where they killed well over one hundred Frost Giants because of Thor’s ego. The battle resulted in a life-threatening injury that he was still not fully recovered from, and just thinking about it made his shoulder ache. The open vest he wore with no undershirt might have seemed flashy and unnecessary, but the truth was, putting heavier fabrics on the still-healing wound only served to hurt him further. His vest was more or less all he could handle at the moment without risking becoming even more frazzled.

And then Odin banished Thor, fell into Odinsleep immediately after, and left the throne to Frigga, who immediately passed it onto Loki. Loki, he knew, could be a capable ruler, but something wasn’t right with the younger prince. They seemed particularly shaken, especially after their venture to Jotunheim, and whatever they were facing, they were facing alone. Something rattled the God to their core, causing an upset that made the weight of the crown crushing and Fandral feared for Loki’s wellbeing more than he really implied. He feared for Thor and for Asgard as well and having to put aside the trauma and fear of the near-death experience he just endured to deal with everything else only served to amplify his stress.

“Do not mistake my appetite for apathy!” Volstagg barked around a mouthful of whatever it was he’d moved onto devouring.

From there, the entire conversation got out of hand. Hogun was suggesting that Loki was at fault for the Frost Giants, Sif was insinuating that Loki was somehow at fault for Thor’s banishment, and they were both in an upheaval that going to Midgard and retrieving Thor despite direct orders from the king that he remain there was the only option they had. Why Sif and Hogun so openly disliked and even despised Loki, Fandral truly didn’t know. As far as he could tell, Loki had never done anything to either of them to warrant such hatred. Harmless pranks and backhanded comments that were no worse than what Thor’s friends dished out, but nothing to justify such… raw hatred.

They were talking about committing treason purely because they didn’t want Loki on the throne.

Loki hadn’t even proved to be an irresponsible or misplaced king. He wasn’t at fault for Jotunheim. He wasn’t at fault for Thor’s betrayal and, genuinely, he wasn’t wrong about how it would look if he–the new and supposedly temporary king–overturned his predecessor’s last decree as king. Loki bringing Thor home would have undermined Odin’s rule and shown a blatant lack of respect for the king that came before them.

Fandral hadn’t meant to contribute to the ramblings of angry warriors ready to jump off the edge of treason and yet, as Sif and Hogun egged one another on, it seemed very blatant to him that he’d done just that. His words had been interpreted in a manner that made it seem as if he wanted Loki off the throne as much as they did and now that the first domino had fallen, there was no stopping it.

Had he not said anything at all… Had he kept his frustrations internalized and kept his damn mouth shut rather than blurting out the first string of anguish he could muster to try and express everything that ran through his mind, maybe they wouldn’t have come to that conclusion at all.

Logically, Fandral knew that Sif and Hogun had already been thinking along these lines, that they would have been prepared to commit treason even without Fandral’s little outburst, but the swordsman couldn’t help but feel responsible. Guilt weighed heavily on his shoulders, especially as any further attempt he made to soothe his friends’ rage towards Loki and persuade them away from thoughts of acting against the crown went completely unheard. Now that Sif and Hogun agreed, there was little stopping them, and as good of a person as Volstagg was, it was sort of easy to bulldoze over him and convince him to go along with just about anything. With both Sif and Hogun chatting in his ear, he’d probably give in to their ridiculous whims in a matter of moments.

Before the four of them could even decide firmly on what they would going to do and, more importantly, before Fandral could have an ample chance to talk his friends off the ledge, Heimdall summoned all four of them to his home at the end of the Bifrost. As the Watcher of Yggdrasil and Asgard’s first line of defense, they all knew that he could see everything and anything he wanted. He likely saw the argument and talks of treason as well, and Fandral prayed that Heimdall called them all to talk some sense into them or, at the very least, to close the Bifrost to them.

Instead, he only instigated the situation further.

“You would defy Loki, our king, break every oath you have sworn as Asgardian warriors and commit treason by bringing Thor back?” Heimdall asked, to which Sif answered on behalf of all four of them that they absolutely would. “Good!” Heimdall exclaimed as he let go of the hilt of Hofund, the sword Heimdall used to control the Bifrost.

“Then you’ll help us?” Volstagg asked, confirming Fandral’s suspicion that he would be easily persuaded to go along with this ridiculous plan.

“I am bound by my oath. I cannot open the Bifrost to you,” Heimdall said in a matter-of-fact tone that suggested he wasn’t willing to help them. Still, he stepped away from the platform that held Hofund and the mount that would open the Bifrost.

Fandral’s heart sank in his chest. Never in a thousand years would he have imagined Heimdall would willingly betray Loki in such a manner. Heimdall had a strong connection to the young king, after all, so why… Why was he even willing to do this? To turn a “blind eye” and let Thor’s friends commit treason against their new king? Did he have some sort of ulterior motive or was he truly turning his back on Loki?

“Complicated fellow, isn’t he?” Fandral asked meekly as he watched Heimdall saunter off, his last hope of shutting his friends down following after the Watcher. ‘Why, Heimdall? Why did you do this? Had you not gotten involved, we would have been stuck here…’ Fandral couldn’t help but think, but as disappointed as he was to watch Heimdall leave, he was more disappointed in himself for being the one to start all of this. He hadn’t meant to, but intentions meant nothing. Actions and the result of those actions meant everything.

Would Loki ever forgive him for this?

“My friends,” he continued, turning to the trio that stood before him. “Please, let us reconsider this. We are all distressed by Thor’s absence, but Loki has given us no reason to believe he will make for a bad king. Committing treason against Loki seems extreme.”

“Hypocritical, coming from the man who seemed so distraught by the idea of Loki sitting on the throne in the first place,” Sif murmured, though she and Hogun were already hovering closely around Heimdall’s purposefully forgotten sword. “Weren’t you just complaining about it?”

“Yes, I can see how my words came off poorly,” Fandral agreed. “But I didn’t mean for this. I was venting frustration, not trying to rally actual betrayal. Please, be reasonable. If we do this, we’re committing treason, not only against Loki but against Asgard. Odin banished Thor, not Loki. Would it not be better to stay and try to assist our new king to get through these troubling times? We can help Loki–”

“Or we can help Asgard by dethroning Loki all together!” Sif snapped as she took hold of Hofund’s hilt to activate the Bifrost. Fandral felt like he might be sick. Gods, he felt like he actually might double over and expel the contents of his stomach across the floor. How had one moment of venting understandably conflicting and confusing emotions lead to this? How could he let his own feelings get in the way of what needed to be done?

Loki would never forgive him for this, but Fandral wasn’t sure he’d forgive himself either.

‘This is all my fault…’

#forsakenmyths #ask fandral #answered prayers #( side muse ) fandral #( main verse ; pre mcu ) norsebound #index; secondary muses #filed under; fandral #( storiesofwildfire headcanon ) chaos is about that which is possible #( long response ) if it were easy everyone would do it #{ actually been meaning to write up a headcanon about this #so I'm glad I actually got the chance to do this!! }

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