Mending broken bonds ch.5Chapter 5: Not only clothes make a man.
Loki threw the door to his room back in its hinges and pushed his back against it. His breath was rapid from running and adrenaline. He heard Sif's heels go by his room without slowing. Apparently she thought he had run elsewhere, to Thor's room perhaps. He let out the breath he hadn't realized he was holding and a wheeze of a laugh. Laughing at himself. He had run out of all things, ran away from a single person. It was idiotic, and downright sad for someone of his stature. You have no stature. His mind was swift to correct that thought. For a man that once had such stature then. He lowered his gaze from the ceiling to look out into his room. It was like Thor had said, nothing had been touched. Dust lay on things in a grey blanket, nothing had been touched, not even for a bit of cleaning. The covers of his bed still lay on a heap as he had left them when he had woken up from that restless nightmare that had become truth by the end of that day. L
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Heading back to the large gates of Asgard happened in silence. Thor tried to make small talk about the other Avengers and their incomprehensible Midgardian habits but had trouble avoiding a few pitfalls when doing so. Besides, Loki wouldn't talk back because he was afraid his voice would be recognized, even though they were alone on the bridge, nobody would hear them out there. They stopped at the golden slabs of metal. They made any man feel puny, yes even the hulk. They were massive, proud, truly fit as the only way in and out of Asgard. The only physical way in. Loki's mind corrected him. He knew a few others, very few though and he was fairly sure he was the only one. The massive wall of gold was but interrupted by a seam that was not even big enough to fit a finger between. And then the real walls stretched onwards out of sight.
"You haven't seen them for long, have you?" Thor concluded as he watched Loki brush his fingers over the strong surface.
Mending broken bonds ch.1Chapter 1. A cool reception.Mending broken bonds ch.12 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The storms on Jotunheim were never-ending. They would go on for months, ravaging the land with ice and snow as sharp as knives. The winds were so cold the sweat on a man's skin would freeze instantly. But freezing sweat and storms didn't bother Thor. Jotunheim's worst blizzard wouldn't kill his determination, he would face it, head held high and push through the merciless winds.
But Thor wasn't in Jotunheim to test the blizzards and ice. He wasn't there for the Jotuns either. He sought for someone. Yet his eyes darted around suspiciously, this someone didn't want to be found so it seemed. And Thor knew him well enough to be sure an attack could come.
"Loki!" he shouted.
His words seemed to lose power as the winds raged around him. Nothing but a weak echo came back to him. A chill had filled his chest, one not caused by the cold around him though.
This was useless, Jotunheim was so vast, and he could barely see a few feet ahead through the
Mending broken bonds ch.3Chapter 3: An awkward return.Mending broken bonds ch.32 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
As Loki woke up his eyes seemed frozen shut. He let out a groan and shifted his arms. His muscles popped and groaned, protesting against any movements. He managed to crack one eye open. His face was glued to the rocky floor. Daylight hardly made it through the crack where he had come in through the evening before. The icicles had melted even farther, the dripping water was probably even what woke him up. He tried to sit, his back aching so severely he feared it would just snap in two as he pressed himself against a nearby wall. He was still spoiled, all these years of soft beds and warmed rooms had left him used to nothing at all. He stared ahead. He'd had that dream again, the memory. Thor had promised him years, centuries ago to stay by his side. Loki had deemed that a children's promise, had forgotten it even as he ruined Midgard and when he had fled his cell. But Thor had never forgotten, he had kept his end of their promise, came for him in the cold o
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When he felt presence again Loki refused to open his eyes, or to move from his curled position. He knew where he was, what waited. He just refused to acknowledge that it was actually happening, again. Asgard was supposed to finally be safe…. To be a haven from them. They weren't supposed to get to him there. He let out shaky breaths.
"Now, now… where did your pride go? There is no need to be afraid…. Not yet."
The Other's voice, he had learned to know it blindly once. There had been a day when they had taken him from Jotunheim. Then they had dripped a stinking acid in his open eyes. It had burned and burned and they hadn't allowed him to close his eyes again until his sight had been completely burned away. It had taken days to heal, weeks maybe, he couldn't tell light from dark that time. The memory made his heart pound again. The hopeless darkness, relying on just his other senses for what they were worth. He bit on his lip, never again. He wouldn't go through it
Mending broken bonds ch.2Chapter 2. Promises, promises.Mending broken bonds ch.22 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
A loud shatter accompanied the explosion of glass on the floor of the Allfather's room. Loki froze with shock. He had only meant to look. Now the glass that had been a sun-clock lay in a thousand pieces across the floor. Someone had knocked on the doors to his father's chambers. Because he'd been on edge his sudden jerk had caused the clock to slip from its pillar to the floor. The doors swung open and Thor burst in. Mjolnir was aimed straight at the presumed intruder and his gaze was unforgiving.
"You made a grave mistake intruding the Allfather's chambers you ."
Thor stood baffled.
He lowered his weapon again.
"Why are you here?"
The younger set a few steps back.
"I didn't mean to- I just .I was curious. And father wouldn't tell me what it was .."
Thor's eyes fell on the glass shards.
"You broke father's clock?"
"It was just an accident."
Loki looked genuinely desperate.
"Father will kill me .."
Thor closed the doors behind h
Mending broken bonds ch 9Chapter 9: Memories.Mending broken bonds ch 91 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Thor didnt look at Loki as he spoke those words, his voice small. He frowned and sighed, thinking of his conversations with the Allfather.
Father did not tell me much. He just said that he would sometimes see you. Always through the eyes of your attacker. He said he could never see where you were, only the small focus that was you. But he said that those images would haunt him in his sleep, that they were often red with blood, accompanied by screams.
Thors voice wavered at the last few words.
He often said that he wished he did not see
Nothing more? Loki asked, not a trace of emotion on his face this time.
Thor did not like this. Only a moment ago he had been yelling and letting go of his control.
No nothing. But the Chitauri why did they do that to you? How can they be that cruel?
Because I failed my end of our bargain. I did not bring them the Tesseract as they wanted me to.
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The golden sunlight of Asgard reached a warm hand to Loki's face as the sleep left his mind. He felt it on his cheeks and it coloured his eyelids a deep orange when shining through. He groaned and turned on his other side. The warmth seemed to put an extra blanket over his shoulders. Slowly he opened his eyes to let the light seep in gradually. It burned at first, as bright as it was even now that he was not looking in it. Through the curtains were closed it still managed to make the room bathe in gold. He had tangled with the blankets overnight, leaving his feet bare and his arm caught against his ribs. But it was good. He had missed the feeling of waking up without frosty eyelashes, no numb fingers or toes, no ice in his hair. He enjoyed the silence, the vague chatter of birds outside. He felt rested now, and he wondered how long he'd been sleeping. He pushed himself up on one elbow and pushed the blankets backwards. The shirt Thor had given him had come together
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A THOR/AVENGERS FANFICTION
CHAPTER NINETEEN: Jealousy
Loki and his elder-self were getting along better than the young boy had anticipated. They had their fair share of arguments, most of which resulted with Loki in tears, but overall the two shared a bond that neither could explain. Elder-Loki was clearly fed up with the chattering of a five-year-old and that was where all the fighting came from. The man would get so agitated with the little boy's talking that he'd snap. When they weren't fighting, however, the two of them got along splendidly. However, Loki still spent much of his time with Jane and Thor, elder-Loki sulking silently in the background.
A full two weeks had passed, and Loki was beginning to breakdown more and more during the day. It happened at least once a day; the boy would just start crying for no apparent reason but all the adults knew why. At
Mending Broken Bonds ch8Chapter 8: Like the old days.Mending Broken Bonds ch81 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
Loki sat on the golden steps to the throne. He rested his head on his fingertips and stared to the polished floors. His head was a whirlpool of questions and thoughts. He was alone now. His father and mother had left. Asgard was ally in a war to another party, and things werent going as planned so they had to go back to the meeting rooms. They had made quick apologies and promised answers. Thor had stayed behind, worried still over his melt down. He didnt dare bring it up but Loki could already see from the look on his face that it was clearly on his mind.
Is there anything I can do? hed asked him.
Loki had slumped on the steps where he sat now and had shaken his head. But again his stomach reminded him of its emptiness with a rumble. Thor had excused himself to go and find him something to eat. And thus he was alone again, with his mind that would not stop spinning and twisting. He was confused. How could his parents feel gui
Mending broken bonds ch.10Chapter 10: Soap and sour faces.Mending broken bonds ch.101 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The cloud of steam that enveloped the brothers when walking in almost suffocated Loki. It was thick like smoke and made the walls look foggy. The lights of the high windows cut through it in yellow beams to light the humongous room. In the middle the floor was cut out to hold a giant pool of hot water. It rocked silently against the edges and would probably spill over the top when rocked too rough as they were in it. But it was soothing and inviting, the sound and sight of flowing water. Loki took a deep breath that seemed very unsatisfying.
Can you open a window? Im way too warm in here. He huffed.
Thor pulled his own shirt over his head.
Then you should undo your clothes brother.
He cast his shirt to a safe place where it would not get wet.
Its not like I never saw you naked before he laughed.
Loki turned his face away, his lips thinned. He was in no way ashamed of his body, he had never been
Teddy BearFriendship. Nothing else made Loki's mind swim as much as that single word. What defined a true friend? What made these humans crave friendship so greatly? Was it real or nearly another habit the creatures clung to, like brushing their teeth at certain times throughout the day?Teddy Bear2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Loki didn't need friends. He had ever had them and he never would.
The Avengers. He was technically a part of them now, but he had never felt so on the outside before, so not belonging with them. (Or anyone, for that matter.) Even he and Thor, who's relationship had been somewhat salvaged, no longer felt genuine. At least, that's what Loki thought about the matter. Loki thought about a lot of things, especially during his daily walks, which, thank you, he preferred to take alone.
On this particular day, he noticed a small child, a girl with blonde hair who couldn't have been older than seven. She had tripped and scraped up her knees pretty badly. The girl's mother held her as she cried, her head resting against
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Loki languidly looked out of the window at the falling snow. He had loved to build snowmen and play around in the cold as a child but now it only reminded him of what he wished he could forget. Looking down at his hands doubtingly he wondered whether he would transform under the touch of this weather. He had searched the whole library (as soon as he had been allowed to leave his...room, as they called it, but Loki saw it as what it was: a prison.) for an explanation of the magic that had given him an Asgardian appearance since he had been a baby, but hadn't found anything. Asking Odin about would have been the next, logical step, but he was too proud for that. Talking about his true nature with him once had been more than enough. Loki snorted in contempt.
If it had been for him, we never would have talked about it. He would have been just fine lying to me for the rest of his sorry life.
The snowflakes were whirling around much faster now
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Loki smacked away Thor's arm and turned. "I cannot ask forgiveness." He turned to Thor, glaring. "I won't." it seemed it was all finally wearing on him, though. Thor could see the distress in his brothers' eyes. Thor's words had reached him, no matter how he was trying to fight them.
"Why do you deny being forgiven brother? Do you want to continue this life? Do you enjoy it?" Thor said, hoping to break down the walls a little bit more.
"Enjoy it?!" Loki laughed hysterically. "Enjoy knowing you're the bastard spawn of a monster race, taken in to always live in the shadow of another now knowing I was never meant for this life.. That I've let down all who I wanted to make proud You think I enjoy it, brother?!" he glared at Thor.
"If you don't, then why continue living this way? And don't say you have no other choice." Thor watched him, sitting upon one of the rocks. He crossed his arms, glancing down at his Asgardian uniform before his eyes
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The visit of the Olympians got my father to wondering about our version of the Divine Messenger. After all, the Egyptians have Thoth, the Romans have Mercury and the Greeks have Hermes. Even the Christians have the souls of the Saints to deliver messages between the mortal and immortal realms.
Soon after Apollo recovered from the incident with Mjolnir, the Olympians left Asgard vowing never to return. Honestly, they won't be missed. However, Father became obsessed with ranks and titles. Everyone has to have a title now like "god of love", "goddess of spring", etcetera. He handed them out like lightning. No one was missed. Even the lowliest stable hand now has an important sounding title. It's ridiculous.
Mine is naturally, God of Mischief. (I am so much more than that, but Father never had a grand imagination.)
Naturally, he holds the most important title.
He's calling himself "The Allfather". I guess "Godfather" just was not aggrandizing
Stitched Up (8/?)"Stark, what the fuck is he doing here?" Clint growled, arrow already notched and aimed at Loki's forehead, whose eyes were wide with fear. Tony dropped the knife, moving round the table to push in front of him. Clint lowered his bow slightly, but his face remained royally pissed off. Natasha appeared behind him, hand flying to her gun. Her eyes swept the room, locking on the God of Mischief, who had left his seat and crouched, shaking, in the corner of the kitchenette that was furthest from the assassins. The black widow holstered her gun, approaching the God with unexpected hesitancy. Tony watched, tense, ready to jump to Loki's aid if necessary.Stitched Up (8/?)2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"What happened to him?" She murmured, kneeling in front of him, not touching, nor so close as to scare him. She looked almost....concerned, Tony thought.
"Odin." Clint whipped around to face Steve and Bruce, entering from the balcony. Steve moved rapidly across the room, pushing Clints bow down in his surprise. If the Cap and Banner w
Avengers Day Off"Whos idea was this again?" Steve asked, as he and the rest of the group walked through the parking lot and closer to their destination, each of them carrying totebags on their shoulders. It was a clear, bright summer day, and was one of the only days where Director Fury let the Avengers forget about their duties, and go enjoy themselves. It was mildly hot out, and the sun beating down on on the earth below made the heat index rise, making it feel much hotter then it actually was. And of all days, this was the day which the air conditioning inside the Avengers tower broke down. Tony had instructed JARVIS to fix it immiditely, but the estimated time needed for the repair was a good 3 hours. Nobody could stand the heat. The temperature inside was hotter then outside! So, everyone suggested ideas of what they could do for the time being to keep themselves cool.Avengers Day Off2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Tony and Clints." Natasha said, answering the captains question. "Well... mostly Clint's idea."
The place that everyone was at,
Asgardian Angst Day 7I have been indisposed as of late. By "indisposed" I mean "recovering from massive injuries". Three cracked ribs, a torn rotator cuff, a broken femur, a concussion, massive internal hemorrhaging and a shattered left testicle.Asgardian Angst Day 72 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
"Who did this", you might ask. Was it some great green ogre? My insipid brother?
Nay, nay, 'twas a woman that injured me thus.
I am beaten and Sif is bald.
I would say the sight of her pointy, yet shiny, head outweighs the beating she gave me, but, alas, it hurts to laugh.
Lesson: Thou shalt never come between a woman and her crowning glory.
Or in other words, don't screw with a woman's hair! EVER! Don't even think about it! Bad things will happen.