#and yes loki and sigyn love each other

[annachum]

How Sigyn is portrayed in some adaptations : * a victim of abuse, a passive woman who goes along whatever Loki says and does, a ' traditionally Feminine ' woman who stood out from the rest of her Asgardian war like peers *

What Sigyn actually is : * a kickass valkyrie and volva ( a term for Norse Witches and Wizards ), powerful magic wielder, CONSCIOUSLY chose to stay with Loki and shield him from poison with her shield in Ragnarok in Norse Myths, offers compassion and aspects of victory in any way to those who pray to her, is ONE OF THE NORSE DEITIES ( aside from several others like Odin, Frigga, Thor and Tyr ) THAT ANCIENT NORDIC PEOPLE PRAY FOR VICTORIES IN BATTLE IN ANY WAY *

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[amphitriteswife]

💚marry me!💜

For @rorlokiswifey

Sigyn mentioned in this post is from @mizz-sea-nymph

Lil angsty but it gonna be okii

Tagging: @praisethesuuun @nicasdreamer @swallowtail-lotus @tinyy-tea-cup @jonquilclegane

Walking up the steps of Valhalla you tried your best to ignore the Nordic god floating above you. He had been pestering you for some years now. Why? Because he proposed, after he only knew you for 1 month. His words were that he could already sense you were the one. Ofcourse that was a lie and he immediately went to the fates to see if you would be his partner. Typical of Loki. ‘Comeeee ooonnnnn~’ Loki whined at you, still floating and following you even if he was supposed to attend the meeting with the other gods. You ignored his whining and finished walking the steps, entering the green house. He just sulked and closed his eyes, murmuring to himself.

In the green house you searched for some flowers you had to attend to on request of Idunn, who also needed to attend the meeting that Loki skipped. Wondering why you couldn’t hear the exaggerated whines and complaints of the trickster god you turned to find him outside the house still floating and murmuring with his eyes closed, he was floating with his face turned to the sky and his hands behind his head. His hair messy because of all the turning and moving. However, he wasn’t looking at where ye was floating and he was getting closer and closer to the glass. As a sign to hopefully make him aware of what he was doing, you ticked on the glass. But he was too caught up in his childish sulking to realize and then bumped his head into the glass which resulted in him falling to the ground on his back with a loud ‘Thump’ and a breathy but screeching ‘OUCH!’

This made you burst out laughing. It’s such a Loki thing to do that would never happen to anyone else which only made it even funnier. ‘H-HEY! IT’S NOT FUNNY! DON’T LAUGH AT YOUR FIANCE!’ Loki spurted out, embarrassment mixed with irritation and a pinch of humiliation. He quickly got up and clenched his hands when you still laughed at him, feeling more humiliated now but also kind of relieved he was able to make you laugh after you ignored him. ‘I’m not your fiancé, Loki.’ You told him a clearly. You hadn’t even accepted his proposal. Not that you would if you’ll be honest, but you’re not going to tell him that. Loki seemed a bit disheartened by your answer. It was no surprise that he really wanted to be with you, but he hated getting rejected like this. It hurt. And hurt is not something he experienced at often which only confused him and the way he should handle his feelings.

‘…why not, Siggy?’ He asked you a little more seriously now, trying to mask his disheartened and difficult acceptance. He isn’t one to take no for an answer and would push until he gets what he wants. That’s how he is and always had been. Though despite the mixed feelings of being married to him you couldn’t deny that the nickname he gave you was cute. ‘Well we don’t know each other that well, and you proposed to me 1 months after we knew each other. It’s all just so fast.’ Loki’s expression turned a little solemn at your words, but at the same time it also made him thought for a moment. Is he really pushing to hard? But he’s certain you’re the only one for him? Are you going to reject him? No! No way! It’ll be humiliating. Perhaps he should just play it as a long lasting prank… but it’s no secret that he does love you though. The scenarios in his head, the way he wanted to know more about you. He played it off as a crush before. But it’s so much more than that.

You couldn’t help but feel a little bad for saying that. He looked so sad… ‘come here.’ You said opening your arms for a hug, this seemed to make him feel a little better as he walked over to you and wrapped his arms around your middle, his head was on your shoulder and he seemed to still be deep in thought. Even though his body was bent because of the hug, you could see his muscular shoulder a little slumped down. It was kind of amusing that he assumed you didn’t like him just because you refused the proposal. It didn’t mean you didn’t love him, just that you didn’t want to marry. ‘You do realize that i’d rather be your girlfriend first than actually marrying right away right?’ You asked him patting his back, this made him a bit stunned… you wanted to his girlfriend…you. Wanted to be his. His girlfriend. GIRLFRIEND?!!! His expression turned into one of happiness and excitement, but before he could say anything he choked on his own spit which caused you to laugh.

‘So…you’re my girlfriend now?’ Loki asked you, seemingly still needing time to process it. He did have a smile on his face and hugged you tightly. He seemed very happy, his cheeks slightly red and he seemed a little flustered. ‘Well, yeah! You’re cool with that?’ You asked him patting his back as he hugged you even more and placed a kiss on your cheek. ‘YIPPEE’

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Thank you for reading! 🩵🤍

[akirawrites24]

WKAWFIWWK I just remembered the Loki had a wife

Can we get Akechi's S/O with Sigyn as her persona ? I Think it will be very cute to have some sort of similarities to there personas 🥹

I LITERALLY THOUGHT OF THIS MONTHS OKAY, YES I WILL DO IT!!!

Goro Akechi x female!Reader

Fandom: persona 5

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Of course Loki was pleased with this, having finally found his wife again.

Akechi was at least in denial for the months he saw you in the Metaverse.

When he deceived the thieves in working with him to change Sam's heart, he had to refrain Loki from coming out more because he wanted to meet Sygin in person.

Akechi figured out that it meant the two of you are fated to fall in love with each other.

Futaba ships it, no further questions needed.

The rest of the thieves are worried that you are going to get hurt because they know how Akechi is.

In Maruki's reality, Loki simply wouldn't exist because Akechi is a good guy who did nothing wrong there.

What would mean you are no longer soulmates in that reality.

When Loki finally came out to play, he immediately went to Sygin's side and did a classic dance together. Akechi also needs to spend 20 minutes to get Loki back to work again each time he is fighting on your side.

"Loki! Let's focus on the mission damnit! No, we can not take her home!"

[redrydersrequiem]

The Raven and the vampire

Chapter 1

This is a twilight and marvel mashup, the daughter of loki finds her soulmate in jasper Cullen and the twists and turns it will take them both

Note this is my first fanfic ever please be nice. I’m trying I constantly reread and change/fix these. As of 1/25/24 i've redone this story it is no longer a reader insert. I want to thank everyone who liked the original and hope you like the updated version more, this was my first ever fic and i've slowly grown as a writer so everyone enjoy

It begins like every other day on Asgard, sunny and golden, gilded with light, as the sounds of a baby’s wails break the silence of the healing wing. Loki paces back and forth, waiting to be with his wife and newborn. The doors swing open and an attendant comes forward.

“You may enter your highness, your wife and child are all cleaned up and waiting for you”. Brushing past the attendant, Loki heads straight for the figure sitting up against the backboard of the green silk bed.

“My darling, how are you? How do you feel? Do you need anything? Are you hung/…’..

“/Loki, calm down. I'm perfectly fine. A little tired but it was all worth it to finally meet our daughter.”

“it’s a girl”

“Yes ,my son , she is a beautiful baby princess and here she is ready to meet her parents .”

Walking to the new parents with a bundle of green and gold cloth in her hands, Frigga handed the new princess to her mother. The baby was a light blue theraise markings prominent on her body, tuffs of deep black hair crowned her head Asher scarlet eyes opened to take in her parents. Lady Sigyn didn't even pause at the baby’s coloring, long since having broken Loki of thinking himself a monster due to his heritage

“She is half Jotun like we expected but her body should adjust to the environment soon just as her father did” queen Frigga states noticing her son had yet to say anything. Loki just stared at his daughter's small form resting in his beloved's arms, slowly offering his finger to the babygirl. Skin turning blue as the bay gripped it in her small hands

“She’s beautiful”,

“Yes, she is! oh Loki look,”

The new parents watched as scarlet eyes gave way to white with beautiful amethyst irises, skin turning a beautiful pale like her fathers with a dashing of freckles like her mother

“She looks just like you, my prince, beautiful dark hair and all.”

“She looks. Like the both of us, a perfect blend. My little Raven, Elara frigga Lokidottir Princess of Asgard.”

800 years have passed and the young princess has grown into a young woman of grace and beauty. A mage like her father and grandmother before her, and warrior in her own right. I mean, how could she not? With private training form an actual Valkyrie, and the literal goddess of war and god of thunder (god of sparkles lol) as her aunt and uncle. In all her time though, she has grown up around love,seeing it in her parents' faces as they look at one another. In her baby brother's eyes as they babble up at her, Her grandparents and uncle and so many others, that she was ready to find it herself.

“Mother, father, I've done it.” Elara omimites as she bursts into her parents sitting room. Sigyn was sitting on the floor with the twins as they had tummy time while Loki was next to her legs crossed at the ankle reading a book to the two of them.

`What is that my little raven?”

“ Father, I've completed the spell to find my soulmate.”

“Soulmate? Spell? Darling what are you talking about, you're still so young you shouldn’t have to be so worried about that.”

“Mother you and father were only 200 years older than me when you both finally married and much younger than that the first time you met and started cavorting with each other. Besides, I'm ready. I want to have what all of you have, especially before I'm used as a pawn to help diplomatic affairs, I want to find my other half.”

“My little raven, we would never allow the allfather or anyone else to use you as a pawn. Besides i second your thoughts”.

“Loki why am i not surprised you are some howenvloved with our daughter trying to leave

“Dear, it will all be fine trust me I would do nothing that would harm our little raven” he kisses his wife soothing her while gesturing to elara to carry on with her proclamation ,

“go ahead love tell us what you’ve discovered”

“ Mother?” Sigyn pinches her mouth looking between her mischievous husband and equally energetic eldest

“Fine, I will go along with you and your fathers plans but i wish to be there when the spell is cast and part of the travel discussions”

“Absolutely mother, I can do the spell now, i just need the maps of the realms”

Loki summons all the maps he's collected over the years including a globe of earth and sets them up for his daughter, when a thought finally occurs to him.

“Odin forbid this adventure, send you to Midgard.”

“Loki we will be supportive of whoever it ends up being and wherever it ends up taking her. Besides, if you didn’t want her to go away, you shouldn’t have helped her make the spell to begin with.”

“Your words cut deep my love. I simply hoped for her future match to be here in Asgard.”

“Of course you did, dear. Now sweetie, let's proceed with this event.”

The maps of the realms litter the giant green carpet. In front of you, setting the small golden bowl of which to concoct the spell in the middle of th wide green rugs.”

“So I modified a spell to find a lost item and a spell to show your hearts desire, combining the two with a very complicated magic circle I should be able to find my soulmate”,

“Very impressive little raven”

“Thank you father ok lets start. The purple magic flows from your fingers towards the bowl containing the two simple spells ingredients while your power spreads out forming the magic circle. As soon as it's complete a bright pulsing light shoots up. Dancing around Elara several times before shooting over to the maps.

“It's working!” Sigyn happily. Awes watching her daughter work.

Pulsing around the realms maps the light simply hoovers before shooting for the Midgardian globe encasing it insistently

“Oh joy of course my daughters soulmate is a Midgardian”

“Honestly, I think it serves you right Loki”, Sigyn states picking at her husband and his distaste for midgardians “but you don’t even know who or what this midgarden is. Who knows, they could be gifted like our dear Wanda”

“Yes my darling” Loki says as he collapses on the nearest couch.

“Well go on my little raven, let's see where in Midgard you will be visiting”

Walking over to the globe, Elara peers over to what small words have now been illuminated.

“It’s a place called….. Forks, Washington.”

[november-rayne]

Chapter Eleven: The Betrothal Feast

Summary: Loki and Sigyn get know each other better at the feast

Word Count: 3700

Rating: Mature

*This story is for mature audiences only.* 18+

*Minors DNI*

Tags: Fluff and humor

Chapter Index

The feasting hall was more packed than Loki had ever remembered seeing it. Everyone was excited to lay eyes on the future princess again.

“You draw quite the crowd.” He picked up his water goblet and motioned to the crowd before taking a sip.

“People love an excuse to imbibe. I do not believe my sitting on this dais has anything to do with it.” Sigyn speared a bite of her meat and moaned softly as she chewed.

“Asgard has had many priceless treasures pass through these halls, not one of them as lovely as you.”

Sigyn covered her mouth, “Your Highness, you flatter me.” She turned her attention back to her plate. Loki chuckled to himself and turned to his brother on his other side.

Thor was staring into the mass of people at the long rows of tables before them.

“This is quite the turnout. Half the realm must be squeezed in here.”

“Hmm? Oh, yes. Everyone is in good spirits,” Thor replied.

“Are you all right? You seem distracted.”

Thor smiled widely at him, “I am perfectly well, thank you. I could not be better.” He grabbed his drinking horn and drained it in three gulps.

“I see.”  Loki eyed him suspiciously as he made a motion for a refill.

“I do not think I could eat another bite.” Sigyn sighed and pushed her plate away. “Did you get enough to eat, My Prince?”

“I did.”

Sigyn smiled widely. “Good. A prince needs his nourishment.” She reached over and squeezed his hand. “Will there be dancing tonight?”

“Yes, I believe so. Once most people have finished eating, they will remove some of the tables from the center. The musicians will set up in that balcony there.” Loki motioned to the small balcony across the room.

“And do you dance, Your Highness?”

He eyed her playfully, “I could be persuaded.” A pink blush adorned her cheeks from the two glasses of wine she had consumed.

“If only I could persuade you,” she scooted her chair closer so that her knee was touching his, “would Your Highness dance with me?”

Loki picked up her hand and kissed the back of it. “I would be delighted. Would you care to get some air with me?”

“That sounds lovely.”

Loki stood and offered her his arm. He walked them over to Sigyn’s father at the center of the table beside Odin. “We are going to step out onto the balcony for some air. Would you care to join us?”

“No, you kids go on ahead.” Lord Anderson went back to his storytelling.

Lady Anderson watched the pair slip through the double doors to the balcony behind the dais. “Leave the doors open, if you please, Your Highness,” she called after them, her hand on her necklace.

Loki left the doors open and led Sigyn into the cool night air. This balcony was restricted to only those on the dais and was currently empty apart from the two of them. It overlooked an orchard of fruit trees. The rows of trees stretched far into palace grounds, and stone benches were dotted throughout. The breeze made the leaves dance in the silvery moonlight. The scent of crisp apples filled the air.

Sigyn rubbed her arms and shivered slightly as she leaned against the balustrade. Loki unclasped his cape and placed it over her bare shoulders. She wrapped it tightly around herself. “Thank you, Your Highness.” When Loki turned to look out to the orchard, she buried her face in the cloak to breathe in the scent of him.

“What a beautiful evening,” she said as she raised her face to the sky.

Loki ran his thumb across her jaw and squeezed her chin. “What a beautiful woman.” She shivered again, but not from the cool air this time.

She reached up, took his hand in both of hers, and let out a contented little sigh. She glanced over her shoulder and saw her mother watching them from the dining hall, so she reluctantly released his hand and placed hers on the stone railing. Loki followed her gaze, then followed suit.

“She thinks I brought you out here to do unspeakable things to you?”

“I cannot know what she thinks. I know that ever since my brothers were killed, she never lets me out of her sight anymore. She has reverted to treating me like a child.”

“I am sorry for your family’s loss. I cannot imagine the pain it must have caused you.” He brushed an errant curl from her face.

“My brothers were the best people I have ever known. They died nobly. I will see them again in Valhalla.”

They stood in silence for a moment before Loki cleared his throat, eager to change the subject, “Thor tells me you visited him at the training grounds this morning.”

“Yes, I start training with the Lady Sif tomorrow.” She was beaming at him now. “She is a famous shield maiden, even where I am from. I cannot wait to see what I can learn from her.” Loki was staring at her face, taking in all her excitement. “Is something the matter, Your Highness?”

“Your whole face just lit up. I was admiring the view.”

“Oh,” she glanced away, “I do tend to get a little excited when I get an opportunity to learn something new.”

“That is wonderful. I am excited for you. Tell me, what else do you enjoy?”

“Well, let’s see,” she pondered for a bit, then replied, “I love to swim, I love long walks in the forest, I love to read books and to write poetry. I love to ride.”

“No needlework or weaving?”

Sigyn wrinkled her nose, “Norns, no! I love to dance. I love to study the healing arts. I love to travel and see new places.”

“What about the harp?”

“I have no ear for it, unfortunately.”

“Watercolor?”

She laughed, “I am better with a sword than a brush.”

Loki laughed with her, “I cannot wait to see that.”

“I enjoy watching plays and listening to music. I enjoy appreciating works of art, not creating them.”

“You are a work of art.” He looked away quickly, a little embarrassed that he had said that out loud.

“You,” Sigyn poked her finger directly into the center of Loki’s chest, “flatterer. I see now why you are called Silvertounge.”

Loki raised an eyebrow and gave her a sly smile, “That is not the only reason I am called Silvertounge.” He couldn’t help himself. He caught her hand and kissed the back of it again.

“Mmmm…” Sigyn looked over her shoulder. Her mother had returned her attention to the Queen. She put her hand on Loki’s shoulder and pressed her body to his. Loki slid his arm around her waist and pressed into her tightly. His heart started pounding in his chest. “Tell me more, Your Highness.”

“What would you like to know?” He took her free hand and twined his fingers in hers.

“Tell me, My Prince, what do you enjoy?”

“A great many things.”

“Such as?”

“Swimming, long walks, reading books, writing poetry,” he released her hand and put both hands on her hips, “riding, dancing, studying magic, traveling, combat training, watching plays, and listening to music.”

“And?” She slid both of her hands up his arms to his shoulders.

“And that is a story for another time. I need to get you back inside.” But he made no move to leave. He could not pull his gaze from her face. She looked so beautiful, bathed in moonlight. He brushed away a curl that had blown across her eyes.

“Loki…I,” she ran her hands down his arms and took both of his hands in hers, “Your Highness, I mean,” she looked down at their hands, “your life before I met you is none of my business. I just wanted you to know that I do not have any preconceived ideas about you as a person, despite the rumors about you. I am looking forward, of course, to getting to know you. I hope you might be feeling the same.”

“Please feel free to call me by my familiar name when we are alone.” Loki could feel the conflict stirring inside him. Should he be letting himself get close to her? Could he make her happy? Could she ignore his philandering past? Is she too good to be true? Does she have an ulterior motive? Is he opening himself up for heartbreak? This was becoming too much for him to think about all at once.

He leaned forward and slowly kissed her forehead. “This is a conversation for another time. We are at a celebration! Let us get you another glass of wine. Then I will dance with you until the sun comes up.”

She beamed up at him, “Fine. We can save the grown-up conversations for another time. I cannot wait for you to take me out onto the dance floor, but no more wine for me.”

“No more wine? Was it not to your liking?” He gave her a playful smile.

She shook her head, “No, it was delicious, but I am already tipsy. Any more, and I may end up doing something to get me into trouble.”

“You? Causing trouble? I do not believe such a thing is possible.”

“Ah, I did not say I would be causing the trouble. I said it could get me into trouble…” Her mischief brightened her eyes, “if I were caught, that is.” She twirled the end of his hair in her fingers.

Heat flooded his lower belly. He swallowed hard and licked his lips. His heartbeat picked up again, “I… I should really get you back inside.”

Sigyn sighed, “I suppose you should.” She unclasped the cloak and handed it back to him. Goosebumps immediately rose on her arms. Loki wanted to wrap his arms around her and pull her close to him again, but he escorted her back inside instead.

The King and Lord Anderson stood behind their chairs talking when Loki and Sigyn approached. “Ah, there is my girl!”

“Are you enjoying the festivities, Lady Sigyn?” Odin asked.

“Everything is perfect, Your Majesty. Thank you.” She curtsied.

“And I trust my son has been on his best behavior?” Odin clasped his hands behind his back and gave Loki a look that told him there was only one answer he would deem acceptable.

“Yes. The Prince has been a perfect gentleman.” She gave Loki a grin and patted the top of his hand.

“They have started to clear some of the tables. The band will be starting soon,” Frigga said as she and Lady Anderson were walking back from the powder room.

Lord Anderson slid his arm around his wife’s waist and kissed her neck right under her ear. “Erik! Mind your manners.” She playfully slapped his chest.

“Forgive me. I cannot help myself. You look just as beautiful as the last time we were here. Being back in the palace is bringing back fond memories.” Lord Anderson removed his arm from her waist, picked up her hand, and kissed it.

“The diplomatic visit you mentioned yesterday?” Loki asked.

“Ah yes, I remember it like it was yesterday. The King had invited us to the capital to officially name House Anderson as the Wardens of the Northern Territory,” Lord Anderson was beaming, “when we left, all those weeks later, we had the most precious gift in tow.” Lady Anderson dabbed a tear from her eye. “Our precious Sigyn was conceived right here in this very palace.”

“Oh…” was all Loki could manage.

“How auspicious,” Frigga said. “And now she returns! The Norns weave the most intricate patterns. Don’t you think?”

“It is remarkable to think about,” Lady Anderson supplied, “The babe on your hip and the babe in my belly are now standing before us hand in hand, soon to be husband and wife.” Tears sprang to her eyes in earnest. Loki produced a handkerchief from his pocket and handed it to her. “Thank you, My Prince. Pardon me, Your Majesties.” She dabbed her eyes.

Loki was surprised that it was his father who spoke next. “The future of your family’s house, your lands, the realm, and especially your beautiful daughter will be in good hands.” Odin clapped Loki on the shoulder before turning to his wife. “Come, my dear, let us stretch our legs and get some air. Excuse us.” Odin took Frigga’s arm, and everyone bowed and curtsied as they made their way to the balcony.

Loki was standing there speechless. He was always caught off guard when Odin praised him. Lord Anderson put his arm around his wife’s shoulder and rubbed her arm.  “You kids go have some fun. I am not done mooning over your mother,” he laughed.

“Find your maids, Sig. Be sure you come and get me when you are ready to retire.” Lady Anderson was wringing the handkerchief in her hands.

“Astrid, she is a grown woman and soon to be married.” He turned to Sigyn, “Go. Have a good time. Dance until dawn. Celebrate your betrothal. Make some new friends. Drink and make merry. You deserve it, pumpkin.” Lord Anderson pulled her into a big bear hug.

“Thank you, Papa.” She kissed him on his cheek, “I will stay out of trouble.”

“You could get into a little bit of trouble. Just don’t let your mother find out.”

“Erik! Honestly…” Lady Anderson gave her husband an annoyed look. “Sigyn, remember that you are a Lady from a prominent house. Please behave as such.” She threw Loki a glance.

“My Lord, My Lady, you have my word; I will keep her safe and happy. Enjoy your evening as well.” Loki collected Sigyn and led her down the stone steps to the main floor. “Are you sure you don’t want another glass of wine? That was… a lot.” Loki chuckled. “Did you know?”

Sigyn laughed, “Did I know I was conceived here? No. My mother would rather shave her head than talk with me about sex. She left it up to my nanny to teach me how babies were made.” She shook her head. “What about you?”

“The Queen.”

“Really?”

“Yes, well, the technical stuff anyway. My older brother and his friends were the ones who informed me that it wasn’t just for making babies.”

“It’s not?”

Loki’s eyebrows shot up, and he whipped his head around. Sigyn’s eyes were wide and curious, “What other possible reason would two people have to do such a thing?”

Loki stood there gaping at her. “Sigyn, I…you should probably…I am not the best person to…” He raked his hands through his hair. “Oh, Norns.”

Sigyn covered her mouth just as a burst of laughter escaped. “Sorry. I am so sorry. I could not help myself.” She held her stomach as the fit of giggles continued. “The look on your face…was priceless.”

Loki was stunned as he watched her fall apart laughing. He leveled her with a devilish grin and pressed his mouth close to her ear, “Oh, you are going to pay for that one, little kitten.” She shivered and squeezed his arm tight.

“Loki,” she licked her lips. The way she said his name set his body on fire. “Your brother…”

“What?!”

“Just there.” Loki turned around to follow her gaze. He saw Thor ducking into a darkened alcove.

‘What is he up to?’ Loki wondered. When he turned his attention back to Sigyn, she was watching as the twins from Vanaheim approached.

“Good evening, Your Highness.” They curtsied and spoke in unison.

“Good evening. Ingrid, Ingunn, allow me to present Lady Sigyn. My lady, the daughters of the ambassador of Vanaheim, Ingrid, and Ingunn.”

“It is a pleasure to meet you, My Lady,” Ingrid said, smiling sweetly.

“You are the luckiest girl in all the Nine, My Lady,” Ingunn added, her smile strained.

“Oh, well, thank you.” Sigyn tightened her grip on Loki’s arm. “I feel very blessed that the Norns have chosen me to be of service to the realm.”

Ingrid giggled, “Of service to the Prince, you mean.”

Ingunn shot her sister an angry look.

“I am looking forward to all of my duties as Princess,” Sigyn said coolly as she ran her free hand down Loki’s bicep and clasped her hands together in the crook of his elbow.

Loki chortled, and Ingunn looked like she was going to cry.

“If you will excuse us, ladies, I promised my betrothed a dance.” The twins curtsied as Loki ushered Sigyn away to the hall’s center. “You were ruthless back there.” He grinned as he spun her around to start their dance.

“Apologies, Your Highness. I do not wish to be rude to your friends.”

“Oh, do not apologize. I liked it.” He was smiling down at her.

“I could not help myself. I did not care for the way she was looking at you.”

“Were you jealous, kitten?”

“Possibly.”

“There is no need for that. Now, are you ready to be swept off your feet?”

“I am!”

With that, Loki fell into step with the rest of the dancers. They danced together for hours. They stopped only occasionally when a courtier cut in or when a servant passed by with the water pitcher. The crowd was thinning, and it was well after midnight when Loki noticed Sigyn’s yawns started coming more frequently. She put up a small protest when he insisted that it was time to retire. He could only convince her to call it a night when he reminded her of her training with the lady Sif in the morning. They walked unnaturally slowly back to her chambers.

Loki was swimming with emotions. He did not want to deliver Sigyn back to her parents. He wanted to steal her away to his room, draw her a bath and help her comb the tiny knots from her hair. He wanted to massage her aching feet by the fire and recall the highlights from the night’s festivities. He wanted to curl his body around hers and feel the rise and fall of her breaths against his chest as she drifted off to sleep. He wanted to see the creases on her face from the pillowcase in the morning.

And it scared him to death.

He wanted to run. He wanted to slip away from the palace in the night and get as far away from the capital as possible. He wanted to get so drunk that he forgot how she looked, how she smelled, and especially how she made him feel. He wanted to fuck the first willing body he encountered in hopes that it would help him forget just how badly he wanted to be with her.

“Are you all right, Your Highness? Did I overstep this evening? Were you hoping to dance with more ladies?” She bumped her shoulder into his.

“Oh, nothing like that. I cannot recall another feast where I had more fun.”

“You are quiet.”

“I was just thinking.”

“I see.” She waited for him to elaborate, and when he didn’t, she decided to take it upon herself to lighten the mood. She lowered her voice to a sultry whisper. “Were you thinking what I was thinking?”

“What were you thinking, kitten?” Loki’s interest was piqued.

Sigyn stopped and turned so that they were standing face to face. “I was thinking, Your Highness,” she looked down to his large hands in hers, “that you and I could sneak off together."

Loki raised his eyebrows. Sigyn continued, “We could sneak off together,” she lifted onto her tiptoes to whisper in his ear, “to the kitchens and steal a few snacks. I am starving.”

“Is your mind always on food?” Loki laughed as they continued walking towards her room.

“Not always. Mostly, but not always,” she said. Loki shook his head. “What? I love to eat.”

“You and my brother have that in common.”

“Speaking of Thor, I did not see him much this evening.”

“No, nor did I. I will check on him tomorrow.” Loki frowned, “This is where I leave you.” They stopped in front of the double doors to the apartment. Sigyn started to fiddle with her bracelet.

“Thank you, Your Highness,” she sighed, “Loki. Thank you, Loki, for one of the most fun evenings I have had in a very long time.” She stole a glance at him and dropped her eyes again.

“I should be thanking you. With you on my arm, I was the envy of everyone in the room.” He touched her neck and brushed her cheek with his thumb.  She shivered and let out a trembling breath. Her eyes fluttered up to meet his. They stood like that, staring at each other for what felt like an eternity.

“May I?” Loki asked tentatively.

Sigyn gave the tiniest of affirmative nods and lifted her face to his. Loki’s heart was pounding in his chest. He dropped his hand from her neck and took both her hands in his. He leaned over slowly. She closed her eyes and parted her lips ever so slightly as Loki’s lips brushed hers. Electric heat shot through his entire body. Butterflies erupted in his stomach as he kissed her once more, more deeply.

He pulled back and rested his forehead against hers. His eyes were still closed when he whispered, “What spell have you put on me, woman?”

“You are the sorcerer. I think it is me who has been bewitched.” She freed one of her hands from his and placed it on his neck.

Loki kissed her forehead, “May I come by your training session tomorrow?”

“If it would please My Prince, by all means, please do so.” She kissed his cheek, took a step back, and curtsied deeply. “Good night, Loki.” She made a move toward the door.

“Just a moment, Sigyn. I want to try something.” She turned around, curious.

Loki concentrated hard for a few seconds, held his hand out palm side up, and waved his other hand above it. There was a shimmer of green light as a perfect green apple appeared in his palm.

“Your midnight snack, My Lady.”

Sigyn took the apple and let out a little moan. “That…” she shook her head in disbelief, “That was the sexiest thing I have ever seen.”

Loki laughed, “Good night, sweet Sigyn.”

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[dailylogyn]

Well I enjoyed the loki show and I always loved loki and I don't get the hate for the show so what ever. It's still great. And yes I hate sylvie tho and would've love to see sigyn and loki in the mcu. No matter what tom hiddleston was perfect as loki

To each their own. I'm at least glad you enjoyed it.

I've actually had to force myself to step back at the end of both Season 1 and Season 2's finales and process what my issues were with the show -- what I liked, and didn't like. And now that I've done the same after Season 2, I think I've figured out why I overall didn't like the Loki Series as a whole...and it's mostly because of expectations I had for the show:

MY THOUGHTS/EXPECTATIONS FOR THE LOKI SERIES:

What I mean by "expectations" is: I thought the Loki Series would take over after where he was left off/escaped from in the Avengers (2012)-- a Loki struggling to accept his identity as a Jotun. The Loki who realized his whole life was a lie and the person he thought he was isn't who he ACTUALLY is.

I really thought the Loki Series writers would go into that and explore it and help Loki come to the point of Self-Acceptance and Self-Love...just not in the way they ended up writing it out with the TVA and everything we ended up getting.

And honestly, I wish they had actually explored more Loki Variants instead of briefly touching upon them (or mentioning them) and that's it. If they are getting into the concept of the Multi-verse, why not freakin explore the other Loki's too?! I want to know more about Kid Loki, Classic Loki, Gator Loki, etc. What was their universe like? How different was their life? What caused them to be pruned (we know Kid Loki's was 'killing' Thor, but what about the others?)

I also feel the Loki Series wasn't exactly focused on Loki himself. It felt more focused on the TVA and the whole Multi-verse storyline itself.

Now granted, we can argue that's because at the end of Season 2, Loki becomes the "God of Stories" and the new "He-Who-Remains", hence it being his story of how he became that all along...but I just feel they could have explored his story in a different way (but I do love & hate how Loki sacrifices himself to protect those he loves. It is what makes him Loki though...)

If I'm being serious though, this ending also feels like they killed him off just to bring him back and do it again...and again...like a cashgrab. Why can't we write a story about Loki being happy for once?

And a girl can still wish we had gotten Sigyn or Amora in the show...but like I said, I wasn't going to hold my breath for that one. ;) We know Marvel.

And yes, while I know some others may love Sylvie (and I honestly did at first), I'm glad they retconned the forced romance between them. However, I still wish we got the real Lady Loki.

Tom Hiddleston will always be our Loki. He's done a wonderful job, but I can understand why he would be done after all this. He needs a break (plus he has his wife and his own kid now.)

[scrawnytreedemon]

Fucking.

Ganzant.

I am so obsessed with this hellfire dynamic, I don't even know where to begin.

Like, yes, there's the delicious dynamic of a zealous prophet and an apathetic god who doesn't even really consider himself a god, but it's also so much more than that.

They're Jason and Medea. Except Ganondorf is more Heathcliff than Jason; he's more Zant than Zant himself is; he is him; they are both Demise. They both saw each other as escape, but when push came to shove Ganondorf cut the spider's thread and let Zant die, and it bit him in the ass when he tried to call upon the vestiges of their bond and Zant clawed him down to hell with him.

They're like Jesus and Maria in the Pieta but Mary is shrieking and swearing while bawling her eyes out and Jesus isn't so tender, meek and mild now, is he? But they're also Jesus and Peter, first Bishop and first Pope, the one who holds the keys to Heaven, but also Peter is Judas, the knife in his back, the kiss on his cheek, and the means by which he fulfills his holy death.

What are they to each other? What is a God if not a Father, Teacher, King, Lord, Brother, Lover, Master, Husband and Traitor? What is a Disciple, if not a Prophet, a Servant, a willing Slave, a Sister, a Student, a Wife, a Mother, a Dog, your Son?

What does it mean, to share the same body, even for a bit?

When does a lifeline become a noose? If you throw down the rope, how do you know you too won't be dragged down? Ganondorf cut the cord, and fell when the waves hit. He was the hand that fed, and when he stopped, the beast had grown large enough to devour him.

They're Adam and Eve; Eve formed from Adam's rib, from him, his side, and when she offered him fruit proved his demise.

Did Odin create his own doom by dividing Loki's children? By damning Hel to the underworld, Jormangundr to the sea, and Fenrir to ribbon-bound treachery?

Do Sigyn and Angrboda both spurn Loki for the way he twisted them? For the children lost, the annihilation at hand? And yet she holds the bowl anyway.

I think Zant loved him. I think it was selfish, and hungry, and childish, and greedy. And I think he meant it. He would have walked barefoot across the desert, danced with knives in his feet on a ballroom floor of shattered glass, crawled on his belly over hot coals and dove to the bottom of the sea for him. He would have swallowed him down to keep him safe, and rebuild him again, and again. and again, as many times as he needed to rise anew. He gave him life, life worth living; and he gave him life, a new body: rebirth.

I do not think Ganondorf knew how far it went. If and when he realises... what then? It's one thing to exploit hatred, greed, to justify your own backstabbing with the idea that he betrayed his own monarchy, his own people, for you,

What do you do, when faced with a love so big it would do anything you asked, at the price of having you?

Ganondorf is a fiercely independent sort of soul. He brought himself up by his bootstraps despite everything working against him, and fought tooth and nail for the right to even exist. He does not trust, cannot trust, and only brings in people with the knowledge he'll cut them off if they become a liability, and specifically seeks out other ambitious, morally-unhinged people for this. No man is an island, but he'll be damned if he's going down with the rest of the continental shelf.

What do you do when you're suddenly given a soulmate?

That has to be fucking terrifying.

You get everything you want, the way you want, at the cost of losing you.

After all, a God belongs to His people.

As do kings, and lords, and fathers, and sons.

What do you do when you seek a contract and find enmeshment instead?

The rope goes both ways: the lifeline is the umbilical cord, and severence means death in either case. Ganondorf overestimated his own viability, and died clawing himself from his "mother's" embrace.

When they go to Hell, do they see each other? Does Ganondorf escape it so he can escape her? Escape her sharp nails, her malformed fingers around his neck, the bitter hisses and saccharine kisses lain upon his ear? Does he loathe the softness of her thighs when she presses his head to his lap and miss them when he lies awake under an open sky?

Does she curse him when he's near and sob when he's far? Does her heart flutter when she sees the sun in his hair, as her mouth fills with bile vowing to drag him back down with her? Does she yearn to be Semele and Euryidice, wishing he would come fetch her and knowing bitterly it ends the same regardless?

Theseus and Ariadne, Dionysus both.

It's been often said that Zeus, Hades and Dionysus were all aspects of the same god.

In making that pact, are they, too?

What is marriage but a vow to merge 'til death do us part?

Do you want to become one with me?

Birth and Death are two sides of the same coin.

Do you want to become one with me?

In cheating it, have you cheated me?

Do you want to become one with me?

Hyrule's history tells of a King of Thieves,

Do

Did you mean to steal this, too?

you

All men are the same; you have no honour. Why must I suffer, for bearing you?

want

I love you; I love you so much; I want you even if it kills me.

to

And it does.

become

You're the moon to my water, the sun in my sky. There are 93 million miles between us, and yet we gain union via an eclipse.

one

I'm your little satellite, your angel, your Lucifer, your dutiful executioner and nightlight. I watch over your bed with fingers aching to dig themselves into your supple neck.

with

It's not fair! It's not fair! I have been nothing but honest with you. Why do you lie to me? Why do you feed me, then withdraw your hand when I try to lick it? Your taste is wonderful; I love you, I love you so much. If you asked me, I'd gobble you up. I have been nothing but good to you; why do you betray me?

m--

I could make your whole. I would give your my blood, my skin, my teeth and my bones. You could use me for spare parts and I'd thank you each time. Just cradle me on your lap; just offer me milk; offer me meat; offer me hair and offer me water.

You can have anything you've ever wanted,

If only you give yourself.

If you get anything, can I not have everything?

[trashywormeateroffics]

The right universe.

Summary: After Y/N's life turns upside down, she's full of grief. Somehow, one day, she manages to travel to the MCU, where she meets her favorite characters, including a certain god who seems willing to establish a friendship with her. Suddenly she's enwrapped in this new world, where everything she loved in a screen is now reality. How will she react? Will she be able to deal with the ghosts that haunt her? Or will she let them consume her? Will she be open to accept the love she is offered? Read to find out!

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Category: F/M.

Relationships: Loki/reader.

Characters: Wanda Maximoff, Pietro Maximoff, Sam Wilson (Marvel), James “Bucky” Barnes, Vision (Marvel), Tony Stark, Natasha Romanov (Marvel), Stephen Strange, Nick Fury, Maria Hill, Bruce Banner, Thor (Marvel), Clint Barton, Steve Rogers, Peter Parker, other minor appearances of other characters but these are the main ones, Pepper Potts, Loki (Marvel).

Additional tags: Loki/reader - Freeform, Avenger Loki (Marvel), Loki & Tony Stark Friendship, Fluff, Fluff and Angst, Fluff and Smut, Tooth-Rotting Fluff, Fluffyfest, Slow Burn, Friends to lovers, Mutual Pining, Pining a lot because we love to suffer, Domestic Avengers, Tony Stark Has A Heart, Tony Stark is a parental figure, Natasha Romanov Is a Good Bro, Everyone is a good bro, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, y/n, After Infinity War but no one died and the purple bitch was defeated, Missions, Y/N is a universe traveler, Grief, Therapy, Protective Loki (Marvel), Loki in love.

MASTERLIST OF THE STORY

Chapter 54: The plan.

Loki and Y/N looked at each other and nodded. Then they entered the cell.

“Hi Sarah.” Y/N said.

“Y/N,” Sarah seemed surprised to see her. “What… What are you doing here?”

“You were right. About Sigyn.”

“How did you-”

“It doesn't matter.” She cut her off. “What matters is what you know.”

“I don't know that much…” Sarah said, clearly lying.

“Sarah… Ingrid. I know you are scared, not only for you but for your son. I promise you, we will protect the both of you. But you need to help us, otherwise we won't be able to.”

The woman seemed to ponder about it for a few moments before she sighed and opened her mouth to speak.

“Before I say anything, where is Jeremiah?”

“He's with us, we are all taking care of him. He is alright, just misses his mother.” Sarah seemed to be saddened at that. “Maybe we can bring him here tomorrow, for a little visit.”

“Thank you.” Y/N's expression softened.

“No problem.”

Sarah sighed.

“The person who first contacted my parents about the organization was her. Everything was her. The thing is… she needed a face. And she offered my parents enough money to make it worth it. That happened when I was about four or five.” Loki and Y/N listened attentively. “Ever since I can remember she has been saying that one day she was going to do it.” She looked at Y/N. “One day she was going to get rid of her ungrateful sister, her undeserving sister. Of course I only found out that the sister was you when you came into this universe.”

“So, you've known the whole time who I was?” Y/N asked her.

“Yes.” She looked guilty. “It was all part of the plan. Befriend you, then betray you. Make her look like the hero when she attempted to sacrifice herself to fight us.”

“So, she never got hurt?”

“It was all an illusion.”

Y/N felt her heart sink. She had done it on purpose, she made her worry on purpose. She had listened to everything she said and didn't even care. She was a two-faced liar.

“Darling?”

“I'm fine.” She shook her head. “I just can't… believe it. I mean, I do believe it but I just can't believe it.”

He grabbed her hand and squeezed, and she smiled softly at him. Then he got closer to her ear.

“It is not your fault.” He said in a low voice, so only she would hear. Y/N pursed her lips and nodded.

“So how…is she planning to get rid of her sister?” She asked, biting her lip nervously after.

“All the enhanced individuals, she's planning to use them for war.”

“But we already rescued them and the workers all left or died.”

“No Y/N, the workers are the enhanced individuals, they are the ones with a part of her powers, the people you rescued were just people caught in the crossfire. And they didn't leave, they just pretended they did.”

“So she has an army of enhanced individuals who have the power of Sigyn of Asgard. Great, just fantastic.” She said sarcastically.

“You need to kill her.”

“What?!” She widened her eyes. “No, I just… we will just imprison her.”

“She will never stop, you need to kill her.” Sarah told her. “You need to use the dagger of death. You have to kill a god.”

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“So, that’s what Sarah said. Ingrid, sorry.” She shook her head.

“What is a dagger of death?” Steve asked.

“It is an old Asgardian relic,” Thor told him and the rest of the avengers that were in the meeting room, “but it burned in Ragnarok.”

“Can’t we just get another one?” Y/N asked.

“It was forged in Nidavellir and enchanted by our sister, the goddess of death, Hela.” Loki answered her.

“And Hela is…” Steve began saying, waiting for one of the Asgardian brothers to finish.

“Dead… in Hel.” Loki told him.

Everyone sat there in silence, until Y/N broke it.

“Guys, this might sound very stupid but… has any of you watched Lucifer the tv show?”

Everyone stayed silent and she took that as a no.

“What does that have to do with anything?” Natasha asked.

“I might have a plan.”

[bugwolfsstuff]

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

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

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

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

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

For Sleipnir

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

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

Way smarter than he looks.

Very much would like a better relationship with his family.

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

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

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

Sleipnir: Can you get out of my life?

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

Sleipnir:...At least I'm free

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

Basically its this every night without fail.

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

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

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

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

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

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

The Aesir are assholes.

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

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

For Jörmungandr

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

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

(Lucky for them they can't understand him)

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

Middle child

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

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

Has a weird rivalry with Ran

Alright now for his relationship with the fam.

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

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

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

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

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

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

For Sigyn

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

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

Both of them know this.

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

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

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

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

(he affectionately calls it Sigyn language)

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

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

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

Can and will call her husband out on his bullshit.

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

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

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

Still very much mourns her sons.

Swore like a sailor when she still talked.

(Loki so taught her swears in sign language first)

[khaire-traveler]

How do we know the gods are watching over us? Coming from a Christian background, you're basically taught to take the religion literally, which often leads to disappointment when things don't go your way, but that doesn't seem to be the case with paganism.

Hey, Nonny, thanks for the ask!

Honestly speaking, this is a very complicated question to answer, and I think it varies from person to person. It's something that you have to kind of discover on your own, in my opinion, but I could be reading too deeply into the question.

With that said, having the gods watch over us is much different from Christianity. Oftentimes, in Christianity, God is seen as omnipresent and "always watching". They are seen as knowing all, seeing all, and sometimes even being a part of every living thing. Within paganism, most gods are not depicted this way, so when it comes to the gods watching over us, it's implied that they don't know everything about us and the lives with lives, unless we choose to tell them these things. This, however, varies, as everyone has different experiences with the gods. For some people, the gods are more present, while for others, they are less present. I've met people who have their gods around them, in some form or fashion, nearly constantly, while others only commune with their gods every now and again. It really depends on your personal relationship with the gods.

To answer your question directly, though, Nonny: we simply don't know. There is no way for us to know, for sure, that the gods are looking out for us. That's why faith exists; you have faith in something you can't physically see or interact. Faith exists in every religion, and there is a reason for that. Spirituality is not a perfect science and is often based upon the personal experiences of each individual involved in it. At the end of the day, it is faith the drives us forward within our spirituality. While we may experience things based on intuition or spiritual gifts or whatnot, we have to have faith that yes, Lord Apollon is listening to my prayers or yes, Lord Loki has accepted my offering. We have to have faith that yes, Lord Hermes is with me on this scary drive home or yes, Lady Sigyn is watching over my children's safety while they're at school. Just as the people who formed these ancient religions, we have to have faith that our gods our watching over us. It's a difficult thing to do - having faith - especially in a society that values hard evidence and "proof", but it's still possible. I'm not going to ramble on more about it, though.

Truth be told, Nonny, I don't know everything, and no one can really answer this question with a sure-fire response, but if our faith in the gods helps us be happier, healthier, and more loving to not only ourselves but the world around us, what difference does it make if we know whether or not they are watching over us? If it makes us better people and improves our lives, at the end of the day, I think that's really all that matters.

In my experience, I don't always know that my gods are watching over me, and sometimes that knowledge is crushing. I wish I knew when they are there and when they aren't, but it's just not that simple. I try to remind myself to have faith, and in my lowest moments, I think back on the spiritual experiences I've had with my gods - times they've answered my prayers, times I've felt their presences, times I've received direct messages from them (dreams, divination, etc.). To replenish my faith, I think back on the personal evidence I have that my gods have my back. But these things are different for everyone.

I think part of what makes this question so difficult to answer is the fact that, within Christianity, you usually have an organized system of belief - most people can generally agree on the most basic concepts within the religion, even with varied experiences - but within paganism, experiences are so vastly different from one another that providing any sort of clear-cut answer is nearly impossible (not to mention the fact that "paganism" is a label that groups many different religions and belief systems together - some, of which, may directly oppose one another). There is no preacher or pastor to turn to in order to answer questions like these with certainty and conviction. At most, we have random Tumblr blogs on the internet and obscure religious groups. So, I'm sorry for not being able to give you a straight answer, but I hope this ridiculously convoluted answer will do.

Hope this helped! Have a wonderful day/night, and take good care of yourself! ☺️🧡

If anyone wants to add to this, please feel free!

[lulubelle814]

Regards, Loki - Chapter 27

Master List

Cora had to go into work that day.  To keep herself occupied, Louisa was baking again, using it to distract herself.  This time, she was making something called spritz cookies.  While the recipe called for them to be long, thin strips, she wanted to see if they could be fashioned into a thumb print type biscuit, using jam for the middle.  It took a couple tries, but she felt the current test run would be successful.

Loki: How are you doing today, my dear?  Well I hope?

Louisa couldn’t help but smile.  Loki had that effect on her more and more these days.

Sigyn: I’m doing alright.  Frigga is at work, but I’m keeping myself otherwise occupied.  How is your day going?

Loki: Not as well as it could be.  Just a long day that I’m ready to be finished with.

Sigyn: I hate those kinds of days.

Loki: What are you up to?

Rather than just tell him, she took a picture of the biscuits that just came out of the oven.

Loki: Those look delicious!  What are they?

Sigyn: It’s a Swedish butter cookie called spritz.  I’m experimenting with different ways to use the dough.  This one has lingonberry jam in the middle.

Loki: They look delectable.

Sigyn: This is the first successful test batch.  They’re supposed to be thin strips and kind of crispy, but I wanted to try something different.

She froze in place when she heard the doorbell ring.  It was the middle of a work day.  Who would be stopping by?  Taking a few strides, she went to the front door and looked through the peephole to see Chad and happily opened the door.

“Aren’t you supposed to be at your coffee shop?”  

Chad nodded.  “Yes, but I wanted to pop over and check on you, but holy hell what is that incredible smell?”  He followed his nose to her kitchen, but she smacked his hand before he could steal one before they were cooled.  “Where the hell have you been hiding these, bitch?  Don’t you know sharing is caring?”

She barked out a laugh.  “It’s nothing.  I’m just trying different things to keep myself occupied.”  They could both hear her phone vibrate, letting her know she had another message.

He swiped her phone before she could, and read the incoming message aloud.

Loki: Those look sinfully delicious, darling.  It’s pure torture just looking at a picture of them.

“Bitch, he’s got it bad for you.”

She couldn’t help blushing hard.  She felt the same way about Loki, but it was just a platonic relationship, right?

“And it’s not hard to tell you feel the same way about him.”

She tried to get her phone back.  “He’s just a friend.”

“Uh huh.”

“There’s no way he’d like me like that.  You know the setup.  No strings, nothing.  Just conversation.”

He smiled back knowingly.  “You know, the best relationships start out of friendship, right?”

Rather than argue, she gave him one of the brownies she still had left over.  “Here’s your treat for checking on me.  You can let Brad and Cora know I’m ok.”  They both chuckled.

“I’ll let them know, but I wanted to ask you something.  There’s an old movie playing at Regent Street cinema tonight.  Brad’s being a killjoy and doesn’t want to go.”

She wasn’t sure about being out so late, but Chad wouldn’t let anything happen.  While they hadn’t known each other for super long, he felt like the brother she never had.  “What’s playing?”

“The Shop Around the Corner.  Have you ever seen it?”

She shook her head.  “I’ve seen You’ve Got Mail which was based on it, but I’ve never seen the original.”

He snatched another biscuit.  “You wanna go?”

“I dunno……”

He went over and hugged her from the side.  It’s ok, love.  There usually aren’t very many people there, and I promise, nothing will happen to you.  I’ll even go with you to the ladies room if you need to go.”  They both laughed, and she conceded.  “Yeah, let's do it.”

Chad smiled.  “Great!  It starts at 11.  I’ll come get you at about 10?”

“Okay.”

As he opened the front door, he turned around.  “Oh, and don’t forget to text back loverboy.  I’m sure he’s waiting with bated breath for your answer.”  She tossed a throw pillow at them which he dodged, laughing, as he closed the front door.

Two more trays of the biscuits went into the oven.  She wasn’t sure why she was making so many, only that it continued to bring her both distraction and peace.  Before she did anything else, she picked up her cellphone from the counter, re-reading his last message.

Sigyn: I’m finding they’re pretty good.

She took a bite of one and put it on a plate, taking a picture of the partially eaten sweet, and sending it to him.

Sigyn: Too bad you’re not here to enjoy them.

Loki: You wound me, my lady!

She couldn’t help but laugh.  When the rest of the cookies finished baking, she let them cool off before putting them away in some ziploc bags.  Louisa wanted to save some for Cora, but she also wanted to test a few to see how long the freshness would last, out of pure curiosity.  Plus, she could take some to the movie with Chad that night.

Once everything was bagged up and put away, she decided she should probably clean up the living room.  Cora had been staying over most nights, keeping her company, but they both knew it wasn’t sustainable.  Sometimes Brad and/or Chad would come in the evenings when Cora got caught up at work.  By this point, Brad started calling them the fearsome foursome, making it the name of their group chat.  

Loki: What are you up to this evening? 

Sigyn: Chad invited me to an old Christmas movie showing at the Regency.

Loki: What movie? If you mind me asking.

Sigyn: Shop Around the Corner

Loki: With Jimmy Stewart, right?

Sigyn: That's the one. I've never seen it before, but Chad thinks I'll like it.

Loki: Let me know if you like it. I saw it once many years ago. .

Sigyn: I’m a fan of the sort of remake.

Loki: Oh?  What movie would that be?

Sigyn: You’ve Got Mail

Loki: My mum loved that movie.  Haven’t seen it myself.

Sigyn: Blasphemy!  I demand you watch it.

Loki: Your wish is my command.

Sigyn: Let me know how you like it?

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[lore-olympus-saga]

Do you have any headcanons for Loki's Wives in the LO Universe?

I'm often more of a Loki/Sigyn shipper than a Loki/Angrboda shipper tbh.

Oh my, do I? (yes, so much xD)

First and foremost In my headcannons Loki is polyamourous and also genderfluid. It’s accepted and known in this universe. 

For Angrboda and Loki:

Angrboda is his first wife and it’s quite the friendship/romance type. They’re both jötunn and spend a lot of time playing with magic and runes. 

Since Loki is bound to Asgard he spends less time with her because she disagrees on his loyalties but that doesn’t mean they stopped caring about each other.

 In the LO universe they’re still allies but it’s strained due to their children’s fate in which Loki failed to protect them. Angrboda 

I sadly don’t have much more about them :( even though I love Angrboda

For Sigyn and Loki,

Their relationship was more complicated to start off with. I’ve imagined more of an arranged marriage for them.The classic trope strangers to lovers really.  

At first Sigyn was really scared and repelled by the jötunn, completely influence by the horror stories Asgard has spread about jötunheim. 

After their wedding, Loki didn’t even dare to touch her because she was scared of him. He’d rather leave her for months to travel with Odinn because he didn’t see the point in staying with someone who hated him.

 It’s only with time and with the few moments they shared when he stayed at their home that Sigyn got to understand him better and started to realise that maybe he is more than the rumors that surrounds him. 

Sigyn stays an ansgardian so she’s a good fighter. I’d like to think that Loki and her will fight side by side and can protect each other just as well.

He’s a wild card and she’s very soft and peaceful. They complement each other even if it means they butt heads more than most. 

During the events of LO, Sigyn would be pregnant. She’s expecting and doesn’t really like to see Loki so interested in Olympus’s mess.  Plus Loki and her are both worried of how their children will be welcomed by the other gods since that until now no offspirng of Loki’s have been kindly treated.

In the event this LO au, Kore has to take shelter in Asgard and since she’s quite close to Loki she’ll get to spend time with Sigyn who’ll be a sort of guide in the politics of the Asgardians. 

(Here’s a little prototype of Sigyn’s design. All bundle up and cosy with her husband)

[sigyn-foxyposts]

Yes I am doing the 2nd generation of the norse gods, so their children or just the younger kiddos! Please I know these aren't all of them :')

And remember that to me, they're all around the same age and grew up together and the couples I've written up is what I personally see working out. Sorry Narfi 😭

Plus this is just for fun and I like to experiment!

Here's a small recap on who they are and how I kinda see them too! :))

🤍Roskva and Thjalfi:

Thjalfi and Roskva, were the children of peasant farmers. When Thor and Loki are invited to stay a night at their house and Thor shares with the family the meat of his goats, which he can resurrect provided that their bones are intact. Thjalfi sucks the marrow from a leg bone from one of the goats. When Thor finds out he becomes enraged. As a result, Thor maintains Thjalfi and Roskva as his servants. Later Thjalfi proves to be a scary good runner!

I personally think Thor after taking in the siblings treat them as equals and so does his family! They'd probably get along with Thor's children too, as I'd imagine they're around the same age. Thjalfi is a good brother to Roskva and is protective of her! Which Roskva appreciates and finds annoying. Thjalfi makes himself seem more braver than he truly is too. (Reference to when he got chased by she-wolves)

💙Magni, Modi and Thrud:

Magni, Modi and Thrud are the children of Thor, all sharing Thor's strong traits and some red hair! Modi and Thrud's mother is Sif while Magni's is the joy in Jarnsaxa! Thrud is a possible valkyrie, a female warrior as her name was mentioned in a list of the valkyries. Magni only at the age of three years old, was said to be the only Aesir god strong enough to lift the jotun Hrungnir's leg off of Thor. As a reward for his strength, Hrungnir's horse Gullfaxi is gifted to Magni by Thor.

I can imagine that the sibling dynamic is chaotic between these three. It consists of a lot of drama, all thanks to Modi! But let's not be too harsh on the guy, I'd imagine Modi is jealous of his brother and sister, especially Magni because he is "the favorite". Magni not wanting any trouble and being responsible tries to fix the conflicts his brothers sourness makes. And Thrud, Thrud was a wild child, she definitely had her fair share of fights. But in the end they all love each other as siblings!

💚Narfi and Vali:

Narfi and Vali are the sons of Loki and his wife Sigyn. They are minor deities, with nothing to their characters, but modern people say Narfi is the god of wrongdoings and Vali possibly the same, if not something else. The only story we have is of their fate, which is tragic! Narfi met a grisly end when the the gods as a punishment for lokis crimes, turned Vali into a wolf, who then tore Narfi apart. The now wolf Vali ran off to Jotunheim.

I've always imagined Vali being the one always in charge of what they would do. He would always be protective of Narfi and like Thrud a wild one! He loves causing mischief like his father but stops when things get too far. Narfi was always shy and hiding behind his brother, he barely spoke but that didn't mean he didn't want to join in on the fun!

💛Forseti:

Forseti is the son of Baldr and Nanna and he is the god of justice and reconciliation. It's stated that his is the best of courts and all those who come before him leave reconciled. This suggests that he is skilled in mediation and is in contrast to his fellow god Týr, who "is not called a reconciler of men.".

I'd imagine that forseti is that calm and collected kid, that is also very clever and smart! Basically the well behaved and perfect kid a parent could ask for. He most definitely sees Tyr as a role model and is better at helping out with conflicts between his friends. Sorry Magni we know you tried.

🤎Fjölnir:

Fjölnir is the son of Freyr and his wife Gerdr. Later in life he became a legendary king of Sweden and he was claimed as the progenitor of the Swedish Yngling dynasty, reigning from Gamla Uppsala. Fjölnir was said to have drowned in a vat of mead while visiting Peace-Fróði, a similarly-legendary king of Zealand, the Danish island. Fjölnir was then succeeded by his son Sveigdir.

I'd imagine that little Fjölnir over here was quite erogant, but never with bad intentions. He was geniuanly very kind and shares a common trait with Vali and Thrud, being a wild child! He was for sure a brave one of the group.

[november-rayne]

Chapter Sixteen: The Best Man

Summary: After declaring his love for Sigyn, Loki sets out to make amends to Thor. He also pays Sigyn's parents a visit to put their minds at ease.

Word Count: 3100

Rating: Mature

*This story is for mature audiences only.* 18+

*Minors DNI*

Tags: Brother fluff. Supernatural shenanigans?

Chapter Index

Loki returned to the palace with plenty of time to spare before dinner, his large satchel heavy at his side. He found Thor as he was returning from the training grounds.

“Aye, Brother!” Thor called to him as he saw him approach. “Were you just coming from the stables?”

“Yes, I had business in the city. Could you accompany me back to my chambers? There is something I need to ask you.”

Thor studied him carefully, “All is well?”

“Yes, nothing to worry about.” Loki gave him a genuine smile.

The guards at Loki’s chamber doors bowed as the princes entered. Loki set his bag heavily on the sofa table. “Please make yourself comfortable.” Loki gestured toward his sofa as he retrieved two tankards from the sideboard in the dining room.Thor took a seat and looked about curiously.

Loki took a deep breath, “I never properly apologized to you.” He settled into the chair across from him. “I behaved selfishly when I ran away. I let all the betrothal preparations fall to you. And what is worse,” he shook his head, “I did not send you messages that I was okay. You probably thought me dead. I did not consider the concern you must have felt. If the situation were reversed, I would have been an absolute terror until I knew you were safe. I am sorry distressed you because I was behaving like a spoiled child.”

Thor sat there speechless. An apology from Loki was a rare thing indeed.

Loki opened his satchel and retrieved a heavy canvas bag about the size of a large ostrich egg. “This should cover the debt you incurred covering my tabs, plus a little extra for your trouble.” He tossed the bag of gold coins to him, and he caught it with a grunt.

“You did not need to do this; I was never worried about the money.”

“I know. I know it does not erase the Hel I put you through, but I wanted to make it up to you somehow.”

“Well, thank you. I appreciate the gesture.” Thor placed the heavy purse on the sofa table and gave it a little pat.

“You can use it to buy me a proper wedding present,” Loki grinned.

“Wedding?” A smile broke across Thor’s face, “You are going to go through with the marriage?”

Loki paused for dramatic effect, “I love her.”

“No shit, dumbass.” Thor shook his head, “You are just now figuring that out? I have known for weeks. Get over here!” He stood and pulled Loki into a big bear hug, pinning his brother’s arms at his sides. He squeezed him tightly; Loki thought his head might pop off.

“All right. Thank you. You can release me now,” he wheezed.

“Sorry, sorry.” Thor let go of him and clapped a hand on his shoulder, “I am just so happy for you.”

“Here, let us drink!” Loki returned to his satchel and pulled out a cask of mead.

Thor snatched the small barrel from Loki’s hands, “Is this mead from Hansen’s?” he asked as he inspected it.

“Only the best today, Brother!” Loki held up the tankards as Thor unstopped the tap, filling each one to the top.

The brothers raised their drinks to each other, “To the Norns.”

“To Odin, the Allfather.”

To the Queen.”

“To the Gods.”

“To Asgard.”

“To the Nine.”

“To my brother.”

“To my brother.” The men drained their tankards without stopping until they were empty.

“Another!” Thor shouted as he slammed his mug down on the table.

Loki obliged him, and they filled their tankards again.

“Did you have something you wanted to ask me?” He took a big gulps of his mead as he leaned back in his seat and put his feet up.

“Yes,” Loki’s jaw clenched as he eyed Thor’s boots on his table, “Yes. I was hoping you would do me the honor of standing by my side at my wedding. Will you stand up for me and be my best man?”

Thor looked down at the mug in his hand, “I would love to, but that honor usually goes to a married man. You should ask Volstagg.”

“I love Volstagg, but he is not my brother. I want you beside me when I tie the knot.”

“Loki, I would be honored.” Thor’s smile widened, “This means I am in charge of your bachelor party as well, correct?”

“As tradition dictates, yes.” Thor eyed the bag of gold on the table. “Nothing extravagant, please. I do not desire a courtesan.”

“Oh no, of course not. I am thinking of something much more fun than wine and women.”

Loki furrowed his brow and shook his head, “I am at a loss.”

“Ha! Leave it to me, Brother.” Thor finished his drink and stood. “I must get cleaned up for dinner. Thank you for the mead.” Thor pulled Loki into a brief hug. “Congratulations on realizing what we all knew all along. You and Sigyn will be happy together.”

“Thank you. May I ask about you and Sif?” Loki picked up the canvas purse from the table and placed it in Thor’s hands.

“We are taking things slow and enjoying each other’s company for now. We do not feel the need to put a label on our relationship yet. We are friends, with benefits, if you will.”

“Fandral will be disappointed if he finds out. He has wanted benefits from you for ages.”

“Alas, too bad men do not raise my staff,” Thor laughed.

“You are not missing out. Fandral is all talk when it comes to his prowess.”

Thor’s eyebrows shot up, “You and Fandral?”

“Just once, after a battle on Jötunheim centuries ago.”

“And you were able to remain close friends despite that?”

“Of course. There was no emotion tied to it.” Loki shrugged.

“Huh. I could never have sex without emotions. Trust me; I have tried. I always end up with my heart broken.”

“Well, we cannot all be philandering bastards.” Loki clapped his hand on Thor’s shoulder.

“No, thank the Norns for that.” He looked at Loki’s face, “And Sigyn knows of your… indiscretions?”

“Yes.” Loki said quietly, “I told her in no uncertain terms what a scoundrel I had been in the past. I laid it all out on the table. I wanted her to know exactly who she agreed to marry. She embraced it in a way only Sigyn could.”

“That was very mature of you, Brother.”

“I love her so much.” Loki shook his head, “It was the right thing to do.”

oOXOo

Loki took a deep breath to steady himself before he raised his fist to knock on the door of the guest chambers Lord Anderson and his family occupied. He clasped his hands behind his back as he waited. One of Lady Anderson’s maids opened the door and curtsied. “Your Highness.” She stepped back and opened the door wide.

Lord Anderson was reading a scroll at the dining room table. Lady Anderson and her maids sat on the floor around the sofa table, working on a jigsaw puzzle. The picture on the front of the box was of a Midgardian city skyline. ‘Manhattan,’ Loki’s mind provided.

“Your Highness!” Lady Anderson and her maids scrambled to their feet and curtsied.

Lord Anderson bowed to him before shaking his hand and saying, “Did you come to see Sigyn? I could see if she is awake. She was eager to go lay down after lunch with the Queen.”

“I think the stress took a toll on her, the poor dear. She went straight to her room when she returned,” Lady Anderson supplied.

Loki suppressed a laugh. He too had rushed back to his rooms after lunch. No doubt Sigyn needed the same relief he did. He tried not to think about Sigyn touching herself, but the image flashed in his mind before he could stop it. He smirked, then shook his head to clear it.

“No sir, there is no need to disturb her. I was hoping I could speak to the two of you privately.”

Lady Anderson shot her husband a panicked look. Lord Anderson remained calm, “Certainly, Your Highness. Please,” he motioned for Loki to enter, “Let us retreat to the balcony.”

“Thank you.” Loki said as he strode to the far side of the room, “Ladies.” He nodded to the maids as he passed. He followed His Lordship to the balcony overlooking a courtyard and seated himself in one of the chairs at the small dining table.

Lord Anderson shut the glass doors tightly behind him, pushed his wife’s chair in, and seated himself across from the prince. The late afternoon sun bathed the balcony in golden light. The only sounds to be heard were the birdsong from nearby trees.

“Would you like some tea, Your Highness?” Lady Anderson offered to break the silence.

“No, thank you, My Lady. This should not take too long.”

“Very well.” Sigyn’s parents waited for the prince to continue.

Loki laced his fingers together and leaned his forearms on the table. “Apologies for showing up unannounced, but I wanted to do this before I lost my nerve.”

Astrid clutched her necklace, “Oh dear, has something happened? Did Sigyn say something to the Queen to make you rethink the marriage?”

“Calm down, dearest.” Erik placed his hand on his wife’s arm, “Let the man say what he came to say before you start panicking.” He motioned for Loki to continue, “Your Highness?”

“There is no need to worry, My Lady.” Loki gave her a gentle smile, “That is why I have come; to put both of your minds at ease.” He took a deep breath, “I know my behavior in the past has been less than… proper. I know my reputation is below stellar.”

Loki cleared his throat, “Meeting Sigyn… the day I met your daughter, my life changed. I know that sounds dramatic, but the instant I laid eyes on her, I was a changed man,” Loki grinned, “whether I wanted to be or not.

“I dug my heels in, resisted. Too comfortable in my old ways to consider the possibility of marriage and children. But I wanted you to know that I have had a change of heart.” Loki reached into his pocket, pulled out a small forest-green velvet box, and placed it on the table before him.

“Know that it was not easy for me to admit to myself. Please do not think me fickle. I will marry Sigyn, or I will marry no one. There is no in-between.”

Loki opened the box. Lady Anderson gasped. Inside, an elegant ring rested on a pillow of forest-green satin.

The center stone was an ethereal moss agate. Dark green veins ghosted through a semi-opaque white stone. The band was platinum metal with diamonds accenting the sides. It was graceful, giving off an air of mystery and power, just like Sigyn.

“Do you think Sigyn will approve?” Loki asked as he picked up the ring.

“It is beautiful.” Lady Anderson said, “She will love it.”

“Am I correct in assuming you have the same size hands? Would you mind?” Loki handed her the ring. She pulled off her ring, slid Loki’s onto the third finger of her left hand, and held it at arm’s length to admire it.

“Oh my,” she turned her wrist side to side, seeing it from all angles. She held it out to her husband to inspect. He gave her a nod and a sweet smile.

“May I?” Loki asked as he held out his hand.

“Of course,” she said, slipping her hand into Loki’s open palm. He gingerly moved her hand around to appreciate it. Pleased with his choice, his lips curled up at the corner.

“Thank you,” he said as he released her.

Lady Anderson gave the ring one more long look on her hand before returning it to its little box.

“When I decide to do something, I do it wholeheartedly. I want to be an amazing husband. I am determined to be an excellent father. And when the time comes,” He gave Lord Anderson an honest look, “I am resolved to rule your lands in a way that would make you proud. I will honor your legacy and the legacy of your sons. I will ensure your grandson has the same reverence when his time comes. And his son after him.”

Lord Anderson pressed his lips together in a tight line, crossed his thick arms over his barrel chest, and leaned back in his seat, fighting back emotion. Lady Anderson had tears welling up in her eyes and her delicate fingers pressed to her mouth. Loki conjured a handkerchief and passed it to her. She let out an audible breath of surprise as she accepted it.

“Your daughter and your grandchildren will want for nothing. I will protect them with my life and make sure their happiness is my top priority. You have my word as a son of Odin.”

Loki put the ring back in his pocket. Lord Anderson was nodding his head, not yet trusting his voice. Lady Anderson was dabbing her eyes with the cloth.

“Can I hug you, Your Highness?” the Lady asked through her sniffles.

“Certainly.” Loki stood, and Lady Anderson squeezed him around his middle. He patted her gently on the back and dared to glance at her husband, who was laughing and shaking his head. They shared an amused look.

“Erik, can you believe this man is the same babe I bounced on my knees?”

“That was a lifetime ago, Astrid. Release the poor man.” She did so reluctantly.

“Excuse me, but would you care to elaborate on that, My Lady?” Loki asked curiously.

“Oh, well,” she dried her nose and waved her other hand dismissively, “When we traveled here for the Warden ceremony, we left the twins back home. You see, they were in primary school, and we did not wish to-”

“Move closer to the point, dear,” Lord Anderson prompted gently.

“Right,” she nodded determinedly. “But first, I must tell you that the twin’s birth was…traumatic. They had to be cut out. The healers were able to save my life but told me that I would never be able to conceive children again, much to our dismay. We always wanted a large family.”

“I am sorry to hear that,” Loki offered genuinely.

“Here we were, so far from home and our boys. They were at an age where I was desperately longing for a baby again. So, I would take every opportunity to visit the nursery while I was here.” She chuckled, “Prince Thor never paid me any mind, but you would always crawl into my lap every time I visited.”

“Ah,” Loki chuckled, “It seems my weakness for beauty started early.”

“Apparently so,” Astrid laughed.  I was always curious why you were named the God of Mischief and Chaos. You so loved to be cuddled.”

‘Still do.’ Loki thought.

“Anyway, I would play with you and bounce you on my knees. You would settle in my lap, and I would read you stories until you fell asleep in my arms. I would hold you and desperately pray to the Norns for another baby. I prayed to the Norns and all the Gods, hoping for another child, hopefully, a girl, but a healthy child was all I wanted.”

Her words triggered a memory. “Wait…” Loki furrowed his brow, “Was the prayer always the same?”

“Yes, I would pray, ‘Hear me, Norns, and change my fate. Hear me, Gods; show mercy on me; bless me with a child. I pray that…’”

“…you would open my closed womb and allow my body to conceive a healthy daughter,’” Loki finished. “I remember.”

Astrid was stunned. She swayed where she stood, “I... I never once uttered the prayer out loud. You…were just a baby. How…how could you remember that?”

“Curious… And this was the same trip you conceived Sigyn?”

“Yes,” her eyes widened, “You heard my prayer. You answered my prayer!” She clutched Loki’s hand and sobbed, “Thank you! Thank you!”

Lord Anderson pulled her away and tried to calm her.

“Wait,” Loki’s mind was spinning, “wait, I didn’t… as you said, I was just a child… I could not have answered your prayer.”

“It is quite the coincidence.” Erik patted his wife’s back, “Just a coincidence, dearest. Calm yourself.”

“Perhaps the healers were just mistaken? Perhaps the romantic getaway was just what you needed to conceive again?” Loki offered.

“Perhaps…” She sniffled, “But how could-”

“Shhh,” the Lord stroked her, “Why don’t you go compose yourself and prepare for dinner? We can think on this more later. We mustn’t take up any more of the prince’s time.” He kissed her forehead and led her to the door, “You go ahead, dearest. I want to speak to the prince privately.”

She nodded and gave Loki a brief look and a curtsey before she headed inside.

There were a few moments of silence before Lord Anderson spoke, “Do you think there is any merit in her claim?”

Loki was thoughtful for a few seconds before he replied, “Highly unlikely, but I do not know. My gifts were just developing. I will talk to the Queen; this is more her area of expertise.”

Lord Anderson nodded, “I want to thank you for stopping by. Astrid…worries. She was against this match initially. You were not wrong about your reputation.”

Loki frowned, “And yet you promised your daughter to me?”

“Rumors only tell part of the story. I know what kind of man your father is. He would not entrust you with the job you do for him if you were a completely spoiled princeling whose only concerns were drinking and whoring.” Erik put his hand on Loki’s shoulder and gave him a wink, “I was a young man once. I will not fault you for enjoying your youth before you were tied down to a wife and children. I do not doubt I am leaving my baby girl in good hands.”

“Thank you, sir. Sigyn has stolen my heart. I think I would rather die than see her unhappy.”

“You will have your hands full. She has been terribly spoiled. I always felt that she was born to be a princess. It was only the best for my little girl.”

“Despite her affinity for expensive dresses, Sigyn is the kindest, most grounded person I have ever met. I have never felt any judgment from her. Only love, understanding, and wit. I will love her as long as I exist.”

“That’s a good man.” He patted Loki’s shoulder.

“Well, I must take my leave. Thank you for letting me interrupt your evening.”

“You can stop by anytime.”

Loki grinned, “You may come to regret that offer. Swooning over Sigyn has become my new favorite hobby.”

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[lokislynx]

My Erik and Nadir:

1. Love each other always, unconditionaly.

2. Neither cares what the other one looks like... but also worship each other's looks... They do care what they themselves look like. Confusing.

3. Modern AU Nadir loves Springsteen. Erik loves it too 'cause it reminds him of Nadir. Both E and N hate ABBA (sorry).

4. Modern AU Erik wears "interesting" clothes. He is only adamant the clothes colour have to be dark. Black nailpolish is okey. Nadir dresses more simply. And Erik in any AU will shamelessly borrow and wear Nadir's clothes for the scent. Nadir wishes he could do the same but Erik's are too small for him.

5. Both of them have thick hair. Nadir has a beard. Beard doesn't grow on Erik... but he likes it how Nadir's scratches his skin.

6. Erik is bi or ace... What? He says he is Nadiromantic. One or two Rs. Nadirromantic. Nadir is bi or gay... "yes, I'm usually in a good mood."

7. Erik thinks Nadir's smile is like the sun. In a wonderful, not irritating, way but it can blind... him at least.

8. Christine is modern AU Erik's best friend but the deep love they share is platonic. Though Erik thinks Plato was a fool.

9. Erik is not. A fool that is. Except for Nadir who is incredibly cute.

Could we concentrate to this for a minute more?

10. ... Modern AU Erik has a black motorcycle. Nadir thinks it's hot. He also thinks that Erik is hot.

11. They like kissing each other. Obviously no other people.

12. They can forget everything else when they are together and have eyes for only each other. Guys come on!

13. Both like animals. If either has one it would be a cairnterrier. For reasons.

14. Nadir is outgoing and likes nature. He will drag Erik outside to a park, a beach or just walking... Erik will enjoy.

15. Erik often wears earrings. Gold or silver snakes that he got from Nadir.

16. Erik can only sleep with Nadir. Sleep sleep. Even before they became lovers.

17. Nadir likes cooking and good food. He tries to take care that Erik eats. Erik likes cooing...

Yes I already wrote about the kissing... Ah! What ever?! I quit!

Testing...

G.of R.

😐

Roach likes carrots. I like Roach.

The blonde vampire loves the dark one. And the dark loves the blonde but plays hard to get.

Loki loves Thor and Thor loves Loki.

Fuck...

I love Sigyn and her berry tarts!

Stupid witcher. Hey...

[walkingwiththegods1]

A lesson I learned about Revenge (...From a God that took that choice)

   Many years ago, when I was more young; my life was... Well... A freaking wreck! ...I was living the consequences of what I lived years ago, in those two horrible Christian Private Schools were my parents forces me to study there; always alone in the house, being betrayed, used or abandoned; for people that I once called "Relatives" or "Friends", and; for makes matters worse... One day, by accident; I started to remember what a person with which I growed up and played with, did to me: For eight too long weeks, I was tormented by the memories by day; crying all the time, and with fear of falling sleep and vivid nightmares of what happened; by night...  At some point, I start to felt less depressed and deeply betrayed; but... I was deeply unhappy, and worse; I felt hopeless: This older relative was living his life, while I wasn't living my own; at all.

    Six years ago, I was making better; but I was feeling more enraged, for still being mistreated by relatives closer to me; being unfairly treated and betrayed by friends that I once loved like brothers, and... The one that hurt me the most, saluting me like I didn't wish than, "That demon in human flesh"; never backed to my life, again...

    ...Human Justice mades that person went to jail for other reasons, that what he made me to suffer; but that wasn't enough for me! I felt that he didn't suffered enough, and I have other relatives and people; that were really awful with me, (AND... Still treating me, in an inhuman way) then; I started to think with, to finally got even with all of them!...

    I know all the weakness of each of them, and they don't know any of mine. So, yes: I started to plot a terrible vengeance! I would have been very successful in that, but I wasn't counting that something will stopped me; before a gave the first blow.  And, with something; I meant... Somebody:

     Me: (Surprised to see to ones of The Gods, after I finished my plan) ...Loki?!...  What are you doing, here?!

     Loki: I came to tell you, that which you want to do; is not a good idea!

     Me: (Infuriated) WHAT?!... YOU KNOW WHAT THEY DID TO ME, AND HOW BAD THEY REALLY ARE!... WHY YOU WANT ME TO LEAVES THEM, ALONE?! ...OR, I WILL NEVER HAVE JUSTICE FOR ME?! Besides... YOU made a vengeance, against The Gods: WHY YOU DON'T LET ME TO HAVE MY OWN?!

     Loki: Is not what you think, (My name) and I will show you; why you mustn't do this.

   I started to have a vision, where Loki looks terrible enraged; after his kids were kidnapped, (He couldn't see me or hear me in the vision, while all was happening; but... I was a few meters of him, and like insert inside the vision) and he started to plot how to got even with The Gods; that until that day, he called family and friends: Building the house were he have to hid, found the weakness of the most beloved of Gods; found and taking the object with him, give it to one of the attendants of the feast; The attendant (That wasn't blind, just... Without ill intention) throwing it and causing a tragedy, The attendant been killed; The Beloved God as a host in Helheim, the trying of making him back in vain; the funeral feast where Loki said all the flaws of The Gods, The same Gods persecuted him and he living in that forementioned house to ensure he wouldn't be caught; The Gods finding eventually the strange house with windows in the four directions and him hiding as a fish, Thor seeing a weird thing called net; Thor seeing a weird looking fish and using the Net that Loki made to catch it, the fish been grasp by the tail and transformed into Loki; The Gods deciding quickly the horrible punishment, and... The execution of the same, with fatal and horrible consequences for the others of Loki's children; to Sigyn, and for Himself. The vision ended, with Loki tied and suffering. (At this point, I couldn't looked more; 'cause by my surprise, I started to cry... Badly.) A moment later, The Loki that was tied down, disappeared of my sight; Sigyn, the serpent and the cave; disappeared too, and I was backed again in the darkness of my house: The vision started at twilight, and ended when the night come.

    Loki appeared, after the vision ended.

     Me: (With my face full of tears, sighing; and talking in a sorrowful whisper) ...Why you showed me, this disgrace?!...

     Loki: (Approaching me close enough, and turning me around; so I could see his face) ...Because I wanted to show you, the consequences of what you want to make. Look at what happened to me: I revenged for my children, but it ended up with that my other children became victims; a wife that losed her children and stayed to take care of me, and me?...  Tied with chains that were once a part of one of my children, suffering for the one that was killed; for the other that never backed to being seen again, for my wife... And for an snake that is dripping poison, that causes me pain. I am a God, and my vengeance takes a turn without I ever wanted, to the worse.

     Loki: (Hugging me, while I cried over his chest in silence) …You remember that night some years ago, after you remembered all that terrible things; when I was hugging you while you cried, and the other Gods were there too and we gave a look to each other; before we leaved you, and weeks later; you started to hear than, that horrible person had "many weeks of misfortunes and ill luck"; like there was something really angry, at him?!... That was me, and The Gods: I was so decided to do that, that I teamed up that same night with Poseidon; despite you know than he doesn't like me, very much! (That was where I laughed a little, and I stopped to feel so sad and tense)

      Loki: (Lifting my face) You are human, (My name) and humans have it more worse; when they try to revenged, and I know that you can be successful in this; but... That doesn't gonna make you feel better, after a while: Don't do it... Just let me with the other Gods to makes you Justice, so you can be safe; while all of them pay for being so cruel with you, and trust me... As with that person, they will get their punish; and the only thing you have to do, is been patient!

   Time have passed, and I have seen how little by little; every hurtful insult, any big act of disrespect; any discriminatory commentary or treatment, or telling me so I could feel really sad; or to anger me, that I am "A worthless person, because you don't have a job yet; you are not rich; don't have a kid, a couple of the opposite sex; or... EVEN friends, or a social life!..." They have suffered for it. (Sometimes, it took weeks; months and years, and in others... I saw it happening moments later, for my surprise. [And, sometimes with a laughter that I had to surpress; so they doesn't knew that I know, why they were humiliated in a weird way; or... Why they fell or tripped, when they are not clumsy; like me!])

    Is hard to see that Human Justice, only seems to favourite to the rich and/or powerful; to the famous and/or popular, to the well looked and/or looks "normal"; and, to the strong and/or cruel... But vengeance, will not solves your troubles; it could even makes everything worse for any of us, makes you loses our innocence, and makes you forget than very deep down; we are not like the ones that makes evil, or worse... Makes that innocent people we love or care, can be hurt or killed: Divine Justice, is by our side; and even if mostly takes time and patience... It never fails!  

Have a nice Life, where you get Divine Justice and Love from The Deities... So Be It!