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lavathein · 1 year ago

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Why is Sylvie angry?

I want to elaborate on this point a little bit, as some people either don't quite understand or are a confused by the plot.

Read more about the relationship between Sylvie and Loki here: sylki meta

"TVA is in danger"

If TVA is in danger, then literally EVERYTHING is in danger. TVA cannot be destroyed or simply abandoned, because the Multiverse will begin to self-destruct. Time Loom is overloaded with too many branches. Previously, they were simply cut off, but now everyone finally understands that this is wrong and we need to find another way.

By the way, it is very interesting that the organisation that used to destroy everything can now become the biggest defender.

Loki Time Slipping to the future and saw that the situation is getting worse, there is complete Chaos in TVA, the Loom is overloaded, and the Evacuation is taking place.

They have very little time to deal with this problem. Loki is interested in this, because if this is not done, then everything, everyone will come to an end.

Sylvie did not see all this and does not even imagine that such consequences could be. She had a terrible life to live and TVA was to blame. From her point of view, it was just a terrible organisation that had a dictator and he was the only one to blame for all the problems.

She killed HWR and dismissed Timeline. It's really free will, so everyone can do whatever they want, she can do whatever she wants. Has she been living on Timeline for a while and is everything okay? Yeah. Nothing terrible is happening. (The time difference from TVA makes itself felt)

And then Loki appears. Their last meeting was difficult, neither of them understands why, each of them made this choice. They also have a time difference. Let me remind you that Sylvie does not know what happened at TVA and she cannot know what happened to Loki. They are both confused.

But she agrees to talk. The conversation is not going well. Sylvie concludes that Loki is worried about the TVA. This immediately creates a barrier between them because she had been hoping that the TVA was a thing of the past, that it was all behind them. However, it turns out that it's not, and this fear and threat are still present.

Loki focuses on TVA because he was pushed away. It's always easier for him to avoid a difficult topic, and the TVA problem is a real threat and he can't ignore it either.

Sylvie does not back down as soon as she learns that the branches are going to be pruned. She helps and even takes the step to come to TVA. She's seen Loki and Mobius stop these Minutemens, so that gives her a little bit of confidence… BUT! It was a failure and many branches were pruned. She is very hurt by this and angry that what she fought against is coming back.

Again, she does not see the danger that Loki was about to tell her about. She has just witnessed the TVA doing what they have always done. This cannot inspire confidence or a desire to be in this place.

But this situation does not give her peace of mind. So she takes another step.

I think she was following Ravonna, because she heard in the final ep2 that they were searching for her. Again, let me remind you that Sylvie does not know that Ravonna is not an ally at the moment.

When she finds Victor Timeley, she sees that Loki is going to take him to TVA. She interprets this in her own way and becomes very angry.

From her point of view, the situation is as follows: Ravonna, Loki, and Mobius are working together. That is, she thinks they have a plan and want to bring He Who Remains back to TVA. She is very annoyed by this, she does not understand what is happening at all. Loki tries to explain, but using "TVA is in danger" only makes her angrier.

Let me remind you that even Loki was not happy with the idea of taking Viktor to TVA, but he understands that there is No Choice.

When Sylvie accuses Loki of collaborating with Ravonna, Loki looks very confused and says openly that isn`t the case. Sylvie thinks about it.

I also note the fact that none of them attack each other. Loki shields Victor because he believes that Sylvie will not harm him (Loki) - and he is right, she doesn't.

But no one will back down, so you have to get out of this situation, but she doesn't like to do it and it's clearly visible:

Later, she finds everyone. She overhears their entire dialogue and finally realises that Ravonna is not an ally. Mobius also tells her that Victor needed at TVA because It`s in danger. She uses magic in time to rescue the situation.

She doesn't kill Viktor. Loki did not interfere at this point and trusted her to decide for herself. Let me remind you that a lot depends on it now, but he still makes no attempt to stop her.

These are the first steps towards trust and understanding of each other's actions. But it's a very good example of what happens when, instead of talking, people start to get angry or silent. This leads to complete misunderstanding and hurt.

This is a very real and live conflict. They could have avoided a lot of this if they had talked, but there are many things that get in the way, and the global threat is taking over.

They are growing, and I like that. I love watching deep stories. The characters have to have a path to reach some purpose, to learn about yourself.

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anonymousewrites · 1 year ago

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Portal to My Heart (Book 3) Chapter Sixteen

Loki x Reader

Chapter Sixteen: For Glorious Purpose

Summary: (Y/N) and Loki know what type of gods they need to be.

Mouse Note: Thank you so much, everyone. This has been an incredible journey, and it's an honor to finish my first series with you all. Blue and Loki's story is over, and they have their ending. I cried finishing this, that's how much it meant to me, and I hope it meant a lot to you too. Thank you again for all the support. I have loved talking with you guys in comments and seeing your thoughts. It means the world to me, just as these two and this whole series did. So, thank you for coming with me to the end of our story. Thank you all.

(Y/N) and Loki slipped back into their bodies in the TVA. They stood in the Loom Monitoring Station, and they looked at one another as the blast doors went up. Loki and (Y/N) gazed at the Loom as it blazed with light and threatened to destroy everything. Then they turned to their friends—the people they were willing to do anything to save.

(Y/N) and Loki smiled sadly at their friends. They would keep them in their hearts. It was time. It was time to take their glorious purpose into their own hands.

They walked to the top of the stairs to the antechamber.

“Loki? (Y/N)?” called Mobius in confused worry.

They didn’t respond and descended down towards the gangway.

“Hey,” said Mobius, tensing.

Loki and (Y/N) rushed down the stairs and sealed the door behind them as Mobius and Sylvie chased them down.

“Loki, (Y/N), what’re you doing?!” cried Sylvie worriedly.

(Y/N) and Loki ignored them and went to the door to the gangway. Mobius and Sylvie banged on the door, desperately trying to open it and get to them.

“Open the door!” said Mobius.

“Loki, (Y/N)!” shouted Sylvie.

(Y/N) and Loki turned back towards them and smiled gently.

“We know what we want,” said Loki. “We know what kind of gods we need to be. For you. For all of us.” He smiled.

“Sylvie,” said (Y/N) softly, and Sylvie looked at her. “You have to know I forgave you for our fight long ago. Don’t keep feeling guilty about that.”

“If you forgive me, then please just stay,” said Sylvie. “Please, (Y/N).” She swallowed. “Please. I love you.”

(Y/N) smiled gently. “It’s alright, Sylvie. Loki and I are two people in a whole multiverse. Just open your heart. You don’t have to be alone, anymore. There are whole worlds of people to meet. And you have all the time in the world.”

“No, no!” shouted Sylvie, trying to wrench the doors open with her magic, but even it wasn’t strong enough.

“Come on, guys!” shouted Mobius, but (Y/N) and Loki turned away.

Loki raised his hands, and the doors of the antechamber opened up. The light of the timelines swept over them. Instantly, the pure temporal radiation rushed over them, and (Y/N) and Loki braced. But the energy bonded with them, moving through them as if it was a part of them.

Because it was. They were separate from reality. They had removed themselves from the time stream. They slipped through time at their whim. (Y/N) and Loki were gods, and the light of time was a part of them.

(Y/N) and Look intertwined their hands and stepped out onto the gangway. They took a deep breath as power flowed around them and skirted across their skin.

Green magic flew around Loki, and his clothes began to tear away to reveal black and green robes that whipped in the void as he continued forward. Horns curled out of a circlet on his head, and Loki gazed up confidently. He was the God of Stories.

Beside him, blue energy collected around (Y/N), and her clothes whipped in the wind and melted into a blue dress. The layers of hues flew around her like her powers, and she stepped forward with unerring determination. Her veins were bright blue, and a crown of gold studded with blue gems sat on her head. (Y/N) raised her head proudly. She was the Goddess of Freedom.

(Y/N) and Loki raised their free hands, and (Y/N)’s blue veins turned green as she channeled and strengthened Loki’s magic. Their combined power collected around the Loom as the branches of time strained against it.

With a scream of determination, (Y/N) and Loki forced the Loom apart. It exploded, and the strands of time whirled outwards into the void around them. The light rolled over them, and (Y/N) and Loki braced as it passed. (Y/N)’s veins turned gold as time touched her, and then her powers faded to blue once more as her spatial magic attached and adapted to the temporal.

Around Loki and (Y/N), dark branches fell and floated listlessly, unable to be weaved into life for the people living within them. The auras of the timelines thrummed with iridescent light as they tried to come to life, and the dull glow surrounded (Y/N) and Loki.

(Y/N) reached out and took ahold of a branch. She breathed out, and her magic flowed into the branch. It burst into blue light. She smiled as she felt the life within it. It was as if every echo of people existing within transferred to her. Just as when she’d broken herself from the time stream, she was everywhere and nowhere, and she was connected to the pure energy that was life and free will as people existed.

She let go of the branch, and it faded. And so, (Y/N) reached out and took ahold once more.

Beside her, Loki gripped another branch. It glowed green with life, and he held it tightly. He looked at her and nodded.

She smiled back. The branches were dying, but they would give them life once more.

The pair continued down the gangway, each collecting branches as they went until the void was alight with blues and greens in an aurora of rebirth as time itself was repaired by its gods.

(Y/N) and Loki gritted their teeth. It was hard, and their bodies strained at the energy the branches demanded of them, but they pushed forward. Their strength refused to falter. They were going to save everyone they cared about. That was all they needed to keep going.

The lights flowed through the branches, and they parted ahead in the void. (Y/N) and Loki watched in amazement as a rift opened up. They knew instinctively that was where they needed to go.

They turned and cast final looks over their shoulders towards their friends at the windows. Timely, Casey, Ouroboros, Mobius, Sylvie. They and everyone else within the timelines they cared about would be alright.

(Y/N) and Loki turned back to the rift and watched as it widened to reveal the rubble of the Citadel at the End of Time. HWR’s home still existed, but there were no remains of him. This was (Y/N) and Loki’s domain, now.

(Y/N) and Loki stepped off the gangway without hesitation, and blue-green light collected into a stairway, a path just for them. They took each step together, perfectly in sync with each other and the branches around them, at peace with the void and their magic.

With a final step through the rift, the branches flew in after them, and the opening sealed to leave (Y/N) and Loki beyond time itself. They continued upwards to the debris of the Citadel, all the while pulling branches to them and bringing them to life with a glow of blue and green. They weaved timelines into existence once more, giving everyone a chance at life, from the TVA to the Sacred Timeline to every branch of every choice made of free will.

They reached the end of the stairs and gazed at the top of the rubble. HWR’s precious chair lay empty and broken in two. (Y/N) and Loki stepped up towards it, straining against the branches and the burden weighing on them. But with a cry of determination, they forced one foot in front of another.

Golden bits of ore collected underneath them and flowed into the split throne, rebuilding into two sitting side-by-side. The gods of the multiverse stepped upwards, Loki’s cloak and (Y/N)’s dress trailing into time branches as every bit of them weaved life into existence.

They turned and sat down, and the branches flowed around them, waving and dancing with blue and green light, intertwining like (Y/N) and Loki’s hands.

They gazed at one another, a King and a Queen. They leaned in. They kissed.

And time became whole once more.

Boastful Loki swung his sword and cut down another enemy. He would have his throne. It was what he deserved. He pivoted and struck at another warrior, but the moment before he made contact, another person appeared between them and blocked.

Boastful Loki’s eyes widened in surprise, and it gave the woman in front of him just enough leverage to kick him back. Blue energy collected at the point of contact, and he went flying backwards.

He groaned and raised his head to find a sword at his throat, and he looked up at the powerful woman standing over him.

“Stand down, Loki,” she snapped.

“I will not,” declared Boastful Loki.

She scoffed. “You can’t win.”

“Neither can you,” said Boastful Loki.

“Then how about a truce? My men and your men will stop fighting, and we can both get something out of it instead of this foolish bloodshed,” said the woman.

“A truce? I don’t do ‘truces,’ ” said Boastful Loki.

“Then you’re an idiot,” said the woman.

Boastful Loki narrowed his eyes. She was right. Both of their forces would continue to lose men and resources if this continued.

“Fine. We can discuss a truce,” said Boastful Loki, standing up.

“Alert your men. Otherwise we’re not talking about shit,” said the woman.

Boastful Loki raised a hand, and a glowing green rune appeared in the sky to alert his men. He looked back down and gazed at the woman. “So, what is your name?” Boastful Loki liked hers. Her spirit was stronger than anyone else he’d ever met’s.

“I’m (Y/N).”

Boastful Loki smiled.

Teen Loki waved his hands, and the trick flowers he’d created transformed to appear as regular plants.

“What’re you doing?” said a new voice, and Teen Loki jumped.

“I’m just, ah, adding to the garden,” said Teen Loki, easily flowing into a lie as he turned to see a young girl in a servant’s outfit.

“Uhuh, yeah,” said the girl, unimpressed and seeing through his lie. “It’s to spray the lords and ladies coming to the gala tonight with water or something else, right?”

“Don’t tell anyone,” said Teen Loki.

“Are you kidding? I wouldn’t miss this for the world,” said the girl, grinning. “I’ve had to run so many errands for them, and they’re ungrateful witches—and not in the good way.”

“You want me to create mischief?” said Teen Loki.

“I never get to have any fun,” said the girl, shrugging.

Teen Loki grinned, excited to have someone on his side. “Brilliant. Get behind me, they’re coming around the corner soon.” The girl grinned and got behind him.

A few minutes later, a few people rounded the corner in fancy outfits. The minute they walked by the illusioned flowers, water sprayed out at them and hit them, transforming with magic into stains. The people cried out in outrage and ran from the garden, complaining all the while.

“That was great,” grinned the girl. “Great job, Your Highness.”

“Just Loki.” He rolled his eyes. “Your Highness is my father and mother.” He looked at her. “And you are?”

“I’m (Y/N).”

Teen Loki smiled.

“Another press conference?” sighed President Loki.

“Yes, it is your job, Mr. President,” said his assistant.

“Fine,” said President Loki, rising. “Who is it with this time?”

“The Daily Bugle,” said his assistant.

“Very well,” said President Loki. “Perhaps it’ll be that young photographer. At least he was easy to make nervous and it got the ordeal over with.”

His assistant coughed. “It is a different reporter, Mr. President.”

President Loki raised an eyebrow. “Oh? And is there something you’re worrying about?”

“Well, I have heard that she’s quite…forceful,” said his assistant.

“Oh?” President Loki grinned and opened the doors to his interview room. He was looking forward to meeting this reporter. He walked in and found a young woman in a blue pencil skirt and suit jacket. “Hello, it’s a pleasure to meet you.”

“Well, then, I’m quite sure it’s not,” said the reporter shortly.

President Loki’s smiled tensed. “Excuse me?”

“You ran on the platform that you lie about everything, so obviously, that was a lie about being pleased to meet me,” said the reporter, flipping over her journal for notes.

“Well, on that note, I was telling you the truth,” said President Loki, leaning forward and smiling charmingly.

The reporter cocked her head, unfazed. “If you swear that you’re always lying, does that mean you’re lying about that statement itself and instead telling the truth?”

“What?” asked President Loki, confused.

The reporter tsked and rolled her eyes. She put one leg over the other and raised an eyebrow. “Or does everything you say cease to have any meaning since always lying means everyone knows that you’re lying, thus defeating the point?”

“Excuse me?” asked President Loki. He had to admit, he was quite caught off guard by her pointed questions.

“Do you know how to answer questions or not?” she remarked, poised and elegant as she tore into President Loki with pointed questions.

President Loki smirked. He liked her spirit. “I do,” he said, finally sitting down. “And as for your questions, lies have a certain…magic. They are no so straightforward as you might think. In fact, sometimes speaking the truth can be crafted into a lie so no one detects it.”

“So you’re not a god but a fae, understood,” said the reporter coolly.

President Loki’s smirk turned into a grin. Oh, he really liked her. He cocked his head. “You’re sharp.”

“I know,” said the reporter.

��How would you like to get a drink?” said President Loki.

The reporter smirked and raised an eyebrow. “I don’t go out with politicians. And you don’t even know my name.”

“If I knew it, would you consider?” said President Loki.

The reporter tilted her head. “Perhaps.”

“Then may I ask for your name?” said President Loki.

“I’m (Y/N).”

President Loki smiled.

Classic Loki was nervous to finally leave the planet he had been hiding out on. It had been so many years since Thanos’s attack, and nearly as long since (Y/N) left to fight. And Classic Loki had never gone to find her. He had been too scared.

But something had changed. He felt strong enough to take a step towards her. He felt confident enough to try to find her. He was nervous, but this was his love he was talking about. He needed to find her.

And so, he summoned a portal and stepped through, following his instincts and his magic to find (Y/N). After all, he could find her and her magic anywhere. His heart always followed her.

Classic Loki found himself outside of a house, and inside, he saw someone pouring a drink. He swallowed his fear and stepped up to the door. He knocked, and it sounded like thunder to him.

The door opened with a click, and a woman’s face appeared in the doorway. She was older, but it was still the face of the woman Classic Loki loved.

“(Y/N),” he said.

She smiled. “Loki. I’ve been waiting for you.”

Classic Loki smiled.

“The yard could do with a bit of work,” said Sylvie as she walked up behind Mobius as he looked at a variant of himself home with his kids.

“No. It’s great,” said Mobius. “Christ, it’s the best house on the block.” He sighed. “Never look, never know.”

Sylvie was silent for a moment. “It’s weird that Loki and (Y/N) aren’t here, isn’t it?”

“Yeah,” murmured Mobius.

They both deeply missed their friends.

“Well…See you around, I guess,” said Sylvie.

“Where are you gonna go?” asked Mobius.

Sylvie shrugged. “ ‘There are whole worlds of people to meet.’ ” She echoed (Y/N)’s words, and her heart ached. “You?”

“I might just wait here a little bit,” said Mobius. He gazed out over the world in front of him. “Let time pass.” He was content. He was finding his place.

Sylvie patted his shoulder in goodbye, turned away, and stepped through a Time Door to another area of the world. She walked out onto the sidewalk in front of a coffee shop. Quietly, she walked in, ordered, and sat down. Sylvie looked out the window and watched the world go by. The world was there because of what Loki and (Y/N) had done, were still doing. Sylvie wouldn’t squander what they had given everyone.

But Sylvie did miss them. She cared about them more deeply than she had cared for any else she knew. Loki was someone who understood her, and (Y/N)…Sylvie had loved her. She swallowed and looked down at her coffee. She took a drink and let the bitterness rest on her tastebuds. She couldn’t have (Y/N); she knew that. She and Loki loved each other. But Sylvie would remember her words and her advice. And she wouldn’t let her down.

“Hey, do you mind if I sit? All the other tables are completely filled.”

Sylvie was broken from her thoughts and looked up. Her breath caught in her throat as she gazed at the woman looking at her. She stumbled over her words. “Right, yeah, sure.”

“Thanks,” said the woman, sitting down.

Sylvie cleared her throat. “I’m Sylvie, by the way.”

The woman smiled. “I’m (Y/N).”

Just open your heart.

Sylvie smiled.

The God of Stories and Goddess of Freedom separated and gazed at each other. Their kiss had woven time together. Around them, green branches twined into a trunk and opened up into a blue, glowing canopy. A tree of life and time built from love lit up the void around them.

“We did it,” murmured (Y/N).

“Together,” said Loki, smiling softly.

“And they all get their freedom,” said (Y/N). “For happiness. For love.”

“Just like us,” said Loki, cupping her face.

“Just like us,” repeated (Y/N), leaning in.

“I love you,” murmured Loki.

“I love you,” whispered (Y/N).

They spoke from the heart with the love of a million variants. In every world, they’d find each other. In every world, Loki and (Y/N) loved one each other.

For all time. Always.

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