#v: strangefrost

[benevolentgodloki]

cloxkedin answered: Based on -> (x) Her initial inclination was to reciprocate the stare. As clichés go, Cloak sensed his presence even before laying eyes on him. Describing the innate instinctual nudge proved challenging, yet, preceding even that, she had detected a distinct magical trace. There was an undeniable recognition that transcended the mortal plane. Presently taking a human form, rationale minimally dictated that she looked. Eventually, she did. Thankfully, words were not imperative for communication. Cloak fixed Loki with a piercing stare, a narrowed gaze and perhaps, a tableau of intrigue only for a half-hearted smirk to surface a moment later, daring him to look away.

He wasn't supposed to be in this part of the Sanctum, much of the house off limits to its half-guest-half-prisoner. The texts on these shelves, however, were not particularly dangerous, not enough to be warded. Loki would not have been able to access them otherwise with the wristband he was currently forced to wear that dampened his powers.

With the sorcerers sleeping, he had not expected to meet someone else. Someone who had managed to move quietly enough for them to escape his notice. If he were lucky, they wouldn't know what he was or wasn't permitted. Something about them felt familiar.

Her smirk was curious. She reminded Loki then of someone from his past. He resisted the urge to avert his gaze and instead solidified it, turning to face her properly.

"And just who might you be?"

@cloxkedin

[benevolentgodloki]

Loki grimaced on the subject of Valkyrie's strong opinions. He hadn't exactly made a great impression upon her in the short space of time he had known her before death claimed him. He respected her, even somewhat liked her — she was a Valkyrie —but he had crossed lines and he had brought death upon their people. He was lucky Thor vouched for him at all.

He couldn't help a small, guilty smile about the play. Planning celebrations was something he very much enjoyed. Perhaps he would invite Strange. He'd definitely consider inviting Stark. Loki doubted he'd want to miss a party.

With a raised eyebrow, Loki rose and followed his brother. "Am I going to like these people?"

“She has strong opinions on your return, Valkyrie,” Thor added, “she was here and she watched how your… passing affected me,” the thousands of mead gallons were still kept in the royal cellar, “I think I convinced her that your return is valuable,” the best thing that has happened to Thor in the last five years or so. “She has the best intentions and she cares about me,” it was more than caring: Valkyrie had witnessed how recent losses shook Thor to his core and threatened to steal him from her – someone who had rescued her and given her new reason to live and to fight - but Loki didn’t need to know that yet, “and she promised to keep an eye on you. If you ever plan to leave again, do it in a way she won’t notice.”

Thor nodded, amused. “You know how to plan a spectacle better than I do; invite Stephen to join us if you will. I liked the small bits I watched of the play about your death in Svartalfheim. Really touching,” he added.

“And,” Thor was back on his feet, gesturing at Loki to follow him to his cabin, “there are some people I want you to meet.”

[tales-of-magic-and-chaos]

I commissioned @juizyya for this gorgeous FrostIronStrange fanart and I'm so in love with it omg 😭😭💕💕💕

[izu]

you cannot tell me loki doesn't steal that damn cloak when the two of them get ready for bed you cannot TELL me he doesn't wrap himself up in it and wander around with only it on and give wong heart palpitations singlehandedly....

stephen TRIES to protest it bless his heart but he's also a sap and weak to those little loki charms and just lets him have it since the cloak doesn't seem to mind being on loki anyway.... he gets so flustered seeing him walk around with it on though because he's a Very Traditional Lover and the only thing he can think about while beating up some random no name intergalactic multidimensional baddie is how it absolutely fucking swallows his lover up and how it likely smells of him and how loki probably nuzzles his face into the collar just to tease and fuck with him fjrbfnfbf

[magpietrickstergod]

@drstrangesorcerersupreme continued from here

7. Handcuffed to an item of choice.

Stephen was grateful that Loki finally invited him to Jotunheim on casual terms to simply enjoy dinner and become familiar with the kingdom. As the state of affairs currently was, it was most likely going to be his second home.

When the offer arrived to stay for the night, the sorcerer agreed to no restraint and excused himself to use a bath to freshen up. With a surprise with how cold the realm was, their water appeared to be similar to a hot spring.

Once his body was clean, Stephen decided to let himself soak, almost falling asleep at times because of how the water felt on his skin. But when he least expected it as he went to get out and grab a towel, he felt something holding him back as if a force was tugging him back into the bath.

He looked down at his hand and saw handcuffs that were anchored down somewhere near the back of the spring. Stephen smiled and chuckled to himself.

“You know these aren’t really necessary….” He tried to break out of them with his magic, but his efforts were for naught. “Nice touch, but I wasn’t planning on leaving.” The next chuckle was a bit hesitant because even though Stephen had a good idea of why he was like this, he was quite unsure how the execution would play out. It caused that familiar feeling of thrill to pulse throughout his body and goosebumps to rise up, even though he was not cold at all.

Loki’s laughter fluttered musically around the chamber. It couldn’t help but be sinister as much as it was playful. He materialised on a rocky ledge nearby, for the place was indeed more like a well-designed rockpool than a bathroom.

“I’m sorry, Stephen. I couldn’t resist. You’ll forgive me a little show of power here and there, won’t you? It helps turn gossip in my favour. Keeping the peace in Jotunheim is a precarious task.”

He slipped from his perch and sauntered closer to where his lover was bathing. Lover. He still couldn’t believe it was something he had, not a proper one, which was partly why he was misbehaving. It all felt too good for him to have. Especially after all the disagreements they’d had in the past.

“Can’t let them think I’ve turned soft, can I?”

[benevolentgodloki]

Interesting. A fellow game-player.

Loki narrowed his eyes and tilted his head. He pushed the book he had been reading back onto its shelf and began a slow threatening pace toward her he had long perfected. He wondered if Strange had another apprentice that had been kept hidden from him. Loki liked to think himself above petty jealousy, especially when it came to Stephen's attention, but what he thought and the reality of it were two separate things entirely.

"Is that right? And what currency do you covet for your knowledge?"

From her vantage point, Cloak observed Loki with a discerning gaze, wondering if he had familiarised himself with the rules governing his confinement. Her intent gaze might have caught the faintest falter in Loki's own but it was disregarded before pride could bloom. She knew better than to wholly place her faith in sight. Trust was a precarious thing, especially when dealing with a trickster.

She expected an encounter at some point but not alone and certainly not while she walked in this guise. Maybe she should have. Her countenance, however, quickly lit up upon the revelation that he remained unaware of her identity. She revelled in the myriad of mischief-making possibilities opening up to her. Noting the wristband with a flick of her gaze, Cloak shut the book in her hand with a resounding 'thump!'

Cloak hummed in resolute nonchalance, her mind racing with the concoction of schemes. “Why should I tell you? Last I checked, you're the guest-slash-prisoner here." Most importantly, "How badly do you want to know? And you should know, knowledge doesn't come free.”

[benevolentgodloki]

@arroganceandfear continued from here:

After a fruitless search, Stephen let out a long and exasperated sigh. There was no sign of the damned thing anywhere in the room. Maybe it had been discarded elsewhere in the Sanctum, if it even was still in the building. But, even if he did find the certificate, Loki was right. Stephen didn’t even have the slightest clue of where they had gone to get married. Considering the sling ring on the bedside table…it could have been literally anywhere.

Sharp eyes glared at Loki when he spoke, the tease evident but still working wonders.

“Me? Ha! Please, if I had proposed it would definitely have been something you’d remember.”

Still sore, Stephen let himself drop on the mattress, head falling into his hands. He could feel the ring against his forehead, making his heart tighten.

“Wong’s gonna kill me…”

Stephen had a point. Loki would have liked to have remembered a proposal if Stephen had done it. He didn't want to think that he himself had made a forgettable one either. Perhaps it had been a mutual dare then. A competition that had got out of hand. That sounded right.

Rolling over, Loki rested on his elbow close beside his despairing companion.

"What has Wong got to do with any of this?" he replied airily. It was a split-second before his eyes lit with devious possibility. "Oooh, do I own half the Sanctum now?"

[benevolentgodloki]

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Almost time for us Europeans to take over tumblr for the evening

20 notes - Posted May 14, 2022

#4

You know what they did with Daredevil in She Hulk's series? That but with Stephen Strange in Loki's.

22 notes - Posted November 8, 2022

#3

@iinventor​

On arriving in the common room of what had once been known as Stark and Avengers Tower, Loki had not been certain what to expect. Perhaps a blaring of alarms and an immediate arrest by machines or a gathering of unknown civilians staring at him before screaming when enough of them recognised his face.

But not this. Emptiness.

Loki used the stolen TemPad to close the time door and paced the once familiar room, long since remodelled following Hulk’s DIY with a Loki-hammer. His back still twinged and not only from the memory. He wasn’t aware of who had survived the Infinity War, his research only sufficient to bring him to a time after its end. It seemed as good a point as any to return to the timeline.

Were the Avengers even a thing anymore? Answers would have to be sought and here was where he last remembered. They were the authority who had impressed him as much as vexed him. They were who he thought he might speak to and how he might find Thor again.

Yet it was silent, sofas and an empty bar covered with sheets. 

Hang on.

Not completely empty. There was a lone glass and bottle of whiskey on the counter. The glass was half full. Or half-empty, if you were that way inclined. One of the sofas was partially uncovered. 

Someone was here. His senses reached out for them, prepared to defend himself.

“Hello?”

23 notes - Posted April 28, 2022

#2

Ok but Variant Loki now knows how to enchant. Imagine him enchanting Steven and going into his head.. only to find fighty bastard one and extremely fighty bastard two plus one disgruntled bird god and being like

um

hi

25 notes - Posted April 28, 2022

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Losing my mind over that tattoo 😂

"Thor's mine."

"I don't see your name on him."

"Well.."

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[benevolentgodloki]

Leaving the god of mischief in charge of defending the New York Sanctum wouldn’t have been most people’s first choice. Today there had been little other option. It had started out as a typical day as an apprentice, dusting and sweeping the library manually with the reward of getting to read once he was done. As a prince, he wasn’t exactly accustomed to this sort of duty, and there was naturally a deal of muttering and cursing his way through it, along with occasional bits of cheating.

Strange had excused himself on some vague errand to see an old colleague. A few hours later and there was an attack on the city by some great beast. No amount of persuading Wong would let him assist, so Loki was resigned to guarding the place while the sorcerers battled this new threat.

A little while later, after sending several himself, he received a text from Stephen telling him everything was fine and that they were going to Kamar-Taj. Wonderful. Just wonderful. Ah, well, it at least gave him free run of the library. No one was there to tell him off. He wasn’t allowed a sling ring without supervision yet or there was no telling where he might pop off to.

Hours and hours passed and there was no word. He sent texts but they stopped being received. Loki didn’t like it. Yet, he couldn’t abandon the Sanctum. He went into the mirror dimension and practised, busying his mind, trying to tell himself that he wasn’t worried about Stephen Strange. Why would he be?

When a portal finally opened into the Sanctum from outside, at least a day must have passed. The place was practically spotless. It was also riddled with hidden, harmless pranks that Loki hadn’t been able to resist.

“Where the hel have you been?” he demanded as Strange appeared, not yet fully registering the guest he was bringing with him. “I was on the verge of declaring myself Sorcerer Supreme.”

@arroganceandfear​ @stars-wandered​

[benevolentgodloki]

Surprised enough by the non-magical attack, Loki allowed himself to be pinned. He looked up at the incensed sorcerer with a bewildered smile. Buried beneath his amusement there was sympathy, of a sort. He did not want Stephen to lose his status, if only because he enjoyed being able to pester him and by proxy get access to the Sanctum. His pride fluttered happily at the confession, even though it wasn't meant as a compliment.

"Very well. I understand." A slip of tongue poked between his lips and disappeared again. "Perhaps if we were to have one more consummation now we have our full senses, I could see my way to helping us be cleaved from one another?"

@forevermuses

Irritation sparked and bled into his actions. Stephen turned around and lunged at his new husband, attempting to pin him down on the mattress. It's not a true display of dominance or power. Stephen isn't an idiot, he knows Loki could kick him off with the same ease someone kicks the bedsheets away, but it is a way for him to let the other know just how serious he is about this.

"Because I would lose all respect, then lose my status of Sorcerer Supreme and then likely be removed from the Masters of the Mystic Arts. This is all I have, Loki, and I won't risk it all just because I was drunk and wanted to get fucked by someone like you."

[benevolentgodloki]

Trying to stay calm wasn’t really an option. How had this happened? In physical terms, of course, she knew how, but she was in control of that particular part of her biology. She determined when something like this could occur, especially as a sorceress.

At first she thought she had simply been stressed when she attempted to revert to her usual male form. Stressed or tired or distracted. Maybe someone had cast a dampening spell on her for a laugh. No one in the Sanctum seemed to be snickering about it.

Far too stubborn to admit anything was wrong, Loki had maintained that she was in the mood to be female and it wasn’t to be questioned. After a few weeks of being able to do a variety of other spells, including the mystic arts, but not a self-transformation, she began to get concerned. There was nothing wrong with her magic. There didn’t seem to be anything wrong with her brain, except for a few headaches and irritability she put down to the stress of not being able to change.

Eventually Loki sealed herself in her room where she could be undisturbed. She sat in a meditative position and cast a spell to scan herself, checking in with her body. For humans, this was normally a relaxation technique that lacked detail. For a sorcerer, it could go far deeper. For a shapeshifting goddess, it was impeccable. She followed the scan down and down, finding little of concern, nothing out of place. Down past her stomach and hips, down to her legs —

Wait.

What?

No.

Her scanning leapt back up to confirm. A hand came to her lips in shock. Impossible. How could she have let this happen? How could he have done this? What the Hel was she going to do? Lying was her first instinct but this was something that concealed would only literally grow in severity.

Loki strode in search of her mutual accomplice. No sooner had she found him, she gave him no warning at all before dropping them both through a portal and back into her chamber where they could be alone. Just as they had been when the trouble started.

“I don’t care what you were doing but you need to drop everything and listen to me,” she hissed. “We have a very big problem. Or rather a very, very small one that has the potential to be far worse. I found out why I can’t turn back into my normal self.”

She took a few hesitant and distraught breaths.

“Stephen, I’m pregnant.”

@arroganceandfear

[benevolentgodloki]

@arroganceandfear​ continued from here

Stephen's expression is rigid and stern when he enters his room, very clear that it is a mask to hide the true expression his face wants to pull. Is it anger? Annoyance? Surprise? Excitement? It's hard to tell, but his eyebrow does twitch as he watches the dancing form.

"I thought we were going to go over the mirror dimension spell?" He holds up a book, and there seems to be a decent amount of effort employed into keeping his gaze focused on anything above her neck. Are his cheeks turning pink or is it a trick of the light? "Or should I assume that you've perfected your casting?"

She knows exactly what she’s doing. Loki twirls this way and that, tassels and sleeves fluttering, an Arabian aesthetic to her attire. She wants to catch him off guard; enjoy the effect she is sure to have on him, especially as a human. Her now green gaze glances at him from the side, a smug smirk playing upon darkly painted lips.

Her back arches against the bed-post, still dancing even as she replies. “Why don’t I show you? I think you’d rather this were happening where no one else can see, after all.” 

Loki dances out from the bed and turns toward the door. She wrenches at the air, slamming the door shut and then, with a grin, she snaps at the air with her palms. And the world cracks around them like glass.

[benevolentgodloki]

Stephen's glare only made the devil's grin worse. Loki had a contract. He had power. There was so much advantage he could take and why should he waste it?

"And why exactly is that?" he wondered, toying with the delight of scandal in his tone. "Will the other Masters turf you out? Would you lose your position, for getting into this position, and the many positions we enjoyed?"

He didn't want to tell him, but Loki was likely to hear it from somewhere else if he didn't. Stephen preferred to get that part over and done with. At least he'd be able to do some damage control.

"Technically, you do," Stephen grumbled as he tore his hands off his face to glare in his husband's direction. "A Sorcerer Supreme's marriage is no small thing, so I want to make something very, very clear. No one needs to find out about this, got it? I can't let anyone know that I'm married, or that I'm married to you."