#welcome back to my loki ted talks

[atomicradiogirl]

welcome to my TED talk about the beauty of the loki soundtrack and how natalie holt is proving the theory that it’s all about mobius and loki (lokius):

obviously let’s start with the piece ‘lokius’ which we know my thoughts on but this sets up the overall theme of this discussion. in a general summary of my previous TED talk, i claimed that lokius is all about mobius since the piece is mainly composed of his musical theme and the fact that he was literally jealous and discrediting sylvie and loki in that scene. it was all about him in that moment. but they could have easily left this theme as is.

however, natalie holt goes on to repurpose and interpolate the ‘lokius’ musical theme throughout the season 2 soundtrack especially in the show’s finale which is the culmination of loki’s arc. loki and mobius’ relationship grew over season 2 to the point where the last person who ever saw and truly saw loki was mobius.

in the score ‘complex and many’ in loki and mobius’ final goodbye scene, it’s a variation of ‘lokius’ that plays, not anything else. no other score of this magnitude plays when he says goodbye to anyone else, not even sylvie. this is the pivotal emotional climax because loki and mobius’ relationship is the core and heart of the show and to his character. loki would not have been able to sacrifice himself nor have the compassion to do it without mobius. loki gave mobius the choice to live and find his glorious purpose but the show ends with mobius waiting, letting time pass, because he’s alone now just like loki. so he’ll wait for loki to return.

this brings me to the score ‘purpose is glorious’ the final montage sequence in the loki finale. it’s such a beautiful score and it plays over everyone finding their purpose except for mobius who the score cuts out right as we see him stand in front of his sacred timeline home watching his true self play with his children. everyone finds purpose except for mobius. but the piece takes from ‘lokius.’ everyone found purpose because of mobius and his love and care for loki, except for mobius. which is the tragic irony.

finally we talk about the final score in the show, ‘history is now’ which takes elements from ‘loki’s green theme’ and ‘lokius.’ don’t believe me? the underlying violins in the ‘history is now’ is like ripped right from the violins in ‘lokius.’ and ‘history is now’ is the final time we see loki and mobius. mobius letting time pass, loki accepting his glorious purpose.

so in conclusion, it’s always been about mobius and for mobius. it’s always been lokius’ story. even since season one. and the loki soundtrack ITSELF proves this. don’t believe me? just listen.

[cleabellanov]

💙 hi and welcome to my ted talk about the latest episodes of what if, please read through (3) 💙

First of all. Why is season 2 so...happy?

I'm not complaining. Marvel has enough sad stories for a lifetime, but I found that, instead of exploring demises, we're now seeing victories. Old villains find their insight and become heroes (Hela, Nebula, Gamora) and lives are influenced for the better, earlier on (Peter Quill, Bucky, Hope).

It might be nothing.

But I think it's something.

You know what season 2 of what if comes right after? Season 2 of Loki. And, as you'll see at the end of this post, their colors are making themselves known.

Could it be that, from his throne, Loki got sick of watching sad stories and seeing worlds die? There is a chance, I don't know how plausible, but there is, that he's influencing all that we saw this season. A little hope here, a little time there, and, using their free will, everyone gets a second chance.

That, or Uatu felt bad for us and wanted to gift us in honor of New Year being in 1-2 days. Do tell me if you have additions on that.

If I had to bet on something, it would be the overall fan reaction to the opening scene. I screamed, yes. Did they expect us to see Loki's name there in the subtitles and be totally chill about it?

"To be or not to be, that is the question"

I can totally see Tom having this idea for the opening scene: just Loki reciting Hamlet, and altough to his brother's bordedom, acting from Shakespeare. And it was the best idea he could have.

It's a missable detail, but Thor mentions Mjölnir! And you know how? As a gift...for Loki!

He responds to that with "I...have misplaced it" which is, yeah, typical, but how do you just lose Mjölnir, Loki? The idea, however, is that he'd be able to lift it, which I would have loooved to see on screen. But this was fun to have too.

And the response to Captain Carter's "You're a bigger drama queen than your brother" (talking to Thor)?? 😭

"Blessed"

Can we also point out how insane it is that after just being stripped from her home in an unknown world, Peggy still wanted to help?

She not only has a hero's soul, she is that brave as to turn down The Watcher's warnings and offers to take her back safe. And remember, not everyone can hear Uatu as he narrates. But she can, sometimes.

"What if, what if, what if. I have to try."

"Not on my watch"

This ambition of hers, is, of course, given by her humanity too. But that's not only a bad thing. The Watcher's all knowing, his experience of seeing worlds die everyday, has made him unsensible (from our point of view). That's not the case for Peggy.

Amidst all her adventures, however, perhaps she's also searching to avenge the love she lost, searching for her happy ending. In the movie Endgame, I have to admit she felt optional, like Steve wasn't meant to be there with her. But not now.

I wish The Watcher told her she has a happy ending somewhere.

I don't know about you, but this episode...is my favourite ever from the series. It used to be the Strange Supreme one, but that's on the second place of the podium now.

We got to see queen Hela, drama prince/ actor Loki, king Thor. Bucky, NOT the Winter Soldier, and Steve, finally on the same page! Scarlet Witch!! Using her powers for good, not corrupted. All of them in cool costumes too. If things like these were on live action, I'd lose my f- mind, if I haven't already. :))

And now the green. The "rifts" that are tearing this world apart are very familiar in color.

And this is not the only thing that's turning green, when it used to be multi-colored. The prism, too, the one from which The Watcher watches and narrates. And I'm not talking about the Time Stone. I'm talking about the tree of life, and how it might actually have a serious impact over everything. I mean, does Uatu know anything? And what was that decorated Yggradsil in the trailer, before the holidays?

Nevertheless, I think it's related in some way, and if it's not, don't blame me. I really like green.

That being said, thanks for reading <3

[woulddieforloki]

my level of dumbassery is getting 821 words into the final chapter of one of my fanfics and then deciding the chapter before would be the perfect ending and ditching the 3+ hours of work I've spent on this not-finale in favor of the chapter before

[wheredafandomat]

angst - 12 but reader is the one that says that 👉👈 tysm !!

🥺🥺

#12: “how could you let them say that about me?”

“Well, Ted from accounting said that apparently she’s so tight down there he could barely pull out, coulda been stuck in there for days.” Mark spoke, laughing with the rest of his colleagues as Loki approached making them all go silent.

“What are you all speaking about? Don’t stop on my accord.” Loki smiled awkwardly as he joined the conversation.

“Nothing man.” Mark answered, clearing his throat.

“No please, do continue.” Loki smiled, this was his new thing, trying to fit in. The only problem was that midgardians weren’t as welcoming as he had hoped.

“Well, we were talking about that new avenger, the woman that sometimes walks through here.” Mark answered, slightly nervous. As soon as he said that, Loki immediately knew who they were talking about and why it was that that new avenger visited this floor. It was the floor that he worked on and he and the new avenger were in the early stages of a potential relationship.

“Oh really, what were you saying?” Loki asked.

“Well, you didn’t hear it from me but apparently her pussy is so tight that Teds dick turned purple when he fucked her.”

Lokis jaw clenched slightly. Who the fuck was Ted? No one had mentioned a Ted. Furthermore, this was the first time the guys were all laughing around him and strangely enough, he liked it. He knew it was wrong to laugh, but he faked one anyways, wanting t be included. Big mistake.

“Did Ted also tell you all he’s got a micropenis.” You laughed, approaching the group of immature boys.

“Y/n.” Mark greeted.

“It was legit smaller than my little finger.” You continued, the rest of the men laughing harder as you pointedly looked at Loki, narrowing your gaze. You expected such childish talk from these idiots but Loki. Never Loki. “Anyways, I better get back to work, saving the world and all.” You shrugged, turning to leave.

“Y/n, wait.” Loki called after you as you marched towards the elevator. You felt hurt.

“Just leave it.” You spoke over your shoulder.

“I’m sorry.”

“How could you let them say that about me?” You whisper shouted, turning to face him as he stopped walking, no words spilling from him, no explanation. “You know what, them I expected such ridiculous talk from but you? That’s low.” You huffed, turning back around leaving Loki standing in his place.

Tight pussy syndrome 🥺

This is probably the stupidest thing I’ve ever written - my apologies my brain doesn’t work rn

[olivarryprompts]

Fanfic Friday #11

Welcome to Fanfic Friday! Each Friday I post a new here and on A03. Enjoy x

Read and save it on A03 here https://archiveofourown.org/works/33567529

{fancy suits from dad}

Ships: Peter Stark & Tony Stark, Pepper Pots/Tony Stark

Warnings: swearing, just fluff otherwise :)

Wc: 2,319

Here’s the thing, Peter Parker grew up in Stark Tower, which eventually became Avengers Tower of course. So whilst his whole class was buzzing about their field trip, all he could think was, “shit, shit shit.” His dad was going to embarrass the hell out of him. His Aunts and Uncles were going to endlessly tease him.

So, no Peter was not looking forward to the field trip. Not in the slightest. He still wanted to go, though. He knew that the rumors of his internship being fake were started by Flash, the annoying teen. He also knew that Flash had not once said his real name, preferring the name Penis Parker. It didn’t bother him as much as it used to. Also since highschool began, Flash had calmed down with his bullying. Well, maybe Flash hadn’t calmed down and high school was just bigger and he had thicker skin. And a new support system with plenty of people to go to.

Peter had been adopted by the Starks when he was a mere ten years old. At first, he was terrible at receiving any gifts or even too much attention. Slowly but surely, he got more and more used to it. Now, he wouldn’t not know what to do if any of that was taken away. Plus, he really did find a liking for expensive suits, however shallow. He looked good in them, and his father always insisted on buying him more and more. Tony would always find an excuse to spoil the kid a little more, however much Pepper tried to stop him.

“Peter, please see me after class regarding an urgent matter.”

Brough out of his thoughts, Peter swiftly nodded his head.

He looked at the board to see the words from before still written on them, “Field Trip to Stark Industries!” It might as well have said, “Dig Peter Stark’s Grave!”

“So, let’s get started with today’s lesson, graphing imaginary numbers on the complex plane!” He’d done this one a while back with his father. Something about not only learning applicable science and engineering. Peter tapped his glass, and the episode of Arrow he’d been watching on the car ride over began playing. He’d be ever grateful for his father’s gift of EDITH to him. Pepper had tried to ban him from wearing them to school, but hastily gave up when Peter pulled the spiderman danger card.

“Alright, class dismissed. Please remember to do this homework pages 11-18 on this unit’s homework handout.”

Peter, forgetting his teacher's previous request, was very glad to be on his way home. He was one foot out of the door when the teacher called his name. Now, his day had gone pretty well up to that point. Bucky made pancakes for breakfast, which were delicious. There was wayyy less traffic on the way to school. He’d aced an essay and a couple of quizzes, and then he even participated in PE effectively. But alas, all good things had to come to an end.

“Mr. Parker? The discussion.”

“Right,” Peter thought, joining the teacher at his desk.

“Peter, you are truly a great kid. I know you’ve been through a lot recently and in your life, but it is no excuse to make up an internship. We both know that it is not real. Now, acknowledging that you have a bright future, the administration and I have come forward with an offer. If you agree to write an apology, expressing that you understand what you did was wrong and immoral, you will both be allowed to come on the trip and no punishment will be given to you. If you choose to not take this opportunity, you will be banned from the trip and will be chastised.

Peter just stood there, not really comprehending. Apparently Flash’s little rumors were a lot bigger than he anticipated.

“I-i-I’m not lying,” was all he could manage. He had filed all the right paperwork and proved his internship.

“I’m sorry to hear that you will not come forward with the truth. You have up until the day before the trip to hand in the letter if you change your mind. Goodbye Peter.”

Peter just let his legs take him out of the classroom, then out of the school, and then to the road, a couple blocks away, where his dad picks him up from.

“Hello mini-me.”

“Hey,” Peter said, jumping into the passenger seat.

“‘Hi Dad, thanks so much for taking time out of your busy schedule to pick me up each and every day. Sick new car by the way! I’d love to drive it sometime!”

Peter just rolled his eyes with a smile, “Car looks great dad. McLarren’s are superior yet.”

“Ungrateful, so so ungrateful. What’s got you in a mood then?”

“Nothin,” Peter said, pulling out his phone.

“Oh come on, tell me. Tell me or I’ll call Ted.”

“Ned, Dad. We’ve been friends for like three years.”

“Not the point.”

“Just something at school.”

“Wow how very descriptive. You know I’m trying to do the whole feelings thing here, and you should appreciate that coming from my emotionally stunted self.”

“You’re so dramatic. Basically we’re having a field trip to your tower, and I’m not allowed to go because the teacher doesn’t think I really have an “internship.” Which, to be fair I don’t but that’s on you and not me.”

“Nah na na. I offered you an internship, and you said I’d be bored.”

“It would be. Doing a project for your company under strict supervision of some person would be sucky. I mean I can do anything I want from the lab you built me.”

“I know, but remember technically you are my intern. Remember we did that whole personal intern bullshit for the school.”

“Oh right. Is that why you keep harassing me about submitting all my completed projects.”

“No, that’s all your mother. Something about not wanting a lawsuit over a fake internship.”

“Make sense. She tends to be a lot smarter than you.”

“Ah, I feel so attacked. The abuse I suffer.”

“You’re terrible.”

“I am internally crying, kid. Sobbing.”

“Shut up,” we laughed.

“Who’s home?”

“You saw Buck and Sam this morning. Nat and Steve came back from their mission this afternoon. Thor and Loki are back for dinner tonight.. Strange might be coming round, not sure though. Cliff and the family aren’t back for at least a couple weeks. Oh and Bruce is wholed up in his lab as usual.”

“Shit. Everyone staying till the end of the week.”

“Yeah, oh the field trip. You’re screwed. You should have not told me.”

“Ughhhhh!!!”

“I love your life Petey.”

Peter walked into the kitchen and saw Steve reading a newspaper.

“Uncle Steve! Your back!” he smiled, dropping his bag off near the sofa. Steve got up to give the smaller boy a hug.

“Yep. Mission completed.”

“Nice. Can you tell me about it?”

“Yeah, it was nothing too interesting. We just needed some more intel into a terrorist organization stationed in the US. Most of the mission was recon. The next steps are being taken in a couple weeks.”

“Good to know there’s an active terrorist organization out there,” Peter said lightly.

Steve just smiled, not quite understanding the modern humor.

“Where is everyone else?” he said, realizing the living room was not in it’s normal chaotic state that he’d come to love. The chaos was his favorite reminder that he had so many people. He liked having lots of people, even after all this time.

“Nat and Buck are training, they invited you to join if you want. Bruce is in his lab, and dont worry he slept and ate last night. Not sure about the rest.”

“Right, thanks. I think I’m going to go train.”

Before he knew it, it was Friday morning, and his school was coming to his home. He was going to try very hard to ignore them. To do so, he asked his mum to let him sit in on some meetings. He had an easy in to the R&D and mechanical side of the company via the other interns. He was actually planning on hanging out with some of the “other” interns later that day. They were always happy to let Pete in on their projects and let him give them a hand. But he was always interested in getting more detail about the business side of the company, and he liked to get a window into it. Pepper was always happy to show her son the ropes. I mean he was heir to the company after all, even if he didn’t know yet.

He asked his mum to only schedule meetings after 12 as he requested a sleep in. Pepper was always happy when Peter slept as he was a little too much like his father. So, he woke bright and early at 11:00 o’clock.

After a scroll through his phone and a quick shower, he was ready to pull on his far too expensive Brunellio’s custom suit. It was one of his favorites. His father had got it custom made when he was in Italy, and told him he simply could not resist getting one for the kid. Pepper just smiled.

He had a large breakfast (enhanced metabolism) and headed towards the 34th floor where his first meeting was located. He’d been shadowing his mum for almost a year now whenever it was convenient, so he had the rointine down. He was almost sure he could take over a few of her meetings.

“Hi honey,” Pepper said, giving the boy a quick kiss on the cheek on the way to her own chair beside him. Peter blushed before resuming his professional posture and facial expression.

“Good morning everyone, as you can see Peter will be joining us today. I want to talk about some of the services we provide for our employees and their feedback. I’m aware we have a large portion to talk about so Kendra please take it away on that front.”

The first meeting went smoothly as planned. It was a discussion on the progress of the internal services, aka the IT department. Peter hadn’t learned much about their IT department, so it was good to listen in to. Pre these meetings, he, of course, does research into the background stuff, so he’s not completely lost. Pepper’s assistant usually provides him with a packet of info about the Stark Industries side of things. He is also given a list of key words and concepts he might want to make sure he understands. The research is fun for him, it makes him feel all professional.

Usually he spoke during the meetings, asking a couple questions and suggesting some ideas, but for this one he just learned and took in. The next meeting, however, was very much so his field. He’d spoken a lot with advertising, becoming very interested in the data analysis behind it. He even took a stats class so he could keep up. In that one he asked questions Pepper was on the verge of asking twice. He also contributed to the analysis of data once. Pepper usually liked him to participate as it was good for him, but he always felt bad suggesting stuff to the senior adults. He usually spoke to his mum or dad about projects for the company, preferring that.

They hung back in the room of the second meeting.

“Good job in this one Pete. Took two questions right off my tongue.”

“Thanks ma,” he said, always appreciating some approval.

“That’s all I’ve got for you today, kid. Rest of the stuff is, ya know.”

“Course. Thanks for these two. It was good to learn about internal affairs a bit more. Have a gap of knowledge there.”

“Yeah. Was that the first time meeting our CIT?”

“I believe so.”

“Well, next time we have a broader IA meeting, I’ll pull you outta school,” Pepper suggested.

“Really? That’d be epic.”

“Course, hun. Jarvis, sort that out please.”

“Of course Mrs. Potts.”

“Thanks J,” Peter yelled.

“Anytime mini-boss. No need to disturb the entire floor.”

“Are AI supposed to be so snarky?”

“Dad programmed it, what else would it be?”

“Valid point.”

“Right, got to run. See you later.”

“Bye, love you mum!”

“Love you too, Pete.”

“Jarvis, could you send me the tour plan for the visiting tour today?”

“Absolutely, sir. They’re on your phone now.”

“Thanks J.”

Looking at the plans Peter smiled. He had successfully avoided them the entire day. It said they were supposed to head back to school at 2:30, and it was about to be three. Smile on his face, he trotted down to the lobby to grab a coffee before going to meet Loki at the arcade. Don’t judge them, it was their thing. Taking the private lift down, and then walking straight to the coffee stand and ordering.

“Mr. Parker!” he heard the angry voice of his teacher, “How dare you show up here aft-”

Shit. shit. Shit.

“Edith, call dad, and tell him it’s urgent in the lobby.”

“Of course Peter.”

“Peter, are you listening to me! You are going to face extreme consequences for this.”

“Your coffee,” the man said, not realizing it was Peter, level ten personal of the tower, that was being yelled at.

“Thanks.”

“How dare you get coffee! In this building! Security!”

Tony arrived spotting his son instantly.

“Kid this best be impor- I see.”

“Hey Mr. Stark,” Peter said weakly.

“Mr. Harrington is it? Please stop harassing my intern.”

“H-he, he is y-your intern?”

“Yes. My favorite. Please exit the building and never question him again. You will be hearing from me.”

Let’s just say, Monday was an interesting day. At least Flash backed off, he was definitely an intern at SI, and no one embarrassed him on the trip.

[mostly-marvel-musings]

Y’all have one of those seasonal celebrity crushes? The feelings come and go once every blue moon types?

It’s all calm and quiet until they suddenly come back into your life and make you wonder why you stopped adoring them?

For me, that crush is Tom Hiddleston!

I mean I distinctly remember falling for the man when The Night Manager came out, then later it was back during the Thor Ragnarok & Skull Island, then there was a lull & now it’s back with Loki series.

I mean, I have immense respect for the man for the kind of movies & plays he’s done, he’s a phenomenal performer. But horny thoughts and feels hit me like a train every single time & I welcome them with open arms & legs.

This was my ted talk for the day, thank you for listening. I shall now go and make up scenarios in my head for some Hiddles fanfiction.

Any ideas?

[valeriethepussycats]

Enraptured

Pairing-Loki x Reader

Warning- cursing

Your thoughts and other characters are in italics.

A/n- this is an continuation of the dream world with Loki in Assemble (chapter5) if you want the song that inspired this it’s hanging by a moment by Lifehouse. (A little vent- I just found out that Mike Wazowski, The cyclops from one of my favorite movies growing up as a child is taller then me so from now on all of my Marvel fanfic and others the height is 5,5. The average height for a woman thank you for coming to my Ted talk☺️.)

Y/n and Loki are standing outside on the balcony. Y/n looks at Asgard with aw that she’s here. And Loki is looking at her with love in he’s eye like he’s already planning there life together and all the things he wants to do with her. This is all new to her Y/n’s father didn’t play anything games when it came to boys. In his eyes Y/n couldn’t have a boyfriend until she was eighty-five, imagine how he gonna react when he finds out that she likes someone and that someone just so happens to be Loki.

“Your staring.” Y/n announced not taking her eye off the scenery.

“I am not, cannot admiring beauty.” Loki said giving Y/n direct eye contact without staring but with minimal blinking.

Robin turns to face Loki with a gentle smile face. “What does it mean to have your name written in stars.”

“How-“ Loki stated.

“Thor told me.” Y/n answered.

“Well it only happens every 500 years. It tells you that your faded to be with someone. It’s started out as a simple spell but something happened and the stars intervene.” Loki explained.

“What’s going to happen between us?” Y/n said as her brows pull together in a frown.

“The more we are with each other the stronger we will be?” Loki answered.

“like seeing memories?”

“Yes.”

“Can the connection be lost?” Y/n asked.

“Do you not want it?”

“No. No, I want it......it’s just what if something happens and your taken from me.” Y/n said with a gloomy sigh.

“That would never happen.” Loki said in a voice soft with affection. “I will always find my way to you....you have been in my mind for a year. Now that I finally had you I do not want this feeling to fade.”

“I haven’t felt at peace like this in a long time.” Y/n started. “And it’s all because of you. I want to know more about you.”

“I’m not telling you about The Tesseract if that’s what your implying.” Loki told Y/n walking back into the dining room.

“I don’t want know about it?” Y/n said as she follows Loki.

“Really?”

“We’re gonna find it regardless if you tell me or not.”

“Is that cockiness, my dear?”

“No....no it’s confidence.” Y/n said holding her head high. “Now tell me something about you.”

“I am Frost Giants.” Loki said staring at his toes.

“What’s a Frost Giants?” Y/n said in a curious tone.

“Race of large humanoid beings.” Loki stated. “Let me show you.” Loki gently grabs hold of Y/n’s right hand. “Make your hand as cold as possible.”

“Ok.”

Y/n makes her hand Icy cold to the point where Loki’s hand starts to turn blue. The blue starts to climb up his arm and before it reaches face he goes away quickly. “Did I hurt you?”

“No. I just.....do not want you to see that form.”

“Why not?”

“You might not like what you see.”

“Don’t make that decision for me.” Y/n informed sassily. Y/n walks up to Loki and with her clod hand she touches Loki’s face and the blueness starts to spreading further, consuming his whole body.

“You know my eyes turn red too.“ Y/n said with a smile. “Now we have something in common.”

“You do not find me monsters?” Loki said searching Y/n face for anything that shows disgust. “You don’t hate what you see?”

“Why would I...I literally just found out what Frost Giants were five minutes ago

Blue skin or not you’re still Loki.” Y/n said with smile. “And who ever told you that you look like a monster fucking lied- “

Before Y/n could say anymore, Loki kisses her. Y/n stood froze when he kissed her abruptly, her hands still mid-air from the vibrant rant about him be called a monster. But Y/n pulled Loki closer, then She moved her hands to his shoulders affectionately. Loki runs his thumb down her cheek. More and more the kiss becomes heated.

I should stop this....but I don’t want to

Just then Y/n jumps up on to Loki and wrap her legs around Loki’s waist with out breaking the kiss. He walks them over to the table and swipe it with one arm and placed Y/n down. Loki started kissing Y/n carefully, tenderly, as if she were the most precious thing in the world. The tip of his tongue trailed against the seam of her lips urging her to open for him and she did. Her heart pounded when his tongue slipped inside her mouth as he deepened the kiss. Y/n whimpered into the kiss, them both pulsed with desire, with need, for each other.

“Lord Loki.”

Hearing that was like a cold bucket of water getting thrown on both of them. Robin wanted the world to open up and swallow her whole.

“It better be important.” Loki looks over Y/n’s shoulder at the woman in the doorway.

“Her lady is needed for the ceremony” Ada said shifting from foot to foot.

Loki looks down at Y/n. “It must have slipped my mind.”

Y/n looks up at Loki while biting her lower lip. “What’s supposed to be happening.”

Loki steps to aside. “You must go, the ceremony will be starting shortly.”

The ladies quickly grab hold of Y/n’s arm and pull her away but her eyes remain on Loki. “Ceremony? What ceremony?” Be Loki can give Y/n a answer she’s already gone out the room.

“M��lady we must get you ready.” Said Ada.

“What exactly is this ceremony and why am I supposed to be getting ready?” Y/n asked.

“My lady we cannot tell you it was lord Loki’s orders.”

What is he up too.

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The maidens walks Y/n into a room where there is nothing but ball gowns. “Oh no.” Y/n tries to run out the room Merona stops her by blocking her path.

“Something the matter m’lady?” Merona fairly short woman asked.

“Am I supposed to be wearing one of these gowns?” Y/n questioned.

“Yes, m’lady.” All three maidens said in sync.

“What’s wrong with the dress I have on now?” Y/n wondered.

“That morning attire, m’lady.” Eda said walking over to the gowns.

“Morni-“

Do they have an attire for every fucking part of the day

“Do I have to?” Y/n said giving the maidens the puppy dog face.

Maidens nod their head “yes.”

Y/n sigh heavily. “If I must.”

The maidens goes to help Y/n out her clothes but she stops them. “Wha-what are you doing?”

“Getting you dressed, m’lady.” Ada answered.

“Why? I’m perfectly capable of doing it myself.” Y/n told them scratching her head. The maidens move Y/n to chair that’s in front of a big mirror and starts to do her hair and make up.

“Its our job, m’lady.” Eda stated.

“Why do you call me ‘m’lady’, I’m not royalty.” Y/n stared. “I’m just like you...commoner.”

“M’lady, you do not know how important you are.” Eda replied.

“What does-“

“We know you are from Midgard and you are not use to our custom.” Merona chimed in.

“How is Midgard?” Ada said in a cheerful voice.

“Ada, we should not bother her lady with such nonsense.” Merona scolded.

“No it’s fine Merona. Midgard is very different from Asgard everyone lives differently and there are different languages.” Y/n explained.

“How different?” Ada said in a curious tone.

“We don’t change every time of the day, we wear one set of clothes every day that’s unless you bath or shower then you change and we have phones and tv.”

“What is a phone?”

“What is a tv?”

Another maiden walks into the dressing room. This one carries herself as one would do being the manager of a company, the ladies whole demeanor changed when she walked. It’s like they knew they were in trouble but they just don’t know why.

“Merona..Eda....Ada why is her lady Y/n not ready.” Nura scolded them.

The three maidens hang their heads low and apologize.

“It is my fault they wanted to know more about where I come from.” Y/n told Nura. “And I wasn’t exactly cooperating.”

“Your too kind but we must get you ready.” Nura take Y/n behind a screen to change into the dress of her choosing. What are you doing so Eda starts to finish her make up while Merona tries to find a suitable hairstyle for the occasion. When they are done working a miracle. Nura looks at Y/n to see if she can find any imperfections on her dress and to see if there’s any strands of hair misplace or any smudged make up.

“You look beautiful m’lady.” Nura said with a proud smile.

Y/n smiles at the older woman. “Thank you.”

“Now we must hurry.” Nura proclaimed.

“Right....to some ceremony I know nothing about thank you Merona...Ada...Eda” Y/n said running out of the room

“You are ever so welcome m’lady.” Ada said with a smile on her face.

“No, fair I wanted to say that.” Eda whined.

Nura speed walks to catch up to Y/n. “A lady should never run.”

“Oh I’m sorry.” Y/n said as she stops running and walks.

“If needed so she speeds walks.” Nura informed Y/n.

Y/n and Nura reaches double doors and before Nura could open them Y/n stops her.“Before we go in.....what’s happening?”

“It is your wedding day, m’lady.”

“Wedding......day!?!

“I am go to tell you everything you need to know.”

○ ○ ○ ○ ○ ○ ○ ○ ○ ○ ○ ○ ○ ○

The Throne Room was quite no one dare to speak the only sound you could hear was the Orchestra playing. Loki looks over at the head servant, reading his mind the head servant walks off to find what’s taken Lady Y/n so long and before she make it out.

The doors open to reveal Y/n dressed in the most lovely gown rich with color, walking down the aisle between the knights and courtiers of Asgard. Y/n kneels on the dais before King Loki. Loki smiles down at her. A man brings the queen's crown and ring to Loki on a pillow and he takes it.

“By the sacred laws vested in me, I crown you...Y/n...Queen of Asgard.”

Before Loki crowns Robin she wakes up in her bed back on earth and in her room on the Helicarrier.

“So it was all a dream...something my mind cooked up.” Y/n said with disappointment.

(I’m kidding about the 5,5. I’m just going through something lol. And if you want to look at the dress I suggested. Here.)

[thorne93]

Unforeseen Chasm (Part 66)

Prompt: Two sisters fall for men that are absolute enemies. The love they have could tear all of them apart, or it could bring them together.

Word Count:2518

Warnings: Language, Note: This is by far the longest thing I’ve ever written (including my novels). It’s a collaboration with the amazing @mrs-dragneel-stark-solo​​. It started as a funny “What if…?” and it evolved and got huge. This took two years to write. We are both proud and happy and we hope you enjoy it. It follows from Thor 1 to Endgame in the MCU. Some of the timelines may be off in order to fit certain people, and some characters may show up earlier or in different ways than they have in the movie. But for the most part, it follows the MCU. It also has a bit of crossover with some other Marvel characters throughout the story.

Masterlist for Unforeseen Chasm

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You and Remy were at the Avengers compound now, and as crazy as it seemed, it did feel like home. You’d been gone five years, and yet, this place was exactly the same. The same smells, sights, familiar faces. 

Every Avenger welcomed you with open arms. Something you weren’t used to. Typically at least one or more of them were cautious of you for one reason or another. Perhaps time and distance made the heart grow fonder. Or less people made them start to value your existence more. Whatever it was… it felt good to be here. 

You were wandering around when you saw Bruce, Scott, and Rhodey in a testing chamber of sorts. Tony and Rocket were in full swing getting the time travel platform working, while the rest of the team worked on the suits.

Scott just went through one small test run in a matter of half a second before he came back and said, “Alright. I’m not ready for this.” 

“I am,” you said immediately, speaking up. “I’ll do it.”

“Chere, are you sure?” Remy asked, concern in his voice. 

“Yeah. It’ll be fun. Take a trip and never leave the compound,” you said with a smile before nudging him. It was probably one of five smiles you’d given him in the last five years. 

He gave you a look that said he still wasn’t okay with the idea but Scott was already getting out of the suit and about to hand it to you. You walked off, changed, and returned to the chamber. 

“Now you're gonna feel a little discombobulated from the chronoshift. Don't worry about it,” Bruce explained and you nodded. 

Rhodey stepped up and asked, “Wai-Wait a second, let me ask you something. If we can do this, you know, go back in time, why don't we just find baby Thanos, you know, and…” He made a motion of strangling him.

“I like Rhodey’s idea,” you said, holding your hand up. “I’ll do it.” 

Bruce looked horrified. “First of all, that’s horrible…” 

“It’s Thanos,” Rhodey stated, as if it were obvious and you gave a gesture of agreement to him. 

“And secondly, time doesn't work that way. Changing the past doesn't change the future,” Bruce remarked and you frowned. 

“Look, we go back, we get the stones before Thanos gets them... Thanos doesn't have the stones. Problem solved,” Scott informed. 

“Boom,” you agreed, pointing to Scott with jest. 

“That’s not how it works,” Nebula retorted. 

“Oh, I’m sorry, Tony just invented it, so excuse me for not having the manual,” you said with an eye roll. “But everyone knows that’s how it works.”

“Really? Who says that’s how it works?” Bruce demanded. 

“Star Trek, Terminator, TimeCop, Time After Time --” Rhodey listed.

“Quantum Leap,” Scott added. 

“A Wrinkle in Time, Somewhere in Time,” Rhodey continued.

“Hot Tub Time Machine,” you stated.

“Hot Tub Time Machine. Bill and Ted's Excellent Adventure. Basically, any movie that deals with time travel,” Rhodey informed. 

“Die Hard? No, it's not one..” Scott said and you frowned at him, wondering where his mind went. 

“I don't know why everyone believes that, but that isn't true. Think about it: If you travel to the past, that past becomes your future. And your former present becomes the past. Which can't now be changed by your new future…” Bruce explained. 

“So you’re saying we just create a new alternate reality every time we time travel?” you asked.

“Exactly,” Nebula said. 

The group got you stepped into the platform that Rocket, Scott, Bruce, and Tony had built. 

“Alright, we’re going to send you to a random day in your past, so you know it’s the past,” Bruce said. 

“I think,” Shannon suddenly said as she entered the room, “she should pick a day. She is the one volunteering her life and time here.” She gave you a wistful smile, and you knew she knew what you wanted. She knew that beyond anything else, you’d want to pick a day with Loki. 

“Alright, Y/N, pick any day,” Bruce said as he looked up at you. 

You thought for a moment, unsure of a good day to go to. Of course you wanted to see Loki, but did you want to see Loki when you first met? When you were in prison? Post prison? And if it was post prison, what day would be good enough? Of course, any day or any second you got to see Loki would be an absolute blessing or miracle but… you didn’t want to waste it, per se. God forbid it was one of the rare days you two fought…

Then it dawned on you. 

“I’d like Christmas day, around 8:00 AM, 2014, please, my apartment,” you softly spoke as you looked to Bruce and then Shannon. She smiled and nodded from just a few feet away from Bruce.

“Got it. Morning of December 25th, 2014.” 

Nebula came up and keyed in something on your suit, checked with Bruce if it was right, and once everything was working, it was time. 

“Okay, Y/N/N, here we go. Going in 3...2...1!” 

Your heart was pounding so fast. From fear, from the expectation. You didn’t know if this would work or kill you. Either way, it would be a sweet gift. 

Suddenly you were falling through space though, small particles, colored webbing. This was insane. It felt like you were weightless, almost as if you were swimming. Then you landed in front of your window, outside your old Manhattan apartment on the balcony. 

It took a second for you to breathe, to get your bearings, and then the helmet went away. You stood up carefully, glancing into the window. 

There it was, the tree, the presents. Everything looked magical and wonderful. Then you came walking into your own living room. You ducked, for some reason nervous about yourself seeing yourself, then you remembered you needed to look. 

“Loki! Come here!” your old self called happily, the joy in your voice evident. Nothing but childlike innocence in your tone. 

“My love? What is it?” you heard in response a few seconds later. The voice of an angel. You stared in, and just behind the sound of the voice, Loki. He stepped into view in the living room. His gaze on your old self. 

“Merry Christmas!” you said loudly as you threw your arms around him. He hugged you back tightly, burrowing his face in the crook of your neck. Happy tears pricked your eyes. You two let go and you handed him a gift. You believed those were some gloves he’d been wanting, and he gave you a necklace you’d been eyeing. 

“Merry Christmas to you too, darling,” he said before kissing you. “This Midgardian custom is quite silly… but I like it,” he admitted with a smile. 

But then, your time machine bracelet began beeping and you were ripped back to present day, almost dry heaving on the platform from the sudden trip. 

Shannon, Scott, Tony, and Remy all came charging up the platform. Remy was by your side instantly.

“Breathe, chere, breathe. You alright?” he asked as he rubbed your back. 

You nodded, standing up. “I’m fine. I’m good.” You looked to Scott and Tony, bittersweet tears filling your eyes. “It worked, it worked.” You nodded vigorously, and they smiled. 

From there, it was just a matter of figuring out where to find the stones. Everyone knew the how worked. It was time to figure out where in space they each might be. Of course, they glanced to you for the mind stone and space stone since you had both.  

It was Natasha that realized three of the stones were in New York at one time. Everyone started volunteering for certain times and places, because they knew of the locations or other aspects. Tony, Steve, and Scott threw their hats in the ring for New York… New York 2012… When you and Loki were invading. Thor was going to Asgard with Rocket, and although you’d love to see your home planet again, when Thor would be there, you and Loki would be on Earth. 

You wanted to help, but you desperately needed to see Loki. In case this didn’t work, you needed every chance to get to him. 

As Steve, Tony, and Shannon were wrapping up their dinner, you went to them, standing in the dining room. It was only the three of them, and it appeared Tony had let the nastiness of what happened with Bucky be a thing of the past. They were all talking, smiling, and having what seemed like a genuine good time for the first time in what you would assume was years for a lot of them. A certain light started to return to their eyes. 

“I, um,” you started, clearing your throat, “I'd like to go with you... To New York.” 

Everyone stopped eating and looked at you. 

“You sure that’s a good idea?” Tony asked.

“I can do it,” you assured them. “I want to help.”

Shannon glanced at the two of them. “I think she can do it. She went back already once, and was fine.”

“I just don’t want her to get there and have a meltdown,” Tony tried to quietly say, but everyone heard him. Truthfully, you didn’t blame him.

You shook your head. “I won’t have a meltdown,” you assured softly. “I can keep it together.”

Steve eyed you up and down for a second. “I think that’d be a good idea. We can use your skill and may need you as a diversion in some cases.”

“If it’s good enough for Cap and the wifey, it’s good enough for me,” Tony said with a wide grin at you. 

“Thank you,” you said with a heavy tone. 

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It was the night before the mission. Everyone needed a good night’s rest and to make peace with what was about to happen. No one could guarantee that no one would be killed in the past, or stuck in the past, or that they’d even get the stone they were going after. 

With that in mind, you made sure to talk to a few people before tomorrow. 

You headed down the guy’s corridor of the tower. You passed Steve’s door, Rhodey’s door, Rocket’s door, until finally, you found Thor’s door. You took a deep breath and knocked. 

You two hadn’t spoken one word to each other since the snap. 

“Come in,” Thor bellowed. 

You pushed the door open and entered. 

“Oh, Y/N. Is everything alright?” 

You shook your head. “No, it’s not.” 

He frowned before patting the bed next to him. He was sitting on the side and you joined him in the dormitory style room. 

“What’s the matter?” he inquired. 

“Thor, I…” You closed your mouth again though. “I’m so sorry for--”

He held up his hand. “Ah, no need, we don’t need to talk about it--”

You took his hand gently, holding it down. “Yes, we do.” 

He stared at you, and you could see his eyes were glassy. “No, you see, we don’t because if we talk about it then--”

“Then we have to face it,” you finished. “I know full well where you’re coming from, Thor. I am so sorry for letting Thanos win the first time. It’s riddled me with regret and grief every day since it happened. You lost a brother, and I lost the love of my life, and between all that, we lost others we cared about. Loki and I couldn’t be there when Frigga died and that tore us both apart. If your mother had never sent me away, we’d have been friends, you and I. We would’ve grown up together. I still remember us playing when we were little.” A smile of fondness came onto your face. “But by some miracle, we found our way back to each other. If the world was perfect, and the snap never happened, you would be my brother in law and it would be an honor.” 

Thor was holding back tears, biting his lip to smile at you. 

“In a way, we’re both at fault for Thanos, and we both aren’t. Besides the immense regret I feel for failing to stop Thanos, I feel regret for losing touch with you and not rebuilding our home, our Asgard. You and Valkyrie were left to pick up the pieces of what Thanos and Hela had done and that wasn’t fair of me, or kind of me, to just abandon you. For that, I am truly sorry. Besides losing Loki, I think losing you was the second hardest thing for me.”

He peered at you before throwing his arms around you in a tight hug, sobbing. 

“I’ve missed you so much,” he sobbed.

You held him back. “I’ve missed you too.” 

After holding each other for a little while more, he pulled away and you said, “Still family?” 

“Always. It’s just as much your fault as mine is for letting the silence happen between us. I just assumed you hated me, after not killing Thanos.”

“But I didn’t either.”

“Yes, but I was closest to him. You were busy saving the others. I had the best chance, and I ruined it.”

“Shh, we’re going to fix it now.” 

“I hope you’re right.” After a moment, in a lighter voice, you asked, “You get to see Frigga tomorrow, are you ready?”

“I’m not so sure. I’m looking forward to seeing her, but…” He couldn’t finish the sentence, but he didn’t need to. 

You squeezed his hand and nodded. “I know, honey. I know.” 

The two of you spoke for a little while longer about the years past, caught up a bit, even laughed a couple of times. When you were done talking to Thor, you headed back to your bedroom, where you Remy was lying in bed reading, waiting for you. 

“There’s my chere,” he greeted warmly. 

You sat on the side of the bed, your face sorrowful.

“What is it, darlin’?” he asked, putting his book on the nightstand. 

“I want you to know how thankful I am that you found me all those years ago. That you stuck by me through… God, everything,” you huffed out with a laugh, bittersweet tears coming to your eyes. “I hope you know I love you,” you said as you reached over and gripped his hand. 

“I know,” he assured with a smile. 

“You deserve so much better than me,” you said, your face falling. “Tomorrow, if something happens--”

“It won’t,” he said firmly.

“If it does,” you stressed, glaring at him, “I want you to know I couldn’t have survived these years without you. I love you so much, and you’re such a big part of my heart and my life. You’re the only thing that kept me sane, let alone alive.” 

“Happy to do it, mon cher,” he assured. “It is always a pleasure.”

He pulled your side of the covers down and patted the bed. You crawled up and curled around him. He kissed your head before softly bidding you goodnight. 

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[mrs-dragneel-stark-solo]

Unforseen Chasm (Part 66)

Part 66 of Unforseen Chasm

Prompt: Two sisters fall for men that are absolute enemies. The love they have could tear all of them apart, or it could bring them together. Word Count: 2518 Warnings: Language, Note: This is by far the longest thing I’ve ever written (including my other fic series). first major Collab with my best friend @thorne93​​ what was first a simple “what if” moment turned into a two year writing session and I’ve never been more prouder of myself than when i started my first series. goes through most of the MCU plots there are some changes to accommodate for what we wanted and there is a bit of a crossover between the MCU and other characters. I hope you guys enjoy reading this just as much as I enjoyed writing it.

You and Remy were at the Avengers compound now, and as crazy as it seemed, it did feel like home. You’d been gone five years, and yet, this place was exactly the same. The same smells, sights, familiar faces.

Every Avenger welcomed you with open arms. Something you weren’t used to. Typically at least one or more of them were cautious of you for one reason or another. Perhaps time and distance made the heart grow fonder. Or less people made them start to value your existence more. Whatever it was… it felt good to be here.

You were wandering around when you saw Bruce, Scott, and Rhodey in a testing chamber of sorts. Tony and Rocket were in full swing getting the time travel platform working, while the rest of the team worked on the suits.

Scott just went through one small test run in a matter of half a second before he came back and said, “Alright. I’m not ready for this.”

“I am,” you said immediately, speaking up. “I’ll do it.”

“Chere, are you sure?” Remy asked, concern in his voice.

“Yeah. It’ll be fun. Take a trip and never leave the compound,” you said with a smile before nudging him. It was probably one of five smiles you’d given him in the last five years.

He gave you a look that said he still wasn’t okay with the idea but Scott was already getting out of the suit and about to hand it to you. You walked off, changed, and returned to the chamber.

“Now you're gonna feel a little discombobulated from the chronoshift. Don't worry about it,” Bruce explained and you nodded.

Rhodey stepped up and asked, “Wai-Wait a second, let me ask you something. If we can do this, you know, go back in time, why don't we just find baby Thanos, you know, and…” He made a motion of strangling him.

“I like Rhodey’s idea,” you said, holding your hand up. “I’ll do it.”

Bruce looked horrified. “First of all, that’s horrible…”

“It’s Thanos,” Rhodey stated, as if it were obvious and you gave a gesture of agreement to him.

“And secondly, time doesn't work that way. Changing the past doesn't change the future,” Bruce remarked and you frowned.

“Look, we go back, we get the stones before Thanos gets them... Thanos doesn't have the stones. Problem solved,” Scott informed.

“Boom,” you agreed, pointing to Scott with jest.

“That’s not how it works,” Nebula retorted.

“Oh, I’m sorry, Tony just invented it, so excuse me for not having the manual,” you said with an eye roll. “But everyone knows that’s how it works.”

“Really? Who says that’s how it works?” Bruce demanded.

“Star Trek, Terminator, TimeCop, Time After Time --” Rhodey listed.

“Quantum Leap,” Scott added.

“A Wrinkle in Time, Somewhere in Time,” Rhodey continued.

“Hot Tub Time Machine,” you stated.

“Hot Tub Time Machine. Bill and Ted's Excellent Adventure. Basically, any movie that deals with time travel,” Rhodey informed.

“Die Hard? No, it's not one..” Scott said and you frowned at him, wondering where his mind went.

“I don't know why everyone believes that, but that isn't true. Think about it: If you travel to the past, that past becomes your future. And your former present becomes the past. Which can't now be changed by your new future…” Bruce explained.

“So you’re saying we just create a new alternate reality every time we time travel?” you asked.

“Exactly,” Nebula said.

The group got you stepped into the platform that Rocket, Scott, Bruce, and Tony had built.

“Alright, we’re going to send you to a random day in your past, so you know it’s the past,” Bruce said.

“I think,” Shannon suddenly said as she entered the room, “she should pick a day. She is the one volunteering her life and time here.” She gave you a wistful smile, and you knew she knew what you wanted. She knew that beyond anything else, you’d want to pick a day with Loki.

“Alright, Y/N, pick any day,” Bruce said as he looked up at you.

You thought for a moment, unsure of a good day to go to. Of course you wanted to see Loki, but did you want to see Loki when you first met? When you were in prison? Post prison? And if it was post prison, what day would be good enough? Of course, any day or any second you got to see Loki would be an absolute blessing or miracle but… you didn’t want to waste it, per se. God forbid it was one of the rare days you two fought…

Then it dawned on you.

“I’d like Christmas day, around 8:00 AM, 2014, please, my apartment,” you softly spoke as you looked to Bruce and then Shannon. She smiled and nodded from just a few feet away from Bruce.

“Got it. Morning of December 25th, 2014.”

Nebula came up and keyed in something on your suit, checked with Bruce if it was right, and once everything was working, it was time.

“Okay, Y/N/N, here we go. Going in 3...2...1!”

Your heart was pounding so fast. From fear, from the expectation. You didn’t know if this would work or kill you. Either way, it would be a sweet gift.

Suddenly you were falling through space though, small particles, colored webbing. This was insane. It felt like you were weightless, almost as if you were swimming. Then you landed in front of your window, outside your old Manhattan apartment on the balcony.

It took a second for you to breathe, to get your bearings, and then the helmet went away. You stood up carefully, glancing into the window.

There it was, the tree, the presents. Everything looked magical and wonderful. Then you came walking into your own living room. You ducked, for some reason nervous about yourself seeing yourself, then you remembered you needed to look.

“Loki! Come here!” your old self called happily, the joy in your voice evident. Nothing but childlike innocence in your tone.

“My love? What is it?” you heard in response a few seconds later. The voice of an angel. You stared in, and just behind the sound of the voice, Loki. He stepped into view in the living room. His gaze on your old self.

“Merry Christmas!” you said loudly as you threw your arms around him. He hugged you back tightly, burrowing his face in the crook of your neck. Happy tears pricked your eyes. You two let go and you handed him a gift. You believed those were some gloves he’d been wanting, and he gave you a necklace you’d been eyeing.

“Merry Christmas to you too, darling,” he said before kissing you. “This Midgardian custom is quite silly… but I like it,” he admitted with a smile.

But then, your time machine bracelet began beeping and you were ripped back to present day, almost dry heaving on the platform from the sudden trip.

Shannon, Scott, Tony, and Remy all came charging up the platform. Remy was by your side instantly.

“Breathe, chere, breathe. You alright?” he asked as he rubbed your back.

You nodded, standing up. “I’m fine. I’m good.” You looked to Scott and Tony, bittersweet tears filling your eyes. “It worked, it worked.” You nodded vigorously, and they smiled.

From there, it was just a matter of figuring out where to find the stones. Everyone knew the how worked. It was time to figure out where in space they each might be. Of course, they glanced to you for the mind stone and space stone since you had both.  

It was Natasha that realized three of the stones were in New York at one time. Everyone started volunteering for certain times and places, because they knew of the locations or other aspects. Tony, Steve, and Scott threw their hats in the ring for New York… New York 2012… When you and Loki were invading. Thor was going to Asgard with Rocket, and although you’d love to see your home planet again, when Thor would be there, you and Loki would be on Earth.

You wanted to help, but you desperately needed to see Loki. In case this didn’t work, you needed every chance to get to him.

As Steve, Tony, and Shannon were wrapping up their dinner, you went to them, standing in the dining room. It was only the three of them, and it appeared Tony had let the nastiness of what happened with Bucky be a thing of the past. They were all talking, smiling, and having what seemed like a genuine good time for the first time in what you would assume was years for a lot of them. A certain light started to return to their eyes.

“I, um,” you started, clearing your throat, “I'd like to go with you... To New York.”

Everyone stopped eating and looked at you.

“You sure that’s a good idea?” Tony asked.

“I can do it,” you assured them. “I want to help.”

Shannon glanced at the two of them. “I think she can do it. She went back already once, and was fine.”

“I just don’t want her to get there and have a meltdown,” Tony tried to quietly say, but everyone heard him. Truthfully, you didn’t blame him.

You shook your head. “I won’t have a meltdown,” you assured softly. “I can keep it together.”

Steve eyed you up and down for a second. “I think that’d be a good idea. We can use your skill and may need you as a diversion in some cases.”

“If it’s good enough for Cap and the wifey, it’s good enough for me,” Tony said with a wide grin at you.

“Thank you,” you said with a heavy tone.

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It was the night before the mission. Everyone needed a good night’s rest and to make peace with what was about to happen. No one could guarantee that no one would be killed in the past, or stuck in the past, or that they’d even get the stone they were going after.

With that in mind, you made sure to talk to a few people before tomorrow.

You headed down the guy’s corridor of the tower. You passed Steve’s door, Rhodey’s door, Rocket’s door, until finally, you found Thor’s door. You took a deep breath and knocked.

You two hadn’t spoken one word to each other since the snap.

“Come in,” Thor bellowed.

You pushed the door open and entered.

“Oh, Y/N. Is everything alright?”

You shook your head. “No, it’s not.”

He frowned before patting the bed next to him. He was sitting on the side and you joined him in the dormitory style room.

“What’s the matter?” he inquired.

“Thor, I…” You closed your mouth again though. “I’m so sorry for--”

He held up his hand. “Ah, no need, we don’t need to talk about it--”

You took his hand gently, holding it down. “Yes, we do.”

He stared at you, and you could see his eyes were glassy. “No, you see, we don’t because if we talk about it then--”

“Then we have to face it,” you finished. “I know full well where you’re coming from, Thor. I am so sorry for letting Thanos win the first time. It’s riddled me with regret and grief every day since it happened. You lost a brother, and I lost the love of my life, and between all that, we lost others we cared about. Loki and I couldn’t be there when Frigga died and that tore us both apart. If your mother had never sent me away, we’d have been friends, you and I. We would’ve grown up together. I still remember us playing when we were little.” A smile of fondness came onto your face. “But by some miracle, we found our way back to each other. If the world was perfect, and the snap never happened, you would be my brother in law and it would be an honor.”

Thor was holding back tears, biting his lip to smile at you.

“In a way, we’re both at fault for Thanos, and we both aren’t. Besides the immense regret I feel for failing to stop Thanos, I feel regret for losing touch with you and not rebuilding our home, our Asgard. You and Valkyrie were left to pick up the pieces of what Thanos and Hela had done and that wasn’t fair of me, or kind of me, to just abandon you. For that, I am truly sorry. Besides losing Loki, I think losing you was the second hardest thing for me.”

He peered at you before throwing his arms around you in a tight hug, sobbing.

“I’ve missed you so much,” he sobbed.

You held him back. “I’ve missed you too.”

After holding each other for a little while more, he pulled away and you said, “Still family?”

“Always. It’s just as much your fault as mine is for letting the silence happen between us. I just assumed you hated me, after not killing Thanos.”

“But I didn’t either.”

“Yes, but I was closest to him. You were busy saving the others. I had the best chance, and I ruined it.”

“Shh, we’re going to fix it now.”

“I hope you’re right.” After a moment, in a lighter voice, you asked, “You get to see Frigga tomorrow, are you ready?”

“I’m not so sure. I’m looking forward to seeing her, but…” He couldn’t finish the sentence, but he didn’t need to.

You squeezed his hand and nodded. “I know, honey. I know.”

The two of you spoke for a little while longer about the years past, caught up a bit, even laughed a couple of times. When you were done talking to Thor, you headed back to your bedroom, where you Remy was lying in bed reading, waiting for you.

“There’s my chere,” he greeted warmly.

You sat on the side of the bed, your face sorrowful.

“What is it, darlin’?” he asked, putting his book on the nightstand.

“I want you to know how thankful I am that you found me all those years ago. That you stuck by me through… God, everything,” you huffed out with a laugh, bittersweet tears coming to your eyes. “I hope you know I love you,” you said as you reached over and gripped his hand.

“I know,” he assured with a smile.

“You deserve so much better than me,” you said, your face falling. “Tomorrow, if something happens--”

“It won’t,” he said firmly.

“If it does,” you stressed, glaring at him, “I want you to know I couldn’t have survived these years without you. I love you so much, and you’re such a big part of my heart and my life. You’re the only thing that kept me sane, let alone alive.”

“Happy to do it, mon cher,” he assured. “It is always a pleasure.”

He pulled your side of the covers down and patted the bed. You crawled up and curled around him. He kissed your head before softly bidding you goodnight.

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[atomicradiogirl]

i’m losing my marbles i forgot to mention this in my other post but a part from ‘lokius’ also plays in ‘ascension’ WHEN LOKI LITERALLY ASCENDS TO BEING THE GOD OF TIME??? IT WAS ALL BECAUSE OF MOBIUS. i’m not okay.

[generallynerdy]

Welcoming Committee (Avengers X Singer!Reader)

Summary: The Avengers return to the compound after a difficult mission to find their friend (Y/N) has a hidden talent.

Requested by WaywardRose0216: Again another one but with the avengers team (including bucky and Loki) where the reader is alone at the compound cause the team's all on a mission and she's injured or something, but she decides to play the piano and sing (maybe hometown glory by Adele) and she doesn't realize that the team has returned and walks in on her singing beautifully and wait for her to finish and she turns around to see all the battered and bloody avengers just looking at her with awe and she gets all flustered cause she's never sung in front of them. And just fluff

Key: (Y/N) - your name

Warnings: Cursing, it’s too short :(, Author doesn’t know how song fics work

Word Count: 569

Note: scholarships suck thanks for coming to my ted talk

“Round my hometown-“

    (Y/N) smiled as her voice grew louder and her fingers danced upon the piano keys. Despite her minor injury, she was enjoying life. It was rare she got time alone in the compound, so this was a blessing.

“Memories are fresh-“

    Just last week, she and the rest of the Avengers had been ambushed by a group of vigilantes and (Y/N) was badly hurt. Thankfully, it wasn’t life-threatening. As such, though, she was stuck at the compound for this mission. Seeing as she had nothing else to do, she tried her luck at the seat of the piano. It had been forever since she’d played, but it was much like riding a bike.

“Round my hometown-“

    Singing and playing the piano was her private little talent. None of the Avengers knew she could sing, not to mention play. (Y/N) never intended on telling them, either. They would flip. She would never hear the end of it.

“Oh, the people that I’ve met-“

    But little did the woman know, her friends were about to find out.

“Are the wonders of my world

Are the wonders of my world

Are the wonders of this world

Are the wonders of my world-“

    See, the Avengers were more successful in their mission than they would have thought and arrived back at the compound early. While this was convenient for them, (Y/N) was about to get the shock of her life.

“Of my world, yeah

Of my world

Of my world, yeah.”

    (Y/N) finished her song, catching her breath. As she did, a single person behind her started clapping ever so slowly. Pale, she turned to see what she least expected.

    Before her were the Avengers, battered and bruised, blood seeping from unknown places and eyes darkened by adrenaline, all mesmerised by her song. And there Tony Stark stood, applauding her with the smallest smile on his face.

    “Wow,” he said. “That’s what I call a welcoming committee.”

    “Uh, well,” (Y/N) stuttered but was interrupted.

    Steve smirked, “You never mentioned you could sing, (Y/N).”

    “That was...kind of the point.”

    “You are fit for the halls of Asgard!” Thor gaped and rushed over to his friend to wrap her in a massive hug, “You must perform for a feast someday!”

    (Y/N), despite her difficulty breathing, managed a gasp, “You’re kidding.”

    “He’s not,” Loki smirked as he went by, winking at the young woman, “But I don’t blame him.”

    Before she could stop Thor, he waltzed away, a bigger grin on his face somehow. The rest of the Avengers began to scatter, but a few remained, including Sam. He gestured to the couch and laughed a little. (Y/N) followed his gaze.

    “Looks like you put Icicle 2.0 right to sleep,” Sam said.

    On the couch, Bucky was fast asleep and snoring like a bear. The grime and blood were staining the couch, but money to pay for cleaning it up would never be an issue when Tony was on the team.

    “I’ll get him,” Natasha rolled her eyes fondly and made her way over to Bucky to wake him. On her way there, she smiled knowingly at (Y/N), “You’ve got pipes.”

    “I, uh,” (Y/N) shook her head, “None of you have any idea what you’re talking about.”

    “Whatever lets you sleep at night,” Clint called from halfway across the room, a devilish smirk upon his features, “But I’m never letting this one go!”

    Aw shit.

Masterlist

[gold-from-straw]

Spectres - Ch6

Has this story got entirely out of hand and overcomplicated? Maybe. Should it have had a set-up and explanation and backstory about twice the length of the fic? Possibly? Do I care? No, I do not. This chapter may be a little bit body horror-esque...

Read from the beginning on AO3 if you prefer!

“We must find a puppet,” said Loki, and Tony’s breath was ripped from him again as they teleported, Spectre style into the middle of Wall Street.

“Holy shit,” Peter gasped, staggering forwards.

Tony hauled him back up. “Pretty damn cool, huh?” he grinned. Peter nodded, his eyes sparkling.

Loki shook his head. “You two are the most… unusual of Monks.”

“Normal is boring,” said Tony, waving a hand. “Now, puppets - what are we looking for?”

Loki waved a hand and the bustling crowd around them went dark. The people continued to walk, unnoticing, but Tony could see right through them to a glow in their core, the world behind them black and featureless.

“The Hydra reaches up, its tendrils burrowing into the core of those whose soul is rotting,” said Loki, his voice a deep rumble. “It feeds, and replaces, and leaves behind a puppet, walking and wielding power, and outwardly indistinguishable from the narcissistic, greedy scum it was before.”

Tony and Peter exchanged looks. “Well, we’re in the right place in Wall Street, I guess,” Peter shrugged.

Loki was silent, watching. Suddenly he pointed. “There,” he said, and pulled them through space fifty yards or so down the street.

Tony coughed. “Bit of warning, please?”

“Do you see it?” Loki asked. He pointed towards a man in a suit, the same as every other besuited man on the street, pinstripes and briefcase and mobile phone up by his ear. But instead of the glow in his core, pulsing under the solar plexus, the man had a solid, dull silver tentacle.

The tip of the tentacle was buried in the man’s head, spreading throughout his brain. From there it sank through his body and down, down into the earth where it disappeared into the darkness. Tony cleared his throat. “Well. Yeah. That’s, uh… disgusting.”

“Is it killing him?” Peter asked, eyes wide as he watched the man pause on a street corner to snap into the phone.

“He is long dead,” Loki said. “He is but a puppet.”

“So… we can’t save him,” Peter said, and Tony wanted to hug the kid. At least he knew even if Tony himself became evil, Pete would still want to help him.

Yeah, better not encourage such levels of idealism, really.

“What are we going to do, then?” Tony asked.

“Follow him down,” said Loki, and rushed forwards, a swirl of ravens cawing as his spirit split into thousands of the birds.

“Shit,” Tony muttered, racing after him. Peter shot out a strand of his own Spectral spirit that wrapped itself around the wildly thrashing puppet. The man started to melt, the tendril retracting into the earth and leaving the body behind, folding itself up on the floor like a rubber suit.

Before Tony could retch, or react in any way, he felt strong arms snatching him up from the cloud of ravens, and the three of them rushed through the body, through the earth, following the retreating tentacle.

Tony forced his hysterical mind away from the fact that he’d just dived through a boneless body on the floor and was currently diving into the bowels of the earth after a Hydra. “I’m good under pressure, I’m good under pressure,” he muttered, gritting his teeth and clinging onto Loki.

They reached a horizontal tunnel at last, and the tentacle whipped away ahead of them as they touched down. Loki’s ravens coalesced back into his human form, Peter’s Spectre strand tugged back into his hand, and the three of them looked at each other, breathing hard.

“You have been here before, Peter,” said Loki. “Can you tell the best direction?”

Peter looked slightly panicked, then frowned. “Yeah, actually. That way.” He pointed straight into a wall.

Tony’s eyebrows raised. “Good thing I brought blasting powder.”

Peter shook his head. “No, no, we can just walk through,” he said. “C’mon, I can hear them!”

Tony frowned and looked around, hearing nothing but silence. Loki shrugged. “I do not hear it either.”

Peter led them into the wall, pressing into the spongy loam which parted as he moved, and then closed again behind them. Tony shuddered. “Uh, this would be a bad time to tell you that I’m a bit claustrophobic, yeah?”

Loki turned to smirk at him, but he felt a long-fingered hand tuck into his own. He considered feeling insulted, but it felt too nice. He slipped his own fingers between Loki’s and grinned up at him.

They walked in silence for time that Tony didn’t even bother trying to measure. ADHD always turned that into a bitch anyway, wasn’t much point when he couldn’t see clocks or the sun. He just followed Peter as he turned and pushed on, and when they pushed into a vast cavern, he blinked, like he’d forgotten that’s what space looked like.

Peter gasped and ran across the room. “Teddy, Kate - you guys OK?”

Tony and Loki followed him over, Tony casting a ball of magelight which he threw up into the air to cast a golden glow over the room full of… “Jesus Christ,” he muttered. “How many kids are stuck down here?”

“Fifty three,” said a skinny boy with huge eyes. “We count off every evening.”

Peter was bustling between the bundles of rags and slow-moving limbs, squeezing shoulders, pulling kids into a sitting position, touching faces. Tony reached down to the boy who’d spoken. “What’s your name, kid?”

“David,” he said, taking his hand and hauling himself up, but looking at Tony only out of the corner of his eye.

“Can everyone walk? Does anyone need carrying out of here?”

David snorted. “Yeah, don’t give us false hope, man.”

“We got down here, we’re getting you all back up,” Tony said, still looking around and planning.

“The one-armed man’ll be back soon,” said a tough-looking girl, pushing herself to her feet. “You got no chance. Welcome to hell.”

“Then we shall need help,” Loki said thoughtfully. He tipped his head back and whistled, shrill enough that Tony ducked and clapped his hands over his ears.

“What the hell, Lokes? You want to call the Hydra down on our ears?”

Loki smirked at him. A white cloud appeared behind his back, particles of light swirling around and coalescing into three distinct shapes. Tony sighed. “Hey triplets.”

Hela smiled, the ragged gash in her skin shifting over her face and leaving the grin on her eyes alone. Jormungandr, in human form, looked around at the room full of ragged children, then shifted into a massive dragon, making a couple of smaller kids scream.

“Don’t worry, he’s a friend!” Peter yelled. “Uh, Mr Loki, do you think--”

“Climb onto Jormungandr’s back,” Loki said. “We will help you if you cannot, and he will fly you to your freedom.”

“This can’t be real,” said an auburn haired boy weakly, leaning on a big blond guy who wrapped his arms protectively around his shoulders. “This can’t… it’s a dream.” He pressed his face into the blond’s chest, exhausted.

“I told you I’d come back, Billy,” said Peter gently. He glanced up at blondie. “Teddy, can you get him up onto Jor?”

“Is this for real, Pete?” Teddy asked, frowning. “The one-armed man took you, we thought you’d be torn apart like… like all the others and then… now you’re back here?”

Peter nodded. “You know I said I’m an apprentice Monk? This is my master, Tony. He got Loki to help find me.”

“But that’s a Spectre,” said the tough girl. “Monks don’t work with Spectres.”

“America,” Teddy warned.

“Nah, Ted, we can’t trust these guys - we were all grabbed by a Spectre, we’ve been held here for weeks by one massive Spectre that seems to spread across the whole earth, I’m not going with another one. Out of the frying pan, into the fire?”

Fenrir bounded up in his wolf form, tongue lolling, then, in a swirl of power, switched back to his human form. “America!” he yelled, grabbing her in a hug.

“Fenrir? You’re--”

“You’re here! We looked for you! Why did you go? I missed you! I told Loki and he said he’d look! We’re here to get you out!”

“You’re a Spectre?” America said, mouth open.

“Yup yup. Wolf form. Spectre. Want a ride? I can run real fast. Where’s Kate?”

“Uh, she’s there…” America pointed at a dark haired girl, who pushed through the group to her side. “You’re a Spectre?”

Tony looked around the room. Hela was hugging a group of smaller children, and Jormungandr was switching back to his human form to talk to a different group of teenagers. Peter grinned at America. “Can we rescue you now?”

She nodded, dazed. Fenrir scooped her up into an enthusiastic hug, and she laughed, patting his back before he shifted into a wolf form and raced off. “Shit, yeah, let’s do this. Shit. Teddy, we’re getting out of here!”

“Jor?” Peter yelled. The giant dragon-snake rematerialised, and this time, the kids were much faster at scrambling up onto his back. Tony helped Teddy lift Billy onto Jor’s back, steadying him until Teddy could wrap him up in his arms again.

Then there was a scream at the edge of the cavern, and a roaring snarl from Fenrir. Blood running cold, Tony raced over as fast as he could, Loki splitting into his ravens. At a doorway there stood a black-haired man, his long hair hanging over his face. His nose and mouth were obscured by a jawbone mask, and one arm shimmered, shifting and pulsing with Specral power. “Speed it up, kids,” Tony yelled, keeping his eyes fixed on the one-armed man.

For a moment the three of them stared at each other, the noise of fifty three children scrambling to climb onto Jor a panicked rustle behind Tony and Loki. Then the man leaped into action, hurling himself at Tony. Tony shifted, smashing a vial of flame at his feet. The Spectral arm shot out, siphoning up the flames with barely a glance, and the man spun, his flesh arm nearly connecting with Tony’s jaw. Tony raised a hand to block, the strength of the strike vibrating every bone, making him gasp.

Loki split into ravens and flew at the man, trying to separate him from Tony, but the man kicked out, thumping into Tony’s lower back. Tony dropped to his knee, the adrenaline keeping him from crying out, and swung his arm, knocking the man’s leg out from under him. He fell onto his back, whipped his feet, and flipped himself upright, but Tony had at least managed to scramble backwards, out of the way.

With a hair-raising scream, Loki dived towards the man, every raven shrieking and coalescing around him. Tony pushed himself to his feet, heart pounding, watching in sickening horror as the ravens whirled around the man in a wild storm. Suddenly there was a rending, ripping noise and the ravens parted, all flying away in unison, looking down, calculating. There on the floor lay the broken man, his shimmering arm gone, his bare face contorted in pain and turned towards Tony.

“Holy shit,” Tony breathed. “It’s Bucky fucking Barnes.”

Loki’s ravens seemed to hang in the air, the world taking in a long breath before the scream, and then, delicate and elegant, dived back down to destroy the most famous missing Monk in history.

Tony raced forwards, screaming and waving his arms. “Loki, no! It’s Barnes, leave him, no!”

He bent over Barnes’ body, eyes squeezed shut in terror. The rattle of thousands of feathers and wings trying to change direction filled every sense, and he threw his arms up over his head even as he hunched over Barnes’ chest and face. There was a storm of buffeting wind, of beating wings, a brush of feathers, and nothing. Tony squeezed his eyes open.

“Tony,” Loki said, panting and standing over Tony with dark, angry eyes. “You are a fucking idiot.”

Tony burst out laughing, high and terrified. “Shit, I know, right?”

“What is the meaning of this?” Loki snapped.

Tony looked back down at the man beneath him. “When I was a kid, Barnes was this... legend. A Monk who went missing during the final battle of the great Monk-Spectre war, no trace of him whatsoever. Everyone thought he was vaporised, him and Captain America, but…” He breathed out hard. “I grew up with pictures of him and his team all over the house.” He shrugged. “My dad worked with them. Never let me hear the end of it, how I’d never be as good as Barnes, as any of the Howling.” He smirked up at Loki, cocky. “I got better.”

Loki raised an eyebrow and smiled back. “You did.” He bent down to lift Barnes, who groaned weakly. “His soul was entangled with a shard of the Hydra’s,” he said as he straightened.

“You mean he was a puppet?” Tony asked, eyes wide.

“Not at all,” Loki said. “More like… how Peter is now. Only the Hydra’s power was akin to an infection, at war with him. Mine is given gladly, and will work with Peter. It is his now.”

Tony looked down at Barnes, his breathing sharp and jerky. “What now?”

Loki jerked his head. “We return.”

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[kouhadyne]

me infodumping abt marvel!wren and her infinite wren-ness cranked up to 12

(SO jsyk wren lives in Midtown’s basement in an old computer lab. she’s about a year below Peter but in some advanced classes (namely science and history but thats it.) so she like...vaguely knows him but loves michelle (u cant convince me otherwise wren wouldnt be head over heels for her + probs started calling her mj) so that’s a thing.)

anyway, the kossor bullshittery happens like...either after dark world but before civil war. alt hot take, after iw (as in, everyone is fine, nobody is dead. iw was just a fight over the last hot pocket, avengers are back together.) the fog rolls in every night across NYC and it gets bad enough that there’s a curfew in effect (but people are dumb and go in anyway) so wren (being a dumb person) goes into the fog. she thinks shes gonna die but instead turns into a funky little alien. she thinks she’s a mutant (she isn’t.) and has the power to transform based off chemical responses (half right.) what does she do? she becomes a fucking superhero that’s what.

so she’s running around, trying to fight in like, the worlds shittiest costume but a cool mask (she made everything herself. her mask looks like this and her costume looks like this just without the mecha arms) and wren’s like ‘oh i wish i could control my magic instead of only using it when im scared.’ and woosh, loki comes along like ‘i can help but i need a favor’ and she’s like ‘ya what u need strange green deer’ so loki’s like ‘i’ll teach u how to hide me on earth bcs i got some stank dudes on me’ and shes like ‘aight cool lets make that happen, im THE DARK MAGE; HEROINE EXTRAORDINAIRE whats ur name’ and hes like ‘yeah im loki and we gotta work on that name.’

so they’re doing their thing, wren destroying anything and everything while he teaches her to control her magic so it doesn’t hurt her anymore. all the while she’s explaining her life to him like ‘i met u two weeks ago do u wanna hear my life story’ ‘no’ ‘too bad im an amnesiac orphan and i live in a basement its cool but im also a very cool mutant whos a hero. very neat and cool but people keep trying to kill me’. also i should mention people are trying to kill her left and right bcs word of a perfect-amalgamated hybrid is being spread and an organization of anti-hybrid assholes known as CICADA are like ‘hey kill her and we’ll give u money’. all the bad guys are like “ooh money” or “that nasty halfbreed is going down murder time.” (she does not know shes a hybrid. oblivious baby.) 

so loki knows because he isn’t wren: local dumbass. and hes like “is it true ur a descendant of banished asgardians” and wren’s like “im asgardian? neat.” but eventually kossor shows up like “im here to kill the runaway experiment real quick, thanks.” and they fight! but he eventually paralyzes her with a spell only to spill the beans on what she is. turns out, she’s a project called “Warbreaker” whose essentially a natural hybrid with the fused soul of a general and a child soldier smushed into her body. wren, understandably is pissed to shit but can’t really do anything bcs she’s being strangled as her creepy..uncle? father? whispers to her. anyways she’s left to die for 12 hours (he thinks the paralyzer will kill her. it didnt it just kinda...paralyzed her body.) and she has a meltdown because shes alone and faced with the truth about who she is. she believed she had a family somewhere waiting for her to come home, even if she didn’t have parents but now she’s just a disgusting half-breed with a price tag on her head and a target on her back who cant do anything except die.

loki finds her once the fog lifts with the dawn and hes patching her up and she just starts...crying. she explains what she is and hes like ‘oh welcome to the club i got lied to too’ and they have a Moment of Bonding-ness over their shitty families and heritage. but she kinda takes a step back and asks ‘what am i fighting for’ and at this point, she just wants kossor to stop. shes now furious and on a path of vengance and loki’s like “u go baby”. so wren makes a call-out post in the form of a literal war call and theyre gonna duke it out babey!!!

and now they fight bcs wren’s like ‘idfc what i am, what ur doin is wrong asshat’ and kossors like ‘u again, lol perish thot’ and then they fight (its cooler than i make it sound, im sorry.) but it takes 6 hours and both are like, at the fucking brink and wren jsut sucker punches the shit outta him with some magic (namely the illusions loki briefly taught her). so now kossor’s dying on the floor and wren’s dying standing up and he’s like “im sorry i didnt mean to start a war i just wanted my sister back.” and wren’s like “maybe don’t take bribes from extremists then” (i imagine their final conversation to be either deeply moving and influential to wren’s character or just. this vine) but now with his death comes more problems but now wren is stronger than before (using her soul of literal chaos as a fuel for her magic was a good idea) and ready to fight to defend people bcs why not (justice. thats why.)

but two months later shes back up from her hyperthermia induced coma and she’s like “Shit my homework fuck and also loki” (loki has Vanished in loki fashion, aka thor is on earth). cps finds her again and puts her back in a home bcs they thought she was just caught in the fog. but she’s being dark mage, running round the city fighting criminals/alien bad guys trying to kill her but sooner or later she gets a call from the avengers/nick fury and hes like “hey u wanna do an interview” and shes like “yeah its not like ive dreamed of this moment since my childhood as a small 15-year-old i mean I Am An Adult, I Pay Taxes, I Drink The Al Col Hall.” so, like any good person, she lies about her age to join the avengers after an interview with fury and hill (where she just tells how she beat up kossor but lies about her age and who loki is bcs she doesnt go back on her promise of hiding him) so theyre like ‘cool ur in welcome to the avengers dude’

so she’s living in the tower/compound and for Dramatic Purposes (learned from someone) she never takes off her mask and never really...talks. Only on missions when her Serious Wren shows up. but the kinda break her little shell and shes just so quirky u cant help but get charmed. it isn’t really until a mission where they fight CICADA that they find out who she is (they single her out and go after her until she’s near-death and her mask is broken to fuck). she eventually explains everything in the medbay and its like “great, here’s a child with big PTSD and anxiety who lied about her age to join the avengers so she can live somewhere better than a basement, now what” so they argue about it and wren quietly sneaks/runs away. but big worm, here comes a terrifying winter soldier who stalked her to her little hideout. so shes like “i know when im not wanted and ill just go back to being a vigilante’ and hes like ‘hey ur good, kid they arent gonna kick u out.” so they have a Talk of Mutual Bonding and he gets her to come back so they can talk it out. stuff gets argued about and wren’s like “why not just...don’t say anything to fury. im doing this outta my own free will so none of u will get in trouble. plus im also not a kid bcs technically im 4 years old.” ‘that is not helping, Kujisela’ ‘call me wren its my name’. long story short, they agree to let her stay as long as Dark Mage still fights. (im a big slut for family dynamics so Hey + i feel like the supersoldiers start calling her plum bcs of her Purple-ness and it catches on)

so ye thanks for reading my TED Talk; i love Wren Ataxia Kujisela with all of my heart (pls just...talk to me abt her)

[viennarods]

THE GREATEST [FANTASY] MOVIE OF ALL TIME

Get your hula hoops ready,hop on your tutus and get yourselves a cup of willingness so that you can go through this without hopefully dying.In case you're dreading the inevitable void that consumerism has brought into daily life and want to tear everything to shreds you’re very welcome to my ted talk.If despair is washing over you as it’s happening to me right now (as i should be in bed but i don't know what on earth i’m going to do about my life and,as  living as an adult is just depressing,here we set off) or of course you just be interested in me talking gibberish about one of the things that recharge my soul this is also for you buddy.

How to describe Avengers infinity war when is it an unprecedented visual spectacle with a highly detailed,intricate story that has been conceived ever since god’s blessing mister sir Robert Downey Jr portrayed that initial -cool-yet- jackass that tony stark was.The movie starts of [beware the spoilers] with a bunch of probably good-hearted people dying (Asgardians) and our poor thor (who’s honestly been through everything i mean c’mon marvel) and mischievous-witch-looking loki about to be massacred by a weird looking big purple titan guy [Thanos], with the voice of the bening yet crazy josh Brolin.

Honestly,the movie had a nice start and since everyone was sort of shocked that the theme song had not showed up it was pretty clear this one was serious dude.I remember i had been dreaming about hearing the theme on the intro of the movie for months,and i kept watching this video in which Alan Silvestri (who should be praised for such dope soundtracks) was directing an orchestra playing the song,but an when i was already sitting in the theater waiting for it to appear and then it didn't ,it was an oh man moment,i was shooketh to say the least.

Then we learn tha loki had the tesseract all along [surprise surprise] but of course,our innocent hearts expect all of them to come out alive and happy,perhaps not by defeating thanos, cause then we wouldn't have a movie,but with all the crazy stuff that those writers come up with and considering that it hasn't even been 10 minutes into the movie why would you expect the to die /especially our cockroach loki,who’s tricked everyone into believing he's dead multiple times/ but not   %jump to the future% i don't know what the russos were thinking when they said the had killed loki cause mary-poppins-soul -like Tom hiddleston was getting old like HoW DaRe YoU ,even if it was just to excuse his death,why would you say that to thousands of fans, it's like seeing fire in a room and trying to fix it by throwing chunks of wood in it,what were they expecting %all right we’re back now%  either way i’m sort of sleep writing right now so i just realized that i can't focus on specific aspects of the movie or this thing will be like 10 pages long cause even though its been months now i still can't shut up about this movie dammit ,this is what happens when you've been raising your expectations every day for 6 years and the end result is even better than you imagined it could be.

So,even though sadly i won't get the chance to poorly recap what happened in said masterpiece i can say one thing for sure, to see how much effort and dedication was put into this movie just blows my mind every single time.I enjoyed that it made me laugh ,it made me cry and swear and get all anxious [especially when i started to feel like my tony was gonna get killed and i just started sobbing ridiculously].The special effects,the dialogues,the scenery,the cameras,the story,everything was just BeAuTiFuLl and i hope in some years it becomes like a cult-movie and new womb nuggets get all crazy about it like it’s been for like star wars,so ill be able to say like yeahhh.

So,to conclude,Infinity war is a masterpiece and the years waiting for it definitely paid off,you’re welcome,thanks for coming to my ted talk,have a nice time

ps-

tony stark should be protected at all costs our sweet peach muffin sensitive cool dude

[spockula]

a list of things i loved about thor: ragnarok

most of it is just me yelling

​thor being cocky with surtur and making fun all the time like u literally playing with fire i love u this is my boy

fucking skurge

“ᵒʰ ˢʰᶦᵗ”

anthony hopkins deserves an oscar for this performance

“my sons” aaaaa

“frigga would’ve been proud” AAAAAAAA

LOKI’S FACE WHEN ODIN PEACED OUT AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

ALSO I LOVE HOW LOKI WAS READY TO PHYSICALLY FIGHT DR STRANGE (ง'̀-‘́)ง sᴀᴍᴇ ᴛʙʜ

“you sound like him” FHSDKFHKDJSFDKF

loki honest to god panicking (how absurd is this sentence but i do mean it)

i’m only sad abt warriors three bc they were thor’s friends and he’s going to be sad other than that bye

(WHERE’S SIF THO I HOPE SHE’S SAFE I MISS HER)

is this skyrim

FENRIS IS A BIG FLUFF DOGGO I LOVE HIM

honestly some score in the bg reminded me of skyrim soundtrack i don’t remember when but it did ??

valkyrie falling off the ship 👌 👌 👌 legend

THEM GAUNTLETS CONNECTED TO THE SHIP’S WEAPONS I LOVE THAT ????

“ʷʰʸ ᵃʳᵉ ʷᵉ ʷʰᶦˢᵖᵉʳᶦⁿᵍ”

ass place

KORG

I LOVE KORG

HE’S SO PURE

I LOVE HIM

SO MUCH

MORE THAN ANYTHING

SO PRECIOUS

ONLY LOVE AND SUPPORT FOR KORG

“please kind sir don’t cut my hair”

“HE’S A FRIEND FROM WORK” i know this was in the trailers but. i just love the pure joy on his face he was so fucking happy what are the chances

trying to calm hulk down was so sweet tho. this is the love story we deserve

“NOW YOU KNOW HOW IT FEELS”

thor would’ve wrecked hulk and that is a Fact

hulk in a hot tub

bc that’s what heroes do

BRUCE BOYE WELCOME BACK

i’m gonna be tony stark

“i can see your face” “not if i do this” comedy gold pls i love

i support thor throwing stuff at loki please do that more often

safe passage through the anus is the new code for lube

THOR MOVING ON AND LETTING GO OF LOKI AND BEING DONE CHASING AFTER HIM BYE BITCH

LOKI’S FACE WHEN HE TELLS HIM THIS

GET HELP

THOR’S ALSO DONE W YOUR TREACHEROUS BULLSHIT NOW YOU KNOW HOW IT FEELS

“YOU COULD BE MORE” tho AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA i feel called out i feel this in my soul

honestly that whole thing thor said was beautiful

when in doubt disconnect from yourself and your surroundings and imagine odin being zoomed in on it will solve all your problems

yo honestly where is sif

KORG

“i’m not doing ‘get help’“ ily

ᵗʰᵉ ᵗᵉˢˢᵉʳᵃᶜᵗ ᵖˡˢ ⁿᵒ ᶦ'ᵐ ʸᵉˡˡᶦⁿᵍ

so i guess we’re …… not ever gonna see enchantress and skurge being mean girls :((((

what do you mean a king. this is captain’s log star date 1999.99

THOR AND LOKI HUGGED AND NO ONE IS GOING TO CONVINCE ME OTHERWISE

i’m glad asgard is destroyed that shit ugly

on a more serious note i don’t think thor has finished the process of letting go (he didn’t even have time to properly mourn yet) but i’m so proud and happy my bby is all grown up he’s learned so much :’)

(but also the whole destroying asgard and all is also sort of like a fuck you to the previous thor franchise. taika waititi gently scoops us as we watch it burn and tells us it’s okay now. we’re okay.) (that’s actually literally what he said when he was interviewed by hazel pls watch that)

(i’m sorry the old thor can’t come to the phone now. why? oh cause he’s dead)

for the first time ever on your cinema screens loki’s characterization is ON POINT

same for thor he’s not the angsty boye the previous movies made him out to be BLESS THANK YOU

i owe my life to taika waititi now

i’m not saying it was perfect but for the majority it was

will i ever write in-depth analysis of a movie? probably nah i suck at that

kinda sad that we didn’t actually get much of hela? but also it kinda fits the plot at least for me

ragnarok is simple like that (or not???? i’m not sure anymore)

i just love hela

and cate blanchett

that bit about loki turning into snek ...... god .......... kids amirite?

i love valkyrie

and loki is still         beautiful       fuck. a beautiful fuck

very turned on by the scene of them fighting tbh

THERE WAS NO ACTUAL LOVE STORY IN THIS MOVIE ?????? I CANNOT BELIEVE ????????????

ok bruce is a little bit in love with valkyrie which, understandable, who isn’t

this is not all of it but it’s all i can think of now i’m still overwhelmed

bye thanks for coming to my ted talk i love taika waititi and the entire cast

also loki u got that lil fanfic of yours wrong you were actually found in a temple which is a Whole Chapter of Stuff i’m not getting into :’)

the connection to iw :””))))))) i’m fine my sanity totally doesn’t verge on this

give me beta ray bill or give me death

[atomicradiogirl]

welcome to my ‘lokius was always about mobius’ TED talk:

we have dissected the meaning of the song ‘lokius’ we have dissected how the automat is a symbol of love and trust between loki and mobius we have dissected how loki’s glorious purpose was to love and be loved and how he would not have been able to change and literally save humanity without the love and trust of mobius BUT we have not dissected that it was never even really about loki.

it was all about mobius.

let me explain. so clearly the ‘lokius’ score speaks for itself, it being majorly composed of mobius’ musical theme and taking place during a scene were mobius is JEALOUS of loki and sylvie’s connection BUT what if i also said that the entire ending of loki was all about mobius?

the final words loki hears is mobius’ words repeating “let time pass” as he considers going back to his sacred timeline life, a life he wouldn’t have gone back to without loki, we see loki hear those echoing words but we don’t know if mobius knows loki can hear him. so this means that they are literally still connected through all time and their connection is so strong and important that not only is mobius the last person to see loki literally EVER but is also the last person who helps him and touches him and accepts him. it is ALL BECAUSE OF MOBIUS AND IT ALWAYS WILL BE.

mic drop.