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annachum · 5 months

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Through the Shards of Time ( a Loki x Sigyn fanfic )

* This is co written by me and a good friend of mine on Instagram - Hannah LaTray. Enjoy 😊😊😊 *

She hated the color orange now.

But how?

She, orchestrater of light, detested the beautiful autumn hue of whirling leaves and round citrus, and dumpy pumpkins? How could she decide to show contempt toward one of the warmest colors of nature? The strong hue of a sunset?

Because it was the stiff orange she hated. The artificial glow of old, 80s lamps or a traffic cone or...

The dull, soulless orange of the prison cells of the TVA. The smell of old, dusty computers mingled with a strange, metallic undertone. She couldn't describe it. (Midgard mechanics were of no significance in Asgard, and she wasn't too interested in the darkness of the forges to linger long amidst the pouring liquid steel.)

And after however long cuffed in an orange prison box, devoid of any life beyond her own, her spirit withdrew.

Marks that should have faded over time blazed against her skin. There was no time in the TVA. No one aged. No wounds healed. She might have been in there for years, decades, but how would anyone tell?

Now she told herself, no more orange. Not for a long time. They say Time heals all wounds, but she wasn't sure it would. Not when Time gave her this pain to bear.

With every step her foot took, a ribbon of colors whirled to catch her shoes. She walked up and up around the ruins of the palace on a bridge of glowing particles. Bricks fell as vines wove through shattered stained glass windows. Where once the most selfish, conceited being to ever existed was now crumbling away.

They really ought to start putting this place back together. Especially if they were about to be... well, not so alone in a few months.

Thankfully, she was passed the worst months of morning sickness. And now, deep within, she could feel the two of they starting to kick and roll.

She put her hand to her stomach as she ascended higher. One of them was really excited today.

She closed her eyes and smiled as a rudh of wind blew through her acorn colored locks. How wonderful to feel the air again.

Here at the end of time, the world was nothing like Asgard. Of course, Loki said it was quite different after he took the throne. He mentioned all that stayed the same was the gaudy castle, and the wall of roiling smoke.

"Unfortunately, I am not sure how to rid us of that," he mused as it thundered moodily outside the fallen study wall.

It only snarled when Renslayer got too close.

As she was today, it seemed.

"Deviants! Strayers from the Sacred Timeline! You will not destroy his work! Your impure, chaotic magic shall not taint our victory!"

Everyone had that odd neighbor.

Sigyn paused in her ascent. The winds whipped her braids about as the sparkles of the Aurora borealis held her miles above the ground.

"Midgardian warrior, your hands cannot subdue the growing branches. No science could bind their vines. How would you rule? What magic lights your soul to hold such power?"

Renslayer went silent.

Then, rather icily, she shouted, "Magic is as corrupted as your meddling with the chosen path. He rid us of your trickery in the TVA."

"Your lord built a cage, to stop our gifts. Outside his bars, even here, he could not take away what was ours to weild."

"He should have!" Renslayer said. It was a flat retort, and for a while, their furious neighbor was silent.

Perhaps Loki would do her a favor to send her somewhere else where she could live out her bitter life in peace. It must irk her to have to deal with so many rogue Lokis wandering in the void. Granted, wih the new Keeper of Time, the land was no longer barren.

Now, everywhere, the end of time bloomed.

Thick bushels of grass rolled together with moss.

Water bounced through rocks and wound between the twisting boughs breaking through the mud.

Even the sky, once a thick smog of gloom was changed. It was as though all the rays of the sun must break through a thick sheild of leaves before it streamed to the world below. Everything was washed in a glow of rich green.

Loki decided he might actually, as inconceivable as it sounded, hate the color orange now. Such a gawdy, eye grabbing corperate color. It wanted so much to be gold. But instead, it was more like gold with a terrible burn.

It was so irritating for the eye. A wonder at all why Kang would choose the color for his oddball band of pencil pushers from across time and space. It was bound to aggravate them in opposition to relaxing their minds. And here Kang would sit in a much more calming palace of purple starlight. He really had been a tyrant.

But now, the purple was washed away under the flourishing greens and golds. If only Thor could see him now. A higher ruler than either of them could dream. And there went Thor, still shirking his kingly responsibilities in a little hut, playing 'dad'. Well, Thor was always a bit daft. Affectionate, energetic and loyal, but still daft.

Loki opened his eyes.

Thor.

Thor thought he was dead. He really ought to let him know, somehow, that he was alive. He wasn't sure what to say to him, though.

"Hello, brother. Sorry to give you a scare, but I'm quite well and very much alive. And, you won't believe this, but I rule EVERYTHING."

What would Thor say to that?

Honestly, Loki had died in Thor's mind so many times, it might just be a funny surprise. But then again, technically, he wasn't the one his brother held in his arms as his vision went gray with death. So would it be best to let his brother live his own life?

Loki walked across the chamber to a row of mirrors. He drew his hand across the glass of one lined with silver and gold.

The colors rippled away to reveal a room where Thor hunkered down over a table. His great arms were bent around him as with deep precision, he squeezed a tube of frosting over the gingerbread cookie, lacking its lower leg.

His hand wobbled. The gingerbread man's mouth became less of a smile; instead akin to seeing an old acquaintance you really did not want to talk to.

Thor sighed. "I'm afraid my skills are not as well versed in the arts of confectionery decorating."

A young girl entered the kitchen. Humanoid, but not of Midgard, so not from that Meteorologist Dr. Foster. But her hair was braided in Asgardian style, which would mean Thor did it himself.

Loki smiled.

"Oh, sure you can," she said, "You told me you used to paint the walls with the vengeful blood of the dark elves all the time."

Thor shuffled. "Well, yes, of course. But that type of artwork is quite different this."

"You just need bigger cookies," she said, practical as always.

Thor rose in his seat. He clapped a huge hand to her tiny shoulder.

"I will never turn down Bigger Cookies." And he wrestled her into a bear hug as she laughed.

Loki slid his fingers over the cool glass once more to close the window into his brother's life.

So ironic to think, these two princes of celestial power, orphaned, kingdoms destroyed, split apart by time, and yet still, peicing the shattered glass of their lives together. Thor, a father? Perhaps a husband soon, judging from the glances he and Sif exchanged. And here he was himself. He'd lost everything, but yet now had all he'd ever wanted. A purpose, a kingdom, and... the love of his life climbing up the stairs toting the bagful of food from her trip to New Asgard.

What was she thinking? She could fall to her death from such a height!

He hurried from the mirrors to her side. "Sigyn! Love, allow me to help you with--"

She gasped as she finally reach the top. She smiled, clearly not fine as she said, "Loki, dear, I'm fine! There were more stairs than this to the river tower back home!"

He hoisted the bags from her. "You can't have walked all that way. You do know you can ask me anytime to open a doorway for you."

She patted his cheek. "I did, you old fool. You didn't answer."

Loki spun around. Indeed, his mirror specifically linked to Sigyn danced with the fragments of light to signify her request for a portal.

"That can't be right," Loki rushed to the mirror. "I'd never miss your request. When did you ask?"

"I'm here now, so I don't see how it would make much of a difference. Unless," she smiled demurely, "of course, there's a chance you happen to know a magical trickster who controls the flow of time itself who could go back and offer a lady a hand."

"That's just it! I should know if anything is wrong!

"Don't tear yourself apart. This is a new world for us. You hold every reality in this palace.

One singular soul could slip past your notice."

"But I shouldn't!" He whirled. "You, most of all!"

The ice in his eyes turned sharply to green. She was alarmed for a moment; it took a great deal to get him to start shouting. But she knew the anger was not directed at her. She looked him directly in the eye.

"Now, please. You're not the one meant to deal with temperamental instability at this time."

He stared at her. "What?" Then, he closed his eyes. "Oh. Of course."

"It is a lot of power for one man to hold alone," Sigyn assured him.

He sighed. "Any weight of power is too much for a man," he returned, coolly. Then, he added, "But, I am no mere man."

She was surprised he would admit to such a blanket statement of the burden of his new position, but seeing he accepted her suggestion with no further batting her worries away meant the sudden promotion was no

the root of his outburst. She knew him well enough after centuries growing up together.

She ran back through the moment in her mind, and reached the answer.

"You aren't going to lose me," she said softly.

He stood straight. He lifted his head. His smile was airily dismissive. "Of course I won't. How could I ever let you slip away? I'd know the second something was wrong."

"Then why don't you trust yourself?" She asked.

"I do," he said too quickly.

She folded her arms. She tipped her head to one side. "The hunters won't search for us anymore. There is no one out there who would know who I am. And no one in the Nine Realms knows you're here, or even alive. I can fend off a midgardian. I'll restrict my visits to there if I must go out, until you're sure there's a way to safely leave with me."

He scoffed. "Nothing is going to harm you." He looked down toward her middle, and

added, with notable definity. "Any of you."

"I trust you to keep us safe," she said. "I know, no one should have to stand by and see their homes destroyed. The weight upon the soul to see your people killed, one by one, is a grief no heart was meant to carry."

She put her arms around his shoulders.

His muscles were tensed under her touch. He turned his eyes to the side. "... I've already watched you die once before. And, I assume, you saw the same of me. The only family I have left is my brother. It doesn't seem my fate deals kindly with those I love, dear Sigyn. I fear all too soon, you might rise to join the ones who are gone."

"Wouldn't be much trouble for you if you can pull me back."

His hands held her upper arms. "That does not matter. I cannot bear to watch it happen again."

She nodded. "I know. Even if I knew I had the power to bring you back, it wouldn't change

what I knew you would go through."

Loki lifted a hand. Carefully, he curved his fingers to catch the side of her hair. He lifted the locks up and around the points of her ear.

"I wish you didn't have to hide them," he sighed. "They're quite becoming for your face."

She smiled. "You don't don't have to hide yourself either, if you like."

He knew he could, but after all this time, he found it harder to slip back into the form of his bloodline. He thought it would become easier after Odin faded away, but it changed nothing. His mind must have settled on this. Not a small frost giant prince, but not quite Asgardian. Something strange and odd in between.

He looked upon his fingers. "Do you find it strange, hands that only could bring death and ice, somehow had the magic to bring this to life?"

She looked up to the great boughs of branches rising around them.

"It doesn't surprise me at all. Your color has always been green."

She reached out her finger to touch one of the vines. From the weaving emerald spirals within, the magic shifted. And then, over the pathway, a flourish of blossoms moved over the vine, before vanishing again.

In that timeline, there was suddenly a strange rush of hope from the people moving about their lives. A sudden burst of light in their hearts, from the richest emperor to a mother with her child on the side of an alleyway waiting out the rain.

Loki took her hand in his. They walked to the shattered window. Renslayer remained silently sulking, so there wasn't much to disturb the sanctuary under the cheery rustle of leaves. Even if there wasn't much sky to speak of, the way the colors changed from peridot to a more peacock hue, they could tell that night was approaching. Dots like fireflies flitted through the vines, as if to compensate

for the lack of stars.

"Do you miss the sunset?" Loki asked.

"Not at the moment," Sigyn shook her head. "I can do with... less orange in my world for the time."

Loki glanced at her. He smiled. "So could I, my love."

#loki x sigyn #logyn mcu #justice for sigyn #this is set sometime after loki series #mcu fic

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captaincanklezzz · 1 month

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uh-oh MCU art dump

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loveloki555 · 5 months

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INFP

Lucy Pevensie

Vincent van Gogh

Lady Sigyn

Ella

Bella

Luna Lovegood

Luke Skywalker

Anne Shirley

Molly Hooper

Newt Scammander

#mbti #mbti personality types #lady sigyn #mcu sigyn #justice for sigyn #sigyn marvel #logyn #loki x sigyn #loki #loki odinson #newt scamander #ella #bella #molly hooper #anne shirley #luke skywalker #luna lovegood #lucy pevensie #vincent van gogh

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purple-iris · 6 months

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Sigyn, Goddess of Fidelity

#i redesigned my own MCU version of her again #Sigyn #sigyn marvel #mcu Loki #norse mythology #goddess of fidelity #incantation fetter #logyn #loki x sigyn #loki #sigyn sælldottir #mcu sigyn

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inajeexe · 6 months

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Coffee Break ☕

Here's my version of our beloved Sigyn in MCU

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bubbleteycosplay · 6 months

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Loki hadn't noticed Sigyn running after him and through the protective door. When he turned around and saw her, he pushed her against the nearest wall with the help of his magic. "I have to do this alone," he said and looked over at Loki and Sylvie, who were standing behind the protective door and giving him worried looks.

Loki opened the floodgate "Finally knows what kind of god I must be, for you" he said and smiled at her and went outside.

While he was still grasping all the threads of fate, a hand fell into his. It was Sigyn who picked herself up shortly after Loki magically threw her against the wall and went after him. He starts it.

"I told you that I would stay with you until the end and if I followed you to the end of all things. "I will stay by your side no matter what happens," she said with a determination and love in her voice that made Loki, who was already very close to tears, now stream down his face. How much he loved the woman, how much he always surprised him and how much he sometimes just drove her stubborn head crazy.

"I'm right behind you," and released Loki's hand and summoned her magical bowl. And they both walked towards the throne where Loki sat down and wove destinies with one another, becoming the god of history. His wife at his side who, with the help of her bowl, let healing and help run through all the threads. United together for all eternity and never alone.

#JusticeForSigyn

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sigyn-foxyposts · 1 month

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"MCU Sigyn art dump!"

I don't know if I've ever shared these drawings before, so here!! I don't draw MCU Sigyn or loki a lot, eat it up while it lasts! ✨

#marvel #marvel logyn #loki #sigyn #logyn #loki x sigyn #hela mcu #mcu sigyn #mcu loki #narfi and vali

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goddessoflove-s · 2 months

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Loki & Sigyn ✶✶✶

#logyn #loki (marvel)#sigyn #loki #loki x sigyn #thor 1 #mcu sigyn #loki laufeyson #loki imagine #marvel #loki rp

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unityrain24 · 4 months

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anyways was thinking of a thor ragnarok rewrite last night as sleep refused to take me. obviously it can't be exactly like actual ragnarok bc marvel/mcu's norse stuff is..nothing like actual norse lore but i figured it could still have some more similarities than what the actual movie did.

(also if i were to rewrite the movie this isn't actually what id do, this was just. idk. what i was thinkin about as i was desperate to actually falll asleep).

anyways i figured this rewrite would actually work best if it rewrote the end of tdw first- loki gets stabbed by kruse and passes out for a while (rather than being able to pick himself back up in secret like what actually happened) and in that time odin senses that loki isn't dead and sends some guards to collect him. since loki technically broke the law *again* (committed treason, escaped jail, etc), he can enforce even more punishment, especially now that frigga is dead and she can't do anything about it. That, combined with some prophecy from midgard (or maybe asgard, idk) as an excuse added justifying reason, he sentences loki to the worst thing he can think up: to be bound against a rock with a snake dripping venom on him, his lips sewn shut so he can never lie again, forced to be in his jotun form, for all of eternity. In the deepest dungeon.

Thor obviously doesn't know about any of this, because he thinks loki dead.

so loki is taken, bound to a rock (idk if it's really work to have him bound with organs tho, since he doesn't have children in the mcu. maybe it's his..pet's? or maybe just chain. idk.), a snake coiled above him, seiðr bound, lips sewn shut, and his æsir form taken. He is completely alone, save the guards outside the chamber.

i don't really ship logyn in the mcu, (bc she doesn't exist in the mcu and their relationship feels to me like it would span for several centuries prior, so just randomly introducing her in one movie would seem strange to me), but i follow some people who do, so i wondered how i could incorporate that anyways, and make it not seem too strange.

Sigyn is one of the guards who has a shift guarding loki's chambers. She feels awful about it though, and eventually decides she has to do something to help. She ventures into the chamber and decides to catch the dripping venom with her helmet.

She also tries to cut the stitches from lokis lips, but when one string is cut, it doubles and repierces the skin, now twice the strength. She tries again, cutting them all at once this time (rather than individually), and grabs them all at once and pulls them out before they can multiply and repair themselves (luckily this time it works). She almost regrets it, though, as now she has to hear loki scream himself hoarse, and she can't do anything else to ease the pain.

she stays for several weeks/months/idk, holding the helmet above loki, having to empty it every so often. Perhaps she gets to know loki in this time, perhaps she doesn't. Perhaps she notices a certain brand on his shoulder, perhaps she does not. Perhaps she knew loki vaguely before, and now muses to herself what could have possibly changed him. Perhaps she didn't know him before, and doesn't muse. I don't know. But eventually she decides she needs to find and tell thor.

as hard as it is, she leaves loki to suffer alone (she tries to see if she can leave the helmet or fashion some contraption to make sure the poison cannot get in his eyes, but she cannot). After some searching and asking, she finds the mourning sullen prince thor and tells him what has occurred. Thor, now filled with joy, rage, guilt, horror, and sadness, breaks loki out with sigyn.

Loki is a mess. He has gone blind- whether temporarily or permanently is unknown- and has visible burns from the acid venom. His hairs a mess and his skin sweaty and thin. You can see his rib cage with how thin he's become. He wasn't allowed much clothes at the start of his punishment, but what few he had have been burned by the venom as well. He can't walk. He's barely conscious, and what little bit he is is just filled with delirium. They basically have to carry him.

They hide away from asgard (or at least the palace). And then ragnarok gets unleashed and they have to fix it etc and in the end they realize that it wasn't literally loki's being freed that incited ragnarok, but it was necessary for him to be freed so they could help stop/fix it/lessen the damage etc idk i was pretty tired at this point i wasn't thinking of details. anyways

idk if that made any sense lol but i'll tag the logyn people i follow/was thinking of

@therese-lokidottir @jonquilclegane @cosmic0artist

#did this make sense #is this anything #unityrain.txt #logyn #sigyn #mcu sigyn #loki #mcu loki #tr loki #ragnarok loki #thor ragnarok #thor ragnarok criticism #fic #fanfic #fic idea #movie rewrite #thor ragnarok rewrite

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dank-art · 6 months

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Hi, not dead, survived art hiatus, here you go my lovelies. ALSO MY 100TH POST!!!

S: You don’t think ..

L : Maybe

S: No!

L: Could be?

S: Possibly

L: Should we?

S: Absolutely!!

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lovesigyn · 9 months

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Imagine Loki finding out he has a wife in a different timeline

#loki #loki series #loki x sigyn #loki and sigyn #sigyn #loki laufeyson #sigyn iwaldidottir #logyn #marvel #mcu #imagines #lovesigyn

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loveloki555 · 7 months

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Loki is thinking about Sigyn

''I wonder what kind of spoiling Sigyn will do after she sees me.''

#mcu sigyn #justice for sigyn #lady sigyn #logyn #sigyn marvel #loki x sigyn #loki #loki odinson #loki of asgard

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therese-lokidottir · 4 months

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Sigyn in the MCU?

So I am a Loki fan, I do like the idea of Sigyn but when thinking of what it would be to have Sigyn MCU is that it would completely change Loki's character and would make him seem a lot more selfish. The core of Loki's character in the MCU is his loneliness, and if Sigyn was there he wouldn't be lonely. Instead of just lashing out at the world because of his issues Loki is now actively making decisions that would end up hurting Sigyn. It would mean Loki decided to fall into the void because the validation father was more important than the love of his wife.

The driving force of Thor films was the brotherhood. Sigyn being there adds a whole nother element that would need time to develop. While it is not impossible to make it work, it would undoubtedly alter Loki's character and change the dynamics of the story. It just runs the risk of making one or the other look really bad.

Introducing Sigyn later also runs the risk of being very hackneyed. This pretty lady fixes all the guy's problems with the power of love. Again, not impossible to make work just something that would take a lot more time and work to be pulled off successfully. A level of work that appears beyond the current capabilities of the MCU. I wish Loki lived and had a real completion to his arc instead of just constantly being beaten up, called stupid jerk, and made to change for the ones doing said beating. Have Loki come to a sense of peace about himself and be doing better than introducing Sigyn.

That's why all my Logyn stuff exists in its own little world with an MCU-ish Loki but also one that's leaning more into Norse mythology. The comics are their own can of warms.

#loki #sigyn #meta #Logyn #loki x sigyn #mcu sigyn

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ijuststareatstuffhereok89 · 5 months

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can you write a fluff drabble featuring Loki x Sigyn or Loki x Lorelei, set around the time of Thor’s coronation?

❤️

"Loki, Triumphant"- A Logyn Drabble

At Thor’s coronation, Loki looks up and wonders what could have been had he been given the throne as his birthright. Princess Sigyn sees greener pastures and a brighter future by simply being in his life.

Genre: Very very sugary fluff, inner monologue (Sigyn’s POV) Content warning: none, just get your dentist on speed dial Word Count: ~ 500

I, Princess Sigyn, hold the greatest power in the known universe. I, and I alone, know your heart, my Prince of Chaos.

And it is heavy this morning.

How strange, with the pomp and fanfare parading before us at your brother’s coronation hour, it is only you I can focus my gaze upon, even as yours tapers off into the distance, lost in inadequacy, wondering what comes next for you now that your bastard father has died.

You could never see the forest for the trees, my darling. The jealousy you feel for a lost crown dulls you to the real victory beside you. You have something more than Thor, something that even his new bride, Queen Sif, cannot give him.

You have my loyalty, as well as the loyalty of your future heir, for as tiny yet as he is, he is strong, keeping me up at all hours of the night with his kicking fits against my innards. His presence inside me chills my temperature, so we know he will be strong, cold, and carry your genes. You worry so much about this, but a mother can always tell when there is nothing to fear. Our son will make you prouder than your brother could ever feel.

I know the fog behind your eyes is only as temporary as the day’s events, for I already know exactly what will happen tonight behind closed doors. Your smile will unfold once more, your eyes unable to tear themselves from my body. Once, such a hungered gaze from you would fill my cheeks with hot blush and send my maiden’s heart humming. Now I know how to defend myself against your roaming looks, though I find myself seldom wanting to.

Norns, you’re a figure of exquisite perfection. Wherefore was I, a humble soldier’s daughter, to this magnificent fortune born? Am I a disgrace to all womankind by melting into a pile at the study of your shapely jaw? Thor and his queen can keep their blonde scruff and bulging muscles. Prince Loki, you are as tall and lean as Yggdrasil, and you carry all its promises for our future on your frame.

Yet, even in this moment, as the diadem is placed on Thor’s blonde head, you feel as if you’ve lost a battle.

Why, dearest?

Our victory slumbers in my womb, Loki. It will re-lighten your soul when the day ends and we retreat back to our perfect little corner of the palace. You’ll light the hearth with emerald flames, ask the servant at the door to bring tea, and fall asleep on my shoulder as we wait. Your cheek fits against my shoulder as if they were two pieces of the same marble that had merely cracked apart.

The tea will grow cold as we sail off to the dream plane together, as we do every night. Thor and Sif will have Asgard, but we’ll have the Heavens. You, I, and our son.

And that would be enough.

A short, little drabble that I hope gives you a smile! Here's the (kinda obvious) musical inspiration that came into my mind when I got your ask (if any character in any property ever was a Sigyn variant in disguise, it's Eliza Schyuler):

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Some tags: @holdmytesseract @lokisgoodgirl @roruna @jonquilclegane @fictive-sl0th @joyful-enchantress @mischief2sarawr @muddyorbsblr @smolvenger

#loki #fanfiction #mcu #mcu loki #loki fanfiction #loki laufeyson #loki fluff #sigyn #loki x sigyn #logyn #justice for sigyn #drabble #comfort drabble #loki drabble #thor

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