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mischiefmaker615 · 8 months

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Bloodline (Pt.2)

Part 1

Rating: R dark themes

Summary: unable to gain children from his wife, Loki seeks out a mortal who can do it instead.

She hated herself for it, for not feeling as angry as she should towards the man that was using her. She shouldn’t be able to even look at him, let alone ask him to stay with her.. but here he was beside her, sitting down on the bed as they both kept eye contact to themselves. She was pregnant, and she trusted him that it was the truth, you’d think magic would be just as accurate as a doctor visit right? These past weeks of their.. ‘’routine’’, she’s become numb to his cruelty and- dare she say it, used to it. the struggle was gone..

‘’…you must really love this place.. to even go beyond the extent for it..’’ she whispered and her gentle tone made him turn and look at her, his expression still unreadable but it was gentle at the same time.

‘’I’m sure you’d do anything to protect your home.. the people you care about.. -I’m not expecting you to understand.. I’m not saying all this is right.. but..’’ he trailed off, not trying to justify that what he did was right, but.. he had too. He looked away from her, guilty making itself known after all these weeks of pushing it down.

‘’I’m sure I would understand if I had family.. I was orphaned as a child- to this day I’m not sure exactly what happened, grew up in the orphanage and got kicked out officially when I became of age. Lived every day just working, sleeping just to wake up and do it all over again-.. I didn’t have a purpose..’’ she explained, looking down at her hands as her heart beat past, not sure why she was giving her whole life story when she really should be killing him.. but where did her hate go?

‘’..didn’t?’’ Loki asked, looking at her as she finally raised her eyes to look at him back and she gave a mild shrug.

‘’one could argue that I can finally feel like I’m useful.. I’ve lived every day on repeat, no one back there would miss me.’’

Loki looked at her as if she were strange, raising a brow as he studied her features. ‘’..you were chosen because you resembled a goddess.. how do you find yourself unseen?’’

She sighed and her hand instinctually began playing with a lock of her hair, trying to register how she should feel that he called her beautiful, her cheeks reddened all the same. ‘’..others have different definitions and expectations as what they see as beautiful.’’

Loki merely shook his head, his mind wondering off as she looked at him as if reading his mind.

‘’not all mortals are idiots though.’’

The choice of words actually made Loki chuckle, knowing she knew what he had been thinking as those mortals had seemed to have terrible taste if they didn’t find her in their standards of beauty. ‘’well, you are most certainly the first mortal I’ve seen in my life time that I would call beautiful.’’

The conversed for a little while longer, small talk having a small hint of awkwardness to the whole thing considering how their relationship had started, but the small teasing here and there made it a bit easier to talk to each other. They mostly got to know each other, no one daring to talk about the whole reason why she was here, but merely about their lives, likes and dislikes- childhood and hardships. Loki most certainly surprised himself on opening up a bit to her, and the “venting session” as she called it, made him feel like there was an unknown weight off of his shoulders, as if he finally had someone he could talk too.

A feeling came to his chest, not guilt anymore- although it was very much still in his stomach. He hadn’t felt it in such a long time, not since he had started finding interest in Sigyn. Was it.. fondness to this particular woman before him? he half listened to what she was saying and upon realizing he was indeed feelings he was developing, he quickly stood up- startling her.

He kept his voice gentle with an apologetic bow ‘’I’m sorry love, I didn’t mean to frighten you, I just- I must depart right now- but I shall return.. to deliver dinner.’’

Another meal brought to her like a prisoner, and the mere sentence made her features lower just slightly- which didn’t go unnoticed by Loki as he looked away from her. ‘’..i shall return..’’ he promised, as if a second reminder would make her feel better- why did he care?

She was to be bred.. nothing more.. who was he to reassure? To explain himself to her.. of gods.. he cared.. he was guilty, he was growing fond of her.. why? She was indeed beautiful, his lust was getting extremely difficult to hold back as he longed to touch her, to have her come undone.. to have a connection deeper.. but her spirit, her fire and getting to know more of her life.. kept him wanting more..

“norns..’’

He cussed as he went down the halls in a rush, as if getting farther away from her room would help think all this wasn’t happening. His whole plan was simple: gain a child and that was all. Why.. did he have to fall for the mortal.

Yet he did just what he said. Upon delivering her evening meal, she asked him to stay.. and he did. The small voice in his mind told him he shouldn’t get attached and just leave once everything was finished upon stepping through her door, but it was to late. He was attached. They began speaking more, even laughing and Loki staying longer than he knew he should.

Sigyn would question his whereabouts, why his attitude had changed to a lighter tone but he merely reassured her that he was just content that Asgard had been safe through this time and would simply find different places to read- as to not cause suspicion nor would he be able to find him. part if him felt guilty at the same time that he was also betraying her, that although there was no real love towards her as a wife, he was still cheating on her behind her back. The other part of him felt alright with it because having a child would mean Asgard was secure and.. he finally was putting his happiness first..

That mortal woman was the first joy he had in ages only because he had fallen for her. It pained him to leave her and his loins ached for her. Ever since he found out she was pregnant, he had not touched her. Nor had he had time for himself and his wife would no longer suit his interests. Yet he got what he wanted, the child was damn near close to being born now, whenever he began to get hard when he would check on her, he would cut the meeting short and leave. He would not touch her now that he knew he no longer needed to.

An Asgardian child grew faster than a mortals, and the “potion” he had her drink daily allowed her body to adjust. Yet the due date came faster than he anticipated and although she felt fine like she wouldn’t go into labor that day, his magic told him it ad already begun. Despite her being confused, she always took his word for things because this was his realm, and he knew better so she trusted it.

He was able to convince her to fall asleep, so there would be even less pain and so that she wouldn’t get attached to the child if she saw him or her. A healer would be accompanying him and to her little knowledge, he had placed a spell so that she would forget most and think the one who had given birth was his wife.

Upon waking up, his precious mortal felt like nothing had ever happened. even her groin and stomach felt as if it were yesterday. Yet Loki stayed with her anyway while she got out of her daze, and to her surprise- she took his hand.

‘’what.. what happened?’’

‘’you have given birth love, the healer is now caring for the baby.’’ He said gently, sitting beside her on the bed as she lay still and looked up at him with confusion.

‘’oh.. and once the baby is all cared for?’’ she asked with hesitation.

‘’then our healer will lose all memory of her assistance and I will merely bring the child to Sigyn.. she will be a good mother, I promise..’’ he said gently, trying to ignore the guilt that rose again and how awful the words sounded leaving his mouth while she looked away from him.

‘’you will be a good father.’’

Loki’s lips parted, wanting to speak but words found it hard to leave his mouth. Her words were spoken true, he could sense that- even when he knew he had hurt her and all that he had done. He didn’t know what to say, he just gazed at her with the sudden need to protect, the gather her in his arms, to hold her.

‘’is it a girl or a boy?’’ her sudden words brought him back and he took a breath with a gentle whisper.

‘’it’s a baby girl.’’

Loki wasn’t able to see the small smile that tugged her lips, nor her tears as she kept her back to him. he had a hesitant hand raised to want to turn her towards him, but he stopped. He knew she was hurting, and all of this was because of him. turning away, he stayed with her a little while longer in silence before he finally left, hearing the faint cries through the door as soon as he shut it.

Damn it. damn it all…

He had held back tears upon seeing the child be born, but he didn’t want to go see her without.. her. For the mother not being able to see her child.. he understood the logic of it, but knew it was hard on her as well. And to not even being able to comfort her through it all. Damn it all!

He knew what he had to do.

The same boots that pounded through the halls to get her that day long ago pounded down the same halls to get her now. Loki practically ripped the doors open, startling her as she quickly wiped her tears from where she sat in a panic and looked at him concerned.

‘’what’s wrong? is the baby- what happened?’’ his darling mortal gasped as she saw the bruise on his cheek. She hesitated to see a small smile on his face despite it. ‘’..did Sigyn-‘’

‘’there is no more of Sigyn.. I’m done.’’

‘’but.. but didn’t you say the-‘’

‘’fuck the bloodline-‘’ Loki claimed, cutting himself short by the uncommon language that left his mouth he usually didn’t say. It must have been from spending time with her that he picked up some mild habits. Regaining himself, he took a deep sigh as he looked at her with a forced gentle voice.

‘’I’m done- I’m done with all of it.. you have been taken, then taken advantage of.. impregnated, isolated and now the child in which belongs to ‘us’ isn’t even able to be with you- I am the king of Asgard and I must protect its people, but if this is the king I have become then I will gladly step away from the thrown if it means I am to feel like this for the rest of my life!’’ he practically shouted at himself, looking away shameful as he paced, only to be stared at with wide eyes at his words.

‘’Loki..’’

‘’I have fallen for you love.. I can no longer contain myself nor deny it.. there is nothing I can do to rewrite the wrongs I have done.. only to try to improve on what I do now. You will be returned to Midgard with the child and-‘’

‘’no!-‘’

Her words stopped him as he stared at her, her voice being the loudest she had ever let it as he stayed put, watching her get off the bed and stand before him, grasping the nightgown to her body.

‘’..she needs a father.. I can’t do it by myself out there.. to not know who you are.. its as if its best if you and Sigyn keep her to yourself so she can grow up with two p-‘’

‘’Y/N..’’

Y/N stopped, being called by her name for the first time as she shook where she stood, tears threatening to run down her cheeks as she bit her lip.

‘’the child will have a father.’’ He promised and kneeled down before her, his head down as he felt his own tears threaten to fall. ‘’I will do everything in my power to help you, to help you both, to be there, to support you.. to love her.. and to love you if only you’d allow me to.. I’m done here. I can’t deny my feelings for you any longer.. and if you are to reject me, then allow me to love her as a father..’’ he whispered and closed his eyes as he breathed.

The hand on his cheek made him open his eyes as he looked up to her gentle ones, tears falling down the cheeks of both as he leaned his face into her palm. ‘’we will have you Loki.. it will be okay..’’

Loki slowly placed a hand on her own, knowing there would be much to take place but he knew the truth was better than to live a lie of lies and guilt. Sigyn would be okay, and deep down he knew she knew they were over a long time ago. As king, laws will have to change. It wont be easy, but he’d find a way to make them possible, and right now she was looking more of a being with power than he ever did as he slowly stood up but she kept his hand in hers.

‘’..let me see her..’’ she whispered.

She will be a great mother..

‘’yes.. my queen..’’

Final ♥

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rainbowstargazerlilies · 4 months

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Mechs Ships Tournament: Shipping Round 4 Poll 1

Propaganda:

Polymechs:

They're inseparable they hate each other they would die for each other they actively enjoy killing each other ect ect ect

Look they're immortal and stuck in a spaceship you don't think they've hit all possible combinations over the years and settled into a weird comfortable vibe you can only get if youve murdered, been murdered, and had sex with every one (maybe minus nastya) of your friends?

immortal space pirats.... cuddle piles, romantic... not romanticm... poly mechs <3

(Points to every album) there thats my propaganda. But in all seriousness they are a group of immortals with nothing to do but sing and love each other in their own fucked up ways <3

Chaotic little guys on a ship for a long time, the relationship web they got going on could rival the coven web

you cant tell me you would live with people for millions of years without it getting even a little gay.

Polygamy

when you spend millennia doing music and violence and shenanigans with the same 8 other people on a ship (and when the ship is technically another person), there's bound to be some group canoodling

i care them

they're everything to each other!!!

i refuse to pick

it’s polymechs!! what isn’t to love

Look at them.

how could you pick individual ships when they are so good together!! with the exception of nastya + jonny cos they are siblings your honour.

a lot of people have polymechs with her and aurora being monogamous but she canonically has queer orgies. on mechs tumblr account she describes herself as "The only one seemingly capable of a committed, responsible and fair relationship" so polymechs with all of relationships besides nastyaurora being on and off and everchanging is both the best polymechs and the most canon compliant polymechs to me

The idea that they're crewmates. You ask one of them what their relationship is with another and they say, "That's my crewmate". And then, maybe one of them meets someone on another ship, and they mention they don't have strong feelings about someone because, "they're only my crewmate" And they just cannot comprehend the idea of being crewmates with someone and not having strong feelings about them. They're immortal and half of them hate life, but even if that wasn't true, they'd die for any of the others a million times over. They've murdered billions of people on a whim, but even if that wasn't true, they'd murder anyone if it made one of their crewmate's lives a bit better. Remember how Tim blew up a moon for Bertie? He had only known Bertie for about 10 years. What would he do for people he had known for about 10 millennia? What would Ashes do for the people who would never betray them? What would Nastya do for the people who would always spend time with her and never die? What would Brian do for the people who would always forgive him for following his beliefs? What would Raphaella do for the people who are always willing to help her with her experiments? What would Ivy do for the people who'd always stay and tell their stories? What would the Toy Soldier do for the people who only ordered it to do what it wants to do and always lets it be involved? What would Jonny do for the people he could never permanently hurt? What would Marius do for his family? They all love each other more than anything, even if they don't have the words for it. (via @mchasmfiend)

Loki/Sigyn:

https://youtu.be/TdKCUmOa5Jw?si=Y3owraM96zp4kdrs and https://youtu.be/nxVjWJJmt9Q?si=76dQ6LBg00eldlUY

anti ship lesbians/sappics

Transgender lesbian anarchists.

spsaphics

Round-up for the round here :)

#Mechs ships tournament #the mechs #the mechanisms #shipping round 4 #tournament poll #spumblr #loki tbi #sigyn tbi

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dreaming-medium · 5 months

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Animals Without Direction

Chapter Twenty Five - The Gracious Host

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It was everything you could have ever pictured. Books don’t do grand balls justice. Words cannot describe the beauty laid before your very eyes.

Walking through the halls of the ambassador’s home, music and laughter floats through the air. Various conversations carry into your ears.

Chandeliers hung from the ceiling as you walked down to the main foyer, arm and arm with Seungmin.

Gold trimmed wallpaper decorated the halls; fancy sconces as well as expensive looking vases and dishware displayed proudly on shelves.

The purple and white banners of Inuin hang proudly in different, precise areas; there was not a single way you could turn without seeing one.

The smells that wafted into your nose made you want to run to the nearest kitchen staff worker and steal every single hors d’oeuvre on their platter.

When you arrived last night, you weren’t able to get a proper look at the home.

Every single person was dressed to the nines in their fancy dresses and suits. The masks that adorn their faces are miniature pieces of art.

“I almost forgot,” Seungmin pulls your attention before you round a corner. He reaches inside his jacket and pulls out a small corsage for your wrist. Dark purple and silver flowers decorate the piece.

It matches your outfits perfectly.

You smile at the small bundle and look up at him with sparkly eyes. “It is beautiful.”

“Fitting,” he hums and holds out his one hand.

Biting the inside of your cheek to stop yourself from smiling, you give him your right hand.

With the gentlest of touches, Seungmin slides the corsage over your wrist.

You turn your wrist around a few times, admiring the tiny, beautiful bouquet. “I have never been given flowers before,” you say wistfully. Looking back up at Seungmin, you beam at him. “Thank you.”

Seungmin watches you like how a painter would admire a finished work of art in a museum. The grin on his face is gentle and absentminded. Small dimples appear right by the apples of his cheeks.

Before you can even point them out, he grabs your arm once more and proudly marches you down the hallway again.

Heads turn as you walk past them; men and women alike. Jealous looks are shot at you and Seungmin. You watch as some conversations pause completely as you approach their direction. Some ladies cover their mouths and giggle while pointing at Seungmin, others look you up and down with sneers.

Men nudge one another and motion to you by cocking their heads and jutting their chins.

Seungmin’s arm tightens around yours. “You seem to be drawing everyone’s attention, my lady,” he whispers, leaning down to your ear.

“You are as well,” you respond without turning your head. You keep your eyes in front of you to watch where you’re going; the last thing you need is to trip and fall in front of high society.

“I think those ladies behind us would gladly stab a dagger in my back if it meant having you on their arm.”

Seungmin hums lowly and then snickers. “I would not desire any other woman on my arm besides you tonight, my Lady Sigyn.”

A flush threatens to creep up your neck; your heart thuds heavily in your chest for a beat.

Your lips press together and you look up at Seungmin, he’s already staring down at you with dark, mysterious eyes. Something else stirs beneath the surface in those dark pools. You can’t quite put your finger on it.

But the slight twitch in his jaw gives a little bit away.

He smiles smugly and pats your arm with his free hand, then he curls his fingers around your wrist to squeeze once.

“Fear not, my lady.” His voice is smooth. “The only person I will let come near you is our target. No other soul will lay a finger on you, I can assure you of that.”

Seungmin holds your arm tighter to his body, his free hand dropping but the arm wound around yours stays possessively tight.

It gets harder and harder to fight the blush on your face. Thank The Six for the mask.

The music gets louder and louder as you get closer to the ballroom. The live band sounds magnificent. Violins and cellos play strongly accompanied by flutes, clarinets, trumpets, and lutes.

Two grand double doors are open towards the end of the hallway. When you both step through, you’re thrust into a grand world of wealth and extravagance like you’ve never experienced before.

Couples twirl gracefully around the grand dance floor. At least a hundred others line the outskirts of the floor at standing tables, champagne flutes in hand.

Your mouth drops open a little at the sight before you.

At home, you live in Miroh’s Keep, and yet, this is the most grand room you’ve ever laid eyes on.

The largest crystal chandelier hangs in the middle of the dance floor, hundreds of candles burn on it. Ribbons and garlands wrap around the support pillars in the room.

Gentle fingers push your chin up to close your mouth. Seungmin looks down at you with an amused smirk.

“Close that pretty little mouth, my sweet.” He murmurs with a low voice. It shoots right down your spine. “You see balls like this all the time back in Miroh, right?”

Your mouth snaps shut so fast your teeth clack.

Where did that come from? What in the world?

“Aye, of course I do. This is not my first ball by any means.” The words nervously tumble from your lips.

He takes his arm away from yours and places his hand on your lower back.

“Come with me, Lady Sigyn, I have people for you to meet.”

“Lord Skye,” you stutter out. He hums in acknowledgment. “Remind me again where we met and how you got your title.”

He turns his head, lips pressing into your temple, to anyone else, they would think he was giving you a loving kiss.

“You are from a wealthy family in Miroh.” Seungmin kisses your temple, warmth spreads out through your face. “We met at your father’s charity event, it was love at first sight.” Once more, he kisses the side of your face. “Remember?”

“Of course I do, I would never forget that.”

His hand on your back leads you to an empty high-top table on the outskirts of the dancefloor.

As soon as the two of you settle around it, a waiter comes by with a tray full of fancy champagne glasses.

“Champagne?” he asks the two of you.

Your fingers itch to grab a glass, Seungmin is way ahead of you, grabbing one for both of you.

He nods to the waiter who walks off and hands you the flute. You take it quickly and bring the glass to your lips.

“Remember to sip it slowly, my blushing bride.”

The nicknames are starting to swirl around your head. ‘My lady’ you were able to handle, ‘my sweet’ was something else, and then he comes out with ‘my blushing bride’? How were you supposed to keep up?

You take a rather large swig of the champagne and place the glass back on the table. It goes down your throat so fast, you don’t even have time to relish the expensive taste of it.

“Lord Skye! I would recognize those shoulders anywhere!” A male voice comes from behind Seungmin.

You peek around his shoulder to see a younger looking man swaggering up to the two of you.

Dark blond hair pokes over the top of a gold encrusted owl mask with jewels covering the expanse of it. One of the classiest suits worn on his body, shoes shined to perfection; the man exudes wealth in every sense of the word. A large dark purple Amethyst tie pin sat right above his heart.

He looks like he bleeds money.

Seungmin takes one final swig from his drink and turns around. It’s like a switch is flipped with how quickly his personality takes a turn– you’ve never seen anything like it in your life. A bright smile beams at the new man, Seungmin’s arms outstretched wide.

“My Lord Tybesin, I was wondering how long it would be until you found me!” He chuckles and grabs the man’s hand when he gets closer.

Your heart freezes and sinks. This is the ambassador. Lord Tybesin Faefiel of Inuin. This is the man you need to seduce tonight.

“I could not possibly stay away from my new friend for long, now could I?” Lord Tybesin smiles right back at Seungmin, he then peers around his shoulder and right at you.

Your eyes meet his piercing blue ones. It’s a different type of blue than you’re used to. After gazing into Felix’s ocean eyes for so long, you became accustomed to the warmth that the color owns. Tybesin’s were entirely different.

They were deceitful– fake. Whatever surface emotion he was trying to portray was not how he felt at all.

His eyes reminded you of merchants along the streets of Erbus that would spew whatever spiel they needed to in order to sell you their wares.

“And is this who I think it is?” Almost like Seungmin isn’t there anymore, Lord Tybesin steps around him, eyeing you like prey.

Normally, under any other circumstances, you would never let a man, let alone a stranger, look at you the way he is and not bite back. But now, with the situation you’re in, you have to internally fight your instincts tooth and nail.

Putting on your acting chops, you allow your body to shrink under his slimy gaze for a moment.

You drop into a deep curtsy, your eyes dropping to the ground. “It is a pleasure to meet you, Lord Tybesin.”

Cold fingers grab your chin between their thumb and forefinger and lift your gaze. When you look back up, stone cold blue looks right into you.

He is entirely too close . You can smell the tobacco on his breath.

Your fists are itching to connect with his jaw. Are we sure we need that key?

“Lady Sigyn Reylar, I have heard a lot about you.” He still has not released your chin.

Play the part, Y/N.

“Only good things, I hope, my lord.”

Tybesin keeps your gaze, his eyes flickering back and forth between yours under the mask. He finally drops your chin, only to reach down and grab your hand.

How can cold hands be this clammy?

“The best,” he says smoothly, bringing your hand up to his lips. He kisses the back of your hand longer than anyone ever should. Never once do his eyes leave yours.

Seungmin shifts around in your peripheral vision. You can just tell by his antsy movements that he’s struggling with what he wants to do: should he butt in or should he leave it be? You’re not too sure of the best course of action either.

All you know is that you want Tybesin’s lips off of you .

Finally, after what feels like minutes, but it was only mere seconds, Seungmin clears his throat. “I have been telling Lady Sigyn about the Dove Waltz.”

Lord Tybesin puts your hand down back at your side, but not without swiping his thumb over the back of it a few times. He half turns back to Seungmin, whose upper lip twitches almost imperceptibly.

You’re getting better and better at reading him; and right now, you can tell that he’s angrier than you are about everything.

Lord Tybesin’s shoulders do not even turn all the way to acknowledge the rogue. His hawk eyes stay glued to your face, scanning over each curve of your facial structure.

It makes your skin crawl. The owl mask is fitting.

“Have you? Does that mean the two of you will be participating?” Tybesin asks, the direction is fully directed at you.

“We will,” you answer. It takes a great deal of effort, but you manage to say the sentence with a seductive tilt to your tone. It comes out sultry. “Will you be dancing as well, Lord Tybesin?’

The corner of the ambassador’s mouth twitches. “I will, yes. A man of my status should always dance in the ceremonial waltz. I am the host after all.”

So he’s a narcissist that wants his ego stroked, understood.

You hum and take a step closer to him, despite all of your nerves and muscles screaming to stay away. “And what a gracious host you are, allowing us to stay in your home, housing and feeding us, showing us a good time.” Deeper and deeper your voice goes, especially on your last statement.

The ambassador’s eyes darken slightly, his eyes leave yours to unabashedly stare at your exposed cleavage.

Again, you feel your muscles twitch.

“It is no trouble at all, Lady Sigyn. You know… I was wondering why the halls seemed a little brighter this morning while I was on my way out to my daily morning stroll in the garden. It seems a new source of sunshine entered my home while the moon hung in the sky.”

You give your best fake giggle and smile sheepishly. “You flatter me, my lord.”

Behind Lord Tybesin, Seungmin grows more and more restless. From foot to foot he shifts his weight. He can’t keep his hands in one spot. One moment they’re clasped behind his back, the next they’re fiddling with a loose thread on his jacket.

He runs his tongue over his teeth, poking and prodding under his lips. He really is trying to endure the flirting for as long as he can.

Seungmin bounces once on his heels before quickly turning and downing the rest of his champagne. He slams the glass onto the table.

Lord Tybesin jumps, you do not.

His hand flies over his heart and he makes a startled noise. Tybesin’s head whips around to stare at Seungmin who gives him a fake, tight-lipped smile.

“Well,” Lord Tybesin says, turning to look back at you. The cockiness to his demeanor doesn’t leave. He brushes off Seungmin’s tiny outburst as if he was no more than a speck of dust on his shoulder.

If he knew exactly who he was dealing with, you’re sure everything about his ego would change. This man has no idea that he’s doing more than playing with fire, he’s tightrope walking over an active volcano.

“I should get back to the party, then.” Tybesin bows at the waist only at you. “I will see you on the dancefloor for the Dove Waltz, then.”

“I look forward to it, my lord.”

He stands up. “Likewise, my lady.”

Tybesin turns to leave.

“Oh! Wait,” you stop him.

Immediately, the ambassador turns back to face you with an inquisitive look.

You take the last few steps towards him and grab the lapels on both sides of his jacket, making minute adjustments.

Carefully, you brush your hands over his jacket. “Your jacket was a bit crooked, my lord. I could not possibly allow you to greet other guests like this.”

Tybesin says nothing, but under your palms you feel him flex his pectoral muscles.

Honestly, it’s more than a bit pathetic.

As a final touch, you reach forward and straighten his tie. “There we are, my Lord Tybesin.” You brush off his shoulders and take a step back.

He’s so smug, it makes you want to take out the dagger early and just get this over with. Instead, you muster a sickly sweet smile and curtsy at him again.

“See you soon.” You wink.

He smirks and winks back before walking off without so much as a word to Seungmin.

Said rogue stares at the back of the ambassador’s head as he walks away. If looks could kill, Tybesin would be dead on the ground five minutes ago.

Daggers are practically shooting out of Seungmin’s eyes.

After Tybesin disappears among the throng of people, Seungmin snaps over to look at you. His hands twitch at his side.

He tongues his cheek and bites his lower lip, his head moves from side to side to loosen up his neck a bit. You’ve never seen him this frazzled before.

Quickly, he steps towards you and grabs your hand faster than you can blink. He holds it in both of his hands and flips it around, inspecting both sides.

Without another word, he brushes both of his own thumbs over the back of your hand, like he’s wiping off any remnants of Tybesin’s touch from you.

He plays with the petals of the corsage daintily.

“So,” he strains out, not able to meet your eyes. “Where is it?”

“Left jacket pocket.”

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The night continues like this. Seungmin stays close by your side while you’re introduced to various lords and ladies all over the ballroom.

Every single one of them begins to blend in with one another. They’re all the same. It’s all about money and land, money and land, whose father owns what farm, money and land.

After meeting a larger group of people, Seungmin whisks you away to stand at yet another table. His arm drapes around your waist tightly, like someone is going to try and yank you away from his side.

One hand curls into your hip where your corset ends. Even through the thick layers, you can feel his fingers pressing into you.

You turn your body into his.

“How do you keep them all straight?” you whisper in Seungmin’s ear. To make it look more playful and flirty, you run your hand up his arm while your lips hover by his ear.

A shiver goes up his spine, you almost don’t catch it. His arm tightens around you even more, it brings your body flush against him.

Well, as flush as you could be in that dress.

“Years and years of practice, my beautiful lady.”

Your fingers curl around his jacket sleeve, throat bobbing as you swallow thickly. A musky cologne invades your senses and curls around your nose.

“Are you ready for the dance, my darling? I imagine it will take place any moment now.” Seungmin asks, he turns his head to come closer to yours.

Knowing him, he’s most likely scanning over your shoulder, reading the entire room for any lingering eyes and potential threats.

“I must say, the nerves are close to eating me alive.”

Days and days of preparation led to this night. Hours of dancing the same steps over and over until you could do everything right.

“Worry not, you will do brilliantly.”

“I only have two chances to succeed.”

“You will only need one.”

There’s a loud flourish from the orchestra on the stage in front of the dance floor. Jumping a bit, you turn your head to see Lord Tybesin standing in front of the stage with his arms outspread in a grand manner.

You pry yourself away from Seungmin reluctantly, but stay glued to his side.

That same fake smile is plastered on Lord Tybesin’s face. It turns your stomach.

The entire room erupts in applause for the host.

“Ladies and Gentlemen! I thank you all for attending this very special evening! Each and every one of you has earned a special place in my heart, and I am glad I am able to share this night with you.”

The audience coos. You fight the urge to roll your eyes.

Seungmin’s thumb rubs up and down the fabric on your hip.

“The night is still young, honored guests. But, it would not be a proper Inuinan gathering without the Dove Waltz, now would it?”

Faster and faster your heart hammers in your chest.

Excited noises and cheers sound around the room from various patrons.

A waiter with a tray full of champagne walks by your table. You reach out and skillfully lift one flute from him and bring the glass to your lips in a fluid motion, downing the contents.

Seungmin chuckles under his breath, but you hear it.

“If our participants could please take their places on the dancefloor, we can get this night started!”

You look up at the stage across the ballroom and lock eyes with that predatory gaze.

Lord Tybesin bows at the waist as everyone applauds. The staring contest between the two of you continues.

All noise fades into the background as your focus zeroes in on him.

In the back of your mind you can only wonder how you look. Do you look flirtatious or do you look as if you’re casting a hex upon his bloodline?

The empty flute in your hands is the only thing that keeps you grounded.

Play the part, play the part.

A hot huff of air is blown out on the back of your neck. “You are getting too good at this, beloved.” Seungmin whispers in your ear.

His one hand comes up and rests on your bare shoulder. The heat from his palm ignites the nerves underneath your skin and lights a fire within you.

“You already have him wrapped around your finger, the rest will be easy.” The first part of his statement is said with a bit of venom in it.

Finally, you rip your gaze away from Tybesin, looking off to the side where Seungmin is grabbing you.

“I cannot wait for this to be over,” you respond just as quietly.

Seungmin leans down slowly, the heat from his body radiates onto your bare skin. The ballroom was not cold by any means, but his body heat feels like a safety blanket being wrapped around your shoulders.

“You and me both, Lady Sigyn.” He leans down and his lips press right where your neck meets your shoulder.

Gasping in surprise, you make no move away from him, instead, your head leans to the side to bare more skin to him.

A shockwave of sparks flies down your arm and into your fingertips at the contact.

His lips pull away from you just as fast as they came. You can feel the chuckle against your back, the choppy exhales brush over you.

“Let us get this over with then, shall we?”

Seungmin comes around and grabs your hand with a bow, you curtsy with an uneasy smile. He leads you out onto the dancefloor with the dozen or so other couples on the ballroom floor, all of them preparing for the ceremonial dance.

Lord Tybesin takes his place with his lady, who you haven't seen a hair of until now. She’s gorgeous– absolutely breathtaking– with golden lochs that curl and flow around her shoulders.

The ambassador truly is a daft man if he gets bored with a lady like that on his arm.

Each step onto the polished wood floor makes your heart beat faster and faster. At this rate, you won’t be able to hear the band playing, you’ll only be able to hear the blood rushing in your ears.

What were the steps again?

It was four– no five– no, four box steps into … into what? A twirl out, then back in.

Just like Minho taught you. Come on, Y/N. You can do this dance in your sleep now, stop second guessing yourself.

It’ll just be muscle memory as soon as the music starts. You don’t even have to lead the dance, Seungmin does.

The rogue leads you to a point in the grand circle of people and turns to face you fully.

His eyes shine from underneath the mask and scan all over your face.

“You are going to do amazing, my dear.”

Another nickname for the ever growing list.

You blush and look away at the other couples around the dance floor. Lord Tybesin is six or so people away from you, meaning you’ll have plenty of time to get comfortable with the dance in this dress.

Maybe you should have practiced in heels.

Are you even sure that you won’t trip over your own two feet? Where are you going to put the key once you have it?

A nervous look creeps up on your face, your skin begins to pale with nerves.

Why can’t you just charge into battle instead? You’d much rather use your fists and sword right now rather than your wit. You haven’t been this nervous for anything in so long.

“My love,” Seungmin grabs your attention. “Remember I will be with you, even when you are dancing with other partners.”

Your eyebrows knit together in confusion.

With a smug look, he motions down to your wrist.

The corsage.

Kim Seungmin, you clever, clever bastard.

He winks just as the music for the waltz begins. He holds his hand out for you and you take it without a second thought.

Once more, Seungmin bows at the waist at the same time you drop into a curtsy. The entire circle of men and women do the same.

You both come up and he wraps his arm around your waist, holding your hand in the other. Your bodies are brought together, not even a sheet of paper could slip in between the two of you.

The Dove Waltz begins.

#skz x reader #stray kids x reader #bang chan x reader #lee know x reader #lee minho x reader #changbin x reader #hyunjin x reader #han jisung x reader #han x reader #felix x reader #seungmin x reader #jeongin x reader #i.n x reader #animals without direction #stray kids fantasy au #skz fantasy au

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nekoamamori · 8 months

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Masterlist

Updated 9/11/2023

Loki - multichapter:

Loki and the Witchling - You are a healer working with the Avengers when Loki comes to join the team

Loki’s Witchlings (direct sequel to Loki and the Witchling)

Packless Monsters - You’re a werewolf who ends up in the company of Loki in the Avenger’s tower after saving Pepper Potts’ life.

The Sound of Silence - A mute Enhanced and Loki both move in to the Avengers tower on the same day.

The Witch’s Familiar - You’re a witch working with the team.Thor brings Loki to live at the Avenger’s tower after the events in New York. Problem is, Loki is in cat form and refuses to change back.

Winter’s Hearts - You’re a half-Jotun Valkyrie who has to live with the Avengers after helping them during a battle. Then Thor brings Loki to join the team. Can either of you thaw your frozen bruised hearts?

Monsters and Magic - You’re a vampire who helps the Avengers defeat an evil seethe of vampires. Loki befriends you after you end up in their custody.

Soulbonds and Fairy Dust - One of the fae decides to help out the Avengers. But there is more to this aid than what it first appears.

Beauty and the Beast - Loki is trapped in Jotun form under a curse. Can blind Morgan Stark somehow be the key to helping him break it?

Exam Day - Imagine Loki walking you home after a long school day. - On hiatus

Giftless - You’re Tony Stark’s niece, living with the Avengers, but have no powers of her own. Loki, a former villain, joins the superhero team, claiming that he has reformed, but can he be trusted?

Gifted - Sequel to Giftless

Handcuffs - Imagine you get accidentally handcuffed to Loki

You Have Heart - Soulmate AU where the first words you hear your soulmate say are tattooed on your skin. The reader has the words “You have heart” tattooed on her and learns what those words mean when it’s Loki who says them.

Hidden Strength - During the battle of New York, Loki meets a remarkable young woman. What will happen when he meets her again while he’s serving penance on Midgard for his crimes?

Omega Mine - You’re an unclaimed Omega who comes to live and work in the Avengers’ tower due to your healing abilities and Omega qualities. You haven’t found your Alpha yet, but things start to change when you meet the mysterious Alpha and former villain: Loki.

Prince's Mate - Prince Loki of Asgard is expected to present as an Alpha. Things don't always end the way they're expected to, even before the Battle of New York makes things even more complicated

Loki x reader one shots:

Day at the Beach - The Avengers decide to take a day off at the beach.

Sick Little Jotun - Imagine when Loki is ill he shows his true form and is very insecure about it, but you comfort him

Imagine Braiding Loki’s Hair - Post mission with the avengers you get bored on the flight home and braid Loki’s hair.

Sleepless - Imagine not being able to sleep and wandering around in the Avengers Tower, but then Loki sees you and he reads you a book until you fall asleep in his arms and in the morning, the rest of the Avengers find you cuddling on the sofa.

Surprise - NSFW - Imagine Loki admitting he secretly enjoys being submissive and asking you to tie him up.

Loki and the Coffee - Loki messes with SHIELD’s coffee supply

Bored - NSFW - You’re Loki’s wife, Sigyn, and make the mistake of telling your husband that you’re bored one day. Though is it REALLY a mistake?

Heat - NSFW - Loki goes into a Jotun heat, and he’s absolutely terrified of what he might do to you, (Mortals being so fragile and all) so he does everything he can to protect you from himself

Prayer - NSFW - Imagine Loki can hear the prayers of his worshipers. And he decides to come answer yours in person.

The Ball - NSFW - Imagine Loki and Sigyn get bored at a feast on Asgard and decide to sneak off to enjoy each other instead

Shield’s Monster - NSFW - Imagine Jotun Loki in heat, chained to the wall in the basement because SHIELD don’t know how else to deal with him. You’re new, you go down, intrigued to see the ‘monster’ people are talking about. And you ‘accidentally’ set a really horny Jotun Loki loose…

Feels Like Death - Reader is on her period and miserable and Loki saves the day

Loki one shots:

The Courting of Lady Sigyn - Loki realizes he wants his friendship with Sigyn to become more

Too Much Mischief - NSFW - Sigyn gets called to teach her husband a lesson for causing too much mischief around the tower

Loki Other:

Of Numbers and Strange Friendships - Loki & Spiderman PLATONIC - Loki and Peter Parker somehow forge a friendship after one flippant comment. No one on the team quite understands how it happened. But it seems to do the god some good to have Peter as a friend.

Winter Soldier x OFC

Alpha and Omega - The Avengers rescue a werewolf from Hydra. Can she warm the Winter Soldier’s heart?

Captain America x reader:

Savior from Fangirls - Steve needs a date to a charity gala and you get voluntold to accompany him… despite of, or because of your crush

Friendly Face - You help Captain America as he’s fleeing from shield the day he wakes from the ice

Original works:

Child of Darkness - A vampire’s slave escapes and fights for her freedom.

Daughter of the Night (sequel to Child of Darkness)

Chosen - Shapeshifters are immune from becoming vampires. What will happen to Samantha when she suddenly finds herself Chosen?

#loki #fanfiction #loki odinson #Loki laufeyson

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shittysawtraps · 10 months

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Hello [redacted].

You know who you are. You have shown time and time again you feel no remorse for the hurt and pain you forced your own children through.

You abused your eldest daughter, constantly degrading were for being Autistic while claiming to were to be Autistic yourself. This psychiatric report says otherwise; you lied to were. You told were that were wasn’t as good as were younger sister and step-siblings.

But the worst crime isn’t even the abuse. You’ve now decided to hide behind a false name and persona to escape your crimes, while throwing the entire Trans community under the bus with 0 regard for the consequences your actions will bring to them.

Jail couldn’t hold you. And you were never going to learn a thing. But now, you will be forced to. Before you is a series of games that will push your senses to their limits. You will bleed, you will be blinded and deafened, you will starve and thirst, and yet it will not stop. The only way out is through the very little girl you abused all those years ago. But, if you are as “smart” as you think you are, you’ll recognise that the little girl is long gone and cannot help you now.

In other words; you burned your bridges. None of your family want you. Let’s hope your serial killer ghost of a ‘boyfriend’ will save you from the torment you enforced on your own child.

And don’t think death is an escape. Were Gods are waiting for you; Fenrir loves putting an abuser in their place. Specifically; into his jaws. Loki hates abusers with all his guts. You managed to make the chaotic neutral God of change and mischief infuriated. He loves playing tricks; who knows what he will do? Sigyn will show you no compassion. For you deserve none. Angrboda will show you the true rage of a mother scorned. Jormungandr will make you feel powerless. And Hel will not let you return to the living to “make amends”, no matter what you plead. And maybe, just maybe, that little girl’s grandfather, the man you scorned the minute you laid a finger on were, will watch. Silent. Unmoving. You rejected his help long ago. Why would he want to help now?

Make like Emperor Belos and die, you miserable excuse for a human being. No one will remember you. No one will mourn you. And, I hope that I shouldn’t have to spell this out; your spirit is not welcome around your “daughter”. Ever. If you try, then I know for a fact were will curse you. Show you the monster you created.

You will not see the light of day again.

#submission #shitty saw traps #tw child abuse #cw child abuse #references to Norse pagan gods #consider this me purging negative energy from myself #also my pronouns are were/weres (like WEREwolves)#just to help this make sense

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blindtaleteller · 6 months

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thank you for previous explain. It was so long and detailed. I had now another question. About lady's life in Asgard. Sigyn x Loki for me. And Sigyn is not warrior, but typical lady. Can you write something about it?

Honestly if you're looking for an example of that in canon MCU, much of Frigga's character and especially her surroundings as expressed on screen does have quite a few examples.

In fact, we aren't even given the idea she can still fight until she absolutely has to in The Dark World.

And, it's in Dark World (and a little of both Ragnarok [geh] and Endgame if you take both the premise of the Valkyries and the time travel scenes in it seriously) that we are given those examples.

Remember, whether they are fighters themselves or not: if they're Asgardian, they're still raised as a part of that previously mentioned warmongering imperialist society: and that would be (as also told to us in their dialogue about Jane and Sif, and their King Odin's expectations) even more strictly observed by someone like a lady in that kind of royalist/imperialist hierarchy, rather than a warrior.

That is why I say 'much' of Frigga's character and surroundings.. but not all. It's not the fighting you need to look at, though that can help. It's her mannerisms, her rooms (look at TDW including the fight with Malekith), her maids, and more. Frigga is, as Queen and even without the fight or ability itself: the top and more importantly leading example of what to expect of a lady of the royal court: as she should be in that kin of society.

And that's also VERY probably why she doesn't fight in any of THor 2011 on screen: even when Laufey shows up, regardless of her being nearer to the main palace then, than she was in TDW: where she was shown being in a separate side palace at least a few miles away when Algrim/Kurse broke out of the dungeon: all the way up until her life, and Jane's, are in immediate danger after having left that portion of the palace during the attack that Kurse opened the shields to manage.

(Which side note was REEEEALLY questionable at the time with a human housing an infinity stone in tow at the time, but is neither here nor there with other things taken into account... just a very dangerous for Jane choice, given what enemies they did have even without the elves being taken into account.. but eh, it is canon and it does fit the flavors of Asgard's, Odin's, and Frigga's own arrogance and ignorance in regards to Asgard's 'impervious' mindset state, as far as the upper echelons of their society seems to be concerned as portrayed on screen.)

In a way, it's made pretty clear that while Frigga still retains much of her skills as a fighter and mage/witch (Or the daughter of three witches at least as we also now know through canon dialogue:) the things she does and doesn't do, while also comparing that to someone like Brunhilde (aka Valkyrie) and how they were clearly recieved during and well after their term as an active female-only fighting force, the canon makes it pretty clear that unless they do retain that fighter status, women (perhaps including the queen) either do not tend to hold as much sway or dignity in other pursuits outside the household.

In other words and as an canon example.. even as the other ruler on the throne and his adoptive mother; Frigga is easily able to set aside the throne and any responsibility for doing so even in that situation. Regardless of, the fact that; at that point the situation is that Jotunheim had declared war in response to Thor's treasonous invasion, and regardless of being closest to Loki (we know this through the words of every character in the family: Thor says it repeatedly, Odin goads and attempts to guilt trip him with that close relationship too, and Frigga does the same with her own wierdness during her conversation with him in TDW's dungeon cell scene) knowing full well not only what she was asking of Loki, but also what Loki was going through in having just recently discovered that he wasn't only not of the same species: but on top of that was Laufey's biological son AND Jotunheim's only known of prince. Whom, Odin admitted he had taken to 'forge a permanent peace.'

A peace that, probably wouldn't have happened anyway if he and it had been handled just as poorly as well, it was.

Think about that for a little bit; really think about it: and the fact that she did so, while playing the part and claiming she was closest to him and cared about him the most.

That canonically casts some seriously gross and awkward truths into the realm of how their their relationship actually is versus how Frigga and the rest of them tried to paint it. As well as touching her own guilt evasion there too: and is something that both in the first Thor and the second film both: Frigga absolutely side steps taking any responsibility for, as the mother, the mentor, and the lady who raised him with that lie: regardless of their supposed closeness.

And, why that's important? Is because, under that king, husband and society as it goes: she is not just allowed to do that without complaint from any of the above, their society OR the foster-brother that she raised and lied to right next to him: she's allowed to thrive and remain in her position STILL without that question or any apparent explanation of ANY of those nuances or her part in putting him in charge in taht mental and emotional state; well after the fact and into 2013 two years later.

When she refers to that massive erasure of not just who but WHAT he is? Frigga almost always shifts that blame fully onto Odin in her dialogue; and steers as hard as she can away from words reminding the viewer that, she was Odin's wife and partner: through all of that. Instead, it's always 'your father' or 'he' rather than 'we' or 'he and I.'

Which is very blatantly another portion of Loki's response in this same scene when asked 'And am I not your mother..?' because, he's right in every form of the answer.

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It's -possible- that she was being honest about her relationship with Loki, at least later on? But it's -not- very -probable-, or believable at that stage.. and her lack of self awareness and ownership of her part even when alone with him in Thor 2011 (not to mention carrying that on a year later in Dark World) makes that very hard to miss as a thing in truth: especially with the given facts being that this went on for over a thousand years.. and still over all that time she didn't have enough regard, respect, or love for her supposed favorite son, to even hint at any of his origins even after she taught him to shapeshift or cast illusions herself, to change the outcome.

And again.. no one raised a question as to why. Or held her accountable. No one questioned the one person in the royal family who was capable of taking Loki's place on the throne back in 2011 either.

Given how little we see women in honored fighting positions in Asgardian culture, and are given the very blatant information between the films that it's been literal centuries since even since a female fighting force has been a thing, PLUS the literal views we've been given with Sif as the only woman in the training yard in modern eras...?

It's pretty likely that raised-in bit of social ugly is pretty well dug into their society as well.

Again and that said: figuring out how a lady rather than a fighter might run her life, or fit in at those upper tiers without picking up a weapon: has been put on some display.

Asgard has a very wonky, heavy half ren/medieval approach to their upper heirarchy on display, complete with ladies in waiting (which Tony takes a little off jab at in GROUNDED too lol,) and healers especially seeming to be a majorly female profession.

There wasn't a single dude in that scene with Jane that wasn't either royalty or a guard, if you look at it again. Every single one of the healers is a woman.)

That mentioned, another place to look for examples, are again: Frigga's personal surroundings. And Dark World gives us a good look at those.

One thing to note, is that besides the healers: pretty much every Asgardian lady has armor in some portion of their wardrobe. Whether that's a breastplate, vanbraces (wrist/forearm,) gorgets (neck guard, like Loki's) or something else to accompany their dresses.

Vanbraces (Thor 2011)

Vanbraces and Archer's breastplate (Dark World Dungeon Scene)

Vanbraces, Pauldron, and partial Chestplate (Dark World, final scene)

There are moments when we see her and them without armor pieces (or in some scenes with even fewer of them at least, like teh carefully disguised set in the top gif) but for the most part those outfits are reserved for really important parties that are the equivalent of formal-dress parties: in which case we can see that even Sif doesn't escape from the expectation of wearing a literal dress: though even then.. hers is the odd one out of the others shown/on display in the room as far as style:

Which tells us a couple of things, but first and foremost and something that makes sense in their culture: is that even if they're not mainline fighters, and having been invaded enough to need and upkeep those shields in the first place?

Other than fancy events/celebrations and or coronations? The armor pieces are definitely as much local every day cultural fashion thing, as they are functional in some cases.

It's pretty likely that even the ladies of the court at least know and are expected to upkeep at least minor skills in self defense, if not the defense of their own homes: and are probably taught to do so from a very young age. They're not going to be as good at it outside of their own personal territory, or a territory they know well like say the Valkyrie were supposed to be, as the equivalent of a special forces military task unit: but they probably are expected.

Another side note..? This above, is ultimately; also among the forgiving reasons I don't question why Frigga went to the main palace outside of her taking Jane with her when she went. As Queen and lady of the house under that form of society, it absolutely passes without Jane in tow. However.. without Jane in tow, there's also the bit she couldn't have known at the time; that the writers did of course .. the fact that any of the elves were even alive and kicking. [And gee; thanks for that again Bor, lol! like father like son, I guess? Bor, his son, and said son's wife DO seem to have a habit of -not- telling their kids about world and universe ending enemies being alive after the fact, don't they? coughcoughHELAcoughcough.. XD]

There is one other bit, besides that: that we do get about the society from all that too though. At least about the surviving upper echelons of the ruling class: and that is?

That Odin had a really tight reign on the upper royals and his fighting forces surviving the Great Wars as King.. lips and all: unless amongst the entirety of their armies, council, other generals (besides Hela, which HOO is that a whole conversation unto itself Loki and Laufey related when you look at that timeline with Hela in it omg..) and pretty much every lady in waiting, servants .. or just other lords and ladies? Just didn't notice a surprise baby that the Queen -didn't- give birth to, was randomly being presented as a new baby prince to the Asgardian Empire. Which.. is next to impossible; especially when you take into account that this wasn't another country he took this kid from, or a society unfamiliar with magic: he took Loki from an entirely differing species and PLANET elsewhere in the universe in the middle of the last battle of one of the largest and bloodiest wars in their generation: and forced passing him off as his own.

Even if, he did manage that; maybe sequestering his wife and passing Loki off as a twin or some shizz? Someone if not a whole lot of someones probably knew.. but especially the healer or healers who would have treated any wounds throughout Loki's lifetime.

We could, almost say that they could have presented him as an adopted Asgardian kid.. and maybe he and Frigga did, to some of them on the sly to help keep it under wraps.. but that doesn't fit how their relationship is depicted, shown or talked about prior to or even after the reveal of his species and bloodline at all, either.

And that still wouldn't pass the first time this kid hurt himself, or was injured in battle under the scrutiny of an uninformed healer's ability in that society, with magic and high tech and more very much at their fingertips and in their alliances and enemies too, to be recognized.

Meaning, at least a portion of the populace closest to the crown, and especially those types old enough to have taken part in the last of the Great Wars or tending Loki as he grew and fought and more as a captive prince: were either just as complacent or, shut up by either if not both portions of the crown house really damned fast and really efficiently likely through threat, exile or worse. Keep in mind, the Great Wars and especially that one was still freshly finished, and they made a great show of making sure we knew there would be problems having the future ruler of the enemy they had been killing for an un-foretold length of time next to the crown in how even mention of Jotnar was allowed to form in Asgardian society: through Loki's words, through Thor's reactions and words, through Odin and through Frigga too.

The hate was strong enough even a thousand years plus of Odin's rule with Loki as prince later, that Thor thought it was A-Okay to go ahead and invade the planet and restart that war, against the literal warnings not just from every single person around him before he did it: and not just warned but told outright by his father and the King 'don't you fuckin' dare' well before even that.

That.. is the kind of society and expectations, an Asgardian Lady would have been raised into and led by along with the rest.

All that said, this is getting long; and there are metas rather than canon they come from that I could mention regarding Vanaheim as the most prevalent colony of Asgardians/partial Asgardians too, but.. we don't get a whole lot of them or their off world society other than to know that Odin doesn't care about them NEARLY as much: or at least not enough to even provide them defensive cannons or other defenses that Asgard otherwise VERY clearly has and has had for literal ages as put on display in the Dark World.

Being a woman in that society would probably be a very, well...

Probably, brainwashed to accept a lowered expectation of self worth over all, without the ability to fight on a greater tier than just home and self defense. And those who don't fall into those already asserted social standards would definitely be outliers if not outcasts. We have Loki himself and how Frigga's skills are viewed and worded even by her own family, as example of that.

So.. that's a lot to keep in mind but.. yeah. It is there, and more that; I probably haven't touched or missed while in the process of going on and explaining that.

For Sigyn though, for me: I do have some planned for her but as she doesn't exist in the MCU and adapting her would for me have to take all of that in mind: that is being approached very back burner for late Vestibule 2 (after Mixology) and Vestibule 3 as what ultimately boils down to an OC version of her. In part because I like that character in real life lore, and Skadi's character: and when I do write for them both.. I want to try and convert them to fit into the MCU base in a way that feels right to me.

Which is going to be rough when getting into more detailed versions of stuff like the very brief mentions of Skadi's tale and others I've already done in fics like Simon Says/Bail: given the MCU is twice removed from actual Norse Mythos; being Asgard in the MCU is more loose in being based off of Marvel, which in turn is then just as loose in the comics' basing their characters from that Norse Mythos.

Also, am tired .. is eleven PM lol sorry for not continuing, and getting extra rambly. But will add more pretty pictures to make up for it a lil bit? lol

If you have more questions or want some elaboration on anything, by all means feel free to send me asks just like this one.

I generally try to answer pretty quickly when I see them lol.

#Ladies of Asgard #examples given #it's pretty open #but there are established rules shown and in some rare places told #at least as far as the MCU version is concerned #I am very interested in doing at least two Unis with if not more with Sigyn though #that's always been a plan #Asgard lore #Asgard on screen examples #MCU Asgard #MCU #Lokiverse references #also armor references #blacksmithing study sometimes comes in handy.#editted a bit cause I hate typos #especially overly dumb plabet typos lol

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lokisprettygirl · 2 years

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Can I get a request for where Loki and female reader arguing how Loki is a bit insensitive sometimes and the argument gets a big heated but reader says something like "I get it I'm just a pathetic little mortal" and Loki realizes how much that hurts her and hugs her and cuddles are an apologizes so much and he'll change. (Sorry I suck at explaining)

I changed it a little bit, the prompt is still there though 💚

Warning: Angst, heartbreak, trust issues, emotionally unavailable loki

If you had to describe Loki in one word, sensitive wouldn't make it. When you met him he was brash and mean, sure he flirted with you like how he did with everyone with a running pulse but he wasn't a man of emotions you could tell. He was aloof, guarded, the only emotions he expressed were those of annoyance and anger.

He even called you a stupid little mortal when you bumped into him the first time. His brows were scrunched, nose flaring like a bull. How dare you bump into the god of mischief? It truly was a miracle that you actually fell for him, maybe you had a liking for masochism because you didn't understand how on earth you managed to fall for the most emotionally dense person.

Maybe it was because of how he treated you when you got hurt during the Ultron attack. You almost died and he was the one who was there by your side at every step of healing, nursing you back to health, taking care of you and getting you whatever you needed. You didn't get it twisted though, he still was the same insensitive Loki, scoffing and rolling his eyes whenever you annoyed him but you knew he cared. He cared a lot.

The relationship just happened, there was an unspoken agreement between you two, he didn't claim his lifelong love for you nor did you ask him out on a date, you all were celebrating Stark's birthday so you put on a dress for a change. Then he saw you dancing with Steve of all people and his jaw clenched.

"Why were you dancing with that righteous buffoon? I truly thought you had a finer taste in men darling" he snickered and you crossed your arms.

"You don't get to judge my taste" you huffed and he was amused.

"You are pretty today" he smirked.

"I know" you smirked as well.

"You should thank me for the compliment" his teeth gritted.

"You are so ridiculous" you rolled your eyes in response.

"I am going to kiss you now" he walked closer to you as his voice raised.

"Huhh I dare you to do it because I'm going to kiss you back" you raised your voice to equate his tone and he just grabbed your face and kissed you. That was it, he didn't have to serenade you or impress you with fancy dates, you just felt as if you belonged with him. You knew he was loyal to you and you were his lady like he told you.

During the course of the relationship, you tried your best to understand him as much as you could, but he was still an enigma. You had never seen a man so out of touch with his emotions. But then you found out that his past was what turned him into this, Thor spilled some tea during breakfast once,

"Thor, can I ask a personal question?" You looked at him and he smirked. He knew it was about his brother.

"Go ahead lady y/n"

"Has Loki ever been in love?"

"Lady y/n if you were a native of Asgard you wouldn't have this query at all, the tale of Loki and his beloved Sigyn is still being shared to this day" he smiled and you raised your eyebrows in confusion

"Our Loki fell in love with a lady there , her name was Sigyn, she was the eldest daughter of Allfather's advisor. They both vowed to live together and die together and they loved each other for hundreds of years but then Lady Sigyn fell in love with the Prince of Alfheim and our Loki was left alone, shattered and heartbroken. The day his beloved got betrothed he went inside his chamber and we didn't see him for a long time, he didn't leave those walls for a year"

That's when you realized that he wasn't emotionally stunted, he was completely heartbroken. He got his emotions crushed so severely that he was afraid to love anymore, to trust anymore, to give himself so deeply again.

That gave you a different perspective about him, so you stopped bugging him to open up to you. He didn't say much with words but his actions spoke a lot. He loved you and you felt it.

But then you were only a human, an emotionally sensitive human that craved words of affirmation sometimes.

"How could you miss my birthday loki?" Your eyes teared up and he sighed.

"Look I apologized several times, honestly what do you want me to do y/n?" He crossed his arms and tears spilled down from your eyes, that softened his features but he didn't budge from his place.

"I just want you to tell me that you care"

"Really? We are back to that now? Why you mortals are such sensitive beings, for norns sake it's just a birthday, it comes every year" he mumbled and it made you gasp.

"Right you are right, it's my fault to expect a birthday wish from the man that I love.."

"Don't do that now.." he interjected but you stopped him.

"No no you are absolutely right .I'm just a stupid little mortal afterall "

You grabbed your bag and stormed out of the room. You didn't want to fight with him but he had the tendency to act like a total ass sometimes.

After a few hours when you returned to the shared room he was sprawled out on the bed, on his side, but he wasn't sleeping. You knew that really well. So you showered and changed into your sleeping clothes. Then you laid down next to him

"I am sorry" he mumbled softly but you didn't respond "Say something will you?" You didn't say anything again.

"Really darling? Normally you keep going on and on about every menial complexities but now you are giving me the silent treatment when we are in the middle of a serious quarrel?"

You turned to your side and faced away from him, he heard your sobs and that's when his own eyes teared up. He never wanted to hurt you like this, but he didn't know how to love you the way you wanted him to. He gave his all to someone who didn't deserve it and now he was incapable of giving his love to someone who deserved it truly, who tolerated his mood swings, who was willing to love him at his worst. You shouldn't even be here after the way he treated you on your birthday but you came back because you knew he despised sleeping alone.

He scooted closer to you, wrapped his arms around you and pulled you into him, your back pressed against his chest and you felt his lips pressing soft kisses on your neck.

"Why do you tolerate me y/n? I don't deserve it, you don't deserve this" he whispered softly so you turned around to look at him.

"Because I love you, so do you love me or do you just love having someone around?"

Your eyes filled with fresh tears and so did his. That moment was the moment of awakening for him, he was going to open up to you finally because he didn't want to lose you too. He can't survive another heartbreak, he was lucky to even find someone again.

"I love you darling, I do love you" he pressed a kiss on your forehead and you sighed.

"What is it loki? What makes you feel as if you can't talk to me about your feelings?" he sighed as you said that

"Fear"

"Fear of what?"

"Fear of you leaving me to fend for myself once I have given you every little piece of me" he pulled away from you and sat up on the bed, he was already feeling weak because of that confession, he was feeling how he used to feel before. That man was weak and he wasn't strong enough to be that man anymore.

"Oh loki" you jolted up and grabbed his hands in yours before his thoughts would wander "I know you have been hurt before Loki, I know your heart was broken by someone you trusted fully. But you need to know that I'm not her" he looked at you and he shook his head.

"I never compared you to her darling, it's not you that scares me, it's me, I got all in..I allowed that relationship to consume me, I made her the reason for my happiness and my sorrows. I nearly killed myself when she chose someone else over me. For months only one thought bothered me, that I wouldn't be in so much of agony if I didn't share so much of me with her. It wouldn't hurt so bad If I hadn't allowed her to learn all of my insecurities and see me at my most vulnerable. All the flaws that I carried with me, she knew of them, and she chose someone that didn't have those flaws, that crushed me "

You wrapped your arms around his neck and hugged him tightly. His words hurt you deeply, but you could never even imagine hurting him like that. You'd never choose anybody else over him, even with his flaws and quirks you knew he just wanted to be loved.

"I know baby I know it hurts, and you didn't deserve all that pain. But you have to let that hurt go baby. By doing this you are not preventing your heart from being hurt again, you are preventing yourself from healing, you need to let go so you can heal" he wrapped his arms around you and then you heard him sniffing so you just held him tightly and caressed his back, you knew that it wasn't the words he wanted to hear in that moment. It was your touch, your company, it was the security that he needed.

"I'm sorry darling, I am so sorry for being so awful with you, don't leave me please, I'll get better I promise" he mumbled between his sobs so you pulled away and kissed his forehead.

"I won't leave, I promise okay? If I wanted to I would have. I love you loki and I just want you to be happy.. want you to be happy with me, I need you to open your heart and trust me, can you do that please?"

He nodded as you said that even though he knew it wouldn't be so easy, he has been bottling up his feelings since she left him. He swore to never feel so strongly for anyone again but then he met you, he has hurt you plenty already and he didn't want to do it anymore. He wanted to heal so he could treat you the way you deserved to be treated.

Of Course it didn't happen overnight, he had his setbacks, sometimes he went back to his shell again but you didn't give up on him, you brought him out, held his hands and you stood by his side. And everytime he noticed even a smidgen of hurt on your face his heart clenched and melted into a puddle, the heart that he sure thought didn't even beat anymore.

All he knew was that he wasn't going to punish you and himself for her mistakes anymore.

#loki #loki x female reader #loki x reader fluff #loki x reader angst #loki x reader #loki x reader insert #loki x reader fic #loki x you #asks requests #loki fics #loki oneshot

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majorshatterandhare · 7 months

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Thinking about Sigyn (the song). Every single line in that song is good.

We see Sigyn soften immediately upon seeing Loki. Before finding Loki, when she’s talking to the other rebels she is already talking about Loki; Sigyn was already thinking about Loki and then she *found* her, that must’ve felt like a miracle.

In Loki (song) we see Loki being angry-confused, while in Sigyn (song) we see her being more sad/scared-confused.

“This time I’ll stay” is always interesting to me.

And I adore Loki’s lines here: “I don’t recall / Not me at all / She’s still enthralled;” she doesn’t remember but there’s something there she does know. I really like how Loki’s memory is shown in the album.

Sigyn says “you’ve come back to me and I don’t care why” and I have thoughts about that but I’m having trouble putting them into words.

Anyway, I love Loki and Sigyn, both the characters and the songs. I wish we knew more about Sigyn, since she’s really just defined by being a revolutionary and her love for Loki.

#the mechanisms #tbi #loki #sigyn

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rainbowstargazerlilies · 4 months

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Mechs Ships Tournament: Shipping Round 2 Poll 8

Propaganda:

Prison Mechs And Lyf:

One, LOOK AT THEM!!! THEY FIT TOGETHER SO WELL AND GIRBIFJRJE AHHHHHH. Like, prison mechs is good, wonderful we love it, Violinspector is wonderful, idiots in love. Put the two TOGETEHR!! perfect ship, 20/10 it's canon to me. They love Lyf so much and Lyf loves them too but they are so annoyed at them all the time in that "gods damnit. I love you three but please for the love of the gods stop." Also the idea of Marius, Raph, n Ivy trying to woo Lyf while they are still an Inspector is so silly cause I can see it working everytime but they CANT DO SHIT ABOUT IT and girbgijrjr. And if you give me a moment to indulge in my own brand of insanity that is creature mechs, them calling Lyf "pretty bird" cause it flutters them every time. It used to work on Raph but doesn't anymore cause she's used to it and tiehfjrhjfjrj. I'm not normal about them lol

violinspecter: the stars claim them fanfictoon. more people added for more cool relationships and stuff, also i love the prison mechs

if you don’t ship it have you even listened to expert testimony????

Think about them. Just think about them. Words are not wording but oh my god think about them. You want fic recs? I can give you fic recs. Please they are so special to me.

prison mechs!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! lyf!!!!!! what more is there to say

#AHHHHHH GC I C B DGHTHH#THEM THEM THEM THEM THEM-#SAVE ME PRISON MECHS AND LYF#PRISON MECHS AND LYF#PRISON MECHS AND LYF SAVE ME (tags via @analog-cottage-gore)

Ashes/Tim:

that fanart wirh tim in the red dress tis one: https://www.tumblr.com/reegis/728023603994574848/have-you-considered-volunteering-for-acheron?source=share

Just. Ackhfjsgdjs. Pretty people <33333333

they played canon relationships (loki/Sigyn, Osiris/Isis) and fanon (Persephone/Hades) for me not to ship them outright

Round-up for the round here

#Mechs ships tournament #the mechs #the mechanisms #shipping round 2 #tournament poll #spumblr #marius von raum #ivy alexandria #raphaella la cognizi #lyfrassir edda #ashes o'reilly #gunpowder tim

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sigyn-foxyposts · 11 days

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The party!

Loki is upset he can't go to a party because Sigyn thanked him no. He really wants to take her with him, but can't force her.

So he has other ideas in mind for it to work!

Which fails miserably..

"Fine if you're not going, I'm going alone!"

"Alright dear, have a good time!"

"Alone! All lonely and unprotected, harmed at any moment-"

"Stay safe then, bring a weapon and don't cause any trouble!"

"I will cause lots of trouble and get super drunk in the process!"

"If that is your type of fun, go for it!"

"And I'll flirt with a lot of women.. And men!"

"Fair, you could work on your charisma~"

Sigyn giggles softly while Loki stared at her, speechless for a moment before continuing.

"And I'll get someone pregnant or get pregnant myself..!"

"I doubt you want to go through either of those sanarios again. Besides the twins are enough work, don't you think?"

"Okay true, maybe not that.. But I'll kill someone! I'll commit arson-"

"As long as you come back with all your limbs, don't threaten anyone, make their friends and family watch. Do it in a secrate area in Asgard. Do it only if they deserved it and or spoke ill about our family. Oh and please do it quick and painless!"

Loki blinks at her, out of ideas and words.

"There absolutely nothing I can say or do to make you join me..is there?"

"Sorry sweetheart, there's no chance. Also you're such a try hard~"

"Stop teasing!"

#norse mythology #sigyn #loki #logyn #loki x sigyn #random sanarios in my head #again!!#yipieee #sanarios #the fact im basing this off me and my partners goofy aa conversations! 😭

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november-rayne · 9 months

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Chapter Thirty-Two: The Reception

Summary: Odin gives Asgard another reason to celebrate.

Word Count: 4600

Rating: Mature

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

*Minors DNI*

Chapter Index

The newlyweds were escorted out of the front of the arena to their awaiting carriage. It was open-air in style, gold exterior with plush green velveteen benches. Pulled by twin black mares dressed in gold. Loki held his wife’s train as she climbed in, then joined her by her side. Two footmen climbed onto the back, and the driver took the seat at the front.

“Ready to head back, Your Highnesses?”

“Lead the way, good man.” Loki smiled at the driver as he took up the reins.

Einherjar followed as the carriage pulled away. Next in the procession was the King’s coach, followed by His Lordship.

The visitors who did not fit in the arena were waiting just outside the gates. Loud cheers and applause followed them out to the forest. The couple waved and smiled at the crowds. Sigyn even blew kisses to the children they passed.

As they entered the forest, they got a short reprieve from the people. They settled back on the bench and twined their hands together.

“You took my breath away today,” Loki said as he held her chin in his hand, watching her fidelity swirl around her like a leaf caught in the wind.

“Do you like the dress? I had them change the neckline last minute. I love the way you look at me in off-the-shoulder gowns.”

“Am I so obvious?” Loki chuckled as he ran his fingers down the side of her neck, across her collarbone, and over her shoulder.

“The eyes do not lie.” She leaned over and kissed him.

“I love your dress, my sweet. I had to stop myself from falling to my knees when I saw you walking toward me.”

She put her hand on his chest and smiled widely. “I had to stop myself from sprinting to the altar; you looked so good standing there. My handsome husband. Please say you will let me braid your hair sometime?”

“I would enjoy that.” He picked up her hand from his chest and kissed her on her ring.

“This ring is breathtaking. I love it so much.” She held out her hand to admire it.

“I am happy you like it.”

“I love it.” She kissed him sweetly on the lips. “Did you choose this yourself?”

“I did. But I did show it to your mother first. She seemed to think it was suitable.”

“She was right. I will never take it off.” She looked down at Loki’s flat gold band. “Were you hoping for something more… just more?”

“No, sweetling, this is perfect.” He traced his thumb over the smooth metal.

“Your hands are already so beautiful. I did not want your ring competing.”

“My hands are beautiful?” He chuckled.

“Oh, yes! So large,” she picked up his hand and held it up to hers, “Your hand makes mine look tiny. They are strong yet gentle when gentleness is called for. You move your hands with such fluidity and grace. It is mesmerizing.” She flipped his hand over and ran her fingers over his palm.

“The daggers you fight with do not leave callouses in the same manner that swords do, so your hands are soft on my skin. And these devious fingers… mmmm… I have had pleasant dreams about these long, agile fingers.” She placed his hand on the side of her face and nuzzled his palm.

He was about to offer to let her sit on his fingers when she looked at him with sweet eyes and asked how he was feeling today.

“I am much improved. No need to worry about me.” He leaned over and kissed her sweetly. Holding her head in his hand, he pulled back to look at her adoringly. “You are my wife.”

“I know! Finally.” She laughed, “I have been dreaming of this day since I was a small child.”

“I never thought I would have a wife.”

“That just proves that you do not know everything.” She wiggled her left hand at him, showing off her ringed finger.

“I know you love me,” he grinned at her.

“I do. I am madly in love with you. I love you so deeply it hurts.”

He cocked one eyebrow up at her. “Tell me where it hurts, kitten. Let me kiss it and make it better.”

She smacked his arm, “Behave. We are almost out of the forest.”

“Fine,” he laughed. “At least let me hold you until we are back in the public eye.”

She snuggled closer to his side, and he tucked her under his arm. Her tiara was poking him under his chin.

“Can we lose the regalia for a moment, Princess?”

“Okay. But only for a moment. I may sleep in it. I love it so much.”

“As long as it is the only thing you wear when you come to bed.”

Sigyn laughed as she held the delicate tiara in her lap. “Are you telling me I should not have spent a small fortune on new lingerie?”

“Hmmm… I think naked is better. But do wear all the pieces for me to try and change my mind.”

oOXOo

Bells were ringing in the capital as they made their way back to the palace. As they entered the palace gates, they smiled and waved to the citizens as they passed.

Loki helped Sigyn out of the carriage and made their way up the stone stairs to the courtyard. The gathered crowd started calling for a kiss.

“Should we give the people what they want?” Loki asked when they made it to the top of the steps.

“I think it would be in bad form not to.”

“Hold onto your tiara, my sweet.”

Before Sigyn could process what he had just said, Loki had her in his arms and was dipping her backward. Her hand flew to catch her tiara as his lips claimed hers. The crowd erupted. He broke the kiss and grinned at her.

“Stand me up this instant, Mischief.”

He gave her a quick peck on the lips, then swiftly pulled her up to standing. She adjusted her tiara and then pulled him down for another kiss. This one lingered. Slow and sultry.

“That was a proper kiss, Your Highness.” She breathed against his mouth as she pressed her forehead to his.

“Kiss me like that again, and I will take you right here on these stones.”

She let out a breathy laugh, “Promise?”

He gave her a low growl and pulled her hips against his, “Would you like that, kitten?” His voice was low and close to her ear, “Would you like for me to fuck you while all of Asgard watches?”

Heat instantly coursed through her entire body. A scarlet blush painted her neck and chest, and she let out a stuttered breath.

“Oh, you would, wouldn’t you? Are you wet just thinking about it?” He ran his thumb over her bottom lip.

She swallowed thickly, “Maybe.”

“Have you participated in exhibitionism before? Or is it just something you read about in your naughty books?”

She shook her head, “No.” She licked her lips, “I am unfamiliar in both regards.”

“Oh, we are going to have so much fun together.” He kissed her forehead slowly before turning to watch as the King’s coach pulled into the roundabout.

Sigyn hadn’t even heard the coach approaching. She quickly tried to regain her composure as the King, Queen, and Crown Prince made their way to the stairs. Loki had a Cheshire grin on his face as Thor bounded up the steps two at a time. He pulled him into a firm bear hug.

“Congratulations, Baby Brother!”

“Easy on the ribs, please.” Loki managed to squeak out.

“Sorry.” He released him and held him by the shoulders. “You are a married man!” He shook his head, “I cannot believe it! And such a pretty wife.” He turned his attention to Sigyn.

She curtsied, “Thank you, Your Highness.”

“What are you doing, Princess?” He picked her up and twirled her, “You are my sister-by-law now. You do not have to curtsey to me any longer, and you may call me as Loki does.”

She smiled sweetly at him, “I appreciate that, but I would not feel comfortable calling you a big lumbering oaf.”

He let out a booming laugh, and Loki chuckled as he smiled proudly, “One hour as your wife, and she is already wielding your clever barbs.”

“Do not fault me, Brother. She has always been quick with a retort. She burned me the day of our betrothal, right here on this very spot. Do you remember that, darling?”

“Ah, yes. How could I forget? I met the man I was to marry for the first time, and he presented himself looking like something the cat coughed up and smelling of tavern whores. It was made worse when he stood here mute and slack-jawed in front of his people. He made himself an easy target.”

“I was overwhelmed by your beauty.”

“And I was overwhelmed by your breath.”

Thor howled with laughter, “He was retching his guts out moments before you met.”

“Well, it has all worked out, has it not?” She looked up at Loki with stars in her eyes. Her fidelity flared brightly, causing Thor’s fits of laughter to taper off.

Loki brought her hand to his lips and kissed it, “Better than I could have ever imagined.”

The trio bowed to the King and Queen as they reached the top of the stairs. Frigga moved straight to Sigyn, taking her head in her hands.

“Oh, my sweet daughter. What a joyous day!” She pulled her into a warm embrace. “I could not be happier that you are part of our family now.”

“Thank you, Your Majesty. I am so grateful to have been welcomed so warmly.”

“Please, call me Mother.” She pulled back to look at her with tears in her eyes.

oOXOo

The Royal family stood at the front entry of the palace and welcomed their esteemed guests as they arrived. Sigyn could not recall ever receiving so many hugs in her life. Loki had to lean over and tell her the names and titles of many of the guests. Aside from the Gods, Goddesses, and her own family and friends, most of the people attending the feast were Asgardian nobles, political allies of the King, or people Odin wanted to gain favor with. Sigyn had extensively studied Odin’s and Frigga’s family trees so she would not accidentally embarrass herself in front of her new family.

One of the wedding planners approached Sigyn from behind, “Excuse me, Your Highness?”

After a moment, Sigyn looked to Loki to see why he had not responded to her.

“She was talking to you, Princess,” Loki chuckled.

“Right.” She shook her head, embarrassed. “Yes?”

“Your parents have moved to a parlor to rest before the reception begins. I wanted to see if you would like to take this opportunity to rest your feet and keep them company for a little while.”

She looked to Loki, “Go, sweetling. There is no need for both of us to be here to greet these bloated sycophants.”

The man in front of Loki huffed in indignation.

“Not you, of course, Ambassador.” Loki shook his hand, “You are most welcome. Thank you for coming.”

The man and his wife went inside, and Loki rolled his eyes behind his back.

He turned back to Sigyn, “Please,” He kissed her forehead, “go see your parents. I will come to find you shortly.”

“Very well. My feet are killing me.” She pressed up to him and planted a kiss on his lips.

“We will be in the blue room, Your Highness, if you would like a respite yourself.”

Loki nodded in thanks and watched as Sigyn disappeared into the palace.

oOXOo

“Just through these doors, Your Highness.”

“Thank you.” Sigyn handed off her bouquet and made her way into the parlor.

Her father was sitting in a plush chair with his feet up on an ottoman, fingers laced over his belly, and his head resting on the back of the chair, eyes closed and mouth agape. Her mother had her shoes off and lounged across a sofa, her head propped on her hand.

At the sound of the door closing behind Sigyn, Lady Anderson looked up, startled. She quickly stood and bent into a deep curtsey.

“Mama, what are you doing? Stop that.” As Astrid righted herself, Sigyn rushed to her mother and put her hands on her shoulders.

“Protocol. You are a Princess, are you not?”

“Don't be silly,” Sigyn said with fresh tears in her eyes. “I am just your daughter. Same as I was this morning. Nothing has changed.”

“Of course, it has.” Her mother placed her hand on Sigyn’s cheek. “You may not have been born a Princess, but you are now, in name and title, a Princess. Married to a Prince and daughter-by-law to the King. Your husband is second in line to the throne. Gods forbid if some bad fortune fell upon Prince Thor before he produces heirs, Prince Loki would be crowned, and you would be Queen of Asgard. I am not telling you anything you do not already know, but you must accept that you will be treated differently. It may make you uncomfortable initially, but there is nothing wrong with expecting the respect your new title deserves.”

“Your mother is right.” Lord Anderson stood up from his chair and bowed to his daughter.

“Papa… Please… I am still just your little pumpkin, remember? I do not want that to change.” She was choking back tears as she went to him, and he pulled her into his arms.

“You will always be my little pumpkin in my heart.” He kissed the top of her head. “But you are a married woman now. You will seek your husband out when you need advice, guidance, or reassurance. You will turn to him when you are troubled. He is now the one responsible for your safety and comfort.” He patted her back and chuckled, “He will be the one to have to endure your tantrums when something does not go your way.”

Sigyn laughed through her tears, “I do not throw tantrums.”

“Regardless, yes, we are still your parents.” Her mother gathered Sigyn’s train and draped it over her arm.

“We will always love you with a ferocity that you will never fully understand until you have your own children. But I cannot treat you like Daddy’s little girl anymore. It is no longer my job to spoil you. You have always been My Princess. Now you are Asgard’s Princess. You must answer to your Royal titles and expect bows and curtsies from everyone, even me.” He rubbed her arms.

“Papa…”

She was unexpectedly mourning her childhood; even though she had been fully grown for ages, this transition into womanhood suddenly felt very abrupt. Even though she had been looking forward to this day since childhood, she was overcome by the realization that she would soon not see her parents every day.

She was sure she would get used to the bowing and curtsying and Royal titles, but the fact that her parents would be returning home in a few short weeks weighed her down more than she thought it would. She was missing them already.

“It is going to be okay. You do not need us anymore.” Her mother patted her back.

“That is not true. Do not say that. I will always need you.” She pulled both of her parents into a hug and cried.

“There, there, pumpkin.” Her father gave her his handkerchief, and she dried her eyes and nose. “If your new husband does his job right, you will be too busy to notice our absence.”

“Erik!”

“What? Our grandchildren are not just going to appear out of thin air. We cannot wish them into existence.”

“I know how it happens. That does not mean that I want to think about my daughter-”

“Enjoying it as much as you do?” The Lord grinned at his wife, watching her get flustered.

“Ahh, enough!” Sigyn’s mother started waving her hands about as if she were trying to shoo the thought from the air around her.

Sigyn clamped her fingers over her mouth and laughed as she watched her parents, “Gods, I am going to miss you two so much.”

When Loki found them a little later, they were all three snuggled on the sofa together, with Sigyn wedged between her parents like a small child, her head on her father’s shoulder as she dozed. Loki smiled as he watched the sweet scene, and then his heart sank; Sigyn looked as if she had been crying. Her cheeks were tear-stained, and her eyelids were pink and puffy.

Loki leaned over and gave the Lord a gentle shake. He opened his eyes and made to move, but Loki stopped him, “Please, do not disturb her. I just need to know if she is all right.” He whispered as he sat on the coffee table in front of him.

“She is fine, Your Highness.” Lord Anderson reassured him in hushed tones, “She just got a little overwhelmed thinking about us going home without her.”

“You know you are welcome to stay for as long as you wish. It has been wonderful having you here. I know my father has enjoyed your company greatly.”

“I have been enjoying my stay immensely but must return to the North. As you will come to learn, running that territory is like running a small kingdom, you never truly get time off.”

“I understand.” Loki reached over and stroked the top of Sigyn’s hand. She was clutching her tiara in her lap. “Did she get any sleep last night?”

“A fair bit. I convinced her to take a sleeping draught. It helped her fall asleep, but she was up before the sun. How about you? How did you manage?”

Loki chuckled, “My brother talked me into drinking with him last night. Sleep came to me easy, but it was very late before I had the heart to send him home.”

“It makes for a long day.” The Lord smiled at him.

Loki nodded and sat there thinking about how to bring up the next subject. “My Lord, I have not had the chance to talk to you since we returned from the hunting trip. I am sure you know by now that a false claim was leveled against me.”

“I heard it from a servant. At first, I was livid, as you can imagine. But Sigyn told me everything, and I… well, I am relieved everything worked out.”

“I just wanted you to know… what I am trying to say is… I vowed to remain faithful to Sigyn. I did not make that vow lightly. My previous lifestyle is firmly behind me. I can assure you.”

Lord Anderson was thoughtful for a moment. “No one goes into a marriage with the intention of being unfaithful. We live very long lives, and you are still very young. Circumstances can change before you know it. You may find yourself called away to war for years on end…” He looked at his sleeping wife, “So far from everything you hold dear.” He took a deep breath and turned his attention back to Loki. “Do you understand what I am saying?”

“Yes, I believe I do.”

“I would ask that you vow to always be honest with my daughter. It is a far worse thing in a marriage to keep secrets. There is a line from a Midgardian poem that goes ‘To err is human; to forgive, divine’...”

“Alexander Pope, An Essay on Criticism, Part Two.” Loki stared at his hand as he twisted his wedding band around his finger. “Essentially, anyone can make a mistake. As a collective, we should aspire to show mercy and offer forgiveness.”

“Yes, that is exactly what I am saying. While I hope it never comes to this, know the truth may sting for a little while, but a lie will ache forever.”

“Thank you.” He nodded. “Yes, I can always promise to be honest with Sigyn. No matter the circumstance.”

“That’s a good man.”

Loki nodded. He kissed his first two fingers, then placed them lightly on Sigyn’s lips as she slept. She stirred momentarily before snuggling back into her father’s side. “It is almost time to head into the Great Hall.”

“How about you go splash some water on your face…” He nodded towards the bathroom door, “…and I will wake the ladies? Sigyn will wake up hungry. You do not want to be in striking distance.”

Loki chuckled, “Here,” He conjured a bowl of plump green grapes, “this might mitigate some of the damage.”

“Do you know how many fits and tantrums could have been avoided if I had that ability?”

“I can imagine.”

oOXOo

The Great Hall was magnificent—the same boughs of flower garlands from the amphitheater decorated every corner of the massive hall. Wisteria hung from the bottoms of the enormous chandeliers and every sconce along the walls. A string quartet perched on the balcony and played gentle music as the guests filed in.

The long tables were set in with the palace’s most elegant crockery. Crystal goblets glimmered in the flickering light put off by the ornate golden candelabras between the centerpieces' lush greenery. There was a lovely note from the bride and groom in each place setting. The entirety of the cavernous space gave off an air of elegance and enchantment.

A special modification to the dais had been constructed, creating a three-tiered bleacher effect from the top down in a truncated pyramid shape. The Royal family, the wedding party, and the members of the Æsir in attendance would sit at the tables along the middle and bottom rows. The top was a flat platform left empty apart from a single golden pedestal.

Once everyone was announced and seated, Odin started the feast. Loki handed off his crown for the night, relieved to be rid of it. Sigyn insisted on keeping hers on with a knowing smile as she turned down the offer to bring it to the vault with Loki’s.

The Great Hall was brimming with celebration. Toasts were made in honor of the bride and groom. Stories were shared. Wine, ale, and mead flowed. Hundreds of servants bustled about to ensure no cups remained empty for too long.

Loki was amazed that Sigyn had managed not to get a single crumb on her dress. She did not refuse any food offered to her as platter after platter was brought around. A wine glass dangled precariously from her fingers as she leaned back in her seat.

“Are you finished, or do you need me to run out and bring back another boar?” Loki teased her when she finally pushed her plate away.

A pretty, pink blush adorned her cheeks from the wine she had consumed, “Ah, my handsome husband, God of Jokes.” She leaned over and kissed him.

A loud cheer when up in the crowd. The men had started draining their cups every time the newlyweds were caught kissing. Sitting on the other side of their parents, Thor called over to his brother, drinking horn raised, “Join us, Brother!”

Loki laughed and gave him a dismissive little wave, “You go right on ahead without me. I would like to remember consummating this union tonight.”

Loki looked at his parents, who were between them, “Apologies, Mother.”

“No apologies needed,” she smiled. “You are a husband now. It is your duty.”

“Finally, a job you are actually qualified for.” Thor drained his mead.

Frigga patted Odin’s arm, “We had better get on with the next part before things get too out of hand.”

“I believe you are right.” The King motioned for Henrik and whispered close to his ear. He nodded in reply and set off again.

“Sigyn, dear, how are you feeling?”

“Oh, I feel wonderful, thank you.” She placed her hand high on Loki’s thigh and took another sip from her wine.

“Sigyn, dearest, the King would like to give you his gift now.”

“Oooh, I love presents.” She grinned back at her.

“No, not a present, dear. A gift.”

“Are they not one and the same?”

Henrik rushed back through and whispered something to the King. Odin nodded in response, and his assistant returned to his place along the wall.

“No, child. They are not one and the same.” The King gave her a knowing smile as he stood.

Sigyn suddenly regretted eating so much while her stomach started doing flips as a hush fell over the Great Hall.

“Tonight is a memorable night, indeed. Today we added a new member to my family. Asgard gained a Princess. We gather here tonight to celebrate the union of Loki and Sigyn. A time so joyous. A day already so memorable.”

The room filled with raucous cheers and applause.

Odin held out his hand to Sigyn. She looked at Loki; he was practically vibrating in his seat with excited energy. Frigga gave her an encouraging look, and Sigyn took the King’s hand as she rose from her seat. He led her up the few wooden steps to the platform above the dais.

Sigyn looked down at her parents. They were holding onto each other’s hands. Her father gave her a small smile as her mother chewed her bottom lip.

Odin held up his hand to hush the crowd. “But we have one more reason to celebrate tonight.

“The day I met Sigyn, I knew right away there was something exceptional in her. Now, anyone who has met Sigyn would say that there is something special about her. She is kind, intelligent, and beautiful. She has a warrior’s spirit and a loving heart.

“But I could see more than just what she allows people to see. I could see something much deeper.” He took her chin in his hand and looked at her. His eyes followed something Sigyn could not see.

“To most of you, you look at Sigyn’s face and see her beautiful green irises. As green as the emeralds mined on her father's ancestral lands. But if you could see past those jewel-toned eyes, as I can, you would see something far more beautiful and rare.

“When I first met Sigyn, these flashes were sporadic, and I thought that maybe what I saw was not permanent or weaker than I had first believed. But after I brought her here to meet my son, what I saw only grew brighter with each passing day.

“I am speaking, of course, of the virtuous element that every Æsir must possess.”

Lady Anderson’s hand flew to her mouth, her eyes wide with shock. Lord Anderson kept his face neutral but focused more intently on the King’s words.

Sigyn’s mind could not comprehend what she was hearing; she stared numbly down at her parents.

Murmurs of excitement rushed through the crowd as a tall, slender Goddess ascended to the platform. She was beautiful. Porcelain skin, cobalt blue eyes, and long honey-colored hair that flowed down her back and stopped past her bottom. A crown of flowers was resting on the top of her head, and a thin pink shawl draped over her elbows. She was barefoot and wore a long, sheer, ivory gown that left nothing to the imagination; there were no undergarments beneath.

A wicker basket was hanging from the crook of her arm. Nestled inside, resting on a bed of apple blossoms, was one single, shining golden apple.

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Our Navaria

Pairing: Dad!Loki x Female!Reader

Genre: Angst, Fluff

Warning: -

Summary: Loki has sworn himself not to have faith in love anymore. Not after what Sigyn had done to him and their baby, Navaria. But somehow, you're different.

Author's note: i haven't write for so long and i am so so sorry 😭 thankyou soooooo much for your supports on my works hihi i hope you're going to enjoy this one !!

"a child ?" your voice came out quite hoarse, as if you're out of breath. within your spoken question just now; was the tone of bewilderment, as much as being amused, and not anything near disgust or judgement.

"yup, apparently Reindeer Games does have a child." emphasizing the word does, Tony had answered you while his eyes, just like yours, followed accordingly towards the standing muscular figure that belonged to the God of Mischief himself, who is right now cradling a sleeping infant to his chest.

"and the mother would be.."

"a Goddess named Sigyn. left him after knowing Loki's true heritage. Loki and his daughter will have to live here for a while." deep down, you were truly aghast with what Tony had told you just now. why would a mother left her child ? why would a wife left her husband ? if there was a hint of love within their matrimony, shouldn't they stick with each other amidst those horrific truths and obstacles this world has to offer ?

"Y/N, we might need your help. will you please..you know, show him around ?" Tony asked you. his right hand is holding the empty paper cup while his left hand landed on his hips. like a sassy man he is.

you let out a small chuckle. "why ? is it because i am the only one who'd never met him before ?" well, you were attending a completely surreptitious mission during the New York attack. though you'd insisted to fight alongside your Avengers friends, Fury had declined that request. back then, he wanted you to finish everything you've started, referring to that mission of yours. and now, maybe, you should thanked that guy for his absurd decision.

"well" Tony shrugged. "there's a right in that. Reindeer Games sent everyone, who's trying to approach him, away. maybe, who knows, your soft demeanor will enchant the God himself."

giving Tony your 'alright then' glance, you made your way towards Loki. you put on a politely warm smile, as you didn't want him to see you as a menace. after all, you wished nothing more than to help him. he deserves it.

"hi, you must be Loki. i'm Y/N." while speaking, you kept your gaze towards Loki's eyes. this is indeed, the closest you've been to him. you've heard about him, yes, but the truth is, you never met him. not until now.

a cold stare was what you'd received from Loki afterwards. and you've come into a vault of an utter realization, in which, he is the most beautiful man you'd ever laid your eyes on. though everything about him has suggested sin, the way his arms wrapped securely, delicately, around the fragile body of his tiny infant; says otherwise.

"well, brother, this is Lady Y/N. she's here to help us." geez, thanks Thor (who suddenly came out of nowhere but you do appreciate that).

"and tell me, why do i have to trust you, mortal ?" his voice made your whole body tingled with a sensation that you're not accustomed to, and quite failed to be described. his voice is somewhat mischievous, but yet very mesmeric.

"you don't have to trust me completely, Loki. but atleast, please trust my actions." its true. after everything he'd gone through, his credence will be highly arduous to gain. especially, for a complete stranger like you.

Loki gave you a slight nod. accompanied by Thor, who's poorly trying his best to lighten up this intense mood between you and Loki with his lame jokes, you lead the two Gods towards Loki's room.

"alright, this will be your new room. mine will be just infront of the kitchen." your explanation somehow got interrupted by the infant's sudden cries.

"hush now, my littlest princess. daddy's here.." Loki cooes towards his baby while holding her closer to his chest. you could see a glint of worrisome on Loki's face when his daughter still wont stop crying.

"hey..i know you dont trust me but..allow me to help ?" holding out both of your arms, you'd prayed upon the scattering stars in the night sky so that Loki will give you his permission and utmost consent to help him calm the baby.

"brother, give her a chance." boxes of poptarts are waiting for you my dearest Thor.

sighing, Loki passes his daughter to you. you took a few deep breaths, as to calm yourself against the fact that you're holding a soon-to-be goddess, and carefully, you wrapped your arms around the tiny little baby.

"hey, littlest mischief. i know you're scared but see, your daddy is here." while saying those, you rocked your body slowly, left and right, left and right. with your left arm cradling the tiny baby to your chest, you then lifted your right palm to caress her puffy right cheek. delicately, as much as lovingly. among those caresses, your index finger bends slightly to jiggle her cherubic chubby cheeks while cooing sweet noises.

magically, the baby stopped crying.

"yay ! there's my good girl !" you laughed, earning a precious toothless grin from the baby.

unbeknownst to you, Loki was watching this heartwarmingly situation with his mind wandering to the places he'd never know their existence. he still remembers, when he was the one who's waking up amidst the midnight's wind blows just to hold his crying daughter. Sigyn will never do that. his ex wife, to make matter worse, hates it when their daughter cries. she'll do nothing but to yell at his precious baby to stop crying, though we all knew that'll make his sweet little angel becomes more petrified.

and here you are, a defenseless mortal, who'd volunteered to hold his crying little princess. and dare to say, even managed to earn her precious sweet smile, all by yourself.

you then passed the baby carefully to Loki. "what's her name ?" you asked.

"Navaria."

"that's a beautiful name."

Loki only gave you a smile. a genuine one, if you're not mistaken. while you're still in trance due to his charming smile, Loki bids both you and Thor a goodnight and enters his room, holding his little Navaria who still has that adorable toothless grin on her tiny face.

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as week passes, Loki realized that he has an unspoken confession towards you. when Sigyn has left him, he'd made a promise, dare to say, infront of his own mother, to not falling in love with anyone, not anymore. but then you came along, showing nothing but love and care, ever so saintly, towards himself and his little Navaria. he'd found himself, and his tiny little angel, experiencing a complete stroke of serendipity the moment you'd stepped into their life.

at first, your deeds annoyed him. in which he believed, you felt it too. he'd thought yourself as an intruder, wishing nothing but to gain his absolute trust, only to break it in the end. but perhaps, he was wrong. it all started with the simplest action a typical samaritan could've done. every morning before you went training, you'll prepare two bottles of formula milk, warm them up, and put them on the kitchen counter with a scribled note saying 'for Navaria'. Loki will reluctantly took those bottles as to feed his tiny little angel. after all, we all knew for the fact that the God himself will not be able to give his own daughter milk if it wasn't from your help.

thats not all. you'll also prepare his meals everyday without miss. the two of you never eats together, as you're aware with Loki's discomforts towards you. every Sunday, you'll left him a few classics to read, and a box full with toys for Navaria. you'd no idea about their likes and dislikes, so you'd told yourself that every tries are going to worth it.

there's one time where you'd stayed through the night, despite your tired body due to your rough mission, only to provide your utmost care towards the sick Loki. you'd dapped wet towels on his sweating forehead down to his well-built torso, as to reduce the fever he was having. you made him soup, though he'd declined it at first.

at midnights, before Loki could even reach for his crying daughter, you are already there. the sight of you holding his little baby to your chest, in your most delicate manner, makes his heart swollen with love. there are times, when he woke up in the morning, and saw you laughing with his little Navaria in the kitchen. you'll cooed sweet noises, sang a few songs sometimes, and Navaria will looked at you through her adoring gaze. perhaps, his tiny little angel is just like him; both crave for the love and care that Sigyn has failed to offer.

"Lokiii..."

"yes darling ?" Loki hasn't realized this, but he has started to become less insolent towards you. more affectionate, it is.

"its snowing ! we should go outside dont you think ?"

your thrilled expression made him wandered far enough towards the thought of sacrificing everything in his perpetual life, if that means he'll be able to see those adorable smiles of yours through his eternity. so he gave you a slight nod, with a small smile carved on his otherworldly face.

that night, you put Navaria in the stroller that the Avengers had bought. as a gift, they had said. the three of you strolled down the street, amidst the blanket of alabaster snow covering the side pavements. there are moments, where you'll be pointing out at random objects, or buildings, earning such an adorable giggles from Navaria. and a smile of adoration from the God of Mischief himself.

it was when you'd excused yourself to buy some hot cocoas at a nearby coffee shop. when you came back, Loki and Navaria are gone. you've been searching for them everywhere; the dark corners, the forbidden alleys, but still, they are nowhere to be found. not until you saw Loki's lean figure behind an enormous pile of snow. slowly, you made your way towards him.

he looks quite peculiar too, as to say. ah, now you do understand what is going on. perhaps, the icy temperature has stimulated the process of transforming Loki and Navaria into their jotun form. is that why they were hiding from you ? you could see, ever so clearly, the sight of Loki shielding his little Navaria by wrapping her tiny wiggling body with a fluffy blanket that he'd conjured just now.

"Loki ?"

Loki immediately turned around. for a brief moment, the two of you got obscured within each other's gaze. and you'd realized, how ethereally beautiful they are in their jotun's form. "darling i..you should go." there was a slight hint of melancholy confines beneath the sentence he'd just said.

"Loki..you and Navaria..are beautiful.." your voice came out breathy, but serene and heartfelt. it made Loki's breath caught in his throat, as what you'd said just now was somehow quite astonishing for him.

"really ?"

you didn't replied his question. instead, your right hand caresses Navaria's cerulean cheeks, which made her squeals alongside her adorable toothless grin. Loki watched you in his absolute admiration. Sigyn never does that. she'd always hated him and Navaria whenever they're in their jotun's form. its horrendous, such an abomination; she had said.

but you, you're seeing this so-called abomination as something so gracefully exquisite. you'd turned his and Navaria's imperfections into an aspect that needs to be cherished, yet deserves every fondness a person could provide.

and so he kissed you. it was a lasting, deep kiss; fulled with passion and virtuous love. it was a sublime sight after all; with his right hand cupping your jaw delicately, his left cradling the tiny wiggling Navaria, and your arms wrapped around his torso, afraid to let go.

the kiss somehow got interupted by Navaria's adorable squeal; "dada..mama.."

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