Impossibly Redeemable - Chapter 17 - Pancake Car
Summary: Shortly after faking his death in Svartalheim to fool Thor, Loki wakes up to find himself in a realm that is not the one he “died” in. After meeting another person in a similar predicament, he learns the only way home is through redemption. But how can he possibly do that? Monsters like him don’t deserve redemption, do they?
Pairing: Loki x F!Reader
Word Count: 1,514
Warnings/Disclaimers: Starts fluffy. Hits a depressing moment with Eva having to come to terms. Tried to lighten it up at the end.
A/N: I’m sorry.
Car Request/Suggestion: @superheroesandstardust
You stepped forward, opening the door to the next car. The pastel horizon flooded Loki’s vision. Mountainous stacks of puffy, golden disks at varying heights littered the landscape. They looked… Fluffy? Then, there was the smell. Absolute Valhalla. A freshly baked cake but with an added buttery sweetness of honey and a dash of vanilla wafted to his nose.
Loki could feel his mouth watering as he glided into the car with Eva and you in tow, hopping down immediately onto one of the discs. His feet sank into it. So strange. It was fluffy like a cake but it was more dense, more… Squishy and jiggly. And it was warm, just pleasantly so.
Breaking his own reverie, he spun around in time to see you stepping onto the same fluffy platform. You hadn’t been ready for the ground to have so much give. He reached out as you fell forward, catching you before you could inadvertently bury your face into the new substance.
Eva observed inquisitively from the door. Loki was about to hold out his arms to her when you had righted yourself when she leapt out to land near you. The ground sank even deeper with the force of her impact, but it reacted differently. Instead of stilling, it wiggled before popping back up, throwing Eva up into the air. She squealed as she met the apex of the bounce. As she met the ground, she sunk again but not quite as far. Nor was she tossed in the air as high either. This next time she landed, it was for good. Loki and you rushed to her as she sat with a shocked expression. In your arms, she shook her head like it would slow her thoughts before her lips tugged up into a grin, one just as large as when she played with the corgis.
“What is all of this?” She was already back on her feet, testing the bounce factor.
Loki stood with no issues, diverting the question to you with a shrug.
“Well…” You let out a puff of air as you took in your surroundings before attempting to stand with little to no wobbling. “Looks like pancakes… Very large pancakes…”
“Pan. Cakes?” Loki drawled out the words like a foreign language.
Your eyes narrowed incredulously. “Yeah. I guess you’ve never had them before.”
You received head shakes from both your companions.
“Okay… Never thought I would ever need to explain this, but here we go. A lot times it’s made from a simple batter similar to a cake. You cook it in a pan on a stovetop. Hence, the name. It’s usually topped with butter and syrup or honey, but that’s a matter of taste.”
That would explain the delightful smell…
“And what is the occasion for this?” Loki was fully engaged now as was Eva.
“Any, really. It’s easy to make. Considered a breakfast food, but my family would switch things up and have it for dinner.”
Eva jumped lightly and earned herself a tiny bounce. “So we can eat this, too?”
Loki and you shared a look. The god stepped in for this one. “As wonderful as it sounds, little dove, I would not eat these specifically.”
Of course, she pouted but didn’t put up much resistance. She would at least get to jump on the stacks while they looked for a door.
“But,” you chimed in, “if we find a car that has a kitchen, we might be able to make some we can eat.”
With a grin showing most of her teeth, she agreed and spun around to launch herself at the neighboring pancakes. Loki shot you a smirk, clearly intrigued by your proposition, before you both cringed at her bouncing much too high on the other stack. Now you two weren’t so sure you would make it to the next car. You might have a heart attack just trying to keep Eva safe.
“Watch this, kid!” the butter stick yelled out just as it was sliding across a tall stack of pancakes. It sprung up right at the edge, a trail of butter left in its wake, and soared up high before landing on a lower stack.
Eva hopped up and down causing a rolling ripple across the pancake you all were on. You had taken to clinging to Loki as you traveled from mountain to mountain. You had the worst time maintaining your balance.
At first, you had merely hung off his arm. The god had decided to tease you a bit, offering to carry you like he had in the Gravity Car. He adored ruffling your feathers as you attempted to hide your flustering embarrassment, but he had to keep his mischief at a minimum. There had been a couple of close calls with Eva almost bouncing so high she could go flying off the edge. Then, she’d met her new friend, a Denizen who was literally a stick of butter with limbs. It encouraged her recklessness. Loki opted to snake an arm around your waist so he would at least have one free hand in case something happened.
“Eva, wait!” You panicked as she took off immediately.
She slid across the slick butter trail. You were too late to stop her from launching herself off the edge. Loki and you rushed over, careful not to take the same path. She had landed safely alongside the butter stick who was already starting its slide to the next stack. The pancake jiggled and bounced her on impact. Now, she was laying on her back in the midst of a giggle fit.
“Mama, Papa! Did you see that?” She rolled onto her side peering up and Loki and you.
And then her laughing ceased. The smile on her face faded at her realization. By the time the two of you made it down to Eva, she was sitting up, arms hanging limply at her sides. Her eyes swelled with tearful memories. You were the first to scoop her into your arms to hold her tight followed by Loki who wrapped you both up. Eva buried her face in your chest, and the dam broke. Bulbous tears shed themselves from her eyes. You combed your fingers through her hair as you tried to coax her soft cries down.
“I didn’t… I didn’t mean to…” Eva choked out.
Loki tenderly rubbed her back. “It’s alright, little dove.”
“No…” she sniffled and untucked her face to look at both of you. “I… I love you both… But I don’t want to forget them…”
“Oh, Eva…” you breathed, kissing the crown of her head. “You won’t forget your parents, and we’re not here to replace them either.”
“I know… Just…” She clenched her eyes shut in an attempt to stop the tears.
“Nor will we leave you behind,” Loki added. “I suppose we would be more like godparents. We care for you in addition to your parents.”
She ventured a peek at Loki. “Godparents…?”
“Y-yeah. Think of it like…” you started to explain, worrying your bottom lip in the process. Your eyes suddenly lit up. “Bonus parents.”
Huh. Loki hadn’t thought about that one. It wasn’t as eloquent as he would have liked, but it wasn’t bad.
Eva started picking at her palms, again. “So then… you would be Bonus Mom, and you would be Bonus Dad?” She looked to you and then Loki.
The god and you nodded. That would be the simplest way to put it. Eva mulled it over with a look of uncertainty.
“But you don’t have to call us that if you don’t want to,” you threw in hurriedly. “You can call us what you always have.”
“Whatever you would like, sweetling,” Loki agreed softly.
She bobbed her head up and down. It was easy to see she wasn’t quite alright with anything yet, but neither of you minded. You’d give Eva as much time as she needed.
After a time, she finally relaxed in your arms and wiped the trail of dried tears from her face with her sleeve.
“I think I’m ready to go.” Her voice was small with a hint of finality.
“Okay, honey,” you whispered, your lips grazing the top of her head.
Loki helped you both stand. Eva, having slung her arms around your neck, stayed clutched to you. Then, the mischievous god decided to try something a little different. Keeping an arm around your waist, he swooped down and lifted your legs into his other arm, effectively carrying you along with Eva like the combined weight was nothing to him.
“Loki!” you squeaked in protest.
His lips twisted into a playful smirk upon your shocked expressions. “Ladies, might I suggest you two hold on. Tightly.”
And with that, he leapt to the next stack of pancakes, barely giving you any time to wrap an arm around his shoulders while still keeping a grip on Eva. Loki figured this would be the easiest way for you all to reach the door. Plus, he caught a tiny smile sneaking its way back onto Eva’s face.
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question for the marvel community on tumblr
so uh,, i have a strong feeling the x-men are gonna be done dirty by disney, by adding them to the mcu and fucking around w characters/timelines, and focusing on characters they believe are the most profitable, instead of the ones that have good stories behind them,, i guess??
so?? i do a lot of writing. i dabble in that shit,, it’s fun?? and i wanna screenwrite one day, or write novels, or comics?? or soMETHING along those lines, and i was wondering if anyone would be interested in seeing the planning/little draft scenes from an x-men show i’m writing??
it centres around the o5 (mostly) and is set somewhere in the 80s/90s for the sake of Wanting Magneto And The Professor To Have Beef and all that good stuff. it’s not really about supervillains and huge, world-ending stuff, but about the o5 and their unique perspectives on the very hateful world around them. it’s really rambly and gross but if u wanna read little blurbs about the reworked o5 x-men and their origins then idk keep reading this cesspit of a post.
bobby is essentially the goofy little brother of the x-men, and hank mccoy’s best friend. i’ve got the show focused mainly on him at this point, purely because he’s the youngest of the x-men, and it makes sense for him to be the audience’s introduction to the world of mutants, and their perspectives. his ice powers are a bit of a metaphor for his ‘awkward teenage phase’, as he has a tendency to ‘freeze up’ in social situations (especially those which warren worthington iii is involved in). since it was revealed in uncanny x-men 600 (from memory) that bobby was gay, and thinks angel is ‘hot’, that’s something i wanna focus on, especially the turmoil that bobby will feel when he’s forced to work with archangel, who LOOKS like warren (to a degree) but acts totally differently, and the conflict he’ll feel regarding warren at the time.
jean’s personality isn’t just ‘girl’, and NOBODY has weird random crushes on her (looking @ u prof. x. god the 60s was a weird time for comics) she’s dealing with terrifying telekinetic episodes, which are a manifestation of her desire to do well in life, as well as the death of her best friend (which i believe happened in canon somewhere?? as the event that triggered her powers) who she feels immense guilt for wanting to move on from. her telepathy manifests towards the end of the first episode, when she’s hanging out with bobby drake, and ends up listening in on a conversation between erik and charles, which they’re having telepathically.
hank’s struggle is with wanting to balance his intelligence and his physical strength. he wants to be the beast, and he enjoys it, but he also wants to be recognised and appreciated for his intelligence, which is often overlooked. hank is the most outwardly pessimistic of the group - his intelligence has made him very aware of the world around him, and the nature of the people in it. he doesn’t believe in the professor’s dream, and makes no effort to keep it a secret, though he does stay with the x-men for a reason.
playing with scott and his origin has been REALLY cool, as he’s the only x-man in this group with a power that is innately destructive. his perspective because of that is unique. he understands why mutants are feared for their abilities, because HE fears his abilities. scott’s probably the most distant from his teammates, as he’s sort of taken on the leader role, and prior to the series beginning, he’s taken on training obsessively - to the point where he’s unable to stand due to exhaustion, and mf warren and hank have to drag him out of the danger room. scott believes that his training is what’s gonna keep his teammates alive - he knows he’ll feel responsible if something happens to one of them. he’s got to come to terms with the fact that he can’t help his team as a tactician if he’s unsure of himself. mr. scotty’s gotta learn that he’s never gonna be able to see the full picture if he’s afraid to open his eyes.
warren, who is considered to be the ‘most boring’ of the original five x-men underwent a lot of work here. warren never really had a stable home environment, as he moved around from boarding school to boarding school, as his stupid parkour hobby got more and more dangerous, and out of hand. warren’s got a lot of internalised self-hatred, due to the stance his family took on mutants. he was raised to hate mutants, and therefore himself. warren parties a lot, and ditches the x-men at the mansion to go hang out with normal people, but as time goes on he knocks this off, he becomes increasingly close to jean grey, and eventually the pair hit it off,, platonically. under his cocky playboy persona, warren’s sweet and sensitive, but he’s got a violent streak a mile wide, a nasty temper, and is recklessly brave.
i’ve obviously thought about some characters more than others but?? idk i’m enjoying it. i’ve got stupid ideal cast ideas (which isn’t gonna happen they’re just face holders) and individual sub-plots set up for each character. i watched skins recently, and i’m drawn to that structure?? where each episode follows a character a little bit, so it’s sort of set up like that.
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