Kid Loki

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 Loki: Agent of Asgard #10 preview  by Lee Garbett

Here it comes…


 

“Loki, I– What’s wrong?” His sudden withdrawal made her visibly flinch, her eyes ever wider as she tried to make sense of his reaction. Why didn’t he want her to see him like this? He was still Loki, why did it matter? “There’s nothing to freak out over, I don’t care what you look like!”

He was obviously deeply upset, more so now than he had been just moments ago. May pulled her knees up to her chest, wrapping her arms around them to hold her position.

She sat in silence for a moment before speaking again, her tone one of consol. “Loki… Please, talk to me. You know I’m not going to judge you, I never have. You don’t judge someone you love. I’ve always told you you can come to me with anything.”

Loki remained a fair distance away from her, his body pumping hormones and adrenaline through his veins once more as his mind rushed to find an excuse but there were none. May had seen him, she was currently seeing him. His entire body was blue now, temperature dropping and horns now showing. 

“… . .I told you once I was adopted. I wasn’t.. I wasn’t adopted an Aesir, an Asgardian like my family. Odin took me when I was a child from my birth parents. I-” The god paused once more, looking up to offer his hand as magic crackled, burning blue from his palm to create a sphere. There, it played memories, a few stories he and Thor were told as children of the monsters of Jotunheim, the blue Frost Giants and the eternal war their people had been at. To kill and destroy, mindless beasts. And also the memory of Frigga and Thor telling him of his heritage. Slowly, the light flickered and blew itself out like a candle in the wind and his hand fell to his side.

“…I.. I am the spawn of my people’s enemy. And only few in the house of Odin know it. I normally hold a glamour over my flesh but- now you see me.”


 

Sitting across from him, May returned his smile, her eyes darting across his features. She’d never seen him in this state before; it fascinated and confused her, but she mostly just thought he looked beautiful in this form. Well, she thought he was attractive anyway, but this was a whole new experience.

“I heard you calling out in your sleep.. I thought you might be having a nightmare so I came to check on you, and…” She let one of her hands fall from his cheek in favor of holding his hand, caressing the back of his hand with her thumb. “Are you okay now?”

“I-” He paused a moment, a bit embarrassed that May had over heard hi. What had she heard? What had he said? Loki took a deep breath and sighed, letting go of the adrenaline pumping through his veins. “There were dreams of the past.. Or maybe even the future..” He’d never told May what had happened to him, about dying and then being reborn for a second chance; to choose whether be he villain or otherwise.. To erase the sins of his past and future self.

“Loki has not always been a name congruent with good in my world, May.. I believe I need-” Crimson eyes glanced down to her hand holding his own, pausing. “May-!” Without warning, Loki pulled away from her hurriedly, staring over his arms and waist before meeting her eyes once more, horrified.

“Don’t touch me, I- Nines, I didn’t want you to see me like this..” He covered his face, shrinking away from her.


 

Worried. Concerned. But not frightened. May composed herself as best she could, trying to remain calm for Loki’s sake so as not to stress him any more than he surely already would be. She jumped slightly at the state he was in upon waking, immediately offering him a comforting smile and nodding her head when he spoke her name.

“Yeah, yeah it’s me, honey.” She crawled onto the bed next to him, taking his face in her hands and looked him over as she stroked his cheeks with either thumb. “It’s okay, I’m here. You’re here with me, remember? Everything’s okay.”

The god before her hardly resembled that of his normal visage. Pale skin had turned a light shade of blue, ridges raising to create markings that seemed almost tribal. Two, small bumps that seemed almost hornlike had began to show upon his brow, and even his eyes, normally green and clear were lit entirely like fire, burning a brilliant red as he stared, confused and still coming out of a nightmare.

“…here?” He breathed, watching her intently, eyes fluttering shut as he calmed at her touch. Her hands were warm, a source of contentment, grounding him to where he was. “.. .y-.. yes. Everything’s fine, I- sorry, did I wake you?” Loki panted, not having realized his current state, trying to give a small smile, his fangs showing.


 

May had left the door to her room open, a habit she had gotten into since Loki had returned due to the fact that he normally ended up in her room in the middle of the night. The sound of his body shifting on the couch stirred her from her sleep, becoming more alert as she listened closer and heard him moaning in the other room.

Quickly pulling on her robe, May loosely tied the sash around her waist and went to kneel beside him on the sofa bed. “Loki? Loki, wake up—” she coaxed gently, placing a hand on his shoulder to try to nudge him awake, shocked to find his skin felt as cold as ice. “Loki??”

Small ridges had raised on his skin and the beige, pale tinted more blue in the moon light, his teeth bared. In his mind, Loki could see them. The faces of his loved ones. Some were fearful, other’s staring at him in disgust and then there was Thor and his mother.. Both looking on with such anguish and disappointment.. But someone called to him from far away. May..?

“Gah-!” He gasped, waking suddenly, eyes crimson as he jolted upright, panting heavily. It took a moment but Loki stared off into nothing before looking her over. “M-May..?”


[adults au] It was nearly three in the morning and not all was still within the apartment. Loki lay upon the couch, deep in sleep but not sound, groaning and turning. Dreams and visions of past sins plagued him and the god panted, his chest bare and the skin beginning to turn a bit blue as his dreams intensified. 

“Ma-.…ma-!" 


icoulduseinsouciantmaybe:

#i literally crack up everytime #at least ten of the notes are from me


mcu-thorsif:

i will literally never regret kicking off yuletide warriors week with this post



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