Loki x Reader - Give Me Love

“Give me Love” – Loki x Reader Chapter 21

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A soldier of some description came out of one of the doors and knocked into you, sending you into Loki’s side. He caught you with ease and pulled you close to his chest. The sound of smashing walls and people’s yells came from the floors above,

“What in the name of Helheim is going on?!” Loki growled while pulling you deeper into the darkness.

***

You both rounded a corner, readying to head to the stairs, but before you could get there, you were knocked back by Loki when a large Chitauri soldier sung at him. You fell into a small, half-dead pot plant and knocked it over, sending the remnants of the tree and dirt all over the ground and your body. The Chitauri swung at Loki once more, but he blocked it and punched the alien in the cheek. It seemed unfazed by Loki’s attack and turned its attention to you. Having noticed the Chitauri’s interest in you, the dark haired prince quickly intervened.

“Enough!” Loki yelled while shoving the Chitauri soldier away. “I know your race is dull, but I did not expect you to be this stupid!” Upon realising who it had attacked, the Chitauri soldier knelt before Loki. It gurgled and made other screeching noises that you guessed to be its language before falling silent. Begrudgingly Loki then waved his hand and shooed the alien away.

With a heavy, tired sigh Loki turned around and offered you his hand,

“Do forgive-,” Loki trailed off when he met your gaze. “What’s wrong?” But you couldn’t answer, you were too transfixed on the small red light dancing on his chest - - Your eyes widened and the mental image of Loki being shot through the chest infiltrated your mind. Without thinking and in one quick movement you snagged his hand, and ripped him downwards. You heard a shot, and vaguely saw the bullet hit the wall, but that didn’t matter. Loki was okay; probably a little irritable from being forced onto the ground, but okay. Hushed murmurs echoed loudly in the otherwise quiet room. The thing you knew, Loki was no longer above you and pained groans and wails came from the men behind you. You turned and saw a bleeding man stumbling towards you. Hurriedly you scampered away, and the mortally wounded soldier fell to the ground. You watched as the man’s blood slowly spilled onto the cold floor and his dimming eyes met your own. A sharp gasp caught in your throat as his blood seeped closer to your foot. You pulled away, and you were a safe distance away, you looked back to Loki, having not realised he was single-handedly taking on three other men. For a moment your heart raced, fearing Loki would lose, but it took him little under a minute to subdue the attackers, and by that time the other HYDRA agent was dead at your feet.

Loki was breathing hard when you finally saw him relax. He ran his hands through his hair to pull back the stray strands before he stepped over the dead body and pulled you to your feet, brushing the dirt off of your skin and dress once you found your feet.

“I didn’t realise how out of hand the situation was... I would not have brought you back had I known...” he glanced up, but didn’t meet your eyes for longer than a moment. Your hands moved to Loki’s cheeks to force him to look at you. His sparkling eyes made you stumble on your words for a moment,

“I-It’s fine...” you said with a warming smile. He ran his hand through your hair to loosen the last of the dirt before he slowly pulled you to his chest,

“It’s not safe down here.” He murmured before teleporting the both of you to the penthouse suite.

It took a small moment to regain your senses, but once your head stopped spinning you were able to hear people shouting and the rattling of gunfire.

“Stay here, lock the doors, and hide yourself. It shouldn’t take long to rein everyone back into line.” He quickly released you and turned to walk back through the glowing portal.

“No, wait!” you swiftly stepped forward and grabbed his wrist. More gunfire and the sound of breaking walls made you flinch. All of a sudden you felt too exposed, too weak and feeble in comparison to the warriors that occupied the building. “Please don’t leave me alone...” Loki turned and ran his thumb over your cheek.

“You will be safe here. The sooner I leave, the sooner I will be able to return.” He leaned closer, “No harm will come to you here.” He gingerly pressed his lips to your own. Your hand slipped free from his wrist and took up residence on his chest. Loki broke the kiss far too soon for your liking. “I will not leave you for long...” He said and then turned, moving into the bright green light of the portal. Just before he disappeared, you saw a golden veil of armour drape around his body and a forest green cape fall to his ankles. The portal quickly shut, and he was gone; and you were alone...

An explosion shook the building and very nearly deafened you. You stumbled across the room and locked the entrance to the lounge room. It would do little good to keep anyone out, but it offered you a small amount of security. There was a sharp ringing in your ears as another explosion went off. You shook your head and stumbled towards the couch all while taking deep breaths and trying your best to relax, but with every yell, gun shot and pained scream your nerves only became worse. You pulled your knees to your chest and rocked back and forth slowly on the lounge.

“It’s fine...” you jumped sharply when the sound of someone being thrown from a window reached your ears. Their blood-curdling scream slowly faded off until you could no longer hear it. “I’m fine... Two months... Two months...” A loud banging echoed on the lounge room door. You jumped up and hid behind the couch just before the door slammed open.

You tightly closed your eyes and held your breath, hoping to go undetected. However, when you heard the footsteps coming closer, that hope began to fade. It’s okay... They didn’t see you... An image of crimson blood slowly crawling towards you flashed in your mind. Then you heard it. The wood in the couch slightly creek and the material shift under the person’s weight. You knew you were done for... Hesitantly you looked up. In the dark moonlight and shadow of the lounge you couldn’t see anything but their silhouetted outline.

“(Name)?” a familiar voice called. You quickly shot up; tears of fear turned to tears of relief and pricked the corner of your eyes uncontrollably.

“Thor...?” you croaked out. In a flash his arms engulfed you in a warm embrace and he pulled you out from behind the couch. After a minute, he gently lowered you until your feet were firmly on the ground. “(Name) you must come with me, now.” He said while pulling you through the room. It took a moment for your mind to process what he had said,

“Th-Thor, wait!” You snatched your arm away from the Asgardian prince.

“What is wrong? Are you injured?” he asked while stepping towards you and cautiously reaching forward. You shook your head,

“No, but I-,”

“Well, well, well... I shouldn't be surprised, and yet I am.” Loki spat. Oh God damn it! Every time! Every damn time Loki caught you with Thor!

“Loki...” Thor snarled before he shoved you behind his back. “Mark me Loki; you will not harm her again.” Instinctively his hand reached out for his hammer, but it barely moved an inch. Loki snickered.

“You are a fool, brother.” He said before lunging forward and stabbing Thor in the stomach with a small, shining dagger. Thor fell to his knee, giving Loki the chance to look you right in the eye. “Did you know that they would do this?” He snarled darkly. Your eyes widened,

“W-What? N-No!” Loki stepped forward until he was barely an inch from you.

“Did. You. Know?”

“No... I wanted to stay at the beach house... remember?” you breathed softly. Loki’s fingertips trailed across your trembling lower lip before his hand moved to cup your cheek.

“I believe you...” he smoothed down your hair and kissed the top of your head. “I believe you.” Pained groans from Thor made Loki pull away. You tried to grab onto him and stop him from advancing on his brother, but your protests did little to deter Loki’s advance on Thor.

The dark haired man reached down and snagged Thor by the neck and hoisted him up until his feet were nearly a foot off of the ground. The older brother clawed at Loki’s hand, attempting to loosen his hold, but in his weakened state Thor’s attempts were in vain.

“I should have killed you the moment you were caught. But I can guarantee, my sentiment towards you has disappeared completely.”

“L-Loki...” You couldn’t stand it... You didn’t want to watch another person die... You couldn’t.... “Loki.” You stated a little louder than before; but he paid you no mind. Your eyes widened and a gasp caught in your throat when you saw Loki pull another dagger from his pocket and hold the tip of the blade to Thor’s broad chest. You stumbled forward when Loki pulled his hand back, ready to strike forward and tried to force your legs to move faster, but you knew you wouldn’t make it in time...

“LOKI!” someone screamed from the doorway, the sudden and unknown intrusion made you stop dead in your tracks, and everyone in the room glanced towards the figure in the doorway.

“J-Johnathan...?” you said with furrowed brows. Anger, disgust and hatred boiled under your skin. Was he here to watch Thor die? Or was he here to torment you more? You grit your teeth and took a step forward, ready to tear into the teen with every drop of supressed anger you had, but he began speaking before you had a chance. “I was the one who wasted the last of the power...” he stepped forward hesitantly, “and I was the one who released Thor...” You saw Loki’s nails dig into Thor’s throat for a moment before he threw the blond Asgardian onto the ground, making the floor crack slightly, and charged at Johnathan.

Loki latched onto Johnathan’s collar and slammed him into the nearest wall. You noticed Thor slowly rolling onto his stomach, but you couldn’t rip your attention away from Johnathan. Had he really done all that he said? If that were true, then why had he told Loki about you? Your head was spinning.

“Loki.” You said, but he was too distracted to hear you. As you took another step, you heard him saying something to Johnathan, but you weren’t close enough to hear what it was. You were so close... You knew that if you could touch him and draw his focus away from Johnathan and Thor that they would be able to get away. “Please Loki, don't-,” he swiped his hand backwards to stop your movements, but instead it sent you hurling towards the floor along with a few stray beams of vibrant – but deadly looking – magic.

Your arms automatically moved to cover your chest and head, but you knew it probably wouldn’t stop anything... Out of the corner of your eye you saw something shift quickly, followed by the sound of shattering glass. A sudden crack of lightening and rumble of thunder echoed in the sky, and you landed in the security of Thor’s arms. Only, it wasn’t the same Thor you had become accustomed to. His once bare chest and ragged pants had been replaced with glimmering silver armour and a bright red cape. The Asgardian lifted his mighty hammer to block the stray magic before it hit either of you. You should have worried about Johnathan... but you couldn’t tear your eyes away from Thor. Was the hammer really capable of changing his appearance so drastically? His once messy, mattered blonde hair was pulled back, his skin was clean, and the slightly hollow look in his eyes was replaced with fiery determination.

“Release her now, or I will kill the boy.” Loki barked while raising the blade of his dagger to Johnathan’s throat. Thor looked from you to Johnathan, thinking over his options.

“I will not-,” Thor started,

“No, go! He will kill us both anyway. Take her and-,” Before Johnathan could finish his sentence Loki slid the dagger across his throat and unceremoniously threw him to the floor. Your focus moved to the teenager as he convulsed and jerked on the floor, trying to cover the long and deep wound on his neck. You were sure everyone – even Johnathan – knew nothing would be able to save him, but that didn’t mean your heart didn’t ache. Blood gurgled in his throat as Johnathan took his last suffocated breath.

The sound of Loki’s shoes on the hard floor was like the rhythmic ticking of a clock and matched the beat of your heart. Through watery eyes you looked away from Johnathan. Irritation was clearly visible in Loki’s eyes.

“Give her back to me and you will return to your 'friends' unharmed and unhindered.” Your mouth fell open slightly. Was he really bartering your return with Thor’s freedom..? You could barely believe it... You knew you meant something to him... but you thought you weren’t worth much, especially not that much. The firm line Thor’s lips were making told you he didn’t like Loki’s deal.

“Thor. Take the offer and leave...” You whispered just loud enough for him to hear; but instead of nodding, he shook his head,

“No... No I would die before I return her to your side.” Wait... what?! Did he not just hear what you said?! You found yourself lost for words. You couldn’t seem to find the strength to tell Thor he was being an idiot by not taking the deal; nor could you find the strength to tell Loki he was being brash and irrational.

“That can be easily arranged.” Loki’s hands began to shine a vibrantly vicious green.

“That magic is too powerful....” Thor murmured under his breath. “You mean to kill us both?!” Thor began spinning his hammer around at an incredible speed readying to take flight - - something you recognised from the news all those months ago. You had to stop them... You fought against Thor’s hold, but he only pulled you tighter to his side. Your eyes moved to Loki; when his eyes met with your own, you saw hesitation and longing shine brightly.

“Loki...” you whispered, still trying to pry yourself away from Thor. The colour in the dark prince’s hands began to fade out, and he took a step forward.

“(Name), I love-,” Loki started, but before he could finish Thor flew the both of you out of the building. He had to crash through the glass wall leading to the balcony, but he used his superior size to protect you from any injury.

Once you entered the open and unobstructed air, you felt yourself slipping in Thor’s grip, and – not wanting to fall to the distant ground – you tightly wrapped your arms around his broad chest. Your eyes slowly moved back to the still dark Stark Tower. You could just see Loki standing on the balcony. In the few moments you had travelled with Thor, a great distance had passed so you couldn’t see Loki’s eyes, but you could certainly feel his gaze on you...

“Loki...”

***

Thor flew for a good ten minutes before he finally decided to land in a large, open field. Dead grass and stones pricked into the bottoms of feet and scratched your bare skin. You tried to find a place to stand that didn’t have the grass or stones, but the lack of light made it difficult. Eventually you just gave up and resigned yourself to the pain, not that it was anything you were unaccustomed to, or that you didn’t deserve...

It had happened again. The vision of Johnathan’s blood spurting from his open neck wound flashed across your eyes. He played the double agent. He put himself at risk by coming to distract Loki. He had been killed, and for what? You didn't want to be saved. You didn't need to be saved, and yet he and Thor did so anyway!

"(Name)..." Thor said while stepping closer.

"No! Stay away! Everyone who has ever tried to help me has wound up dead!"

“(Name). No harm will come to you or anyone else again, I promise you this.” He said while placing his large hand on your shoulder.

... Again you had been taken away from the life you were accustomed to... Only this time it was done as an act of friendship; but it didn’t make you feel any better. You needed warmth... You needed security. You shifted, ignoring the shooting pains in your feet, and hugged Thor tightly. His embrace offered you some of what you wanted; but it wasn't the same. It wasn't what your body seemed to crave. Thor was too big, his arms too muscular and rigid. You wanted what you were accustomed to. You wanted Loki. His body fit your own almost seamlessly. He gave you security while also offering soft comfort. Your hold on Thor tightened slightly and you closed your eyes.

"(Name), we must go."

"Why?"

“He will find us." Was that really such a bad thing...? It was what you wanted... You wanted Loki. But then... if Loki found the both of you, he would kill Thor. "If he finds us, he will kill us both" no he won't. He wouldn't kill you... He couldn't kill you. But he would kill Thor. It was kind of a sick joke... Loki, a man who claimed to love you, and you professed to love, would kill the only person alive who has shown you unconditional kindness; all because he was jealous... Was that really what love was supposed to be? Your mind had warped so much over the months that his gesture seemed almost romantic... A small nagging voice in the back of your mind told you it really wasn’t.

With a hefty and semi-impatient sigh Thor retrieved his hammer and began spinning it once more.

"Do not let go". But you wanted too. You wanted to tell him to leave you behind; you wanted Loki to find you... But you just couldn't find your voice. Damn it... Why were you being like this now?

*Loki’s POV*

Loki wanted to kick and scream at the individuals in front of him. They had just proven themselves useless beyond words... They had succeeded in destroying at least a third of the building. They had killed so many of his soldiers. They were the reason Thor wasn’t captured immediately; so therefore it was also their fault that (Name) had been taken. Loki gritted his teeth. How had she managed it? She must have planned it before they left... but then... she must have changed her mind, right? He saw her pulling away from Thor... Loki gnawed on his lower lip. She betrayed him, or intended to at least. It was nothing new; he was accustomed to betrayal... So why did this time hurt so much? He closed his eyes, ignoring the droning speech from one of the high-level HYDRA members.

“What is love mommy?” Loki’s eyes snapped open as the voice echoed in his head. Before him was not the board room table... It was a memory he had thought was lost in time...

He was standing in one of the many gardens of Asgard. Plush green grass engulfed his feet, and the sweet scent of roses lingered in the warm air. A large tree stood tall and proud in the centre of the patch of grass and beneath it sat the young queen of Asgard, and his younger self next to her.

“That is a silly question, you know what love is.” Frigga said with a warming smile. The young boy’s brows furrowed,

“Some of the other children don’t seem to agree...” he said with a small, contemplating pout. Frigga ran her hand through his raven hair.

“Loki...” she said dragging his attention away from his twiddling thumbs. “You know what love is. You love me, don’t you?”

“Yes...” he mumbled,

“And your brother and father?” The little Loki eyed her for a moment, silently pleading with her to let him not say it. “Loki.” She said with an unamused tone.

“Yes, them too.” He said quickly. Frigga smiled.

“Then you know what love is.” Loki thought over her words for a moment.

“Is true-love different?” The queen raised a brow.

“What have these children been telling you?” she asked. The young boy hesitated with his response, but he took a deep breath and spoke; knowing the queen wouldn’t allow the conversation to end there.

“They said I’m too cold... They said I would never know true love because of all the trouble I create... they say that no one could ever love me...” Frigga wrapped her arm tightly around her son’s shoulders.

“The love they talk of is special, and there are few people who can find it, even if they look for their entire lifetime...”

“... So they were right?”

“No.” the young boys brows furrowed once more.

“Then what? If normal people have trouble finding it, what hope could I have?” Frigga looked to the sky as the words slowly came to her.

“Those who find it only do so because they lower their guard... they let other people see who they truly are...” she looked back down to him and placed her hand on his small chest, “inside.” She finished. The small boy quirked a brow, not understanding what she meant. “You have to be willing to risk everything if you want to find that love, bare your soul to another person, even knowing that they could hurt you.” She said. The little Loki thought her words over for a moment.

“Well that’s just stupid.” Both Frigga and the older Loki laughed at the boy’s statement.

“How do you suppose that?” she asked.

“If you open yourself up to someone like that, and they hurt you; it would leave all of your weaknesses and insecurities completely exposed for anyone to use against you.” Frigga sighed and kissed his forehead. The little Loki scrunched up his face and quickly wiped away the kiss.

“My dear, love is giving someone the power to completely destroy you, but trusting them not to...”

“But why?” the young boy urged, “I don’t understand why love has to be that way.” The queen sighed and stood.

“One day, when you’re grown, you will understand...” the little Loki quickly stood and chased after his mother.

“I’m grown enough to understand now!” he insisted as they left the gardens. Slowly the vision began to disappear, and Loki began to regain his senses within reality.

“S-Sir?” one of the old men asked. Loki’s emerald eyes snapped up,

“If you could control your underlings, none of this would have happened.” He snarled as his mind returned to the scene before him.

After everything had been handled and the power grids for New York had been turned back on, Loki called an emergency meeting. All the senior members of HYDRA had been called to one place so Loki could tell them all how incompetent they were.

“I assure you that the Chitauri started it-,”

“I don’t give a damn who you think the blame should lay with; I am telling you that it is your doing. Stupid paranoid humans.” He growled while standing and starting to pace. “I will give your people one chance earn back your dignities and my respect.” The whole room fell silent and everyone’s attentions were squarely on Loki. “There is a small homing device hidden in the handle of Thor’s precious hammer... Once we make sure everyone in our midst is one hundred percent loyal,” he scanned the room, “we will attack and kill The Avengers.”

“How can you be sure that is where he’s going?” one of the HYDRA agents asked.

“Where else would he go?” he snapped, making the agent feel like an idiot for asking such an obvious question. Loki stepped back up to the large table and scanned the folders on the table. Each one of them represented a HYDRA member that had turned against Loki out of fear of being killed in favour of housing more Chitauri soldiers; a ludicrous lie that Johnathan had spread before the blackout. “Fools,” Loki sighed under his breath. “We will start reconditioning these sorry excuses for agents tonight.”

“T-Tonight?” one of the elderly men asked.

“Considering you won’t be doing anything, I don’t know why you felt it necessary to speak.” Loki barked. “Have the first ten brought to the underground levels as soon as possible.” He said before turning and leaving the conference room. He noticed a few whispers questioning his orders, but he chose to ignore them; knowing that if he turned around to face them, they would end up dead. And more dead soldiers wouldn’t bode well for him, not when HYDRA’s loyalty was only holding on by a single thread...

His mind shifted from the possibility of being overthrown to the reconditioning. It would take seven full days to reform ten of the soldiers into what he needed... and there were nearly thirty to get through; three weeks in total... could he really wait that long? He clenched his jaw. There were only ten stations... They couldn’t change more than ten at any one time... He would have to wait; she would have to wait. Loki took a deep breath and moved down towards the lower levels. Maybe... Maybe he didn’t need them one-hundred percent changed... What do the humans call them? He sighed irritably, the name escaping him, but it didn’t matter, he knew what he would do. Loki stepped out of the elevator and into a starkly white room, robot arms, legs, torsos and heads lined the tiled walls. If they could survive the procedure, then maybe he wouldn’t have to wait as long as he feared. A small smirk pulled at Loki’s lips.

“I can’t wait to see what Stark thinks of his precious suits once he sees what I’ve done with them...”

*Your POV*

Air rushed around the two of you at an incredible speed, making it nearly impossible to hear anything, and even more difficult to breathe.

“Th-Thor... Where are we going?” you mumbled into his chest.

“Before Johnathan - -,” Thor stopped abruptly and looked down at you. Your eyes met for a long, silent minute before he sighed and continued, “He told me of a compound on the outskirts of Oregon...”

“That’s on the other side of the country! I don’t think I can take six hours of this!”

“Using human transport it may take that long... But not with me” he said with a small smirk.

“We’ll see...” you said sceptically.

***

It took just over an hour to travel the length of the country - - which included two ten minute breaks. When you landed for the last time, you could see the exhaustion lingering on Thor’s features. You looked towards the pale glowing city surrounded by a large wall a few hundred metres away. Why hadn’t he landed in the compound? The Asgardian began walking, but he quickly stumbled over his own feet. You attempted to catch him, but his larger stature and superior weight was too much for you to hold. Thor chuckled breathlessly,

“I have been in the cells for too long... I fear I may have lost a large portion of my strength...”

“Do you want to rest?” you asked while moving to kneel beside the muscular man. He shook his head and breathed deep before standing.

“No... I can rest once we get inside...” he began staggering towards the walled mini-city. You knew just from looking at him that he wouldn’t make it all the way on his own, so disregarding the large possibility he could crush you, you slipped under his arm an tried your best to offer him some support.

By the time you reached the great entrance of the city, you were both exhausted and breathing hard. From far away the wall seemed far grander, but being this close, you could see the wall itself was made of scavenged pieces of metal and wood. Tin from roofs off of old sheds, rickety old fences, barbed wire - - all of it thrown together to form a makeshift wall and gate. Through a small rusted hole in the gate you could see the vast village-like city hidden within its walls. The houses looked much like the walls did, improvised and rickety; however there were a few buildings that looked properly built, stone, cement and bricks making up their foundations and walls.

“Put your hands up!” a male voice called from above you. Both you and Thor looked up. A middle aged man with light grey hair stared down through the barrel of a sawed-off shotgun. You fell silent. Were you about to die? After traveling all this way, were you about to be killed by a man who didn’t even know what you had been through?!

“I am Thor, of Asgard. I demand you let us pass, I must speak with The Avengers.” The man lowered his gun and studied you and Thor for a long minute. He then turned to the left, waved his hand and whistled.

The gate began to creak open,

“Go to the big house at the end of the main street!” the middle-aged man called before he disappeared behind a small guard station at the top of the gate. Cautiously you looked to Thor.

“Do you think you can make it?” you asked. He nodded,

“Yes, I’ll be fine.” He said while removing his weight from your body.

Walking through the main street of the compound you could feel everyone’s eyes on you. Literally everyone stopped what they were doing and watched as you and Thor walked passed their homes. You glanced up to the starry sky. It had to be nearly midnight by now... what were these people still doing awake? The lights of one house turned on and a tall, thin, blonde haired woman with two children; all three of them wearing dirty, torn and slightly ragged clothes stepped out. You were surprised they had electricity... even if it was flickering and unstable. When your gaze turned to focus on the two children, the blonde woman quickly hid them from your sight and rushed them inside their home; all the while fear evident on their faces. You sighed softly and continued on your way. Why was she afraid of you? Your hand ran over the side of your neck, and you felt the burn mark in your skin. You glanced down and looked at your clean, neat clothes. Did she think you were there to hurt people? Did she think Loki had sent you? Your arms wrapped tightly around your midsection and you hurriedly moved next to Thor. Why had her accusing gaze hurt you so much? You bit the inside of your cheek and walked up a small stone stairway to the front door of the impressively large concrete house. Thor continued forward to the door, but you stopped and turned to survey the area slowly.

The entire compound looked over six kilometres wide and – you turned – twice that far in length. Your eyes moved to the houses at the feet of The Avengers mansion. Elderly men and women, young families and single people... These people had only had a small taste of Loki’s wrath and they were left like this... What happened when he came for you? What happened when he killed everyone who aided The Avengers? You couldn’t let that happen... You couldn’t let these innocent people suffer because of your presence... You would stay until you saw a way out... The first moment you saw a chance to leave, you would. It was too dangerous for you to be with them. You knew Loki would somehow find a way to get to you; and being at the compound put all of these people at risk... Thor placed his large hand on your back and leaned down slightly,

“It is safe here.” You glanced up to Thor,

“Being here, I put everyone else at risk...” He shook his head.

“Loki will not find us.” You supressed a sigh; something at the back of your mind told you he would... something told you he was already planning his attack... something told you everyone here would hate your presence by the end of the month...

Notes

(The title can refer to either Thor or Johnathan. Thor for gaining his powers back, and Johnathan for -in my opinion- making it up to Reader-chan)

- Songs that will fit over the chapter or two (advance warning in case you want to know them before the chapter comes out):

"Who Knew" Pink

"Stay" Lewis Watson

"Hal" Yasmine Hamdan http://lyricstranslate.com/en/%D8%AD%D9%84-hal-hal.html

"When I was your man" Bruno Mars (Lol. I can't believe I actually put this in...)

"All of the Stars" Ed Sheeran
Lol You actually thought I’d cave and let you have a happy ending early?! Pffft. Not by a long shot XD This is the end of the second arc. It was called, can we say it all together now? “Jealousy”! (really obvious title again... I know... :|) Which means that I’m about to start arc 3 of 4. This is where the avengers start coming into it all. – Now, I’m not sure how long this arc will be exactly... probably a little shorter than the other ones... but it may end up longer as well... Really it all depends on how long it takes Loki to get his shit together.

Also, for the scene with Loki and Frigga, did anyone pick up the slight Avatar: TLA vibe? I don’t know why, but when I think of Loki, Frigga, Odin and Thor, there's always something pushing me to remember Zuko’s family. (yes, Thor would be Azula XD). So... there’s that... X3 (I also see Loki as being bullied for his differences - - only when Frigga isn't around /Odin would see it as character building/)
Also, I'm a little unsure if I got everything through in this chapter... Did Reader-chan seem okay? Did Loki seem okay? How about Thor...? (Is anyone willing to forgive Johnathan?) Did the reactions seem okay??? TELL MEEEE Q.Q
I swear, Johnathan is the last character I plan to kill off... I think... maybe... *shrug* plans do change *evil smirk* And I mean that literally. Johnathan was originally supposed to help Thor and Reader-chan escape and lead them to The Avengers. But then he accidentally gave Loki Reader-chans name, and he seemed like a dick; so the only way he could come back to grace was to do something like this... *logic of my brain*
... Am I making sense...? It's late here and I have no clue anymore... I think I'm rambling... I'll stop now...
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