Loki was willing to sacrifice himself, and yet after the world went dark, the last thing he knew being large purple finhers crushing his throat, he woke on earth. He doesn’t know why or how, or even if anything after the battle with Hela was real, but he’s making due while he hunts for his brother.
Human [ emerald love;; human Loki ]
Loki has always had a love of pranks, but he’s also very book smart. He isn’t above fighting, but he would definitely prefer a nonviolent solution when possible.
Model [ dramatic poses;; model Loki ]
Most people think models are dumb and only want an easy way to make money. Loki dontes more than half of his earnings from photo shoots to orphan charities and still manages to live in a lavishly decorated but by no means large home. He reads between sessions at his shoots, anything he can get his hands on.
Singer [ a song forgotten;; singer Loki ]
Loki has always been a singer at heart. Even when doing small tasks, he sings to himself. He posts little videos on various platforms and ends up with a mini following. When he’s found by an upcoming record label, he soon goes from singing in his apartment office to being in a real recording booth with three times as many fans backing him up.
“I wanted to know the truth and I got it. It’s not just me that’s in danger. It’s Caroline and it’s Tyler and it’s Bonnie. They’re all part of breaking the curse. I can’t blame anyone else anymore because it’s not because you came into town or because you and I fell in love. That’s not why everyone that I love is in danger. It’s because of me, everything is because of me.”
Steve reached across and rested his hand over Thor’s, squeezing gently. “He was right then,” he said softly. “I’m glad you came back to me and that we figured out everything between us. There’s no place else I’d rather be now than with you. You’re everything to me, Thor. More important than anything else in my life.”
Thor looked at Steve and gave a soft smile, pausing to lean over and kiss him. “My brother knew me very well. He had over a thousand years to learn, after all.” He replied, nodding a little. “When I lost my people, I had very little hope. I only wanted to be home with you and let you meet them all. Losing Heimdall cut my chances of getting home to near nothing, he was the main reason I could travel between worlds. Losing Loki…” His voice went quiet again for a moment, turning his hand to lace their fingers. “It was all I had left of home, and all I wanted was wake up next to you and it all be a dream. But I knew Thanos was coming for earth, for you and the others and that rage at losing the one person I had left that I truly loved…it got me through long enough to get my axe, to get that hope back. I knew if I had anything left to fight for, it was you.” He turned to face Steve fully. “I know human customs are slightly strange to me, still. But I want to ask you to marry me, Steven. All I am is yours, and only you could call me home. I want that to be official.”
My wall? You mean my posters? The big one is Star Wars [Leia to be precise],
next to it is a Wonder Woman fan art from Comic Con last year, then beside it is another fanart of Hawkeye/Green Arrow. The framed thing under the Leia poster is an anime caricature of me as Bucky and the hat on my headboard is a custom Hawkeye hat. XD I got all of that from Comic Con last year, as well as plenty of pictures and other memorabilia. For a first Comic Con experience, it was great. I wish I could go this year, too.
Stiles nodded and relaxed a bit, feeling safe in their arms and hugging them both back as well before kissing Peter first and then Derek before he moved to sit down at the small table in the kitchen. “What did you fix? It smells really good, Peter. And thanks for cooking. I really appreciate you doing so.”
Feeling Stiles relax helped ease Peter and he pressed a kiss to Stiles head before they let him go to sit down. He nodded and let Derek take one side, moving to sit on Stiles’ other side. “Chicken friend steak, potatoes, corn. Mostly simple. Derek and I talked on the way here and figured you haven’t eaten in at least two days, if not more.”
Derek was making plates for them, Stiles’ plate first and setting it in front of him. “I told you, we’re here to take care of, Stiles. That’s our biggest instinct as your mates.” he promised, leaning to kiss their humans’ temple.
“Peter,” Emma replied, happy to see a friend again. “It’s quite alright. I raised a teenage boy. I’ve cleaned up lots of messes.” She sat down at a nearby table and shrugged. “Water? I mostly just came to see how you were doing.”
Peter nodded a little with a laugh. “I think I’d trade one teenager for the half dozen I have now.” he moved to get a bottle of water, bringing it over. “I’m…doing well. I don’t know how everyone ended back home, but it seems those of us in relationships are together here.” he explained. “How are you? I had hoped someone would contact me after I woke up back home, but so far you’re the only one.”
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