2012. The Battle of New York. Rewritten accidentally by Tony Stark after a time-travel study conducted by Loki, Strange, and Y/n. And now the couple find themselves rewritten, stuck in their place of selfishness and pained vulnerability, all in a ne...
A/n: Hello everybody! Today is August 29, 2021. Can I just say that your reactions are genuinely the funniest?! Yesterday was a whole-ass trainwreck for me, and it just made me feel all the more better. Love y'all so much!
Episode 3=Chapter 9?? Whew- we might be here a while HAHAHA
A Great Many Midgardian Years Ago
Y/n and Loki crawl into bed together in their shared chambers, Loki flat out on his back with his arms secured around Y/n's body, who rests on his chest. With a soft kiss to her forehead and a quiet goodnight, their breathing evens out fairly quickly, tired from their training that day with Thor, Sif, and the Warriors Three.
In her suspended dream state, Y/n finds herself somewhere unfamiliar. She stands in a garden, in front of a charming little cottage. Loki stands beside her, looking a little older and more weathered, not significantly, however. In front of them is a beautiful young woman, with soft skin, short, bleached blonde hair, and kind blue eyes, like her father's.
Beside the girl is one her age, with a warmer skin tone and sweet chocolate eyes, dark, frizzy hair pulled back into a loose bun as she shifts on her feet with a nervous smile. "You must be Kamala Khan, Sylvie's best friend! They've told us so much about you," Y/n says warmly, leaning against her husband's shoulder. btw, kamala khan is ms. marvel and will be getting her own disney+ show in 2022!
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"Mom, Dad," the blonde, newly named "Sylvie" begins, "Kamala isn't just my best friend. She's my-"
Y/n bolts upright in her bed, drenched in sweat and trembling with an overwhelming feeling of panic and a state of unfamiliar motherly dread. Throughout all the next adventures in her life, she never forgets that face of her supposed daughter.
Sylvie.
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Y/n and Loki leap through the portal, finding themselves back in the armory of the TVA. An intercom repeats a message: All Minutemen to armory. Protect the Timeline. The woman doesn't seem to be there, and they look around, shocked to find themselves at the place where this all started.
Loki's eyes lock with the locker where he realizes his daggers are. Y/n sends a quick spell to it, realizing what he's thinking and running over as the door swings open, banging against the adjoining orange containers.
Loki seizes his daggers, Y/n her katanas, swinging her holder over her back as they make their way through the hallways slowly and carefully, weapons in their clutch. They follow the sounds of pained grunts and seemingly unconscious Minutemen until they reach the elevator hallway, turning the corner to see the woman pruning the last two guard.
They see Loki and Y/n, seizing them up as they begin walking towards each other.
