Marvel Imagines pt. 5

Medusa ❤️‍🔥 Loki

Song: Sleep Token - Take me back to Eden

Imagine: Loki doesn't want to treat you any different.

Warnings: mentions of SA, mythology, angst, fluff, mentions of wanting to turn to stone. Mentions of past self harm.

Little disclaimer; I don't have that much knowledge on Greek and Norse gods. I'm just twisting everything to my advantage like all writers do. I just thought of this and I figured you guys would like it!

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Norse and Greek gods should never mix. Words spoken by both on a daily basis and yet they cannot help but interfere with one another.

But not without cost, as they have seen several months ago. The disgrace that fell upon the girl most men desired and most women wanted to be.. it has caused a nickname for her, Medusa. A perfect name for what they have made her..

Y/n has been disappointed today again. Her mirror did not serve its purpose as to turn her to stone like she does everyone else. Not that she could see it clearly. Perhaps she missed it this time?

Her snakes grow restless at her sudden change in mood. They're a perfect reflection of what happens within her and she hates it even more. Ever since she took matters into her own hands to stop the stoning of the people around her.. they've seen louder than ever.

She never anticipated by taking her own eyesight that her other senses would only grow stronger. Especially her ears.

Her snakes go quiet the moment she hears Lokis voice.

'I've been refused for months and everyday I grow more restless so I would like for you to let me in to see my fiancé!'

That's still on? She thinks.

By now she expected them to call the whole thing off and leave you to rot in your room. She wants nothing more to feel his touch. She yearns for him and yet she distances herself, afraid he will reject her like everyone else already has.

'I cannot let you in...' comes the voice of her guard.

'My love! I know you can hear me!' He yells louder this time.

Her head snaps towards the sound as she gets up from the bed. 'I don't know what they have done to you..'

Her eyes close in pain at his words. 'But that does not make me desire you less! Please let me in and I will promise to leave when you deem fit even it's for a second!'

Her eyes shoot open at the words, she hesitates towards opening the door. Her feet shuffling quietly across the floor towards the thick wooden piece in between the pair.

Her fingers move with the waves of the wood. Her eyes fill with tears as they have done many times these past few months.

'Please..' he begs.

'I must ask you to leave now-'

The door creaks and opens for Loki to enter. He doesn't think twice and blazes past the guard before the door closes again.

He immediately pulls her into a tight hug without even looking. He knew of the snakes but if they're anything then the people say then he knows they won't harm him.

He simultaneously takes a look around the half darkened room. There's statues of the people who tried to hurt her further. So called "relievers of the curse".

'I am so sorry..' Loki whispers to his love. 'I am so sorry for not protecting you from them..'

Her face lifts from his grip. Lokis grip falters when he sees her face. 'What have you done..' he breathes to himself as his hand comes up to cradle her cheek.

'I didn't want to hurt anyone else...' her voice sounds raspy to him. As if she hasn't used it in a while.

Loki then spits one of the statues that isn't like the others. It's a bit hunched over and keeps a warm smile edged into the stone.

'The last one I turned to stone wasn't hostile...' she continues. 'I didn't want it to happen again..so I... took matters into my own hands when I realized the mirror didn't work... the curse made it able to only turn others and not myself...'

'Y/n...' his other hand now cradling her other cheek as well.

'What did they tell you?' She asks him. She holds her breath waiting for the answer she expects.

'They told me you were the one who initiated... it... but I don't believe that, you wouldn't wreck their relationship and ours with it...'

She lets go of her held breath and can't help but chuckle a bit at his answer. Happy tears pool in her eyes again as her snakes rattle lightly.

'And what they did to you as punishment.. will not be forgotten, but avenged... and it won't change the way I feel about you...so I fill fix what was never broken...'

His hands go up to Y/n's scarred eyes as Lokis powers envelopes around her face. The moment she feels his hands she tries to pull away.

'NO! DON'T!' She yells as she pushes him away.

She collapses onto the ground and so does Loki. She keeps her eyes closed, knowing that his powers did the trick to reverse her act. She can't open her eyes, she can't lose another good person around her. She can't.

'Y/n...'

She flinches at the sound of his voice so close to her. Her snakes forming a defense against him. 'Open your eyes...'

'No! What if you turn to stone-'

'open them!'

Out of surprise she opens her eyes to meet his. Her snakes drop to her shoulders again in relief when she sees it doesn't do anything to him. He's still living and breathing. How?

'My magic will allow me to see your eyes, for you to see me...it doesn't break the curse.. but it will make sure you remain the ability to not hurt others... and yet still see me...'

'I love you...' she breathes before leaping into his arms.

He yelps in surprise as she tackles him to the ground. 'Now we still have one thing left'

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Loki hold onto Y/n's hand tightly as she watches over the feast happening below. In their honor. He describes it to her in detail as she only has eyes for him.

People are actually dancing, laughing and eating like it was supposed to happen. And it feels like nothing did. Everything and everyone is right where they are supposed to be.

He raises her hand, bringing it to his mouth to plant a soft kiss on the back of it. She chuckles as her eyes move over his features.

'They look happy...'

'I heard that she can see him but not us...'

'That's so romantic! She only has eyes for him then!'

'They're speaking of us...' Y/n tells her husband.

'I heard.. and I fear this is only the beginning...' he remarks.

'Let them speak of us... let them remind themselves of the happiness they tried to take but couldn't...' she replies. Her hand softly squeezes his.