Prelude
Loki's POV
I lied stone cold in my brothers arms, a spell cast on myself to have my body go into a death like state but my mind was aware of everything. Thor's face was absolutely pain stricken, I felt the familiar feeling of guilt coil itself in my stomach.
"I'm sorry brother," repeated in my head. My brother held me tightly to his chest and let out a sorowful noise. My heart shattered. But this had to be done.
Thor sobbed with me curled in his arms until Jane pulled him away. Him and Jane returned to Asgard shortly after, without my body, just as I hoped, as soon as the bifrost teleported them out of frame, I let my spell dissipate.
It wasnt the first time I had Thor crying over my "death." Regardless, I still could feel tears welding in my eyes, not only because of my previous actions but because the thought of my mother wandered into my head. I was the reason she died.
"You might want to take the stairs to your left."
I closed my eyes and balled my fist. Magic began to surge throughout it. I ground my teeth and felt my chest begin to rise rapidly. Teardrops fell from my clenched eyes.
"Damn!"
I screamed momentarily and pounded my fist firmly into the dirt, green sparks flying everywhere.
She died whilst disappointed in me. I broke her heart. I betrayed the person I cared for most in the world. I might've been under Thanos' thumb but when it came down to it, he only forced me to act on my darkest desires. It was still my fault. I decided in order to live with myself, I'd have to make it right. There had to be away for me to change everything. I just needed to find my way off this planet.
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Of Frost and Magic
Romance(cover art creds to natanwonderwolf on tumblr) In this au, Loki didnt pretend to be Odin during The Dark World, he just faked his death to go soul searching, without anybody looking for him. He finds himself back on Earth, consumed by his own guilt...
