Loki x Reader
A young Padawan whose ship crashes finds sanctuary on Asgard. the next thing she knew, she was leaving her two new best friends for a new home. 1,480-ish years later, she returns for Thor, one of her former best friends. He is being...
I paced the length of the Wreck Room as I thought about what to do. I'd been on Asgard for almost three months. I hadn't talked to Loki, not once. He didn't even know I was here. Mostly, it was because I was dodging every opportunity to see him or talk to him. I just couldn't do it. Every time I got close, I chickened out. I'd been living back and forth between my chambers and the Wreck Room the entire time. I'd even been camping out in Thor's chambers, with his permission of course. Loki seemed to be switching between sleeping in my chambers, his own, and the Wreck Room every four or five days. I didn't know where he'd be and when, he was unpredictable.
At least I was wiser now. I'd learned so much since I'd been seen last. I had learned not to make rash decisions, to think through the situation first. I started spending my time learning new things, new words, new cultures, new places. To my dismay, Anti bookmarked a great many words and tossed them across my thoughts whenever the opportunity arose. I hadn't had too much free time, but I devoted a great deal of time towards training. I'd started making healthier decisions, both in terms of food and in my thoughts. Emotionally, I was in a better place too. Loki on the other hand........
What to do, what to do.
I stopped pacing and made myself a cup of tea. I knew where he'd be today. There was a play to take place in one of the public courtyards. "The Tragedy of Loki of Asgard." It was to be put on in an outdoor theatre with his horns on the front of it. He even erected a huge statue for himself. He was so full of himself, it made me sick. And with the way he paraded around as the Allfather, it was a miracle nobody had figured it out yet. He hadn't erected anything to me, but I wasn't complaining. I reveled in attention, but it's not like I wanted my face plastered everywhere. There was nothing I'd be able to do about it anyway. Thor could bring it up, I suppose. Well, he couldn't now, he was off world.
Currently, he was in Helheim.
What was it he'd said? He was going after infinity stones or something. They really aren't that hard to find, he shouldn't be taking this long. He's been gone, what three weeks now?
I figured he'd gotten himself captured by now.
A feeling of panic washed over me and I almost dropped my teacup. My head jolted up. He was in trouble.
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I put the cup away and threw on my armor and a grey cloak.
"Wooaaaaaaahhh." I heard Anti's voice in the room.
"Hmm...?" I turned around.
"The coffee kicked in, I felt it." She said.
She was dressed in loose black sweatpants and a Lilo and Stitch t-shirt. Her hair fell like mine, the highlights the same. She wore rings on her fingers, bracelets on her wrists, and black socks on her feet. I stared at her for a moment, having not seen her for a while. As always, the first thing I saw of her wasn't her face, wasn't her eyes, but her neck. The gash that was strewn across her neck was not bleeding today, but was scabbing over. It looked like it was almost healed. We had found that the status of the gash was directly related to our mental health. The better we were doing, the more the gash healed.
