100 story challenge (Tom Hiddleston imagines) *edited*

Creature (Loki)

A/N: this pic makes me want to cry because it is sooo cute and relatable. I love this so imma write a story about it. But Loki's child instead.

You and Loki have a 375-year-old boy (6 in human years), Oren and a 104-year-old girl (1), Amelie. Oren is just like Loki, a trickster who always insisted on annoying his little sister. Amelie, on the other hand, is already more like you, kind and gentle and completely in love with her father. She loves and looks up to Loki and she is able to stop him from doing anything as bad as New York... again.

Because of his likeness to Loki, Oren carried the frost giant part of Loki. He has been picked on by the other children of Asgard because he can't control his true form. He has also frozen a lot of things because when he changes into his true form, he gets scared and angry. He can't control his emotions or his urges to change into the different forms.

You find him in his chambers often crying, which breaks your heart. You and Loki have both tried to console him about it and have made him aware of the fact that he isn't a monster, and he isn't any lesser because he's different, but he doesn't listen. Until one day...

The four of you were playing in the palace gardens, Oren and Loki were chasing each other around the grass. While Amelie was either bouncing on your leg of breastfeeding.

You heard a cacophony of laughter coming from the two boys as Loki grabbed a hold of his son. Loki started tickling the small child.

"DADDY STOP!" Oren screamed as Loki continued to tickle him. Oren yelled louder and louder, you could sense that something was wrong, but you were too focused ln Amelie to do anything about it.

"DADDDDDY!" Oren screamed, less excited... more angry and violent. Suddenly he couldn't control it and turned into his jotun form and shot a blast of ice from his hands. You instinctively covered Amelie so that she couldn't get hurt. Luckily, Oren had hit a tree, freezing it solid.

"Gods," you breathed, checking to see if Amelie was okay. She looked over to Oren and her father and burst into tears seeing both of them in their 'true' forms.

Oren looked over to you and his sister, more anger burning in his eyes. He shoved off his father who was trying to hold him down to help and stormed off back into the palace. Loki looked back to you with a concerned face while you still tried to calm down your wailing daughter. She stopped crying soon after and Loki had gotten up to check on Oren.

Loki's POV

I made my way over to Oren's chambers. I feel so sorry for him; I understand how he's feeling, I felt it myself when I found out who I really was. I knocked on his door to hear nothing other than his sobs through the door... my boy. I tried to open the door for it to luckily be open, and I slowly walked in hoping not to scare him and causing another accident.

"Oren..." I spoke quietly. He said nothing again and I got closer to his bed, "Oren I know-"

"Leave me alone," he whispered, "I'm a monster." He continued to cry, and I refused not to, I only placed a hand on his back.

"You are not a monster Oren... I thought the same when I found out about myself. Your mother and I love you so much and we completely understand you. Being what we are is tough... but you will learn to control yourself. It will be okay."

"But I almost hurt mother and Amelie. I could've killed them." He persisted.

"But you didn't, and you know why that is?"

Oren looked up at me and shook his head. "Because you know that they are the most important people in your life, and you have to protect them. The reason why I can touch you, your sister and mother while I am in my jotun form is because I want to protect them from freezing. You'll learn to do that over time, but for now I promise you that you won't harm any of us. What you are feeling is normal, and I don't want you to feel alone because it's scary. I more than anyone knows how you are feeling."

Oren didn't say anything, just laid in his bed and quietly sobbed into his pillow. I think he got my message, so I removed my hand and sat beside him on the bed.

Just then we heard the pattering of feet coming in the room and y/n's voice calling for our daughter. she came running in and got on the bed crawling over Oren. She had some wet substance covering her from head to toe. Y/n entered shortly behind.

Oren turned towards his sister and hugged her a little, "Amelie why are you wet?"

"r-re...ren. REN!" She squealed in accomplishment of her first word. Y/n looked so proud of her and so was I. She continued, "bl-blu. t-t-t-to-too!" The words weren't really comprehendible, but we got the gist of what she wanted to say.

Y/n turned Oren's lights on, and we could finally see how Amelie had covered herself in blue paint. She wanted to make her brother feel better. How caring, like her mother.

"She did it to make you feel better, she knew you felt bad. We love you Oren and nothing's going to change that okay?" y/n comforted

"Okay."

Amelie continued to squeal in excitement and repeat the few words she was able to say.

"Come on you let's get you cleaned up," y/n said happily lifting up our daughter from her spot on Oren's lap.

"REEEEEEEENNN!!!!" She cried holding her hands out to him, "REEEEENNNN!!!"

"It's okay mother, I can clean her," Oren took Amelie once more and walked off to the bathroom where we continued to hear happy sounds from the room, both from Amelie and Oren.

"He'll be okay won't he love," y/n asked as she rested her head on my shoulder. I placed a finger under her chin and lifted her head, giving her a soft and gentle kiss.

"Of course he will be."

A/N: I'm surprised at how long this one is and rather proud. It didn't really go how I wanted it but I am happy in the end. Share your thoughts.❤