Please, Don't Let Me Go

Loki escaped captivity after the attack on New York only to land in our apartment. Being the self sacrificing idiots that we are, we let him stay. Secrets are shared. Emotions exposed. What mischief awaits us in this tale of love, loss, and redemption?

The story has sort of a Slice-of-Life/Hurt/Comfort vibe so far, and I'm telling you now, Loki will probably be pretty out of character. This whole thing is blatantly self-indulgent and I just thought some of you may also crave and enjoy comfort and validation in the form of fanfiction. ;)

Y/N is written as a young woman for the sake ease and familiarity for me since I myself am a girl, and also plot. I mostly stay pretty vague on descriptions though, because imagination is powerful stuff! I apologize if you want to read this as a male or nonbinary reader, I just feel more comfortable writing from experience.

Written in the first person to avoid tedious name inserts and repetitive (y/insert descriptive word here)s and to afford better immersion of ourselves into the story. :)

Trigger warning!!!!! Body shaming, self-harm, attempted suicide, suicidal thoughts, derogatory self-talk, intrusive thoughts, torture, blood, depression, nightmares/night terrors. This is your warning! I may add warnings in specific chapters, but if this stuff is triggering to you, maybe just avoid the story altogether. I trust you to know your limits, and I can't stop you from way over here.

Disclaimer: This is a work of fan fiction. I do not own nor do I claim to own Marvel's Loki or any other Marvel characters that may show up throughout the story.

On Hiatus. I don't know when or if I'll be back to this, but when I do, I'll probably rewrite a good chunk of it.