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The TVA uses surveillance as a form of control, monitoring its agents, the timelines and variants to maintain power. It encourages the agents to ‘stay in line’ and self-police themselves, also creating an environment in which people are less likely to question the system/the Time Keepers. There are many forms of surveillance, from literal CCTV and data to the concepts of religion.

The TVA uses both.

The Time Keepers are seen as these ‘all-seeing’ Gods, saviours of the multiverse and looked up to by the agents — Ravonna Renslayer is an example of this belief, and even when the truth of the Time Keepers is revealed, she still remains staunch in the mission the represented. Renslayer reminds Mobius that the Time Keepers are ‘always watching’. Knowing you are being watched is not an inherently comfortable feeling for most people, so when Renslayer says this, it isn’t a comfort, it’s a warning — a reminder to Mobius of his place in the system. The agents even believe that the Time Keepers created them! The Time Keepers are their ‘God’/‘Creator’. Even calling the main timeline ‘The Sacred Timeline’ is a religious allegory. The story told to the agents (and variants) about why the TVA was created is there to instil fear and cooperation. But also, the TVA/Time Keepers make the agents feel special, like they are saving and protecting the Sacred Timeline — they give the agents a God Complex.

The TVA treats variants as criminals. It mirrors how the real world treats prisoners/criminals (innocent or guilty). When Loki is arrested for his “crimes against the Sacred Timeline”, B-15 even says something that is reminiscent of what a police officer would say to a detainee: “On behalf of the Time Variance Authority, I hereby arrest you for crimes against the Sacred Timeline. Hands up. You’re coming with us.” When Loki questions them, B-15 tells him: “Last chance variant.” As soon as the Minutemen step through the time door, they have their weapons raised, and when Loki tries to evade, he is immediately met with violence and collared like an animal.

In Season 2, we are introduced to the fact that the TVA has literal torture devices… We learn in Season 1 about the Void and how it’s essentially just a giant, free-roaming, (mostly) inescapable prison that banks on a giant cloud monster called ‘Alioth’, that is described as a ‘guard-dog’, to eat them… (Or that the variants will likely kill each other.)

Variants are just living their lives, unaware of the system and its influence, yet they are treated like criminals/problems that need to be dealt with — by erasure from existence.

Loki is then brought in, no one answers his questions, offers him any personable explanation… They simply log him, strip him (removing any visual evidence of his identity and to give him a lack of autonomy) and process him. Once he is processed, he is given a trial. He has a chance to ‘plead his case’, despite no one telling him what exactly his crime was. Judge Renslayer ‘hears him out’ and rules to reset him. It had nothing to do with the fact Loki’s defence was weak or unprepared, it has everything to do with the fact that this is how they operate at the TVA. Everyone is ‘verified through deletion’, the trial is set up so every variant that comes through those halls is ruled ‘guilty’. The trial is a farce, smoke and mirrors, to give the illusion to the agents that what they are doing is just and ‘protecting society’ — a mock court. The justice system within the TVA is set up to fail the variants. It’s similar to how the automat is filled with only keylime pie. It gives the illusion of choice to the agents.

Mobius ‘saves’ Loki from being reset, wanting to ‘recruit’ him to track down one of his variants (which we later find out is Sylvie). Mobius interrogates Loki, his goal is to break him down and get him to a point where he agrees to help the TVA — it’s a similar fashion to police interrogations that last hours to try and get a confession out of suspects, except Mobius here is using Loki’s file and role on the Sacred Timeline (according to the Time Keepers) to strip him down and make him more agreeable. (Since I began writing this, another blog has made a post that goes into more detail about this scene, so I’ll save my breath and encourage you to read @khapikat222’s own analysis of this scene!)

Mobius holds Loki’s life in his hands, he can have him reset at any moment… Of course Loki is going to agree to help them — and, of course, use the situation to his advantage by trying to gain the upper hand against his captors… But that’s another topic that I’ve discussed here and here!

“The first and most oppressive lie ever uttered was the song of freedom. For nearly every living thing, choice breeds shame and uncertainty and regret.” - Loki

Then we have Sylvie. Sylvie is a character who is rooted in anti-establishment politics and believes everyone should have free will. Sylvie is another victim of the system. After being captured and taken by the TVA as a child, she decided then she would make it her mission to destroy the organisation that stole her life.

Sylvie isn’t a hero, she isn’t a villain, she’s a revolutionary.

Sylvie grew up in apocalypses, having to raise, protect and teach herself. She grew up surrounded by death, only ever able to see the destruction of things and that shaped her own belief system. Sylvie believes that the only way to fight violence is with violence, because that’s what she’s had to live through and do to survive.

The TVA committed an act of violence on Sylvie’s life when they stole her from her timeline as a child. It wasn’t personal. It wasn’t targeted. It was systemic. And Sylvie, from her own experience, quickly understood that the only way to defeat violence is with violence.

Loki stated himself that he ‘doesn’t enjoy hurting people’ and does it ‘because he has to’, to maintain the ‘illusion’. This quote can be used as a heavy bit of foreshadowing for the plot and characters of the show. Mobius doesn’t enjoy hurting people, but he does it because he has to because that’s what the Time Keepers (He Who Remains) has demanded of him. Sylvie doesn’t enjoy hurting people but does it because she has to, to survive and fight back against a system that was designed to oppress her. We know Sylvie doesn’t enjoy hurting people as during Season 2 Episode 3, whilst attempting to kill Victor Timely, Sylvie says: “Do you think I want to do this? Any of this?” And then later says that she “can’t let him live”. In the end, Sylvie spares Victor. It’s clearly a difficult decision for her, going against everything that she believes, but she does it. She holds back.

Loki has used violence in the past as a way to assert control (both over his own life and others around him). For example, trying to destroy Jotunheim, bringing an army to Earth and trying to subjugate its people. Loki is certainly not a ‘peaceful protest’ kind of guy. However, Loki has learnt from his past that violence only seems to breed more violence, continuing the cycle. He has heard the (sanitised/biased) stories of Asgard and the wars across the Nine Realms and how the war may have been over, but the effects of it still remain. He has witnessed his own actions and the destruction it caused for a city, himself and his family. Loki was also stuck in a system on the Sacred Timeline, he understands it.

By the time Loki and Sylvie reach He Who Remains, Loki starts having doubts. Loki is willing to believe He Who Remains and factor in his reasoning for the TVA’s creation because Loki has always had to factor in everyone else’s moves on the chessboard. Sylvie, whilst she did spend years on her plan, is more impulsive when it comes to situations. Now, that isn’t to say Loki doesn’t have impulses — for example, his attempt to destroy Jotunheim felt more impulsive than planned due to the fact his emotions were erratic after finding out the truth of his heritage. However, Sylvie has such a strong belief that the system must be completely destroyed, and the dictator must be removed, that she is not willing to factor in the consequences. She is headstrong, independent and doesn’t trust anyone else but herself. I’d argue that Loki, whilst claiming to be independent, is very dependant on others, especially when it comes to his sense of self and his identity.

Plus, Loki has tried to be in the role of the dictator, he had ruled Asgard for a short time in ‘Thor’, and his attempt to subjugate Earth under the guise of liberation during ‘The Avengers’, whereas Sylvie has never had the chance to have the power to be in that position. Loki benefitted from hierarchical rule as a Prince of Asgard with his upbringing being in a palace and the title of ‘God of Mischief’, and he has been in a position that let him believe he was ‘above’ other beings — like mortals. Unlike Sylvie, Loki has experienced both sides of the coin with privilege and oppression. He benefited from the system, whilst also becoming a victim to it. This contributes as to why Loki can see how the system could be changed rather than simply torn down.

He Who Remains even tells Sylvie and Loki: “You may hate the dictator, but something... far worse is gonna fill that void if you depose of him.” He frames himself and the TVA as the ‘lesser of two evils’, which is typically something you’ll hear a lot when it comes to politics/governments and their leaders. This sort of rhetoric is essentially telling people not to hope or want for more, for something better. It is phrased as an ultimatum, yet, doesn’t leave the decider with much choice. Once again, it’s control via fear: fear of the unknown, of something worse, of something new. He Who Remains even tries to tempt the pair into taking over the system, using power as a means of persuasion.

Upon seeing the vastness of the multiverse and the potential consequences that could arise if he or Sylvie make the ‘wrong’ choice, Loki is hesitant to finish the mission. He entered the TVA as a prisoner, but also an opportunist as he planned to attempt to ‘overthrow the Time Keepers’, and by the end of S1, Loki evolves and takes in the scale of it all — “it isn’t about you”, as Sylvie told him in their first meeting. Sylvie, on the other hand, remained the same and held fast to her own mission. It was about her, yes, but it was also about the billions of people whose lives had been stolen or dictated by the TVA.

Loki is a reformist and Sylvie is a revolutionary. Both share the same goal of change, but want to reach said goal by different means.

Loki would prefer to transform the existing system, and in Season 2 opts for dismantling and rebuilding the TVA, because that’s what he’s witnessed from Asgard and Odin (or at least, that’s how it was framed to Asgard’s people in their history). Loki knows how it feels to have been lied to, to have your whole life be a lie, so he can sympathise with the TVA agents in a way that Sylvie struggles with. Sylvie knows the agents were variants, and whilst she can understand that they are victims themselves, she struggles to get past the mental barrier of how she views them being the enemy.

Sylvie told Loki: “it would be easier to burn this place down and start from scratch.” That’s revolutionary thinking. This is Sylvie stating her stance on what she thinks should happen to the structure that He Who Remains built. Again later on, she also told Loki “that sometimes it's okay to destroy something.” Sylvie didn’t want to simply ‘replace one nightmare with another’, she wanted to do a complete overhaul rather than just swap leaders — she rejects the existing system.

However, Loki tells Sylvie: “Sure. Burn it down. Easy. Annihilating is easy. Razing things to the ground is easy. Trying to fix what's broken is hard. Hope is hard.” This falls more in line with reformist ideology. Loki wants to change what already exists, something slower and more gradual with, ideally, little to no violence. Loki has tried using force and violence in the past to achieve his goal and it hasn’t worked for him. He even makes a dry comment to Sylvie about her machete, the weapon that killed He Who Remains: “Well, your machete hasn't solved any problems thus far.”

Loki doesn’t think violence is the answer. Sylvie does. However, both characters are eventually willing to try and understand each other and form a middle ground. Sylvie is willing to let Loki try and fix the Loom with the help of Victor Timely, and she is willing to put aside her own views for the sake of others. It isn’t easy nor is it smooth or without its clashes, but she tries. However, ultimately, she still believes that the TVA is “rotten” and “broken”, and that it needs to be dismantled.

To Sylvie, Loki is compromising with the system. She met Loki when he was dressed in TVA uniform, and then after the Citadel when he finds her on her branch, he is still wearing the uniform — just no longer with the ‘variant’ label on his jacket. Sylvie sees Loki as part of the problem, she sees him as a sympathiser/enabler. Loki is still playing He Who Remains’ game, existing within the rules of the system he set up, even after Sylvie freed the timelines. Sylvie sees trying to reform the TVA as repackaging the same product and selling it as something brand new and better.

However, by the end of Season 2, Loki’s stance and approach has shifted. At the start of the series, Loki states he believes that ‘freedom is a lie’, and that ‘choice breeds uncertainty’, but his actions in the shows finale represents his change in perspective. It can be debated whether Loki originally even truly believed that sentiment or not, but either way, his actions regarding freedom have changed. Loki realises that trying to fix a system that was always set up to fail its victims, a system that exists under He Who Remains’ rules and logic… It’s never going to work. There’s no room for anything other than ‘right or wrong’ in the system, and that isn’t true free will. So… Loki does what Sylvie had been telling him from the start… He dismantled the system by destroying the Loom.

The TVA was created to keep the ‘Sacred Timeline’ in check, to prune branches, to prevent true choice and free will. The Loom was the last part of He Who Remains’ structure/system that could lead to the TVA, as an entire organisation, reverting back to their old ways. Loki removed that possibility from the equation. Rogue agents who believed in the original mission may still remain (as shown in Deadpool & Wolverine), but the organisation as a whole cannot revert back so easily to their old practices because the whole reason they were pruning branches to begin with (keeping the Sacred Timeline/Temporal Loom stable) has been taken away.

Whilst the new TVA has changed their mission and now keep the branches safe, allowing people free will and choice, it is still a system that can be weaponised — like any system. However, now it has a better chance at being something better, with the dictator and his rules gone, it can now function as something closer to a true democratic society, not like the illusion He Who Remains created. The people of the TVA are the protectors of the multiverse, taking on the role that they believed the Time Keepers had, focusing on finding actually dangerous variants who threaten it all and appropriately dealing with them — instead of any old variant who created an innocent, tiny deviation unknowingly and treating them like a criminal.

Loki and Sylvie are both complex, nuanced characters that are capable of making wrong and right decisions. They are both capable of doing better and taking time to understand the other, to see both the small and big picture. Their dynamic was never going to be smooth sailing, they are both intrinsically different when it comes to power and control. Loki originally wanted to overthrow the Time Keepers and take their place, whereas Sylvie wanted to kill them and burn down their system. Loki wears his God status with pride, whilst Sylvie denounces her own. Loki accepts the hierarchy and has used it to his advantage in the past, whilst Sylvie challenges it and defies it…

Sylvie: “Sounds like, whatever we do, we’re playing God.”

Loki: “We are Gods.”

In the end, the show isn’t asking the audience to pick a side, to choose between reformism or revolutionism, it’s asking the audience to understand the arguments and explore the tension between the two characters — ‘why’ and ‘how’ these two characters got to where they are in their respective beliefs. It’s about change and how no-one is ‘truly good’ or ‘truly bad’, but it makes us question the morality and ethics of people and the systems they are a part of. It gives the hope that we can wish for better, and not settle for a system that ultimately harms us.

Rating: R (Dark Elements!)

Theme Song: ALWAYS BEEN YOU by Chris Grey

Shifting where you sat no longer helped you. It’s been over thirty minutes and you were sure Loki would have been back by now and relieved you of your position. As much as you wanted to get up, move a bit or at the very least, scoot to the carpet- something told you he wasn't joking about knowing if you had moved or not. 

Then hurry up bastard.

Your eyes were closed and was trying to think of almost anything other than the ache in your knees. At the very least, you had thought of some interesting things while you finally had a moment to yourself..

You still very much disliked the god of mischief.. But the more you observed him in his ‘personal’ life- something you hadn't necessarily been able to do before because you had been worrying about your own tasks.. His assholeness didn't seem to stem from just out of nowhere. 

He might have been leading on to something when questioning your homelife- whether it be to fuel more torment or investigate more on possibly an assasination attempt.. for a moment, you had the feeling like he genuinely wanted to know.. Like he was in search of some equal ground when he himself had a questionable family life- information you hadn't cared to seek out until now. 

What happened in the palace was not in your control, servants worried about what they were assigned and that was all. 

His demeanor drastically changed when his brother arrived, that was most certainly clear. You hardly knew the true nature of their relationship, but there was definitely some family rivalry and it most likely had to do with the throne, other than usual brotherly competitiveness. Either way, Thor turned his mood sour and he took it out on you. 

It made you wonder.. All those times in the past, did he seek you out because he had just finished an encounter with his brother, or any other situation that poisoned his mood? 

If it was, it still didn't explain why he sought you to take it out on- not that you wished ill will on anyone else. 

What was the plan then? 

You were a chambermaid, bound to his personal care and now practically in arms reach of his mischief and chaos. Was there some possible way of getting your old job back? You already tried being bad at the job and.. Well, it got you in worse trouble and if you attempted it again, you were at the mercy of Loki who was very much eager to correct. 

Strangely, you thought about home life again. Prince Del had several times taken visits to your realm and each time, you’ve refused him until your family got involved to encourage you more into marrying him. He was the perfect man around them, but openly was the opposite outside their eye view. You wondered if his visits stopped when you disappeared, possibly seeking out another realm to conquer or would randomly check in to see if you had been found. 

Who cares…

You loved your family, your people, your realm, but there was no use moping about it and how it fared while you were stuck here. 

Go back? There’d have to be worser things for you here to even consider going back to a lifetime of-

The heavy doors finally opened, startling you to open your eyes up tiredly before seeing Loki stroll back in, looking rather.. Relaxed compared to how he usually was when dealing with.. Everything. His expression showed how he was pleased when his eyes landed on you, clearly seeing the strain on your features and the truth that you had indeed not moved an inch since he had left.

‘’My dear Y/N, it looks like you are finally finding yourself capable of following but simple orders,’’ Loki grinned with his arms spread, as if saying ‘look at you! This is wonderful’ before they folded back behind his back again with the doors shutting behind them from the guards. ‘’Come to me darling, so that i may properly praise you.’’

Your brows furrowed not so much at the order, but the reward. Praise you?? You wanted nothing from him- let alone anything suggestive as to what his rewards may be. Nothing good could even come from him, but especially now when he saw your opposite expression.

‘’I need not rewards my lord, my job is to do as i’m told.’’ you said carefully, hoping the both of you can just move on from this stupid situation so that you may perhaps stand at the very least.

Loki frowned and raised a brow. ‘’If I decide that I wish to reward my staff, then that decision is up to me. Now, come here.’’

He said it a little firmer, a reminder that you needed to watch who you were talking to. He made no move to enter further into the room from which he had entered, and something told you he had stayed put on purpose.

Indeed..

The moment you went to stand up, your knees ached and damn near buckled beneath you, making your palms slap quickly to the floor so that you wouldn't face plant onto the marble. You winced a little with your less than graceful balance and quickly went back into your sitting position upon realizing- being on all fours- Loki had another view of your cleavage. Somehow your original position didn't feel that bad for how long you had endured it and everything else felt foreign- blood rushing back into your limbs that left you tingling and strange.

‘’Well?” Loki asked all too innocently, failing to hide the grin on his face while you resisted a glare to shoot at him. 

Bastard.

Trying again, you went slower this time, trying to raise onto one foot and lift with your hands on your knee, almost looking like someone triple your age before your limbs protested, freezing and making you bail back into your kneeling position. Fuckkkk. He planned this.. Probably. That smirk made you KNOW he did. 

You weren't going to let him win though, you knew he was wanting you to either admit that you couldn't, or worse.. Ask for assistance. With your palms meeting the ground in front of you, you swallowed thickly before following his command to come over. 

Crawling. 

‘’By gods Y/N, look at you..’’ he praised with almost a hushed voice, even having the gall to sit upon the steps that led you down into his chambers like a master waiting for its dog to trot over. ‘’Already learning so much..’’

‘’Are you to expect me now to crawl everywhere?” you almost regretted asking- knowing he’d make it seem like it was your suggestion but you needed to ease the bite in your words if you couldn't so much as glare at him.

‘’If i so deem it worthy, I just might have you do so.’’ Loki smirked and you raised your eyes to look at him, hoping the distance was closer to end this nonsense, only to find his hand extended out towards you.

Something told you it wasn't necessarily for you to take and help stand.

You paused your movements, taking in a sharp breath when the tingling in your limbs vanished a bit while you looked up at him with a dull expression. You wanted to say so many things, so many unkind things, but the calm expression on his features made you think twice about it. Disrupting his peace would only have you land yourself in worse conditions- even if your mind screamed for it to be worth it and not let him win.

Drawing another breath, you held your tongue and slowly continued until you stopped right before his hand, looking at it hesitantly before looking up at him.

‘’I found it best to return so that i could finally show you to your chambers, perhaps go over what i expect from you before the evening feast.’’ he started, almost sounding as casual as one would be talking about the weather but he gave you no time to frown when his hand suddenly began to stroke the top of your head, almost as if you were a dog.

If he wanted a dog, then you so very much thought about biting his hand.

‘’You are permitted to stand but by all means, crawl after me if it suits you.’’ Loki smirked, giving you permission he knew you might not be able to take while you quickly got away from his hand to sit back on your heels. 

You hated him.. But by gods, you wanted to stand if it killed you. There was no way in Hel you’d be crawling everywhere around here, especially with his wandering eyes in which he so happens to be indulging now.

‘’Yes, sire.’’ you simply said, meaning something else before drawing in a breath. 

Loki sat calmly on the steps as he watched you from the floor, looking entirely intent while you struggled to stand properly- looking like a newborn Midgardian Giraffe while you hunched and stumbled. 

Your knees ached and were willing to bet there’d be bruises on them while you tried to right yourself up and not hunch like an improper slouch. Realizing your hunch gave him a good view down your top- if you could even call it that- you quickly pushed off your knees to stand straight, only for your limbs to buckle and by the horror- fall forward with your arms flinging over his shoulders. 

His hands wasted no time to meet your waist, almost as if they were naturally magnetic to find themselves there and held you steady- unnecessarily close against him while your hands scrambled to purchase his shoulders to push away, eyes wide and panicked.

‘’If you wished for me to carry you instead darling, you need but ask. It could most definitely be arranged,’’ he teased, his nose brushing against yours when you leaned off his chest and misjudged the distance, seeing how incredibly close to his face you really were. 

‘’N-no no- i don’t need carrying your highness-’’ you said very quickly and tried straightening your arms out in front of you to push away from him, only to feel his hands tighten to keep you exactly the way you were. 

At this point you had to weigh your options and crawling wasn't one of them. Staying here, like this, wasn't either. 

‘’I.. If I am to be so bold upon making a request.. Could i have..’’ your face turned beat red the wider his grin got. ‘’My lord’s.. Assistance..’’ 

Loki’s eyes that danced nearly had a shiver run down your spine and you instantly regretted your request. You'd just have to take his hand right? 

‘’Of course you can Y/N, please, wrap your arms around my neck,’’ he smirked and your stomach twisted as you began to pull away again.

‘’Wouldn't your hand servi-’’

‘’You wish for my assistance Y/N? Then take what I give you.’’ he smirked and his hands began to slide around your waist. ‘’I’m only trying to ensure you don’t fall..’’

Sure.

You felt your brow twitch, demanding for it to fall into a glare but you turned your face to the side instead. His warm breath gently fanned the side of your face, drawing goosebumps to appear along your arms while you slowly slid your hands from his shoulders, to wrap around his neck and ultimately brought your chest back to press against his own. 

His arms did the same but around your waist and from how your awkward position upon the stairs had you in his sitting position, you damn near laid against him as he leaned back. The color in your cheeks only got worse as he seemed to take his bloody time before one hand finally abandoned your body to rest behind him, pushing himself forward until he stood and helped you up, keeping you against him while you found your footing and steadied your legs. 

‘’How do you feel?” he whispered and you almost wanted to ask what he was referring to ‘specifically’.

Achy, would only gain him victory in hurting you. Pleasant would only pure more moments like this one and your cheeks heated even more with those images. Nervous, only would result in the second option as well, so as soon as you put more weight on your legs, you drew in enough strength to deal with the ache and glanced up at him.

‘’Better.. Thank you.’’ you said quickly, feeling your arms sliding off of him but with how he held you close, settled your hands upon his chest until given permission to move away.

Obedience..

‘’I’m glad.’’ he said gently, his voice almost throwing you off to look up at him. His voice was soft, sounding like he meant it but before you could figure out if it were a trick or not, his hands suddenly rose to grip your shoulders, turning you swiftly around to face an open door that led out to an extension of his chambers, one you haven't noticed until now.

The swiftness in his movements tested your strength in your legs and your balance pushed you back, feeling his chest meet your back and your body tensed up. A step forward wasn't your option because his hands ensured you’d stay just like this until he said otherwise and initially, leaned veen closer behind you so you could feel something bulging pressing up against your behind.

‘’Wha-!” your panicked voice squeaked before suddenly he was walking forward, guiding and pushing you in the direction of the room while you felt his body lean down ever so slightly to rest his chin against your shoulder. 

‘’Now,’’ he began, his cock pushing into you which spurred you on to try to walk faster despite his protesting grip on your shoulders. ‘’You shall wake before me and adopt the habit of being at my beck and call, whenever that might be. It may be at dawn, it may be before that. Pray i do not wake first before you do.’’

You shivered, not wanting to ask what might happen if you failed this impossible task. How were you to know when he woke up if it’s hour was unpredictable?

The two of you entered the extended chambers and found how it was similar to his own, but a bit less luxurious.  It had what was necessary- a bed, a table and reading sill by the window and another entry for a smaller bathroom. His colors were still very much there, almost to remind whoever resided here- you- of whom you work for still. The only concerning fact was how close it was to Loki’s room and you instantly wanted to leave.

At least the servant’s chambers where you came from was in its own hall, practically impossible to pass a royal but enough to rush to the halls to lead to them. This.. had no privacy at all.. 

‘’Like it?” Loki purred and you shivered when he finally released your shoulders, stepping away from you entirely as you took in your settings. 

At least your legs worked and it was tempting to utilize your running abilities as you slowly turned to face him again. ‘’It’s.. Lovely, sire.. Thank you..’’ you said politely, as tight as it sounded. 

‘’I am glad darling, and because I may be needing assistance from you at any time, these two rooms are connected, mine and yours and they will stay that way. If I am to find them closed at any time, it best be for a damn good reason.’’ he nodded beside his shoulder at the door that merely mocked your privacy that would have been offered between him and you.

You purse your lips and draw in a breath. ‘’Yes sire.’’

Loki smirked and began backing out of the room, keeping full eye contact while still sporting what apparently ‘you’ had caused. You knew what he wanted however, and by keeping your eyes glued at all times to his, you followed after him until he stopped walking backwards in the middle of his own chambers, making you pause at the doorway that separated the two.

‘’Your resiment shall be simple, and almost always repetitive outside what i ask of you that may vary depending.’’ he said carefully and you swallowed thickly, not wanting to explore what he meant by that nodded all the same.

‘’Yes sire..’’

‘’The fireplace will be drawn, tea served and breakfast at that table.’’ Loki began, nodding towards each item as mentioned with your eyes glancing to memorize. ‘’While I indulge, you are to change the sheets. Before I finish eating, a bath will be drawn. Once I am ready for the day, you shall follow. You will wait and be ready, at my side, at all times, for anything i may need of you, unless of course i choose to relieve you a moment of your duties but expect you to be back at my side before i question your whereabouts or what's delaying your return.’’

You nodded quickly, your mind memorizing everything he told you until there was a pause. If he were to give you a break or dismiss you to go somewhere else.. How were you to know when you should return or if he was calling you? Unless of course.. That was the whole point.. To never leave his side or return immediately after you were finished with whatever. 

A servant was never to wait to be called, they stayed ready. At all times. Beside their master..

‘’Unless i am expected in the dining hall, in which you are also to accompany me and only service me, the evening meal shall be served in the same place as breakfast.’’ he continued and took a step closer now, seeming to begin to finish his instructions while your eyes rose to look at him.

‘’Do you understand so far?”

‘’Yes sire..’’ you said quietly, biting your bottom lip before you drew in a break. ‘’Rise before you, always be ready with what you might require.. The fire shall be drawn, tea poured and breakfast at the table before you wake. Reset the bed and have a bath drawn for when you are finished and continue to follow along when you have exited your chambers.. Service only you and serve diner here if your presence isn't required in the dining hall..’’ 

Loki smiled gently at you and raised his hand, the action for some reason making you want to flinch before it settled on your cheek, stroking your skin softly with his thumb before it slid down to cup your jaw. ‘’Good girl..’’ he praised and your breath hitched while your eyes widened. 

He took another step forward, the distance getting less and less while your body wished to back away. Tilting your head up to keep his eye contact, your body tensed to feel how his bulge now pressed up against your pelvis, even if you thought there was still a bit of distance between you two.

‘’A fire shall be drawn during dinner here and a bath may be required if I shall request it. When the day is completed and i am to retire for the night,’’ he paused, his thumb sliding up to grip your chin now, tapping it just below your bottom lip in which his eyes flickered down to watch before capturing your again, this time making you flinch but by his order alone.

‘’You are to warm my bed.’’

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Why do I think this is possible?

Well, in season two of ‘Loki’, he is given the ability of ‘time slipping’ by He Who Remains. Over the series, Loki learns to control this ability, even going so far as being able to pause time. But with every time that he time slipped, Loki was able to remember it when seemingly no one else (except He Who Remains) could. Loki also literally has held the multiverse in his hands, using his magic to keep the branches alive and likely would’ve had some lingering effect from this.

So, what does this mean for the film?

Well, I think this is perhaps where Loki will become a more major role. I don’t think we will see much of him in ‘Doomsday’, and when we do, sadly it won’t be for long or pleasant, I imagine. But in ‘Secret Wars’, Loki has the chance here to become ‘Avenger Prime’. He may not have the exact same abilities as he did before Doom altered everything (and possibly took Loki’s powers), but what he does have is his memory and knowledge.

Could it possibly be Loki finally brings the Avengers together for a second time, except this time he’s on the right side? Loki works secretly, doing what he does best. In season two, Loki even had to round up his TVA friend’s variants, having to get them to trust him and help him… Possible foreshadowing? (I’m not saying this was planned at the time of the show being written, but there’s a possibility of a callback being made). There’s also the chance enchantment is used to unlock the teams memories, especially if Sylvie is indeed involved in the film — she unlocked the memories for some of the TVA agents, it would be a good way to utilise that!

So yeah… I think (if any part of the leak is true and I’m not saying it is lol) this would make sense and actually work pretty well. Obviously, at this point, I’ve just written a fanfiction plot lmao—

You want to help in some way but you know that this is way out of your league. They brought you here to be safe – so that they could do what must be done without you becoming a liability.

As you look hazily around the suite, you hand flexes at your side, recalling the heft of the knife you held as if you would have known how to use it. What good would that have done in a gun fight anyways...no...you need to learn to play this game. It’s a notion you’ve entertained before but you haven’t had the chance to act on it and now it’s too late, it seems.

A face flashes for your inner eye: a dark, knowing gaze that had held a promise of safety despite all odds. The concierge. Perhaps – and this is a long shot – perhaps he could be of assistance even if you don’t have any of those coins.

Smoothing yourself over, you grab the key and hurry out the suite, not bothering to put on shoes but preferring to move silently instead. The elevator is in use so you take the stairs, each step growing more and more confident. Hopeful.

Then suddenly, you’re in the lobby and the granite is cold under your feet, shocking you back to reality as you see the shapes of a few people loitering in the space. Not faces you recognize and they don’t seem to spare you much attention.

Once more full of nerves, you step up to the reception desk, earning the polite attention of the man there.

“What can I do for you, miss?” he enunciates calmly and you feel the soothing balm of his confidence willing you to straighten up.

“Could I...” you stop yourself, hearing how fearful you sound despite the theatrics. “What if they don’t come back?”

He hesitates, though no part of his face hints at dislike or pity. “Come this way, miss.”

Placing a small placard on the smooth surface of the counter, he ushers you around the corner and into the office behind the reception.

It’s a spacious room with a typewriter on a grand desk and several filing cabinets. There’s also a pair of ottomans and it is to one of these he guides you.

“Tea?”

His question confuses you. “Uh...yes, please.”

It takes a moment or two, but eventually, a thin porcelain cup is filled with aromatic tea, sugar and milk at your disposal, and the concierge joins you. You mimic the way he stirs the sugar into the tea, the soft clink of the little spoons finding a comfortable rhythm for a little while.

“You asked me a question and I am afraid I have no kind answer,” the man begins. He takes a sip of his tea before continuing: “In the unlikely, but not impossible, event that none of your partners should return, the room has been covered for the duration of a week during which time I would recommend you made arrangements for the future. Most likely, you would suffer no imminent threat anymore and could be free to leave.”

A rattling is filling the room and it takes a moment before you realize that it’s your hands shaking so much the cup is dancing on the saucer. Forcing your hands to calm, you put down the tea and fold your hands in your lap.

“No threat?” You echo his words.

A soft nod. “With Laufeyson and Rogers out of the picture, you’d be – and do pardon the expression – worthless.” As you don’t say anything, he carries on. “If you were to do something reckless now, such as leave the hotel, you would most likely be apprehended by one of the competing Enclaves and use as a bargaining chip.”

This time you nod. You’d guessed as much. “Would anyone tell me if...?”

“Here at the hotel, we have our means of gathering information. Naturally, I would be obliged to inform you of the night’s conclusion.”

You can’t get yourself to ask if the kind men you love are out there killing everyone in the other Enclaves, but the concierge must have gathered that’s what you’re thinking about because he explains calmly, as if talking about the weather, how Loki and Steve likely are going for the top of each Enclave. Targets that are highly protected not to mention have their own set of skills, making them formidable matches.

“I can’t...I...how...?” you mumble as he finishes.

You legs are trembling too, now. Full of a useless adrenaline that you can’t work out of your body.

“I would recommend you return to your room. A night’s rest would likely do you well and will shorten the time in which you have to wait. Come morning, you’ll see everything will have found a new balance.”

Staring at him dumbfounded, you don’t know how to make it more obvious that you’ll never be able to find rest until your men are back safe. And then the idea of being alone is too harrowing. No, you don’t want to go back up to your room and you are just about to say as much when the soft peal of a bell can be heard from the reception.

“Pardon me.”

Straightening his vest, the concierge leaves the small office, leaving the door ajar. Maybe it’s on purpose, maybe it’s a coincidence. Either way, it allows you to pick up on the voices of the people he greet and you go stock still with fear.

You recognize them from earlier that night: one male and one female, the latter with a heavy accent.

“As per our long, trusted policies, we do not disclose any names of guests or visitors,” you can hear the answer faintly.

There seems to be some sort of discussion, but you can’t pick up anything else from where you’re sitting. You’ve half decided to try to sneak closer when a door at the other end of the office opens – you hadn’t even noticed it there – and a rotund lady fabulous ‘50ies outfit bustles through with a note in her hand. Spotting you, she winks at you before joining the concierge out of sight.

A moment passes. The male voice growls something and his accomplice shouts something in Russian.

Then silence.

There’s a faint breeze of night air before that too fades, preceding the winking woman and the concierge as they come back to the office.

“Thank you, Linda,” the dark man smiles softly.

He sits down once more, taking a sip of his tea and apparently finding it an adequate temperature because he drinks some more.

“They were looking for me,” you guess.

“They were. But you are safe here.”

“Thank you.”

He smiles, putting down the cup. “Besides...they have more urgent matters to tend to.”

“Romanova?”

An eyebrow arches. “Presumably still alive...the same cannot be said for Odinson and Stark.”

You don’t know whether to laugh or to cry. All blood drains from your head, making you slump back in your seat at the knowledge of what Steve and Loki have done. You knew that was their plan. You had assumed they were capable. Hearing the proof, however, is quite different.

A quick workout - that was all you had intended to do on this evening, followed by binge-watching this new series together with the girls.

Unfortunately, had fate a twisted sense of humor. Namely, getting you in precarious situations...

Blindly, you reached for the next best piece of clothing you could find - not caring in that moment if it was yours or one of the others. All you cared about was getting up to your floor ASAP. Once you were dressed in nothing but a green t-shirt, grey shorts and fluffy socks, you threw the other shit in your gym bag, switched on your phone flashlight and raced for the door and elevator. Still working, you realised in sheer relief and pressed the button. It took a long second before the elevator arrived and the steel doors slid open. Not even caring to give the insides a proper look, you stepped into the elevator and pressed the button of your floor. As the steel doors slid shut again and the engines rumbled to life, you sighed in relief. But then...

You had just finished showering in the gym's small locker room in the Avengers tower as the power went suddenly off, followed by a blaring alarm noise which caused you to almost jump out of your skin.

"Power off. Restarting program started," announced Jarvis. "Oh no, for real now?!" You exclaimed and hopped out of the stall; already wrapped in your fluffy towel.

Quickly drying yourself off, you knew that this was a race against the time now. Due to Tony's installed security system, every time when there was a blackout, Jarvis restarted the whole system - which was according to Tony important. The problem about it? The process shut down several devices inside the compound such as TV's, light, Thor's beloved toaster... and most times even the elevators. That's why you really had to hurry up. Unless you'd have to most likely spend the night at the gym - and you rather preferred your bed, honestly.

"Making a run for your floor as well, huh?"

The sudden voice coming from behind you managed to startle you once again. Whipping around, you found none other than Loki leaning casually against the elevator wall; hands stuffed in the pockets of his sweatpants and a small smirk on his lips.

Ugh.

You swallowed. Why did it had to be Loki? You asked yourself. Since the God was deemed to be redeemed on earth and to pay the price of his actions, you harboured a crush on Thor's little brother. How could you not? The black-haired trickster was beyond handsome.

"Well... Yes, obviously," you said; adding a small, nervous laugh. "Just like you, I reckon." "Positive, darling."

"I-I, uh, I-" You stammered while the God just kept smiling mischievously at you. You took a deep breath and squeezed your eyes shut for a moment; getting yourself together again. "S-Sorry, I didn't mean to. I-I was at the gym and showered when the blackout suddenly happened. I just... reached for the first thing I could find and-" You cut off your own sentence once more. This time because the elevator suddenly stuttered; light flickering above you.

His oceanic blue eyes roamed your figure, before another smile tugged at the corners of his lips. "May I ask why are you wearing my t-shirt?"

You blinked at his words. His t-shirt? "Your t-shirt? I don't-" Then you noticed it. The too big fabric hugging your upper body. The colour. Emerald green. The faint smell of his signature cologne. His smell. Fuck. You were wearing his t-shirt...

Oh.Uh.

The sudden movement 'caused you to lose your balance and of course stumble right into Loki - who caught you easily with his strong arms. "Careful, little Midgardian," he said while still steadying you as the elevator came entirely to an halt; sealing your fate.

You were stuck.

In an elevator.

With Loki.

Your crush.

Wearing his t-shirt.

Fuck.

Yeah, great... The emergency light..., you thought. That wasn't helping you in this situation. You were still stuck in a very tight space with the man you had the hots for. Great.

You took a few steps back again - even though a part inside you wanted nothing more to stay in his embrace.

"Well... Looks like we are going to spent the next few hours together in here," Loki stated and casually pressed the emergency button; signalling Tony that someone was stuck. Not the first time. "At least the emergency light is still on."

"How, uh, long do you think this is going to take?" "I am afraid I do not have an answer to that question, darling. These..." Loki gestured around. "... Midgardian steel boxes are not my expertise. It appears to me that all we can do is wait until either Jarvis gets the systems running once again or for Mr. Know-it-all to get us out of here." You nodded; taking a deep, shaky breath.

The problem? Lying to Loki? The trickster God? Bad idea.

Tight spaces usually weren't a problem for you - but with Loki it was as you discovered.

"Are you alright, little Midgardian? Claustrophobia?" You shook your head; trying to keep your cool around him - as you usually tried to. "No, I'm okay." The God raised an confused eyebrow. "No? What is it then, darling? Forgive me for my boldness but you do not quite seem to be alright." "Nothing. I am alright," you stated; not just lying to Loki but also to yourself.

Deep oceanic blues flickered over your entire frame; noticing the way your body language seemed to be all shy and flustered around him - and Loki being Loki, he could look right through you.

"Understandable, darling..." He spoke in a raspy voice; so close now that you could feel his breath on your skin; inhale his cologne with every breath you took and feel the warmth radiating off his skin - and it was intoxicating. You felt like you were drowning in Loki. His smell. His presence. His eyes.

A mischievous, boyish smile tugged at the corner of his lip.

"Oh, I see." You blinked. "S-See... what?" "It is because of me, isn't it?" He asked; voice deeper than before - and it sent a shiver down your spine. "Is my presence intimidating you?" The God continued; and took slow, almost dangerous steps closer - causing you to instinctively back up. Not very far, though. Tight space. You hit the steel wall of the elevator within two steps. Shit.

"Face to face with the God of Mischief, Prince of Asgard and rightful heir to the throne of Jotunheim." Loki placed both his hands strategically above your head against the steel wall. "It is quite a lot," he whispered with a wink. 'Smug idiot' - that was what you wanted to say, but instead all you did was exhale a shaky breath which unfortunately sounded distinctively like a moan.

Oops.

The little sound you made caused another mischievous smirk to dart across the God's face. "Ohhh," he breathed - and it was probably the hottest thing you had ever heard. So hot and intimidating that your knees almost buckled and gave in underneath you. "You like it, do you, darling?"

Who were you to lie to him? It was obvious to Loki anyway. He could look right through you.

You nodded; another shaky breath paving its way past your lips. "Well..." Loki started; eyes flickering from your eyes to your mouth and back. "That makes two of us, little Midgardian."

Oh my gosh. You could've sworn you were close to combusting.

That was it. The moment you gave in. To this situation. To him. The adrenaline sent a rush of courage through your body - otherwise you had probably never dared to do what you did next. You stood on your tiptoes and just... kissed him. Hot, heavy, open-mouthed. Nothing innocent about the kiss you shared - and the God happily reciprocated. Teeth clacking, lips colliding.

With laboured breathing, the God pulled back to lick his lips and smirk at you. Skilled, elegant hands now tugged gently at the hem of your - his - t-shirt. "I should take back what belongs to me," he spoke in a raspy voice.

"Y-You should," you answered without thinking. Loki smirked once more. But just as his delicate fingers wanted to work his piece of clothing off your body, the steel doors of the elevator suddenly opened. A little slow and wistful, but nevertheless. Within seconds, Loki's hands were miles away from you and the bubble of tension bursted.

Tony stood in the doorway in full Iron Man armour - except the helmet. Funnily enough, it appeared that you had stopped right at a floor. The man's eyes wandered from you to Loki. "Did I... interrupt something?" Unlike you, the God had quickly regained composure again and was once more casually leaning against the wall. "Nothing but conversation," he started and elegantly pushed himself off the wall. "You should've waited longer to rescue us in order to interrupt something." He winked at you. "I hope we get to finish what we started, darling," Loki whispered into your ear then and just strutted past you and Tony to leave the elevator.

Tony blinked in confusion and shook his head, while you were still shaken up. "You okay, Y/N/N? Quite creepy to get trapped in an elevator with Reindeer Games if you ask me..." You nodded and straightened Loki's t-shirt; trying to get yourself together again. "Mhm... Creepy..." You said rather absentmindedly; staring after the God with his words still echoing in your mind.

3AM Cookies || Summary: you wake up in the middleof the night because someone’s baking in your kitchen.

A Burden || Summary: he was finally here with you.

Black Kittens || Summary: After thinking Loki had died by Thanos's army, you discover a secret.

Bookshops & Mythology || Summary: a handsome stranger comes into the bookshop you work and offers you a date.

Come With Me, Forever || Summary: Loki catches you reading his planetary books one evening and offers to take you to see them in person.

Do You Feel Safe, Yet? || Summary: You thought you’d be safe moving states away. [Mafia! Loki]

Every Part of You || Summary: you’ve been gaining weight and you’re too upset about it.

For the Love of Food || Summary: you fall into a food coma after making and eating thanksgiving dinner in the middle of April.

Humanly Pets || Summary: Loki finds out that you’re not exactly fully human. [WEREWOLF!REDER]

I’ll Protect You || Summary: Loki vows to handle the asshole of a boyfriend you have.

A Kiss to Break || Summary: you get yeeted into the Void and somehow fall under a spell that you can't wake from. The Lokis surrounding you try everything to wake you up until President Loki succeeds.

Library Violence || Summary: you get kidnapped by some goons and Loki comes to your rescue [Mafia AU]

Lost My Love || Summary: you knew this place held someone -- someone-- familiar. you just needed to know what or who it was after years of torture.

More of You, I Love || Summary: Loki transforms into you while you have your back turned away. And he falls in love all over again.

Out of Place || Summary: you're haunted by the narrative of Loki. [Serial Killer!Loki]

Secrets in Death || Summary: Loki only ever wanted to love you.

Shadows of Love || Summary: why cant he just love you?

Shattered World || Summary: After Loki returns to you after he disappeared, he tells you he can no longer be with you.

To Catch a Shadow || Summary: Being harassed at work one night changed the entirety of your life when the Mafia Lord himself caught the act. [Mafia Loki]

Toothaches and Headaches || Summary: You hear Loki being his usual self as you get work done on your braces.

Wet Smelly Dogs || Summary: You bring home a ratty looking dog from the shelter. Loki disapproves.

“Mother, these feelings are so foreign, I can’t stand them, but at the same time I do,” Loki had come storming into his mothers study with so many things to say. His mind is in turmoil. How was it that he’s only known this omega just short of two months and he’s feeling things he’s never felt. Loki feels a deep connection, further than his brain can comprehend. He’s never felt any level of caring for anyone other than his mother. Loki wishes he could understand these feelings, they are all so new, he’s never had these feelings for any other omega, even the omegas he’s bedded in the past. So, why is this one so different?

A soft hand places itself on Loki’s face, “Darling child, breathe, you're only making yourself panic more.” Frigga drops her hand to Loki’s, “Follow your heart, whether you think you have one or not. You do, so follow it.” Frigga squeezes his hand. “Anything else on your mind?”

Loki pulls away from his mother to sit on a nearby couch, he sighs loudly, “I rode to my garden, I wanted to seek her out.” His head falls back against the couch with his eyes shut, “There were guards there, they had their hands on her, hurting her. I felt the need to protect her, I couldn't control myself.” 

Loki told his mother everything from his night with the fragile omega from the shoes to the way the omega denied the horseback ride to the garden.

“Mother, I don't think she has a home. The omega was in my personal garden late at night, she usually is,” Loki sits up to look at his mother. “She referred to her home as a place… she seemed cautious of even mentioning ‘her place’.”

“Then why don’t you find out,” Frigga sits closer to Loki. “Try to bring it up in a conversation or… you could always read her mind.”

Loki’s eyes go wide, “I will not do such a thing as read her mind, I’ll just ask.”

“Then ask, child,” Frigga takes a mental note of Loki’s choice to not read the omega's mind. He would have done the act without second thought at any moment he chose, but he won’t. She knows Loki respects this omega more than he’d like to admit.

—---

It’s been a little over a week since the alpha and the omega have seen each other. Loki has been busy with his duties as the king and hasn't had time to check up on his omega. Today he finally has the time.

Loki decided to take the foot path to his garden, wanting to enjoy the forest with time, which Loki barely ever had. Loki pushes the heavy garden gates open, the gates squeaking as they open. 

Loki knew you were here, he could smell your addictive scent, this time your scent is mixed with water lilies. Loki follows your scent, the scent leading him to a small pond in the corner of his garden. You were nowhere to be seen. 

Until you surfaced from the pond's water. Naked.

“By the gods!” Loki turns his back immediately, giving the omega privacy. His face flaming with heat as if he’d eaten every hot pepper on Asgard. “Omega, what are you doing!?” His sentence came out in a ragged breath, his eyes shut tightly, not trusting himself to open them.

“Just bathing, that is all,” A splash of water hits Loki’s legs. “The water is always so warm.” You splash Loki once more, forcing him to turn. Thankfully you have your chest pressed against the rocks in the water.

“Omega where are your clothes?” His mind is so full of questions and a deep need. He wanted to ask if you’ve bathed in his pond before, he decided against asking. He knew the answer deep down, but Loki knew if you confirmed it… he’d want to invest his time in catching you naked, again.

You lie your forearms against the rocks, “Well you take your clothes off to bathe.” Your head comes down to lie on your arms, you open your mouth then close it like a fish gasping for the waters. “Well I was on my way here when I tripped… I didn't exactly intend to bathe in your pond but when I tripped on a fallen tree, I ripped my dress and may have gotten very dirty when I fell. But the shoes are ok!” Your eyes beamed brightly at Loki.

Loki couldn’t hold his smile back at the last part, “Ah yes at least the shoes are alright, but are you?” He bends at the waist so he's face to face with you, arms behind his back, a way to keep his hands from scouring yours for more cuts and bruises. 

You push up from the rocks, your breast on full display, water dripping down from your hairline, down your shoulders and between your delicate soft breasts. “Yes I am alright, but I do not have any clothes now.”

Loki watches the omegas every movement, especially the way the omegas nipples harden as the chilled air hits them. 

It takes more than a moment for Loki to speak, “Right then I can bring you some.” Loki has not a pinch on an idea why this omega is so calm being naked around him, many omegas hide away when naked.

You pull yourself all the way up out of the water, in all your glory, very naked. Loki chokes on the very air he breathes. Your body drips with water, more water follows the one before, down your shoulders, between the valley of your breast, then further down… The water drowns in the tuft of hair between your legs. 

Loki is ready to pounce on you like a lion until he sees you shivering, he can’t bear to speak, the only sound that would come out would be a deep groan. He takes his cape off handing it to you.

Your scent becomes sweeter as he hands you his cape.

Alpha’s scent. Mine. You omega side calls, but you have to ignore.

Loki feels more than possessive as you take the cape. His omega wrapped in his scent, his omega smells like him.

—

Loki comes back almost an hour later, sage green dress robes for the omega in his hands.

His ears perk up when he hears you coming forward, you stand in front of him, his cape wrapped around your shoulders, “I almost thought you wouldn’t come back.” You bounce on the heels of your feet to see what he has brought you.

“Don’t worry darling omega, I didn’t plan on leaving you here bare,” Loki holds the dress by the sleeves. The gown unfolds gracefully, “I hope it fits, you are quite… small for an omega so, please bear with my choice.”

“I love it, it’s… I love it! Thank you,” you drop Loki’s cape, the material sliding off your scarred shoulders, and onto the ground. You take the dress from Loki’s hands. He watches intensely as you slide the sage dress up your naked legs, your mound of hair between your legs, over your breast, and up and over your shoulders. He misses your naked body already.

You notice the dress sagging a fraction where your breast lies, “It’s a little loose.” You frown at Loki.

“That is because I have to tie the corset in the back, turn omega,” you turn, as he says. Strong hands pull the corset tighter, Loki’s hands itching to pull the dress down and fu- no he can’t.

He ties the corset close, and turns you by your waist, “You look like the angel you are.” Finally you look down at yourself, soft white lace holds your breast in place, sage corset hugs your waist, lifting your breast, making them more punctuated. The skirt of the dress is an emerald green with gold accents, a slip in the skirt matching the white lace, the dress comes to a stop at the middle of your calves.

A high-pitched excited squeal comes from you, “Oh thank you alpha! I love it so. I’ve never had anything this nice!”

Loki’s heart sinks hearing the last part, why haven’t you had anything this nice? Why? “I have one more thing for you, omega.” Loki conjures a matching pair of slippers.

You swear you were about to pass out, “Hurry! Put them on me!” And so Loki did.

Loki looks at you like he lost his favorite dagger, “What wrong..?”

He sighs deeply wondering if he should ask. He knows he should follow his heart so he does, “Why were you bathing in my pond? Really..? Do you have a home where you can do such an act, omega?”

You step back from Loki, like his question stung, you do not know what to say. There aren't enough words or actions to tell him. You take another step back, getting ready to run.

Loki watches your every move, he watches you make the decision to run. He won’t let you. Loki surges forward before you can run, his large hands wrap around your biceps. Not enough to hurt, but enough to keep you still, “Omega. Tell me.” 

His eyes pierce through you, “Why does it matter? I’m fine.” Yanking back seems like a good way to get out of his grip, you fail terribly. Loki holds you, his gaze holds you in place. Your head drops, not wanting to face him.

“It matters, it matters to me,” Loki emotions flair to protect, to care, to love. He needs to know you’re ok. “You’re not fine. You were-  you are still very malnourished. You are beaten and battered with many scars.” His breathing comes in short, ragged breaths. Worried ones. “You have no home. You have no bed to sleep on do you? You have no bath to bathe in?”

A sob flies from your mouth before you have any say in keeping it contained, your body goes flying towards Loki’s. You crumble on top of him like a heap of rocks, “No, No I don’t!”

Loki has no other choice, his body weight crumbles to the grassy ground, your body cradled into his. Your arms lace around his waist like a snake constricting its prey.