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“ What . . . What day is it again? “

Loki once again whined as he did his best to put just pure dead weight onto her. His brows furrowing as he couldn’t utter a word with this stupid muzzle on. He could care less what her brother weighed, for all he could care he was as small as a child. He gently bonked his horns against her a few times, trying to be as much as a gnat in her ear as he could. 

Swiftly making his way over to her, he simply wrapped his arms around her shoulder, a muffled whine coming from him as he proceeded to put all his weight onto her. Surely this plan will work!

“ One does not need wine nor bread but do you still crave them? “

“ Then come here - I need someone to steal a blanket from, “

Loki each Sinday

Tis a shame there is no lover to love and cuddle with this fine SinSunday huh . . . . 

“ You should have told me sooner - “ Loki spoke as one of his hands gently rested against her cheek. “ I would have made sure you were at least comfortable, “ He admitted, even though everything in him wanted to simply vanish. But what would be said of a king who abandons his kin? 

“ You’re . . . pregnant? “ Loki whispered, eyes already glancing down to her stomach as his eyes widened. “ How? When? “ He asked as his eyes now seemed to focus on her stomach, brows furrowed as he seemed to be deeply thinking about how this came to be. 

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

POINT ONE MORE KNIFE I SWEAR TO THE GODS I-  🔪 🔪 🔪 🔪 

please i fear your scary wife / @healertm​ @niteswcrd​

Loki’s mouth was open to talk -- the need to explain each action. For once he could say with honesty that he felt warmth. A soft frown formed on his face, he could feel his eyes about to water. Gently, he wrapped his arms around her, his face gently pressed into her hair.