#ofvanaheim

⭐️ Siggy: She is glad for the resemblance. So people don't make such a big deal. It wrecks her when people act like Sigyn had done something so brave and noble in taking Hel into her heart when for Hel it was never.. a choice. Sigyn was ALWAYS there. They were always family and acting like she's just putting on a brave face to save her feelings.. feels so cheap.

⭐️The twins: Speaking of resemblance, once she stole Narvi's clothes and absconded with Vali and there were enough people convinced she was Narvi that they all got in very serious trouble when he said he wasn't where he "had been seen with his brother". She hated puberty for stealing that stealth ability from her.

Loki smirked at his son over the brim of his cup of mead. He loved him utterly, but with the trickster it would never mean complete trust, especially not when his blood coursed through Narvi's veins.

"If it so happened that I could have been the culprit, would you agree it was rather brilliantly executed? No Asgardians died after all."

Loki leans sideways, tucking one bare foot underneath themselves before turning their attention to their son. Their expression is one of mild confusion. “...so what if you did? It just means you lied twice.” With a shrug, the god raises their cup of tea to black painted lips – but mid mouthful they pause, eyes narrowing with sudden suspicion. “You didn’t say it to your mother did you?”

"Because it is all you have ever been taught," Loki answered his son curtly, his gaze glacial and sharp through the impervious golden veil of his Asgardian cell.

"You may yet escape the judgement placed upon me and the savagery of our blood if you cleave to your mother. They might say there is hope for you to avoid monstrousness. All the better, for you would make a pitiful villain. I would sooner find a more capable associate among pixies."

Every callous word cut him, but he had to push Váli from his path, out of Thanos' notice.

❛ It’s getting worse, isn’t it? ❜

Silence betrayed her. Not so much as the worried expression on her wrinkled brows, but.. more than she would have liked. There isn't much she can say to assuade his concern. So for just this once, she didn't even try.

"How did you get here so quickly?"

" I'm a monster."

Hel did not respond immediately. Wasn't sure how to. The words left a sting in her chest that felt like the piercing of a sharp blade. If he were a monster, what did that make Hel? It didn't bear thinking on.

" Are you crying?" (from narvi on !)

"Don't be ridiculous, Narvi." Hel sniffed, pressing her cheek closer to her pillow. She was a brilliant liar. The very best. But some things can not be hidden. Her tears among them. Her pillow was wet and her eyes bloodshot.