#infinity war verse

[thatsmrfantastic-archived]

Hide and seek. Just like we used to play. I want you to take your sister, create a dimension and go very far away. And I promise, I promise, son.  

                                              Your mom and I will come back and find you.

[loki-god-of-menace]

@stcrrk || continued from here

“If you wish, though I suspect you do not.” Loki answered, brushing aside the less than subtle insinuation that his presence made resting unfeasible and not much caring if Stark chose to act on his observation anyway.

A soft snort precluded his answer to Tony’s second question, “From you? Absolutely nothing. Speaking generally of my desires? Many things, all of which you would be unable to give.”

The god shrugged a shoulder and moved, fluid and assured, toward the make-shift bar that had been thrown together from an amalgamation of liquors and alcohols left over in supplies they had scrounged. Nothing was strong enough to do more than provide enjoyable taste, but Loki chose something nonetheless and flicked the seal off with a small movement of his thumb.

“Would you like to have a drink, Stark?” He offered, the words an ironic echoing of the past.

[cherryfinolahobbes]

                                     Amulet of the Goddess

 During Infinity War Cherry is granted a magical amulet from Dr. Strange.  

A small crystalline pendant in the shape of a peony like blossom that grants the wearer several abilities in the way of  energy shields and attacks. The amulet takes its power from the wearer’s emotions and often manifests its appearance in those feelings (i.e. when Cherry first uses the amulet it takes on the appearance of shielding her an iron man type suit because she’s worried about Tony in battle).

It doesn’t only tap into good feelings. The amulet also will react towards negative feelings automatically creating shields or “repulsing” a person or object that the wearer hates/fears. (When Cherry first sees Steve since he and Tony split ways he’s knocked backwards by a pulse of energy)

Lastly, because of how the amulet works, it can grant the wearer visions. Cherry often dreams of Tony as he’s lost in space, but she just takes them for dreams until sometime later Wong explains that they may not be dreams at all but actual premonitions. 

Cherry retains the amulet throughout Infinity War and afterwards. It boosts her confidence and really projects her into a new metamorphosis of her character.

[hothcnds]

IW BASED WISHLIST:

kim being surprisingly good at comforting someone as they die

soul bonding in the soul gem !

tony trading his soul for kim’s to release her from the soul gem 

someone telling kim they love her (she thinks her death is unimpactful) 

more depending on character !

[loki-god-of-menace]

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“What are the Norns, or the universe, or whatever higher power chose us for this life, attempting to communicate by making strong, golden-haired, blue eyed hot-heads for us to watch over?” Loki remarked from some more sequestered corner, his shoulder jammed against the wall. He did not look sullen as much as he appeared enigmatically irritated.

“I object.”

But he objected to many things the Norns had decreed for his life up to this point, and they had not seen fit to listen to him yet.

[loki-god-of-menace]

🎎 sit close enough to brush knees/lean against yours

Soft Affection|| Accepting!

Loki and Sigyn do not need to speak.

He was sitting on a bench, removed from the other members of their futile resistance more due to personal exile than overt judgement. He would never outrun all of the hatred; New York was more than six years past, but he could not expect Barton to forget, or Romanoff to forgive, or anyone who had lost siblings or mothers or children to ever say his name without fear and revulsion. He did not ask for forgiveness. He did not expect any.

But the war with Thanos was bigger than personal resentments so he helped. Where and when and how he could. It was exhausting, facing nightmares from his past every waking day. Thanos’ forces wore new faces, but they were essentially the same. Teeth, gray flesh, hive-minds. They were His next Chitauri. But it was the Titan’s children that reminded him the most of the past.

Loki had crossed blades with Corvus Glaive twice now. Both times he’d felt sick afterward, wanting to scrub the memory of the creature from his eyes and mind. It - he - always leered at him, like Loki was still little more than a slab of flesh with which they could do everything and anything they pleased.

Loki hated it. He hated the nausea after; hated the sweaty palms and shaking hands and the way he felt he could not get quite enough oxygen into his lungs.

Now he felt only tired and wrung out.

Sigyn sat next to him, close enough that their legs brushed and their shoulders knocked, gently, as she leaned in. Loki leaned in return, kissing the top of her head, lacing his fingers through hers. Their rings made soft ‘clink’ as their hands met.

They did not not speak. They did not have to. And no one disturbed the still, statuesque couple, curled deliberately into each other, fitting each curve and contour, like two parts broken from a whole.

[loki-god-of-menace]

@wiitcheshex​ || continued from here

As her eyes search the horizon like they did so many times before, when Loki’s words grace her ears, Wanda looks at him curiously and somber. ❛ Why do you say this ? ❜ she wonders. The young witch did not want to assume anything, least of all what the god was thinking.

His comment suddenly echoes in her mind then, and her blood chills. ❛ I don’t believe that you’re damned Loki. I can’t. ❜ Though she knew it was just a mere regard spoken truthfully, she wanted him to know she was there for him even if it was hardly felt.

Loki glanced at Wanda. His eyes reflected an unquestioning, if melancholy, acceptance. “It is... what the Aesir believe.” He explained, his voice a trace rough, “The good - the warriors who perish in glorious battle, the virtuous, the Norns-favored -, ascend to Valhalla when they die. The others...” He managed to restrain a wince at that word. He blinked instead. “are less fortunate. In light of the fact that I am not Ás, I do not foresee any eventuality in which I am favored in death.”

[loki-god-of-menace]

@sigynhealerofasgard​ liked for a Infinity War My heart is not okay Starter from this post

Loki’s hands were shaking. Something felt decidedly wrong in his throat, and it took more concentration that he would like to breathe.

“I am sorry-” He gasped, his voice rattling, and turned moist eyes upward to Sigyn. The words caught at the end, scraping and chaffing, and he coughed, tasting blood.

He reached out a hand, and though his fingers trembled, he slid them into hers and bowed his head, resting it against the union. “...Are you all right?”