Mar 14, 2014
"You’re a monster."
"Look into a mirror to see a monster. I am above your accusations."
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"You’re a monster."
"Look into a mirror to see a monster. I am above your accusations."
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The days seemed incurably longer when Loki was away, as he so often was. It was difficult for any one place to capture the God’s interest for lengthy amounts of time, that rule applying just as strictly to his home in Asgard, despite Sigyn’s presence there. She had grown used to the prolonged time on her own, finding things to fill up the hours, days, sometimes even weeks until her love’s return.
Of course, she was by no means totally alone; Loki’s son, a small boy with a distant disposition where she was concerned, was in her care when her husband was away. She supposed she understood the caution he displayed around her; she was not his mother, after all, only the wife of his father. Still, Sigyn thought of Fenrir in the same way she thought of any of Loki’s children – as family. She provided the boy with what he needed and made herself available when his father was away, but she kept her distance for the sake of his comfort. He already had a mother, she knew, and the position was not one that she felt any overwhelming desire to vie for.
As well aware of those facts as she was, she still looked after him in the way she would want her own children to be looked after. He was clothed, fed, and watched well in his father’s absence, despite the lack of maternal interaction the two of them shared. At that very moment, she was busying herself with preparing him something to eat while he wiled away the last bits of sunset playing in the courtyard. She didn’t anticipate him for a few minutes still, giving her a bit longer to finish up preparing the meal.
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//Omg yes they can have all the adorable cuddles and protective Fen sounds perfect. LETS DO THIS!
The young child pounced on the sleeping form of his mother and started nibbling her shoulder. "I got you now momma, you can't get away. Im going to eat you!!" he announced so proud of himself.
Angrboda laid upon the cool grounds with her hands on her stomach, her head rested against a tree root that rose out from the ground. It was peaceful as the rhymes of the her forest whispered against her ears, easily to fall fast asleep. Then she soon felt her child pounced upon her. A quick grin rose from her lips while her sapphire hues opened to glance toward her first born son, Fenrir. “Indeed you have me.” Laughter escapes her as she began to tickle him to the ground. She stops to gazed upon him for a moment with a lovely smile as she hovered over him. “Now try once more” Her lip gently pressed against his cheek for a kiss then quickly stood and ran. While running she transformed into a wolf, her four paws soon crushed the twigs and dead leave that were on the ground while her keen ears kept track of young Fenrir whereabouts.
The young child approached Loki in the garden and clung to his leg. "I have you now, im going to eat you cause you're defenceless" the young child started biting Loki's legs although the leather garment barely allowed for his teeth to graze him. "You surrender papa?"
Loki looked down at his second oldest with a raised eyebrow, then laughed. "No! The mighty Fenrir has me!!" Loki let himself fall back against the grass in mock pain. "Yes! Please mercy!!"
OMB Loki's babies are in my ask... I'm gonna die of fluffiness
(kid!Fen) "Sigy? Sigyyyy" he tugged at her robe to get her attention "I scraped my knee and now my trousers are torn"
She looked at him with surprise and worry before kneeling to look at his knee. It didn't look too bad, but she still wanted to clean it up. "Well, your trousers can be easily fixed, but lets get you cleaned up so we can put a bandage on your knee. We don't want to have to cut it off because it got infected now, do we?" she teased, pulling a comical face in the hopes of making him smile. Picking him up and putting him on her hip, she headed for the first aid kit.
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