I just read a long post about this apparent fight going on in tumblrland between Loki fans excited for the Disney+ show and the Loki fans not looking forward to it bc of the crap way Loki has been treated in the MCU from Gagnarok on.
My curiosity stems from being surprised that it’s not just me and @teadrinkingwolfgirl who hate that movie, hate what was done to Loki in that movie and subsequent films, and are not fans of what we call Frat Boy Thor.
For the record, I am absolutely looking forward to the show. I’m not reading a lot about it bc I want to go into it free from expectations — just like I did for WandaVision and TFATWS. I’m excited about all the fresh Loki content. I’ve seen the concerns that this already looks like an entirely different Loki than Avengers 2012 Loki or even post-Gagnarok Loki. I totally see where that’s a valid concern. I’m just hoping the show does Loki/Tom justice. And I kinda wish they’d just give the reigns to Loki over to Tom bc he’s the only person in the whole of Marvel who seems to get the damn character.
Anyway…my point is…if you are in the minority who thought Gagnarok was/is the WORST movie in the MCU, if you aren’t a fan of Frat Boy Thor, if you think Loki got shafted by the Asshole R*sso brothers then please. Follow me so we may scream about all of this together. And if you ship FrostIron or WinterFrost even better!
A/N: I just wanted to write some Soft Astrid and Loki because I was inspired by @lokislittlesigyn headcanons for snuggly Loki, so I hope you enjoy. Because oof the fluff
"And that is why..." a loud crash coming from the palace hallways, "And that is why..." Odin tried to start back up again as his gaze motioned to the commotion of sound, "If you'll excuse me," he sighed as Amidala nodded along with the rest of the realm leaders, hoping that her children weren't the cause of the interruption. Several guards stood in front of the treasure room as Thor, Loki, Astrid, and Isabasia stood there scheming a way to get in. "We'll do get help." Thor smirked, lifting his brother as Loki pouted, "What exactly is get help?" Loki asked, his crown nearly being smooshed by his brothers.
"Well, I'll say help my brothers dying and-"
"And then Wha- AAAAAAH!"
CLASH!
Astrid giggled as Isabasia smiled, "Oh, we have something similar, except I do this!" Isabasia turned herself invisible as she carried Astrid past the guards and threw her right next to Loki, who she landed in his lap, "Seems Astrid and Loki are close enough to kiss each other!" Thor teased as Isabasia joined in with him,
"Disgusting..." both Astrid and Loki slid away from each other as their hands both brushed against each other,
" I'd rather kiss a frog!" Astrid growled as Loki began to croak, jumping on her shoulder, his mucus-covered green skin grossing her out. Astrid flung him across the room as he transformed back, holding a blue cube in hand.
BANG!
"That was very uncalled for!" he growled as spits of green fizzled at his fingertips, "Oh yeah! What will you do? Turn into a snake and stab me!" Astrid snapped, blasting him with her magic, both Thor and Isabasia no longer present to witness the situation before them. The two still fighting before they heard the clearing of throats, both Astrid and Loki found their parents disapproving glares at the mess they had made.
"You vile snake!" Astrid laughed, finding a note amongst her dresser. The two were now in their mid-teens, the age where romance was not to be taken ever so lightly. Sitting in the garden reading was Loki, who had stolen Astrid's mothers' amulet, the one to be awarded to her on the day of her official engagement to Thor,
"You two tongued wet weasel..." Astrid smirked, sitting amongst the lavender plants that Frigga loved so dearly, "That's a new one. I'll have to write it down," he focused on his book as she walked over, taking a seat in his lap, causing him to gain color in is ivory tone. His eyes focused on her brown skin. And the curl of lips, the way her hair was unraveling from her self-made braids, he wanted nothing more than to make her his, and he'd do everything in his power to do so.
"Loki..."
"Loki..."
"Loki!"
"What?"
"Is something on your mind." Astrid asked as she laid her head on his shoulder, basking in the Asgardian sun as the Fall was soon coming to the realm, "Whomever wins your heart shall be ever so lucky." he sighed as Astrid turned to face him, his alluring eyes gleaming, as he soon looked away blush creeping up to his cheeks as Astrid only hummed,
"Why do you say?" Astrid asked as Loki scratched the back of his neck, "Well... uh... well... Because they will." he stammered. Astrid laughed, being that she had never seen Loki so lost for words, his hands wrapped around her waist stabilizing her so she wouldn't fall over. No longer concentrated on his book. His eyes were all focused on her,
"You are worth more than any jewel ever."
"Is that why you stole my mother's amulet..." Astrid asked, searching through his pockets as he swatted at her hands playfully, "What if I didn't take it..." he smirked, flipping her over on her back, her dark curls kissing the grass flowers surrounding her. "Then what was the note on my dresser for," she questioned as Loki gulped,
"To catch your attention..." he looked down,
"Loki, you always have my attention." she wrapped his arm around her waist as she wiggled into his chest, taking in his scent, as he rolled over to get a better angle as to what Astrid was doing,
"You oaf, you're going to squish me!" she groaned as Loki chuckled, her heart fluttering at the sound,
"What was that?"
"I said get off..."
"No... no, you called me an oaf. Which means you should apologize." he winked as Astrid averted her gaze,
"I'm sorry-"
"As you mean it." he grinned.
"My humble prince of Asgard, Son of Odin, Rightful King of Asgard, I deeply apologize." she laughed as pushing him away the two rolling down a hill, Astrid landing on top of him,
"Now tell me why this lack of me not having your attention." she asked, bringing the topic back, "You've been paying attention to Thor lately..." he sighed as Astrid placed her thumb on his cheek, "And smiling at him, and... As your best friend..." the hurt in both their eyes at the sound of that phrase, Loki and Astrid were past best friends by the people of Asgard and Vanaheim, sure they slept in the same beds together since they were ten and had always made the other smile since they were eight, but always there for each other to talk, they were soulmates the very thing that Frigga told them about,
"I just don't want to be forgotten..."
"Loki, how could I forget you. You're my best friend, my reason I love you."
"Astrid..."
"Hmm..."
"Don't say things that make me want to kiss you..." he stared at her lips. As she pulled him by his crown, their lips meeting, the bliss as sweet as honey and as beautiful as any song.
"Be mine..."
"I can't..."
The fall winds blew on Asgard as the stars shone, the village peppered with vending carts and lights. Thor was taste testing ale for the Harvest Festival, which brought most of the realms together.
Taking a sip of mead from her goblet was Astrid, her eyes focusing on the decorations that the Vanir made the only thing reminding her of home,
"Does your mother know you drink..." soft hands touching her waist,
"No, she doesn't," Astrid giggled lips to her ear, "What would your mother say if she found you so full..." Loki winked. Tilting her chin up,
"She'd say absolutely nothing because you are not to tell her..." Astrid gave him a burst of laughter sweeter than all the honey of Asgard, just like her kisses.
"Oh but, I might..." he leaned in closer to her, their foreheads touching,
"Then I'll tell Odin you took me away from Thor..." she whispered, stealing a kiss from him.
"You cheeky Minx.." he laughed.
"Maybe I am." she giggled, stumbling a bit, not use to the high levels of alcoholic intake of the Aesir.
"A small tip... though," Loki whispered, helping her stand
"What's that..." Astrid asked
"Gold isn't Thor's complementary color. It's red." he laughed as she smirked, "Perhaps, I wore this for you," draped in greens and golds stood Loki, who couldn't get enough of her, although they both knew that what they were doing was wrong. It felt right after all Thor was still allowed to drink, fight, flirt and be an acclaimed sex God by the talks of Fandral and Lady Sif, who told Astrid all of his stories to keep her company when her mother and father were fighting. So she figured why not have her fun too.
Astrid stood on top of the table singing, all the while Thor looked at her almost in the glance of a disruptive child,
But the trees dance, and the waterfalls stop
when she sings, she sings Come home
When she sings, she sings Come home
Astrid hiccuped as she sang amongst the Asgardians, her mug of ale sloshing around as she later dropped it. "ANOTHER ...That is how you do it here..." she asked Loki as he nodded, "ANOTHER FOR EVERYONE!" she shouted as she threw her cup down, drunkenly kissing Loki as her sights saw Thor leave with Isabasia sister, who couldn't even say hello to her.
Isabella smiled, her brown skin complimenting the crimson red dress that Ashton had made from the purest of silk farmed from Egypt, her hair down wearing the crown of her mother, and eyes looking away from the crowd,
"You look beautiful, like ..."
"Like what..."
"A flower that only blooms in the gardens that only the rivers know." Thor took her by the hand, twirling her into his arms much as he did when they were younger, but they were older now, sure not enough to rule, but enough to know that they were in love. Isabasia placed her hand on his cheek leaning in to kiss him,
"Your mother must be worried. It is getting late..." Loki smiled, helping Astrid down, "I've got a better idea..." she smirked. Drunken giggles filled the halls of Asgard as royal guards walked by. Holding her shoes and sliding down the floors were Astrid and Loki. As giggles turned into erupt fits of laughter. A guard stopped in his tracks, causing Loki to turn into Thor, picking up Astrid. Loki turned to the guard,
"Who goes there." he demanded, looking at "Thor" and his assumed mistress for the night.
"You see, my fiance... She had a lot to drink and is tired."
"Very tired.." She giggled, letting a yawn out.
"Of course, my lord, but why the throne room?"
"It was her request," he winked, kissing her neck as Astrid bit her lip.
"Grant me this night before I return," Isabasia asked her voice in a needy tone, the two passing the throne room as the guards standing there rubbed his eyes, watching as they later went up the stairs. Leading to his chambers,
"Astrid .... You'll learn to love him, just as Frigga learned to love Odin..." Amidala smiled, placing her crown on her daughter's head, "And maybe you'll forget all about this foolish Loki..." she snarled at his name as she went to cover the ungodly bite marks on her neck, "And grow up for the better..." she mumbled under her breath,
"Besides ... it's coronation day, which makes it official for."
"My engagement to Thor the most miserable day of my life..." she said under her breath, her dress covered in the finest of jewels, of reds and yellows, placing the emerald earrings in her ear from Loki. She sighed, remembering how his touch felt on her skin, the way he treated her,
"I almost forgot one more thing..."
"What's that..." Astrid asked as her mother took out her gold and red amulet necklace from its box, "Your grandmother gave it to me the day of my coronation engagement, and now I pass it to you." she smiled, her heart content on Astrid making an even better name for their family,
almost everyone in the nine realms flooded the throne room of the palace. While Thor gloated and boasted down towards the Throne, Astrid kept her eyes on Loki, who had a look of disinterest on his face towards his brother, who was also treating Mjolnir as a party trick. Frigga, who stood next to Amidala, only laughed at her child's immaturity while Astrid was slowly shutting down her mind remembering what she and the prince of Asgard did the night before. She could still feel the lingering sense of his tongue and the pleasurable ache from his every thrust, but her heartfelt glee of every praise he had ever given her. As Thor kneeled to his father, Loki gave a quick wink to Astrid, who blushed back. Odin stood up, cheers still, radiant, while the warriors 3 waved at Astrid. Who wanted to crawl in a ball and die.
"Thor Odinson... my heir... my firstborn so long and trusted with the mighty hammer Mjolnir forged in the heart of a dying star," Odin said while Astrid looked up at Frigga, a tear in her eye. Loki wanted to do everything in his right to take her away, but he knew that after tonight she would no longer be his.
"Do you swear to guard all nine realms?"
"I swear."
"Do you swear to preserve the peace?" Odin looked over at Astrid,
"I... Swear," she responded.
"Do you swear to cast aside all selfish ambition and to pledge yourself only to the good of the realm?"
Thor glanced at Loki, "I swear!"
"Then on this day, I Odin All-Father proclaim you..." he paused almost as if he were sensing something,
"Frost giants..." Odin growled as everyone evacuated the palace. Both Thor and Loki followed Odin as Sif, the warriors three, and Astrid drew their weapons fighting the frost giants. Amidala looked at her daughter in disgust. Fighting wasn't originally what a princess was supposed to do, but here she was fighting beside warriors and Loki instead of making sure her "beloved" was okay.
After the events of an almost coronation, the royal dinner slowly sizzled down. There stood Thor, who was standing behind Astrids chair.
"I know..." he glared at his soon-to-be queen,
"You know what..." she asked, still eating, refusing to meet his gaze.
"You've been cheating on me for my brother..." his tone cold as Astrid dropped her fork,
"It's not what it-" Astrid tried to say.
"You sneak into his chambers at night, the glances, how long has this been going on!" Thor asked as he flipped the table over. Astrid growled, "Just about as long as you've discovered yourself to be so mighty!" she stood up, her red gown flowing behind her, "You never acted as if you needed me... wine, fighting, and sleeping around with my sister have always been your main concern!" she walked away Thor grabbing her wrist,
"I am your king..." he snarled.
"You are but an immature quibbling titmouse... Who will never be king." she laughed, "And, you'll only get yourself killed if you go to Jotunheim..." she freed her wrist, charging off to change into her armor. Heimdall sighed, watching as Thor, Sif, Loki, and the warriors sat at the Bifrost bridge on their horses, as the sound of trotting came among them from afar was a Vanir woman in her mother's old armor.
"Astrid..." Loki looked up at her.
"Loki..." she squeezed his hand, As he kissed it. The two sitting on the couch of their New York penthouse overlooking the city, boxes still packed as they sat cuddled up together, his arms around her waist, as her body pressed against his, the two watching I love Lucy, a collection borrowed by Wanda. "Yes, darling..." he asked, "Do you ever thank the Gods..." she hummed, wearing one of Loki's sweatshirts that said Low Key on it.
"All the time..." he kissed her head, "Especially for having you in my life." Astrid giggled, "Oh, Loki."
"Let's try get help!
CRASH!
"I'm okay!"
Both Astrid and Loki looked at each other as they sighed, "NARFI LOKISON, VALI LOKIDOTTIR!"
