So many of you guys have asked for an entry about Loki meeting the Yu-tagonists but it turns out that Loki is a character that is really hard for me to write. I’ve been off and on this one just trying to think of ideas and it has finally come together! I hope you enjoy!
“I want my brother to meet the boys.”
Tony nearly dropped the welding torch on his toe.
“I just want to put it on the record that this is a terrible idea Thor.”
“I understand but I think this can truly help my brother in his recovery.” Thor explained with a pleading look in his eye. “He has been very reluctant to meet with anyone because he has a belief that everyone still thinks he is evil.”
“I mean technically….yeah…” Tony said, “But why the boys specifically? They’re just kids.”
Thor had a knowing look on his face, “Precisely. They are children who do not know of Loki’s history. Based on their adventures that they have shared with us, I have a strong feeling that they can empathize with my brother.”
Tony really hoped that this didn’t end in disaster.
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Loki wasn’t sure if Thor had lost his mind, more than usual. He had simply wished to spend some quiet time reflecting in a remote cabin but of course, his brother had to show up without an ounce of subtlety and insisted that he had to, in human terms, make some friends.
Perhaps Thor had been watching too many Earth children shows involving magical equines.
But Loki had accepted his fate as the reluctant traveling companion to the Avengers Tower. Upon arriving, he spotted six unfamiliar faces.
“When did this tower turn into a child care center?”
“Far from that dear brother…” Thor had a weird smirk on his face, “I think you will find these boys rather delightful.”
Loki cocked an eyebrow, “In what way?” He took another glance at the group and nearly doubled back when he saw a few things that he somehow missed on his arrival.
He counted at least 3 spirits hanging around the boys, at least because one boy looked like he was four souls overlapping in the same body. Other bizarre powers seem to radiate from them, one signature felt very familiar…
“Thor…” Loki took a deep breath to compose himself, “Did I just witness one of those boys use the Space Stone to fetch refreshments without leaving his seat?”
“That you did. Yuma is getting rather creative with its use.”
“But I thought you told me you dumped the stones to be lost forever in the multiverse. How are they back?”
“That we don’t know…” Thor admitted, “They seem very attached to the boys. But enough of that...time for introductions!”
Loki blinked as he finally realized what Thor’s plan was, “You are going to leave me with them unsupervised?!”
“There’s nothing to worry about,” Thor grinned, “If worse comes to worse, they can take care of themselves.”
Somehow Loki did not find that reassuring.
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Attempt One: Yugi
Loki wasn’t sure if Yugi was cheating or not as the other boy once again placed his king into checkmate again. This was the forty-fifth game in a row. This was not counting the three moves checkmate Yugi’s spirit companion did at the very start.
“I’m starting to see why you have earned the title of ‘King of Games’”.
“A lot of people seem to forget that I like games in general, not just Duel Monsters.” Yugi said as he reset the board. “When you break it down, all games are just a demonstration of strategy.”
“And you never thought of taking this further?” Loki asked.
Yugi blinked in confusion, “What do you mean?”
“Sure you have thought at some time about getting back at your enemies using games?”
Yugi frowned and slowly looked over his shoulder to where Yami was hovering. Said spirit was trying to look innocent with a nonchalant cough.
I….may have done that when Yugi initially woke me up. But it didn’t get too extreme.
Yugi gave Yami a pointed glare, “Need I remind you about the guy you set on fire because he took Anzu hostage?”
I’ve gotten better.
Loki wasn’t sure about that comment. He was both on board with the idea but also questioning why the fire was necessary. Surely stabbing would be sufficient.
Stabbing wasn’t applicable to this situation. The man had a gun but was pouring himself a high proof vodka so fire was a better option.
Oh...it seems that Loki had muttered his thoughts out loud. “But it does sound like you have stabbed someone before.”
“Yami hasn’t stabbed anyone! I mean...you do not have any stabbing victims...right?” Yugi hesitantly asked his companion.
Yami shifted as if he was the cat who caught the cannery, Well…….
“Oh my gosh Yami who did you stab!?” Yugi yelled, “I thought we went over all your past Shadow Games! You better have not hid one of them from me?!”
Knives were involved but nobody got stabbed! And I told you about Ushio already!
“Is that why I found the yen bills with stab marks in them in my pocket?”
Again no one was stabbed….
“I have a feeling you’re still hiding something….”
Loki conjured a tub of popcorn as he watched the drama unfold. Perhaps he could get more stories out of Yami later, he did seem like a kindred spirit after all.
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Attempt Two: Judai
“So you are not from Hel….”
No I am not….Yubel repeated for the hundredth time...Judai can you please get this man away from us?
“But Thor wanted us to try to get along with him.” Judai said with puppy dog eyes.
I am getting tired of his inquiries of my origins.
“Pardon if I find you rather fascinating…” Loki apologized, “While you hide it, I can tell you are rather powerful. In fact….I would reckon that you could be considered a demi-god.”
Judai frowned a bit, “Yubel...I really don’t want to start unpacking all of that…”
You’re not required to.
Loki blinked in surprise, was he correct in his guess? And why did the boy seem rather reluctant to acknowledge it? Any god worth his salt would be proclaiming his title and power to anyone who would listen. He did grow up around Odin and Thor after all.
“Not the type to brag?”
Yubel scoffed, Judai is probably one of the laziest people you’ll ever meet. Many of our opponents think he’s playing a fool to drop their guard but nope….he’s really that unmotivated…
“It's not my fault if they think my cards were worthless…” Judai pouted, “And I just duel for fun….putting the world at stake really takes the joy out of it….”
“And let me guess….” Loki smirked, “Destiny didn’t allow that.”
“So many times!” Judai threw his arms up in frustration, “Finding out about my past life and going mad for a little bit did not help matters.”
“Oh do tell…” Loki propped his chin on his hands, “I caused an alien invasion while going mad….don’t think you can top that.”
Judai's eyes flashed gold as his voice darkened, “I went on a massacre slaying friend and foe alike.”
Loki conjured two glasses of the strongest drink he could think of and handed one to Judai, “You are going to want this….”
Judai eyed the drink suspiciously, “Is this alcohol?”
“It’s better than that….” Loki grinned, “Though I recommend starting with sips….stuff is strong and is very good at drowning the misery.”
Later that night, the Avengers had to round up a hungover Loki and Judai after they went on a joyride on a flying chariot while dressed in their battle armor declaring war on tacos, lemons, and depression.
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Attempt Three: Yusei
Loki just watched the mechanic fiddling with his latest project not making much of an attempt for conversation. Yusei would occasionally give him a curious look, but then quickly returned to his work.
“I feel like you have a question you want to ask.”
Yusei looked up from his work again, “Sort of...but not sure how to go about it as it is rather awkward….”
Loki raised an eyebrow, “And why would you consider it awkward?”
Yusei let out a forlorn sigh and seemed to just bite the bullet, “You didn’t give humans in other realities powers did you?”
Of all the questions Loki could have considered awkward, this was not one of them. “Did you deal with an imposter or something?”
“Honestly not sure at this point….” Yusei frowned, “I once encountered a group that had powers granted to them from Norse Gods….I already talked to Thor about it and he had no idea what I was talking about but mentioned it and I quote….’Sounds like something Loki would do’....”
“I can see why my brother came to that line of thinking but no….haven’t done much outside of these realms….” Loki shrugged, “But I bet I’m the better looking one.”
Yusei gave him a long hard look, “...Won’t disagree on that part…”
“Well you shouldn’t take our myths at face value anyway….” Loki sighed, “I have no idea how they wrote me as a father to an eight legged horse…”
“You sure it wasn’t a result of a drunken night?” Yusei asked with a smirk on his face, “My friend Jack found himself inside of an ancient temple the first night he was able to legally drink.”
“I want the full story later but no….drunken nights usually end up in trials of combat with the nearest blunt object.”
“Then I think you can easily blame the resulting concussions…” Yusei said as he tightened the screw on his project. “If no one was there, then it didn’t happen.”
“Very true…now tell me about your friend and his drunken journey to a temple.”
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Attempt Four: Yuma
Loki was rather impressed with the youth. He had to give him a perfect score on his fusion transformation into his more armored form and was rather decent with a blade. But still didn’t mean that he could teach him a thing or two.
Which is why they were in the middle of a spar.
“Have you received sword training at any point?” Loki asked
“Not really…” Yuma ducked under Loki’s strike, “Except for that one time Thor took us on a tour of Asgard. I just make everything up as I go.”
That is not an exaggeration Loki…Astral chimed in….most of Yuma’s actions follow the saying…winging it….
“Rude!” Yuma protested as his concentration was momentarily broken, “I do think things through sometimes!”
Only when your running headfirst strategy didn’t work…
“You can accomplish so much more with long term planning…” Loki said as he leaned out of the way of Yuma’s next attack. “True I tend to prank the Avengers in the moment, but the best ones are the pranks I plan several months in advance.” Loki had to duck a flaming arrow, “Last minute weapon switch…not bad.”
“Can’t predict if I never plan!” Yuma boasted as he swapped out the bow for a spear.
Loki couldn't fight the smile crossing his face, “Again true…but you are thousands of years too young to upstage me…” Loki dramatically snapped his fingers.
Yuma found his armor transformed into a magical girl outfit.
Loki cackled like a maniac as Yuma chased him down for the next hour in the name of revenge.
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Attempt Five: Yuya
“So you can’t separate us?” Yuya pleaded once more.
“As I have explained….” Loki rubbed his forehead, “Your original form was that of one person so to follow the natural law, restoring you would be permanently fusing you together back into the original personality and therefore cause personality death for all of you.”
Yuya dropped back in his seat, clearly upset with the answer.
Loki watched quietly for a bit before asking his next question, “Haven’t you tried using the Reality Stone to separate you? That should have the power to do so….”
“We tried once….” Yuya winced at the memory, “It didn’t end very well and Stark-san declared no more attempts at separating.”
“How bad was it?”
“Four heads, three arms, and six legs out of one body.”
“Ohhhh…” Loki winced in sympathy, “Perhaps there is a simple work around we can take advantage of…”
Hope seemed to return to Yuya, “What is it?”
“You four can easily change out who is in control but the only physical difference others notice is your eye color.” Loki explained, “Based on that...I assume you had vastly different physical appearances.”
Yuya nodded.
“So why don’t you use the stone to change your appearance to match the one in charge?”
Yuya’s mouth dropped open in shock, then koala-bear hugged Loki hard.
“We didn’t think of that before!” Yuya squealed, “We can definitely pull that off! Who wants to go first?!”
Loki caught his breath once the boy released him and began to partake in an internal debate with his other selves. Loki wasn’t quite sure if they were arguing who wanted to try first or trying to shove it onto someone else.
Eventually Yuya’s hair darkened to a deep purple. Seems like they finally decided who would take the wheel.
“It’s…..” Yuri took a long look at himself in the nearby mirror, “I can’t remember the last time I saw my own face….”
“How does it feel?” Loki asked.
“Liberating to be honest…” Yuri muttered before looking down at the clothes Yuya was wearing, displeasure visible on his face. The Reality Stone flashed as the shirt and cargo pants morphed into a purple jacket and pants. “Yuya never listens to my advice on clothes…..”
“Must have been frustrating just being a voice.”
“None of us wanted this...” Yuri admitted, “We would like to be our own selves again but…” Yuri looked in the mirror again, “This will do for now.”
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Attempt Six: Yusaku
“No.”
Attempt Six and a half: Ai
“Now check this out!”
Loki laughed as Ai adjusted his form to become more muscular to better suit the speedo he had donned. Yusaku was trying very hard to disappear into the wall.
“Any other forms you can take?” Loki asked.
Ai beamed, “I’m glad you asked! Behold my form that gives people nightmares!” The tiny humanoid figure turned into a six limbed tentacle monstrosity.
Loki conjured up a card with the number ten written on it, “Mind if I copy that in the future?”
“You can try but you can never copy the greatness of the great Ai-sama!”
Yusaku started banging his head against the wall.
“Oh come now Yusaku!” Ai pouted, “You need to lighten up.”
“Need I remind you that I was dragged in here against my will?” Yusaku said.
“You can’t just stay in your room all day!” Ai protested, “Just because you can’t become Playmaker anymore is no excuse to not go out!”
“Playmaker?” Loki’s curiosity was peaked.
“Oh!” Ai seemed to be getting an idea, “Here’s the deal…” He began whispering in Loki’s ear. The trickster god’s grin was as large as the Ignis.
“Playmaker!” Loki singsonged using his magic to drag Yusaku out of the corner and changing his clothes and what he assumed to be the Playmaker outfit based on Ai’s description, maybe with a few of his own embellishments, “Want to go flying?”
Yusaku really looked like he wanted to protest, really he did, but sighed and gave in, “We are not going to do this in downtown are we?”
“I was thinking more of the Appalachian Mountains.” Loki answered.
When the light of the Bifröst faded, Loki made an exclamation of joy and took a few steps into the ankle-deep snow. He held open his arms and lifted his face to the heavy gray sky, where a few flakes were still drifting down.
“Snow!” he cried, turning around and gazing at the wintry landscape in wonder. “Look at it all! It’s beautiful!”
“It certainly is,” admitted Thor with a lopsided grin. He stepped off the platform with Loki and surveyed their surroundings.
Niflheim was a wet, cold world of lakes and springs and streams, frost and shadow, black rocks, mist and mountains. Many races believed it to be the oldest of the realms. The sun seldom pierced the perpetual fog that lay upon the land, but flowers and plants that liked dark places flourished there. Evergreen forests covered most of the landscape, and fresh water was abundant everywhere. It was a temperate place inhabited by none of the races of mannfólk; only animals lived here. Frost trolls were the most recent residents, though none knew how they had come to the realm.
But Loki did.
“There are thin places that connect the worlds of Yggdrasil together,” he told Thor as they made their way down a snowy path and into a copse of spruce trees. The scent of their sap was thick and refreshing. “Places where Ymir’s blood still lingers. There were many doors on Jötunheim. One leads to Midgard, which is how I was banished. I searched and searched for the way back, but I couldn’t find it. Then I realized that if I returned, I would be an outcast. Perhaps my father might even put me to death. So I did my best to survive on Midgard.”
Thor frowned. “I didn’t know it was possible to travel between realms without using the Bifröst.”
Loki looked up guiltily. “It’s an old troll secret. Please don’t tell your father. I don’t want to give him another reason to… hate my people.”
Thor understood. “It’s alright, Loki. Your secret is safe with me.”
Hey, I've been reading The Little Frost Troll and to admit, there has never been a anything more wholesome and beautiful as this And I had this question I've been wanting to ask you. You see, I've been imagining Canon Thor and Loki suddenly thrown into an alternate reality travel (I don't know how but I'll leave that to your imagination) and came across this reality, which is The Little Frost Troll story. What do you think would happen if Thor and Loki met the Thor and Loki of this reality?
First: thank you! It makes me so happy to hear you’re enjoying that sweet and wholesome (well, wholesome until the sex drive turned on) story. 😊
Second: holy troll-y I’d never thought about what might happen if Canon Thor and Loki met TLFT Thor and Loki and I am intrigued! 🤩
I bet Troll Loki would be in awe of his “tall, beautiful Æsir” version, which is ironic because I headcanon that Canon Loki has serious issues with his body image and self-esteem after it was revealed he was a Frost Giant in Thor (2011). And even though he shows Troll Loki his true skin (“I’m not Asgardian, see?” he murmurs), it still doesn’t matter. Troll Loki instantly adores his “cousin”.
“You’re so beautiful!” he gushes, tail wagging and hands clasped together under his chin. “And you can do magic! Will you teach me?”
Canon Loki looks down at this sweet little creature and his heart aches. This version has learned to love himself, has made peace with who and what he is. Perhaps he can, too.
I imagine them wandering off together, talking about their lives and their cruel fathers and being misfits, feeling like they don’t belong anywhere, redemption, sorcery, personal doubts, how they each deal with problems related to their heritage, maybe shedding a few tears together.
And meanwhile both Thors are standing to the side and having an amicable conversation that may sound like:
“So… do you love your Loki as much as I love mine?”
“Twice as much.”
“Impossible. No one can love anything more than I love my Loki.”
“One can now.”
“Oh, really?”
“Aye, really.”
After a challenging scowl, the two slowly smile at one other, grasp each other’s arms in unified Loki Loving™ truce, and are bros forever after. 💪❤️
Omg imagine if canon Loki and Thor met TLFT Frigga and she just /knows/ that they're her boys. She calls Loki "her little magpie" and he just. breaks down in front of everyone. Falls straight to his knees at the weight of it all. And canon Thor is crying too, because they've both missed their mama
WHY ARE YOU MAKING ME SAD ON A FRIDAY, ANON. WHAT DID I EVER DO TO YOU
Okay, I jest, but seriously, Frigga embracing her AU/Canon sons who have been mourning her for the last 7 years is too sweet. And maybe she pulls the two from her universe in for a hug as well, because she’s not called the Allmother for nothing.
…And then there’s Odin, who’s standing off to the side and grumbling to himself and drinking at ten o’clock in the morning. “Well, he might be a Frost Giant instead of a troll, but at least he makes an effort to look like a man. That’s good. And with Loki as my adopted son, there is absolutely no chance of Thor falling in love with him.”
He nods firmly.
A beat passes.
Somewhere in a parallel universe, an audience bursts into howls of laughter.
I love Thor's repeated struggle between being a good son and sassing Odin in TLFT, which would probably get him grounded(literally) on Midgard for 50 years or smth 😂 Oh, by the way! Will Frost Troll Loki discover a talent for seidr?
#BUT DADDY I LOVE HIM #🥺
And to answer your question, I’ve got a couple outlines where Loki discovers he has magic in him (and a couple where he doesn’t), so if I can pull it off without turning this fic into a plot-heavy 500k epic, we may see our little frost troll wielding seidr in the future. The Oldfarter Allfather would blow a gasket or two, I’m sure 🤯
if frost troll loki is this petit now, how small was he as a child?
I’m so glad you asked this because it’s something I’ve always wanted to talk about in the story but could never seem to find a way to do it without using a flashback or an awkward narrative device. Please allow me to bombard you with way more information than you ever asked for 😂
Baby frost trolls are born very small and in litters. For the first several months of their lives, they subsist entirely on milk and don’t grow very much. However, their senses develop rapidly and they learn to communicate with their littermates and their parents. When their baby teeth begin to come in, usually around 10 months of age, they are weaned and begin to eat solid food. At this point, they begin to grow at a faster rate and reach full adulthood around 350 years old (which is about 10 by Jötunheim reckoning and 14 ½ on Asgard).
Sidenote:
Loki is 396 years old in this story, which is 12 on Jötunheim and 16 ½ on Asgard. Thor is 496 years old, meaning he’s 15 on Jötunheim and just over 20 on Asgard. But these are just numbers, really. Thor is not actually 20 human years old, but is more like 25ish because the Æsir age much differently than humans. Likewise, Loki is not actually 16 ½, but more like 19 or 20.
At one time, 2 to 4 jötlings was an acceptable number of babies. However, with recent attitudes changing under Fárbauti’s rule, it has become shameful to have so few offspring. (I’ll explain more about this in later chapters.)
Trolls have long life spans—3,000 to 6,000 years, a little longer than the Æsir, who live to 2,000 to 3,000 years (for this story)—but their fertility (number of eggs) declines steadily after reaching adulthood. The ideal age for having jötlings is usually between 550 and 1,500. Technically, frost trolls can begin breeding once they reach full sexual maturity at 350 years, but they’re considered very young for motherhood, rather like human girls in their late teens. They may be physically capable of having babies, but that doesn’t mean that they should. They still have some growing up to do before they’re ready for that responsibility.
Frost trolls mate often for pleasure and love, but pregnancies are few and seldom accidental. (Again, this will be explained in later chapters.) After the first litter is born, troll parents must typically wait 300 years before trying for a second litter. This allows the mother’s body to heal fully and is also nature’s way of keeping the troll population at a healthy, sustainable level since they have so many offspring and live for so long.
This means there are only about 1,000 years of fertility for a single frost troll, which isn’t much in a lifespan of up to 6,000 years. (For reference, a human woman’s fertile years make up about half of her lifespan; with trolls, they are only fertile for 17% of their lives.) There are ways around this small window of opportunity, though. Some troll couples double-breed, which means that both partners sire and bear litters. For example, a troll mother who is pregnant or has just given birth may not be capable of being impregnated for another 300 years, but he is fully capable of impregnating his mate. As it is with humans, sperm quality outlasts egg quality, so older trolls will still be able to impregnate younger mates, but they will not be able double-breed like couples who are a similar age.
Another sidenote:
There is no shame or taboo as far as the “dominant” or “passive” roles of partners since trolls are all one sex. Both the mother and father lactate to provide nourishment to their numerous offspring (trolls only have two nipples, after all), and childrearing is a shared responsibility. Many a troll mother with a nestful of newborn babies has marched off to war while the father remained at home to care for their young. It all depends on who the better warrior is in the relationship, and it isn’t always the father. Trolls are one of the few races in Yggdrasil who live in a truly equal society.
I hope you can forgive me for that lengthy preamble, anon. Here’s the real answer to your question, at long last:
Loki was born small, as you already know, the runt of a litter of eight and one of only three survivors. His brothers, Helblindi and Býleist, were the other two. But while Helblindi and Býleist eventually grew and hit all of their developmental milestones at the proper time, Loki didn’t. His growth was stunted. (As a child of 200 years, equivalent to a ten-year-old human, he was probably only three and a half feet tall, just half the height and weight of his brothers.)
Loki developed just fine intellectually, but his body was small and weak, beset with all sorts of problems—such as hair on his head—and he was constantly sick. This was probably due to his small stomach being unable to process adult food and extract nutrition from it, and with his immune system already compromised from a lack of his parents’ milk when he was a jötling*, this just set him back even further. Loki would have likely benefited from staying on milk a little longer than his brothers, but his father, Fárbauti, who cannot stand weakness in any form and is basically the embodiment of toxic masculinity in this story, was already angry and ashamed of his ugly runt of a child. Loki would receive no special care from him; he would either grow and learn to keep up with his brothers, or die—and his faulty genetics would die with him.
*Laufey, the mother of Loki and Helblindi and Býleist, died during childbirth and a surrogate was brought in to nurse them. Normally the father would take over the feeding of his children, but Fárbauti refused to nurse his litter because of his disgust at their small number and especially the ugliness of the runt. He isn’t called the Cruel Striker because of his bowling record, that’s for certain.
Well, I hope that answered your question, anon. Thank you for the ask!
The most adorable art by @liebes-taumel of Loki the little frost troll! Loki loves taking mudbaths and snuggling with Thor in his nest and playing with his animal friends. Frigga is making him special troll cakes (to the horror of the head chef). 💙
