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Friend or Foe?

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Jordan snorted, trying to get the smell of ‘human’ out of his nose. Shaking his head, he finally opened his eyes, looking to the spot where his companion had laid, now replaced with the form of a human. Annoyed, the Hound stood, stubbornly moving away from the werewolf. He knew that the wolf had smelled suspiciously too human.

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She sits on the edge of the golden barrier. She says nothing. There's nothing to say in a time like this. She just sits, opens a bookhes and reads quietly. 'He's a beast,' they warned her. But Loki looks no different, save a bit thinner, more gaunt, longer hair. She's not afraid of him, she never has been. The monster in the golden cage has held her heart all her life. Why should it be different now?

He knows she’s there but it takes him a small eternity to offer communication. His thought patterns are fraught with tangles, drowning in injustice and the desire to keep escaping into worlds of his own making. Loki cannot pick apart the difference between the hostile shadows who threw him from Asgard and the troubled youth so stricken with grief and fear that he let go. He’s closer to the hateful perspective after the words he last exchanged with his f- with Odin. No one asked the right questions. They’ve only assumed his greed and spite pushed him to what he has done. Only Thor hazarded the guess but his obligations and disappointment, as well as Loki’s own stubbornness, prevent their reconciliation.

And Loki does not want to accept that he was used. He would far rather decide that he played the villain, that he wanted to claim a throne for himself, that his attempted conquest was far kinder than what Odin had done in his day. It’s not only pride and a desperation for his own identity that keeps him from speaking of Thanos. He fears the day Thanos will come for him and how much betrayal he can survive.

And then there is Sigyn. He can hardly fathom how she is here. It’s been over a year since he last saw her, before Thor’s botched coronation. He does not know her thoughts and it pains him to imagine them. It’s a shield to assume the worst and even if she does believe him, what then? He cannot bear to let her be harmed by his misfortune, by what lies ahead for him.

“There are more pleasant places to read on Asgard than where one might be ogled by Marauders,” he said at last from where he lay. “Certainly places that would fall less foul of the one-eyed hypocrite who calls himself king.”

#I have so many icons of him after Frigga died but this won't be then XD #ow the feels this thread will have #victorioussigyn #v: caged #victorious-sigyn

@iamthexweapon continued from here

Tony stared ahead as he led up to Loki in the throne room, not sure why this was happening or when he agreed to it. But evidently, Howard Stark had signed Tony’s life away as a child so he could have extra help finding Steve Rogers. Evidently, it was in some ancient contract and Asgard was insisting he follow through. Something about blood oaths. He wasn’t sure but he was cursing Howard in his head.

If he had actually found Steve, this might have been a different story. But Howard was just a fool. He glanced around at the ornate room and then focused on Loki, grimacing. The rest of the Avengers were going to kill him for this. He was stood in front of Loki minutes later. “I gotta say, when I offered a free drink, I didn’t mean that and a marriage.”

Adding to the bizarre situation for Asgard’s reluctant guest was that his groom-to-be was chained neck to hands to ankles, still a prisoner after the Incident not so many months earlier. Loki turned to see the man he had once antagonised, his own expression so aloof he had either burst his outrage some time before or had yet to address it.

“I hardly expected my sentence to get any worse. It seems Odin will be using me for his sly politics after all. As a matter of fact, he was so excited about this occasion, he forgot to show up, as did the rest of my family.”

The sarcasm could have melted his chains had it manifested. No, the Allfather had not seen fit to stomach the swift and strict ceremony of his adopted son’s marriage, particularly because Odin did not want Frigga or Thor finding out about it until the deed was done.

#hope this was ok!#timeline I'd say potentially during Iron Man 3 or after?#I'm gonna go with Loki's imprisonment and diverge from there but I'm always open to a rejig if preferred!#v: caged #iamthexweapon

Jordan in full Hellhound form

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#out of uniforms #v: Caged #v: The Hellhound Speaks #actual hellhound #parrish headcanon

"Why do you keep grabbing vegetables & meat? You realise I can't cook, right?"

Jordan snorted at the witch, Ellana, as close to a laugh as his dog-ish form could muster, really. He looked around the market before grabbing one of the carrots and chewing on the orange root, as if proving a point that not everything needed to be cooked. He thought a moment before conceding the fact that he couldn’t exactly teach her how to cook the meat, so he nudged the back of her leg forward until they reached the deli counter. He was determined to clean up her eating habits.

#equexevadere #v: Caged #v: Shadows from Flames #{jordan- fucking eat right god damn}#Interrogation Complete

Hellhound meets Coyote

@facetiious Jordan had been hiding in the preserve ever since he had finally escaped that witch's clutches. He was still unable to transform back into his human form, stuck in the form of a large, black dog-like creature, but it was better to be free from that small cage. He had been able to run around, catching small game to sustain him. One day he'd awoken to a strange scent on the wind, causing him to jump up quickly in search of the odd scent that was somehow both coyote and human.

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