RRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHH I FINALLY FINISHED THIS CHAPTER AAAAAAAAAAAAAA /backflips into the sun

In which Loki has a screaming psychotic breakdown, Thor cries MANLY TEARS, and Tony breaks a floor.

Oh and there’s some kissing and stuff too.

[TW for suicidal ideation.]

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now go read it and leave me nice comments so I can justify beating myself senseless on my own keyboard

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DO IT NOW

LOKI COMMANDS IT

tyrotheterrible:

PART FIFTEEN OF BLOODFLOW IS UP

On LJ or AO3.  8D

PART FIFTEEN OF BLOODFLOW IS UP

On LJ or AO3.  8D

‘I could flense the skin from your muscles with a word,’ [Loki] said. He began to walk, slowly, deliberately, in a wide curving path toward the grouping of mortals; the agent watched him without turning his head. ‘I could reflect the bullets you shoot at me, fling them into bystanders. I could summon up creatures from the depths, monsters so foul that even to look upon them is death. Or I could transform you all into ants, and crush you beneath my heels.’

The barrels of their guns tracked him as he moved. The knife-smile was back, settled crooked on his face, as if it didn’t quite fit.

‘Any fire you give me will join my cause,’ he went on. ‘Your guns will freeze solid in your hands. Your men will turn on each other—on you. There will be dozens of me—hundreds of me—and you will never know which is the one that bleeds. With a snap of my fingers your bodies will be dust.’

He stopped. Looked the agent square in the eyes. Found fear. Laughed.

Disappeared. Reappeared mere inches from the agent’s face, in a flash of green.

‘And you think you can threaten me?’ he whispered.

-- a bit of Bloodflow, Part 14, just because I’m working on it at the moment and this seems relevant to my dash right now (via tyrotheterrible)

'I could flense the skin from your muscles with a word,' [Loki] said. He began to walk, slowly, deliberately, in a wide curving path toward the grouping of mortals; the agent watched him without turning his head. 'I could reflect the bullets you shoot at me, fling them into bystanders. I could summon up creatures from the depths, monsters so foul that even to look upon them is death. Or I could transform you all into ants, and crush you beneath my heels.'

The barrels of their guns tracked him as he moved. The knife-smile was back, settled crooked on his face, as if it didn’t quite fit.

'Any fire you give me will join my cause,' he went on. 'Your guns will freeze solid in your hands. Your men will turn on each other—on you. There will be dozens of me—hundreds of me—and you will never know which is the one that bleeds. With a snap of my fingers your bodies will be dust.’

He stopped. Looked the agent square in the eyes. Found fear. Laughed.

Disappeared. Reappeared mere inches from the agent’s face, in a flash of green.

'And you think you can threaten me?’ he whispered.

-- a bit of Bloodflow, Part 14, just because I’m working on it at the moment and this seems relevant to my dash right now

FOR THE MOTHERFUCKING WIN.

Go to LJ or AO3 to read it.

Thank you for all the comments and encouragement!  I LOVE YOU GUYS

Bloodflow, Part Twelve →

tyrotheterrible:

tyrotheterrible:

HAHAHAHAHA FINISHED

(with this part)

Also, a plot point happens which will probably end up making this longer than I intended.  OH WELL.  WHO CARES.  NOT ME.

REBLOGGIN’ AGAIN.

and one more time.

Bloodflow, Part Twelve →

tyrotheterrible:

HAHAHAHAHA FINISHED

(with this part)

Also, a plot point happens which will probably end up making this longer than I intended.  OH WELL.  WHO CARES.  NOT ME.

REBLOGGIN’ AGAIN.

Bloodflow, Part Twelve →

HAHAHAHAHA FINISHED

(with this part)

Also, a plot point happens which will probably end up making this longer than I intended.  OH WELL.  WHO CARES.  NOT ME.

“I don’t have the facilities for this,” said Tony, burying his face in one hand. “This is a house, not a sanitarium for Norse gods.”

“Tony, don’t talk about him like that,” said Steve.

“Like what?” said Tony. “You saw what he did to me when I tried to help him! Hell, he tried to—to eat you, I don’t know what the hell he was trying to do, but he nearly tore your throat out! I’m not letting that happen again!”

“So what do you think we should do? Just—throw him back in that cell?”

“What? No! No, Jesus, I never said that!”

“Then stop talking like he’s some kind of—stray animal that Thor brought in!” Steve shot back, suddenly on his feet. “He’s a human being, Tony!”

“Strictly speaking, he’s not human, he’s Asgardian,” said Tony.

“You know what I mean!”

Clint rolled his eyes. “Mom and Dad are fighting again,” he muttered under his breath.

haha guys I have no idea what I’m doing lol

Still in progress, but what the hell, I might as well link it here.

Bloodflow (Avengers-era AU, eventual Thor/Loki, R)

Written for the norsekink meme, for a prompt that involved Loki landing in Earth’s past after his fall from the Bifrost, getting captured and experimented on by the government, locked away, and eventually rescued after Thor joins the Avengers.  I ended up tossing in a bit of weird headcanon that the boy and I came up with after watching the Cap movie.

Lots and lots of angst and Loki-whump.  I may be having too much fun with it.

(Link goes to the first part on my LJ.  Links to the other parts are over there.)