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Once upon a time Taleya left this brilliant summary of a night of tumblr antics on her dash:
And lo, Thor stands magnificent and proud atop the craggy slopes of Jötunheimr’s mountains, hair blowing majestically in the chill, snow-borne wind.
Clutching a mangy fistful of his own frizz-blown mop, Loki can only stare at him with the sort of deep-seated hatred he normally reserves for Karaoke night in Glaðsheimr.
...and lo, I discovered a deep and sudden kink for Thor playing with Loki's messed-up floppy frizzy hair.
I REGRET NOTHING.
ETA: Completely unexpected addition to the story is completely unexpected!
...I REGRET EVERYTHING.
ETA THE SECOND: I changed the title; this was All They Ever Do Is Talk. Because it turned into A Real Story. Oops. Oh, god. Although I’d known for some time that there were three more parts to this, I figured I’d never write them. But then the Fijian sun fried my brain and…here comes the angst brigade? And I think they’re playing our song.
(The rating has been increased for the last two chapters. Because apparently the encore performance is going to be all smut, all the time. Um.)
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“My firstborn held such power.” Each word was like a strike, sharp-edged and frozen. “And very few are born with such upon this world – and none since the passing of the Casket from our holiest temple.”
“He is precious to you because of this.” Loki spoke low, but it seemed he spoke true; Laufey appeared approving when he looked to him again.
“He is precious to the world.” Now both palms lay flat upon the throne wrought from the ice of the building, from the land beneath it. “That is how I know he lives.”
“If he is so important, then why have you not sought him out before now?” Thor said, frustrated. “Why, indeed, has he not come to you?”
“I am not certain he knows of his power – indeed, given that he was but a runt, perhaps he will not expect it of himself.” There was regret, there; perhaps even shame as he went on. “And we lack the power to find him.”
“Power that my brother has.”
“Indeed he does.” Now the matter had reached its head, the king’s power emanated from him like falling frost as he gave his command. “That is power that we would ask to borrow in recompense for the damage done by that power of yours so recklessly used here.”
“What was his name? This runt bastard of yours.”
Laufey turned once more to Loki; his eyes were as unreadable as Loki’s own tone. “He had no name then.” His lips curled, old bitterness warping his face into something far from the civilised beast he otherwise appeared. “He had not yet been gifted one.” -
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