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Entry tags:
- actor: chris evans,
- crossover fic,
- crossover: glee/avengers,
- fanfic: avengers,
- fanfic: glee,
- fic,
- het,
- movie fic,
- point of view: blaine anderson,
- point of view: kurt hummel,
- point of view: loki,
- point of view: third person,
- rated pg,
- series: son of the gods,
- slash,
- title: i,
- type: multichap,
- type: present tense,
- wordcount: drabble,
- wordcount: drabble plus
I was thinking of a son - three ficlets - Klaine, Loki/Angrboða
Three drabbles in this 'verse.
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Title: I was thinking of a son
Fandom: Glee/Thor movieverse(Norse mythology)
Disclaimer: not my characters; title from Anne Sexton
Warnings: some season 3 elements incorporated; violence/bullying
Pairings: none
Rating: PGish
Wordcount: 485
Point of view: third
Prompt: Kurt gets pissed at Sebastian, so he tells Sebastian who his mom is and what he, his siblings, or his mom could do to Sebastian.
The first person Kurt ever considered killing was Noah Puckerman. He’d suffer through days of bullying and go home, lie in bed, and imagine all the ways he could do it. Slowly. Cleanly. Bloodily. So very bloodily.
At the time, he still didn’t really believe what he already knew.
But in hindsight… in hindsight, it is truly amazing that anyone got out of McKinley alive.
.
Once, Blaine asked Kurt why he put up with bullying. It was after Blaine realized how good he was with knives, after the first time he actually thought Kurt could’ve stopped it all.
It was just a different facet of the same thing, so Kurt gave the same answer. Quite simply, he explained, “If I started, I’d never stop.” He’d shrugged. It really was that simple.
If he started killing everyone he wanted to, everyone who tried tearing him down, everyone who left momentary bruises or should have broken his bones, there would be almost no one left.
.
The eighteenth person Kurt thought about killing was Sebastian Smythe.
If Kurt’s reflexes weren’t so quick, if he hadn’t pulled Blaine out of the way even as Blaine tried to do the same to him–
Sebastian Smythe would’ve died in that parking garage, with two show choirs watching. He would’ve have died messily, and far too quickly.
But Kurt has preternaturally swift reflexes and the slushy hit only air.
Before the slushy, Sebastian was an annoyance. It was almost cute, the way he panted after Blaine. Everyone should want Blaine because Kurt was secure in being the only one to have him.
After the slushy, Sebastian was considered a threat. That... is always a bad place to be, regarding one of Loki's children.
But Sebastian was only another kind of bully, and while annoying, no true threat. And Blaine hadn’t actually been hurt.
So Kurt imagined a thousand different deaths for Sebastian, but let him live.
.
The first time Kurt Hummel takes a life, he is twenty, and men have kidnapped Blaine, terrified him, made him bleed. For that, there will never be forgiveness, and no mercy. The only fitting retribution is death, and Valhalla’s doors will be closed to these men. They will go to Hel’s realm and suffer there eternally.
Well done, dearest one, Mama says, and Kurt smiles down at the corpses.
.
Kurt’s father is a very good man. That is unquestionable.
Kurt thinks his mother is marvelous, but he knows not everyone would agree.
Kurt managed to go two decades without killing anyone, though, despite the best efforts of most of his classmates. He really should get an award for that.
Instead, he flips through the folder Váli gave him (“Seriously?” he’d asked, raising an eyebrow. “Actual paper?” Váli had just raised an eyebrow right back.) and begins plotting how to kill his thirteenth person.
“Lucky thirteen,” he chuckles, and just smiles when Blaine looks over from his brownie.
Title: I was thinking of a son
Fandom: Glee/Avengers movieverse(Norse mythology)
Disclaimer: not my characters; title from Anne Sexton
Warnings: future!fic
Pairings: Kurt/Blaine, Tony/Pepper
Rating: PGish
Wordcount: 630
Point of view: third
“Blaine, you know how much I like your boyfriend, right?" Dad asks. He sounds almost hesitant, which is weird, since he's normally so exuberant.
“Yes, Dad,” Blaine says, looking up from Dummy. He’s been playing fetch with the robot for nearly an hour now, waiting for Dad to finish his project.
“And you know that the team all like your boyfriend, too?” Dad continues without glancing over.
“Yes,” Blaine says again, setting down the pen he’s been throwing for Dummy. “Why?”
Because Blaine is twenty-one years old and he’s spent more time without a father than with him. Because Kurt is his, and he’ll fight anything he has to, and he’s got a ring burning in his pocket and another on his finger (and he looked up that protection sigil, and it doesn’t exist anywhere on Earth, but Kurt’s brothers and mom smile every time they see it).
“Blaine,” Dad says carefully, “you know what Loki is.”
Blaine stands. He pats Dummy on the head and Dummy backs up with a whine. “Loki is your sometimes ally,” Blaine replies, with a valiant attempt to control his temper. “And he’s Kurt’s mother.”
Dad sighs so long-sufferingly Blaine’s control almost snaps. “Loki is not a good guy, Blaine. He’s not human. Even when he’s our ally, we can’t trust him.”
Taking a deep breath, Blaine counts to ten. Then he says, “And what does that have to do with Kurt?”
Dad finally looks at him, batting away the holographic designs. “I asked him if he could promise to not break your heart,” Dad tells him. “And he couldn’t.”
Blaine stares at him for a moment, waiting. When Dad doesn’t say anything else, Blaine demands, “And if I asked you the same about Ms. Potts? Could you promise to not break her heart, Dad?”
Dad winces because of course he can’t. But he shoots back defensively, “It’s not the same thing! Loki’s dangerous, Blaine, he’s so fucking dangerous, and tomorrow he could decide he wants us all dead again!”
Blaine bites back his first, instinctive response of I’m safe from him because it’s stupid and naïve, and wouldn’t help. It’s true, though. Blaine knows it is, because Loki had smiled at him, shaken his hand, told him You make my son very happy.
And as long as he keeps making Kurt happy, which he can’t really see ever stopping –
But how can he explain that to Dad? All Dad will ever see is how little governs Loki, which is totally hypocritical, but Blaine can’t explain that, either.
So he threads his fingers together and strokes the ring Kurt gave him for years ago, and tells Dad, “Don’t make me choose.”
He loves Dad. He loves Mom even more. He likes his friends, the ones he’s made at NYU and in coffee shops across Manhattan and the Warblers he still talks to weekly and Rachel and Finn. He likes Dad’s team and some of the SHIELD agents who shadowed him after he got kidnapped from class and Ms. Potts and most of Dad’s SI minions.
But. He loves Kurt with everything in him. He loves Kurt so much it terrifies him, sometimes, when he’s listening to Kurt’s heartbeat. He can barely remember his life before Kurt, before he looked at Kurt and saw.
So he tells Dad, “Don’t make me choose.” Because it isn’t a choice. And he’ll fight anything that tries to keep him from Kurt, and he’s got a ring burning in his pocket and another on his finger, and he was a dumb kid once but he’s a man now, and he’ll choose Kurt over anyone or anything else.
Dad closes his eyes and nods sadly.
Dummy clicks at Blaine, so Blaine picks up the pen and throws it into the corner.
Title: I was thinking of a son
Fandom: Glee/Avengers movieverse(Norse mythology)
Disclaimer: not my characters; title from Anne Sexton
Warnings: mentions of violence/bullying; self-fulfilling prophecies; Asgard’s asshattery
Pairings: Loki/Angrboða
Rating: PGish
Wordcount: 785
Point of view: third
First: Loki No-one’s-son is not a supervillain. Well, he is a villain, and he is super – but he has no plans to conquer Midgard. And he’d rather not trigger the apocalypse, either, but one doesn’t always get what one wants, does one?
“You’re talking pretentiously again,” Váli mutters without looking up from his McGriddle.
Loki rolls his eyes.
.
Second: The worst thing Loki has done on Midgard is blow up a few buildings, rearrange the constellations (he put them back after), and kill three hundred humans. Not at the same time, of course. And it’s not like the humans couldn’t use some culling – they are far past a safe population for their little rock.
He regularly battles the Avengers, his brother’s latest band of fellows, but his heart isn’t in it. He likes them better than Sif and the Warriors 3, anyway.
Not that that’s difficult. He likes-liked Laufey more than he likes the Warriors 3 and Sif. A thousand years of imagined slights will do that to a fellow.
You’re brooding again, Sleipnir says, gently butting Loki in the side with his nose.
Loki pats his shoulder and focuses on pleasanter things.
.
Third: Loki, late of Asgard, never of Jötunheimr, will return to Asgard only to burn it.
The only thing from that golden cage he cares about currently resides on Midgard and protects the little rock most vigorously.
Loki does not like being played for a fool. And he should have realized when Angrboða bore a serpent instead of an infant –
Magic can only explain so much.
Loki has thought of himself as a monster. But his children? Never.
You're angry, Papa, Fenrir murmurs, brushing against Loki's legs.
Loki gently rubs at his son's ears and turns back to plotting.
.
Fourth: Loki loves each of his children. Each of them is special and beautiful and amazing in a way that only one aesir has ever learned to appreciate.
Outcasts and unwanted, the lot of them. Cursed, too.
Gifted. So very gifted.
Loki doesn't want to destroy anything except the so-called Realm Eternal, and that is entirely personal. The rest of the universe holds no interest for him. He has walked and mapped every road, learned secrets and moved on.
But Asgard... he has business there.
"You're smiling creepily again," Nari tells him, handing over a mug of coffee.
Loki's smile widens, so sharp it'll cut a realm to pieces.
.
Fifth: From the moment Loki brought Jörmungandr home and saw the courtiers' reactions (and Father's apprehension, and Mother's well-hidden disgust), Loki knew how things would end. Unlike the favored, golden prince, Loki studied history. Loki memorized everything said by the prophecies forgotten at the back of the library.
When Angrboða bore Hel, Loki visited the Norns and asked a simple question: is it too late for things to be undone?
The Norns answered in one voice, Yggdrasil towering over them: never.
Loki returned home and kissed his daughter.
"You're worrying," Hel says, patting his hand with her living one.
Loki pulls her in for a hug, as ever unafraid.
.
Sixth: The first person to ever tell Loki he was less, he was wrong, he was nothing, had been one of Thor's friends. He was a warrior, one of Asgard's best. He also made time, every day, to stalk and terrorize Fenrir.
Fenrir had been so small, then. Just a pup. And everyone thought it such a fine game. He was just an animal, after all. What did it matter if he were the son of the second prince?
(Oh, yes, Loki learned many lessons in Father's golden halls.)
Loki did his best, but finally, he couldn't take it anymore. He told Angrboða to take their children and go somewhere far away, somewhere hidden, somewhere safe.
(Nowhere is safe for the children of the Ragnarök-bringer.)
And five hundred years later, when Fenrir was grown and magnificent, when Tyr hunted him without recognizing him, Loki led everyone else away astray so Fenrir could finally have vengeance.
You're plotting, Jörmungandr muses, shrinking down enough to twine around Loki.
Loki chuckles, shifting into a serpent so they can race across the oceans.
.
Seventh: Loki has had many children. Those that didn't inherit his magic either grew old and died or died young from the myriad of ways mortals can find to die.
Each of them was special. Each of them was loved.
Each of them died, all the same.
Only seven have some of Loki's magic.
Only seven will live to see Asgard burn.
"You haven't fully healed yet, have you?" Kurt asks, but his eyes are tired, and it's not a question.
Loki stares up at the sky and replies softly, "Have you?"
.
.
.
Title: I was thinking of a son
Fandom: Glee/Thor movieverse(Norse mythology)
Disclaimer: not my characters; title from Anne Sexton
Warnings: some season 3 elements incorporated; violence/bullying
Pairings: none
Rating: PGish
Wordcount: 485
Point of view: third
Prompt: Kurt gets pissed at Sebastian, so he tells Sebastian who his mom is and what he, his siblings, or his mom could do to Sebastian.
The first person Kurt ever considered killing was Noah Puckerman. He’d suffer through days of bullying and go home, lie in bed, and imagine all the ways he could do it. Slowly. Cleanly. Bloodily. So very bloodily.
At the time, he still didn’t really believe what he already knew.
But in hindsight… in hindsight, it is truly amazing that anyone got out of McKinley alive.
.
Once, Blaine asked Kurt why he put up with bullying. It was after Blaine realized how good he was with knives, after the first time he actually thought Kurt could’ve stopped it all.
It was just a different facet of the same thing, so Kurt gave the same answer. Quite simply, he explained, “If I started, I’d never stop.” He’d shrugged. It really was that simple.
If he started killing everyone he wanted to, everyone who tried tearing him down, everyone who left momentary bruises or should have broken his bones, there would be almost no one left.
.
The eighteenth person Kurt thought about killing was Sebastian Smythe.
If Kurt’s reflexes weren’t so quick, if he hadn’t pulled Blaine out of the way even as Blaine tried to do the same to him–
Sebastian Smythe would’ve died in that parking garage, with two show choirs watching. He would’ve have died messily, and far too quickly.
But Kurt has preternaturally swift reflexes and the slushy hit only air.
Before the slushy, Sebastian was an annoyance. It was almost cute, the way he panted after Blaine. Everyone should want Blaine because Kurt was secure in being the only one to have him.
After the slushy, Sebastian was considered a threat. That... is always a bad place to be, regarding one of Loki's children.
But Sebastian was only another kind of bully, and while annoying, no true threat. And Blaine hadn’t actually been hurt.
So Kurt imagined a thousand different deaths for Sebastian, but let him live.
.
The first time Kurt Hummel takes a life, he is twenty, and men have kidnapped Blaine, terrified him, made him bleed. For that, there will never be forgiveness, and no mercy. The only fitting retribution is death, and Valhalla’s doors will be closed to these men. They will go to Hel’s realm and suffer there eternally.
Well done, dearest one, Mama says, and Kurt smiles down at the corpses.
.
Kurt’s father is a very good man. That is unquestionable.
Kurt thinks his mother is marvelous, but he knows not everyone would agree.
Kurt managed to go two decades without killing anyone, though, despite the best efforts of most of his classmates. He really should get an award for that.
Instead, he flips through the folder Váli gave him (“Seriously?” he’d asked, raising an eyebrow. “Actual paper?” Váli had just raised an eyebrow right back.) and begins plotting how to kill his thirteenth person.
“Lucky thirteen,” he chuckles, and just smiles when Blaine looks over from his brownie.
Title: I was thinking of a son
Fandom: Glee/Avengers movieverse(Norse mythology)
Disclaimer: not my characters; title from Anne Sexton
Warnings: future!fic
Pairings: Kurt/Blaine, Tony/Pepper
Rating: PGish
Wordcount: 630
Point of view: third
“Blaine, you know how much I like your boyfriend, right?" Dad asks. He sounds almost hesitant, which is weird, since he's normally so exuberant.
“Yes, Dad,” Blaine says, looking up from Dummy. He’s been playing fetch with the robot for nearly an hour now, waiting for Dad to finish his project.
“And you know that the team all like your boyfriend, too?” Dad continues without glancing over.
“Yes,” Blaine says again, setting down the pen he’s been throwing for Dummy. “Why?”
Because Blaine is twenty-one years old and he’s spent more time without a father than with him. Because Kurt is his, and he’ll fight anything he has to, and he’s got a ring burning in his pocket and another on his finger (and he looked up that protection sigil, and it doesn’t exist anywhere on Earth, but Kurt’s brothers and mom smile every time they see it).
“Blaine,” Dad says carefully, “you know what Loki is.”
Blaine stands. He pats Dummy on the head and Dummy backs up with a whine. “Loki is your sometimes ally,” Blaine replies, with a valiant attempt to control his temper. “And he’s Kurt’s mother.”
Dad sighs so long-sufferingly Blaine’s control almost snaps. “Loki is not a good guy, Blaine. He’s not human. Even when he’s our ally, we can’t trust him.”
Taking a deep breath, Blaine counts to ten. Then he says, “And what does that have to do with Kurt?”
Dad finally looks at him, batting away the holographic designs. “I asked him if he could promise to not break your heart,” Dad tells him. “And he couldn’t.”
Blaine stares at him for a moment, waiting. When Dad doesn’t say anything else, Blaine demands, “And if I asked you the same about Ms. Potts? Could you promise to not break her heart, Dad?”
Dad winces because of course he can’t. But he shoots back defensively, “It’s not the same thing! Loki’s dangerous, Blaine, he’s so fucking dangerous, and tomorrow he could decide he wants us all dead again!”
Blaine bites back his first, instinctive response of I’m safe from him because it’s stupid and naïve, and wouldn’t help. It’s true, though. Blaine knows it is, because Loki had smiled at him, shaken his hand, told him You make my son very happy.
And as long as he keeps making Kurt happy, which he can’t really see ever stopping –
But how can he explain that to Dad? All Dad will ever see is how little governs Loki, which is totally hypocritical, but Blaine can’t explain that, either.
So he threads his fingers together and strokes the ring Kurt gave him for years ago, and tells Dad, “Don’t make me choose.”
He loves Dad. He loves Mom even more. He likes his friends, the ones he’s made at NYU and in coffee shops across Manhattan and the Warblers he still talks to weekly and Rachel and Finn. He likes Dad’s team and some of the SHIELD agents who shadowed him after he got kidnapped from class and Ms. Potts and most of Dad’s SI minions.
But. He loves Kurt with everything in him. He loves Kurt so much it terrifies him, sometimes, when he’s listening to Kurt’s heartbeat. He can barely remember his life before Kurt, before he looked at Kurt and saw.
So he tells Dad, “Don’t make me choose.” Because it isn’t a choice. And he’ll fight anything that tries to keep him from Kurt, and he’s got a ring burning in his pocket and another on his finger, and he was a dumb kid once but he’s a man now, and he’ll choose Kurt over anyone or anything else.
Dad closes his eyes and nods sadly.
Dummy clicks at Blaine, so Blaine picks up the pen and throws it into the corner.
Title: I was thinking of a son
Fandom: Glee/Avengers movieverse(Norse mythology)
Disclaimer: not my characters; title from Anne Sexton
Warnings: mentions of violence/bullying; self-fulfilling prophecies; Asgard’s asshattery
Pairings: Loki/Angrboða
Rating: PGish
Wordcount: 785
Point of view: third
First: Loki No-one’s-son is not a supervillain. Well, he is a villain, and he is super – but he has no plans to conquer Midgard. And he’d rather not trigger the apocalypse, either, but one doesn’t always get what one wants, does one?
“You’re talking pretentiously again,” Váli mutters without looking up from his McGriddle.
Loki rolls his eyes.
.
Second: The worst thing Loki has done on Midgard is blow up a few buildings, rearrange the constellations (he put them back after), and kill three hundred humans. Not at the same time, of course. And it’s not like the humans couldn’t use some culling – they are far past a safe population for their little rock.
He regularly battles the Avengers, his brother’s latest band of fellows, but his heart isn’t in it. He likes them better than Sif and the Warriors 3, anyway.
Not that that’s difficult. He likes-liked Laufey more than he likes the Warriors 3 and Sif. A thousand years of imagined slights will do that to a fellow.
You’re brooding again, Sleipnir says, gently butting Loki in the side with his nose.
Loki pats his shoulder and focuses on pleasanter things.
.
Third: Loki, late of Asgard, never of Jötunheimr, will return to Asgard only to burn it.
The only thing from that golden cage he cares about currently resides on Midgard and protects the little rock most vigorously.
Loki does not like being played for a fool. And he should have realized when Angrboða bore a serpent instead of an infant –
Magic can only explain so much.
Loki has thought of himself as a monster. But his children? Never.
You're angry, Papa, Fenrir murmurs, brushing against Loki's legs.
Loki gently rubs at his son's ears and turns back to plotting.
.
Fourth: Loki loves each of his children. Each of them is special and beautiful and amazing in a way that only one aesir has ever learned to appreciate.
Outcasts and unwanted, the lot of them. Cursed, too.
Gifted. So very gifted.
Loki doesn't want to destroy anything except the so-called Realm Eternal, and that is entirely personal. The rest of the universe holds no interest for him. He has walked and mapped every road, learned secrets and moved on.
But Asgard... he has business there.
"You're smiling creepily again," Nari tells him, handing over a mug of coffee.
Loki's smile widens, so sharp it'll cut a realm to pieces.
.
Fifth: From the moment Loki brought Jörmungandr home and saw the courtiers' reactions (and Father's apprehension, and Mother's well-hidden disgust), Loki knew how things would end. Unlike the favored, golden prince, Loki studied history. Loki memorized everything said by the prophecies forgotten at the back of the library.
When Angrboða bore Hel, Loki visited the Norns and asked a simple question: is it too late for things to be undone?
The Norns answered in one voice, Yggdrasil towering over them: never.
Loki returned home and kissed his daughter.
"You're worrying," Hel says, patting his hand with her living one.
Loki pulls her in for a hug, as ever unafraid.
.
Sixth: The first person to ever tell Loki he was less, he was wrong, he was nothing, had been one of Thor's friends. He was a warrior, one of Asgard's best. He also made time, every day, to stalk and terrorize Fenrir.
Fenrir had been so small, then. Just a pup. And everyone thought it such a fine game. He was just an animal, after all. What did it matter if he were the son of the second prince?
(Oh, yes, Loki learned many lessons in Father's golden halls.)
Loki did his best, but finally, he couldn't take it anymore. He told Angrboða to take their children and go somewhere far away, somewhere hidden, somewhere safe.
(Nowhere is safe for the children of the Ragnarök-bringer.)
And five hundred years later, when Fenrir was grown and magnificent, when Tyr hunted him without recognizing him, Loki led everyone else away astray so Fenrir could finally have vengeance.
You're plotting, Jörmungandr muses, shrinking down enough to twine around Loki.
Loki chuckles, shifting into a serpent so they can race across the oceans.
.
Seventh: Loki has had many children. Those that didn't inherit his magic either grew old and died or died young from the myriad of ways mortals can find to die.
Each of them was special. Each of them was loved.
Each of them died, all the same.
Only seven have some of Loki's magic.
Only seven will live to see Asgard burn.
"You haven't fully healed yet, have you?" Kurt asks, but his eyes are tired, and it's not a question.
Loki stares up at the sky and replies softly, "Have you?"
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Loved how Blaine can sort of quietly make his opinion come across with such few words. I think Tony gets it completely :) <3
(actually, I really really like the language feel in all the fics I've read here - people really do have their writing language styles, and this is really delicious *grin*)
Of course Vali can make remarks like that to Loki. I've really grown fond of the twins it seems.
I think for Loki being the villain in Midgard is a sort of exercise and a hobby, a thing to do. In a good/interesting way. Midgard IMO has more variety and better responses for Loki than Asgardland ever could. Less painful memories too, perhaps.
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Oh, Tony totally knows that Blaine will follow Kurt wherever he goes. In fact, it's his greatest fear.
Thank you for reading!
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Thank you very much!
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Me, too! Thank you for reading.
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ugh I love you you're amazing
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Thank you so much!
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Loki&Kurt are still scarred by the way they were treated. Loki had a thousand years of being a whipping-boy, scapegoat, and mistrusted by everyone he knew. Kurt had Lima and McKinley, even though he also had his parents/siblings. He's in a better place than Loki, for sure.
Does that help?
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The blend of actual lore, Avengers and Glee is fantastic and makes me itch to write again.
Can't wait to read more, as always!
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Thank you so very much!