Kaleidoscope

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Hello!

This is my marathon of Loki prompts! I had this idea for ever, to have a field of discussion where you can imagine what is ever happening here J I would love to know your points of view, what is going to happen or happened before, because most of these pieces don’t have clear beginning or end, just a slice of life.

I had a ton of ideas, but they didn’t go further than my notebook. Still, the ideas I wanted to share, because I am too miserable or lazy or inept to write a decent fic from them.

I warn you that most of these are Loki angst and whump, but as always I hold only the best wishes for my god ; ) (I think I showed it with my other fics) Cause I love him. I don’t agree with anything they did to a character since TDW. Ragnarok is trash, regarding Loki’s portrayal, just a joke. Fight me.

I will try to post something every week, some stories can be 100 words, others 2000K.

Any comments are welcome. Enjoy!

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Loki had a dream that Thanos' ship will approach them and kill everyone on board. Loki woke up with a scream on his lips, he was feeling so cold he couldn't even move from fear of what he saw. After a moment, he pulled himself together, the visions of his captivity before his eyes not disappearing no matter how he tried to banish them. The remembered pain and horror he lived in for so long away from the nine realms so fresh in his mind, as if he didn't escape but was still tortured and all this was just a dream.

But no. If anything – the disgraced prince, abandoned son, monster and villain - he was a survivor. And his whole essence screamed and howled to get away, and get away right NOW.

Because otherwise something, or someone, would catch up with the last of Asgardian people to wipe them out from existence.

And what would this someone do to Loki, he couldn't even imagine without wanting to throw up or kill himself to spare himself an eternity of torment.

Not going to happen.

Loki stood up, fear making his movements quicker, his mind sharper. He knew what he had to do.

Thor... He wouldn't understand, not at first, but Loki couldn't risk it. Couldn't risk Thor. And others.

He had to do it.

Conjuring the Tesseract was easy. Immediately Loki felt it whisper, calling to him. And for once, Loki was going to listen. Closing his eyes Loki concentrated.

In the next moment the ship with the last of Asgard disappeared in blue light.

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"What in the Hel?!"

"What happened?"

"Where are we?"

Thor was seething. He didn't understand what happened. One second he looked on the map with Heimdall, discussing how long it will take to reach Midgard and in the other, the world lighted up in blue and they were thrown across the room. When they pulled themselves up and looked around, the stars were different. Sharing confusing looks, they returned to the map and Thor gaped. They were so much further than a moment ago! Who did this?! How did it happen?!

Loki.

He would start from him.

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"Brother."

"Did you do it?! Did you - is that the Tesseract?"

"Yes."

"You-!"

Loki flinched. Was Thor really going to hit him? Thor stopped himself, with great effort, and instead snapped the cube from Loki's trembling hands. Loki just couldn't stop trembling, his nerves he tried to heal for years now, so hardly won little victories when he didn't flinch from any move, any loud noise, any contact - have now betrayed him. And all because of Thanos. He was pathetic.

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Thor has had enough. He truly has had enough of Loki.

"Brother. I need to tell you something-"

"No, Loki! No."

His brother recoiled. Thor snapped his mouth shut but frustration and so much anger at Loki won over his guilt. Enough was enough.

"I don't care about your excuses. I don't care what tales you will pour for me to hear. I don't care. I want you to leave this ship and get lost. You... You... Everything you do, Loki... You really are irredeemable. I tried so hard, but the others were right. There is no hope for you. And I wish to have nothing of it anymore. I don't want to have anything more to do with you. Get out. Get out of this ship. Now it is truly over, Loki."

Thor wanted Loki to feel his rage, and to hear him, that is why he looked into his eyes all the while he was talking. Otherwise, he would have missed the moment Loki seemed to... to break? Loki cared not for anything, so why was he looking as if dead inside? No matter. He said his word, his law. Right? But Loki also didn't smirk, didn't scoff. He did nothing but look at him. Why did his heart squeeze in pain from that look? Loki had to stop. He had to... Thor could see Loki's hands shake. Why... He said he wouldn't listen, but should he? Maybe he...

"All right, brother. That is a goodbye then."  Loki whispered. Before Thor could decide what to do (call him back? apologize? hug him?) Loki took a step back and almost run from him. Thor was left to stand, feeling as if he has made a huge mistake.

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He didn't have anything but his armor on his back. He truly had nothing. The situation starkly reminded him of the battle on Bifrost. Failing in the Void. Then he also had nothing. Absolutely. Nothing. Loki laughed. Sobbed. He truly was alone now, having not a thing in the whole world. For some reason he imagined his baby self, left on the frozen rock, to die. Was it not the same? Thousand years in between, but his fate was the same.

Abandoned, starved, left to die.

For once he volunteered to share the information, because, a funny thing, no one ever asked him, nobody cared. And when he has finally found the courage, he was denied. Rejected. Dismissed. Because when ever Loki was listened to?

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"You know. I really think he had something important to say."

"What?"

"Your brother. I think you needed to listen to him."

"... Why do you think so?"

"No reason. I just thought I recognized the look in his eyes."

"What look?"

"The look... the look of a person facing the upcoming death."

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Thank you for reading!