Tag: valkyrie

“That’s a hell of a nap. Can’t blame you if you’ve got out of the wrong side of bed.“

zombiecheetah:

Loki held his head and groaned, his chest tight and heavy. “How long was I out?” 

“Just a few days,” Valkyrie said, smoothing back his hair. “You’re not dead though. Impressive.”

“Are you sure?” Loki muttered, the pounding in his head made his skull feel like that featured solo of a drumline. “What got me, then? All I remember is fighting in that grassland, the witch and I working together and then…something hit me and I was out.”

“Well, Thor technically took you out. It was an accident,” Valkyrie replied, taking a swig from her bottle. “He claims that he used his old hammer plenty of times to get you out of the way of danger, but apparently he miscalculated with that battle axe of his.”

“And yet my brother continues to wield it.” Loki put a hand over his eyes. “Could you please do something about these blasted lights?” 

Of course, Prince Loki, they heard a male voice say and the lights in the room were dimmed to a level of light appropriate for a romantic dinner. 

“Where in the nine do I know that voice from?”

Valkyrie shrugged taking another ship. “Don’t know. I think it’s the voice of that robot thing. Didn’t make it. Witch gets all teary-eyed when it talks.” 

“So she survived.” 

Valkyrie raised an eyebrow looking amused. “Did you want me to go get her?” 

One of his hands reached out and grabbed her wrist. “Jealous, Val?” 

“Hardly jealousy, Lackey. Though if it helps she’s been visiting you too. Funny you should wake when we were finally able to drag Thor away from your bedside to shower.”

“Given that I can smell what you’ve been drinking I would have thought you nose blind. Smells as bitter as that Strange character.”

Valkyrie snorted. “I’m sure if you wanted something sweeter I could find something in this compound. Stark has quite the alcohol collection.”

Loki was quiet for a moment. “I’d rather you stay here, actually, if you do not mind,” he said, lacing his fingers with hers. “Once Thor returns the two of you can catch me up.” 

A small rap on his door and Loki looked over to see a very happy looking teenager poking his head in. “Hey um, oh…is Mr. Loki awake?” 

“Glad to see the child Stark brought to a war zone lived to see another day,” Loki sighed as he gently pulled a grinning Valkyrie down to sit next to him. 

“Hey, Peter, yeah, he’s awake.”

“Oh, we were just going to order pizza and um…do,” his voice dropped to a whisper, “frost giants eat pizza?”

Loki blinked. “Depends. What is a pizza?”

Peter looked like Christmas had come early. “Ah, you know what. It’ll be a surprise. You’re going to love it, really. I promise.” he said before dashing back out the door.  

“Will I actually like such a concoction?” Loki asked with a raised eyebrow, as Valkyrie leaned over and kissed the top of his head. 

“Probably not. But who knows, Lackey, you’ve been full of surprises so far who knows maybe you’ll pull another one out of your ass…” 

hulkbanners:

this is the only news that matters tbh…..

I’m glad to hear it, of course, and glad to see that she and maybe Korg will be in Avengers 4, but honestly this just makes me even more irritated. like…yeah, it was a long movie, so of course you couldn’t focus on all the characters, but to just skip over something so major to the point that you have to clarify it in post-movie interviews because you couldn’t take 30 seconds away from shitty, drawn-out Guardians jokes to show some escape pods getting away? all my other problems with the film aside, that’s just bad filmmaking. sure, when it’s a two-part story you can’t tell the entire story in one part, but FFS your movies are a year apart and they kind of have to stand on their own.

Source: spiderwebbing

“What? Are you scared?” valki

gaslightgallows:

Loki’s breathing echoed loudly in the small space, which was lit only by the small globe of light in Valkyrie’s hand.

“Scared?” she asked, a touch peevishly. “Please don’t tell me now that you’re claustrophobic.”

“I’m not.”

“Good. I’m already pissed off enough about having to crawl through a defunct mine shaft on a defunct moon to look for some bloody mineral that our bloody Sakaarian ship needs in order to keep functioning. The last thing I need is for my backup to start hyperventilating.”

But his response was reassuringly dickish. “Oh no, on the contrary, I’m having the absolute time of my life! And after all, the view from back here is fantastic.”

Valkyrie rolled her eyes and kicked a faceful of rock dust back at him. “Hey! That’s – achoo!”

“Oh, sorry, did I obscure your view?” She smirked and continued wriggling forward on her belly, inch by inch, with Loki following a foot or so behind. “I think we’re getting close to – shit!” As she elbowed up, the globe slipped from her fingers and smashed on the rough rock, plunging them into blackness.

“Damn,” she muttered. “Hold up a minute, I’ve got another one in my pack. Just… gotta…” She twisted round in the cramped darkness, trying to wrench her backpack off and turn onto her back so that she could get at her spare flashlight.

A soft, high keen broke through the heavy silence, and she froze. “Loki?” The sound didn’t stop. If anything, it grew stronger. She reached for the dagger in her bracer, then paused. “Loki,” she repeated, louder and more sharply. “Listen to me.”

“I… I can’t see you…”

“I know. I need you to focus on the sound of my voice. All right?”

“Y-yes…” He drew in a shaky breath. “Yes.”

“Good. Now, I need you to crawl towards my voice.”  He didn’t move. His breathing was shallow and fast, and so loud. “Loki. I’m only a few inches away. You can do this.”

His labored breathing was broken by a hoarse rasping sound, as though in his terror he was trying to gather his strength. Then she heard the soft scrap of leather over rocks. “Come on, that’s it,” she urged, keeping her tone calm and steady.

It was only a few seconds before his hand touched her boot and then seized her ankle in a grip that could have shattered bone, but it felt like centuries. “That’s it, Loki. Come on. Come here.”

By glacial degrees, he crawled up the shaft, until he was trembling uncontrollably in her arms.

“I’m sorry,” Valkyrie murmured, stroking his hair with one hand while the other fumbled in her pack for the flashlight. “I had no idea you were afraid of the dark.”

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