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magnusmodig · 6 months

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rough childhood headcanon qs / anonymous / accepting !

╰┈➤ 1 . does your muse blame themselves for their trauma?

||. As is ever the case with Thor Odinson, the short answer is still, in itself, complicated. Ultimately the answer is, in my personal opinion, yes , though Thor is an incredibly introspective person, and so he can be self-aware enough of himself and his family situation to see it plainly for what it was. Thor is not a doormat. But whether or not he fully commits to acting on what he's feeling, and thinking based that awareness is its own issue. One mostly steeped in how Thor views himself and partly how he views his own family (specifically: he views them all with blinding rose-colored glasses ESPECIALLY once they've died, regardless of the damage they've caused him).

For some context on what I mean, by "how Thor views himself", I mean that he is shown to have something of an atlas complex (also known as: superman complex, savior/hero syndrome, codependency). Everything comes down to him. He's the strongest, so he'll do it. He can outlive and outlast, so he'll endure. He's the eldest, so it's his responsibility. So on and so forth very often times coming out as "I will solve this problem for you" statements most notably with Jane Foster. He takes failure personally, especially when other people are at stake, or the collateral. And he will hold himself accountable for tragedies beyond his control at length. In "The Avengers" and a deleted scene in "Thor: Ragnarok" he actively and repeatedly lumps himself in with his family (aka his father and siblings, mostly), and their catastrophic, destructive actions and pasts — both of which are things that thor himself actually hasn't partaken to any large degree (unless we count the failed Jotunheim heist and even that he WAS going to bail on before his temper got the best of his judgement.) He proceeds to call them (his family) "bilge snipe", while using the terms "we" (denotating himself as part of the issue) and proceeds to call the metaphorical bilge snipe "repulsive". He does this again in Ragnarok while telling Banner that "we're cursed to fight amongst ourselves while everyone else suffers for it"), meaning his opinions on the matter have not changed since 2012.

And by "blinding rose colored glasses" I mean that Thor has another tendency to see the good in people, partly in nature and partly deliberately, especially when seeking it out. And he does this especially when it comes to his family, and he will justify their actions by trying to step into their shoes even when it may not always be appropriate. (//gestures at literally all of thor: ragnarok and how he still idolizes his father to an obscene degree thankstaika re: "i'm not as strong as you", and even further back to the way thor speaks to odin in thor 2011 at the end of his banishment re: "there will never be a wiser king than you or a better father". He also idolizes Loki in "The Dark World" with the line "loki, for all of his grave imbalance, understood rule as i know i never will" and to a lesser degree does this with Frigga in the same film "she saved us all, a thousand times.")

From a slightly more psychological perspective:

The long and short of it is that it is much easier to blame yourself for things that hurt you that were beyond yourself. Especially when you can't understand it, or didn't deserve it. Especially when they come from someone you hold in high esteem, and hold a lot of love for. Like caregivers and family. In a twisted way, it grants the guilt-bearer some level of CONTROL over their emotions and their situation that they did not have in the moment the hurt occurred. If you're can blame yourself, then you're at fault. If you're at fault, then you can feel guilty, and if you're guilty, then you can atone. You can actively work to make up for it. ( "By blaming ourselves, we maintain the perception that we’re still in control of the situation and ultimately safe -even when we’re not." - rosscenter.com) This is especially critical in children who go through this sort of parental dysfunction and neglect. And the reason why I think this is not a development saved for his young adult -> adult years is because of exactly what we see on screen.

Thor comes from a family that is just as loving as it is toxic. His father was so good at being a wise king that he completely failed at being a good father. It's something Thor even calls out in "The Dark World" ("I'd rather be a good man than a great king") after speaking on how being king is losing who you are to politics and mind games and war. Odin as a parent, and Odin's overbearing, all-encompassing shadow of a legacy is what Thor's entire character arc was always about overcoming. His mother, Frigga, is by far the most decent of the bunch, but she is far from perfect. To pull from a previous meta on the subject, my opinion on frigga/thor is as follows: " [...] an unfortunate cycle in which [Frigga] spent SO MUCH ENERGY [...] making sure [Loki] felt seen/heard and had “some sun for himself” that she COMPLETELY neglected to see that her other son was in just as much pain as the youngest was [...] And only realized how estranged they had become when it was too late, and she couldn’t reach Thor anymore. (She also died before she could make it right.)"

His brother is arguably the person he was ever closest to (even among his friend group), up until his brother manipulated and betrayed his trust, killed him, attempted suicide in front of him, tried to take over earth as payback, tried to kill him again, rejected him outright, and then got put into jail.

Suffice it to say that while I think that Thor's issues stem from deep childhood trauma (and only ever further reenforced by the fact he ages so slowly), my dude's got some issues, and blaming himself for past trauma is definitely one of them. (When he can't get away with internalizing it and avoiding it any longer, anyways.) I do also think to a lesser degree this behavior does also count towards friends, just to a less extreme degree. With the main difference being: Thor adores his family. He wants to keep them close to him. He's incredibly protective of all of them. Which isn't to say he doesn't love his friends, because that would be the biggest lie. But friends come and go. Thor will always want to be a good friend, but he wants to be a good son even more than that. And so in cases of conflict with a friend and a peer, Thor will gladly and readily call out his friends for their bad behavior just as readily as he would also dismiss and justify their bad behavior towards himself. (you know like not checking in on him for five years in "endgame", apparently...)

#(i was going to go into a whole thing about children and their emotional/mental development cycles)#(critical stages in a child's life to teach emotional regulation and where anger issues stem from)#(both of which thor has TERRIBLE times with throughout his appearances)#(but i might just leave that for a different post that goes further into my thoughts on his childhood in particular...)#(someone else asked this question too (i think 2 others maybe) so maybe i'll make a prt 2)#( ooc . ) — stories that leap from the page .#( meta . ) — son of cosmos . lightning flows through thy veins .#( headcanon . ) — glory to the man who toils for his land . may it ever prosper .#( answered . ) — black feathers fall to a raven's call .#nonny asks #(one thing i think i should also mention is that thor is very much someone who seems to crave control)#(which makes sense given his upbringing)#(and so his craving for control comes out in various fashions)#(and this includes his self-destructive / self-sabatoging / self-harming tendencies and behavior)#(it all comes back to wanting control and wanting security because various needs /were not met/ in those developmental stages)#(which is all just to say: parental bonds are important and thor had virtually neither figure to count on consistently)#(...and oh boy does it show.)

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ittybittythunder · 8 months

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🌈❤️ for the ask game ^^

❤ If you had a fictional caregiver/little who would it be?

Thor odinson, for both hehe ;w;

🌈 What mythical creature would you rather be? (Hybrid, Fairy, Dragon, etc)

oooo!! I would wanna be a hybrid of some kind… I just want a tail lol

for the agere ask game: here!

#ask game!!#ty for the ask :3

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leos-regression-cove · 2 years

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All The Lessons I Never Learned

27. Field Trip

Synopsis: Daycare has a trip to the Natural History Museum coming up. When Mobius is rumored to be chaperoning, Loki decides he has to also volunteer to earn Mobius’ trust and prove that he’s a good caregiver.

Word count: 3,571

Stand Alone?: 2/2 but context isn't necessary.

Warnings: no warnings apply

Notes: I wrote a whole (very sweet and somewhat plot forwarding) chapter just because of one joke.

Read it on AO3!

“Hey, Loki, can I speak to you?”

Loki stopped helping Thor with his plastic yellow raincoat and looked up at Mr. Steve. “Yeah, what’s up?” he asked, keeping Thor’s backpack looped around his forearm.

“We’ve got a field trip coming up and I wanted to make sure you got Thor’s permission slip, and, since it’s his first one, there’s a paper in there for chaperoning if you want.”

“Chaperoning?”

“Yep, we recommend it, especially for caregivers of new students. You get a day off of work to spend on a tour of the Natural History Museum and a free lunch. Think about it.”

Loki pretended to consider this, nodding and neatly folded up the flyer before placing it in his coat pocket with an amicable smile. “Thanks, I’ll keep that in mind.”

“Sylvie says her papa’s going. Are you?” Thor asked.

“Hm? Oh, Um… I don’t know, brother, I’ll check my calendar and let you know tomorrow.”

“But you have to!”

“I don’t have to,” Loki scoffed.

“If you love me you do!”

“That’s a new one,” he laughed. “Manipulative little thing. Pick that one up from Sylvie?”

Thor beamed with pride.

“Maybe I should go, just to make sure you don’t get any ideas from that little monster.”

That’s what Loki said, but admittedly, the “little monster” wasn’t the only reason he had to consider his options. He flipped the paper over to the chaperone side and read over it, checking dates and such. Then, he thought about it for a second, took a deep breath, and signed his name.

Loki awkwardly stood in the center of the daycare room, unsure of what to do with himself as other carers doted on their littles and the teachers tried to round them up and make sure everyone had gotten breakfast and their permission slips signed.

He shifted from foot to foot and silently wished that he could blend in with his surroundings, despite the fact that he was wearing all black plus a neon orange “chaperone” backpack that he had been given upon arriving that morning.

“Mr. Odinson? You wanna be line-leader or line-follower?” Mr. Wilson asked. He held up a rope with fabric the handles attached to it every foot or so.

“Be a leader!” Thor whispered.

“Leader, please!” Loki shouted over to mr. Wilson with a nod.

“Then you can be my buddy an’ hold my hand!” Thor added.

“That’s quite the perk.”

Loki took the first handle on the line and followed the example that was being set by Mr. Steve and Mr. Wilson, trying to help the littles line up and get ready to go even though he didn’t know their names or how to properly direct them.

“Hey, sorry we’re late, where do you want me?”

Loki could barely make that out over the commotion, and pretended he didn’t hear it, at least until he heard the response: “We need someone to bring up the rear of that line, by Mr. Odinson, over there.”

He could not bare to look as the other half of the rope rose and the slack left it.

It seemed that there was a mutual understanding between the chaperones that they would not be making eye contact quite yet, regardless of how much their two littles talked with one another, pulled on the rope, and ducked under it.

“Psst, Sylvie, we’re going to stop that now and listen to Mr. Steve.”

And that was where all the tugging and roughhousing stopped. Mr. Steve and Mr. Wilson went over the safety, the plan for the day, and introduced the chaperones who could be located with their orange backpacks if any little one needed it.

The fact that their line had ten littles made Loki feel a little more at ease, now that he couldn’t look back and see the disapproving, sour face of his boss staring back at him. Now, he could focus on guiding this line of little ones down the stairs and out the door into the bright and bustling world of the streets below. Like a mother duck and her procession of little ducklings, he tried not to think.

When the class stopped and dispersed in the main hall of the museum by the t-rex skeleton and a doesent was introduced to lead the group, Loki noticed that a certain someone was a little bit closer to him than he had thought.

He didn’t say anything.

He didn’t even look at first.

He simply felt the presence and pointedly ignored it. He could ignore it by simply putting his arms around Thor and rocking him back and forth as if he were merely fidgeting.

“M’ gonna ride that big dinosaurus,” Thor said.

“Are you?”

“Yep.”

“What would you name such a pet?”

“I dunno. Rex?”

“Well, if you want to know more about him you may want to listen to the guide because they’re talking about him right now.”

For Loki, Thor served as a better distraction than he could have ever asked for, as the little was bored and clingy, and too rambunctious to really listen to whatever the doesent was saying. He was an easy little to stand next to and feel like a mature adult for caring for, which occasionally caused him to glance back at Mobius, just to make sure that the other caregiver noticed.

Despite how much Loki enjoyed caring for his brother, he didn’t care for the part of the job that meant caring for other people’s littles, making sure they didn’t touch anything they weren’t supposed to or talk over the teacher. There was one though, he did not shush.

“Papa?” Sylvie asked while wandering through one exhibit filled with miniatures. “Why are these people so small?”

Mobius chuckled. “Well, that’s just how they were back then.”

“Why are we so big, then?”

“More oxygen in the atmosphere.”

“Why?”

“I dunno, kiddo, science?”

She pressed her nose against the glass looking at a miniature railroad set up, and soon, not caring for the speech being given by the docent, Thor did, too.

“Mr. Mobius!” he yelled “this cowboy looks like you!”

The whole room went quiet.

“Thor!” Loki scolded him, but it was too late. Sylvie, Mobius, and a couple of other curious littles crowded around him.

“It does!” Sylvie laughed.

“If I were 20 years younger and blonde,” Mobius responded. “You just say that because of his melted little plastic nose.”

Loki raised an eyebrow, waited for a moment more, and quickly found that his curiosity outweighed his ability to hold a grudge.

“It does look like him,” he said rather confidently, agreeing with Thor and Sylvie’s assessment. “I think it’s in the eyebrows.”

“Yeah, right. Go find yourself a little Roman soldier, will ya? I’m sure there’s one that looks like you,” he laughed, making eye contact, and keeping it there for a little while.

That suggestion was one Thor and Sylvie immediately took, running over to the next diorama to see if they could find a little roman soldier of a Loki.

When they were busy, and the group of littles began to move on to the next room, Loki lagged behind a little bit and finally decided to ask a question. “You’re not… mad at me?”

“I mean, a little bit, yeah, you were a jerk.”

“But you’re still talking to me.”

“Well, you started this conversation, and I didn’t come on this field trip to be close with you. But we’re both adults here, and we both work together, and our littles are friends. So--” he shrugged, “-- I forgive you.”

“Oh…”

“That doesn’t mean we’re good. I’m still sorta mad. It just means we can talk.”

“Right, no, of course.”

“Good. I’m glad that’s clear.”

They walked in silence for what felt like hours, the lack of discussion growing more and more apparent by the second as the chatter of littles faded ahead and all that was left was their footsteps on the hard linoleum floors.

“But we’re still friends?” Loki finally asked.

Mobius paused to think about this. Loki had been to his house after all… “Yeah, sure, we’re friends.”

The difference in energy once the chaperones caught up with their littles was palpable, as Loki soon began to raise his hand and ask the docent leading questions like “I heard the rings on a tree tell you how old it is, how old is this one?” and “Coral reefs are one of the most biodiverse places in the world, aren’t they?”

But these moments became short lived rather quickly as Mobius began to throw in his own tidbits and almost added competition to the mix, instead of the quiet admiration Loki had expected, and soon it was like they were leading the tour with their own banter and conversations about the animals, fossils, and landscapes they were viewing.

Sylvie took Thor’s hand and pulled him to the back of the pack of students silently.

When they broke for lunch, Loki sat next to his fellow caregiver at the cafeteria tables.

“So… is Mobius your last name, too?”

“It’s more of a one name situation. Like Cher.”

Loki laughed. “No! No, it isn’t. Only famous people get that.”

“I don’t know what to tell you. It’s always been like that. I just have the one name.”

Loki scoffed.

“And I’ll venture to guess you have more than enough names for the both of us, right?”

“Only four!”

Mobius nodded and shrugged. “Alright, that is less than I thought.”

Thor breathlessly ran up to them right then. “Loki!” he whined, “Bruce says there’s no fairy cowboys!”

Loki and Mobius looked at each other for a second.

“He says they’re not real! Just plastic!”

“Those ones in the exhibits are, brother,” Loki explained.

“He said all-- ever!”

There was quite the sudden loud noise as Sylvie pushed Bruce off the lunch table bench.

He paused to stare at her before starting to cry.

Mobius sprung up from his seat with Loki close behind and ran up to make sure he was okay, help him up, and thoroughly scold Sylvie for taking such actions.

“But he was being mean to Thor!” she reasoned.

Mobius took a deep breath. “Yeah, but you can’t just hit someone for that. You’re just gonna have to sit by me for a little while.”

She grumbled about this as she grabbed her lunch and sat down next to him.

Loki looked back at them as he helped the small boy up off the floor, awaiting approval, and then took him aside for a minute. “We can just pretend about the little fairy people, right? For Thor and Sylvie? Just for fun? For me?”

“But they’re wrong!”

“I know they’re wrong, but you-- um…” Loki tried to think of an example. “Your caregivers probably still talk about the Easter Bunny with you, right? We know there’s not really an easter bunny, but we still make believe anyway because it’s fun! So can you do that for Thor and Sylvie for me? Be the big kid here?”

“The Easter Bunny isn’t real…?” Bruce asked with genuine seeming confusion.

“He’s as real as the tiny people,” Loki tried with thin lined lips. “So, um, just sit down, eat some lunch, and be nice to them… if you can.”

“Did you handle it?” Mobius asked. “Is he all good?”

“...I did what I could.”

“Yeah?”

Loki couldn’t help but notice how uncomfortably close Sylvie was sitting to her papa. Not in his lap, but pressing into his shoulder so hard that she might as well be.

Thor was not much different. But unlike Sylvie, he actually did sit down in Loki’s lap, much to the distress of Loki’s legs and the bench below them.

“Little one, it’s rather difficult for me to eat lunch with you like this. Can you sit next to me, perhaps?”

Thor did not take the bait, leading Loki to lock eyes firstly with his chaperoning peer, and then secondly with a little girl who looked about to burst out giggling.

After lunch, the littles were led to an educational room off limits to the everyday guests. It had toys along the walls in little bins, mostly plastic dinosaur and animal figurines, and a small shelf display of picture books on top of one of the countertops. There were conference tables set up in the center of the floor space that took up most of the room. Leaving the outer edges feeling somewhat cramped.

The museum docent set out some paper and crayons at each seat before explaining that the assignment was for each little to draw their favorite thing they saw on the tour. She, and the teachers, neglected to tell the chaperones that this exercise was not intended for them.

Loki sat down in between his brother and Mobius.

“What are you going to draw?” he asked his brother in a plastic customer service voice.

“A big dragon!” Thor answered.

“Did we see any big dragons?”

“No, but I like big dragons…”

“Why not make it a dinosaur so it fits?”

“We didn’t fight a big dinosaur.”

“No but we saw one,”

“Um, no, look--” Thor pointed at the figures he had drawn, each one a circle, with some spaghetti-like hair, and a basic colored shape for the body. “That’s you and you have a sword and that’s me! And I have a bigger sword!” The figures had no arms, no legs and no faces, but still held silver diamond shapes by their midsections.

Loki pointed at a green scribble. “Is that going to be the dragon?”

“Yep!”

“Huh. You have very interesting artistic sensibilities. Masterful use of color.” He spoke like a very serious art critic. “Mr. Heimdall would have commented on your geometry.”

Thor drew two more people on the other side of his paper. Loki watched him out of the corner of his eye while making his own drawing.

“Who’s that?”

Loki had long since identified himself as the black upside-down trapezoid, his brother as the red square, but the green triangle and the orange rectangle were new.

“Sylvie and Mobius!” Thor replied.

“You’re not a very good art critic.” Sylvie said, leaning on the table to get a good look at herself.

“It’s just a little abstract is all.”

“That’s what I look like!” Sylvie said, pointing at the drawing and then at herself.

Mobius looked over Loki’s shoulder to get a look at himself, too. “Spitting image,” was all he offered.

Loki opened his mouth to defend himself but nothing came out, so he went back to his own drawing.

“What’d you drawing?” Thor asked.

“I’m drawing one of the geodes we saw, isn’t it pretty?” Loki answered. In reality, he had been scribbling with just a single crayon as he supervised Mobius and the littles.

“No,” Thor answered with a giggle.

“Mobius, what about you? What are you drawing?”

Mobius looked down at his paper.

“It’s the cowboy!” Sylvie screamed with excitement.

“Sylvie, inside voices--”

Loki and Thor both pushed over to take a look at his work.

Loki laughed at the way Mobius had added his own mustache and silver hair to the golden-blonde cowboy.

Thor was much more fixated on something else. “He’s not colored in!”

“Nope, just an outline right now,” Mobius affirmed.

“Let me help!”

“No, we’re going to let Mobius do his own drawing, just like you have yours. Wouldn’t want me messing up your fancy shading, right?”

“It’s alright, if he’s done, I’d love some help,” Mobius smiled, sliding his drawing over.

By the time Mr. Steve asked for everyone’s drawings, it was apparent that all the littles were exhausted. Thor had finished his drawing ages ago, and had already helped with Mobius’ and scribbled on Loki’s geode in the hopes to improve it. Loki did not think it was much of an improvement, personally.

“You made drawings, too,” Mr. Steve observed as he took Mobius and Loki’s.

Loki went a little bit red in the cheeks as he realized that the assignment was optional for him. “Um… yeah… giving them support and such. Thor did most of mine…”

“I did this much!” Thor interjected, pointing at everything that wasn’t the large blue “geode” scribble in the center.

“Wow, that looks good. You were a big help,” Mr. Steve told him. “Do you want to join us on the rug for a story?” he asked, pointing to where many littles, who had already had their drawings collected, were fidgeting, trying to sit still on a barely padded concrete floor.

Thor immediately moved down onto the dinosaur-bone-patterned rug, tugging Loki’s hand with him, but Sylvie paused.

“What story?” she asked.

“Once Upon a Star. Have you heard of it? It’s about planets.”

“No. It sounds boring,” she admitted.

“Sylvie, we’re going to be nice and listen,” Mobius reminded her.

She scrunched up her nose in a not-quite-pout.

“She can keep drawing,” Mr. Steve offered.

“Nah, we’ll listen. She can sit with me.” Mobius moved down onto a back part of the rug and patted the spot next to him for the little girl.

Sylvie reluctantly did as she was told and sat down in his lap, crossing her arms.

“It’s not that bad.” He kissed her on the cheek. “We’re gonna read a fun story and then go home… I’ll cook some enchiladas tonight if you want. What do you think about that? Do enchiladas sound good?”

Sylvie’s shoulders fell almost immediately and her adamant frown began to fade. “Mh.. okay…” she said quietly.

Loki had Thor sit down with the other littles, not providing him with the same luxury of a comfy lap like Sylvie got. Instead, he stayed in the chair he had been sitting in to draw, and simply turned it around to listen and supervise, as if he were being a responsible adult like Mr. Steve and Mr. Wilson.

The Docent sat down in a reading chair and picked up a picture book, showing it off to the littles and underlining each word in the title as she slowly narrated it. “Once, Upon, A, Star”. And with that, Thor crawled off his corner seat of the mat, picked up another book, and handed it to her.

“Thor!” Loki hissed.

“Read this one!” Thor tried, trying again to give the book to the docent.

Loki got up off his seat in the hopes that he could drag the little one away. “Thor! No, c’mon, we’re reading the book she picked.”

“Please? Read this one, please?!”

Loki put a hand around his brother’s midsection and tried to pull him, which was, slightly more effective than yanking his arm. “We can read this one after, hm? I’ll read it to you,” he whispered, trying desperately to sound patient.

“But it's for Sylvie!” Thor whined.

Loki and the little girl met eyes for a moment in a brief, wordless, conversation.

“We can read it to Sylvie later, yeah? Let’s let her read this one for now.”

Reluctantly, Thor allowed himself to be pulled back, even though he kept the book close.

Loki sat down right next to Mobius in the back and trapped his little in his arms, holding him tight around the midsection and setting his chin on the boy’s shoulder.

Thor didn’t struggle much though. The most he attempted was to lean over towards Sylvie and ask her if she still wanted a better story.

It took her a few seconds to respond, with her thumb pressed in her mouth and all, but eventually she shook her head back.

“So what’d you kiddos think? Should we come back sometime?” Mobius asked.

Sylvie shuffled drowsily in front of him, holding onto her line loop. “Mhm…” she mumbled as he took it from her hand to be folded up with the rest of the rope.

“It’s almost your naptime, huh?”

“Yah…” she agreed quietly.

“What about you?”

“It was fun,” Thor agreed. “But I think it could be better if the dinosaurs move and chase you and you could fight them…” he suggested.

“Would you want to go back?” he asked again.

“Yeah, but only if you and Sylvie come, cuz you’re funny!”

As they helped clean up and helped the tots with some worksheets about the trip, the adults finally got another minute to speak with one another with the reassurance that they didn’t need to supervise much in the familiar classroom.

“What do you think about doing that again sometime but maybe just with us and the kiddos? Give us a little more time to talk about all our fun facts?” Mobius asked.

Loki looked up from helping one of the preschoolers write their name. Stepping away as quickly as he could to join Mobius a few feet back from the table. “Thats something you’d actually want to do? With me-- with us?” he corrected himself.

“Yeah, I really would,” he admitted. “Thor said it sounded like fun.”

“Next weekend then, maybe?”

“They said there would be a new exhibit in two weeks, so maybe we can do something then? Wait for some more variety to come in for the tots?”

Part of Loki wanted to suggest maybe leaving the littles at home or finding a sitter, they’d be so bored, anyway, but he stopped himself right as he took the breath to say more. But he shut his mouth, zipping it tight, and nodded silently. “That sounds great.”

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maximoffluvr · 3 years

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description : nat is little!readers cg but she has to go on a mission, so she asks thor to babysit as a (very) last resort.

A/N: part two?

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natasha sighed, running her fingers through her hair.

“look, fury. i can’t go right now. y/n has been so little at the moment and i can’t leave them-“

“natasha. we need you on this mission, there’s no chance you can stay.” fury cut her off.

she groaned, realising she was going to have to find someone trustworthy to babysit you. that would be hard, seeing as all of her friends were known for causing havoc.

“who’s staying? wanda?” she asked. the witch would be her first choice of babysitter, seeing as though she was knowingly good with kids.

“no. we need her, too. i’m sorry.” fury replied, seeming genuinely guilty.

natasha thought again. tony, maybe? before she could ask, fury spoke up.

“tony, steve and clint are going too. carol is out fighting already. banner and rhodey are already gone, as you know. there is one person who isn’t going.” his voice trailed off.

“…who?” natasha asked sceptically.

“thor.” he replied. before he even got the word out, she was sighing.

“and why is he not going?”

“we are going to retrieve loki, it would cause too much tension if his brother was there. plus, we kind of need loki and thor both back in one piece.” he explained. natasha shrugged, understanding.

“fine. i’ll go tell thor he’s on babysitting duty. sure he’ll love that one.” natasha remarked sarcastically as she was walking away.

a few hours later, it was almost time for natasha to leave.

she kissed your forehead as she sat you upright on the main couch, your favorite show on the tv and thor next to you.

“okay, my little dove. mommy has to go now, okay? thor’s gonna watch you whilst i’m gone. be good for him, yeah?”

you nodded and smiled at her.

“kay mommy. when are you back?” you tilted your head to the side, and natasha couldn’t help but smile back.

“i don’t know, baby. probably a few days. i’ve left you some food in the fridge, all you have to do is ask thor to heat it up when you’re hungry,” she turned to the god, “and try not to burn the compound down.”

he held his hands up defensively.

“come on, widow. leave the baby talk now.” tony popped his head around the door. she shot him an evil glare and mouthed “one minute.”

“nat. relax, i’ve totally got this.” thor grinned. “i’ve looked after kids thousands of times.” natasha raised her eyebrow. “okay, hundreds.” another eyebrow raise. “once.” another. “okay, never. but it’s fine, there’s a first time for everything.” the ginger face palmed and picked up her bags, saying goodbye one last time before walking out of the door with the rest of the team.

thor turned to you.

“okay, your mother has left me a list of rules….” he trailed off as he started reading them. “bedtime at eight? blasphemy!” he threw the paper on the floor. “we are going to have the best time ever, godling.”

you tilted your head at the nickname questioningly.

“oh, you know. puny little god.” he made small gestures with his hands and you giggled at him.

“what we gonna do when mommy gone?” you questioned, starting to realise that you were going to miss natasha more than you thought whilst she was gone.

“don’t you worry, we are going to have a splendid time.” he patted your head, not being accustomed to physical affection.

his hand was big, and it was bigger your head, and that made you laugh. you leaned your head on his shoulder and yawned. you had missed your nap earlier in favour of spending more time with natasha before she left. it was rare that she let you off without a nap; you normally got cranky due to being overtired. she warned thor about this, and he looked at you sympathetically. it was too late to nap now, but too early for bedtime, as if he put you down now, you’d wake up way too early. the best option was to try and keep you awake until at least seven, that was two more hours.

you focused on the bright colours on the tv, eyes closing slightly.

oh well, thor thought, you couldn’t get up that early, so he may as well just let you sleep now. within two minutes, you were snoring lightly. thor smiled and picked you up, carrying you to yours and natashas shared room and putting you on the bed surrounded by pillows, as instructed.

at around 6am the next morning, you sped through the house to thor’s room.

“wake up wake up wake up wake up!!” you shouted, jumping on his bed. he groaned, covering his eyes with his arm.

“go back to bed, godling. it’s too early.” he rolled over, and you wormed your way up to snuggle next to him.

“you’re warm.” you commented bluntly.

he rolled his eyes. “sleep.” he covered your eyes with the stuffie in your arms and you giggled.

twenty minutes later, you were pulling on his arm trying to drag him out of the covers.

“breakfast, breakfast!” you chanted, until he gave in and jumped out of bed, scooping you up in his arms.

“you, godling, are a little terror.” thor remarked playfully. you did your best mischievous face and waited patiently as he carried you downstairs and into the kitchen, sitting you on your chair and preparing your favorite chocolate cereal for you, and toast for him. placing both foods on the table, he sat next to you and handed you a spoon.

“what we doing today?” you asked, whilst messily eating your cereal.

“do you want to go to the park?” he asked, whilst eating his toast, equally as messily.

you nodded enthusiastically.

an hour later, you were walking to the park. he was holding your hand and you were skipping excitedly.

“will youuuu push me on swing?” you asked.

“of course!” he replied “whatever you want.” you smiled wide. having thor babysitting you was great, he even let you have candy after breakfast! as long as you promised not to tell natasha.

as you reached the park, you immediately ran to the swings, the god was close behind. you hopped on, swinging your legs in excitement. he pushed you hard. you gasped. your mommy never pushed you this high, she was always scared you would fall off. you laughed.

“higher!” he rolled his eyes whilst smiling.

“i can’t go any higher, godling. you’ll fly off!”

“zoom!” you replied to him, thinking that flying sounded like a very fun and not dangerous idea.

“maybe wanda could make you fly when she’s back, if you ask nicely. that would be much safer, i am sure of it.” he tried to think of the safest solution, which was hard, considering he wasn’t exactly the most safety conscious.

“kay!” you swung your legs again in excitement.

“careful, you’ll fall!” he laughed and slowed the swing down. “roundabout?”

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aew-kun-age-regression · 1 year

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Heyyy!! Can you do a caregiver thor moodboard please as I think that thor would be a fun and good caregiver! :D

Absolutely!! I loving the marvel requests from you recently!!! I agree he would be such a fun caregiver!!!

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lokidips · 5 months

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loki always has trouble waking up in the morning, so thor takes him for a walk every morning to help. the only trouble is getting a drowsy baby ready…

(do not sexual!se, my art is completely non-sexual and sfw, k!nk and nsfw accounts do not have my permission to reblog)

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kazzy-boo-baby · 6 months

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Alright, Brutasha won the last time.. let's see who's gonna be next!

#agere #mcu #age regression #marvel #sfw agere #agere caregiver #sfw #bucky barnes #loki laufeyson #thor odinson #tony stark #mobius #wanda maximoff #natasha romanoff #sam wilson #bruce banner

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golittlehamster · 2 years

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sometimes thor asks loki "who was a good boy all the time?" and after loki's joyful squeals they go to disneyland through bifrost

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squippy360 · 2 years

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Masterlist

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Is Daddy's little boy enjoying himself?

Sub!Steve x Dom!Male reader

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Thor Odinson

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buckys-little-belle · 2 years

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Mafia AU

Guide Book

Belle’s Mafia AU

This AU (alternate universe) is set in New York, following the four most prominent Mafia Families and their business. The series, for now, will be focused on the Barnes-Rogers Family, specifically Bucky and Steve, and their little Dove. In this AU Little’s are a common thing, everyone is sort of placed into three categories, Little, Caregiver (Cg) and Little/Caregiver. (Some characters do not have a label, this is because their label is insignificant to the plot, feel free to label them as whatever you want in your head.). Because I do not know extensively what New York living is like, nor do I know extensive history of the area, I am going off of what the internet says, if you think I have something wrong, it’s probably because I do, but this is a fictional world, the vibes will be different, so even though I try to keep things accurate, I cannot promise native New Yorkers will enjoy this series care free. This series is completely fictional, I am not romanticizing real Mafia life, I am simply making up a fake world and creating a storyline within it, please do not think that the real Mafia world is like this, as it definitely isn’t.

Odinson Family - (All of New York) The oldest and most respected Mafia family, the Family holding the rights over all other Mafia families in New York. Odin’s sons are known for fighting over the leadership of the Family, too stubborn to agree to Co-Lead, instead swapping leadership every so often. Though the Family has a small inner circle, it’s known for it’s many allies, the Odinson empire far larger than meets the eye.

Odin - Head of all New York Mafia Families, nothing happens without his approval, he is basically the ‘King’ over everyone.

Thor (Cg) - Odin’s son, and leader of the ‘Odinson’ Mafia Family.

Loki (Cg/Little) - Odin’s son, right hand man of the ‘Odinson’ Mafia Family

Frigga - Odin’s wife, the voice of reason to Odin’s ruling, the mother to all.

Valkyrie (Cg) - Trusted member of The Odinson Family

Carol (Cg) - Trusted member of the Odinson Family

Barnes-Rogers Family (Brooklyn/Queens) - Bucky and Steve have never done anything apart, so when each of them were given the opportunity to move rank and create a Mafia family, on their own, they chose to merge together, creating a strong empire together. The Barnes-Rogers family is known for it’s kindness to allies as well as the community, but it’s harshness to it’s enemies, second chances are hardly ever handed out.

Steve (Cg) - Co-Leader of the Barnes-Rogers Family

Bucky (Cg) - Co-Leader of the Barnes-Rogers Family

Sam (Cg) - Right hand man of the Barnes-Rogers Family

Peter (Little) - The newest recruit to the Barnes-Rogers Family

Ned (Cg) - The newest, and only, tech guy, and member, of the Barnes-Rogers Family

Romanov Family - (Manhattan) Run by the best Russian assassin, turned Mafia leader, her ruthlessness and ability to see through lies allowing her leadership to never be questioned and instead be praised. The Romanov family is known for loyalty and shady deals, the leader keeping family close, and enemies unknowing closer. Though the Romanov Family is newly established, it’s value is heavily recognized by the others around them.

Natasha (Cg) - Leader of the Romanov Family

Clint (Cg) - Right hand man to the Romanov Family

Kate (Little) - The newest recruit of the Romanov Family

Yelena (Cg) - Trusted member of the Romanov Family

Wanda (Cg/Little) - Trusted member of the Romanov Family

Stark-Potts Family - (Staten Island) Tony, Howard Starks son, was destined for political greatness, his fathers standing as Mayor on New York opened the door to corruption above the sewers for his son. In a act of, seemingly, rebellion, Tony ended up fallowing in his uncles footsteps, taking over his Mafia Family and beginning a name for himself on his own terms. Pepper’s family was always the right hand to Tony’s uncle, helping him run the business successfully, she took on that role and more when it came to Tony, him giving her a true standing, a label that properly represented what she did within the family.

Tony (Cg) - Co-Leader of the Stark-Potts Family

Pepper (Cg) - Co-Leader of the Stark-Potts Family

Happy (Cg) - Right Hand Man of the Stark-Potts Family

Bruce (Cg) - Trusted Member of the Stark-Potts Family

Vision (Cg) - Trusted Member of the Stark-Potts Family

Rumlow Family - (The Bronx) The newest, and least trusted, as well as least established, Mafia Family.

Brock Rumlow - Leader of the Rumlow Family

Y/n Rumlow (Little) - Sibling of the leader

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