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fic | thor (2011) | lying tongues

Jun 13, 2011 00:06

Title: Lying Tongues
Fandom: Thor (2011)
Characters: Sif/Loki, Thor.
Warning: Sex.
Summary: As Loki knows it, the art of lying is simple enough: never tell a lie too big to maintain, sprinkle in bits of the truth where needed, and don't ever lie to yourself.

Pre-film. 11,000~ words.

( lying tongues. )

!fanfic | complete, !fanfic: thor (2011), !fanfic

Comments 15

newredshoes June 13 2011, 04:50:45 UTC

Okay. Okay, this is going to be creepy, but I have been pining for good Loki/Sif, like, all week, and I was just about to turn off my computer and let the weekend be over, and THEN THIS CAME UP AND I WAS SAVED.

Ohmygosh, I kind of love it immensely. HIS CURLS. HIS CURLING HAIR. I SEE THAT AND I LOVE IT. And the dwarves! And the rainforest! And your Thor always cracks me up so damn much. He's such a golden retriever puppy. And what is Fandral without his jaunty facial hair?

P.S. I like it when Loki and Sif done sex. That part was awesome. <3333333333333333

bellebonnesage June 13 2011, 05:11:26 UTC

I am in awe, this is SO GOOD. I was so glum at the thought of having to wait til September to read more of your work ;-) THANK YOU so very much!!

I love your take on these characters. I can really see them. I love your reading of Loki's thoughts, how you've presented them. This is just amazing.

hariboo June 13 2011, 05:14:00 UTC

HI, I'M ARI, AND I'M A BALL OF EMOTIONS.

I love your world building so much! LOKI SLICKING BACK HIS CURLS. Asgardian hair products can't handle the heat of the jungle though!

The hunt! The banter and familiarity and annoyance at each other. You can tell these people have worked with each other often and that they're old friends, comrades. Loki annoyance at the hunt and Thor's attitude and the Warriors Three great. BUT OF COURSE I'M HERE FOR THE WONDERFUL DYNAMIC YOU BUILD BETWEEN LOKI AND SIF. I wondered a bit at the beginning if they were together or not, there were hints in how they were interacting with each other's space.

"You've worn your hair back," she said lowly.

"As have you," said Loki. "We should hurry, lest we be forgot."

I like how this how they flirt! And they were both late because (in my mind) all the sexy they were doing the night before and slept in. Like this line gave me feelings: Sleep rumpled her eyes. Loki turned a yawn into a muted sigh and flicked his gaze away.But then the cells and the tension and ( ... )

gabby_silang June 13 2011, 06:43:09 UTC

He had gone to her. The game had been his idea. The secret had been his idea. If no one else knew, then she could be his. That was his greatest lie, the one he'd spun for himself: the lie that Sif loved Loki. Like all lies, it was delicate, dependent upon so many things, and he'd known as he reached to touch her elbow, to draw her eye, that it could not last if acknowledged. And why had she agreed to silence? Why, but for what he already knew?

I WILL NEVER STOP CRYING ABOUT THIS.

YOU JERK.

OH GOD OH GOD EVERYTHING EVERYTHING WE ARE AESIR AND EVERYTHING AND HOGUN AND THOR AND THE JUDGE AND THE GIANT BEETLE AND IT WAS ALL LOKI'S IDEA IN THE FIRST PLACE LOLOLOL OH GOD AND THE SHADOWS AND HER RIBS AND MY HEART AND ALSO MY LOINS AND MY TEARS MY TEARS MY ENDLESS TEARS A RIVER OF TEARS FALLING OFF A WATERFALL OF TEARS CAREENING FOREVER INTO THE VOID OF SADNESS

viviolo June 13 2011, 06:51:57 UTC

Oh gosh, this was amazing.

Svartálfaheimr! I love how we catch some outside perspective on Asgard, with some hints about its rather imperialist outlook on the other nine worlds. YAY WORLD-BUILDING. <333

The interaction between Sif and Loki is perfection. Poking and jabbing and CONSTANTLY TESTING EACH OTHER, and they can't even bring themselves to hope that the other person feels the same way they do. Because Sif knows he plays games, and always lies lies lies. And Loki's inability to believe anyone would truly love him is just... omg Mem this passage:

He had gone to her. The game had been his idea. The secret had been his idea. If no one else knew, then she could be his. That was his greatest lie, the one he'd spun for himself: the lie that Sif loved Loki. Like all lies, it was delicate, dependent upon so many things, and he'd known as he reached to touch her elbow, to draw her eye, that it could not last if acknowledged. And why had she agreed to silence? Why, but for what he already knew?AKA the passage where viv broke down and ( ... )