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Get ready for some visitors. Chapter 19 of ‘Those Horrid, Horrid Things’ is up!
When Odin prophesizes Loki’s three monstrous children will bring an end to the Aesir, the trickster god decides the only way to keep them safe is to travel through time and space to where no one will find them.
But this new world is different, with its PTO’s and HOA’s and all other manner of strange sigils. Loki’s children have to make some big changes to remain undetected, and the Father of Monsters themself might be in a little over their head.
Because the gods are still out there searching, and they’ll stop at nothing to lock those horrid, horrid things away.
Chapter 19: The House Guests
There was a crack like lightning, like something ripping open, like something burning and sizzling.
“Ymir’s droopy, swinging tits!” Loki shouted.
Skadi came running. She had on her hockey jersey and a backpack she was trying to stuff one more sword into.
“What is going on?” she asked.
“Get the kids out through the front,” Loki said. “The Aesir are here.”
Her ice-blue eyes scanned the back door.
“For a battle?” she asked.
Loki looked briefly to the window. All they could make out were line after line of figures.
“They’re here for a show,” they said.
They grabbed their sandwich, the butter knife, and jar of peanut butter, and headed for the porch. The Aesir wanted a show. They’d give them a show.
I may have mentioned previously how excited and nervous I was to write what is essentially the Lokasenna redux. Loki gets to finally speak their mind to Odin and the Aesir, and some big truths are revealed in this chapter.
Also, I get to write my crazed, genderfluid dad/mom holding a butter knife to a cat while in their bathrobe and underwear and announcing they’ve captured a goddess, so that’s fun.
WIP:Those Horrid,Horrid Things
(Chapter directory and taglist below the cut):
Chapter 5: The Tupperware Party
Chapter 7: The Parent-Teacher Conference
Chapter 11: The Family Reunion
Chapter 12: The Endless Paperwork
Taglist (ask to be +/-): @authortango,@drippingmoon,@joaniejustwokeup,@thegreatobsesso,@thelaughingstag,@writing-is-a-martial-art
Odin and sleipnir
At first I was going to protest this getting flagged but upon further inspection I think I can see one of Sleipnir’s nipples.
listen, it’s not what it sounds like, I was also a horse at the time
https://fail-fandomanon.dreamwidth.org/545160.html?thread=3311458440#cmt3311458440
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By the time the war between the Aesir and Vanir had ended, Asgard’s walls had sustained significant damage. With the defences as they were, Asgard was vulnerable to attack by any of its enemies, most notably the Jotunn. It was at this time that a man arrived, seated atop a fine white stallion, who volunteered to rebuild the shattered walls. He boasted that his walls would be the strongest in all the world’s tree.
Such a claim would not be easy to accomplish, and the gods feared such a task would not be easy to afford either. On asking, they found the man's price was Freya’s hand in marriage, the sun, and the moon. It was an outrageous demand. Furthermore, Freya was one of the Vanir hostages, living with the Aesir as per the terms of the recent war’s treaty. Handing one of the hostages off to an unnamed stranger was not likely to promote good relations with the Vanir.
But Loki, skilled in avoiding payment (especially to the dwarves who had built Mjolnir), introduced a shrewd plan to the Aesir. They would limit the man to only three years, and the man would not be allowed any help. If the man did not finish the wall in those three years, as was surely impossible anyway, he would have failed to keep his end of the bargain, so the gods would not be required to pay. Even if the walls were not completely rebuilt, to have even a small portion rebuilt for free was ideal.
When presented with the terms of this agreement, the man agreed, on the condition that he be allowed the use of his horse, Svadilfari. The gods were initially confident that they would gain a wall for free, but in the months during which the wall was being built, it soon became apparent that they had been wrong to make such a deal. With the help of Svadilfari, the man was completing the walls at an alarming rate, and it was clear he would indeed be finished within the three year limit.
The gods were unwilling to part with Freya, the sun, and the moon, so they demanded that Loki find a solution for them to avoid payment. The plan had originally been Loki’s, even if the other gods had agreed to it, so Loki was the one blamed for the situation. If he did not find them a way out of the deal, the gods threatened, Loki would be tortured and killed under the brunt of their rage. Furthermore, the Aesir had an image to maintain, so whatever solution Loki employed, it had to be one that maintained the farce that the gods were treating the deal fairly.
Killing the mason or his horse, or worming out of the deal with words and loopholes would only make the gods appear dishonourable, so Loki was limited in what he could do. But Loki’s cunning had never met an obstacle it could not overcome. He took the form of a mare to draw the man’s horse away from the construction. On seeing the beautiful mare, the stallion Svadilfari immediately reared up, broke free from the cart to which he was attached, and ran off after the mare.
The mason searched for his horse all night, but to no avail. He eventually returned to the wall, attempting to complete the task himself. But without his horse, he could not complete the wall in time. The gods informed the mason that since he had not completed the task, he would not be paid. The man had been foiled by his own horse’s lust, so there was no way he could blame the gods for breaking the deal.
The gods attempted to dismiss the man without his pay, but the man was frustrated at his loss. He revealed himself to be a Jotunn in disguise, and began to smash up all he could in his rage. Surrounded by gods though, he was ultimately defeated by Thor’s hammer Mjolnir. Loki returned some time later, having produced a foal by the stallion Svadilfari. He named the foal Sleipnir, and presented it as a gift to Odin. The foal had eight legs, and grew to be the fastest and best horse in all the world’s tree. It was a very fine gift.
Loki had thus acquired the strongest of fortifications for Asgard for no pay at all, and he had produced for Odin the fastest horse in the realm. Although Loki had given the gods a scare when his original plan had seemed doomed to fail, he was never to be bested by troubles, and he always redeemed his mistakes to the benefit of Asgard.
I need to deep clean the house. My parents are coming to visit from out of state. But I also want to write. Yet I now have three different stories (not all Loki, thank you) in drafts, but none ready to post. So many things to do…pulled in all directions. Marvel/Loki meme dump instead? But I only have a few right now, anyway- *procrastination intensifies*
PARTAY!
@nooby-banana ? (couldn’t find original thread to reblog)
I imagine that the horse story for Loki by now is like that super dumb/cringe thing you did once in high school on a dare and no one will ever let you forget it.
And lastly, keep Chumbawamba tubthumping on everybody and enjoy your weekend!
Did you know Sleipnir (Odin’s best horse) had 8 legs ?
just felt like drawing my courier 6 from Fallout New Vegas. So here’s my feral child on a mission to kill Caesar and pet every animal in the wasteland. Plus a drawing of her not-so-trusty steed, Sarsaparilla, the feral ghoul Sleipner (Sleipner belong to @owligator and i love them)
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I hecking love the sleipnir designs by @owligator so, so much. I’ve wanted a horse since I gave my courier the backstory of having grown up on a homestead
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Sabrina Hardstark!! My courier and also her sleipnir Rosalina! sleipnirs belong to @owligator and i owe my life to them :’3
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