Midgard Blues (слэш)

When the monster inside threatens to take over Loki, who better to offer comfort than someone else looking to escape a monster of his own?
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He looks up at James, dizzy and hopeful and terrified.
James’s voice is a rustle of the World Ash leaves. “C’mere.”
Sweet merciful Norns, and the wise waters of Mimir’s well, and everyone who is in charge of anything in all the realms, Loki prays in the stretch of the second that he spends suspended between what he knows and what he wants, when you judge him, remember: he did everything he could.