A/N: I stayed up until 6:30 my time writing this part of the story and trying to make it perfect, so I hope you all like it. Thank you for all of your kind words on parts 1-3. You fuel me to write! As I make this post to queue now, a thunderstorm rumbles outside, so I think the god himself agrees that I worked hard on this. Again, this series is (loosely) based off the song Dreams by Fleetwood Mac. Your asks, likes, reblogs, and replies are always appreciated (although
if you could reblog to get it out there, i’d appreciate it the most)! Let me know what you think! ♥
Word Count: 2,435
Warnings: – language, maybe. – mild panic attack or anxiety attack like symptoms, but it’s not either of these things. just be aware if that’s triggering to you.
“How long do you expect to keep this up, brother?” a smooth, poisonous voice spoke to Thor in the darkness behind Odin’s heavily adorned throne. “Do you really expect father to keep her here? To allow her to be your queen when Valhalla finally calls him home? You know that she is not of Asgardian heritage…”
“Last time I checked, Loki,” Thor spoke, standing from the throne and turning to face his adopted brother. “Father had not one single problem keeping you here all of this time. And for what? To make all of Asgard miserable, to cause us pain.”
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