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[FILL] Gosh, I Love Heroes [6/?]
(Anonymous) 2015-06-18 11:14 pm (UTC)(link)(Not that Clint or Natasha had ever surprised him much in the first place, but he had to admit that Bucky was a bit of a trip, and obviously, the Matt-as-Daredevil thing had been an outright disaster in the beginning. It went without saying that
Captain AmericaSteve still sort of overwhelmed him.)Still, Foggy thought that he should probably retain some sort of panic as a survival instinct when encountering new superbeings. Especially when said superbeing was a god who’d been Hel-bent on taking over the Earth.
It was just so hard to take the damn horns seriously.
“I told my buddy this for his benefit, and I’ll tell you now, horns? Are so not scary,” Foggy groaned. “I mean, I know you’re crazy and powerful and can kill me with a thought, and that part is terrifying, but I can’t look at you without wanting to hang tinsel from those things.”
“Silence, Midgardian,” Loki hissed. “You overestimate the value of your trivial mortal opinions.”
“But you’re mortal, too, aren’t you?” Foggy asked, shaking his head to get some loose hair out of his eyes. As he was currently tied up in rope and suspended upside down over a vat of some sort of shimmering, silver liquid, this made his whole body swing slightly; he took a moment to thank whatever God or gods were out there that he wasn’t prone to motionsickness. “I mean, your people can die, right? The whole Ragnarok spiel? Or is the whole god-thing a human—sorry, Midgardian—idea transposed on you, and you’re actually just a super advanced race with crazy longevity? Like, how much of our myths are true?”
“I am not above cutting out your tongue and feeding it to a bilgesnipe,” Loki threatened. “You are bait; you need merely be alive to be effective, not capable of vocalization.”
Foggy huffed. “Well, I got sick of the mindless fear stage like three invasions ago, and all we’re doing now is waiting for your brother and my friends to show up. I mean, even you are pacing in boredom, unless that’s just a legitimate supervillain tic.”
“I am not a villain,” Loki snapped. “I am the main character of this story, and the rightful ruler of this planet!”
“Uh. I thought you were the rightful ruler of Jotunheim?” Foggy asked, flinching only slightly when Loki whirled around to glare at him. “Come on, all I know are our Norse myths! I was serious about wanting to know what we got right and what we fucked up.”
“I can assure you that your lore understands laughably little of our history,” Loki sneered.
Foggy mused on this for a moment. “So… the Svaðilfari thing?”
It was possible he’d taken a class or three on Norse myths.
Loki stared at him with a blank look on his face (which, really, was a drastic improvement over a condescending or homicidal one) before whirling around indignantly. “Your would-be heroes approach,” he announced before storming off in a dramatic billow of robes to suit up for combat with his brother (again).
Because Foggy didn’t always know when to shut up, he couldn’t resist calling out, “Hey, not judging here! Your kinks are safe with—ow!”
Whatever Loki had thrown at his head dropped into the liquid below, sizzled, smoked, and disappeared.
Foggy looked down and sighed, wondering if this was how Clint felt on a regular basis. “Okay. This looks bad.”
**
When Thor lowered him safely down ten minutes later, Foggy rubbed his rope-burned wrists with a grimace. “So… is Sleipnir real?”
“Aye,” Thor confirmed, beaming proudly. “He is the mighty steed of the Allfather, Odin, a magnificent champion across the nine realms.”
“Huh.” Foggy rubbed his neck and stretched out his sore arms. “Do you ever, I don’t know, have uncle/nephew bonding time?”
Smile slipping, Thor gave him a confused look. “I know not what you mean, I’m afraid.”
“What, the Svaðilfari thing isn’t true, then?” Foggy asked, frowning. “I wonder why Loki didn’t just say so.”
“My brother held conversation with you?” Thor demanded. “Regarding Sleipnir? Did he let slip any foul intentions toward my father’s realm?”
Valiantly resisting making a joke about foal intentions, Foggy shrugged. “Nah, he mostly paced around a lot while waiting for you and threatened to dismember me and feed me to a bull... bile...”
“A bilgesnipe?” Thor offered, expression falling. He sat down wearily on the nearest large chunk of rubble. “Aye, that sounds like him. I regret now that once upon a time I’d made that very threat of him quite often. None ever pleased me as much as my dear brother, but none ever vexed me as thoroughly, either. To this day, I know not why it offended him so much more than hanging him upside down to drip venom into his eyes.”
That option hitting too close to home, Foggy winced and shuddered violently. “Oh my god. Please don’t ever use that threat around Daredevil.”
“I would not,” Thor agreed, smiling tiredly.
Foggy looked around to see what everyone else was up to and found that it was mostly just clean-up time. Knowing from Clint that Thor was generally discouraged from participating in this stage of post-battle routine (something about causing more damage than clearing it), he decided his suit was already ruined anyway and sat down in the dust. “Okay. Well. I don’t have any older siblings, but I do have older cousins who grew up close to us like siblings, so can I offer some insight?”
Thor peered at him before nodding. “But of course, son of Nel!”
“My parents are actually named—you know what, it doesn’t matter.” Shaking his head, Foggy placed his elbows on his thighs and leaned forward. “So, Loki’s a smart guy, right? Silver-tongued sorcerer, good with words, not so much with the big warrior image you guys like so much?”
“Aye,” Thor nodded. “He is a fine fighter as well, but favoured the arcane under our mother’s tutelage. His agile method of combat take after her sharp, quick style as well.”
“Right, okay, that’s cool. Well, not ‘cool’ when that method of combat is used against my planet, but, whatever.” Foggy wrinkled his nose. “Anyway, point: he’s a Chatty Cathy. He was probably an angsting teen who felt like he never fit in—too small, too smart for his own good, on the defensive. Whether he needed to be or not,” he added quickly as Thor frowned, clearly hurting at the idea of his brother feeling so unwanted. “That’s probably how he perceived it, that’s all I’m saying.
“So. Threatening to cut out his tongue? Keep him from speaking, defending himself, in a world where words were his best weapon?” He flashed Thor a quick grin. “As someone with older same-generation cousins who were rough and buff while I was an awkward, squishy nerd, and whose job is to speak to defend people? Yeah, I can definitely see why he’d take that one personally.”
Thinking on it seriously, Thor gave a grave nod. “Aye, I understand what you are saying. This is... troubling, but helpful to know. Perhaps beginning to realise the gravity to which I have allowed my younger brother to be hurt, or unwittingly contributed to such hurt, would allow me to begin to make amends.”
Yeeeahhhh, I might practice restraint in getting your hopes up there, Foggy did not say. Your brother is a lunatic and all the lore says he never stops being one, he also did not say.
“Good luck with that,” he did say. “Let me know if there’s anything I can do to help, all right? Pretty sure Stark knows how to get a hold of me, and basically anyone in the vicinity of any sort of telecommunication system.” Because he was a creeper.
He didn’t say that one, either. After all, his best friend was the human polygraph.
“I shall take your offer as it is given!” God, was Thor ever not enthusiastically agreeable? “And indeed, shieldbrother Stark is a master of his craft!” Craft… was one way of calling Stark’s creepily invasive ability and willingness to hack anything on the planet. “Might I be so bold as to request the honour of including your contact information within my list of comrades?”
Waitasecond.
“You… you want to add me to your buddy list?” Foggy asked, just to be clear, because this was a god and how was this really his life? “Uh—okay, buddy. Yeah, sure, all right? It’s not like my Catholic best friend doesn’t already know about and occasionally risk life and limb with a Norse deity, so hey, why the hell not?”
“Grand!” Extracting something from somewhere in his armour, Thor beamed at him with a blinding flash of godly teeth; Foggy actually shielded his eyes before accepting whatever it was.
A Starkphone. An alien god had a freaking Starkphone. This model wasn’t even out yet, either.
“If I weren’t concerned with whatever spyware Stark probably puts on this, I’d be crazy jealous right now,” Foggy sighed, opening up the contact list to include himself. He texted his own phone a message to add Thor back (which he was not going to cry into Matt’s shoulder about later, because he was a grown-ass man and not at all overwhelmed by superheroes and gods, nope).
Okay. Okay, maybe just a little overwhelmed. Just a teeny, tiny, tad bit. But he’d just been kidnapped, all right? Give him a break.
**
Two days later, the first text message arrived.
/ SON OF NEL, I WOULD SEEK YOUR COUNSEL REGARDING MY BROTHER. /
/ call me foggy, pls. why are you writing in call caps? /
/ FRIEND STARK ASSURED ME THAT IT WOULD BE AN APPROPRIATE REFLECTION OF MY CHARACTER AND ARRANGED MY DEVICE TO DO SO AUTOMATICALLY. IS IT OFFENSIVE? /
/ huh. ok. well hes not wrong. what can i do for you? /
From then on, Foggy was assured a strange text conversation with Thor at least once a week when he was on Earth. They tried the talking on the phone thing once, but it turned out that exuberant gods of thunder and booming voices did not mesh well with electronic devices.
**
Two months later, Foggy got a text from an unknown number.
/ Why in the nine realms would you introduce Thor to fanfiction, foolish mortal? /
Ah.
/ clints fault /
/ he emailed me some stevetony while i was having pizza with your brother and i choked /
/ why /
/ and why/how are you texting me /
/ Thanks to you, my *brother* has discovered ‘Thunderfrost’ and I am now scarred for the rest of my extremely long life. /
/ omg. ok. i still dislike you for kidnapping me but im actually sorry for that. /
/ As you should be. I will have my revenge. /
**
Two days later, Foggy opened his inbox to find an e-mail from rulerofasgard@gmail.com with an attachment. Of course, he was smart enough not to download an unknown attachment from a
mostlyunknown sender.(And if anybody ever accused him of sneaking a peak at the preview, he would deny it to his dying day, because explicit Daredevil fanfiction involving him was NOT something Matt was going to find out about. Ever.)
**
While Foggy still mostly talked with Thor, he was no longer surprised by the periodic text or e-mail from Loki, either. The frost giant only kidnapped him one more time, but he was more polite about knocking him out this time, and he even put cushioning in the handcuffs. Thor showed up, they did their usual homicidal brotherly rivalry song and dance, and then everyone went home more or less happy.
(Foggy was a little less happy about Loki fucking crawling through his television set that night, but he only stuck around long enough to make sure that the handcuffs hadn’t done too much damage before handing him the latest chapter of a Marci/Karen fic he was working on and crawling back out again.)
((Also, Loki officially won Foggy’s unofficial “Who is the creepiest among Foggy’s superhuman contacts” contest.))
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* Crawling through television sets (http://40.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m9mm4lihDj1rrvoero1_500.jpg) and writing slash fanfiction (http://36.media.tumblr.com/d1d41d2b8d4bf030a6c93b61fbf042e9/tumblr_n0j3ykkgtM1r95nllo1_500.png) are actually things that comic Loki does. I couldn't make this shit up.
This is actually the last installment I have planned immediately, because I'm running out of people I feel fairly confident I can write. :P If OP or anyone else is still following this story and has anyone they're dying to see Foggy buddy up with, let me know!
Re: [FILL] Gosh, I Love Heroes [6/?]
(Anonymous) 2015-06-19 01:15 am (UTC)(link)Author!"anon"
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(Anonymous) 2015-07-21 09:49 am (UTC)(link)I CONTINUE TO LOVE THIS!!!
Foggy's comments about the horns made me giggle and the fact he's just sort of like 'yes this is my life now' and rambling about Norse mythology instead of being scared. I love it.
I also adore that Foggy's first instinct upon having been saved from being held hostage above a vat of acid by a supervillian is to think 'I wonder if I can make this better between him and his brother'.
I also love the way you write Thor. He's so enthusiastic hehe. I love it. And Foggy's brief moment of 'holy shit my life is actually this weird okay let's just roll with it why not'.
(which he was not going to cry into Matt’s shoulder about later, because he was a grown-ass man and not at all overwhelmed by superheroes and gods, nope)
I love everything about this line. Everything.
Thor writing in caps is perfect.
I also laughed at Loki's other kidnapping of Foggy. Things that are not polite being done polity are my favourite.
LOKI ACTUALLY WRITES FANFICTION OH MY GOD. And yes, yes he would be the creepiest.
I don't know if you feel comfortable writing Steve but after Foggy adopting Bucky I'd love to see Steve hanging out there more? I also love the way you've written Matt and Foggy's friendship in this, I'd love to see them hang more in a world where Foggy knows all the Avengers as well. It might be funny to see Matt trying to keep up with who Foggy's adopted this week :P (I also kinda like Bruce, though I only know him form the Avengers film (never bothered with the Hulk movie lol)).
Please don't feel pressured to write any more than you want to though! I know about people begging for characters/situations I'm not confident writing so don't push yourself, you're awesome and this fic is awesome too!
Re: [FILL] Gosh, I Love Heroes [6/?]
(Anonymous) 2015-07-22 09:01 am (UTC)(link)Re: [FILL] Gosh, I Love Heroes [6/?]
(Anonymous) 2015-07-22 05:22 pm (UTC)(link)Yeah, Foggy is kind of hard to scare at this point, at least when it comes to supers. He's probably more scared of a regular human nut with a gun on the streets than he is any superhero or supervillain. XD
Hehehehe. Yeah, the Thor that I write is definitely pulled more from fandom and MCU than the comics, so he's generally very enthusiastic. XD
One of the things I most love about Loki is that he's so prone to whims. He's not generally straight up 100% evil; he's more chaotic, a self-serving true neutral, so there's so much flexibility in how he might interact with other characters. :D I mean, all this power he has, and even in the older comics he pulls shit like turning cars into ice-cream instead of just levelling a city block?! Or writing pigeons out of town? WHAT EVEN, LOKI?!
I LOVE Steve, omg. He is my favourite everything ever. :D And he's definitely going to make a reappearance in the next couple of chapters - I just figure he'll be a bit preoccupied for a while with fussing over Bucky and dealing with Avenging, haha. XD I like MCU/Ruffalo Bruce, although I really don't care much for other instances of him. Hulk's never been near the top of my favourites list. xD But STEVE, oh man, YES!
:D Thanks for still reading this, despite how SLOW I am! <3
Re: [FILL] Gosh, I Love Heroes [6/?]
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