mischiefandflyte:

iamthefirechild:

mischiefandflyte:

gadgeteerphilanthropist:

*shrugs helplessly*  I don’t know, he just asked to meet you.  But, uh, yes, differences have been worked out.  No one freak out, no one start getting jealous for no reason.  You’re both still your own special snowflakes, so just talk like—I’d say normal people, but that doesn’t really apply, so something approximating normal people.

*squeezes Tony’s shoulder, once, then steps toward Summer* Right now? Right now, I wish to know you. Perhaps, in time, you may come to care for me as you do him. *glances at Tony* You seem to have a proclivity for … broken creatures.

*closes her eyes and slumps into the couch* Okay. I just — one more thing, okay? I didn’t ask, last time, and so I’m going to ask now. Where is this supposed to go? *flails hands* We share Tony and stay out of each others’ way, we become a little family, we become a trio, Loki and I are friends and we each love Tony, Loki and I are friends and I step aside from Tony … what? I don’t … I can’t go through what happened before, okay, I can’t. I have to know, this time.

*glances at Tony again* I have no thought for this save that I have nowhere else to go. I do not wish to spend my days — avoiding you. *pauses, looking thoughtful* That person wished Tony to choose, yes? I do not wish so. Nor can I say yet *lying* how I — feel. Sentiment. I find it strange. *kneels before Summer, catching her hands* We will remain as we have been and — you and I will — cultivate what we may. *slowly kisses the inside of her wrist*

*flat gaze, hiding a shudder* Then the first thing you need to know is that you can’t lie to me. Trickster. I’ll know. So why don’t you start this off properly by explaining to Tony how you really feel. Why you want this to work so badly.