如果有人這樣跟我告白,我大概會跳上去摟住他的脖子。
 
 But I, being poor, have only my dreams; 
 I have spread my dreams under your feet; 
 Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.

 做為情書,這樣的話不是很浪漫嗎?
 
美國隊長2的劇情已經出來了......果然就是93說的,冬兵的故事。加上最近為了文章特別又做了 一點隊長的功課,突然覺得好難過Orz......
為什麼這麼好的人卻一直受到這麼多的苦難呢Q_Q..................
 
Title:No one can define.
Rating:PG-13
Relationship:Loki/Steve Rogers 無差
Fandom:The Avengers (2012)
Warning:各種瞎掰,一切就是妄想啊妄想。
Disclaimer:他們不屬於我。

Summary:

Steve決定掩護Loki讓他從Thor的眼皮下溜走。

他不知道自己這個出於情感衝動所作出的決定將會帶來什麼。可能是紐約又一次更嚴重的受創,可能是Loki之後真會兌現他的威脅把自己打昏了賣給Dr.Doom或者駭爪換取一些只有他能得到的幫助。又或者,有朝一日Steve將被壓在坍塌的大樓下面等著其他復仇者能有空閒來救他,而身為始作俑者的Loki會邪惡的繼續往他埋身的地方砸石塊。但是──Steve想──為什麼不可能是什麼都沒有?鑑於這些日子裡他們祕密而溫暖的和平共處,Steve覺得他真的可以再賭一把,就像多年前他決定去救出Bucky而不是等待援軍。

當然他也記得,結果並未令他後悔。


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其實寫盾基/基盾文比起寫Thorki和Forstiorn還要輕鬆。我想那是因為Cap本來就是一個令人如沐春風的對象。
 
* Off Record 更新了,太好了。依然是分量很長很足的一章,等到周末不那麼累的時候再來好好地讀。

* 到底要再少吃多少東西才能更瘦?每次想每次都覺得頭痛。一個星期裡面為讓自己吃超過一千cal的天數幾乎不會過三,零食飲料也幾乎都戒了.......

* 死線轉眼又到了,我的腦袋裡卻只有一個大綱。看見其他作者都開始爆字了我的word檔卻連標題沒有........(乾笑

* 原本想趕七夕出稿子,但現在看起來.......嗯.......有難度。

* RDJ這張合成真是要命,帥死我。


* 然後是Tom......你最近到底去哪了哈哈哈哈XD~那些可愛的隱居(?)宣言,清晨合唱團還有看日出甚麼的wwvu希望很快能看到新作品呢/////
 
 習慣先以最大惡意揣摩別人的話,這種社會本能其實很可悲。

 別讓我走到哪裡最後都落的狼狽退場好嗎?我已經自我檢討到沒有東西可以檢討了。

 認錯道歉然後離開確實是最輕鬆的方式,但不公平。
 
 謝謝K小姐的協助支援&我自己的孜孜不倦 ( 好意思
 先放一點基本算定稿的部份在這兒,之後繼續翻完以後再丟完整的部分上來
 besides,授權還沒要所以得低調點www
 
 原文AO3 link:
 http://archiveofourown.org/works/467590?show_comments=true#comments
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 “You chose well,” Odin said. “Now go.”
For a moment, Loki hesitated, then quickly embraced his father, surprising
them both. Just as quickly, he let go and straightened up, pulling his
scattered masks and composure back together.

 Calculating chaos by Like_a_Hurricane
 Part 3 of Tricks of the Trade

 儘管原譯在翻譯Of Lairs Gifts and Gifted Lairs時評論到了後續的地方原作寫地有些OOC,但追下來以後真的不覺得這有什麼不好。如果Odin表達的疼愛可以再明顯一點而Loki可以坦率一點,就像文章裡寫的那樣,對我們這些粉來說其實真的是很大的安慰。再說......也沒有真的到OOC啦我認為,雖然有點小言了但是人物沒怎麼走形,只能說這作者比起Hella真是親媽來著。
 我很喜歡這個系列,但上次在湯上看到一篇專門給frostiron的專文裡沒有提到這篇,不免覺得有點可惜。Unsure and Hundard雖說也沒有提到就是......好消息是翻翻原作的專欄果然會有收穫,U的作者開了長篇而且已經寫到Ch13了多美好,暫時都不擔心缺糧了。
 
 但我還是好想看Hella妳的後續啊妳何時回來呢~~~~~~
 
 
 複習了Thor(2011) 以後隨手寫寫。
 總覺得如果有人問哥哥為什麼總是追著弟弟跑,他可能會這樣回答。
 我預設提問的人是Tony,隊長跟博士想來不會去問 Thor這麼鬧心的問題,另兩只大概自己忙活就夠了。

 「我會想擁抱我的兄弟,不管他做了什麼或者變成什麼模樣;我會想將他緊緊的摟在懷裡哪怕他一點也不想要我的擁抱。至於我為什麼這麼做,並不需要任何特殊可見的理由抑或利益--吾友,我想要這麼做的原因僅僅是因為他值得。他是我的兄弟,永遠都是。」

 我是以極為單純的心情來寫它,並不包含太多CP的成份。有時候無私的無盡的愛,其媒介並不一定是愛情......至少我一直是這麼相信的。

 唉Loki快回家,別只忙著折騰你自己Orz。
 
 哼,被刺激了我也要寫寫這CP。最討厭心胸狹窄的人了。
 有些時候拆西皮我也不太能接受,但罵到人家湯上這很沒禮貌不是嗎?而且她受歡迎又礙道妳哪裡
 
 Something heavy started banging against the door. Tony really hoped it
wasn’t Jarvis’s head. Or Steve’s. Fury he could take or leave. Flexing his
frostbitten hands discretely, Tony glanced over as Loki’s skin began to
shift colour to the pale lines he remembered, even if they were streaked
in red. He’d heal soon enough.
“The things I endure to get you within my grasp,” Loki murmured to
himself, watching the blue as it was chased off his fingertips. “I had
thought often of killing you, Stark. Very creatively, at that. Then again, I
suppose you did warn me.”
“Warn you about what?” Tony asked tightly as Loki walked toward him,
strangely sure-footed on the frosty ground. Was this how it was going to
go, then? Kind of an anticlimactic end for him. He’d always thought
there’d be more explosions.
“That if I gave you a reason to doubt me, you would give no quarter.”
Loki stopped when he came face to face with Tony. His eyes were green
again, burning in his pale face. Bloody streaks ran down his cheeks like
tears. “I miscalculated. Underestimated you. That will never happen
again.”
The door started shuddering on its enormous hinges as Loki reached a
hand toward Tony’s throat. They weren’t going to make it in time.
“It never had to turn out like this,” Tony said, catching the hand before it
found his neck. His fingers threaded through Loki’s, ignoring the
stickiness of blood, the missing fingernails, the cracked skin. “Believe it
or not, you could have trusted me from the beginning.”
Loki was looking at their hands twined together with such a starved
bleakness in his eyes that for a moment Tony didn’t think he’d heard
what he’d said. But then he abruptly ripped his hand away, his eyes
blazing with wrath.
“Trust an Avenger?” he spat, jerking back. “Trust Iron Man? To what
end? You were a distraction, Stark, and you almost cost me everything.”
His voice turned cold. “I was better off on my own.”
It was funny how even then, with things turning out exactly like they had
that Tony still felt the dull punch of hurt at those words. All Tony had
done was try to help. That was all he’d ever done. But Loki couldn’t trust
him with the simplest truth – that he’d gotten in over his head. If Tony
had known about Amora’s ‘deal’ with Loki, if he’d had some kind of idea
that Thor might be attacked it could have all been so different.
But it was just all a distraction. A mistake.
“You’re right,” he said simply, watching Loki. “You didn’t need me. Why
would you have ever needed me? Look at you, you’ve got it all under
control.” His bark of laughter had no humour in it. “You don’t need
anyone but yourself.”
Loki took a long step back toward him, magic sparking at his fingertips
like he was preparing to strike Tony. But he was bleeding all over and
what wasn’t streaked with red was blistered and cracked, still
desperately trying to heal over the damage. Even his magic couldn’t do
two things at once, and the door was almost broken down.
In the end, revenge served cold seemed like the order of the day. Tony
held his breath and watched as Loki cursed and pulled back, the air
around his abused body gathering with light.
“Don’t think I am finished with you, Stark,” he said finally, the verdant
crackle of his magic reeking of ozone in the confined space. He was
already a breath away from teleportation. “When my business with
Amora is concluded, I will find you.”
Tony’s mouth twitched. “Honestly, I wouldn’t expect anything less.”
He watched the air around Loki tear to reveal a gaping dark wound and
wondered if he would ever see Loki again. All differences aside, he was
their only hope for Thor, even if his help was driven by grudges and
petty competition. Amora and Skurge could be formidable. They’d
proven that already.
“Good luck,” he blurted out, startling himself. Loki froze, half dissolving
as the teleportation took him. Tony made himself look him straight in the
eye before he vanished. “Don’t lose.”
Loki’s parting reply was swallowed by a screech of metal as the door
finally broke down. Then he was gone, vanished in a roar of dimensional
fire as he stepped out of existence. SHIELD agents and angry Avengers
poured into the cell but Tony barely noticed the shouting and alarms,
didn’t feel the hands running over the frostbitten palm-prints on his
skin. His entire thought process was alight with those two loaded words,
silently mouthed before he escaped the cell.
Trust me.
Asking the impossible again.
Figured.
Tony felt his hands jerked behind his back, then cold metal as handcuffs
were slapped on his wrists. Somewhere, Fury barked orders to his men.
Right, the springing a prisoner thing. Federal offences and all that.
Pepper was going to give him hell for this one. But Tony knew he’d made
the right call this time, and he’d even managed to keep his own personal
issues mostly out of it. If he had to be the guy that made the tough call
for the greater good, then so be it. He’d wear the punishment this time.
As long as Loki made good on his promise to get Thor’s soul back, Tony
would put up with just about anything.
In the meantime he just had to have faith in a brother’s broken bond, a
sorcerer’s magic and a liar’s promise.
Piece of cake.
Tony figured he could stand to gamble his hopes on a fool’s chanceJust this one time.

--------------------------------<Off record> by Hella 
The Avengers 2012,
Tony/Loki