#I thought about Loki's mouth for 12 hours

[superficialdomina]

@acidcasualties fucking hell 🔥🔥

[lokis-coconut28]

A Green & Gold Sundae

A/N : Hello! Thank you so much for your patience on this one! Life got wild. Thinking about a Part 2?

I appreciate the love and support you all gave on Sports Bra! I hope you enjoy this one as well :)

Warnings: Food play, Smutttt, 18+ ONLY Minors DNI

Summary: (Y/N x Loki) Insomnia leads to late night dessert with the God of Mischief. WC 2.3k

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Toss, turn, repeat. Insomnia washed over you like a tidal wave dragging your mind into the sleepless abyss. You focused on the alarm clock atop the desk inquisitively - 12:18am, Sunday morning. With a discontented sigh you emerged out of bed in hopes of quelling your restless night. 

Meandering into the kitchen, you glanced over at the common room. Loki was nestled comfortably in the corner chaise, studying a leather bound tome reservedly in the soft light. Thor clad with headset shouted an incoherent threat at the television to a “NoobMaster69”. You quietly opened the refrigerator, scanning the shelves for a midnight snack, unaware of the eyes that were lingering on your form.

You heard commotion, rolling your eyes as you witnessed Thor throwing his headset on the ground. He tromped your direction, countenance mellowing as he spotted you rummaging in the ice box. 

“Y/N!” Thor beamed. “You cannot sleep? Up for playing a game with me?” 

You shook your head, declining, while grabbing a can of whipped cream from the door. You took the cap off and sprayed it directly into your mouth. 

“Nohhh fank youh.” You slurred, mouth full of froth. 

Thor chortled and snagged the can from you, dispersing a mighty tower of cream into his mouth. You jovially bantered, laughing whilst requesting, “Another!” 

“Of course!” 

You leant back, Thor squirting more cream into your mouth. Loki's eyes widened, subcontiously clenching the book in his lap. His focus sharpened in surveillance of his brother in such close proximity to you. He felt- no he couldn’t. He certainly did not feel jealous. 

“Loki? Want some?” You jocundly inquired from across the space, fracturing Loki from his envious thoughts. 

“Only idiots and fools play these witless games, mortal.” Loki venomously spat at you. He slammed his book shut, abandoning it on the chair, strutting with haste out of range down the hall. 

The joy you had exuded moments prior shriveled inside your heart like a dying flower. Loki had never spoken to you so harshly. 

Thor noticed your discomfort at Loki's insult. He leaned down and whispered, “He is adopted,” into your ear. You stifled a half-chuckle and smacked his large bicep. 

“Be nice!” You scolded lightheartedly, beginning to head toward your own room. 

There was a soft knock on your door, barely audible. You glimpsed at the clock and grumbled. 3:30am. Tony. Stark was notorious for recruiting you to work in the early hours. While you were grateful to be part of this team, briefing documents were the last thing you felt like reading in your insomniatic state. 

Moseying over to the sound, you swung the door open in exasperation, bracing yourself for Tony’s middle of the night assignment. You froze ice cold when you saw Loki before you instead.

“What brings you to my room, Laufeyson?” 

Loki winced internally at the tone of your words. You never called him that. 

“An apology. May I come in?” He said with an air of sincerity that riddled you with regret. 

Silently stepping aside, you observed Loki as he cautiously entered your room. His hands dwelled behind his back, arms tight to his sides. He loomed with the utmost formal, stiff posture. Your interest was piqued at his bravery not only to come to your room, but to also offer an apology. Core tightening at the sudden realization you were alone with Loki in the middle of the night, you listened to him intently as he began to speak. 

“Y/N… I owe you an apology for what I said tonight. How I spoke to you - it was harsh…” he shifted uncomfortably on his heels. “It’s just- it is not proper for royalty where I come from to do - well… fun things… Midgardian things.” Loki confessed in the tenebrosity of your bedroom. “And with Thor there… Well… He would tell The Warriors Three. I would never hear the end of it Y/N. Gossip spreads like wildfire in Asgard...” 

You could tell Loki was being vulnerable, something that did not come first nature to him. 

“...I find it difficult to let go of those customs. I am trying... So - if you would still have it… If the offer still stands…” he continued, revealing the can of whipped cream from behind his back with pleading eyes. 

You raised your eyebrows at him with a playful grin. “Really?” 

Apprehensively, he bowed his head in permission, handing over the canister. 

“Come here.” You giggled, seizing the can. You crawled onto your bed, scooching to one side. You tapped the mattress beside you twice, beckoning the God of Mischief to come join you. 

Following your lead, Loki tried to ignore the flutters in his stomach. Sitting next to you, he was painfully poised. Yet even in the late of night, he looked as collected and composed as he ever did, stature dripping with elegance. 

“Lean against my leg.” You hushedly instructed. 

Loki shimmied down low on the bed, resting his head carefully against your slightly bent knee. He looked straight up at you, seeking guidance. Allowing someone to have control of himself was new. Steadily, he rested his body perpendicular to yours. 

“Tilt your head back.”

You cradled his scalp and gently tugged his hair, encouraging access to his mouth. All traces of awkwardness melted away as he arched slowly into your palm. You admired Loki’s Adam’s apple as he swallowed, the new angle exposing his alabastrine flesh. Your eyes lingered, watching the heartbeat quicken in his strong neck, deep veins coursing like a sapphire river. You shifted your left leg slightly, arousal starting to stir from forbidden thoughts of your colleague.  

“Good.” You praised, loosening the grip on his obsidian curls. A small smirk formed on your lips. “Open up, please.” 

His breath hitched as he willed the tension in his jaw to release, slightly parting his mouth. He wet his lips with his tongue, allowing access for your dessert. Gently, you pressed the nozzle downward, forcing sweet cream to squirt from the star-shaped tip. Loki flinched, startled from the sound of the pressure that was built up in the can. You smiled reassuringly, sliding your hand down to support the nape of his neck. 

“It’s okay. Relax your body. It’s good right?” You soothed.

“Mmm-mmhmm. Another,” he hissed, mimicking your words to Thor earlier. A familiar burning swept over your stomach at his new inflection, laced with lust and possession.

Loki’s hands fidgeted near his groin, attempting to hide his arousal as you pressed down again. He allowed his eyes to fall shut, appreciating the feeling of you. The way you were cradling him felt so intimate. Your delicate hand holding him sent him to a state of tranquility he hadn’t felt in eternities… 

You made a large swirl in his mouth. Not nearly enough to make him choke, but certainly more than filling it. Loki’s eyes snapped open and glared at you in artificial anger. 

“I’m sorry… I had to do it.” You feigned your most innocent and apologetic look. 

Loki deftly dipped his pointer finger through the peak of cream in his mouth before consuming the rest. He tilted his head toward you, observing your expression. You were at ease with him. Peaceful and serene… Not afraid. 

Loki raised his finger to your mouth. He hoped this was not too forward of him, he hoped not to scare you away. 

Loki’s outstretched arm revealed the erection straining against his pants. His dormant hand began clenching his thigh as you bewitchingly leaned forward and sucked his finger clean of the foam, eyeing his visible arousal. Setting the can down and mindlessly draping your free hand on his abdomen, you felt his diaphragm rise and fall under your fingertips. A blush crept across your face at his hungry eyes taking you in. 

“Satisfied?” You questioned.  

Loki leaned in close to you, gently sitting up in one fluid movement. 

“It was quite good… However…” He tenderly rested his palm on your cheek, demanding eye contact.  “I crave something sweeter.” 

Loki ran seductive circles on your cheekbone, exalting the features of your profile, hesitating only for a moment's time. Forthwith, he captured your lips in a sultry embrace, comfortably fitting them between his own. You hummed in approval as you allowed him access to glide against your tongue. You both gave in to a sacred dance, tongues entwining in a passionate display of affection. Tasting each other, a heated frenzy between yourselves was created. 

Loki pulled away searchingly. He studied your face for any trace of protest. 

Coyly you lifted your lashes up at him, admiring the beauty in his irises. Being this close to him was enchanting. 

“Yes?” You chuckled. 

“I just - I want to be sure that was okay. I do not want to betray your trust, Y/N.” He whispered bashfully.

You pressed an affirming kiss on his lips, running your hand down his side. You spoke as you began to swap spots. 

“Lay on your back, Prince.”

Loki leaned backward as you knelt between his spread thighs. Slight panic was evident on his face as your new positions did not allow for him to hide the bulge in his trousers. 

And Gods. You were kneeling. His swollen cock throbbed at just the sight. 

“Spray it for me now… Your Highness. Spray where you want me to taste.” You mewled sweetly, looking for approval as you slid his sweater up. 

You drew a line with your finger on his exposed skin, bobbing your head once encouraging him to follow. Loki understood the instruction and sprayed a lawless line from his belly button to his sternum. 

You hovered over his sculpted belly, stalking the cream line. You slid your tongue over the messy map he had drawn for you, licking it from the top of his navel up to his chest. You planted a kiss on his jawline. Out of your peripherals there was a flash of green resulting in the disappearance of Loki’s pullover. 

“No cheating!” You playfully tugged his head back, massaging his scalp while he sprayed another line up his collarbone. You followed with a trail of kisses and sucks against his throat. He eased his eyes closed once more, letting his mouth drop open at your heated, sticky laps against the nerves in his neck.

“So- Sorry.. Y/N. No more cheating-”. You cut him off with a suction that was sure to leave a mark.

Cautiously, Loki drew a line down his happy trail. You locked eyes, licking the line up to his belly button whilst simultaneously pulling his bottoms down. He moaned in bliss as you placed a small peck above his pubic hair, continuing to tug the trousers down at a sinfully slow pace. His penis sprung free, dripping with pre-cum. You watched him pulsate as he gracefully drizzled a crown of whipped cream on his tip. His pupils dilated, dark in anticipation. 

You thumbed Loki’s hip bone, drawing an invisible heart shape on his sensitive skin. His stomach flexed involuntarily at the contact. The corners of his mouth curved upward, noting the shape you had chosen. 

“Command me, Loki.” You instructed him, sensually. “What do you want, Prince?” 

“Suck, Pet.” He demanded, firm, yet lovingly. Obediently you leaned down and sucked the mix of whip and precum from his cock. Pleasure surged from his base to his tip as your cheeks hollowed. 

“Another?” You sexily teased.

Loki let out a grunt of ecstasy and relief. He had been jealous of that word only hours ago, but now, how you said it to him, it was utterly intoxicating. 

Tasting his silky knob, your saliva ran down Loki’s length. You pumped your hand, gliding up and down with a rhythm so divine not even magic could mimic the sensation. Loki looked down at you, working sweetly between his legs. You were absolutely delicious. His cock trembled, threatening release as your mouth and grip repetitively jerked his most private anatomy. 

One hand stroking in pattern on his shaft, you allowed the other to gently fondle his testicles. He jolted forward into your mouth, relishing at the contact,  feverishly humping upward.

“Y/N…” Loki panted. You tugged his scrotum, massaging each nut gently. Your eyes flicked up to the Prince’s hand clasping your duvet. You could tell he was dangerously close to the edge. Watching his chest rise and fall at a rapid pace, you hummed at the taste of his precum, taking him further to hit the back of your throat. 

“Gods - Y/N…” he mewled . “Fuck! I’m - I’m going to cum Y/N…” 

You winked at him as you rolled your tongue sweetly over the hole that was begging for relief. Relentlessly, you pumped and sucked Loki off, taking delight in his sugary taste. His body began to quiver, commencing his inevitable orgasm. 

Loki’s hips lifted off the mattress, eyes squeezing shut tightly as his body bucked and vibrated. The intensity of pleasure washing over him as he expelled his seed into your mouth caused him to exhale a libertine moan. You supported his raised back with your hand, rubbing in encouragement as he let go, messily suctioning along with every shake and spurt of release. Tears of euphoria pooled in his eyes as he allowed you every last drop of his ejaculate. Once you were sure his release was complete, you swallowed Loki’s load. Sliding up next to him on the bed, you gently curled to his side, listening to his respiration. 

“How does Midgardian dessert compare to Asgard’s?” You perked your eyebrow at him. 

“Well, I have only had one Midgardian dessert.” He breathlessly purred against your ear. “And I think it may have caused me to develop a sweet-tooth.”

A long morning of dessert education was paved before you both, with Loki accepting your offer of a cherry on top, next.  This was your favorite Sundae.

Thinking about a part 2 to this...

[lokisprettygirl]

Under his influence (Post Avengers! Loki x female reader)

Read chapter 12 here // Series Masterlist

Chapter 13

Summary : An indecent phone conversation with Loki makes you late for your meeting with Strange.

Warning: 18+, slight dirty talk, mention of sex, mention of psychological torture, angst, insecurities, self deprecating behaviour,

"God I'd never get enough of you" she whispered as her lips lingered over his mouth for a moment before she kissed him passionately.

"I'd never want that either sweetheart " he looked down at her, he can try all the positions in the world with her but this right here was his favorite of all, her body underneath him and her eyes staring back at him with such love and adoration.

"Loo" she mumbled softly so he snapped out of his thoughts and leaned down to kiss her before he hummed "I'm scared"

"I know princess, so am I, but I have to do this, I can not lose you, I can't take such a risk" she nodded but he could still see the saddened look on her face.

"What if something happens and we aren't at the right place at the right time? What would happen to us then?" Her eyes welled up so he cupped her cheeks and kissed her before he smiled.

"My love, no matter where in the world we are, eventually we will cross each other's path in one way or another and we will do so when our timing is aligned perfectly, a moment so absolute where we would be eager and desperate to fall so deeply in love with each other..just like this, you were made for me darling and I'll find you anywhere, anytime..i promise "

He woke up with head pounding and heart beating so fast, after the training session with the Captain he had fallen asleep, more than the training itself it was the conversation they both had that had tired him out. He couldn't stop asking him about some man named Bucky and how he knew that this Bucky was alive because apparently that's what his doppleganger has said to him to distract him in the fight after the battle of New York.

He was still under the false assumption that Loki was the one to morph into him even though he had clarified it a million times, he probably shouldn't have done the same to make fun of him when he was handcuffed after they had defeated him, that's probably why Rogers was adamant on this theory.

And Now this strange dream he just had was worrying him. He have had plenty of dreams about you in the past but this one felt different, he knew he saw you but you seemed a little different, just a bit aged than you do now, not much though. It didn't even feel like he was in this dream, he felt as if he was watching two people he didn't even know. However he did recognise the shared love between them, their emotions mirrored how you two felt about each other.

Perhaps he was overthinking, he knew Thanos was looking to assemble all the infinity stones and since the day when he had escaped with the tesseract things have been different. He wondered what would have happened if Stark hadn't dropped the briefcase holding the tesseract that fine day, Thor was taking him back to Asgard, the course of his life would have been entirely different if it wasn't for him picking up the cube. He felt overwhelmed and only one person could have made him feel better so he sat up and picked up the telephone to ring you.

He dialed your number and it didn't even ring twice before you picked it up

"Hey handsome" you giggled and the sound of your voice made him smile,

"Princess, i want to apologise if I am being a nuisance while you are on the job"

"No no ..not at all, I got off early, have to see the guy remember?" Oh yes. The healer.

"How could I ever forget?"

"I'm almost ready lo, will leave in a few"

"Oh apologies darling, I wouldn't want you to be late for the meeting "

You sat down on the bed as he said that.

"Maybe I want to be late, I'm not going to see you for hours, let me just talk to you baby" he smiled at the comment.

"Okay we can talk my sweetheart, what are you wearing?" you gasped as he said that and it took him a second to realize how his words were being interpreted.

"God you're a naughty boy..it's barely two in the afternoon" you mumbled and he was grateful you weren't there to see the effect you had on him. He was a god, where was the will power and self resistance? How come you were able to break him so easily?

"No no I just mean in general, I just wanted to have an image of you in my head, that is all" he mumbled nervously

"Mmmm I'll tell you if you tell me what you are wearing"

"Well I …uhhh .." he just had a satin sheet to cover his modesty, when alone he enjoyed sleeping naked. Clothes always made him feel hot and not in a good way.

"Oh my god you're naked aren't you? " he squeezed his eyes as you said that "Oh that's a lovely image.. I can picture it you know, your tall athletic naked body on the bed, aren't you the perfect sight for my sore eyes?" Why were you doing this to him?

"Now who's the naughty one here?"

"You look so pretty lo, kinda want to be there and see you like that" his eyes filled with lust as you said that. Now he was wishing you were there to watch him while he gets himself off for you.

"Shhhhh before this escalates further"

"You don't want this to escalate, pretty baby?" He took a deep breath as you said that.

"Darling please"

"Please continue or please stop?"

"Norns..both ..I want both"

"Mmmhm I wonder what you'd do to me if you were here" your voice turned sultry as you spoke.

"You really wish for me to tell you?" He asked you so you smiled.

"Mmmhmmm please loki.. please tell me" he chuckled at the response. If you wanted to play he'd play with you.

"You sound so sweet right now princess, are you always like this when you're being dominated?" Your face flushed to the max as he said that, you could feel your ears getting hot at the sudden change in his tone. He really was a god.

"Ummm dominated?" You gulped

"Uhuhh have you never been controlled? Never been told what to do in bed? Never been subjugated or ruled over by a man much more powerful than you?" He asked you, you could sense the mischief reeking but at the same time his voice remained deep and husky, it melted in your ears and it made you feel as if he was hypnotizing you. Maybe he was hypnotizing you.

"Lokiiiii stahhhhp" you whispered buy your voice came out all whiny.

"You want me to stop now, little one?"

"Noooo..not really" you said meekly

"Figured, how do you feel knowing that i often touch myself thinking about you"

Your breath hitched and you needed a moment to answer,

"Uhhh I feel desired and sexy" you mumbled nervously.

"Such a good girl, that's how you deserve to feel all the time" you squeezed your thighs together at the soft praise, his voice had gotten so firm like a school teacher but in the sexiest way possible.

"I am a good girl..but maybe I'll disappoint you in bed" there you go ruining the sexy moments with your insecurities. His brows furrowed as he noticed the sadness in your voice so he propped himself on his elbow to flip the phone to the other ear.

"Why would you say that my sweet princess?" the soft voice made your eyes tear up. Why were you like this?

"Because my ex told me"

"He did?" His jaw clenched as he heard that,

"But it was my fault, i wasn't as invested in having sex with him as he was"

"Because of the heat?"

"Mmmhmmmm"

"What did he say to you?"

"Ummm let's not discuss that lo"

"What did he say?"

"Just that..I was awful in bed and that I needed to show more enthusiasm and partake in the act of pleasing him rather than him doing everything..you know" He got absolutely quiet so you spoke again, maybe you should have kept your mouth shut. Your mouth was one of the reasons why you had trouble keeping the guys interested in you for long.

"I'm sorry..I don't know why I told you that.. please ignore it and can we go back to being naughty?" you chuckled nervously even though your eyes were welled up now because of the embarassement.

"I apologise for going quite on you. I'd love to show you how wrong that scoundrel was about you. It takes two to battle my darling, perhaps he wasn't capable of pleasing a woman as sensual as you are"

You bit on your lips at his words, the slight anger in his voice made you smile though, he was protective about you and it gave you all the butterflies in the stomach, you have never had a feeling like this before "Well I do hope he is wrong though"

"He is, you want to know how I know that?" He smiled

"How?"

"Last night, the way your body responded to me, just thinking about it makes my cock ache for your warmth" he mumbled

"Goshhhhh lokiiiii" you sucked a deep breath in, voice barely a whisper

"And that voice of yours, norns my little love.. I'd do anything for you as long as you're moaning so sweetly for me, as long as you're making those pretty little noises in my ears" he whispered softly and your fingers settled between your legs involuntarily.

"Mmmmmhmmm I'll do anything for you lo.. whatever you ask"

"I know you will.. I know you'd do anything for me"

You sat up as your breathing got heavier. The meeting. Oh god.

And you also had to change your underwear now.

"God I have to gooo" he chuckled as you said that.

"That's a shame"

"I know I'm sorry..that was thrilling..oh wow i need a moment" he chuckled again. He rubbed his cock slowly in order to suppress those sensations you had evoked in him but it was only making it worse so he stopped touching himself.

"Princess?" He wanted to share the dream he had about you two but now wasn't the time, you were already late.

"Mmm?"

"Nothing..I uhh ..you'll miss me?"

"Lokiii I am missing you right now and we are talking, you don't even know how much I'm going to miss you"

His heart fluttered as you said that.

"So will I, and perhaps i will see you tonight"

"Please do and maybe we can umm play with each other again just like last night"

You smiled widely before you hung up, leaving him to stay hard the rest of the day, he sighed as he put the phone down on his chest and then his mouth curved into a smile thinking about the last few minutes.

You really wanted to tell him that you loved him but was it too soon to do that? You had no idea.

“I’m sorry I’m late” you apologized as you spotted him at the restaurant, your mom had mailed a picture of him to you so it was easier to recognise.

“It’s fine I guess, I’m used to such tardiness” he was smiling but you could tell he was annoyed, you didn’t miss the sarcasm in his tone.

“Ummm okay actually I don’t think I got your name yet, my mom told me everything except your name, I’m y/n by the way” you raised your hand forward so he looked at it for a few seconds before he shook it.

“Hello y/n, my name is Doctor Stephen Strange”

You didn't know how to talk to him, when you tried to order something to eat he told you that he had already done it for you so now you had nothing else to do or say.

You sipped on the drink in order to avoid the awkward silence between you two. So this was going soooooo well right? You missed loki, even the pin drop silence was never awkward with him, back when you two were purely friends and he was hiding in your apartment, the conversation between you two never felt forced. Sure you blabbed unnecessarily at times but he always smiled and he never seemed annoyed. You both would often sit on the sofa with your backs resting on the individual armrest and your legs almost touching each other, you'd watch something on your phone and he would read his books, it felt cozy and comfortable.

How the hell did you even stumble upon someone like him?

"Why aren't you eating?" Stephen asked you so you smiled but before you could answer he interrupted you

"Let me guess, you're one of those women aren't you, those who pretend to not eat on dates even though the reality couldn't be farther from it..no offense " Well you took it.

"First of all I love eating but beef steak isn't the idea of a hearty lunch for me" he snickered as he cut himself a piece, the precision he used with his knife was enough to tell you that he indeed was a surgeon.

"You were extremely late, I had to order for us"

"Yeah thank you for not waiting for me to get my opinion, I bet you're one of those men who think they are superior and can decide everything for their women"

"Last time I checked you weren't mine" he winked at you so you rolled your eyes.

"Look I'm only here because my mother forced me to–"

"That's also why I –"

"Stop interrupting me" you cut him off and that felt really nice.

You pointed a finger at him so he went quiet but now you forgot what you were even saying and he used the opportunity to speak again.

"That is exactly why I'm here as well so let's just eat and never see each other again alright?" He said rudely so you nodded.

"Yeah I'd like that"

"Good"

"So New York City, what's it like?" You questioned him and he glared at you,

"I can't just stay quiet, and you're eating awfully slow" he sighed at the statement.

"It's definitely been much worse since the attack"

"The Chitauris?" You asked sheepishly.

"Yeah, isn't it funny how they glorified the man responsible for the whole mess and turned him into an Avenger, best way to redeem a criminal right?" Your jaw clenched as he said that, he didn't even know Loki.

"Do you not watch news, Loki wasn't an accomplice, he was a victim"

"Fantastic story isn't it, heart wrenching, it's so easy to befool the humankind"

You wanted to say so many things but you couldn't even defend him in public, people would think you were just a crazy fan or worse one of those simps who just wanted to fuck the Asgardian god. You did want to do that though.

"So where were you when it happened?" You asked him to change the conversation, hoping he'd keep his resentment to himself.

"In the nearest building performing an extensive and very critical surgery, have to say it was not at all hard to focus with the sounds of grenades going off every few seconds"

"Ohhh..well that's admirable that you didn't feel scared or ran away" he snickered as you said that.

"Yeah, an innocent woman would have died on my table if I had lost my concentration that day and the man responsible for it got away with no remorse or repercussions, he's being celebrated instead"

Okay that was enough.

"Well you don't know that, you don't know what he's going through, how much guilt he carries or how bad it is for him to sleep at night when he's all alone..you don't know him or why he did what he did..what would you do if a powerful entity had influenced you and tortured you for a year like that?" He looked at you, slightly taken aback by the sudden outburst before he snickered condescendingly.

"I see you're one of those"

"Whattt?" You looked at him confused.

"The ones who wants to fuck him"

"You are so judgemental, I bet you judge other people's brains when they're splayed open in front of you"

"Uh-huh by the way Didn't he want to commit mass genocide even before the whole ordeal?"

"Yeah so did Thor, but he's a hero isn't he?" Why you were you fighting with him? You should just leave right?

"Well to be fair I don't think too highly of him either" Leave now.

"You know what this was fun..byye bye..see you never "

You stood up and walked out, he didn't stop you either, you had to cross the road to get to the other side but you heard him calling your name so you stopped like a moron in the middle of the street to turn and look at him, that's when a man with a motorbike came out of nowhere and hit you. You didn't remember much after that, you remembered the sharp pain in your right leg and you remembered seeing Stephen's stupid face before you lost consciousness.

A few hours later you woke up and your head was pounding, when you looked to the side, Stephen was there reading a newspaper,

"Did you perform a brain surgery on me?" You asked him so he raised his eyebrows.

"Do you have one in there because the way you stood there in the middle of the road was foolish"

"That guy came out of nowhere "

"Very well, now that you're awake, I'm gonna leave" he said as he got up so you sat up hurriedly.

"Wait wait how would I get home, oh my god is my leg broken?" You looked at the bandage on your right ankle and your eyes widened. No it can't be, it can't be. Thirty years, you had gone thirty years without a broken bone and you were planning to keep it that way all your life, it can't be broken right?

"I broke my bone, didn't i? " Your eyes welled up so he sighed.

"It's just a sprain, you'll be fine in a week or two"

"A week? I can't not work for a week, they'll fire me" you groaned

"Well you should have thought about that before you–"

"You know what..just shut up okay?"

He rolled his eyes and luckily he agreed to drive you home. He had to assist you to walk though and you didn't really like the idea of being so close to a man you barely knew.

"So whose car is it?" You asked him as he sat you down on the passenger seat.

"Rental"

"Figured"

"Why did you ask if you figured?"

You crossed your arms and didn't respond to him, to avoid the awkwardness you turned the radio on.

Hey I just met you and this is crazy but here's my number so call me maybe

You immediately changed the channel to not give him any sort of wrong signal. He seemed the type to take wrong signals.

My universe will never be the same. I'm glad you came, I'm glad you came.

You bobbed your head back and forth to the beat of the song and he shook his head in disbelief.

It was around 11 at night, how long were you out for? You were surprised he stayed by your side and didn't just flee, maybe it was the doctor in him. Well atleast he wasn't the worst man you have ever met in your life.

God you wanted to talk to Loki, you grabbed your purse and took out your phone but it was discharged completely.

Luckily your building had the lift but he still accompanied you to your apartment, as soon as you opened the door and even though you couldn't see him, you just knew he was there. Loki was there, you could smell his cologne

"Umm would you like a cup of coffee or something?" Please say no..

He looked around the apartment and his face contorted in disgust. Was this your mother disguised as a man? Well you had no idea you would be bringing him back here, this wasn't a date and you were too distracted before the meeting to even think of cleaning the space.

"No thanks. Here's your medicine" he passed you the small prescription bag so you took it from him.

"Well ummm thank you and I'm sorry i won't be able to show you around" you said to him so he rolled his eyes.

"Good, I'm relieved"

An awkward silence and even the worst goodbye handshake later he finally left, you were still on the couch and before you could say anything Loki appeared and locked the main door from inside. His face seemed blotchy, eyes red, cheeks dampened, you could tell he had cried.

He walked towards you and got down on his knees in front of you, then he lifted the right leg up to inspect the injury.

"Lokii"

"Who did this to you ?" He asked you

"Some guy on a bike..It was just an accident"

"That man isn't responsible for this state of yours is he?" He asked you so you shook your head, you cupped his face to make him look at you and his eyes were filled with fear.

"I'm sorry, i would have called but my phone died and ummm I was unconscious "

"Norns y/n" he flinched away from you and stood up, only to pace back and forth in front of you. You were worried that he was angry but then the look on his face was enough to tell you that he was scared, he wasn't able to get in touch with you at all and that must have been terrifying.

"Looo baby" you called out to him and put your hand forward so he took it and sat down next to you on the sofa.

"I'm okay, it's just a sprain"

Well unfortunately you couldn't climb on his lap so you somehow scooted closer to him and hugged him.

"I am sorry darling, I was losing my mind here" his arms wrapped around your tightly and he placed his head down on your shoulder.

"I know I know it's okay i would have been the same"

After a minute or so, he got on his feet again and picked you up in his arms only to lay you down on the sofa again.

"How bad does it hurt?" He asked you and your face scrunched in response, it wasn't bothering you when you came back to consciousness but now you were starting to feel it.

"I think the meds will help"

He sat down on the corner of the sofa and placed your legs on his leg carefully before he grabbed the right one and trailed his fingers all over your ankle, the longer he did it the better you felt.

"Did you just fix me?"

"I wish I could darling but I'm not that kind of God, i can barely lessen the pain and discomfort that comes with it" you smiled as he said that. He was talking as if this wasn't an otherworldly magic in itself.

"How do you do that? I mean how is it possible... like in a scientific way?" He chuckled as you questioned him "I'm sorry I'm on drugs i think"

"No you can ask questions..it's just you're adorable when you do" you giggled at the compliment, he carefully hovered on top of you, avoiding your leg to not hurt you any further and kissed you softly.

"It's just a form of energy being used differently darling"

"Energy?" You looked at him confused so he tucked your hair behind your ears before he kissed your forehead. Everytime he kissed your forehead you couldn't help but giggle.

"Mhhmm In simpler words whenever you see me doing this–" he said as he conjured a flower out of nowhere and gave it to you "I am merely harnessing the cumulative energies from multiple dimensions in order to fetch me whatever I need from my vault" you nodded even though it made no sense to you.

"You're so cute but I don't understand anything" he chuckled and kissed you before he got off the sofa, picked you up again and then laid you down on the bed so you could rest.

"Fancy a cup of tea madame?" You nodded as he asked you.

He made tea for you, he fed you dinner that had to be a takeout because he wasn't even going to attempt to cook and burn down your apartment. You smelled like the hospital and wanted to shower so he helped you get to the bathroom, luckily you had put on a dress for the meeting instead of a jeans so it was easier to take off, you noticed how he had kept his eyes closed like the gentleman that he was when you asked him to take you back to the room while you just had a towel wrapped around your body.

By the time you were in bed again you felt extremely exhausted, the meds were making you feel drowsy already.

"I'm going to abhor leaving you all alone here in the morning" he cooed in your ears so you pecked on his lips.

"Mmmm don't leave me then..stayyy"

"I wish I could princess, I truly wish I could be here for you all the time"

"I know baby it's okay i understand, besides I'll be fine, it's just a sprain"

"How long will it take to heal completely?"

"Two weeks at the most, but I heal fast so one week" you laughed and it warmed his heart.

"Ummm okay I have a proposition for you"

"What?" You smiled because you thought he was going to say something silly to make you laugh again but what he said made you sit up and contemplate, how was this even going to work? Especially with Melissa and those Avengers around.

"Come stay with me at the tower while you're healing"

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Misc Characters Masterlist

🌶️= spice

August Walker (Mission Impossible: Fallout)

Paperwork - Settling Up🌶️

For a second he thought about dumping the files on the floor, pushing you up against his desk, and teasing you with more than just words. 

Charlie Hesketh (Kingsman)

HP AU drabble

The last thing he remembered was cornering the Dark Wizard he’d been tracking all week in an alleyway. There’d been some spells exchanged and pain, a lot of pain, and everything had gone black.

Running

Merlin barely looked him in the eyes when he handed the bag over. “Thank you, sir.” Charlie said, unable to hide his grin. This was going to be fun, after all. “Cheeky.” Merlin muttered under his breath and left the room.

Clark Kent (Superman DCU)

Pocket Full of Sunshine

Two people/One Bed Couch

Darcy Lewis (MCU)

Rainy Day Blues

Darcy was tired of Jane’s moping and sighing after an hour, but after two days? Yea, something had to be done, or else Darcy couldn’t be held responsible for what happened to Jane.

Friday Night at Kellerman's

She grinned at both of them and gestured to the drink. “I helped carry a watermelon.” She said when Max moved the microphone closer to her.

A Sheet of Paper

Darcy looks before she leaps. This time.

Darcy Lewis, Pokemon Master: Part One - Part Two

“I wanted you to get a decent education before you went running off into the wild. People seem to forget that there’s more to the world than those monsters. They get ideas in their heads that Pokémon are the only thing they need and run off without another word.”

AHS Coven + MCU crossover AU Marvel Coven

"She does not see the paths that connect our realms. But you do." It was so strange to hear a voice in her head other than her Supreme and coven head, Cordelia. His voice felt... wicked.

That Would Be Enough (Darcy x Pepper x Tony)

Pepper had stopped mid-sentence and her mouth hung open for a moment, her eyes fixing on Darcy’s face. Sometimes Darcy felt so young compared to Pepper and Tony. And other times, times like this, Darcy was a rock that they both clung on to, afraid of being washed away by everything around them.

Royal AU + Accidentally Married + Loki x Darcy Lewis

Loki x Darcy Lewis Week '12

Diversion

“She is a diversion.” Loki thinks.

Disguise

Loki hates the lavish parties that are thrown in the hall of Valhalla. Darcy said to use the word “hate” sparingly because there’s a lot of space between “hate” and a dramatic “dislike,” but Loki is sure that hate is the correct word.

Opposition

Loki’s words echo back to her and Darcy understands that this is going to be her first move in the game she finds herself playing. She makes herself smile up at Thor.

Library

She lifts her hand and the pages turn until they come to an illustration of Loki. He is grinning at her. Darcy sticks her tongue out at him and scribbles a response.

Jealousy

Darcy was just… annoyed that all the possibilities bikinis provided were wasted on Jane who was happy with the boring suit she was in now. Yea, that was it.

Diana Prince (Wonder Woman DCU)

Lunch Date - Aperitif🌶️

You bring Diana her lunch at work and she thanks you.

Eggsy Unwin (Kingsman)

Ask prompt

“You wanna fucking go, punk?”

Gazelle (Kingsman)

Floriography

A circle of yellow carnations were surrounded by fish geraniums. Sprigs of cypress and a large cut of asphodel made up the outside. “You have disappointed us and our expectations of you. Death surrounds you. Our regrets follow you to the grave.” And there, Gazelle noted with a sad tick of her mouth, a lone marigold hidden beneath an ambitious carnation. “Despair.”

Gazelle x Ares (Kingsman and John Wick 2)

Two of a Kind

“I'm coming with you; they’ll never see us coming.”

Jim Hopper (Stranger Things)

Evening, Chief (Plus Size Reader)

“Do you know why I pulled you over?” Jim Hopper asked, looking through the car window. 

Think I Could Take Him? (Plus Size Reader)

You were waiting outside of work, tucked under the umbrella of light from a street lamp, when the bronco pulled up.

Self Defense

A lesson on self defense from the police chief himself.

Summer Nights

Catching lightning bugs with friends and family.

Saving Grace: Part One  - Part Two - Part Three - Part Four 

After wrapping up lose ends you’re back in Hawkins to help your sister, Joyce, after the Hawkins Lab chemical leak is exposed.

Logan Howlett/Wolverine (X-Men)

Fisting with Wolverine 🌶️

Petrichor

A florist turns to the last local cut flower farmer available for help. No Powers AU.

Mera (ft Arthur Curry ((Aquaman DCU))

Currents: Sea Sick - Message in a Bottle - Testing the Waters - Snowfall - Cozy - Blood in the Water - Undercurrents

“Mera is the one I want to kiss in this relationship, it turns out.” You told him. You looked at your hands and smiled. Holding hands was nice.   Arthur grunted and looked up when you reached the point in the path when you could hear the waves on the beach again. He turned and studied your face, expression warm with memories and a good night out. “I can work with that.” 

Orm (Aquaman DCU)

Overflow: Looking Up From Underneath - Breaking Waves

Orm starts his community service, but why does it feel like you're being punished instead?

Simon Jordan (Alias Grace)

Hysteria🌶️

“You’re seeing a new doctor for your condition, aren’t you?” Father didn’t look up from the morning paper while asking the question.

Steve Rogers (MCU)

A Falling Star Fell From Your Heart

Tattoo Artist!Steve Rogers tells you about his tattoos in bed.

Tommy Miller (The Last of Us)

For a Good Time Call... Tommy (Fat Reader)🌶️

He doesn’t do anything else for a moment, just takes you in, blowing out smoke through his nose in a steady stream. You guess this is to let you have the chance to change your mind and leave, only a smoke shared between you and nothing more. It’s nice, but there’s no way you’re letting him go now. With your free hand you slip your fingers behind his belt buckle, grinning when the muscles of his stomach jump at the touch of your cold fingers, and tug him to you with the thing.

Toshinori Yagi (My Hero Academia)

Hikari: Prologue - One  (Plus Size Reader)

A physical therapist with quirk that allows her to control her body temperature gets a new patient.

[cobycobsy2k]

Alternative, Season 2 Episode 12: "The Demon of Strangertown"

-BREAKING NEWS!!-

Reporter: We have been informed that during the early hours of yesterday here in Strangertown there was an event that will change the rules of science and biology forever! Citizen Pascal Curious has just given birth to a baby Alien! Here we can Observe how several neighbors are visiting the Curious residence to see the little baby

Pascal: I'm too exhausted guys… May I know who called the press? Tycho needs to rest…

Jenny (as she helped her brother to walk to her room): Come Pascal, you and your baby need to rest, Petee and the boys will stay here distracting the news

Once Jenny, Pascal, and little Tycho left the room, PT9 was left arguing with Vidcund and Lazlo.

PT9: I know some of you called the local news, what do you mean by getting all of SimNation's attention?

Lazlo (Looking confused at his brother-in-law): Don't worry, old man! We simply tell them to leave and the problem is over.

Vidcund: Maybe we should share our research and studies about Sixam

PT9 (About to explode): Lazlo, go talk to the news! I'll stay here talking to Vidcund

The youngest of the Curious brothers went to give some small interviews to the press, while PT9 and Vidcund were discussing

PT9: How the hell can you dare to talk about Sixam!? Have you gone crazy, huh Vidcund!?

Vidcund (Trying to justify himself): I just want all my research to be shared with the world of science!

PT9 (Threatening Vidcund): No word about Sixam better come out of your mouth, or else I'll make an alien invasion right now, do you understand me Vidcund?

Vidcund just nodded his head, left completely alone and embarrassed.

The next morning, at the Beaker Mansion, a scene of horror had occurred, Loki and Circe's test subject: Nervous, had gone berserk and badly injured both of them. The black-haired subject ran out of the mansion but was very worried about what would happen if they discovered him.

Nervous (thinking): "I think I should run away from Strangertown as soon as possible… I'll go running and tell Annie to run away with me"

Immediately afterwards Nervous ran away from the place, later Loki was recovering from his injuries and told everything that had happened to his younger sister Erin, who was accompanied by her friend Kristen Loste.

Loki (while he had an ice pack on one eye): That bastard killed Circe… Just look how he left me!

Erin (worried): I thought Nervous was harmless… Are you sure he won't hurt anyone else?

Loki: I don't think so… He's totally a demon straight out of someone's worst nightmares…

[huntress-artemiss]

Fateful Flight

Ok, here goes nothing. My first ever story. Please be kind, let me know what you think! I'm super nervous!

Summary: Flights not your thing, but maybe this one will be better as you head off for vacation

Pairing: Tom Hiddleston x Female Reader

Warnings: None, just fluff!

Fateful Flight

“Calling all business class passengers for flight 395 with service to London England, please proceed to gate 12 for boarding.” Looking down at your trembling hand, you take a deep breath and confirm your seat on your ticket and still can’t believe your luck. This trip had been a dream of yours for many years and now after saving up. You were finally doing it. However, the start of your trip had been less than a dream. Your best friend Crystal who was supposed to have gone with you, came down with the flu and had to back out at the last minute. You almost did as well out of fear but there was no way she would let you. After a three-hour debate with her on the phone, she finally convinced you to stick to the plan. Smiling to yourself, you thought back to the gift she had given to you specifically to help with the stress you had of flying. Knowing your love of Loki and the ongoing joke you two had about how amazing it would be if you ran into Tom Hiddleston in London, she had given you a Loki collage throw blanket and a satin emerald green eye mask.

Absentmindedly handing your boarding pass to the attendant to scan you thought about the travel. This is definitely the furthest you have ever flown, and absolutely NEVER over water. With your luck though, and fear of flying nothing had gone smoothly. After missing your connecting flight at JFK due to being held up due to poor weather, you began to question your bright idea to fly to England in February. The delay caused you to be bumped to a different flight 12 hours later. Not that staying a night in New York was horrible, after all there were worse places to have a layover, it wasn’t like you had any time to sightsee or anything. Oh well, you thought. Walking to your seat you still couldn’t believe your luck. As an apology for the inconvenience the airline had upgraded you to business class free of charge. Hey maybe things were looking up you thought, as you found your seat number. “Maybe not,” you whispered to yourself realizing you had been placed in a window seat. Sighing to yourself you pulled the window blind down. Let’s not make the anxiety worse. Heights? Not your cup of tea, but for this trip you were willing to make an exception.

After placing your backpack in the overhead compartment, you began to settle into your seat. Turning to the nearest stewardess you asked how much longer until we takeoff? “They just made last call for boarding miss we should be leaving shortly.” “Thank you so much,” you responded amazed that you had been in a daze and zoned out for that long. Tucking your bag somewhat under your seat you neurotically tightened your seatbelt almost to the point of cutting off circulation. Covering yourself with your gifted blanket you placed your phone into airplane mode and put your play list on shuffle and headphones in. Trying to take some deep breaths to calm your racing heart you slipped on your eye mask hoping that cutting off all stimulation would help calm your nerves.

However, just as you were starting to feel a little more relaxed you suddenly felt a rather large hand touch your shoulder. Startled as you ripped off your eye mask about to jump out of your own skin. As you pulled out your headphones and opened your eyes to look up, you were met with the clearest most dazzling blue eyes you had ever seen. As your brain began to register what you saw you wondered if you were dreaming. “Pardon me miss, your bag seems to be sticking out and I would hate to trip on the strap, may I move it over slightly?” Shaking your head, mouth slightly gaping you immediately flushed what you imagined to be the deepest shade of crimson. “Darling are you alright?” Quickly gathering your wits, you reply, “I’m so sorry I can get it.” Rushing yourself to move your bag out the way, the tall handsome gentleman proceeds to sit next to you and replies, “thank you, I’m Tom Hiddleston, pleasure to make your acquaintance,” as he holds out his hand to you. Spluttering “I’m Y/N, trust me the pleasure is mine, Mr. Hiddleston.”

Letting his signature ehehehe out he replied “Please call me Tom, and may I say, fantastic blanket you have there. You have great taste.” Mortified you realized you still had your Loki blanket with his very own face on it across your chest, you flushed red and quickly folded it down onto your lap, “Oh my gods this is so embarrassing! Gift from my best friend for the trip.”

“Darling, breathe, its fine, its not the first time I have seen my own face staring back at me.”he smiled. Slowly breathing out “yes well I prefer not to make a fool of myself like some crazed fangirl.” you laughed.

Looking up you finally noticed the plane had begun making its turn onto the runway as you heard the captain say “Ladies and Gentlemen thank you for flying with us today looks like we will have an estimated 6 hours of flight time to London today due to a favorable tail wind on our side. Please enjoy your flight” Gripping onto your armrest with white knuckles you began to slightly tremble as the plane began to pick up speed. As you feel a warm hand cover yours, “Darling are you alright? Look at me and take deep breaths.” Glancing over to gaze into his blue eyes your find yourself getting lost in the ocean blue depths and all fear starts to slip away. “That’s it dear, everything will be fine.” he smiled.

Outwardly you appear calm as the plane gracefully lifts into the sky, inwardly though...entirely another story. In what feels like hours but is only about a minute your mind is racing.

Wow, I should go buy lottery tickets, his eyes really are that blue, those lips, oh my stars I just want to kiss him. Y/N! You chastise yourself, stop fangirling! He’s just a normal man! Treat him as such! Be polite, then let the man rest he’s probably beat. Thank the gods he doesn’t actually have Loki’s telepathy, or you would be royally screwed! Taking one last deep breath, you exhale and pull yourself away from his expressive eyes. “Thank you, I think I will be ok now. I’m not the most comfortable when flying. Hopefully there isn’t too much turbulence so I can rest because I hear the jet lag is horrid!”

“It’s not for the faint of heart that’s for sure,” he cheekily replied. “So is London your final destination?” “Well, no, I am in London for 4 days and then I am headed to Paris, Rome and Greece. Kind of my greatest hits of Europe, I guess. My lifelong dream vacation. How about you? Home to rest or nose to the grindstone?” “Oddly enough I find myself with some downtime for a few weeks. Grateful that with my birthday coming up I can be home and spend it with my mum and sisters. Anything you are looking forward to the most on this particular trip of yours?”

After taking some careful thought, it was hard for you to decide honestly. “I’m not sure. I mean I know that in Paris I have a few things to check off the list. The Louvre, Eiffel Tower, eating pan au chocolat and macaroons until I roll down the cobblestones, the usual you know. Rome and Greece have places that are so steeped in ancient history and mythos I can’t wait to see them. London though I’m not sure. The eye seems interesting, but heights and I aren’t friends. Buckingham Palace seems like a nice place to visit but very touristy. I want something off the beaten path so to speak. Sorry I am rambling, aren’t I?” you finished with a chuckle. “Not at all, its obvious you have put a lot of love into this trip. Just you with all the sights?” he questioned with one eyebrow raised while biting his lip. “Well, I mean, it was supposed to be me and my best friend but she came down with the flu and had to cancel. Thankfully her reservations were refundable! I almost cancelled because the idea of being alone didn’t sit well with me. Crystal, my friend though told me I couldn’t pass up the opportunity. I’m glad I didn’t as I wouldn’t be sitting here talking to my favorite actor.” you quickly finished blushing as red as a tomato. “I’m glad too, on flights like this it could be worse.” he chuckled. As he finished saying that the bell dinged signaling that you had reached cruising altitude and that seatbelts could be removed. As stewards came by asking if anything was desired, you asked for a bottle of water. After taking a long drink and settling down a bit you began to feel your anxiety leave your bones and the crash of sleep kick in. “Well Tom as pleasant as this conversation has been I should try to rest and leave you to relax instead of being in fan mode.”

“Thank you darling, I appreciate when someone realizes behind all the fame, I am still just a person, and I don’t mind talking to you one bit.” as he graced you with a megawatt smile, you turned your head a bit to rest and leaned back your seat. While Tom connected to the wifi of the plane to look over emails, he became engrossed in things demanding his attention. Thinking on his birthday, not sure how he wanted to celebrate he was dragged out of his thoughts by pressure on his shoulder. Looking over he realized you had quickly fallen asleep and now was lightly resting your head on his shoulder. Gently reaching over to straighten out your Loki blanket to cover you and keep you warm, chuckling lightly. “Sweet dreams, darling”

Maybe this flight home wouldn’t be so bad after all.

[homeofthelonelywriter]

FF: 30 Days, I’m yours! Day 7 Pt.1

(A/N) Hope you enjoy this part!

Pairing: Loki x Reader

Warnings: no idea, it’s been so long since I wrote this I literally don’t know what this part is about...

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Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7 | Part 8 | Part 9 | Part 10 | Part 11 | Part 12

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Day 7: Art Museum

I don’t think that I’ve ever slept that peacefully. I just wish the wakeup call would’ve been nicer. Like a kiss from Loki. Or something else from Loki, you know. But no. Instead Tony’s voice boomed through the speakers installed everywhere in the tower.

“Meeting in the living room in ten! Everyone is required to come!” I groaned annoyed and turned around. My flickered over and I came face to face with Loki. His arms were still wrapped around me and a smile was painted on his face.

“Good morning, love.” He pressed kiss to the tip of my nose, making me smile.

“Good morning, Loki.” His smile turned into a grin as his name left my mouth.

We stayed silent for a bit, before I closed my eyes and cuddled closer to him, making him chuckle.

“So, we’re just going to ignore him?” I sleepily nodded, turning Loki’s chuckle into a laugh as he pulled me even closer. I didn’t care what that meeting was about. It couldn’t be anything important since it’s not taking place in any of the meeting rooms.

“Loki, Y/N. You also have to attend the meeting.” As if he’d read my thoughts.

“Friday, tell Tony to fuck off.” Loki snorted.

“Don’t make me come down there and get you, Y/N.” It was a threat. And I knew that Tony would actually come down to get me if I didn’t show up.

With a sigh, I pushed myself up onto my elbows and looked over at the god next to me. He smiled and nodded and another sigh escaped me. I threw the blanket back and swung my legs out of bed, getting to my feet. My back was turned to Loki and I heard a low purr as I stretched.

I glanced at him over my shoulder and rolled my eyes with a smile, before I grabbed my clothes and disappeared into the bathroom. I found a second toothbrush and used it before I changed into the same stuff I wore yesterday.

When I walked back into the bedroom, I found Loki, already changed and waiting. He had his hair tied up again, making me smile. It looked really good on him.

I joined him at the door and our hands immediately found each other.

A few minutes later, we arrived in the living room and I blobbed down on a couch, Loki sitting on the armrest next to me. Everyone else arrived within the next few minutes and as soon as Tony was sure everyone was here, he stepped into the middle of the room.

“Okay guys, we’ve been invited to the MET this evening. No, it’s not the Gala, but they have some kind of new collection and they wanted us there. As guests, I may add. “So, Ladies, a car is waiting to take you shopping. After that a bunch of hairstylists, make up artists and nail techs will be waiting for you here and take care of you. Gents, we are going suit shopping in half an hour. Make sure to be ready by then, we’ll meet down by the cars.” Tony nodded at us and walked back in the direction of the elevator, leaving us a bit confused. Why would they invite us so suddenly?

I was suddenly flanked by Pepper and Nat. They pulled me onto my feet and after Tony towards the elevator. Both had a grin on their face.

I turned around to look at Loki but he was also surrounded by Thor and Bruce, just managing to peek out behind them. Nat and Pepper pushed me into the elevator and I just so managed to wave at Loki before the doors closed before me.

Tony had the car take us to the most luxurious dress store in all of New York. I just hoped that he was paying, because I couldn’t afford anything in here.

The retail worker in there greeted us like we were famous, which was true for Nat and a bit for Pepper, but I was a nobody compared to them. Still, they treated me with the utmost respect.

“What colors are we looking for, Ladies?” The woman that spoke to us must be the boss of this shop. Nat quickly responded with red or black, while Pepper said that she doesn’t know yet. I thought about it for a second, but the answer was clear from the beginning.

“Green with gold accents or accessories.” The women got to work and pulled different dresses out, gathering them in different dressing rooms. While they did so, Nat, Pepper and I drank a bit of the champagne we were offered. But the women worked quickly and soon, we were told that they were ready for us and asked who wanted to start.

We volunteered Pepper, since she wasn’t sure about the color yet and would probably take the longest. She disappeared into a dressing room, together with one of the women and emerged a few minutes later, wearing a silver, floor length gown. Nat and I ‘ooed’ and she did look gorgeous. But it was obvious that she didn’t feel comfortable.

The next dress was a dark blue one which really didn’t fit her. One after another, we got rid of dresses until she emerged, wearing a beautiful gold colored one. It fit her like a second skin and complemented her skin tone perfectly.

“I think it’s this one.” Nat and I nodded and she disappeared back into the dressing room to take the dress off. Meanwhile, Nat also disappeared to start with her dresses.

I was soon joined by Pepper and we waited for Nat to come out. And once she did, it was obvious that it was the right one. A deep red, complementing her hair, skin tight, pushing her boobs up so they looked like perfection. I was jealous how easily she found her dress, sure that it would take me way longer.

While she took her dress off, I followed one of the women into my dressing room.

“Which one first?” I looked at all the different dresses. Most of them a beautiful dark green with gold accents in some places. I chose one with a plunging neckline and a high slit, pretty sure that it was one that would immediately drop out of the race.

But as soon as I turned and looked into a mirror, a gasp escaped my lips. It was beautiful. The gold details on the shoulder, arms and waist looked amazing and even though it was pretty revealing, I didn’t feel slutty or close to naked. I felt like a goddess and a smile spread across my face.

“Here, I found those. I thought they’d look amazing with this dress.” The woman that had helped me put the dress on was kneeling in front of me, holding golden heels. I frowned at the height, making her laugh.

“Don’t worry, they aren’t as tall as they look. And they’re really comfortable.” She held my hand as I slipped into them, surprised that she was actually right.

“You look amazing.” I couldn’t help but nod as I smiled at my reflection. “Let’s show the others.” She pulled the curtain aside and held my hand as I took the first few steps, but let go when she felt that I was confident enough.

Both Nat and Pepper gasped as they saw me. Pepper even had her hands covering her mouth.

“You look hot!” Nat jumped to her feet and walked closer, inspecting all the gold details and grinning while doing so. When she was done, she looked up at me. “Loki will love it.”

I felt myself blush but smiled at thought of Loki seeing me in the dress. I hope he’ll like it.

“Nat is right, you look amazing. But something is missing.” Pepper stared at me for a bit, before she walked off before returning with some items in her hands. A golden clutch, as well as a necklace and a pair of earrings, all of it fitting the golden theme.

She put the accessories on me before taking a step back and nodding.

“Now, just get your hair, nails and make up done and Loki will fall to his knees before you.” I chuckled and nodded, thanking them both before walking back to the dressing room.

[heloisedaphnebrightmore]

Heloise's 3.5k Followers Sleepover [Closed!] and Writing Challenge [Closed!]

Hello my lovelies <3

On Wednesday we reached another milestone once again! I can’t tell you how happy I am to know that so many of you have been enjoying my writing. All the support I’ve gotten from my followers has been beyond my expectations and I’m just so very grateful. I never imagined getting 50 let alone 3500 followers. Mind blowing really! I wanted to do something fun for such a huge milestone and as it’s a writing blog, I thought, let’s write. I want the writers to enjoy writing and the readers to enjoy reading. However, on the other hand, I didn’t want to leave out my non-writer followers so a sleepover should be in place as well.

Therefore, welcome to⁠—

Heloise’s 3.5k followers Sleepover and Writing Challenge

Part 1. Sleepover [Closed!] (Please click on the link above!)

Part 2. Writing Challenge [Closed!] (See below the Keep Reading option!)

Let's have fun and send your Ask! ^^

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Heloise’s 3.5k Followers Writing Challenge Masterlist

Part 2. Writing Challenge!

Disclaimer! I do not own any of the prompts listed below, they all belong to @screnwriter and @dreamy-prose and each prompt list I have used for creating this event are listed at the bottom of the post. [Numbers] next to prompts refer to the prompt lists you can find them at.

Rules!

➵ You don’t have to follow me to participate, although it would be much appreciated. ➵ Chose as many prompts as you’d like. No limits. ➵ Write for any universe and any pairings, I basically read everything. ➵ No incest, racial, religious, or sexual hate openly, not related to the story line, but to hurt others. If you have any of the above in your fic, I will not reblog it. ➵ Fluff, angst, smut, anything goes, just please use appropriate Warnings!  ➵ Use the Keep reading option above 500 words. Tutorial from phone is Here! ➵ No deadline for submission, but deadline for entry closes on 27 September 2021. Clarification: You can submit your fics even next year if you wish. End date is only for entering the event. I will not be able to accept entries after 27 September 2021. ➵ If you would like to participate, just send me an Ask with the prompt(s) and character and Reblog this post. ➵ Please use the tag #heloises3.5kcelebration and tag my name @heloisedaphnebrightmore when you post your fic. If it's not reblogged in 48 hours, please send me an Ask or DM. My tags seem to be funny at times. ➵ And most importantly, Have fun! :)

I decided to use both Scenario prompts and Dialogue prompts to take on a different approach compared to my last writing challenge.

Scenario prompts

Enemies to lovers / Tension prompts

1. “I’ll kiss you right now to prove that I don’t feel anything for you.” “Okay.” The two characters kiss, and whoops they felt something, followed by lingering, as they’re catching their breath, trying to make sense of what just happened, and the feelings rushing through them, and then there’s this urge to dive back in for another kiss. [5]

@goddessofdawns (x) Loki Laufeyson x Reader

2. Your enemy has never let anyone touch their scar, until you come along. [7]

@natashxromanovf (x) Bucky Barnes x Reader

3. Character A and B kiss each other to prove there's nothing going on between them, but they get so caught up in each other, they prove the exact opposite. [2]

@wearywinchester (x) Dean Winchester x Reader

4. For one night, Character A and B give into temptation and sleep with each other, hoping it will solve the tension building between them. It does the opposite. [2]

5. Character A and B avoid each other after sharing an intimate moment, be it a kiss, a hug, holding hands, or just looking at each other's lips longer than appropriate. [1]

@wearywinchester (x) Dean Winchester x Reader

6. You're upset one night, and you don't know where to go, so you end up at your enemy's house, and as they open the door, you stay silent for a second, before saying “I don't know where else to go.” Your enemy doesn't say anything, instead they pull you into their arms, giving you a shoulder to cry on. [1]

@goddessofdawns (x) Bucky Barnes x Reader

7. The best friends to lovers “Let’s just kiss to see what it’s like.” They kiss, followed by the characters pulling away, eyes still closed, forehead against forehead, lingering… and then they go in for the second kiss. [5]

@goddessofdawns (x) Newt (Maze Runner) x Reader

8. You threaten your enemy, and when they close the distance between you, you realize how attracted you truly are to them. [1]

9. Pinning your enemy against the wall. Or straddling your enemy’s hips whilst they pin your arms above your head. [1]

@theravenclawgal (x) Sirius Black x Reader

10. You end up on your enemy's lap, and you yank the belt from their pants “Let's just get this over with.” [1]

11. You're about to leave the room, but your enemy slams the door shut, and with one hand on either side of your head, barricade you against the wall... (cue the reckless make-out session). [2]

@band--psycho (x) James Potter x Reader

12. You’re sharing a bed with your enemy and being told “Stay on your side or I'll set this whole bed on fire”. Only to wake up the next day with your enemy's arms wrapped around you. [2]

@forever-and-more (x) Lorcan Salvaterre (Throne of Glass) x Reader

13. Your enemy has been badly wounded, and somebody needs to bandage them up, so you agree to help them, and suddenly they're shirtless, and you can't help but admire their body, something that cheeky bastard takes notice of. [1]

14. You've been wounded, your face is all bruised up. Your enemy puts a finger under your chin, bringing your eyes to theirs, asking “Who did this to you?”. When you don't answer, they ask you again “Who did this to you?”. [1]

@band--psycho (x) Klaus Mikaelson x Reader

@grimdevil (x) Regulus Black x Reader

15. You've just been hurt, you're bleeding out, and your enemy is freaking out, dropping the “I love you. I can't lose you” card, begging you not to close your eyes. [2]

@goddessofdawns (x) Loki Laufeyson x Reader

@forever-and-more (x) Lorcan Salvaterre (Throne of Glass) x Reader

16. Two characters look at each other, a tense silence between them and then bang, lips crash into each other as they can’t resist anymore and then one of them pins the other against the wall. [6]

@forever-and-more (x) Lorcan Salvaterre (Throne of Glass) x Reader

17. You had a really good time on the date tonight, and your date is asking for a good night kiss. It was only meant to be on the cheek, but then you pull back, our eyes meet, and there's a gravitational pull pulling you closer again. [6]

18. You’ve never been kissed before so your friend volunteers, but you decline because you’ve been best friends and it would be weird. But a couple hours later you lay awake in bed and can't stop thinking about what it would be like to kiss them and suddenly you regret what you said. [6]

@queen-of-brokenhearts (x) Hermione Granger x Female!Reader

Intimate / Domestic prompts

19. You are wearing your lover’s clothes when they say, “Can I get my shirt/hoodie back?” and you say “No.” or “Come and get it.”. [4]

@oliverwoodmarrymepls (x) Oliver Wood x Reader

20. You're talking on the phone and your lover quietly comes up behind you, wraps their arms around you, and starts gently kissing your neck. You begin to lose focus on your phone call as you concentrate on not making any noise. [3]

@band--psycho (x) Fred Weasley x Reader

21. You’re supposed to be mad at your lover but they’re holding your face and smiling, and you just can't resist it when they're pouting like that. [6]

22. You and your lover sitting next to each other at a table, and they rest their hand on your thigh, gently rubbing their thumb back and forth. [3]

23. Looking at your crush or lover only to find them already looking at you and when you make eye contact, they smile at you. [3]

@iliveiloveiwrite (x) - Benedict Bridgerton x Reader

24. You think mistletoe kisses are lame, but your love interest brings you under one, regardless of the season and suddenly you're all for it. [6]

25. You and your lover are in bed, when you say, “It’s time to get up.” and your lover pulls you back down, wraps their hands around your body, snuggles up close, preventing you from getting out of bed. [4]

26. Your lover is resting their head on your lap, falling asleep whilst you are playing with their hair. [4]

@oliverwoodmarrymepls (x) Oliver Wood x Reader

@band--psycho (x) Young!Remus Lupin x Reader

27. Having a piece of hair brushed off your face as you're reading or looking down. [3]

28. You're sick, and you can't kiss your lover, and it's an absolute torture. [6]

@msmarvelouswinchester (x) Jensen Ackles or Dean Winchester x Reader

29. Being asked “Are you sure?” (There's nothing sexier than consent) [3]

30. When it’s a slow burn, and the characters just look at each other like “Fuck it, I’m done with this.” and they finally kiss. [4]

@acourtofbooksandfantasy (x) Azriel (ACOTAR) x Reader

Dialogue prompts

Flirty / Sarcastic prompts

1. “Well, I guess it’s a good thing I like the sound of your voice, because you don’t seem to ever shut up.” [9]

2. “Is that a challenge?” [9]

3. “You’re cute when you’re nervous.” [15]

@will-be-a-fineline (x) Harry Styles x reader

4. “When have I ever put you in danger? Actually, don't answer that.” [11]

@wearywinchester (x) Dean Winchester x Reader

5. “I dare you.” [9]

6. “If you don’t shut up, I might as well kiss you to put that mouth to good use.” [9]

7. Character A: “Do yourself a favour, get laid.” Character B: “Why, are you offering?” [9]

@grimdevil (x) Draco Malfoy x Reader

@theravenclawgal (x) Sirius Black x Reader

8. Character A: “What if bite you?” Character B: “I’m into that.” [10]

9. Character A is returning a priced procession to Character B and says, “I want something in return.” Character B “What?”  Character A “You.” [2]

10. Character A: “What changed your mind? “ Character B: “You.” [7]

11. Character A: “What do you want?” Character B: “You.” [9]

12. Character A: “Just admit it.” Character B: “Admit what?” Character A: “I’m the best you’ve ever had.” [13]

13. Character A: “You haven’t listened to a word I’ve said, have you?” Character B: “And yet for some reason your mouth just keeps on going.” [8]

@wearywinchester (x) Dean Winchester x Reader

@theravenclawgal (x) Sirius Black x Reader

14. Character A: “I shouldn't have kissed you” “ Character B: You're right. But I should've.” [7]

15. Character A: “Do you flirt with everyone?” Character B: “Unfortunately, you’re the only one who caught my attention.” Character A: “Unfortunately?” [8]

@sexysirius (x) Sirius Black x Reader

16. Character B: “I like to keep my options open.” [8]

17. “I hate you. Oh, I hate you so much right now.” [11]

18. “Jesus Christ, you're annoying.” [11]

First kiss / Confession prompts

19. Character A: “Come over here.” Character B: “Why?” Character A: “You said you’ve never been kissed before. I’m planning on changing that.” [10]

20. Character A: “Just… don’t make this weird, all right?” Character B: “Meaning what?” Character A: “Meaning, don’t treat me like I haven’t been kissed before.” Character B: “But you… haven’t been kissed before.” Character A: “Look, I just want this over and done with, okay. I don’t want to be treated like a delicate flower. Kiss me like you mean it.” [10]

@band--psycho (x) Damon Salvatore x Reader

21. Character A: “I love you.” Character B: “I know.” Character A: “You knew?” Character B: “You haven’t exactly been discreet.” [15]

@band--psycho (x) Natasha Romanoff x Reader

22. “Listen, I know you’re busy, but… it’s important.” [15]

23. “I love you, and I don’t care if you don’t love me back. I just need you to know that I do.” [15]

24. Character A: “Do you have feelings for me?” Character B: “What?” Character A: “Do you have feelings for me?” [14]

25. “Is that truly, all it is? Just, two friends, hanging out?” [14]

@pregnant-piggy (x) Sirius Black x Reader

26. “I need to ask you something and I don’t want you to brush off the subject or turn it into a joke… I need you to be honest with me.” [14]

@grimdevil (x) Young!Sirius Black

27. “Are you… are you in love with me?” [14]

28. “I can’t stop thinking about you.” [14]

29. “All this time I thought you didn’t want me.” [14]

30. “If there’s something you want to tell me, now’s the time.” [14]

@wearywinchester (x) Dean Winchester x Reader

31. “There’s nothing going on between me and Character C. because the person I want to be with is standing right in front of me.” [14]

32. Character A: “I want this to work. I really do.” Character B: “Then we’re on the same page.” [16]

33. “I’ve missed you so much. I didn’t even think it was possible to miss someone this much.” [16]

34. “I know we're not together, but I might die today so I'm going to kiss you just in case there is no later.” [6]

Reassurance / Sweet prompts

35. “You could stay here, tonight. For as long as you'd like.” [7]

@oliverwoodmarrymepls (x) Oliver Wood x Reader

36. “Could you ever love someone like me?” [7]

37. Character A: “I've never been in love before.” Character B: “Then let me show you.” [7]

@goddessofdawns (x) Sam Wilson x Reader

38. “I can’t get up. You’re gonna have to carry me.” [11]

@goddessofdawns (x) Sam Wilson x Reader

39. “Are you okay with me kissing you?” [12]

@deanwanddamons (x) Jensen Ackles x Reader

40. “I feel safe with you. I always have.” [12]

@band--psycho (x) Newt (Maze Runner) x Reader

41. “I need you to know that you can always come to me.” [12]

@iliveiloveiwrite (x) - Benedict Bridgerton x Reader

42. Character A: “You’ll wait for me?” Character B: “For as long as I need to.” [12]

43. “I’ll always be there for you. Don’t you ever doubt that.” [12]

@band--psycho (x) George Weasley x Reader

44. “Don’t hide from me. you’re even more beautiful in the morning.” [13]

@will-be-a-fineline (x) Harry Styles x reader

45. “I’m going to kiss you until you’re sick of it.” [13]

@goddessofdawns (x) Sam Wilson x Reader

46. “Just hold me. I’m not ready to wake up.” [13]

@pregnant-piggy (x) Sirius Black x Reader

If you have any questions, don’t be afraid of sending me a message. My inbox is always open for everyone :)

Prompt lists used from @screnwriter and @dreamy-prose

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[applerubyy]

Ciao Adios

Summary: When you find your boyfriend cheating on you yo decide to expose him in the pettiest way you can think of.

Pairing: Steve Rogers x Reader (some Loki x Reader if you squint)

Word Count: 4k

Warnings: Cheating and cursing (I think that’s it?)

A/N: Hi! So this is my first time writing and posting anything here so if its terrible please tell me nicely :). This is some AU where everyone lives and all is happy ok? Also english is not my first language so I apologize in advance for any grammar or spelling mistakes. Anyway, if it turns out that some of you like it I think I’d be willing to do a part 2 if you like. Hope you enjoy it! <3. Btw, the gif is not mine so credit to whoever made it.

Crack. That’s the sound of your heart breaking, ripped to pieces in just a few seconds. And no, you were not exaggerating. Seeing your boyfriend kissing someone else while taking off their clothes would do that to a person. And in his office of all places.

How did you not see that coming? They had a lot in common and they did spend a lot of time together but you were just so naïve thinking that he was the most trust-worthy person ever that you looked the other way and believed him when he told you she was “just a friend”. 

Just a friend my ass you thought as you calmly walked to your room. No running, that would draw attention to you and you didn’t need that. No crying either, because once you started you wouldn’t be able to stop. Walking down the hallway and taking the elevator to your floor feels like it takes forever. 

Time is funny that way. It has that annoying tendency to slow down or speed up at the worst times. Like when you were in college and the clock seemed to literally stop, you would look at the time and it was 10:20 am and check again after what felt like half an hour for it to be 10:25 am. Or like when you are having fun with your friends at a club and you see it’s 12:30 but when you look again a few minutes later it’s 2:40. Right now it feels like the former, time seems to have slowed down. Maybe Dr. Strange did something to it? No, that’s stupid, he wouldn’t play with time that way.

Finally the elevator pings open and you rush to your room. Well, it’s not only your room anymore. You share it with him and everything is a reminder of what you just saw. The art supplies on the desk by the window, the famous shield leaning against the wall near the door, the messy bed where you sleep together every night …

And every single thing brings tears to your eyes until finally, the dam breaks and you let the tears fall down. You bring your hand to your mouth to muffle a sob that brings you to your knees. Crying is the only thing you can do right now because your brain is stuck on a loop. All you can see is Steve kissing her, unbuttoning her shirt with one hand while the other grabbed her ass. And all you can hear are their moans, Sharon’s whimper when he touched her and his groan as he did so. 

And now you are full on crying and choking on air because that scene keeps replaying itself over and over no matter how much you want it to stop. And you do, Gosh you do because there is so much your heart can take and this is too much. It shatters you in more ways than one. It makes you question everything you thought you knew about him, about her, about your relationship and about yourself.

You remember the first time you met him. You were already in college and looking for an internship. Luckily you happened to be the niece of the one and only Pepper Potts. And who wouldn’t want to work near Earth's mightiest heroes? You sure did. You were studying journalism and communications in New York and working with the Avengers was the ultimate dream, one that was about to come true.

Your first day was uneventful, it consisted mainly of coffee runs, delivering files and passing messages along. That was until your third coffee run where you ran straight into a wall, well actually it wasn’t a wall but it felt like it. The coffee spilled everywhere, on your clothes and his, and you were going to fall on your butt if it wasn’t for him grabbing your arms to steady you. Imagine your surprise when you looked up to see Captain America himself.

And that’s the moment your love story started. It seemed like something straight out of a romantic comedy and you loved it. It started with flirting, a date and then another, him asking you to be his girlfriend and finally asking you to move in once you graduated. It felt like a fairytale.

Tony wasn't very happy about you and the Capsicle but he saw how happy you were so he tried to be happy too. Tony was your uncle even if you didn’t share any blood. Growing up you would visit your aunty Pepper in New York and he was always around, you even stayed at his house when Pepper and him had to work. So, you two became really close even before he became Iron Man and started dating your aunt. 

The same thing happened with Rhody. Your close relationship with Tony meant you were close to him too, seeing as he was one of the most important people in his life. Rhody treated you like his niece and was the only one he didn’t make fun of which you took as the ultimate compliment. 

So those three you knew before you started working at the compound and before Steve. But once you started working there you met the rest of the Avengers. Being Pepper and Tony's niece and Steve's girlfriend meant they all wanted to get to know you. 

You met Bruce Banner, the Hulk, and you became really close. But that was thanks to his close relation with Tony and all the time you spent with him working on his social media presence to make sure people saw him as more than just the green monster who smashes things. After a while of working there they promoted you and now you manage the Avengers social media.

Nat and Wanda became your best friends from the moment you met. You just clicked and hung out as much as possible, being the only girls on the team meant they were really happy to have another female added to the mix. As for Vision, he liked you because Wanda did, simple as that.

Bucky and Sam were the funniest people ever, their constant bickering always brought a smile to your face and they welcomed you with open arms. Happy that their friend had finally found someone to be with.

Thor and Clint were like the fun uncles you got to see every once in a while. The God of Thunder was like an excited puppy and would hug you till you couldn’t breath every time he came to Earth and Clint would joke around with you and FaceTime you when he was with his kids because they loved you (“best babysitter ever” that called you).

You met Peter when he started working for your uncle. He was a sweet kid and your love of memes, vines and pop culture made you instant friends. He would ask you for advice on girls and tell you science jokes.

But we all know not all fairytales have a happy ending and this one definitely didn’t. You’re feeling so many things at once. There’s anger, sadness, jealousy and something else you can’t put your finger on. You keep crying and are unable to move from your kneeling position on the floor. Checking the clock you realize you’ve been on the floor crying for an hour so you stand up.

Taking a shower seems like the best thing to do, your head is pounding and your face is all puffy. As you shower it hits you, that other feeling swirling around is inevitability. In a way you always thought he was too good for you, you always thought he would eventually get tired of you and trade you for someone else. 

It just hurt too much that it was her, the woman he shared so much with. The niece of Peggy Carter, his first love. An agent of S. H. I. E. L. D.  Someone who risked their life for the world like he did. Someone prettier. Someone better than you.

Yeah, you were definitely on a self-pity party. But you needed to be miserable for a while, to cry it all out, to hurt so that you could move on to the next stage of grief: anger. And when that came, there was no stopping you.

You weren’t a mean person, or a petty one. You gave everyone countless opportunities and forgave way too easily so you never really got angry. But when you did, when you said enough is enough, yeah, you better watch out. That could be the meanest bitch you ever met and she had no mercy.

So you got out of the shower, dried yourself and started getting ready. Tony was throwing yet another party about who knows what and you were not missing it. You liked parties, they were the perfect excuse for wearing pretty dresses and putting on make up. And tonight you were going all out. 

Your inner bitch was concocting a plan and you were going with it.

You hear the door open and prepare yourself to put on the best acting of your life. You take a deep breath and in the sweetest voice you can muster say: “Steve is that you babe?”

“Yeah doll it’s me” you hear him say. A few second later he pops into the bedroom and gives you a peck on the lips as you continue with your makeup.

“How was your day?” Steve asks as he takes off his clothes, probably to take a shower. “I missed you today, i went by your office but you weren’t there” he says with a small frown between his eyes. You could stare at his blue eyes forever but snap out of it when you remember what he did. 

“Oh not much, i left work earlier to get ready for tonight” you answer. Shit your work. You really did leave like that, but after tonight hopefully they’ll understand. “You should start getting ready, the party starts in thirty minutes”.

He smiles at you and tells you he’s going to take a quick shower before getting dressed. He goes to the bathroom and you feel like breaking the mirror but instead take a few deep breaths and remind yourself he’s getting what he deserves later on. With that in mind you finish applying you makeup and smile at yourself, you look good. Moving on to your hair you decide to do some loose waves and that’s it, you really don’t know how to make those complicated updos.

Steve gets out of the shower and starts putting on his suit. Men really do have it easier you think to yourself when you see all the work you had to do and he just showers and that’s it.

You take your dress out of the closet and admire it. It really is beautiful. It has a deep plunging neckline that shows a lot of cleavage and is skin tight with a slit on one side. The fact that it is silver with sequins makes it even better. Pepper helped you pick this dress. 

You put on the dress and admire yourself in the mirror. You look good. Behind you, you hear a whistle and turn around to see Steve watching you lust in his eyes. He comes closer and grabs you by the waist, pulling you to him.

“You look stunning” he says as he wets his bottom lip. “I can’t wait to take it off of you when we get back”. Lying cheating bastard.

“Can't wait” you lie as you wrap your arms around his neck and kiss him. This is just a kiss goodbye you tell yourself. One last kiss before he’s out of your life and probably runs to her. Tears threaten to fill your eyes but you hold them down. Not now.

You break the kiss when the need to breathe is too strong. Grabbing his hand you start walking towards the door and say: “Come on, we’re already late”.

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The party had already started once you walk in and in true Tony fashion it is elegant and extravagant. Everyone is there: S. H. I. E. L. D. agents, the Avengers themselves, politicians and a few famous people. 

You and Steve walk to the bar and order drinks. A whiskey for him and a strawberry daiquiri for you, yes you are that basic but hey, it tastes awesome. He offers you his arm and with drinks in your hands you start looking for your friends. A lot of people stop you on the way, nobody wants to miss an opportunity to talk to Captain America.

One thing, or rather on person, catches your attention: Loki. He’s sitting on one of the cushions alone with a drink in his hand. It’s weird to see him there. Sure, he was redeeming himself for what he did in 2012 and Thor said he was doing better but he rarely left Asgard (he “hated mortals”) and when he did come to Earth it wasn’t for a party.

As if he could feel you staring he turns his head and locks his eyes with yours. You weren’t going to lie, he was gorgeous. He was incredibly tall, had those charming green eyes and was actually funny (but you’d never admit that to anyone). But you were in love with Steve and never saw him as anything more than Thor's hot brother. And everyone in the Avengers was hot so that’s not saying much.

You turn away from him and see Nat and Wanda on the dance floor and you tell Steve you’ll see him later and to go find his friends. He’ll need them after tonight you think to yourself. You greet the girls and start dancing with them, for a moment forgetting about what you saw today and putting Loki out of your mind.

The three of you decided to take a break and order some more drinks. Once at the bar Wanda orders for you and when your drinks arrive you go back to the dance floor. You spend the next few hours dancing, talking to your friends and pretending that nothing's wrong. Talking to Steve and pretending that nothing's wrong. Hugging Steve and pretending that nothing's wrong. Kissing Steve and pretending that nothing's wrong.

The fact that Sharon is at the party doesn’t help at all. When you see her talking or touching him you feel like you’re gonna lose it but you remain strong. You remind yourself of your plan and try to keep them out of your mind.

There’s a small stage at the far end of the room and you see your uncle Tony step on it and grab the microphone.

“Hello everyone and thank you for coming to another one of my amazing parties. I hope you are having a good time and taking advantage of the free bar over there” he points to the other side of the room and continues, “Now for what we have all been waiting for: karaoke! And yes, i want everyone to sing something because that’s the whole point of this. I'm looking at you Manchurian Candidate, you’re singing”.

With that he gets off the stage and passes the mic to Sam who decided to sing a Marvin Gaye song. He’s pretty good actually but you can’t fully concentrate on him because your mind is going a thousand miles an hour for what it’s going to happen later.

More people go up and sing their songs and you applaud when they’re done. Nobody is talking much, they're all too busy either laughing at the others performance, drinking or actually listening to the songs. You’re sitting with Steve to your right, Bruce to your left and the rest of the Avengers nearby. You’re your own little group.

It’s finally your turn and as you walk to the stage you can hear your friends whistling and cheering you on. Once you’re up on the stage you choose the song and start singing. 

Ask you once, ask you twice now

There's lipstick on your collar

You say she's just a friend now

Then why don't we call her?

So you wanna go home with someone

To do all the things you used to do to me

I swear, I know you do

Used to take me out in your fancy car

And make out in the rain

And when I ring you up

Don't know where you are

'Til I hear her say your name

Used to sing along when you played guitar

That's a distant memory

Hope she treats you better than you treated me, ha

As you continue singing you get more and more confident and take the mic. You walk off the little stage and over to your friends while dancing and you can see them smiling, clapping and having fun. They have no idea how much i mean all of this you think. You look at Steve and he’s completely oblivious. Good, you want to take him by surprise. You arrive at your little circle of friends and start singing the chorus.

I'm onto you, yeah you

I'm not your number one

I saw you with her

Kissing and having fun

If you're giving her all of your money and time

I'm not gonna sit here wasting mine on you, yeah, you

Ciao adios, I'm done

Ciao adios, I'm done

Ciao adios, I'm done

You keep dancing and go back to back with Wanda who’s also singing along. You then turn to Nat and she grabs your hand and makes you do a little spin. 

After three, after four times

Why did I bother?

Tell me how many more times

Does it take to get smarter?

Don't need to deny the hurt and the lies

And all of the things you did to me

I swear, I know you did

And now you take her out in your fancy car

And make out in the rain

And when she rings you up

She know where you are

But I know differently

Now she sings along when you play guitar

Making brand new memories

Hope you treat her better than you treated me

You go up to Tony and he starts dancing around you busting out some dad moves. You laugh and keep on singing and dancing.

I'm onto you, yeah you

I'm not your number one

I saw you with her

Kissing and having fun

If you're giving her all of your money and time

I'm not gonna sit here wasting mine on you, yeah, you

Ciao adios, I'm done (I'm done)

Ciao adios, I'm done (no, no, no, no)

Ciao adios, I'm done

If you're giving her all of your money and time

I'm not gonna sit here wasting mine on you, yeah, you

Ciao adios, I'm done

And now you take her out in your fancy car

And make out in the rain

And when she rings you up

She know where you are

But I know differently

Now she sings along when you play guitar

Making brand new memories

Hope you treat her better than you treated me

You walk back to the stage as you sing and step up. You put the mic back into place and sing the last part of the song.

I'm onto you, yeah you

I'm not your number one

I saw you with her (with her)

Kissing and having fun (and fun)

If you're giving her all of your money and time

I'm not gonna sit here wasting mine on you, yeah, you

Ciao adios, I'm done (I'm done)

Ciao adios, I'm done (you get on with your life, I'll get on with my life)

Ciao adios, I'm done

If you're giving her all of your money and time

I'm not gonna sit here wasting mine on you, yeah, you

Ciao adios, I'm done

When you’re done people are clapping and cheering and you look to your friends to see them all smiling. You look at everyone and make a little mock bow and when you straighten you see Loki sitting on the same couch as before. But this time he’s looking at you and he’s laughing, not smiling and cheering but actually laughing.

You look back at your friends and say “Thank you, thank you” with a smile on your face. You continue , “I wanted to dedicate this song to my boyfriend Steve” you point at him.

“In case it wasn’t clear enough, i wanted to tell you that i saw you with Sharon��. You could hear a pin drop. No one was talking and all eyes were on you. This is what you wanted, to humiliate him as much as he did you. And what better way to do it than publicly? Oh but you weren’t done.

You could see Steve's face going pale and nobody knew where to look, if at you or at him. Tony look ready to murder him as did Rhody, Pepper, Peter and Bruce. Thor, Clint and Vision looked shocked. But Bucky, Sam, Nat and Wanda looked guilty.

Your heart breaks a little more when you realize they knew. You can’t really blame Bucky and Sam for not telling you, they were Steve's friends after all. But you thought the girls were your friends, that they would have told you. Apparently you overestimated that friendship.

You keep on smiling and continue “So… I’m breaking up with you. Hope she was a good fuck and wasn’t uncomfortable with the fact that you were once in love with her aunt”. You do a dramatic pause and make a little disgusted face. “Anyway, if I’m lucky i´ll never see you again. Have a great life!”

And with that, you walk off the stage and make your way to your friends. Steve is rooted to the spot and his face is red with embarrassment. You walk up to him, look him straight in the eye and give him an evil smile. He gulps and opens his mouth as if he’s about to say something and then closes it. He does is two more times and still nothing comes out.

You turn to your group and look at Wand and Nat, who can’t seem to be able to look you in the eye. You sigh and say: “Who want enemies when they can have you as their best friends right?”. They look up then and start talking. Telling you how sorry they are and to please forgive them. You raise your hand to silence them and they do.

You go to your aunt and uncle who look like there should be smoke coming out of their ears and say: “I’m gonna stay in a hotel for the night, can’t stand to be here anymore”. Tony scrunches his eyebrows and look at you like you’re crazy.

“Hell no. You’re staying here. We can find him another room to sleep in but you’re not leaving. If anyone’s leaving is Mr. Star-spangled over there” he practically screams the last part as he points at Steve.  

You take a deep breath and hug him. It takes him by surprise but he puts his arms around you. “I appreciate it uncle Tony but i can’t stay at the compound, it just hurts too much” you say as you let go. Turning to your aunt you hug her as well and say: “Thank you for everything but I quit”.

The moment those words leave your mouth everyone starts talking at the same time telling you how crazy you are and to think about it. You just smile at them and tell them you already made up your mind. “I'm gonna go pack a bag and ask Happy to take me to a hotel nearby. Please make sure he doesn’t follow” you say as you point to a still red-faced Captain America. 

With that you turn around and leave. The room is silent for a few seconds before you hear your friends all screaming at Steve. You look around for a second and notice that Loki is staring at you with a smirk on his face. When you look him in the eye he raises his glass at you ant takes a sip. 

You give him a small smile and walk through the doors towards the elevator.  

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A Wife for Thor Pt.09

11/12/2020

Stirrings

Pairing: King!Thor x Reader          Word Count: 6,297

Warnings: language, very light smut, sexual situations, weddings, marriage, pregnancy

A/N: So this is it. This is the one. I hope y’all like it. This is where plot rears its head. Or begins to anyway. I’ll leave y’all to enjoy it. If you do happen to like it and reblog it, thanks so much for helping me spread my work! xoxo

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Dinner with the Warriors Three is eventful.

Several plates have already been knocked to the ground. Goblets and large mugs of mead and ale drop to slosh across the floor in the ruckus.

With a small yeep you duck just in time as a large sturdy turkey leg dripping with honey glaze and butter flies towards you and then hits the wall behind you.

“Hey!” Thor disapproves at Fandral and Hilde, reaching out towards you with his large hand.

He curls his fingers at you, calling you to him and you rise from your chair. You gather your skirts and scurry towards him in obedience. He wraps his arm around your waist and leads you to sit in his lap, turning slightly sideways so that he can shift to protect you with his body if he needs to.

“Watch where you’re throwing things!” He chastises but is ignored.

Volstagg had also cried out when Thor had, and their voices all mix together.

“Hey!” He rises from his seat so abruptly that it falls back and clatters noisily onto the floor. “Stop wasting the best parts!”

From the spot beside you where the turkey leg had clearly been aimed at but missed, Loki wipes at the juices that sprinkled his face as it flew by.

Heimdall chuckles lightly, his deep timber made to rival Thor’s you feel. Hilde also laughs, reaching out quickly to take Fandral’s plate from him before he can grab another piece of food.

“If you couldn’t take the comeback, why did you mouth off?” Loki asks Fandral, other than his wiping, he seems unphased.

“It was a simple question, Loki.” Fandral counters.

“No, it was a jab.” Sif is actually smiling, and you’ve taken to staring at her every few seconds.

She’s not paying attention to you in the moment, so you sitting on Thor’s lap is not her focus. It gives you lots of time to just admire her beauty. She’s so freaking pretty!

She’s also very much a part of this group. You can see where she fits now and she’s indispensable to these lovely Asgardians.

“All I did was ask him if he has a girl!”

“That’s assuming a woman is what he wants.” Hogun rationalizes, reaching to grab the large roll on his plate.

It’s not a normal roll. It’s made differently than what you know. It tastes amazing, but it has flavors that you’ve never had on Earth before.

“Ooh, that’s a good point.” Hilde snaps her fingers, pointing at Hogun before leaning against the table, arms folded and pushing her empty plate away. “So, what is it, Loki? Male? Female? Non-gendered?”

Loki looks highly aware of the fact that everyone seems to be watching him now. Even you find yourself looking at him, waiting to learn more about your brother-in-law to be.

He finishes wiping his face, dropping his napkin on the table before he leans back, placing his hands on his thighs. He meets Hilde’s gaze and gives her a narrowed eye grimace as he answers, “I don’t have a preference.”

The table seems to deflate, all of them disappointed for some reason.

“Well, that’s gonna make it harder to find you someone.” Volstagg acknowledges.

“It means we’ll have a wider pool to choose from.” Heimdall reasons.

“Loki would need to learn to put others before himself before he can even think about being with someone.” Sif contributes, bringing down the pleasant atmosphere a little.

You can feel Thor tense underneath you, your hands hurrying to give his wide shoulders a squeeze where you’ve got hold of them as he looks to his left at his lifelong friend.

“Sif…” He pleads.

Suddenly, this moment seems endless.

Everyone is silent. Across the table, you see Loki looking a little wounded. Like he’s been punched in the chest. Not hard, but enough to make him flinch.

You don’t like it. You really don’t like it.

You look at Sif with new eyes. And you speak before you can stop yourself. The anger that builds in your chest bubbles up and it’s bitter. It tastes like acid.

Until this moment, you hadn’t realized how much her unwelcoming behavior towards you has bothered you.

“You’re joking right?”

She looks at you.

Thor’s arm loosens around your waist, his hand finding a spot on your hip.

She doesn’t seem to have anything to say, but you have plenty.

“I guess your rudeness doesn’t stop at me, but apparently extends to even your lifelong friends.” You’re seething, chest burning, head getting fuzzier as the adrenaline from confronting her getting the better of your senses.

“Cherub…” Thor whispers, not to stop you, but with worry.

A realization overcomes his face as it softens, and he sees how much her refusal to be nice has hurt you.

“Just so you know, since the moment I met Loki he’s been nothing but kind to me. He’s been friendly and supportive and helpful and already the best brother-in-law I could ask for. I was seriously excited to meet you and get to know you because I’d heard a lot about your accomplishments but since I got here you’ve been nothing but abrasive, dismissive, and inappropriate with the way you act around Thor when you think I’m not watching.

“As far as I’m concerned, the only one that needs learn to put others before themselves at this table, is you. And if I could have it my way, I would ask you not to come to the wedding on Thursday but I know Thor wants you there so, as your Queen, I’m ordering you to come, whether you like it or not.”

The room is silent. Even Vostagg has frozen, mid-chew.

You get up, Thor’s hand stuck to your hip as if glued there, but he doesn’t stop you. Everyone else stands, even Hilde and Sif. Though she does it more slowly, chewing on the inside of her lip.

“I can’t eat anymore.” You huff. “I’ve lost my appetite.”

You make for the door but stop as you reach it, hand placed on the handle before you turn back towards the table and find Loki.

“For what it’s worth, anyone you choose would be lucky to have you.” With a final firm nod, you shove the doors open and stomp your way back to your room, taking the stairs as quickly as you can while hiking up your dress so that you don’t trip.

Even though your hands are shaking, your heart pounding, you feel much lighter now.

In your room, you strip the day away, dress left in a mess just inside the door. Your shoes just after. Stockings. Bra. Underwear at the bathroom doorway.

The water is already steaming hot when you walk into it, a sigh of relief hissing through your lips as you dip down into the water until your shoulders are submerged.

You’re not sure how long you steep there in the water—it could be seconds or hours—before you finally hear the bedroom door open.

“Y/N?” The voice pulls you from your empty space, that soundless pit in your mind where you go when you drift off into non-linear tangents of thought.

It’s the space where most of your stories come from. A space no one but you knows about.

“Leaving me breadcrumbs, cherub?” Thor asks, his voice lower, still out in the room. “This trail is intriguing.”

Half of your lip curls up in a smile, you keep your back to the bathroom door, intent on keep your mouth shut as long as you can so that you can hear what he really thinks about what you’ve just done in that dining hall.

“Dress. Stockings. Brassiere.” He clears his throat, and when he speaks again, his voice cracks. “Underwear.”

He’s in the bathroom doorway now, and you hear the hiss of all of your clothing fall back to the ground as he drops it at the sight of you.

“Hello. Might I join you?” He’s actually asking and will go away if you tell him he can’t.

Because you still don’t want to speak, you look over your shoulder at him and give him a gentle nod.

You keep watching him, staring at him as he reaches up and unhooks the straps on his armor. He moves to the long wooden slat bench along the wall and places it there. He follows it with his black shirt, then he sits and pulls off his shoes.

As he takes off each piece, he looks up at you, meeting your eyes and watches you for any give in your mood.

Whenever he’s not looking at you, you admire the bend and shift of his muscular torso. There’s a power in his body that you’re familiar with. Not strength. That’s not what you mean.

He’s got muscles, sure, and he can lift probably tons. You’ve seen the clips of him in fights around Earth.

What you’re thinking about is the power underneath all the appealing surface. He radiates it and it’s intoxicating. It makes you feel safe when he’s with you.

With his boots placed aside, he stands and unbuckles the leather belt around his waist. He opens the front of his pants and pushes them down.

No underwear.

You’re seriously tempted to smile at the fact that he’s been going commando all day long.  You resist.

He throws them behind him then sits on the edge of the pool before lowering himself into the heated water.

He sighs in comfort but doesn’t give himself time to relish in the feeling before he’s moving towards you, the sloshy water splashing his golden body.

You wrap your arms around yourself just as Thor wraps his around you too. He pulls you close, smooshing your breasts against his chest.

He dips down to kiss your bare shoulder, then your neck, side of your chin, then finally a small and incredibly irresistible peck to your lips that almost cracks you. You almost throw yourself on him.

Instead you pucker right back, kissing him because you can’t resist him completely.

He really does have you wrapped around his finger.

“I hope you don’t take this the wrong way, but I have worried how you would handle yourself in this position of authority that you’re marrying into.” Thor admits, tracing the curve of your shoulder with his large fingers.

He dips down again, kissing it then nips at it, teeth grazing lightly to pull on the skin.

It makes you shiver.

“You should give me some orders too.” Thor mumbles, his voice thick with arousal.

You really wanna laugh. Instead you keep silent and after a few moments, he pulls back to look at your face. Neutral. Eyes observant. No sign as to what you might be feeling.

The atmosphere grows more serious. Even though he’s got you squeezed to him, when he meets your eyes, you can see the worry there.

“Why didn’t you say anything before if you were that upset about Sif?”

“I did say something.” You remind him. “And I’m sure Loki did too. And Hilde.”

“No,” Thor shakes his head. “All of you said that she was jealous and unwelcoming. You are the only one that could have told me that it was really bothering you.”

And he’s right. You hadn’t exactly acted like it bothered you except a passing wish that you could get to know her.

With a shrug you shake your head.

“I didn’t realize how much it was bothering me until tonight. She wasn’t being awful or anything. She just hasn’t said much to me.”

He’s silent for a bit, your eyes on the water by his elbow.

His hands find the sides of your face and gently he coaxes your gaze up to meet his own.

“I hate the thought of you suffering in silence.” He says, deep voice soothing the knots in your chest. “Promise you will tell me if anything or anyone hurts you. I will try my best to make it better.”

“You can’t fight my battles for me, Thor. I can take care of myself.”

“Yes, I can see that. But you don’t have to. I’d like to be useful if it’s possible. This might sound a little pathetic, but I’d very much like you to make me feel needed.” He pouts, and even though he’s playing with you, his words are real.

He doesn’t like being caught off guard. Not when it comes to things he should know. And by the looks of his face, the way that his playful pout turns into a real downturn to the corners of his lips, you fall under that category of things he should be aware of.

You nod, head barely moving underneath his heated hold.

He leans down to kiss you, just a loving peck before he wraps his arms around you to squish you against his body again and he tilts his head, urging your lips open with the tip of his tongue. He breathes in, a small moan pulled out of him as you swirl your tongue around his, tasting him. The honey in his ale still fresh.

He pulls back, eye still shut as he groans again. “Mmph, I could kiss you all day long and do nothing else.”

You know what he means. There’s something about these kisses, so charged. They feel amazing, toe curling.

Whatever chemistry the two of you have is all consuming and you don’t mind.

“Also, in case you think it went without my notice, I want to thank you for standing up for Loki.” Thor pushes your hair away from your face, leaning down to press another quick peck to your lips. “It means a lot to me that he has someone else on his side. After everything that’s happened, it’s hard for some people to see that he’s changed.”

“He’s been very nice to me. I didn’t like Sif talking to him like that. I know that I probably stepped on her toes. She’s known him longer than me, but the look on his face after she said what she said…” It’s making your blood boil all over again.

“Loki has done many things to warrant her mistrust, but her words were cruel. I’m very grateful you spoke on his behalf. I’m certain it meant a lot to Loki too.”

You untangle your arms from between your bodies, wrap them around him under his arms and lay your head against his chest.

“He’s my family now.” You sigh. “Both of you.”

It’s your new truth. You’re not alone anymore!

“I will fight for both of you if anyone hurts you.”

You feel it so fiercely that you squeeze him, and he actually groans at the gesture. You know that you can’t hurt him though, and he’s just humoring you.

He chuckles against your hair, kissing your head as he holds you back.

“I’m so glad you chose to come meet me.” Thor whispers, running his hand along the curve of your back.

“I’m so glad they forced me to come meet you.”

Both of you laugh.

~~~~~~~~~~

The planet is nearly decimated.

It’s a shell of what it once was, but dark still. The cold bites harshly.

The rough terrain is snow-covered. Ice grows from the ground into tall towers that rise hundreds of feet into the frigid air.

In a crater, full of crumbling structures that once stood tall and menacing, is the entrance to a cave. The darkness dips down and winds through the ice, unstable and shifting, with cracks along ground walls and ceiling.

Despite the bitter cold, a small green light begins to glow down in the darkest pit.

The cave suddenly stretches, a ginormous cavern hundreds of feet in Jotunheim’s depths.

Through the darkness paces a figure, small in stature but glowing an almost ethereal jade. The light pulsates, wrapped around a female form. Her body is perfection. The Venus made flesh.

Her long blonde tresses cascade along her back, a golden river flowing past her waist. On her head a smooth emerald helm with twin peaks rising up like horns on either side of her brow.

Her tunic, well worn in the exact same shade of green as her helm as is the rest of her outfit. Over a pair of leather pants, an armored soft strap skirt laces up along her hips, and tall boot with a helix design in line stop just above her knees.

Her bodice is laced at her front, leather ties tied tight to keep out the cold. Her strong yet slender shoulders are wrapped in a long green cape, gray bear’s fur lining the neck for warmth. It sweeps around her as she carves a line in the ice with her restless movements.

From the darkest corner of the large cavern comes a deep but weakened voice.

“Cease your pacing, Asgardian. Before I stop it for you.”

His words are followed by a wheezing breath, a cough, and a deep slow sigh.

The woman stops, crossing her arms across her chest as she stares into the dark.

“How much longer must we wait? I can feel him slipping away from me. His eyes have wandered, yet again.” She drops one arm, slapping at her cloak in frustration.

“Your obsession with Odin’s whelp escapes my understanding.” The deep voice breathes in again, wheezes as he breathes out. “Remember my intent, witch. I will kill the God of Thunder.”

“Yes, I heard you the first million times you told me. I do not need the constant reminder. Thor will die.” She sighs, turning to look towards the entrance of the cavern, in search for the handsome golden face that rests in her heart. “You can kill him, as long as he dies loving me and only me. Thor is mine.”

~~~~~~~~~~

It’s your fifth time zoning out, your mouth slightly open as you stare at the reflection in your new vanity shoved into Thor’s spacious room.

“Your Highness?” Estrid nudges you, leaning forward to try and catch your attention.

“Hm?” You jump, turning to look at her with wide eyes.

She smiles at you kindly, knowing the source of your distraction. It isn’t hard to guess.

“What color rose shall we put in your hair?”

“Um…” You look down at your wedding dress, carefully spread out around you and held in place by your new set of intricate silver armor. It was cold when they’d put it on you, the metal touching your bare shoulders, but it’s padded so that it doesn’t hurt.

The design is very practical. It’s real armor that you’re expected to wear for official military events or if there is an actual attack on the palace. You’re going to be a warrior people’s Queen and a warrior husband’s wife. The armor is made for you to use.

That doesn’t mean it isn’t also beautiful.

Thor made very specific requests to its pieces. Along the sides around your stomach is a delicate floral design. The shoulder pieces, not to be worn today because it makes you look gentler and more refined, are also decorated along its edges with vines of smaller flowers and at one outer corner of each piece is a blooming rose with its petals spread wide.

Along your wrists and forearms you wear bracers, just as beautifully decorated and there to help hold your sleeves down.

“Thor’s armor will be black?” You check, trying to remember what he’s supposed to wear.

“Actually, Your Highness, his Majesty’s armor will be silver, to match your own. With gold highlights along his breast plate. His cape will still be red. That is his best color.” She smiles, her hand resting by the collection of roses in a wooden box that had been filled this morning from the gardens.

“Then we’ll go with the red rose. The one in full bloom, and this lighter one, in half bloom.” You touch each one gently, caressing the velvety petals in admiration of their pretty color.

“An excellent choice, Your Highness.” Estrid quickly goes to attaching them, adjusting your hair on the top of your head and pinning them into place.

“Are you almost ready?” Hilde’s voice filters in, the door now wide open as she stands there staring in at you.

Her eyes are bright, her mouth open in awe.

“Does it look bad?” You worry, reaching up to touch your hair then reaching down to fuss with the armor.

“You look…” Hilde stops, at a loss.

“Beautiful.” David provides, a calm smile stretched across his lips.

“You made it!” You gasp, getting to your feet just as Estrid finishes with the flowers and rush to him.

He hugs you, laughing as you squeeze him tight.

“Ouch,” he says, teasing you.

“Oh, I’m so sorry!” You pull away and he laughs a bit more loudly. “I thought you weren’t going to make it back in time. Where did you go?”

“I had a favor to do for your husband to be.” David explains, then pushes you back so that he can take a better look at you. “You are really, absolutely beautiful.”

That makes you feel better. More confident.

“He’s so right.” Hilde agrees, nodding with what looks like joy in her eyes.

“Thanks, Hilde. David? You are going to walk me down the aisle, right?”

David’s face goes blank. He looks to Hilde and then to Estrid before he meets your eyes again.

“Me?”

“Yeah, you!” You laugh, giving his arms a squeeze. “David, you’re the closest thing I have to family in my life. You’ve been a real father to me through all of this and everything before. Of course, I want you to walk me down the aisle.”

David’s eyes slowly grow misty, his smile growing wide by the moment before he pulls you back into a gentle hug.

“It would be my honor.” David whispers just for you.

“Ooh, none of that.” Hilde interrupts, reaching out to pull the two of you apart. “No crying, you’ll ruin your makeup and Estrid will have to do it again.”

You all laugh. Sweet chuckles of impending excitement as the hour that will change your life grows closer.

You seriously cannot believe that in less than two hours, you’ll be married. More importantly, you’ll be the queen of an entire people.

Most of them have been so welcoming. They’ve eaten up any information they could get on you and you’ve been so grateful for their kindness.

“Hey guys? Anyone here?” A soft lilting voice flitters in from the doorway and you turn to see who posses such a sweet sounding tone.

What you find, you aren’t expecting.

Completely contrary to the small and gentle voice stands what looks like a large collection of massive rocks piled up in the shape of a burly man.

There is a definition at the end of its arms of hands, feet without shoes at the ends of its legs. And at the center of the large mass that makes up its head is a kind looking face. Pure eyes. And he’s got it all topped with a slick black suit and a light blue tie.

He lifts his massive hand and waves it. It’s a minute movement as he stands up straighter with all eyes in the room on him.

“You’re a Kronan.” You realize, pointing at him rudely.

“Yeah, my name is Korg. Thor’s best friend and best man. Even though I’m not really his best man, since there is no best man in Asgardian weddings which is a shame since I would probably most definitely have been his choice. After Loki of course. That’s his brother. And probably Heimdall. His other best friend. And the Warriors Three. But definitely before Miek.”

You chuckle once, a slightly surprised and nervous laugh before you reach out towards him to shake his hand.

“It’s nice to meet you, Korg. Thor was telling me about you yesterday. I’m Y/N. I’m so glad we can finally meet.” You wait patiently as his face goes slightly slack for a moment then he eagerly reaches out to take your tiny hand in his huge one.

He barely closes it around your own but shakes it with enthusiasm.

“Thor said you were a pretty lady. He failed to tell me about how nice you are. You’ll have to come over some time. To my house? We can play some Fortnite. I’ll even let you take the mythic.” He spouts, and you laugh again, just once.

“Oh. Okay. That’s so nice of you.”

He takes his hand back and Hilde finally moves to stand beside you.

“Did you just come to meet Her Highness? Or do you have a message from Thor?”

“Oh, yes. I nearly forgot. Thank you, Valkyrie. The car is here and ready to take you on the drive through the city?”

“Drive through the city?” You turn your confusion to Hilde and she waves to Estrid for your cloak who then rushes away to fetch it.

“It’s a quick procession through the main roads. Since the city temple hasn’t been built, this will be the only way for the people to see you. Normally they would come to the temple to be witness to the ceremony.” She explains.

“So, that’s why we’re having the wedding and the recep-the feast in the throne room.” You realize, nodding as Estrid lays your cloak over your shoulders then clips the thick red cape around you.

“That’s right.” Hilde smiles. “Is Thor already down there?”

“Yep. He said to ask you to be quick.” Korg nods.

“Why?” You wonder, turning that twist of confusion back to him.

“Uh, he said he’d like to have his wife already and be on his honeymoon. Then he said some other things that I don’t feel comfortable repeating about curves and skin, which I don’t have, by the way and I find it a little cruel of him to mention how good it tastes, especially that of his pretty lady. Felt a bit like bragging to me. Kind of rude, to be honest.”

“Thank you, Korg!” Hilde interrupts as you press your hands to your cheeks and feel them burn.

“I’m gonna kill him.” You wheeze.

“Why don’t you head down and let him know we’re on our way? Tell Armod to prep the heater. It’s cold today.”

You know she’s only assuming for your benefit. She doesn’t feel the bite of the cold here like you do.

Korg lumbers off without another word while you turn to David.

“You’ll be here when I get back?” You worry, for some reason desperate to make sure he’s here to walk you down the aisle.

Now that you have that image in your head, you don’t want to let it go.

You hadn’t thought about having a husband since you were a little girl but even then, you’d imagined a father walking you down the aisle. You’d never thought you would get the chance. And you have it now.

“Of course.” David puts his phone down and reaches out to take hold of your elbow. “I wouldn’t be anywhere else.”

The next hour is a rush of movement. Gentle pushing and tugging and guiding from Hilde, Loki, and finally Heimdall and Thor as they settle you into a large levitating carriage. It’s not Earth tech, with the clear curves and colors of Asgardian design.

It’s open, so you understand the need for the cloak now. Armod is sitting at the front of this little ship, hands on a weird sort of lever that is supposed to make up the steering wheel?

The whole thing reminds you a little of the speeders in Star Wars.

“What is this?” You ask in wonder, looking underneath the vehicle as if you might see how it works.

“This is a Skiff. Modified to comply with Earth regulations. Normally the steering mechanism would be at the back of the ship.” Heimdall informs you, moving to touch a small panel on the side which pulls a small step out towards you. “Your Highness?”

You take his hand, and he helps you up, Thor following shortly behind him.

He sits beside you, still not having said a word.

As you turn to look at him, admiring him from his booted toes to his silver winged helm, you realize that he’s staring at you.

“What?” You gasp, reaching down to touch the fabric of your cloak and the bottom edge of your armor.

Does it look weird? You in armor is not a look you’d ever thought you’d be rocking.

The heat of Thor’s hand traces along the bottom seam of your armor on your back. Fingers tickling the curve of your bottom before he wraps his arm around your waist and pulls you close with gentle strength.

“You’re the most beautiful creature in all of the nine realms, and beyond.” He gushes, and you laugh nervously.

Looking away from him because your neck, ears, and face are burning up and you can’t believe such a sappy grouping of words just came out of his stupid handsome mouth.

You feel his lips pressed to your temple, then cheek. You turn to look at him, wondering about what expression he’s wearing but instead he’s kissing you, eye shut, completely lost in the affection.

When he pulls back, he keeps his forehead pressed to yours. Breathing a little hard as you yourself shiver.

“I love you.” He whispers, so soft and quiet only you can hear him.

“Thor…” You breathe, reaching up to hold his hand as he places it on your cheek.

“You don’t have to say it back. It’s alright if you don’t feel the same. I just want you to know that this is it for me. I didn’t expect to feel this way by today but now that I do, I’m so grateful for you and I promise to do everything in my power to make you happy.”

His confession leaves you weeping, eyes flooded with tears that streak down along your cheeks.

“Thor…” You gasp, pulling him down to kiss him again, just one quick kiss so that you can free your mouth up to speak. “I love you, too. I didn’t know that I could feel this way so quickly. But I do. I love you.”

Thor smiles, the brightness in his face is radiant and you’d swear he is literally glowing.

“Why are you crying?” He asks, a laugh in his voice as he reaches into his own cloak to pull out a sleek black handkerchief.

He pulls it up to your cheeks and gently wipes the tears from your cheeks.

“Because you’re saying all these stupid sweet things that I want to hear and I’m so fucking happy, alright?” You sob just once, reaching out to push against his chest but he catches your arm and pulls you into a hug as he chuckles.

The Skiff begins to move, and you and Thor pull apart when the cheers begin.

You’re still trying to catch up in your mind to the mass of people waving and cheering from the sides of the main street through the city. There are endless flashes from human reporters who came to take pictures. In no time at all, the Skiff is pulling up to the front of the palace.

David is waiting for you and he frowns at the tear stains on your cheeks but a quick look at Thor and his dip to kiss your lips wipes all worries from his mind.

“See you in there, cherub.” Thor calls to you, leaving you just outside the doors of the throne room.

Estrid meets you there and quickly goes to work on fixing your face.

“It’s okay.” You squirm, trying to keep Thor in view but the doors close and all you get to see is the long table on the right side of the room with two large chairs meant for you and Thor during the feast and an array of smaller tables on the opposite side of the room.

Along the left side wall, at the very back are a group of men and women, all wearing stiff black suits. The ambassadors?

“They were happy tears.” You continue to resist, eyes lingering on the scary government group.

“Hilde will tear my hide, Your Highness. Please.” She begs and you stay still for her even though you doubt that Hilde would ever hurt anyone like she suggests.

“Are you nervous?” David asks, reaching to straighten your hair.

“No.” You admit, shaking your head only when Estrid is done with your face.

Instead her hands are on the clasp of your cloak as she peels it off of you and throws it over her arm and then moves around you to straighten your dress.

“I’m so ready to be his wife, David.” You sigh, the feeling of madness on the edges of your mind. “Is that weird? It doesn’t feel weird.”

“No.” He shakes his head. “Not weird, if it’s really how you feel. I only want you to be happy.”

“He makes me happy. Really. I was worried about Jane in the beginning and scared about loving him if he didn’t love me back. But he’s more invested in us than I thought he would ever be. He’s being real, I think. It feels real. When he tells me he loves me, it doesn’t sound like a lie.”

David watches you, then taps Estrid on the shoulder. “Thank you, I think she’s ready. Tell them we’ll be right in.”

Estrid gives you a curtsy and disappears through the doors.

You steal a look and spot Thor rolling back and forth on his feet in front of the throne as Loki talks in his ear beside him.

He looks towards you and he smiles, stopping his nervous movement as he locks eyes with you.

Your heart stutters. The doors close again.

“Y/N…I want you to be vigilant with your emotions. You say that his declarations don’t sound like lies and they might not be. But lies like that never sound like lies.”

Your heart sinks a little, your mind racing with every moment that Thor has been sweet with you.

“It’s real, David.” You protest.

“Yes.” He nods, taking your hands in his. “After watching the two of you together, I believe both your emotions are real. Just as you say. I only want you to guard your heart. I want you to protect yourself.

“Marriage is not easy. I have only my own experience to speak from, but there were many obstacles that I did not expect. Laura and I hurt each other many times.” David explains.

“But you and Laura were together until the end. You were both so in love.” You hadn’t known his wife long.

She’d passed only a year after you having known her but every time you’d seen them, they’d been the picture of romantic love and true friendship.

“We were.” He nods, “But it wasn’t always easy. She and I both made many mistakes. Small ones and mistakes that challenged the very core of our relationship. Mistakes that almost tore us apart.

“And this is your first relationship. The first time you’ve ever given yourself over to someone like this. I’m worried for you. That’s all.”

“And that’s why I love you. You’ve been here for me when I’ve needed you most. I will be careful but I want to embrace what I’m feeling.”

“And that’s all I want too. Just your caution. Protect your heart, Y/N. No one else will protect it better than you.”

Really, you understand his worries. This is such a risk not only for you but for Thor too. The two of you hardly know each other.

Your chemistry is through the roof, but there is so much about who you two are as people that you still have to learn. Your lives as King and Queen will also play a part in how your marriage will come together.

Will you have time for each other? Time to make an heir? Time to spend time with whatever family you’re able to make?

“I can’t promise you that I’ll guard my heart well.” You shake your head but squeeze his hands tighter. “I can only promise that I’ll be true to how I feel. If something starts to go wrong, I’ll be open about it. With Thor and with anyone there to support us.”

Because let’s face it, you’ve known for a while that you’re absolutely fucked when it comes to Thor.

You’re head over heels and grateful that he is too. At least your marriage will begin with love even if in time, that fades. You’ll always have the memories you’re making now.

“I suppose this is the apprehension every father feels when his daughter marries. I’ll have to suck it up. But just know, that if you ever need a place to go, if something should be terrible enough that you need to leave, my home will always be open to you as sanctuary.

“I will protect you, as best I can when the time comes.” He pulls you to him, hugging you tightly.

“If,” you correct him. “If the time comes.”

Because you’re certain in your bones that Thor loves you and you love him, and the only thing that could tear that love apart is each other and you can’t see either of you making such a stupid mistake.

The large wooden doors open. David pulls back and takes your hand, wrapping it around his elbow. He lets you take a breath before he takes that first step towards the throne where Thor stands waiting, beaming with joy as his future wife approaches.

[tonystarktogo]

Could I pretty pretty please get some more on the time travel crack au? Maybe when it gets out that Steve, Bruce, andThor are technically from the future?

As much as I’d love to jump to that part, I think it’s funnier necessary to cover a few other tidbits first. For example:

Tony misses whatever discussion follows Thor’s -- hah, got it right in one, he hasn’t lost his touch completely yet -- arrival before the god carries his brother off towards a containment cell with the sort of cheer that causes Tony to carefully keep at least two people between himself and Thor, lest the asshole tries to hug him again.

Not that it can be that big a loss considering they all -- sans Loki -- end up back in the command center of the helicarrier, where Fury glares balefully at the most recent invader of his precious aircraft that clearly isn’t meant to stand in the way of gods.

A glare Thor aggressively doesn’t notice. Likely because he’s too busy partaking in the on-going discussion on what to do next.

And by ‘what to do next’ Tony doesn’t mean the expected we-were-invaded-by-a-mindcontrolled-alien-nutbag-and-there’s-probably-more-out-there-seems-like-the-kind-of-oh-shit-situation-we-should-plan-for. No. That would be reasonable and expected and Tony’s spent all of three hours in the company of the esteemed Captain America and already he can tell you that Rogers is none of that.

[Which, not cool, Capsicle. Dazzling and befuddling people with crazily brilliant ideas is his job.]

[continues under the cut]

So far, Tony’s been paying attention for ten minutes. In that time, Rogers and Thor have gotten into an argument over how to handle Loki -- which holy shit, that went from a calm, rational discussion to a battle to the death between two superhumans on a sugar high in zero point four seconds -- that Tony is so not gonna touch. [Nope. Let some other fool [i.e. Rogers] throw himself head-first into norse god family drama, Tony’s own feelings concerning his family are complicated enough.] That conversation devolved into a not-openly-fighting-while-totally-fighting stand-off between Rogers and Banner over a way too bitter comment from the latter [something about ‘you’d know all about choosing one brother over the other, wouldn’t you’ which what?], which in turn gets derailed by Banner needling Thor about the merits of beheading over stabbing.

Romanoff had the good sense to disappear -- probably to interrogate Loki while his apparently protective big brother is distracted, now that Tony thinks about it. 

Unfortunately that still leaves Tony stuck here, having to play the role of the mature adult because no one else fucking will. Tony hates being responsible. It’s like being back in high school and being left to do all the work on your own in group project.

[Tony failed that project. Got a straight up zero on purpose because spite is a wonderful motivator. Which, now that Tony thinks about it, doesn’t say anything promising about the current situation.]

Tony leans even further back in his seat, only balancing on the backlegs of the chair, to give Fury a very sharp, very judgemental look.

These are the people you’re betting Earth’s survival on, that look says.

Fury’s already pissed off expression darkens further, which brightens Tony mood substantially. That one of the suit’s sensors flashes green twice in quick succession less than a minute later really just makes for a delicious cherry on the top. Or more precisely a good excuse to ditch this trainwreck of a match-making attempt.

“Whoops,” Tony says, clearly audible but not too loud to draw real attention from the three [still arguing-while-pretending-not-to] stooges on the other end of the room. “Looks like I gotta take this call.”

He jiggles his fingers at Fury. The guy rolls his eyes -- probably jealous that he doesn’t have an excuse himself, that bitch face doesn’t fool Tony -- but no one tries to stop him.

“Alright, J, what do you have for me?”

*

Tony pretends not to notice the shuffling footsteps. Glances at the disturbingly normal clock on the wall that is so not up-to-date with the rest of the technology in the room, it must be an inside joke. Tony would love to meet the SHIELD agent behind it -- it can’t be easy, being the only person with a sense of humor in an entire agency.

30 minutes.

Well. That’s longer than Tony thought he’d get. JARVIS still hasn’t cracked the last layer on SHIELD’s really fucked up dirt -- and given what he’s already found, that says a lot -- but it’s only a matter of time now. Besides, Tony’s got a job to do.

“To- Stark.”

“Rogers.”

Tony doesn’t turn. Neither does he stop typing.

“What are you doing?”

Tony scoffs. He’s not in the mood to pander to inferior minds -- not when they’re so fucking frustrating, don’t make any sense and worst of all make him do all the work. 

“He’s tracking the Tesseract, using the scepter as a point of reference,” Banner says after taking one look at the screen over Tony’s shoulder.

Tony raises his eyebrows, impressed despite himself. Banner’s credentials clearly don’t do him justice -- and they were pretty damn good to begin with.

“Huh,” says Rogers.

Thanks for playing. Now buckle down and make yourself useful or fuck off, Tony wants to snipe but doesn’t get the chance to because the gods -- this god at least -- just aren’t on his side.

“Even without my brother’s help, a weapon of the tesseract’s might should not be underestimated,” Thor speaks up. “Should we not make haste and collect it?”

"Great idea.” Tony’s voice is dryer than the sand dune he crash-landed in back during his fun little trip to Afghanistan. “If only I’d thought of that instead of inventing fifteen new algorithms to try and get a read on SHIELD’s precious magic eight ball while you were busy defending your brother’s honor. Speaking of, I’m pretty sure Romanoff is a greater danger to his virtue than Captain Shockfreeze over there, so why are you still here?”

Okay, maybe poking the hornet nest that is godly family isn’t his smartest move [didn’t he just say he wasn’t gonna touch that?!] but damn if Tony isn’t curious. And also too annoyed to care about unimportant, subjective things like good manners and tact.

He sort of regrets his cavalier attitute a little when Thor sobers. At least there are no tears in sight. Tony is the last person on Earth who should be left unsupervised around crying people. It just never ends well.

“Ah.” Thor sighs heavily, stems his body against an unfortunate table that creaks dangerously. "I’m afraid I can’t afford to see my brother right now.”

It’s the way he says those words, the weight they carry more than anything that tells Tony he needs to drop this issue right now. Talk about one huge trigger button.

Must be inconvenient to have siblings. Tony totally can’t relate.

“Well, in that case, unless you have a magic trick with which you can pull the Tesseract’s position out of your sleeve, how about you sit as far away from these delicate instruments as possible and don’t touch anything while I work my magic, hm?”

Tony doesn’t let his gaze linger on the crushed edge of the table. Thor hasn’t even seemed to notice. He’s too busy lighting up at Tony’s snappish response. Which is surprising. Tony’s aware he’s a bit of an asshole right now. In his defence, he’s an asshole most of the time.

Rogers leaps across the room -- almost crashing into the previously mentioned delicate sensors as he does so -- to slap his palm over Thor’s mouth.

Tony stares. [How quickly can you develop a new habit again? Because this starts to feel like a new habit.]

“That sounds like a great plan!” Rogers beams at him, so wide and fake it must be physically painful for the epitome of all that is good and holy. At least Tony hopes it is. The supersoldier his father worshipped is still clinging to their resident god of thunder’s face.

It’s.

Tony resolutely turns his back on both of them because their madness doesn’t seem to come with a refund-ticket and if Tony doesn’t finish this program, no one will.

Not even Banner -- whom Tony had been kind of hoping for. Speaking of, the man’s been awfully quiet for a while now.

“You alright there, Brucie-Bear?” Tony turns around -- a little because it’s polite to face people when you talk with them and mostly to have an excuse not to watch the ongoing doomed wrestle-match between Blonde 1 and Blonde 2. His awesome nicknaming skill doesn’t get so much as a twitch.

To be fair, Banner is so busy staring straight ahead with the most epic rendition of the World’s Most Thoughtful Expression™ Tony has seen in a while that it doesn’t seem like the man heard him. At all.

Until he suddenly speaks up.

“I think we’ve forgotten something.” Behind Tony the impromptu wrestling comes to a sudden halt.

Probably something negligible like how to focus on a mission, the sarcastic voice in the back of Tony’s mind drawls. Though it should be noted that Tony’s consciousness only comes in sarcastic or not at all. Sorry, everyone, all the other flavors are out.

Banner’s frown deepens. “Something- Something important.”

Right on cue an explosion rocks the aircraft.

*

There’s a bit more tension in this part than the previous ones. On Tony’s side it’s because he’s smart enough to pick up on Something Is Seriously Wrong, both consciously and subconsciously and also because he feels the pressure what with everyone else apparently not taking this whole thing very seriously.

[Excluding Natasha who, believe me, takes Clint’s fate very serious indeed.]

On our time travellers’ side, they experience the frustration of being unable to talk openly, surrounded by people they don’t trust, trying to play along to the script of a movie they watched like 12 years ago and never revisited. Needless to say they’re failing horrenduously.

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#5

Just thinking about how Bucky never told his therapist about his nightmares but instantly told Sam when he asked about them in this episode. Love it.

435 notes • Posted 2021-04-16 18:14:50 GMT

#4

Stalker Issues

Y/N: Will you help me file a restraining order against a stalker?

Natasha: Of course! Who's been stalking you?

Y/N: I don't know... I just know they're there.

Natasha: That's fine, how long has this been going on?

Y/N: 4 months now I believe.

Loki: No, love it's been 5 months, 1 week, 2 days, and 6 hours.

491 notes • Posted 2021-03-06 11:26:43 GMT

#3

Avengers as random stuff my teachers have said before

Tony: I used to be the best at everything when I was still at school. Except for sleep of course!

Steve: Back in my day, we didn't have all these fancy schmancy little gizmos. No sir, no iphones, no ipads, if we wanted to communicate, we'd send letters!

Thor: Does anyone have a hammer? I need to bonk Stefano on the head with it. Natasha: Now guys, spiders aren't so bad! They eat pests like rude, stupid little annoying children for instance. Clint: I wish they'd permit us to teach archery at this school, but "noooo, too dangerous, you'll put an arrow through someone's head". Bruce: Art is actually very nice. It calms the soul down in a way science can't. I think I'll just steal Mr Keay's job and be the new art teacher, eh? Loki: There's nothing wrong with stealing, as long as you don’t get caught. Admit it, you’ve all pinched a pencil or two when you thought nobody was looking.

Bucky: Oh how it must feel being you, with regular arms.

Sam: Humans may be at the top of the food chain, but in my opinion, falcons, eagles, vultures and such are the best predators, so skilled, and when they hunt their prey they swoop down... so majestic.

Peter: You can do amazing things with chemistry. Just have a look at this super sticky silly string I made yesterday as an example! You too, can one day be like me.

T’Challa: I’m worried that I’m turning into a cat, I was just talking to my sister at break time and she said that I sounded like I have one of those hairballs that felines cough up in my mouth.

Stephen: I was supposed to be a magician you know? The best one ever, but my parents said “Do something science related”. My life sucks now.

Pietro: At your age I could run the circumference of the whole city without taking even a breath of air, meanwhile you kids start panting after a single lap of the school.

Wanda: I’ve always wanted red contact lenses, you know the halloween ones people use to be a vampire? Yeah, I want to just go around wearing those and watch people back away in fear.

Vision: I am not good with human children so I will just go ahead and give you a pat on the head... *pats head* I can’t really feel your hair but I can tell it feels very soft.

538 notes • Posted 2021-02-17 08:54:27 GMT

#2

LOKI IS BI EVERYBODY

2101 notes • Posted 2021-06-24 05:40:12 GMT

#1

Loki isnt bisexual! why do you all hate straight people, we've done nothing to you

What part of 'a bit of both' sounds straight to you? Loki just admitted to having engaged in relationships with men, women and perhaps those in between.

We don't hate straight people. The only straight people we hate are the ones like you.

12060 notes • Posted 2021-06-24 06:08:40 GMT

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[mimisempai]

Cooking with love, baking with heart

Summary:

Mobius and Loki decide to cook together. Loki has a little trouble concentrating... result: 3 wasted eggs and a kitchen full of flour...

Notes:

12th day of my 30 Days of Domestic Fluff. - 12: Cooking together

List here : X

https://archiveofourown.org/works/33586789

971 words - rating G

"How many eggs did you say?" Mobius asked as he opened the egg box.

"Three, I think," Loki replied, looking up from the bowl of brown sugar and butter he had been trying to "cream" together - not knowing what that word meant exactly - with moderate success. He looked at the recipe he'd borrowed from Casey and found where it said "eggs." Oops. "Oh, you only need two, actually."

"Loki!" sighed Mobius, "Are you kidding me?"

Loki turned to see him pursing his lips, holding a half egg shell in each of his hands. The third.

"Think you'll be able to remove the one you just put in?" asked Loki, biting his lip. This was the first time they had cooked together and he thought to himself that this was a bad start.

"Maybe I can."

But after a few unsuccessful attempts he gave up.

Loki said quietly, "Let's start over." He was about to wave his hand to use his magic when Mobius shook his head, "Sweetheart we said no magic. Making mistakes is part of learning to cook."

Loki was relieved to hear from Mobius' tone that he wasn't upset and returned to his sugar-butter mixture, which was starting to soften slightly.

Once everyone had finished their task, Loki took out the electric mixer, Mobius slowly poured in the eggs, and he started the mixer, first at a slow speed, then faster as he became more impatient. He glanced at Mobius, who looked positively domestic with his disheveled hair, a growing beard and an apron around his waist. As he did every time he was confronted with a new domestic scene, he felt a gentle warmth come over him and couldn't help but smile softly.

"What makes you smile like that?" asked Mobius, who had caught his smile.

"Just like this, because I'm with you and we're doing something like this."

"That's sweet." Mobius said it without mockery as he did every time he gave Loki such a compliment, as if it was normal, not realizing how much it affected Loki whose cheeks blushed slightly.

"Next." continued Loki to give himself a sense of composure, "we need to add the flour. 6 cups."

Mobius grabbed the bag of flour and the measuring cup and poured it into the mixture in the mixer bowl. Loki without a second thought turned on the mixer, which was still on the highest speed. He realized his mistake immediately.

Nothing in the kitchen had been spared by the flour that was flying everywhere, even the inside of closed drawers and cupboards. Mobius and Loki, being the closest to the bowl, were of course not spared at all.

After a moment, Loki dared to turn to Mobius, slightly shocked to see his face, shirt and hair covered with white powder. Mobius looked just as shocked. But before Loki could speak, with an apology on the tip of his tongue, Mobius threw his head back and began to laugh out loud. Loki, a little more relaxed, joined in.

"I'm sorry, Mobius," he said, catching his breath between laughs. "I didn't mean to do that." He grabbed a towel and began wiping Mobius' chin.

Mobius closed his eyes, letting Loki tilt his face back and forth as he brushed the flour from his cheeks and forehead before rubbing the cloth over his own face. Loki's shoulders were still shaking with silent laughter as he ran his hand through his hair to get as much flour out as possible.

Mobius came over to help him, running his fingers through his lover's usually soft hair, which was all rough with flour, until it returned to its natural black color.

Once they were clean enough to continue, they mixed the remaining flour with the ingredients by hand until a sticky, soft dough formed.

Loki separated the dough into two disks, wrapped them up, and gave them to Mobius, who put them in the refrigerator to keep them cool for a few hours.

"Now what?" asked Mobius, looking at the recipe.

Loki turned to him, "Hmm, we have to wait at least two hours, we'll have to find a way to pass the time."

Mobius moved closer to Loki and smiled with a hint of mischief. "I do have some ideas to pass the time."

He put his arms around Loki's neck to pull his head towards him with the obvious intention of kissing him when Loki stared at him refusing to get any closer.

Mobius looked at him with surprise.

Loki said to him also with a small mischievous smile, "You forgot a spot."

"Did I? Really?"

"Mhmm." Loki nodded his head.

"Where?" asked Mobius.

"You've got some flour there..." Loki leaned even closer, but Mobius couldn't see where he was pointing.

Loki rubbed the top of his ear with his fingertips and moving a little closer, he whispered, "It's too dry, I need to moisten it."

Mobius shivered as he felt the caress of Loki's warm tongue on his ear.

Then Loki whispered again, "And there's some here." and put his mouth on Mobius' jaw and wrapped his arms around his waist. "And there's more here." He kissed the back of Mobius' neck

"I'm sure there's no flour there." protested Mobius in a not at all convinced tone, almost stretching his neck for Loki.

"Oh, but there is," Loki replied very seriously. "And there's even more here." He kissed Mobius just behind the other ear, Mobius' breath quickened and he moved even closer to Loki.

"And you even have some..." Loki placed a finger on Mobius' lips, "-Just there,"

Loki stared at Mobius' lips for a few seconds.

Mobius held his breath and then Loki leaned over and kissed Mobius gently and slowly, letting him know that he too had ideas to pass the time until the dough was ready. ________

Next day : 13-Washing Dishes

As always, bear with me as it is not beta'd and english is not my native language I hope you enjoyed it nonetheless🥰

[emeraldrosequartz]

Chapter 47 of “Pursuit of a Simple Life” has just been posted to AO3!

[Co-Authored with  @latent-thoughts​]

Rating: 18+ (there be lots of citrus here).

Warning: None

Pairing: Loki/Original Female Character

Summary: Three years after returning to Earth with the other Asgardians following Ragnarok, Loki finds himself working for SHIELD, truly just trying to fight the boredom. While on an undercover mission, he unexpectedly begins to fall for his co-worker, Gemma, and she seems to feel the same way…about Dave, his alter ego while in disguise. Can Loki continue a relationship with her while keeping his true identity a secret? How many lies can the ‘God of lies’ spin to keep his pursuit of a simple life?

[[READ CHAPTER 47 HERE]]

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Hello everyone! Thanks for your patience with our posting schedule - we are happy to be able to share this next chapter of “Dave and Gemma” with you. Loki has to remember some difficult times from his past...

Here’s your excerpt for the next chapter!

The next day, when Loki and Gemma showed up together for breakfast in the dining hall, everyone literally stopped whatever they were doing to gawk at them.

It was rather awkward... explaining why they were together and how he was now fully healed.

Stark especially was very interested in knowing...

"Tell me again how your ribs were able to withstand the... eh, pressure Gemma exerted on them?" he asked as he handed a mug of coffee to both of them. "And how were you even able to get to her? You were prohibited to do so until you healed."

Loki shrugged, trying to make light of the situation while Gemma giggled.

"I did heal. So it's now a moot point. Can we just move on?" he asked, going over to the counter to prepare some pancakes for himself and Gemma. "We need to discuss our battle strategy, as Gemma is now in control of her powers."

"Mmm, 100%," Gemma said through mouthfuls of food. She was famished ; while Loki prepared pancakes, she started taking handfuls of everything on the continental breakfast buffet and shoving some of it directly into her mouth, some of it onto a plate. "Totally in control, right Tess?"

Right, Tess giggled as Gemma continued to overload the paper plate in front of her.

"Yup, she agrees, we've got this-- OOooo, onion bagels! My favorite! Have you ever had an onion bagel, Tess? Where's the toaster?"

Gemma started to wander off, having a little conversation with herself - well, she and Tess were having a conversation, but it just looked like she was a crazy lady with a ton of food talking to herself.

Tony blinked a few times, looking at Thor and Cap with an expression that perfectly conveyed just how weird all of them were feeling.

"OK, soooo - she can teleport, she can heal...anything else you've learned to do over the past 12 hours?"

Gemma just shrugged, her mouth full. She chewed quickly and swallowed.

"Is that not enough?" She asked cheekily.

Loki smiled at her tone. She was in a good mood, and it was showing. He could only pray to the Norns that it continued to be so.

While their night had been magical and full of pleasure and intimacy, the day was bringing the creeping dread of an approaching war closer. He knew that he needed to protect her from Thanos. At all costs.

"Right, so, I see it," Stark responded while Gemma continued to stuff her face with food. "Loki used his magic stick trick on you, didn't he? You're legit glowing. Impressive."

"Stark," Loki admonished gently, handing a freshly prepared pancake to her. "I've had enough of this talk. Conclude the breakfast quickly so that we can all gather in the conference room to have a meeting."

He looked over and gave everyone a serious look. However, they were all focused on Gemma - who was eating and humming away happily, talking to Tess in a hushed tone.

Oh well... this would take time to adjust to.

[[CONTINUE READING HERE]]

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[stanknotstark]

Astral Pt. 12 (Loki x Reader)

Well we’re starting to get around to the real questions I need to answer and in due time I will ^^ For now I’m just throwing an idea out there but is it true?! Guess you’ll find out :D Also Loki’s whole dilemma about being adopted is being poked, can’t wait to write conversation out >:)

It’s a few days later and you’re looking around for Loki. You find him once Jarvis gives you a heads up that he’s training with Thor a few floors below. 

Entering the room you see Loki swipe Thor’s feet from under him and hiss at the loud thud of Thor’s body hitting the mat. Loki smirks up at you but it’s quickly wiped off when Thor brings Loki down to the ground too since he wasn’t paying attention. You giggle when Loki protests saying he was distracted by you entering and Thor goes on to tell him he cannot be distracted by you so easily lest his foes will kill him. 

“Go easy on him Thor, I’m sure in a real battle Loki won’t fall into such gips with me around.” 

Thor and Loki get up from the ground and come near you. You have made yourself a seat on one of the bench press. 

“I am not so sure given he was attacked just the other day while in your presence.” Thor says, wiping his hands on a white towel. 

Loki magics a towel into his hands and dabs at his sweaty forehead. 

“I merely underestimated my foe.” Loki says rolling his eyes. 

“You would do well to not do so again, it may be a more serious injury next time.” Thor says with a small frown. 

“Stuff it, I already got onto him for what he did. I think that’s enough chastising him.” 

You smile a little when Loki gives you a look that says thank you, then pecks your lips. Thor grabs the water bottles they brought down, handing Loki his, and then proceeds to drink nearly the entire bottle in one mouthful which causes your eyes to widen and Loki to grimace. 

“The Growing Men, it has been ages since we’ve seen them.” Thor says once he’s finished with his water. His tone is filled with wonder and curiosity. Loki waves a hand and refills Thor’s bottle, Thor gives an acknowledging sound of thanks.

“At least a few centuries the last I heard they had come to Earth, Egypt specifically.” Loki says, pushing you to the side a bit so he may also rest on the bench press next to you. 

“So, what, they came here and just disappeared until now?” You ask both the brothers. 

“That’s what it seems like. We aren’t quite sure why they came in the first place, unless you...” Thor says, looking at Loki inquisitively. Loki shakes his head. 

“Well do you have any ideas as to what brought them back?” You ask, letting a hand settle on Loki’s thigh. 

“The only thing we gathered was that they came for you since he specifically stated this but what could they want from you?” Thor asks more to himself than you to think it over. 

You sit there for a bit, looking at the floor in thought anyways, Loki at your side looking at you with a questioning look on his face, and Thor with a raised brow but otherwise they stay silent and let you think. 

“I-” You begin, frown, “I don’t know. I don’t have anything they could want, my family surely doesn’t have anything they want? I mean I never had an exciting childhood, I never found any alien artifacts, I wasn’t born to magic wielding parents...” You say lamely. Loki runs his hand over your hand on his thigh in comfort. 

“Is it possible your parents...” Thor begins, you look up at him and catch the look on his face as he looks at Loki. Loki frowns at Thor but both you and Loki catch on to what Thor means at roughly the same time. 

“You think I was adopted?” You ask Thor. There’s a red flag waving around your head as to why he looked at Loki like that when he thought of that but you bury it until you can bring up the matter with Loki, alone. When you look at Loki he refuses to meet your eye. There’s something he hasn’t told you for sure.

Thor crosses his arms and nods. “It’s always a possibility.” 

You shake your head, “No, my parents had ultrasounds and my birth certificate, I don’t see how I could be adopted.” 

“It is quite easy to manipulate these things though. Shield completely erased you from existence, did they not?” Loki asks, catching your eyes. 

You swallow and look away from Loki’s concerned eyes. You can feel the flutterings of a panic attack coming but luckily Loki understands and pulls you into a hug. 

“Don’t think too hard on it, it was merely a suggestion.” Thor says as a way of forgiveness for causing any panic. He softly claps a hand on your back and says, “I’m sure we’ll find answers soon, they won’t leave without trying to persuade you to go with them one more time.” 

You nod at Thor with a grateful smile. Then ask the serious question. 

“The Growing Men, who is their master?” 

The brothers breathe for a beat then Loki responds. 

“Kang, King of Kings, Master of Men.” 

“Right,” You said slowly because you had no idea who that was, “And you mentioned the magic he used was jumping through time but also through alternate timelines?” You said trying to grasp everything.

“Yes, he is originally from Other Earth in the 31st century.” 

“He isn’t born until the year 3000?” You look at Loki incredulously. 

“Correct.” Thor responds. Loki brings his hand to rub your back as you process the information. 

“What could I have that he needs so bad to not only jump through time but also through an alternative universe?” You mostly whisper to yourself. While you’re in thought Loki asks Thor, “The last we saw of him he was on the search for a celestial, Madonna, correct?” 

You look up at Thor who frowns at the ceiling, a finger at his chin in thought. “I believe so, mother had made a prophecy about Madonna and it caused Kang to go into an uproar. He demanded Madonna come to him but she went into hiding. I’m not sure if he ever found her.” 

“Do you know where this celestial is, or even the prophecy?” You ask the brothers, sharing a look between the two of them. They both shake their heads and you sigh. Then an idea pops up in your head. 

“Maybe, if Tony could lock onto the magic a celestial wields then surely he can make something that could track her-” You look at Loki to make sure it’s a her, he nods, “-down. You could help him, right?” You look at Loki who nods.

“I’m sure we can come up with something.” He says. 

“It’s the best thread we’ve got so far. I say we sniff out this path and see what the cat drags in.” You say.

Loki’s face scrunches up, “You midguardians truly have the weirdest idioms.”

This causes you to laugh. Thor gives a sound of agreement.

“Just the other day Tony said something about hitting a sack,” Thor smiles at your laughter and Loki’s curious frown, “I asked why he decided he wants to train at such an hour, he meant that he was going to bed.”

Loki lets out a scoff and rolls his eyes causing you to laugh harder.

Pt. 11.1/Pt. 12/?

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[wizardofrozz]

A Long Time Coming

Summary: Your past is a mystery. No one knows who your parents are or where they ended up after you were born. Somehow you found yourself working with S.H.I.E.L.D, resulting in a knock off super soldier serum saving your life meaning you weren’t a regular agent anymore. The Avengers welcomed you with open arms, friendships blossoming with the entire team, especially the adorable God of Thunder.

Warnings: angst, violence, blood, swearing

A/N: I always wished we could see the Avengers on Asgard so I made it happen lol. 

Chapter 7

Tony filled Steve in on what was going on, running some tests while he was there, and sent him off to prepare. Hours flew by until finally, Bruce had a breakthrough, isolating the part of Loki’s DNA we needed.

            “I think I got it!” Bruce yelled. “I found the gene that codes for the frost poison. I think I can synthesize a way to counteract the effects.” He continued mumbling to himself as he walked around the lab. I looked at the clock; 6 hours left before we needed to go.

           “How are we going to distribute it?” Tony said, flicking through Bruce’s notes on the screen.

           “Is nanotech an option?” I shouted over my shoulder, keeping my eyes on the screen in front of me.

           “No. Wait, actually?” Tony furrowed his brow, thinking before sifting through a file on his computer.

           “I’m already running some sims,” I called, tapping the screen a few times, changing some of the parameters.

           “Yeah, I’m watching them right now,” Tony replied, moving the model around on his screen. Tony, Bruce, and I watched the multiple simulations running; I glanced at Thor, and he was watching too, mumbling to himself.

           “Wait, Stark. Can you infuse the nanotech with synthesized DNA? If so, that should work; the frost giant's poison will recognize the gene markers. That may be the only way to do this quickly,” Thor offered, walking over to look at the screen over my shoulder.

           “Hold on, what?” Tony leaned back, blinking up at the God. Thor opened his mouth to start again, but Tony stopped him, holding his hand in front of Thor’s face. “No, I heard you; I just didn’t think you…knew about this,” Tony said, treading lightly.

           “I‘m a warrior, not an idiot.” Thor narrowed his eyes at Tony, his muscles tensing slightly.

           “Okay, moving on. I think that would work. FRIDAY infuse a nanotech bodysuit with synthesized DNA, then run a simulation. We’re looking to see if the poison recognizes the synthetic DNA.” I moved some things around on the screen as FRIDAY rearranged the tests. “Hm, brains and brawn. Sexy,” I purred, winking at Thor, causing him to chuckle softly.

           “You never thought I was stupid,” Thor pointed out, smirking down at me.

           “Never. We had an entire conversation about nanotech last time I saw you,” I giggled, rubbing his arm. I turned back to the screen, waiting. Tony, Bruce, Thor, and I anxiously watched the notes as the simulation ran; I almost passed out when the green screen popped up.

           “Simulation success,” FRIDAY said overhead.

           “Please synthesize 12 suits,” Tony whispered.

           “How would you like them, Mr. Stark,” the AI asked, waiting.

           “Can we do bracelets?” Tony wondered.

           “Yes, sir. One hour is needed,” FRIDAY replied.

           “Perfect,” Tony breathed a sigh of relief.

***

An hour and a half later, everyone gathered in the common room again, dressed, and ready for battle; Tony passed out the nanotech bracelets, doing a quick test run.

           “Okay, everyone hit the bracelet once to make sure the barrier covers you,” Tony ordered, hitting his button first. Everyone around the room did the same; I watch the nearly invisible barrier spread across their bodies. “Perfect, these are backup plans, so try to avoid being grabbed by a frost giant if possible.”

           “Do I actually require one of these?” Vision looked over his arms, seeing the slight shimmer of the nanotech covering.

           “We aren’t sure. We figured it’s better to be safe than sorry,” I replied with a shrug.

           “So yes, Vis, keep it on,” Wanda shot back, glaring at him. Vision dropped his head, nodding faintly at Wanda; a small smile pulled at his lips.

           “Okay, are we ready? Everyone has anything they might need, right? I’m going to assume we are staying in Asgard for at least one night,” Tony assumed, looking at Thor, who thought for a moment, then nodded.

           “Best to assume,” Thor agreed. “Before we go, I want to thank all of you. You don’t have to risk your lives for my people, but here you are, and I can never tell you how much this means to me.” Thor looked around the room at the faces of his friends, a warm smile spreading across his face. “Heimdall should drop us inside the castle, hopefully,” Thor laughed.

           “I forget you’re a fucking king,” Nat snorted, shaking her head before glancing at me.

           “Crowned Prince,” Thor corrected automatically. He lifted his arm, summoning Mjolnir from somewhere out of sight; the hammer slammed into his hand moments later.

           “Whatever, fucking royalty,” Nat shot back, waving him off.

           “One more thing,” I chimed in. I paused when everyone’s attention was on me, my anxiety suddenly spiking. “Odin ran my DNA when we were in Asgard. It turns out that I’m half Asgardian,” I mumbled weakly. The room was silent for a few seconds before questions erupted from everywhere in the room.

           “How is that possible?” Tony’s yelled the loudest.

           “Looks like one of my parents was from Asgard. I never met either of them, so if Odin didn’t notice my draw to magic, I would’ve never known. Trust me; I was just as surprised,” I sighed, rubbing the bridge of my nose.

           “Are you going to stay on Asgard?” Nat asked from across the room.

           “I have no idea. I haven’t decided anything yet. I just wanted to make sure I told everyone,” I finished, looking up at Thor; his bright smile meant for me.

           “Well, whatever you decide, kiddo. We still love you,” Tony sighed, giving me a half hug. “We should get moving,” he said, pulling away from me. I stood stunned for a moment, looking around the room; I wasn’t sure what to expect but relief washed over me when everyone smiled and left it at that.

           “We have to go outside for me to summon the Bifrost. Everyone needs to lock hands and don’t let go for any reason, understood?” Thor looked around, waiting until everyone nodded. “Then let’s go.” Thor gestured towards the door to the front lawn. I walked up next to Thor, rubbing my hand over his lower back; he wrapped his arm around my shoulder, pulling me to his chest.

           “You’re going to be a phenomenal king, my dear,” I noted, resting my chin on his chest, smiling up at him.

           “Maybe with a phenomenal queen by my side,” he whispered. I opened my mouth to reply, but his lips found mine; I craved him, more of him. I tried to deepen the kiss but I felt him smile against my lips, shaking his head. “We have to go, little one,” he said against my lips; I groaned in response. Thor pulled me towards where the rest of the team waited outside, only breaking the kiss when we got to the door.

           “Quick warning, this experience is weird,” I yelled as we approached.

           “Grab a hand everyone,” Thor ordered, looking around the circle making sure everyone was connected. Thor raised his arm, and seconds later, the Avengers were pulled from Earth towards the unknown.

***

           Thor and I landed first; my landing just as ungraceful as the first time.

           “Little one, again,” he laughed.

           “Oh, piss off sparkles.” I tried to glare at him, but I couldn’t stop the smile that spread across my face. A few seconds later, Steve landed on one knee, Tony landed on his feet, Nat and Clint landed on their hands and knees, Wanda and Vision stopped themselves from hitting the floor, and Bruce landed on his feet but stumbled forward. Bucky landed last, sprawled out on his back; Peter suddenly dropped down on top of him.

           “Ow, fuck kid,” Bucky choked out as Peter tried to scramble off him.

           “Mr. Barnes, I’m sorry!” Peter tried to help Bucky up, almost falling back over in the process.

           “It’s Bucky, Peter, not Mr. Barnes,” Bucky said, rubbing his sore tailbone as he stood.

           “I was hoping someone ate shit, but that was even better,” I laughed uncontrollably. Bucky glared at me, but the sound of the nearby battle snapped me out of it.

           “Your Highness! Lady (Y/N)!” Sif yelled from behind me. Thor and I turned, stepping toward her; she was out of breath, her eyes wild.

           “Sif, where’s my father?”

           “I do not know; he disappeared before the battle,” Sif said through deep breaths.

           “Let’s assume he’s safe right now. What about the general public? Have the guards moved them to safety?” I asked, grabbing Sif’s attention.

           “We pushed them back from where the frost giants were emerging,” Sif panted, resting her hands on her hips. “They pushed them to the other side of the castle.”

           “No, keep pushing them back. They are still too close to this. As more frost giants make it through, it’s going to get much worse.” I glanced over Sif’s should and I could make out some of the Asgardians off in the distance.

           “How far?” Sif locked eyes with me, almost ignoring Thor.

           “As far as you can get them to walk. The closer they are, the more likely we are to have casualties,” I snapped, shuttering at the thought.

           “Yes, Your Highness.” Sif covered her mouth as soon as the words left her mouth. “I-I did…,” she stuttered.

           “Go, Sif!” I pushed her towards the back of the castle; she stood stunned for a moment before taking off towards where the guards were moving civilians back.

           “You truly are born to be a queen,” Thor whispered, astonishment written all over his face.

           “Oh god, I’m sorry, I should have left that to you,” I rushed out, my eyes wide.

           “No, you handled it much better, darling,” Thor chuckled, placing a hand on my cheek, gazing into my eyes.

           “Okay then,” I huffed, smiling at him before turning to the team. “Vision, Wanda, we need you to handle aerial assaults. Tony take Clint to a high vantage point to snipe, then join Wanda and Vis. Peter, try to slow them down with your webs. Bucky, Steve, Nat, and Bruce, you’ll be on the ground with Thor and I. Bucky, Steve, and Bruce, we need you three to go out the front of the castle and start the assault there, pushing them away from the center of Asgard. Nat, you’ll come around the back with Thor and me to push them away from civilians and farther into the woods. We should pay a visit to your brother first.” I looked up at Thor, who nodded at me. I looked around at the Avengers, receiving looks that ranged from amazement to pride. “What?”

           “You really are meant to be a queen,” Nat whispered, giving me a proud smile.

           “I agree, Asgard better watch out,” Tony laughed.

           “Told you, darling,” Thor murmured.

           “We can talk about my badass queen skills later; everyone understand their mission?” I scanned the group, receiving nods from everyone. “Give 'em hell.” The team scattered, heading for their positions, discussing plans amongst themselves. “Nat, can you join the soldiers around back while we go talk to Loki?” Nat looked over her shoulder towards the battle, nodding before running off.

           “This way, darling.” Thor grabbed my arm, tugging me towards a balcony to our left. Thor spun his hammer, pulling me close, and flew off towards the prison. We landed at the top of the steps leading to the underground prison; I followed Thor past the cells lining the hall. I avoided eye contact with any of the prisoners until Thor stopped in front of a cell at the very end. I stepped in front of the shimmering wall, seeing a leaner man with shoulder-length black hair that curled around his face as he read the book in his lap. The God of Mischief himself.

           “Ah, Brother, come by for a family visit,” Loki snorted, looking through his lashes, his eyes falling on me. “Ooo is this a conjugal visit? How nice of you, brother.” Loki smiled wickedly as he appeared closer to the barrier between us.

           “Watch your fucking mouth, trickster,” I barked at him.

           “Oh, I like her.” His smile widening as he glanced at Thor before his eyes moved back to me. “So what brings you to me, my dear?” Loki’s eyes traveled all over my body, making my skin crawl.

           “Cut the shit Loki. I’m not impressed or flattered by your bullshit. Where are the frost giants getting into Asgard? And I swear, if you give me some run-around answer, I’m going to tear you apart,” I growled.

           “There it is. You always did like them feisty brother, but this one, you have met your match,” he chuckled. “Sorry to disappoint, dear, but I do not know what you mean.” Loki turned his back, wandering around his cell.

           “I’m hurt you think we’re really that stupid,” I replied flatly.

           “Oh, darling, you are if you think I would tell you if I did know,” Loki snorted, the smile gone from his face.

           “So you want me to believe you had nothing to do with all this? I’d be a moron to believe that,” I laughed dryly, rolling my eyes.

           “You said it, dear,” he quipped, a smile spreading on Loki’s face. I held my hand up, summoning Mjolnir. The hammer landed in my hand, and I felt the power surge through me, lightning bolts bouncing off my skin.

           “Tell me where the entrance is before I fry you where you stand,” My voice sounded odd to my own ears but I ignored it, staring down the God in front of me. Loki’s eyes widen before he stepped closer, studying me.

           “Oh, brother!” Loki exclaimed, leaning closer. “You’ve really met your match. She possesses your power with such grace, such beauty.” Loki smiled, but it was different this time; it almost looked like pride on his face. “I would very much like the keep my appearance as it is, but I am sorry to say I truly have nothing for you,” Loki confessed, glancing at Thor. An angry yell left my lips, but Thor grabbed my waist, pulling me away before I could lunge at the cell.

           “Little one, let go,” Thor whispered, his hand below mine on the handle of the hammer; I reluctantly let go, missing the power already. Thor let me down, holding onto my waist to steady me.

           “I’m fine,” I reassured him.

           “You have truly found a queen, brother.” Loki smiled again before returning to his seat against the wall, opening his book.

           “He has nothing; let’s go help Lady Natasha,” Thor grumbled. We flew back up to the main castle, landing on a balcony and stopping short when we realized Bucky, Steve, and Bruce had done an excellent job of keeping the frost giants out of the main square. I ran for the back of the castle, stopping at another balcony seeing Nat and Asgard warriors fighting. Thor stopped next to me; he glanced at me and smiled before vaulting over the balcony. I launched myself over after him, taking off towards Nat as soon as I landed.

           “Thor!” I heard Tony’s voice crackle in my ear.

           “Yes, Stark,” Thor grunted, taking a hit to the face before answering.

           “Found the entrance. How do we close it?” Tony yelled.

           “Wanda!” Thor yelled before taking another hit.

           “Destroy it or just close it, Thor,” Wanda called from above me.

           “Close it!” Thor kicked a frost giant, spinning around to catch another bunch.

           “On it!” Wanda shouted, flying off. I continued to fight off frost giants, working my way towards Thor. I was a few feet from Thor when a frost giant launched itself off the side of the castle, aiming for him. Before I could open my mouth, Tony blasted the giant in mid-air, sending chunks flying.

           “Thank you, Tony,” Thor exclaimed, smiling.

           “It’s closed!” Wanda yelled triumphantly.

***

It was finally over; the grounds were clear, and civilians were escorted back to their homes. The Avengers sat around the large room; Nat and Clint sat on a couch, Clint cleaning a few cuts on Nat’s face and arms. Steve and Bucky had fallen asleep at the end of the same couch, their heads resting on each other. Peter sat backwards on a chair while Tony stitched up a large gash on his shoulder while Bruce distracting Peter. Wanda and Vision stood on the balcony, admiring Asgard, murmuring. I was sitting on the arm of the chair Thor was dosing off in before I heard the door open behind me.

           “Son?” Odin’s voice broke the silence of the room; I stood instantly.

           “Odin,” I hummed, smiling warmly at him, walking to him.

           “Ah, Lady (Y/N), it is so wonderful to see you again, dear! I was not expecting you would be back so soon,” Odin gushed, gently holding my hand, pulling me in to kiss my cheek.

           “You didn’t scare me off yet,” I chuckled, smiling warmly.

           “Good, I do truly hope to see you stay someday,” he chuckled, winking. “Now, where is my son.”

           “Father,” Thor muttered sleepily from behind me. “Let me introduce you to everyone.” Thor made his way to the first cluster of our teammates. “Father, I would like you to meet Tony Stark, Bruce Banner, and Peter Parker.” Thor gestured to them in order.

           “Does that not hurt, boy?” Odin asked, eyeing Peter.

           “Oh no, Your Highness. I have abilities that help me heal, so I don’t really feel it,” Peter stammered, trying to sound confident.

           “Unbelievable,” Odin breathed, turning his gaze to Tony and Bruce. “Ah, you must be the metal man my son talks about.” Odin reached a hand toward Tony, his smile inviting.

           “I wear a metal suit, so he’s technically not wrong,” Tony laughed.

           “Dr. Banner, the Hulk is your passenger, correct?” Banner gave a small smile when Odin addressed him but looked away.

           “That’s me,” Bruce nodded.

           “Please make yourselves comfortable; we will find a suitable sleeping arrangement. The guards will bring a change of clothes for everyone as well.” Odin followed Thor over to the full couch, glancing at the four figures.

           “This is Natasha Romanoff and Clint Barton,” Thor gestured to them on the couch.

           “The assassin and the archer, pleased to meet you both,” Odin noted, extending his hand.

           “Pleasure is mine,” Nat replied, bowing her head.

           “It’s great to meet the man we’ve heard so much about,” Clint conceded, peaking at Thor over Odin’s shoulder. I covered my laugh when Nat smacked Steve when Odin wasn’t looking. Thor walked behind the couch, kicking it slightly in hopes of waking the guys.

           “This is James Barnes, and Steve Rogers, the Super Soldiers,” Thor offered, shaking Bucky’s shoulders lightly.

           “I’m sorry, we’re a little worn out,” Steve laughed, rubbing his eyes; Bucky groaned next to him. “It’s wonderful to meet you, King Odin.” Steve stood, stretching before extending his hand.

           “The pleasure is mine. So you possess the abilities similar to Asgardians?” Odin questioned.

           “Yes, we both do,” Steve said, kicking Bucky as he spoke.

           “Hm, oh!” Bucky stood quickly, stumbling a little. “James Barnes, but please call me Bucky,” he yawned, extending his hand as well.

           “Bucky?” Odin pulled his eyebrows together, his head tilting to the side as he shook his hand.

           “It’s short for my middle name Buchanan,” Bucky explained, a shy smile pulling at his lips.

           “Ah, interesting,” Odin hummed.

           “Wanda, Vision,” Thor called, getting their attention. They walked in, noticing someone new, and straightened instantly. “Father, this is Wanda Maximoff and Vision.”

           “Do not take this the wrong way, but what are you?” Odin eyed Vision suspiciously causing Vision to laugh.

           “I am an android. Technically a robot if you will,” Vision answered, offering his hand.

           “Fascinating.” Odin was mesmerized by Vision, taking a few seconds to study him before he pulled his eyes away, looking at Wanda. “And you’re the witch that closed the portal.”

           “I am,” she agreed, smiling.

           “Son, this is an unbelievable team you are part of.” Pride radiated off Odin, my heart clenching when I saw Thor smile. “Dinner will be served soon; I would love to see you all there. I will leave you all to rest until then.” Odin smiled again before leaving the room, gesturing a for someone outside. Three guards entered the room as Odin left, setting piles of clothes on a table near the door before leaving, closing the door again.

           “Well, that was interesting,” Tony said, the entire room collectively breathing out.

           “He can be…intimidating,” I huffed, glancing at Thor, who gave a knowing nod.

           “Oh please, he adores you,” Bucky laughed.

           “No doubt,” Nat giggled.

           “Stop it,” I insited.

           “They are right, little one,” Thor said, pulling me against him.

           “I don’t know about everyone else, but I’m getting changed. I’m sick of being covered in blood,” Peter spoke up. Each pile of clothes had a name tag pinned to them, so Peter passed out the clothes, everyone taking turns getting dressed behind the partition in the corner. I looked around the room, taking in everyone’s new attire. Peter wore a deep burgundy shirt with a navy shawl over his shoulders and black pants; Bucky adjusted a gray shirt with a black cape-like cloak and black pants. Steve changed into a cream shirt with a red shawl similar to Bucky’s, with brown pants; Bruce left the cloak, sticking with the tan shirt and black pants. Tony rocked navy pants, a red shirt, and a brown shawl. Vision decided to transform into his human-like state; he changed into a green shirt, black pants, and a red cape. Clint grumbled the whole time but ended up in all black, slightly enjoying the outfit. Nat was still loudly bitching about the violet, long-sleeved dress; she looked terrific though. Wanda twirled around in a crimson, long-sleeved dress that almost matched the color of her magic; Vision smiled as she twirled around him. I glanced down at the gold-colored dress, admiring the beauty of it before wrapping the shawl around my shoulder; Thor threw a black poncho over his armor.

           “What the hell, why do you get the pretty dress?” Nat whined.

           “Odin wants her to be Thor’s queen,” Tony quipped from behind her.

           “Fuck off, metal man,” I grunted, rolling my eyes. I looked around the room at all my friends and laughed; we looked like true Asgardians.

           “This is quite odd. You all look like you are native Asgardians,” Thor chuckled.

           “The attire is quite comfortable,” Vision replied with a smile. “You look, lovely sweetheart.” Vision smiled down at Wanda, causing her to blush.

           “You look wonderful, darling,” Thor whispered in my ear. “Utterly delicious,” he growled; a shiver ran up my spine.

           “Your Highness, the Avengers, are requested for dinner,” a guard poked his head in the door. We all filed out, heading for the dining hall.

Series Masterlist | Chapter 8

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