#like no shade to steph she is ME but like ??? stop this madness. give credit where credit is due

[gretahayes]

But honestly how did we come to the conclusion that Steph's got a billion friends and is easy to get along with and is social and Tim’s some kind of antisocial loner. How? Because it’s the exact opposite. What happened here.

[lokibug]

Blinded

Pairing: Loki x Blind!Reader

Summary: Beauty and the Beast AU in which Loki is forced to stay in his Jotun form until another human loves him. He becomes a caretaker for You due to be recently permanently blind.

Warnings: Cursing, Guns, Mention of Blood, Angst

Song: On Our Own by Bruno Major

A/N: I apologize ahead of time guys, eek. But I feel all of you on Lucas being a douche, he is. That’s the Gaston facade for ya. Also I spend awhile looking for the chapter songs so if anyone listens to them lemme know haha okay, enjoy!

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Three days had passed since Y/N and Loki had their enchanted evening. The two felt much more drawn to each other. Loki felt more intensely towards this beautiful young woman...he knew this because each day the hour glass ticked just as it had for the past few months. Despite time being his enemy, it also cursed him in a way he hadn’t already...he fell in love with y/n slowly each moment they spent together.

“Y/N?! Where are you? I woke up and you were no where to be seen.” Loki bellowed into the phone with y/n being on the other side of the line. He heard her chuckle and he slid his cold palm over his face in frustration. Leaning against the wall in the hallway he waited for her response.

“Calm down Loki, you were sleeping and I needed to get some things from the store. Stephanie wanted to talk to me so she took me. Look at you being all worried for me. It’s cute.” She responded. If Loki wasn’t a deep shade of blue, his cheeks would probably be the color of his eyes. He had never heard her tease him in such a way.

“I...nevermind. I get paid to make sure you’re not dead somewhere. I mean I like to think I’m doing a good job you know.” He continued to rant for a few more seconds until y/n stopped biting her knuckle to stop her from chuckling.

“...you done? Do you want anything from the store?”

“....those things from the other night...they were crunchy..” he said softly.

“The chips? The kettle chips?” “Whatever they are.”

“Okay. Well I’ll be home soon.” She said before hanging up. Loki looked at the phone and scoffed, “Madness.”

Meanwhile, Y/N stood in the chip isle of the market alongside Stephanie. Her light brown hair was pulled up into a pony tail as her clear rimmed glasses rested on her face. Y/N dressed warmly today, an off shoulder black long sleeve with dark blue jeans and white converse.

“Was that Loki?” Stephanie asked putting a bag into the basket. Y/N nodded in response and chuckled. “Hmmm...y/n have you ever considered the possibility of...Loki possibly being into you?” Stephanie could see the whole thing unfolding in front of her. Not that her friend’s sight loss was to blame but she didn’t catch these hints very well.

She furrowed her eyebrows, “No,” she scoffed, “he argues with me over everything. He’s so prideful.”

“I know the difference between flirty banter and real arguing. From what I’ve seen...he totally digs you y/n. Now the real question is...are you into him?” She asked not waiting for y/n to decline the feelings that were evident.

“I...no? I don’t know Stephanie,” y/n sighed defeated, “he’s different you know. I’m so used to guys being obnoxious—like that guy Lucas! Ugh he would not leave me alone...but Loki, he’s smart. He’s not just on full display, there’s so much to him and I feel like I’ve barely scratched the surface. Not that he’s a project for me to dissect, but I’m enjoying his company...in fact..”

“In fact?...” Stephanie cooed and nudged her friend in the arm teasingly.

“I was going to invite him to...be my escort to the charity banquet my dad wants me to go to.” She smirked. Her face was so full of life, happiness. Stephanie knew this and it made her smile knowing that y/n was getting the fairytale she deserved.

“Yes! Do it! You’re asking him when we get back. Oh my god, what are you gonna wear?” She asked.

“Wait,” She looked a tad nervous, “I want you to come too...please? I would feel more comfortable if you did.”

Stephanie hesitated for a second but decided against her worries, “Sure thing y/n, now...let’s go buy you a god damn ball gown.” She squealed.

“I don’t even know any dress stores. My dresses are from random twenty dollar and below stores.” She protested.

“I know a guy.”

The two women got back inside Stephanie’s car and headed off. Both nervous and excited they made their way towards one of the most high end dress shops in New York City. This was all very new to y/n despite her father being a wealthy man. She never abused his money, nor had he due to the way he and her mother had brought her up. Now here she was, credit card ready to be swiped.

“Yes, is Jessie working today?” Stephanie questioned before a voice interrupted her, “Steph! Hi!” The high pitched male voice cooed before giving her a kiss on both cheeks. Steph pulled y/n a tad closer, “This is y/n. She’s going to a charity banquet tonight. She needs something elegant, sexy, bold. She has a date.” Stephanie stayed proudly. Y/N couldn’t help but shy away a bit. She hadn’t known exactly where to face and it made her slightly anxious. That was until Jessie’s friendly voice spoke once more.

“Oh yes honey, we carry dresses all sizes, all body types. Loose, tight, lacy, glittery. Let’s start with color. What does that heart desire?”

Stephanie quietly asked, “What’s his favorite color?”

“Huh?” “Loki...his favorite color, pick one of his favorite color and you’ve got a home run for sure.”

Y/N cleared her throat before nodding, “Green. Emerald green.”

So then the hunt began. Y/N had been living through the world through touch and the materials she felt were all very different. She blew through 7 dresses easily, Stephanie insisted all of them were beautiful on her. Yet, y/n couldn’t help but feel skeptical. It wasn’t until dress number 9 that she completely adored the fitting. Everything felt lovely among her skin and by the way Stephanie and Jessie said, “Damn girl!” She knew she found the right one. Holding her hands together in front of her, she couldn’t help but smile from ear to ear.

Back at the apartment Loki had gotten himself ready for the day not quite sure where it would lead him. He had come accommodated with the simplicity of cereal for breakfast and didn’t mind as much. Rice Krispies being his favorite, they were always stocked. Mid bite, the girls entered the front door.

Laughing the girls set the bags on the counter. This was when Stephanie stopped in her tracks....Loki had forgotten to put on his garments. Her mouth gaped and Loki quickly stood up and put his finger over his lips as to say to remain silent.

“Eehhhh....” Stephanie squeaked and y/n had a confused look on her face.

“What’s wrong Steph?” She asked holding the dress in a white zip up protection sleeve. Loki chuckled and quickly shot back, “I’m uh, having a bad hair day love...” he trailed, “I had messaged Stephanie with a clothing problem. I’m going to go show her now.” Quickly Loki slowly grabbed her hand and drug her off.

“Alright! I’m gonna p-put this away.” Y/N called out making her way back to her room. These days it was easier for her to do so, as she remembered everything that surrounded her.

Loki closed the door behind him and let go of the completely shocked Stephanie. “Please, hear me out.” He whispered nervously.

“Loki...what is this? T-This isn’t a skin condition. You’re cold. Your eyes are red. Are you a fucking vampire?” She whispered shouted.

“A vampire?...Stephanie no—“ he looked back to the door and grabbed her shoulders gently so she looked him in the eyes, “—I’m cursed. I’m not what you think I am...I’m not even from here. I’m still the same me...I won’t be like this forever...I hope. If you tell y/n, then I will. It will break her heart if she finds out I’ve lied. Please...” he pleaded.

Stephanie could see the sincereness in his eyes. Even though he looked like someone else, she still knew he was the same Loki. If anything she felt more comfortable seeing his actual face for once. She never wanted y/n to be hurt, yet she knew she was obligated to tell her the things she could not see herself. Her mind was at war with itself, but she could only do what felt right in her heart. “You’re going to hurt her more if you say no to what she’s going to ask you. You can’t show up with her blue.” She whispered.

“I...I don’t know what to do then...” Loki let go of Stephanie and rubbed a clammy hand over his face.

“I’ll help you,” She spoke making Loki look back over to her, “I went to beauty school for special effects makeup...I-I can give you something that will hide the skin,” She gulped and fixed her posture, “You’re going to say yes. You’re going with that sweet girl out there...you’re going to wear a suit and I’ll be back tomorrow evening to get you and her ready. Got it?” She said in a slightly threatening voice.

“Yes.”

With time passing, Stephanie kept her word to not tell Loki’s secret. Loki was still yet to find out just exactly what y/n had wanted to invite him to. He was surprised nonetheless that she thought of him at all. During dinner, she thought she’d speak of the whole ordeal.

“So,” She crunched the piece of lettuce from her salad, “I won’t assume you don’t have a life and I wanted to ask if you’re free tomorrow night.”

Loki stopped eating the salad that was before him and set his fork down. “Tomorrow evening, I’m free. What is it you’re proposing?” Those words, y/n found herself always loving to hear the way he spoke.

“A charity banquet. My dad has to represent his corporation there and he wants me to go. Would you like to be my...date.” She hesitated upon the last word of her sentence. In this moment she was glad she didn’t have to face Loki, but even without physically seeing him she remained slightly shy.

Loki’s heart filled with joy, even with Stephanie’s warning he was still taken back. “If I wasn’t mistaken, I would say you’re flirting with me.” He teased. “I-I’m just—Loki shut up. Just, are you going to join me or not?” She stabbed her fork through the salad aggressively and chuckled.

“I would be delighted to be your escort y/n.”

Spending an entire day to find his attire, Loki had this night on his mind constantly. He was incredibly nervous just as to what Stephanie was going to help him plan. Had she told anyone of his identity? Y/N was just as nervous, just in the slightest difference of ways. Hers revolved around appearance, elegance, and impressing.

Y/N had just finished getting ready, technically Stephanie had finished getting her ready, when she gently slid a hand down her arm. Her soft skin feeling far more delicate than before. Stephanie curled her hair and done her makeup to the best of her ability. Light brown eyeshadow covered her eyelids, thin sharp lines of eyeliner swiped along as well, a nude colored lip stick decorated as well. Despite the fact that y/n ever refused to open her eyelids, Stephanie added false lashes to the equation as well. It was only time for her to put on her dress. It was an emerald green color, off the shoulder, the top was cascades with an almost lace type of material that finished with a long satin mermaid tail. Even without seeing herself, y/n felt beautiful. She only hoped she wasn’t the only one.

Loki sat cross legged in the room. Various layers of plastered on makeup over his natural icy blue skin. “Are you to be done yet?” He complained. Fixing his eyebrows to her liking, Stephanie scoffed, “You’re so impatient. Just one more adjustment.” With that she ran a hand through his hair that was slicked back and dropped behind his ears. “I’m done. Go look.”

Loki stood to his feet and made his way to a mirror in the bathroom. He didn’t dare own one of his own, it was pure torture always having to stare at the monster he was turned to. Yet this time, as his frame stood before the glass...he was amazed. He no longer looked like the monster form he had been cursed with...but that of the prince he was on Asgard. His skin looked fair and his features groomed to suit his fancy. He breathed out and blinked a few times just to make sure he was seeing Stephanie’s work correctly. If he hadn’t just sat through the process of makeup for the past hour, he would believe he was truly loved by a human and his curse was no longer. Stephanie stepped in behind him, “You know you do look rather dashing,” she mocked his accent, “Now go get dressed, y/n should be ready for me to zip her up.” She patted his shoulder and made her way to y/n’s room.

Loki got dressed into the suit he owned. He even made a big deal in Stephanie fetching him accents to the suit, such as a new tie and handkerchief. His all black suit was now accompanied by a green tie and handkerchief, thanks to her. He felt confident.

Stephanie zipped up both her own silver dress and y/n’s. “You look so beautiful.” She said sincerely behind her friend. “Thanks to you.” Y/N thanked. Quickly Stephanie ushered y/n out of her room and into the hall. Loki stood in the living room waiting for the limo that was ordered to drive the three to the banquet by her father. Stephanie whispered, “Wait here,” tip toeing into the living room she cleared her throat, “I present to you! Drum roll please, Miss y/l/n of New York!” Loki turned his head as y/n chuckled and nervously held her hands together neatly in front of her. She walked out slowly towards them. She heard silence as Loki’s mouth parted from the awe of beauty in which she possessed. He always knew she was beautiful, but here she was...glamored to someone she could also believe to be, what he seen every day with her.

“All I hear is breathing. Do you not like it?” She asked softly. Loki quickly snapped back to reality and cleared his throat, “No love it’s not that,” he walked towards her and held her hands in his, “I was just taken back from your beauty.” He placed a soft kiss on the back of her hand. “You look absolutely ravishing.” If she hadn’t already, she let out the breathe she was holding in. Her heart was beating even faster than it had before. Loki’s gloves warmed his hands but the familiarity of his cold body comforted her.

“I uh...thank you. I mean...I may not be able to see,” She led her finger tips down the front of his tie, “but I believe you must look incredible as well.” She smiled. Stephanie looked outside the front door hearing a honk. “Time to go!” She squeaked.

The limo took them to their desired destination. Music played while the friends sat inside, they joked around and played with the windows as if they were children. More so y/n and Stephanie than Loki. It was all worth it once they arrived to the banquet. Tons of big named people were there. Their dressed and suits shone with elegance and they were tailored to perfection. Still, all Loki could do was feel absolutely lucky to be within the presence of one woman. Y/N. Her father was delighted to see the two. He was quite more shocked with the sight of Loki without the garments.

“Y/N darling,” he hugged her warmly, “You look absolutely incredible. Loki,” he let go of his daughter and faced the man, “you clean up nice as well. No mask?”

“No mask, sir. The evening isn’t as rough as the day.” He smiled. “Please, make yourselves comfortable. Lord knows I contributed enough into it for you to do so.” Y/F/N spoke proudly.

“Don’t have to tell me twice.” Stephanie said as she grabbed a glass of champagne delicately and walked towards the other side of the room. Loki held his arm out for y/n as he always does and she kindly wrapped her arm around. Yet this time, it held such more significance.

Sitting at a table decorated with a white table cloth along with a floral centerpiece. They were brought various glasses of champagne. Stephanie had met another man attending and was mingling elsewhere. The two laughed quietly as they joked of the many rich people they were surrounded by. The alcohol making them even more open. Y/N was in a fit of laughter and even laid her head on Loki’s shoulder momentarily before being interrupted. Lucas had walked up to the two. Not recognizing Loki right away, not knowing how he did it, but knowing he was up to something. Loki scoffed as Lucas walked to them. “Y/N. You look astonishing. Loki, hi.” He simply said not finding the words.

Y/N noticeably smiled in a mocking matter. “Thank you Lucas. What brings you here?” “Oh just wanted to know how the night was going for you. Hopefully not too bored of his accent going on and on,” he laughed at his own joke, “I actually came here to offer a dance.”

Y/N rose her eyebrows, “You know what Lucas? I would love to, Ive been dying to. Loki,” she turned towards him and made a small ‘hm?’ Sound, “Would you like to join me on the dance floor?” Loki smiled towards y/n and in a soft voice said, “It would be my honor. Excuse us Lucifer.” He purposely misadressed him as his hand wrapped around y/n’s taking her towards the other groups of people dancing. Lucas stood there dumbfounded and bit his bottom lip angrily.

Y/N giggled lightly as they were finally on the floor. The lights were dimmed down a tad more. “Now Lucifer is a far more suited name for that jerk than Lucas anyways.” She stood with her hands at her side. “Well, I thought I would grace it to him in my voice that he adores so much.” He chuckled as well. The music slowly changed to another song, a slow song.

“I um...I didn’t think this through..” y/n spoke quietly as her fingers fidgeted together. “Why’s that?” Loki’s asked. “I don’t...I don’t know how to dance. Good I mean, I’m not even sure where to put my hands.” She rambled nervously.

Loki quietly spoke, “Relax, I’ve been to a few...banquets such as this before. I could help you. Here,” he grabbed her hands slowly and brought them up onto his shoulders, “you leave your hands there and I’ll,” he slowly snaked his hands over her hips and gently pulled her a tad closer to him, “put mine, there.”

Y/N faced forward and gently whispered, “Now what?..” “Now, we sway...to the melody of the music.” He led the dance trying to make her feel a little more comfortable. He couldn’t help but get lost in her, his smile never fading. “I never thought I’d be dancing...let alone at a banquet. Might I add with a tall man who helps me move around because I’m blind now.” She rambled once more, this time quieter.

Loki let out a nervous sigh of breathe, “Y/N...can I be honest with you?..”

“You’re not going to admit to being an axe murder are you?” She asked chuckling.

“No. Y/N...when I first moved to New York, I could not stand the sight of anyone...I never wanted to be along side anyone but myself,” he spoke softly, “when I met you...I still hadn’t wanted to be around. It was a job. A hobo received yes...but you’ve granted me with the gift of so much more. You’ve taught me...the beauty of life, the inside of a person can be far superior in beauty than one’s shell. I care for you...greatly. I find myself wanting to be around you far more than away from you...it’s quite odd, I’ve never experienced this before. I guess what I’m trying to say is...” with these words spoken quietly between the two, Y/N pressed her forehead delicately to his, “Loki, I...” she trailed.

Suddenly a loud burst was heard. The doors of the banquet had crashed opens and masked men that held up guns and rushed in. Everyone began running as y/n felt herself panic on the inside. She almost fell to the ground as she heard the screams from multiple people. Shots being fired. The ringing in her ears was far more scary than the event itself. Loki held his arms around her, stopping her from falling to the ground from freight. Everything was as if it were in slow motion. Stephanie quickly ran towards the two.

“L-Loki...” She gulped as her eyebrows were furrowed, “Stephanie..where?” She choked out.

“Right here. She’s okay love. We’re going to be alright.” He said strongly and held her up. Shots were fired off once more before they ran out the door and left. “My father, Loki,” she began crying from the fear she felt, “w-where is h-he?” She felt a pit in her stomach as Loki looked around. As the people ran off in different directions he seen a body. One man, shot, bleeding out quickly. Y/N’s father.

“They’re leaving!” Stephanie shouted nervously to Loki. She two seen the horror of what lied ahead. “Take me to him!” She croaked our as tears streamed down.

Quickly Loki ran with y/n towards her father’s body. “Y/N,” he gurgled from the ground, “Go, now.”

“Oh no,” she sobbed and immediately fell to the ground at her father’s side. The blood of her father on her palms. It felt completely and utterly horrible, “Dad! Please!” She sobbed and found his hand with her own that trembled beyond extent.

“Someone call 9-1-1!” Loki shouted at the top of his lungs as her took off the jacket and pressed it over the wound. Stephanie held y/n’s shoulder as she shook.

“Daddy, please don’t l-leave me...” she sobbed and screamed as the scene unfolded before her. She held onto his face as she buried hers into his shoulder.

The only audible sound being that of her broken screaming and sirens in the distance...

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