#mervel fanfic

[amanda13parker]

This one was so good!!! Laughed my ass off at the end 😂 Now I suddenly have the urge to sketch some of these scenes 😅

Jealous girl (18+)

Pairing: Natasha Romanoff x f!reader

Warnings: secret relationship, smut, jealousy, possessiveness, daddy kink, fingering, age gap (reader is in her early 20s, Natasha's in her 30s), praise, pet names, orgasm denial

Summary: your best friend Peter needs help, Natasha's not happy about it at all.

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You're standing in the kitchen when it happens.

Peter barges in, his hair a tangled mess, his sweatshirt inside out. You jump away from Natasha's arms, making her spill her protein shake. She shoots him a dirty look, her lips curling up upon registering his disheveled state.

You try to keep the annoyance from showing on your face, but you know you're doing a terrible job when Peter winces apologetically, throwing a bag full of Ben and Jerry's on the counter.

"Code red," he pants.

You straighten immediately, trying to shoo Natasha away with a look, but, instead of leaving, she makes herself comfortable on the counter with an excited glint in her eyes.

You've been friends with Peter ever since he ran you over with his bike in kindergarten, leaving you with a tiny scar on your shin, and a fear of any two-wheeled object. Your friendship grew over the years, and soon enough you were joined at hip, going to the same school and college, tagging along on his patrols, mainly to keep him out of the police radars.

"What's wrong?" You ask, fearing the worst. "Is Venom acting up again? Is it Felicia? I swear to God, if it's her again I'm gonna-"

That's when you decided to make a secret code to help you stay under the radar. In hindsight, you could've thought of something more elaborate than code red, code green and code yellow, but neither of you had enough brain power for that.

"It's MJ!" He cuts you off, shifting on his feet.

You stammer, looking at Natasha for help, but she appears equally puzzled. "I didn't think she had it in her, to be honest," she says, taking a sip of her shake.

"What?" Peter yelps, before jumping up, his hands flying up in an X motion. "No! She's not- No! She's not a villain, or a criminal, or anything like that."

You decide you've had enough of his blabbering, so you take hold of his shoulders and corner him against the counter. "What is it, Peter?"

He takes a deep breath, his cheeks painted crimson, and blurts out, "I really need you to kiss me."

You jump away like you've been burned, shooting an alarmed look to Natasha, but she doesn't register it, her eyes narrowed to dangerous slits, her knuckles white from the grip she has on her protein shake. You think you can hear it creak.

You turn back to look at your best friend, who's blissfully unaware of your relationship with the most dangerous person in this building, just like everyone else on the team.

Natasha's reluctance to share her love life with her teammates came to bite her in the ass.

"No, wait. That came out wrong." He winces, his eyes darting to Natasha. You can hear him gulp when their eyes meet.

"I think you were pretty clear, Parker," she gritts, jumping off the counter, and comes to stand behind you, hovering over your shoulder.

You send him an encouraging look, taking hold of Natasha's hand behind your back.

"I have a date with MJ-"

"Doesn't explain why you need my- Y/n to kiss you."

You shoot her a warning look. "Let him finish."

Her jaw clenches, but she relents, nodding to the boy to continue.

He looks like he regrets every life choice that led him to this moment.

"Okay, so. I have a date with MJ, and I planned it all out, right? But… um… there's a problem." He clasps his hands, thumbs fiddling. You stay silent in fear of him closing off, and patiently wait for him to continue. "I've never had a girlfriend before, and I've been kissed twice, if you count that one time when Ned fell on top of me and kind of swallowed my face." Natasha snorts, and Peter blushes deep red, his eyes pleading. "I need practice because otherwise I'll just embarrass myself, and she'll hate me forever."

You feel Natasha tense up again, and you're ready to ask her to leave, but she beats you to it, speaking up before you could open your mouth. "I don't think MJ would like you kissing someone else right before your date." Her tone is even, carefully emotionless, but you feel the way her breathing shakes slightly, her grip on your hand tightening.

Peter looks at you, brows set in confusion. "But it's Y/n, she doesn't count as someone!" You huff, indignant. He winces, but goes on. "I could ask Ned, but I don't think he has any experience, so please, please do this for me?"

You turn around to face Natasha. "Can you leave us?"

Her eyes narrow, lips curled. "You're not kissing him." Her hands land on your waist possessively, and you're suddenly turned around. She lowers her chin to your shoulder, lips grazing the shell of your ear as she speaks, "Listen to me very carefully, Parker."

Peter gulps, and takes a step back, his eyes wide and alert.

"You're going to leave and find someone else to help with your little problem. We'll pretend this conversation never took place, and you'll never even think about kissing Y/n again. Am I being clear?" She almost growls, her eyes flashing.

Peter nods dumbly, before hurrying to the door. He stops halfway to shoot you a bewildered look over his shoulder. "Wait… Are you two-"

"Out, Parker," Natasha barks, her face half buried in the crook of your neck. You blush, and wave your friend goodbye, grateful when he disappears behind the door without any further questions.

"Tasha," you whine, turning in her hold. "That wasn't necessary."

She scoffs, and picks you up with practiced ease, settling you on the counter and taking place between your parted thighs. "Yes it was." She sucks at the tender skin just below your collarbone, leaving a stinging bruise. "I can't believe you wanted me to leave." She squeezes your hips, fingers digging into the soft flesh. Her mouth is all over your neck - sucking, biting and licking, claiming. You're sure no amount of concealer will be enough to hide the marks.

"Natty," you whimper, "he's my friend, I wanted to talk some sense into him."

She hums, the skin on the underside of your jaw pulled between her teeth. "I did the same thing, no?" Her fingers sneak past the waistband of your shorts, but you're quick to catch her wrist.

"What are you doing?" You look around, panting heavily. "What if someone walks in?"

"Daddy," you moan, pushing her face lower. Her fingers feel so heavenly that you don't even care about anyone walking in - you need her tongue, now. "Please."

You're pushed flat against the counter then, your back on the cold marble, your ass hanging right off the edge. Your fingers disappear in her tresses when she bends down to place a kiss on your clothed cunt.

"Let them see who you belong to," she murmurs, entering your aching core. You bite back a moan, arching in her hold, your pussy clenching around her long digits. Fleeting kisses are placed all over your stomach, her fingers curling inside your heat.

She chuckles, gently biting on your hip bone. "So needy already? I barely started." She adjusts the angle, fastening the pace, but your shorts get in the way, making you huff impatiently.

"Take them off, please," you whimper, clenching around her.

"And when someone walks in, and sees you spread wide open, what then? You think I'd allow anyone to see this pretty pussy?" Her fingers scissor inside you, stretching your walls.

"N-no."

"That's right," she hums, "because it belongs to me." She pulls out to land a short slap on your slit. "Perfect little hole for daddy to play with."

She teases your folds, collecting wetness before pushing her fingers into your mouth. You eagerly suck them in, letting her fuck your mouth, tips of her fingers pushing against your throat. "Such an obedient girl," she murmurs, dark eyes fixated on your lips. You squirm, hips rocking against her abdomen with desperate need of release.

She pulls out her fingers, smearing your slick mixed with spit over your chin.

"I need you," you whine, catching her wrist and leading her hand lower, your panties sticking to your drenched cunt.

She takes the fabric in her fist, and tugs it up, making it press against your pulsing clit. You moan loudly, throwing your head back. She kneads your supple breast with her other hand, and you arch into her, pulling her closer to your aching core with your hips.

"We'll tell everyone tonight," she murmurs against your lips. "But right now you need to be a good girl and take everything daddy gives you."

You nod, feeling your pussy clench around nothing, begging for Natasha's fingers to return. She tugs on your lower lip with her teeth and plunges three fingers inside, hitting a spongy spot deep in your heat. You arch off the counter, pressing against her front, your legs clenched hard around her hips. She grunts lowly, setting a slow pace, making sure to explore your pussy with each thrust, collecting your wetness when she pulls out only to push it back inside. You bury your face in her shoulder, your fingers disappear in her hair, tugging at the tresses.

"Good?" She whispers against your ear, spreading her fingers inside, her thumb firm on your clit.

You gasp, and bite down on the muscle of her shoulder, nodding with your eyes clenched shut. "S-so good, daddy."

She hums, her full lips pulling in a smirk, and starts circling your pulsing nub. You throw your head back, moaning loudly, and she takes the opportunity to paint your neck purple, sucking on the tender skin hard enough to leave bruises.

"M'gonna… I'm gonna come," you whimper when she hits your sweet spot, making your toes curl.

"Did I say you could, babygirl?" She chuckles into your neck, making sure to hit the spot with each thrust. You shake your head, closing your eyes and furrowing your brows in effort to stop your approaching orgasm, your body as tense as a drawn bowstring. "That's right, baby," she cooes, kissing the corner of your mouth, "you're not allowed to."

Your heart drops to your stomach, torn between wanting to be Natasha's good girl and giving in to the pleasure. “Please, please let me…” you whine, buckling against her hand.

She pulls away, her eyes level with yours, and you want to sob from how good she feels inside you, your pussy clenching around her slender fingers.

“You’ll hold it for me,” she says, “and I'll make up for it later tonight.” You almost huff in frustration, knowing that you'll have to walk around the Compound painfully wet for the rest of the day.

She grabs your jaw, seemingly reading your thoughts. “And don't even think about touching yourself.”

She pulls away abruptly and tugs you off the counter before fixing your shorts and stepping away. You blink rapidly, disoriented by the sudden change, your pussy aching in the sweetest way.

Sam enters the kitchen a second later.

You subtly wipe your mouth clean, and even out your breathing while he rummages the upper shelves. Natasha's eyes glint with mischief as she slowly wipes her fingers with a paper towel.

"You up for a training session?" She asks Sam, and you shoot her a furious look. Your glare does nothing to the redhead, as she continues watching you silently, a teasing smirk pulling at her mouth.

Sam scoffs, looking between you two. "Like you weren't about to get nasty two seconds ago."

Natasha chuckles, her eyes flashing. "About to? You need to work on your observation skills, Wilson."

Sam stills, his eyes darting between you two, and you look away, knowing that nothing could hide your red cheeks and bruised lips.

He chokes on his water the moment he sees your neck. "Damn, Romanoff," he gasps, coughing. "Right here?! This is a sacred place! I cook here!"

Natasha hums, shrugging carelessly. "I eat here," she retorts, and you can tell by the crinkles near her eyes she's about to say something that's gonna make you want to bury yourself. "Actually, I was about to devour something really delic-"

"Natasha!" You shriek, tugging her away from the kitchen, but not before quietly apologizing to Sam.

She laughs quietly, following you to the bedroom. "I think we're banned from the kitchen now."

She thinks. You scoff, shaking your head. Trust Natasha to go from a full secrecy mode to telling every living soul about your sex life.

[lakinda5654]

~~~~A Girl and A God~~~~ Chapter 30- 30,000 Feet High

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A Girl and A God is a RATED M Loki Fanfic with an original character, Alexa, who is taken in by Tony Stark after the revelation of abilities of her own. There’s sex, romance, heartbreak, action, fluff, angst, all that good stuff. Full description in blog, and a jump-to-chapter list if you just want the smut or the cuteness bits. Enjoy <3

Chapter Summary: Loki finds a hero name for Alexa, and gives her a surprise in the middle of the night on their plane ride to India...

Contains: Smut. All the Smut. So much smut. Dirty talk, dom/sub

Word Count: 2,126

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~~Beginning of Story~~

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Halo. It was a beautiful and perfect name. She was so glad Loki had thought of it too. It somehow made her feel more like she belonged to him. She peered back out her window and took in the beauty of the large bright ring surrounding the moon.

“It suits you, darling. It’s a perfect hero name for you. You’ll be an angel, a Midguardian Valkyrie.” He said, gesturing as though it would bring her fame and glory.

She blushed at his compliments, and they gave her confidence. Halo. It did sound like a hero name, like Hawkeye or Hulk, but more feminine.

The plane ride was long, and many of the team members were asleep at this point. The lights were dimmed and there wasn’t much to see out the window anymore but clouds.

Loki had gone back to reading again, and Alexa lied her head onto his shoulder, peering at the words in his book. This made him smile, and he turned and pressed his lips onto her head. Then, his demeanor changed. She could feel it and see it with her soul sight, he was very suddenly mischievous. Very mischievous. He had an idea?

She was about to sit up to look at him when instead she let out a small gasp. The warmth under her blanket was taken from her as his cold fingers delicately ran over her thigh, making their way under her loose shorts. She looked around for anyone who would have heard her, but everyone seemed to be asleep.

Loki wasn’t wasting any time. His fingertips slipped past the brim of her panties along her leg, and he watched her struggle to hold back her reaction. Alexa had closed her eyes and he saw her bite her lip, which drove him mad. As his hand further invaded her underwear, she sat up a bit to where she could see him. She gave him a skeptical look, raising her eyebrows. A look of “what the fuck do you think you’re doing”

A mischievous grin spread over his face, and in one swift motion, 2 fingers were inside her. Her eyes went wide, and she looked at him in shock, as he began to lean over her.

“Something wrong, my pet?”

He breathed the words into her ear, before biting some of the smooth skin along the side of her neck.

Alexa’s eyes rolled as she tried to keep her composure. Then, he made it impossible. Loki began working his fingers inside her as if his life depended on it. He was suddenly going so hard and fast, she couldn’t take it. She threw her hand over her mouth to stop her cries of pleasure from escaping her lips.

Her eyes were begging him to stop. But he didn’t. He was relentless. He leaned his face back down to her neck. 

“Oh darling, how does that feel?” He whispered into her skin and nibbled at her ear, still pleasuring her relentlessly. His hair tickled the side of her face as he ran his lips over her skin. She couldn’t muster the strength to respond, and he hadn’t expected her to. “ We were so rudely interrupted last time when you’d told me this is what you wanted.” He said in his sultry tone. “You are my personal whore, love. It doesn’t matter how much you plead or beg. I won’t stop. Not until I’m done with you.” 

He paused to glance around and ensure no one was aware of his actions, then leaned back over her and used his free hand to pull her hair back sharply, causing her head to tilt up. “And I know if I did your body would beg to have me back. You’d be hopelessly craving for me to pleasure you… with my fingers, my tongue...” it was at this point she heard his voice tremble a bit as if he was struggling to keep control of himself.

He was still fingering her relentlessly when he suddenly stopped. The sudden removal of him when she was nearing the edge made her clench her stomach. She looked up at him desperately and opened her mouth to speak. 

Instead of letting her, he slid his fingers in her mouth. His eyes were filled with lust and hers with surprise.

 “Taste yourself and clean up your mess.” He was so tense like his eyes would drill a hole through her. Alexa obediently followed his command and sucked on his fingers. He watched her every movement, then pulled his hand back. He leaned into her ear once more. “Good girl.”

Then, as if nothing had happened, he returned to his book, lightly wiping his fingers on the blanket. She was left a mess, staring at him in shock. Why did he have to have so much self-control? It was infuriating. She wanted him to take her into the bathroom and claim her as his own, but she knew they couldn’t. But yet here he was, back at his book as if he was so unaffected. Enjoying how desperate he left her.

No. She refused to let him have all this power over her. So, she sat up and composed herself. After a moment, she began to crawl her hand up and around his hip, towards the brim of his pants. 

Loki, wanting to retain power, didn’t do anything. Didn’t even look at her to acknowledge her advances. She ran her fingertips along his skin, allowing her fingers to barely reach under his clothes. He still sat there, as if she was doing nothing. Then, she allowed her hands to explore and immediately felt the bulge in his pants. She felt her heart racing; she’d never done this before.

Loki was still remarkably composed but was almost refusing to look at her, as if when he did it would expose his desperation. But he didn’t need to. She could see it with her soul sight, he was bursting with lust, and her agonizingly slow movements were torture.

She sort of tightened her grip and ran her hand along his clothed shaft. He was big. At least, she thought. She really had nothing to compare to, but it had to be at the least ten inches, and the average was like 6…right?

It was also a lot harder than she expected. It didn’t even really feel like flesh, he was hard as a fucking rock.

When she ran her hand along him and tightened her grip, he finally lost his composure a bit. He let out a heavy sigh but kept his mouth closed, and she saw him blink several times, probably to hide his eyes that were rolling back out of his control.

She began running her hand, gripped around him as much as she could be through his clothes, up and down his length.

She noticed he was no longer looking at his book, as it was slowly falling towards his knees as he lost focus. His eyes were closed now, and his breathing was heavy.

Slowly, just to torture him as he did her, she began to slip her hand under his clothes. When she first touched the most sensitive part of him, she used only her fingertips, allowing herself to gently explore his shape.

Finally, he had leaned his head back against the seat and was pushing into her hand, grinding his hips.

They were still under the blanket, and he swiftly used some magic to unbutton and pull his pants down to just above his knees.

Now she began to stroke him, she had space now to do so. She did it slowly, but Loki was clearly losing his mind and had other desires. Now he looked over at her for the first time. He had a look of power in his eyes. “faster, my pet.” He whispered.

Alexa decided to not let him have this power. She simply looked to the side, and shrugged, continuing to slowly torture him.

“Oh? What have we here?” Loki said, raising his eyebrows and suddenly becoming extremely composed. “You’re disobeying?” 

Suddenly Alexa felt her heart drop to her stomach as he leaned over her. Still, she tried to keep her composure, raising her eyebrows at him.

“Your defiance is amusing, pet. What do you think the consequences will be? Shall I keep you from release for weeks? Months? Or shall I choose another punishment…” he trailed off as he ran his fingers down the side of her face, stopping at the bottom of her chin to tilt it up. “What do you think pet?” How he managed to whisper so sexily she could never understand. 

Alexa was struggling to keep herself in this attitude now, it took an extreme amount of effort. Why was she like this? She wanted power, but the moment Loki acted this way it was as if she melted, turning into a mindless girl with no inhibitions, all for him to play with.

He watched her as she attempted to keep her defiant attitude. She even removed her hand from him entirely. 

“My my…” his voice cooed in a whisper. “What a stubborn little thing you are. No matter… I do so love a challenge.”

It was now that he slipped his cold hands under her shirt. “So truly dear I want to know what you think would be a suitable punishment…” and his fingers got to her sensitive nipple. 

Alexa didn’t say anything, and could only focus on not releasing her whines of pleasure for the entire plane to hear. After a moment when she didn’t respond, Loki continued. “Well if you cannot muster the strength to speak…” he breathed the words into her neck. “I suppose I’ll have to choose for you.” Then he simultaneously pinched her nipple painfully hard and bit her ear. That time she did let out a gasp, and her hand flew over her mouth. 

“Keep quiet, my little whore, or this will only get worse for you.” He let out the sexiest chuckle she’d ever heard, while somehow still staying at the volume of a whisper. 

That did it. All self-control was out the window. She reached over, fumbling through the blanket to reach his hard cock, wrapped her small hand around it, and stroked it as fast as she could. For a moment, Loki smiled. “That’s a good girl…” it looked like he was going to continue, but the pleasure was overwhelming and he looked into her desperate eyes before closing his own and leaning his head back against the seat.

She continued this until her arm was sore. It didn’t take long though, and Loki was breathing heavily. He looked to her, and for a moment, he appreciated her submissive nature and the way she looked at him. The way her eyes stared into his, the way her mouth was fallen slightly open. The way she breathed him, every breath was for him, every movement and every word, was for him. She belonged to him. In an instant, this caused him to unravel.

Alexa saw his mouth fall open, and his eyes roll back and he arched his back against the seat. Then, she felt her hand getting wet. She slowed down a bit, but continued, twisting her hand with each stroke. He desperately was trying to stay quiet, that was clear.

Finally, after she saw his body relax, she stopped. He turned his head to her once more, and reached under the blanket, grabbing her wrist. She just kept looking at him with the most submissive look she could muster, and god she loved looking this way for him.

He removed her hand from under the blanket, and she saw his cum all over her hands. “Clean your mess pet.” He growled. For a moment, she reached with her other hand for a napkin, but then he pushed her hand to her mouth, and she began licking and cleaning off all of him from her skin. He tasted sort of salty, but it wasn’t in a bad way. Once her hand was clean, Loki began to use napkins under the blanket to clean up his area, and she saw his pants return to their place.

He then motioned for her to lean on him, and she obeyed. He let her rest on his shoulder, while he rested on her head. Both of them were out of breath from the encounter. As Alexa drifted to sleep, she couldn’t help but process what just happened, smiling as she recalled the things he’d said. And just above her, he did the same.

[wandaswifeyforlifey]

The 5 Stages of Grief

A/n: I had this idea recently and began to write it because I missed angst sooooooo much. I've decided I need to stop trying to write multiple fics at once because it just slows everythingggg down and slows down my posting especially so I will be writing requests in the order they have been sent in! Now, enjoy!

Ship: Natasha x Reader

Words: 1.3k

Summary: You recently found out Natasha and Steve had kissed on a mission and you had no idea what to think. Nat had been away on a mission, however, and was hoping to come back to your loving arms, only to get nothing. You avoid her and ignore her until one day you just can't do it anymore and have to talk about it.

Warnings: Mentions of cheating, heartbreak, generally pretty melancholy

Prompts: Angst No.7 - ‘Don’t look at me like that.’ ‘Like what?’ ‘Like you still love me.’

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The Stages of Grief

Stage 1: Denial

Once you overheard drunken Steve bragging about it at a party, you froze. No. No. Did you hear him correctly? She wouldn’t. He wouldn’t. They wouldn’t. You’d definitely misheard. Why would they do it? What situation would they be in? You smiled, trying to lie to yourself and trying to pretend you never heard a thing. It’s safe to say that didn’t last very long.

For the next 2 days, you were playing the words that came out of Steve’s mouth over and over again in your head. Nat was currently away on a mission but you weren’t sure if you were happy or not about that. You hadn’t spoken to Steve yet either. Should you? Maybe not. He’d know you had been listening to his conversation then. But he might have a rational explanation for all this. Maybe he was just doing some drunk babbling or maybe he was just trying to impress people? Any of those outcomes would be better than the one that remained in your mind.

It seemed unbearable without her here and you were just driving yourself crazy. At least today she was coming back so you could see if you were able to talk to her about it. Although, your demeanour clearly perturbed the rest of the team as they were involved in the conversation and knew you had heard what was said. The fact that you seemed uncomfortably bubbly and smiley worried them. You would get unsure grins back from Tony, furrowed brows from Bruce, sympathetic looks from Wanda. They were pretty sure they knew what would happen when Nat came back but the team could never be sure. Would it be calm and rational or would it be an all-out argument with shouting and throwing things? Considering your behaviour, there was no way to be certain.

Stage 2: Anger

Once Natasha had returned, she was expecting to be greeted by you, as you usually do, but opened the door to find an empty hallway. She was confused and hurt and worried and paranoid but no one had said anything, so Nat assumed she was just overthinking things. For the entire day, she had yet to see you and kiss you after the tiring mission she had been on.

“I’ll go ad see Steve,” she said to herself, hoping to find some comfort in having his company. She longed for your company, though. Your affection, attention, all and anything you could give so that she could feel that warmth she always had with you. It was almost agony, knowing she was close to you, yet so far.

You, on the other hand, had been steering clear of Natasha entirely. You wanted nothing to do with her after you had settled on what you believed to be true. She and Steve kissed, she didn’t pull away, she didn’t tell you and you had to find out through eavesdropping on conversations. That part most likely hurt you the most. The fact that she lied to you, never told you a thing, never even changed her behaviour to relieve the possible guilt she felt. Or maybe she didn’t even feel guilty. Maybe she intentionally did it just to get your attention or to hurt you for something you did. Either way, you didn’t plan on seeing her for as long as you could hold it off for but you knew that couldn’t be forever.

As it turns out, you couldn’t even hold it off for 2 days. You peered around the doorway to the gym, hoping to get a workout in after Nat’s session but she remained in the boxing ring, taking off her gloves. You turned back around the corner and sighed because you had made eye contact and knew she would be coming around the corner at any second.

She swung around the corner and looked at you with her hand on a cocked hip. She gave you a glare that was somehow soft underneath.

“Where have been?” she said, raising her eyebrows.

You ignored her and began to walk the other way but she grabbed your arm.

“I don’t understand how you can act like nothing happened! Like you haven’t been lying to me for weeks? Why do you even care? It’s not like I’m the person you were so excited to see when you got back. I’m guessing you immediately went to see Steve?” you stated sharply while turning back to face her. She was stumped. She had been to see Steve but she obviously couldn’t admit that because you saw it a different way. This conversation was doomed to fail as soon as the first sentence left Natasha’s mouth. She let go of your arm defeatedly and watched you walk away.

Stage 3: Bargaining

After that uncomfortable encounter took place, it became less avoiding and more ignoring. You simply wouldn’t acknowledge the presence of each other in the room. Needless to say, it made things very difficult for the team too.

Despite the toll it took, what was going on in both of your heads was even worse. You constantly felt sick at the thought of your girlfriend kissing Steve and Natasha constantly felt sick because she had no idea what was going on in your head. She was in the dark about every single part of the dilemma, yet felt angry and guilty nonetheless.

You both knew it couldn’t keep going on like this and you had to have a rational conversation about this at some time, and that time was now. There was no way around it. You were waiting outside Nat’s door, hesitating to knock but she opened the door just as you were about to put your hand down and walk away. You seemed to make each other jump but there was no awkward laughter that followed as it usually would. Instead, she moved to the side signalling for you to come into her room. The bed dipped slightly as you both sat on it in silence for a while until you broke the silence.

“We can’t keep doing this. We both know that. We need to talk this through.” you whispered just loud enough for her to hear.

“I know…. I know. I just- I don’t know what I did? What did I lie about? Why are you angry at me?” she said, hurt. You felt the anger building up inside of you but reminded yourself that she was being sincere right here and now. It was unfair to get frustrated when she had no way of knowing exactly what you were talking about.

“I know about you and Steve kissing.”

She paled.

“You don’t need to say anything… just- just don’t. Please. That’s all I ask.”

She looked at you, her eyes overflowing with emotion. She probably couldn’t say anything even if she tried. Natasha looked at you while trying to put herself in your situation but she couldn’t help but think about the moments you’d shared together.

“Don’t look at me like that.” you said while standing up and moving towards the door.

“Like what?”

“Like you still love me.” and with that, you left.

Stage 5: Acceptance

That talk seemed to soothe your relationship and the chaos it had caused. Not too long after, you and Natasha could participate in conversations together and it was as if nothing had ever happened between you. Of course, you hadn’t forgiven her. That would take a lot longer. And she still felt guilty too. Every time she looked over to you and you made eye contact, she felt that twang of pain. Every. Single. Time.

Whether it was a healthy end to your romantic relationship or not, what mattered now was that it was back to normal and you would have each other’s backs until the end of the line.

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All Alone

(2399 words) by

RavagingValiance

Chapters: 1/1

Fandom:

Marvel Cinematic Universe

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Relationships: Nebula & Tony Stark

Characters: Nebula (Marvel), Tony Stark

Additional Tags: Tony Stark Has Issues, Hurt Tony Stark, Anxiety Attacks, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD, Nebula & Tony Stark Friendship, POV Nebula (Marvel), Nebula (Marvel) is a Good Bro, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Hurt/Comfort, Pre-Avengers: Endgame (Movie), Avengers: Endgame (Movie) Compliant, Tony Stark-centric, Tony Angst, Angst with a Happy Ending

Summary:

The Benatar drifts through space, alone and forgotten.

Battle damaged, and low on supplies, the ship's controls stop working.

Nebula tries to get them under control, cursing at what was once her sister's home.

Tony tries to sleep away the memory of what he's lost.

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“Please stop making me fall in love with you!” || M’baku x Reader One shot

Summary: You are a simple healer with feelings for M’baku.

Warnings: none

Words: 1270

Author: Cass

A/N: This one-shot was written for @arawynn ‘s writing challenge. My prompt was “Please stop making me fall in love with you! I swear, every time I see your beautiful face, I fall all over again.”

Living high in the mountains wasn't easy and everyone knew it, everyone except people from Jabari tribal.

You were a simple healer, your main objective was to keep everyone happy and healthy, no matter what it was, a sickness or a battle wounds.

You were mostly taking care of second thing but still, it was your work.

Jabari liked to fight and everyone knew it, that was why there were so many of warriors, like you. You were the one that was bringing them a relief after every fight.

You were calmly walking through the village with a basket full of herbs when you saw a little boy sitting in front of your house.

"Let me guess, you played with older boys again, huh?" You said walking closer to him.

Boy nodded. "I just really want to be like they, and I hurt my leg."

You smiled softly and opened door to your hut. "I told you that soon you will be like them, and that for now, you should be careful around them." You put away your basket and patted a little stool. "Come on, let's take a look at this leg."

Boy nodded and climbed on a stool, showing you his leg, then you carefully inspected his injury. It was nothing more than a bigger scratch.

You gently washed his wound and wrapped it into the fresh bandage. You could see that boy didn't like it, and tried to be brave.

When you were done, you petted his head.

"You were really brave but please, be more careful. Warrior need to be brave but also wise, okay?"

He giggled and nodded. "Okay, I promise but can you take me home?"

You smiled at him. "This one time I will do this." You said and took boy's hand. "Okay, let's go."

You knew where the boy lived, so it wasn't a big deal for you to take him home.

You considered that a time spent with kids was the best time of your life. They were funny, cute, gently, and they made your heart melt. They often liked to pull you into their little games every time when they saw you, and you weren't too busy with your work.

It was a nice difference than patching up adults.

Suddenly, you were surrounded by other kids that wanted to play.

Little did you know that you were watched by someone else also.  To be exact, by M’baku himself.

You both knew each other pretty well, you often were helping him with wounds or any kind of injuries. This was what he loved in you, your kindness, your need of helping someone, how gently you were.

He never was brave enough to tell you everything, and he felt so weird with it but finally decided to walk to you. “Y/N?”

You looked up from crowd of kids and smiled. “M’baku!” You bowed your head a little and looked at kids. “Okay, now go and play alone.” When you were free, you smiled at M’baku again. “How are you today? Everything is fine?”

He nodded. “Yes, everything is fine. I was wondering how are you today, that’s why I came here.” “That’s so nice.  I am great, I just returned from my herbs hunt and I was kidnapped by kids.”  You said before laughing.

“They like you, you look like person that is really good with kids.” He noticed with smile.

You blinked and blushed deeply, you haven’t used to hear such a words from him. “I… Thank you, I am sorry M’baku but… I need to go. I still have a lot of work to do.”

„This is not a problem. I hope we will see each other soon.” You both said goodbye and then you quickly walked back to your hut.

You sat on your chair and rubbed your face. “Why this always needs to happen!” You growled loudly. You were in love with him but what could you do. He was a leader when you were a simple healer.

You spend hour in your chair thinking about all of this before deciding to really do something to keep your hands and mind busy.

It was few days since you met M’baku. Your days were going slowly, without bigger problems. They were calm, filled with simple work and little pleasures like walks or playing with children.

You thought that this day will be no different than previous ones. You didn’t expect anything to happen, so you simply sat in your little hut doing practically nothing.

Suddenly you heard loud banging at your door. You rolled your eyes and got up to open them, you couldn’t describe how big surprise it was to see one of M’baku’s guards standing right in front of you.

You blinked and look up at him. “Something’s wrong? Did I do something?”

“No, our leader needs you.” He simply informed you.

What could possibly happen that he required your present now? And why he didn’t come by himself?

You quickly grabbed your bag and followed the guard.

M’baku was sitting on his throne, he didn’t look happy, you could see that but worst thing was blood on his face. You could tell it came from wound on his forehead. He looked at you. “Y/N…”

“M’baku. Look at yourself.” You walked to him closer and gently took his face in your hands. “What happened to you, I didn’t hear about any fight today.” You said before pulling out a little cloth from your bag and pressing it to his wound.

“Because there was none. Today was a coronation of young prince.” He muttered.

“You took your people and went there to challenge him, huh?” You asked and looked at him.

“Yes, I did.” M’baku nodded.

“Why you didn’t tell me earlier? I would be ready or something, at last I would know. What if T’challawould kill you? Thanks Bast that he is a smart man with good heart.” You sighed softly as you started to clean his face from blood.

“I didn’t tell you because I didn’t want you to see me as a frailer.” He sighed and nuzzled to you.

At that point you couldn’t help but hugged him. “Hey, everything is fine. I still see you as someone amazing and I still see you as a great leader. This thing will never change for me.”

“Even when I lose?”

You petted his hair gently. “Well, you are beaten up but the most important is that you are back, we Jabari need you, M’baku.”

He moved his head enough so he could look up at you, at this you only smiled at him sweetly. “Please, stop.”

You blinked. “I…. I don’t do anything.”

He smiled defiantly amused by you little confusion.  “Please stop making me fall in love with you! I swear, every time I see your beautiful face, I fall all over again.” After that words he pulled you closer.

You blushed deeply and shook your head. “I love you too but now, please. Let me go M’baku, I need to take care of you.”

“Of course my queen but I have one more question to you.” He said. “Will you stay here with me? I will need your help during my recovery.”

You laughed loudly. “Well, I don’t think your injuries need so much attention but just for the safety, I will stay to keep an eye on.”

“I cannot wait to have both of those beautiful eyes all over me.” He murmured.

“M’baku! Stop, now come on. Let me finish my job!” You said frowning.

“Okay, let’s do some of your

magic.” M’baku nodded.

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A Girl and A God Chapter List

A chapter list with hyperlinks to make things easy. I also have added some notes if any readers would just like to jump to the steamy bits or the cute bits.

Chapter 1- Moonlit Ashes

Chapter 2- Containment

Chapter 3- Breaking

Chapter 4- Different (Alexa Meets Loki)

Chapter 5- Beautifully Broken

Chapter 6- Welcome

Chapter 7- Cold Coffee and Pancakes

Chapter 8- Questions and Answers

Chapter 9- Pleading

Chapter 10- Tragedies and Skittles (Real cute)

Chapter 11- Heart Disease (Cuter)

Chapter 12- Safe

Chapter 13- Empty

Chapter 14- The Chase

Chapter 15- Captives

Chapter 16- Silence

Chapter 17- Blades (hella sexual tension)

Chapter 18- City Nights

Chapter 19- Unexpected

Chapter 20- Symphony (All da Smut *finally*)(Also Cuteness)

Chapter 21- Touched (So fluffy. Such feels)

Chapter 22- Floating (Fluff/Cuteness)

Chapter 23- Words (Smut, Fluff)

Chapter 24- Recovery

Chapter 25- Control (Fluff, lil sad)

Chapter 26- Returning

Chapter 27- Blood, Sweat, and Tears (Sad fluff)

Chapter 28- Guilt

Chapter 29- New Beginnings (a bit of fluff)

Chapter 30- 30,000 Feet High (SMUT)

[lakinda5654]

~~~~A Girl and A God~~~~ Chapter 26- Returning

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A Girl and A God is a RATED M Loki Fanfic with an original character, Alexa, who is taken in by Tony Stark after the revelation of abilities of her own. There’s sex, romance, heartbreak, action, fluff, angst, all that good stuff. Full description in blog, and a jump-to-chapter list if you just want the smut or the cuteness bits. Enjoy <3

Chapter Summary: Alexa returns to Avengers tower, but when she gets there, something is missing...

Contains: Violence, blood, traumatic

Word Count: 2,012

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The last night continued the same as the one before it, this time with Tony there. He observed and made sure Alexa was comfortable and stress-free.

Finally, it was almost dawn of the last night. She was successful, and she didn’t obliterate the Canadian countryside. It felt good, she could now definitively blame her foster parents for that night. She was still in control, at least partly. 

Whenever the moon would set each morning, it was like being able to take a full breath after 12 hours of panting. Her veins would return to normal, her heart would stop pounding. She could relax. Best of all, she could go home to Loki. She missed him so much, and the 3 days felt more like a full week of time. It was as if his touch had planted a garden on her skin, that was now left without water and was drying up. 

Finally, it hit. She let out a sigh as the surging power left her body, and she was back to normal. Her entire body relaxed and she slumped down onto the bed.

“Are you good werewolf?” Tony asked through the speaker. 

She nodded, and rose to walk to the com button. “I’m more than good, I’m done. We can go home now.”

“Alright!” Tony sounded excited but also relieved. The one wall of her cell vanished, letting in the fresh cold morning air. It smelled of fir trees. The helicopter was ready to go. She packed all her things into her bag, which didn’t take long because most of it she had kept inside anyways.

Tony and Banner put their bags and a hard suitcase of tech readings from the trip into the helicopter. And with that, they were off. She was so excited to see Loki again that it actually ached in her chest. The faint start of soul sight had begun, and curiosity overwhelmed her. What it would be like to be able to see his feelings when she returned to him... 

As they flew, she put her hair into those two braids, the ones that reminded Loki of his Helmet. She wanted to be perfect for him.

Soon, skyscrapers replaced fir trees, and the view of the city once again took her breath away. As soon as they landed she threw her words at Stark. “I’m going to go to my room to rest for a while!” Before he could respond, she had jumped off the helicopter and ran into the stairwell. 

She burst the open the door to her room and let it slam behind her. Out of breath, she looked around. He wasn’t in the main room. She opened the bathroom door without knocking, and he wasn’t there either.

He must be in his cell, that’s where he should be anyways... she assured herself.  She dropped her things and headed straight to his cell. 

Her heart sank. He wasn’t there. Him or his illusion. She desperately punched in the pin to open the door and searched for the bracelet. It was gone too.

She felt her heart race. They had been caught. Tony had to have known, but he hadn’t said a word of it to her. Alexa ran up the stairs, trying to think. Where is he?

Soul sight. If she focused hard enough, maybe she could sense him when she got close. The power was still weak, as it had just begun, but this seemed like her only option. She hurried down hallways and entered every unlocked room she could. There was nothing. Until she reached the main room.

 She sensed a gathering of people in the room close by, and the feeling in the room was… difficult. It was anger, disgust, and fury. 

Oh god. She ran up to the wall, searching for a door. She heard yelling, it sounded like Thor’s yelling, but the words were too muffled to make out.

Finally, she found a side hall that lead up to the door of the room. She busted through it, and she took in the sight in front of her.

Thor was standing in the back of the room, yelling at the love of her life, who was on the floor on his knees. Blood stained and trickled down his swollen face. His hands were bound behind his back. He was helpless. Thor was hitting him, throwing devastating blow after blow at his victim. It was as if Thor had lost all self-control, whatever Loki had done had sent him into an unstoppable rage. She could see Thor’s soul, and it was angrier than anything she’d ever seen. He was yelling at his brother, but she was so shaken she couldn’t even hear his words. 

The rest of the Avengers were standing idle, averting their eyes or turning away. As if this was justified, but they couldn't bring themselves to watch it. 

Loki couldn’t protect himself, and Thor was relentless. He kept yelling and releasing his anger through his punches to Loki’s body and face. Her love’s soul looked broken, weary, and hopeless. Only a few had seen her enter, and Thor wasn’t among them.

“LOKI!” Alexa screamed. She felt herself sprinting to him. For a brief moment, he looked back at her. His broken emerald eyes met hers before a heavy blow to his temple knocked him to the ground. Alexa threw herself over him. It felt like she’d gone deaf. She heard muffled words and yells of others, but she ignored them. Loki's curled, beaten, unconscious figure was on the floor facing her. She felt her arms and legs wrap around his. She took his bloodied head and tucked it into the crook of her neck. Her sobs came like waves. They were loud, and she knew it. She wouldn’t listen to anyone- she wouldn’t hear Thor’s yells. For a moment, she felt someone trying to tug her away. She refused to leave him, and held on tighter-  letting out a yell as loud as she could. There weren't words, she couldn’t form any. She screamed out between her deafening sobs until the hands retreated. She surely looked like an insane, tantrum-throwing child, but she didn’t care. Her skin could feel the wetness of Loki’s blood seeping through her shirt.

Alexa didn’t know how long this went on.There would be hands on her, trying to move her, some trying to comfort her. None of them received anything but a scream. She managed to form the word ‘no’ a couple times, but that was it.

After a while, she heard silence. The room was empty, or at least almost empty according to her soul sight. She took a moment to back up and lift Loki’s head from her shoulder. The clotting blood was sticking to her shirt and to her braids- the braids meant for him. 

She tucked his head back down. Her sobs had stopped, and now she was just gently weeping. Guilt took over her. I didn’t keep him safe. Though at this moment she didn’t know what she could have done differently, she only knew she felt responsible. “I’m sorry...” she whimpered into his blood-stained ear. “I’m so sorry.” She brushed his sticky hair off his face. “I love you.” 

After a few minutes of this, she finally looked up. Her soul sight was correct, the room was empty, all empty except Tony. He was waiting patiently in a chair about 7 feet from her. Her glare was weak and filled with tears. “What do you want?” She spat at him.

“Alexa we are just trying to protect y…”

“I would rather die than have this be the cost of my so-called protection.” Her words were venomous, but she was still trying not to cry.

“Can you please let me explain? For a moment? And I will let you explain your side of what’s been going on?” Tony asked in exasperation. 

Alexa glared at him, turned away, and held Loki’s body closer. Tony apparently took that as a yes, because he began his story. 

“Today when we were on our way back, I got a call about what happened from Steve. He said that this morning when the staff went to bring him a meal, they saw Loki with something he should not have had.” He explained. “Loki was in his cell, sleeping with one of your T-shirts.” 

This caused Alexa to let out a small sob. He missed me.

 “I know, creepy, much more creepy is how did he even get out.” Tony continued. “So Steve brought him out to question him. He also found he’d also gotten the bracelet off which is a miracle in itself- I have no idea how he managed that. And he wouldn’t say how he did it.” He let out a sigh. “So, the group had a meeting this morning, trying to see if anyone knew anything or had any ideas. Peter was very obviously keeping his head down and they got it out of him. How he’d seen what appeared to be by his description, Loki trying to rape you. And that you’d told him that that wasn’t happening and to keep it a secret.” He paused. “So… I’m sorry Alexa. We don’t believe him. You’re young and have never been in a relationship. We thought he was using you to escape… but this… it’s beyond what we thought he would do. When Thor heard what Loki had done to you, he was beside himself. He was so ashamed of his brother and angry to the point where you saw him today. He ran in to where the others were continuing to question him and what you saw here started up.”

Alexa cried softly throughout his story. They will never believe me. My side of the story doesn’t matter, because I am a young, naive girl, and he is the god of mischief.

“Well not that this matters, but he loves me and I love him. It wasn’t rape, I consented completely. But clearly, you guys don’t believe I have the ability to give him consent.” She continued in tears. “I’ve been keeping him in my room. You know what we’ve been doing? I’ve been cooking things for him to try. I’ve been showing him TV shows and movies. I’ve been helping him fall asleep and we’ve been playing with our powers. I showed him how to play go-fish. We fell in love, and I’m not wrong Tony. For Christ’s sake, I can see his fucking soul. I can see when people are lying. He’s not manipulating me. He’s in love with me, and I’m the first person that has even tried to love him back without reason other than to care for him.”

Tony was silent for a moment. “When you have soul sight you can detect lies?”

She nodded. “And sure. I haven’t been able to see him since we started this whole mess, but I can see him now. And he misses me, he’s hurt and he’s afraid. He’s in love” she said. “And I didn’t need soul sight to know that.”

Tony sighed and put his head in his hands. She then pulled Loki from her shoulder and carefully set his head onto the floor, then stood up. 

Tony seemed to be lost in thought and didn’t notice. Hopefully, her reasoning had helped her case. 

She interrupted his thoughts. “I want him in my room so I can take care of him.”

“Alexa…” He was clearly about to protest, but the look on her face let him know it wasn’t up for debate. 

Tony sighed. “Ok, but a guard is to be present the whole time.” he asserted. He then directed his tech assistant to call the team for a meeting in the dining hall, and summoned some guards to carry Loki to Alexa’s room.

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~~~~A Girl and A God~~~~ Chapter 25- Control

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A Girl and A God is a RATED M Loki Fanfic with an original character, Alexa, who is taken in by Tony Stark after the revelation of abilities of her own. There’s sex, romance, heartbreak, action, fluff, angst, all that good stuff. Full description in blog, and a jump-to-chapter list if you just want the smut or the cuteness bits. Enjoy <3

Chapter Summary: Alexa says goodbye to Loki as she sets out for her first full moon since her accident...

Contains: Fluff, goodbyes

Word Count: 2,469

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Alexa woke to morning light spilling into her room. She quickly got up and headed to the bathroom to shower. She’d be leaving after lunch with Stark, so she decided to get ready early so there would be time to relax before the flight.

A while later, Loki woke to the sound of music playing. He reached his arm out to feel her, only to be disappointed. 

“Petal?” There was no answer. He sat up, allowing his eyes to adjust. She wasn’t in the room, but that music, he realized, was her. 

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—Here is the song she is singing——

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He stood and walked slowly to the bathroom door, and heard her melodic voice singing a beautiful tune. There was a speaker playing that she was singing along to, he assumed it was from her phone. It was a piano song.

 “I’m jealous of the wind…” her voice was so pure and clear, it was captivating. He found himself turning and leaning his head back, against the door. He listened to her gorgeous voice. 

“That ripples through your clothes…” he took in every sound she made. “It’s closer than your shadow…..oh, I’m jealous of the wind.”

He remained there, listening to her, knowing fully that he wouldn’t be able to for the next 3 or 4 days, possibly more after they were found out. They would be, he was certain. This was too elaborate, and now with that boy knowing their secret… there was no chance. He just wanted to absorb every bit of the freedom he had with her. So he sat against the door and listened to her sing.

Soon the shower turned off. He stood, and leaned against the doorframe. She seemed to take quite a while to dry. When she finally did, he startled her when she opened the door.

“Fuck why do you have to do that” she was irritated, but also glad to see him.

Then Loki noticed her hair. It was different. While normally her hair flowed long down her back, today it was in two braids. On each side of her head, she’d had the braid start small and follow the curve of her head, going behind her ear, and then falling down in front of each of her shoulders.

 “Love, did you do this?” He said as he ran his fingers along her head, inspecting its intricacy. 

“No, I hired someone.” She said sarcastically. “Yeah, I did them.”

“It’s beautiful. It reminds me of my helmet. The shape…”

Alexa hadn’t realized it, but he was right, she looked in a mirror on the wall, and not only did the braids make her feel badass, but they also reminded her of Loki’s horned helmet.

She smiled. It felt good, and at that moment she never wanted to wear her hair any other way. It was as if now she was displaying a part of him, as a part of herself.

She kissed his cheek, then leaned into his chest and hugged him. He held her tightly, and the unspoken words between them in the silence seemed to be heard by both of them. This is awful. We will be apart, but not for too long. Please stay safe.

Then Alexa sadly pulled away from the hug and turned to pack. Her duffel bag was on the floor by the closet.

She started silently filling it with basic needs, mindlessly. She didn’t want to have to say goodbye to him. What if something happened to him while she was gone. What if something happened from the full moon and she was sent somewhere else. There were so many possibilities with this, so many unknowns, and she hated it.

She zipped up her bag and felt Loki’s arms wrap around her from behind. She sighed and leaned into him. He was always a bit warmer in the mornings.

“Are you going to go to your cell? Or stay here?”

“I’d much prefer to stay here. But I know it would likely be safer for me to be in the cell, so that’s where I will go.” He said softly. She trusted he would. He turned her around and kissed her softly. Alexa let out a sigh, and let go of him so she could go to breakfast.

While there, Tony deliberately sat next to her. She saw Peter, who saw Tony, and immediately sat somewhere else. She felt glad that Tony would be coming with her, it would make it easier for Peter to stay quiet.

Tony spoke with her about the days to come, describing what she’d need to bring with her and what the cell was like. It was apparently large and open, with everything she’d need to be plenty comfortable, and the walls would be see-through. She’d have private areas curtained off though, for bathing, changing, etc.

They’d be there for 4 nights, tonight just to set up and the next three would be go-time. Tony explained they would also be bringing Dr. Banner with them as part of the team. When his name came up, he smiled and waved kindly from down the table.

They’d also have an entourage of guards for security.

After lab time that morning, she quickly got to her room to finish packing and see Loki one last time. He was waiting there for her, and he didn’t say anything as she added items to her bag.

Once she’d finished and set her bag by the door, she turned and looked at Loki watching her from the armchair. She could no longer contain her emotions she began to cry. She was so afraid of all the possible outcomes of this trip. She felt Loki wrap his arms around her, and kiss her forehead. “It will be alright love.”

“You don’t know that,” she said between sobs. “We have no control over this. Over any of this...”

He then backed up a bit and tilted her chin up. He wiped tears from her cheeks with his thumb. “I do. No matter what happens, I will always find you.”

Then they kissed. It was delicate and perfect and long, their lips falling together like pieces to a puzzle.

“I love you, Alexa.”

“I love you too Loki.”

She then quietly opened the door and closed it behind her.

After lunch, everyone said goodbye to them and wished them luck. What the luck was for, she wasn’t sure. Luck for Tony and Banner not to be blown to bits by her loss of control possibly. She hugged Thor and then Peter, who she gave a look of thanks to once more.

And they were off. Tony escorted her and Banner to the helicopter pad. Stark’s helicopter was more than luxurious. She was given a comfortable chair, a tv screen, and a pair of headphones for the ride. She had to admit, she was excited about this part. She’d never ridden in a helicopter before, and she knew the view over NYC and then the countryside would be breathtaking.

It was. As the loud machine started up, they began to lift off. She didn’t take her eyes off of the world below her. All the buildings jutted up like shining concrete trees they soared over effortlessly. She saw boats on the river and the gorgeous view of the sea beyond.

The countryside, while beautiful, was much less exciting after a while. Oregon looked about the same, and though it was fun to see it from above, it was also very much the same view for the rest of the flight.

When they landed in a clearing, she stepped out and saw her cell. It was much different than she’d pictured. The thing was like a very wide hexagonal cylinder, with heavy-looking metal beams holding each corner, and the walls were some sort of tech glass. Inside, there was a bed, a table and chair, a couch and a tv, and then a curtained off bathroom. She held her bag’s strap in her sweaty hands, and Tony gave her a mini-tour.

Next to the cell was a building with a lab and rooms for the guards, Tony, and Banner to sleep in. The flight had been long, and it was almost evening. The full moon wasn’t until tomorrow night, so tonight was just a sort of test run and a moment to set up. So, Tony opened the cell’s “door” with a remote of some kind, and an entire wall vanished. 

She stepped inside hesitantly, and Tony patted her back. “Don’t worry kid, we’ll be here if you need anything. These walls are energy-absorbing, so explosions will be diminished if not completely contained.” He explained. “I really don’t foresee anything happening though, because last time you were pushed so much and it was the first occurrence. We just want to be safe, and also monitor any of your energy spikes.”

 She gave him a fake smile and set her bag down. 

“Oh and if you need to talk to us, this button,” he said pointing to a blue button on one of the corner beams. 

As Tony stepped back, the wall reclosed in front of him. And she was alone. For a moment, everything was quiet. Then she heard Tony’s voice come from a speaker above. “Testing, one-two…”

She gave him a thumbs up. 

“Ok now test your end.”

Alexa walked to the button and held it down, it was similar to the one on Loki’s cell. “Hi,” she said tentatively. 

“Perfect” Stark said. Then she saw him talking to Banner. She couldn’t hear a word, but tried and failed to read their lips. After a moment Tony explained more details to her, how the cell would be monitoring her and informing them of any valid activity, who would be on call when and etc. then they went into the nearby building.

The night and next day were long and boring. She spent most of the time watching TV or reading the book she was so glad she’d brought. They gave her meals throughout the day and she kept to herself, watching the guards and giving them names in her head that she deemed suitable.

In the evening though, she was much more distracted. She had gone through a full moon many times, so she knew what to expect. It should be a fact of life at this point. But this time it was different because of what she’d done. She wondered if there was any coming back from that… what if her power only grew more?

Tony and Banner were prepped and ready. Early in the evening, it would hit her like a thunderclap, as it always did. The other phases were slow and gradual, but not the full moon. Her previous power would fade to nothing, and then as soon as the moon finished rising, she’d be hit with a wave of energy that could knock her to her knees.

She had explained all this to Tony, who watched her intensely, trying to take note of every detail. She knew they had cameras, but she assumed his scientific mind wanted to witness this in person.

At this point, she had shoved her hatred for what Tony had done somewhere deep. Right now, she was eternally grateful for what he was doing. If she was alone right now after what had happened, she’d be panicked.

“Ok, moon rises in 30 seconds kid, are you ready?” Tony asked.

Alexa gave a thumbs up and a half-smile. She sat down on the edge of the bed so she wouldn't be knocked down. They all waited silently. 

It hit. She gasped to get the air back into her lungs. She looked at her arms and hands, which always glowed much brighter for this event. Even the veins in her neck would shine. After she’d gathered herself and gotten used to the familiar energy, she walked up to the wall to face Tony and showed him her neck and arms.

“Impressive werewolf.” He said as she did a little spin. As she did though, her hand was pointed towards her bag, which proceeded to follow her hand movement and be launched across the room.

Alexa rolled her eyes and went to go get it. As soon as she grabbed the handle though, the entire bag frosted over. She then sighed and dropped it.

“So... I take it this is all typical?” Tonys' voice echoed through the speaker. 

She nodded back at him. These events continued throughout the next days and nights. Tony ended up falling asleep on a chair outside at one point, having to be woken by a guard to take him back to his room and let Banner take over. The spasms of power this time around included the book she was reading being lit on fire, the bed blankets forcefully wrapping her in a burrito, her floating up to the ceiling uncontrollably, and at one point she transformed into a cat after seeing one on tv, to name a few. It was a long and irritating process. 

On night 2, Banner was watching her. “So… you aren’t trying to do any of this?” 

She shook her head. 

“What happens when you do try to do something specific?” He asked.

Alexa walked to the communication button and pushed it. “It never works right. If I give a command or try to do something it will do what I said but with 10x more intensity, or it will be the wrong target, or it would use the entirely wrong power, or it will start and then immediately fail.”

Banner thought for a moment. “Can you show me? Like, move that pillow from the bed to here.” He said. 

She sighed. This was going to go poorly, but whatever. She raised her finger and sent the command. The pillow instantly shot up to the ceiling, slamming against it, then the wall, then slammed into the ground. She looked back at Banner, who sort of gave her an awkward nod of thanks. “Can you try again?”

Oh boy. She tried again, and this time the entire bed launched towards her through the air. 

“STOP!” she practically screamed at the bed in her panicked command. It did work, and the bed stopped. Unfortunately, everything stopped. The power stopped. In the darkness for a moment, she didn’t move a muscle. She wasn’t sure if the cell walls would stay up, or if she could hurt someone...

 “Banner?” She called out, worried.

“Yeah, we planned for this, we can get it back on, no worries.” She heard him walking towards the building. After about 30 seconds, the light returned. Banner came back outside. 

“You want me to try again?” She asked sarcastically. 

“No, we’re good.” Banner replied. 

She chuckled a little and lied down on the bed, playing a game on her phone.

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~~~~A Girl and A God~~~~ Chapter 23- Words

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A Girl and A God is a RATED M Loki Fanfic with an original character, Alexa, who is taken in by Tony Stark after the revelation of abilities of her own. There’s sex, romance, heartbreak, action, fluff, angst, all that good stuff. Full description in blog, and a jump-to-chapter list if you just want the smut or the cuteness bits. Enjoy <3

Chapter Summary: Alexa and Loki spend their last day at the tower before she leaves for the full moon, Alexa tells Loki a sultry secret, and the two have an eventful evening on the couch...

Contains: Jealousy, Smut, Fluff, Coming out, dirty talk, dom/sub

Word Count: 1,776

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Another day passed. It was typical, with nothing super special, but for Alexa it was difficult. The full moon was the day after tomorrow, and she couldn’t get it out of her head.

During lab that day, Tony had spoken to her about his plan. He had a special holding cell, out in the middle of the countryside in Canada. Nothing for miles around but woods. He would take her there and be able to safely monitor her and keep her calm and at ease, hopefully without any issues. Alexa agreed but was sad that she wouldn’t be able to be with Loki during the whole process, though it wasn’t like she was expecting it.

Loki had been sensing her tension and fear through the whole day, so he’d tried to make it as lighthearted as possible. They watched the comedies that she somehow found funny, and he tolerated them with her.

Inside though, Loki had been struggling with his own desires. He hadn’t been with a woman in such a long time, their acts in the days prior had been stuck in his mind like a virus. But he knew that Alexa had much to deal with at the moment, and he didn’t want to seem desperate or needy, even though at this point, he was.

Alexa went to group lunch and chatted with Peter and Thor most of the time. She had found that those two made good companions for her. Thor was so very kind and always seemed understanding. He told her some of his stories of adventures and how he first came to Earth. She loved hearing them. She also told Thor of her power discoveries, and though they hadn’t gotten to play with lightning together, she still wanted to on her next cycle. She also showed Thor pictures on her phone and little videos of Pikachu, which he didn’t quite seem to find as cute as she did, but he at least tried to understand.

Peter had visited after lunch that day to play with Thunder and talk with her. She’d hidden Loki under the bed for his visit. They had a good time together, the two of them had a lot in common, mostly with their humor. 

Once Peter had left, Loki groaned and rolled out from under the bed. “Could we try to make his visits as minimal as possible?”

“Yes, I know it’s uncomfortable down there... I’m sorry,” she said, helping him to his feet and giving him a kiss on the cheek. 

Loki stretched his cramped muscles now that they were free. As he went into the kitchen to get a snack, he commented to Alexa from across the room. “You two do seem to get along well.” His tone was ever so slightly sarcastic. 

Is he jealous? she thought. “What do you mean?”

“Well, he seems quite fond of you.” His tone was growing more sarcastic and snarky as they spoke. 

“Loki oh my word he is 16. Not only is he under-age but he is 4 years younger than me. He’s just a kid. A kid who wants a friend.”

 “You do realize I am over a thousand years old, Petal. If 4 years is too much for you I am certainly off-limits.”

Alexa sighed loudly. “That’s different. You’re immortal basically. Exceptions apply.” She ended it at that and turned on the TV to watch an episode of The Office before going to dinner.

When she returned from dinner, it was their last evening together before she would leave for Canada tomorrow afternoon with Stark. Loki knew he’d miss her, but he kept trying to keep things lighthearted. “What is your favorite show, Petal?” He said as they picked something to watch, spooning on the couch.

“House. But I haven’t shown you that one yet, so I guess out of the ones you’ve seen, my favorite is The Office.” She replied, but her tone was heavy, and the happiness normally present in her voice was drained.

“Hm,” he said and kept looking to the tv while stroking his hand through her hair.

“Loki…” she clearly had something to say, and he felt it would surely be about the full moon, but she surprised him. “Was I good? At sex?”

This was unexpected. “My petal we haven’t even had sex. If you think we have then I have a lot more to teach you than I thought.” He chuckled a bit as he spoke into the back of her head. 

“I mean i know we haven’t actually done it, but in general.” she rolled onto her back so she could see him. “Like the other night, when you…” she looked at him and made a motion with her head, begging to not have to say it. 

He raised his eyebrows at her expectantly. 

“I mean when we kissed and I tried to…” she paused, clearly uncomfortable. 

He pounced in this opportunity. “To what, love?”

“To do other things? Like, grab your hair and kind of, move my body with yours, or… whatever. Was I good at that stuff?”

She had no idea how good she’d been. He was utterly intoxicated and wanted to command her to strip at this instant. To throw her on his bed and take what was his, to hear her scream his name…

But that was the sole physical drive in him. He’d done that with the many Asgardians in the past that were paid for such things, but this was different. He cared for this girl’s feelings. He wanted to make sure she was comfortable and wanted to know what she liked. He wanted to please her. Not to mention, that he was her first. He wanted to be a good experience for her, but truly he wanted to be her only experience. He knew that was wrong, he shouldn’t want to own this girl, but he wanted to in the purest way; he wanted to be owned by her too.

“You were… utterly perfect Petal.” He said, his tone was deep. Thinking back to what she’d done made him even more filled with lust.

That made her smile. “And what of me?” Loki said, raising his eyebrows at her. “Was I satisfactory to you, pet?” He already knew the answer.

“Oh… yes, Loki it was… amazing.” She stuttered a bit.

“And what more would you like of me? Is there anything that you have a fondness for? Any particular… desires?” He was struggling to hold himself back now and began running his fingertips up and down her neck.

“Actually, yes. There is something I’ve been meaning to tell you, um…” he noticed immediately that her tone had changed, she seemed nervous again.

“What is it, love?”

“On Asgard… is anyone ever, like what’s the stance on… well…same-sex relationships?”

Oh. Loki could see where this was possibly going, and it utterly drove him mad with want. The thought of her with another girl…

“Ah yes. Humans still find it controversial don’t they?”

“Well, some do.”

“On Asgard, it does not matter who you love, so long as you love them kindly and with loyalty.”

“Oh okay…” Alexa paused. “Well, do you know what Bi is?”

“I certainly do.” His voice was smooth and understanding.

She didn’t speak, it seemed like she couldn’t get the words out herself.

“Is that what you are, love?

Alexa nodded nervously.

Loki laughed. “Petal you don’t need to be afraid. You think I have the ability to shape-shift into whoever I please at my whim and I have not explored the many realms of sex in my one thousand years of life?”

Oh. She wasn’t expecting that, but it made everything that much better. She smiled, relieved, and pushed her lips onto his. The more she learned of this god, the more deeply she fell in love with him.

“There are other kinks I have too…” Alexa said. She’d gained more confidence, and her tone had turned from anxious to teasing. 

Loki noticed. “Oh? Do tell.”

“Well…” she said, playing with the collar of her shirt. “I love being controlled. Like, someone just using me. At least I fantasize about that a lot when…” she jolted back into uncomfortable. Loki was now bursting with lust at her confession of being submissive, and he pushed himself closer to her. “When what, pet?”

With his lips inches from her face, his breathing heavy, Alexa realized very quickly where this was going.

“When you play with yourself?”

She gave a short nod. Her eyes once again trapped in his and wouldn’t let go. He kept leaning towards her and moved to the side until he had pushed her down onto her back on the couch, and he held himself over her.

“Oh my dear, I would love to see that, but I do believe would be punishable if you were to touch what is mine without permission.”

His words caught her by surprise, causing her mouth to hang slightly open for a moment. At the same time, she could feel how effective his words were between her legs. 

Suddenly, he was literally ripping the t-shirt off of her body,  and he pulled her shorts down. She kicked them off her feet. He then forcefully grabbed her wrists and held her hands down behind her head. He looked over his mortal girl in only her underwear and blush-colored bra and admired how her skin tensed up from the sudden cold of the room.

“I know you’re not experienced pet, but don’t worry, I will teach you.” He said as he looked over her blushing face. “Kiss me. Give me your pretty tongue to suck on. Seduction begins with the lips, little girl.” (*)

His words were rendering her speechless, but she did as she was told. They fell into a kiss, that Loki almost immediately took over, his lips crashing into hers over and over, and his tongue fighting with hers.

Loki began to remove his own clothes, opting for the non-magical route given how she always seemed to watch him so intensely when he manually pulled off his own shirt over his head.

Alexa looked at him in total admiration, his body was so damn perfect.

He leaned down to start kissing her again, holding her down by her wrists against the arm of the couch with one hand, and pulling her head back by her hair with the other. He kissed and bit at her neck, causing her to whimper. 

Then, the door opened. 

“Hey Alexa I went to the pet store and found this super cute thing for…”

Peter’s eyes widened. For once, he didn’t have words.

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*I remember that line was from a Loki dirty talk submission blog, but I can not for the life of me find it. Please tell if anyone knows where it came from!

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~~~~A Girl and A God~~~~ Chapter 29- New Beginnings

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A Girl and A God is a RATED M Loki Fanfic with an original character, Alexa, who is taken in by Tony Stark after the revelation of abilities of her own. There’s sex, romance, heartbreak, action, fluff, angst, all that good stuff. Full description in blog, and a jump-to-chapter list if you just want the smut or the cuteness bits. Enjoy <3 

Chapter Summary: Despite Loki’s protest, Alexa is assigned and prepares to leave for her first mission as part of the team, and is given her new custom hero suit from Tony, and they make a shocking discovery... 

Contains: really just plot things, some protective Loki, some fluff

Word Count: 2,453

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The next morning, Alexa saw Loki at group breakfast. It was the first time she’d seen him since he’d left with Thor. He looked alright, confident even, almost as if he was proudly displaying his freedom to those who wished he didn’t have it.

Loki didn’t sit by her, and she wasn’t surprised. Everyone’s eyes were on them, and any displays of affection would probably cause outrage from those who thought Alexa was basically being used by him solely for his own sexual pleasure.

He eyed her several times throughout the meal. The entire gathering was quiet and rather awkward. Alexa was relieved when a few began to make conversation unrelated to her and her lover.

“So we actually have a mission to do instead of sitting around here moping,” Tony said. That got everyone’s attention.

“There’s a gang of some sort in northern India that’s been kidnapping hundreds of girls off the streets. They think it’s a sex trade thing, and more are disappearing each day. For the life of them, they can’t find where the girls are going or being kept, so we were called in for it.”

The group listened quietly.

“At least it’s something, I mean sure not saving the world from an alien race…” Clint spat his words in Loki’s direction, who gave him a smile and a nod. “But it is something. When do we leave and who is going?”

Tony went over the details of the mission, and Alexa listened intently. Fighting aliens was likely not her forte… but saving young girls from a bunch of rapists, that she’d be down for, but she didn’t know if Tony even wanted her to go. She really hadn’t ever used her powers in a high-stress environment, much less had she ever had to fight someone who had a weapon.

Loki was more fixated on Alexa then what Tony was saying. She looked angry hearing the details of the kidnappings- as if she could crack the necks of a thousand horrid men to save a few of these girls.

She’s good… he thought. Her heart naturally beat for the rights of others, even if they were beneath her. At this point, he had decided she must be something above humanity… a demigod of some kind possibly. No one has a story like the one she had in the woods as a girl without being something special. Surely though, she wasn’t ready to go on something like this. She was still so delicate and had never seen battle before.

Then Tony said something that ripped Loki’s attention off of his lover. “I’m going to let whoever wants to join this mission voluntarily tag along, and this will be Alexa’s first mission with us. I’ve got her suit up and running, and I couldn’t be happier with the thing. We will give it a test run this morning, so I can do any tweaking to it before we head off.”

No. This was too dangerous, she hadn’t even been taught to use a weapon.

“Excuse me?” Loki’s voice rang out at the table, causing everyone’s heads to turn. “I mean if you’d like her dead why don’t you just throw her out of the tower window now? It would be faster and more cost-efficient.”

Tony raised his eyebrows and looked to Loki. “Oh, so you’re protective now?”

Loki spat. “She’s never had any weapon training. She’s never seen a battle and you are just going to throw her into it?” He spoke as if he was speaking to an idiot, rather than the inventor of the iron man suit and the owner of Stark industries.

“Ok reindeer games well you’ll be going too so you can give her some tips. She’ll be fine. Her suit will help her and she will be alongside all of us. Besides that, this mission carries no guarantee of an actual battle.”

“She. Is not. Ready.” Loki spat his words at Stark, as he stood and took long strides closer to Stark until he was looking down at him only a couple feet away.

“Brother.” Thor’s voice was full of urgency. “Sit down. Lady Alexa will be just fine, she’s got all of us to help her.”

Loki turned to Thor, giving him a murderous look as Tony finished his briefing. “We leave after lunch, so pack up kids.”

As everyone stood to go, Alexa caught Loki’s eyes. He was scared for her, protective. She could see his fear and his anger at Tony, but she thought it was misplaced. I can handle this. Right?

His emerald green eyes met hers and stayed there for a moment. She gently raised her eyebrows and smiled at him. It was a look of “not to worry. I can do this.”

 He analyzed her expression, and she saw him clench his fist in anger as he shook his head stormed out of the room. Surely if she said that she felt unprepared Tony would let her stay back, but she wanted to go. She wouldn’t let Loki’s protective tendencies, though very sweet, keep her from doing things she’d always wanted to do.

She’d always wanted to use her powers for good, but she’d been shamed into suppressing them for so many years. She never had the opportunity before, but now, here it was, placed in front of her on a silver platter.

That morning, she entered the lab excited for the first time in weeks. A suit. What would it look like… and what would it do for her?

As she walked into the room, she saw it. Her eyes lit up. 

The suit looked amazing. It was very dark blue, almost black, with bright silvery metal trim on it. The whole thing in itself was a sort of leotard, but it had a metallic silver mesh over the stomach, upper arms, and neckpiece. Below the elbows, the arms were completely the metal that the trim was, and it stretched down into fingerless gloves. There was what almost was like a skirt over it, but just in two panels, one over her front and one over her ass, the back one being longer than the front. The bust area had a flat neckline, that stretched to the sleeves and cut flat across the shoulders. That metallic mesh came up from the neckline in a triangle and wrapped like a necklace around her. the whole thing was gorgeous.

Tony smiled as he watched her soak in his masterpiece, then interrupted her thoughts. “If you think it’s cool now, wait till you put the thing on.”

He rolled the mannequin into a curtained off area for her to change.

She slid it over her body, and it fit like a second skin. After exiting the dressing room, she looked in the mirror. The reflection she saw was stunning. It truly was perfect for her. Almost like a dress with the panels that hung like a skirt, but at the same time was head to toe protection and had her full range of mobility. And not only that, but the metal on the suit now had a glow to it.

“It holds some of your power,” Tony explained. “The glow shows it’s holding, which is great- Oh, and this...” Tony walked over to a table and held up a headpiece. It was simple, but clearly some sort of high tech addition to her outfit. It appeared to be a simple, thin, silver band that fit around her head like a crown, cutting across her forehead. 

“My hope is that it will allow you to have further, more intense control by bringing some of that energy closer to your brain.”

As she put it on, she knew he was definitely right. She realized quickly that her soul sight had become much easier to target. She could sense Tony’s more precise feelings, location, everything without even looking at him.

“How’s it feel? Any different?” he asked her hopefully. 

“Wow, yes Tony it’s so much more... clear...” She said while looking at him. “It’s almost like I can...”

When she looked at Tony is when she heard it. Hurry up kid... can what? But his mouth hadn’t moved a muscle. 

“OKAY wow um, Tony this is insane. Think of a number.” 

Oh my god, can she actually- “What?” he asked. 

“Just do it, Tony”

72... he thought.

“72!” Alexa blurted out immediately.

Tony covered his mouth, his eyes wide. He stumbled back into his armchair. 

Jesus Christ. I thought it would make it more precise but this... this is beyond what I thought was possible. This is insane... this is a breakthrough!

“Yeah, it really is Tony- oh my god,” Alexa replied to his thoughts. 

“Okay, that’s just creepy let's take it off,” he said before any more of his thoughts were read against his will. 

After she removed the headpiece, Tony explained that with things like heat, she’d be able to use the metal lining her arms to deploy it, or even create something more specific with her mind. 

She messed with the suit a bit more, and Tony showed her a few features. After she’d satisfied her curiosity, she thanked him. It was genuine, unlike the past weeks' interactions with him.

“One more thing werewolf,” he said, stopping her before she left. “You need a name. One that’s not werewolf. Iron man is taken, so is the God of Thunder, Hulk, Black Widow, etc. so, unfortunately, you can’t pick any of those.”

Alexa chuckled.

“Seriously though kid, what’s your name going to be?”

She thought about it for a moment. A name…

“Can I decide later?” She asked tentatively.

“Sure. Just try to think of something relatively soon. As soon as the media sees you in the suit with us they’re going to want to know who our new addition is. Now hurry. We’re gonna leave in 30.”

She hurried back to her room and packed a bag, and held her suit in the fancy case it came with. The group piled into cars and made their way to an airport outside of the city. Those who decided to accept the mission included Tony, Steve, Natasha, Thor, Loki and herself. The airport building had STARK in large letters hanging near the roof. From there, they boarded a small plane. It would be a long, 12-hour flight, and they’d be going against the Earths spin, so they’d be flying mostly at night and arrive in the morning. The plane was luxurious, as expected.

Alexa took a seat on one of the plush chairs, and to her surprise, Loki sat with her. He had been in a different car for the ride here, so she was happy to be able to sit with him for the long ride. This earned some glares and people roughly brushing past him as he sat in his seat, but he ignored them. She looked at his face, and realized just how fast he had healed from the incident yesterday... he still had some cuts but the bruising and swelling were reduced to almost nothing already.

As they waited for the plane to take off, she remembered her new suit that Loki knew nothing about. “Oh! Loki I forgot to tell you! My suit, it’s amazing...” She went on to explain it in as much detail as she could, with Loki listening intently. “Oh, and one other thing that's just insane, there's this headband that-” 

Something in her gut stopped her. That guilt... that she had seen in him the other day after they spoke of the team thinking he was manipulating her. She decided she wouldn't tell Loki about her new ability just yet... 

“Yes, Darling?” he asked, waiting for her pause to end.

“It’s just- a headband that brings more of the power to my head. It’s really pretty too, like a simple crown almost.” 

“Well, that’s wonderful Petal.” He said gently, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. Loki had decided to stay as positive as he could about this idiotic trip so that he could keep Alexa as close to him as possible. 

“Oh, and one other thing...” Alexa added. “Tony says I need to come up with a hero name, so let me know if you can think of any.”

Loki nodded and took Alexa’s hand as they listened to the piolet give the safety speech over the intercom. 

Once the plane began to take off, Alexa locked her eyes out the window and kept her hand clutched in Loki’s.

“Looking for something love?” His voice was quiet, like a whisper as he leaned over to check the window in curiosity.

“No, I just love flying. It’s the most beautiful thing, watching the world from above.”

Loki wondered how she’d like the Bifrost if she thought this measly plane ride was so incredible. She was on that window like a moth to a flame as they flew, not once letting her eyes leave the world below. He watched her fascination, her innocence. He loved how the smallest of things could make her this wonderstruck.

The flight went on, and Loki had been reading a book that Alexa got for him about human history. While some might be bored with such things, Loki loved nonfiction books. They provided true knowledge, and knowledge provided power and ability to analyze and manipulate the inhabitants of the realms as he pleased.

It was around midnight where they were, and he took a break when he saw that Alexa had moved her blanket, and was glowing brightly in the moonlight once more. It was so beautiful each time, he thought he’d never get used to it, the way she shimmered in the night. 

It was at this moment that he noticed she was looking up, not down at the world below. He leaned over and saw that they were above a sea of floating clouds that were glowing from the almost full moon. Not only that, but the moon had something he had never seen before... it was surrounded by a beautiful, large ring of light.

“What is that?” Loki asked in fascination.

“It’s called a Halo.” She explained. “It only happens sometimes, when the moon is full or close to full. Isn’t it beautiful?” She said quietly.

He watched her as she stared at it, completely mesmerized. Her looking through the window at the very thing that gave her power, her eyes full of hope for her first mission, and also the rage over those who had been wronged in her world. She was on her way to fulfill her dreams, her aspirations of righting the wrongs of mankind. Altruistic, that was the word for her. She would protect others at all costs, even those that would hurt her. She was glowing so beautifully, like an angel.

“Darling…” he said quietly.

She broke her stare with the sky to turn to face him.

“I think I’ve found your name.”

[lakinda5654]

~~~~A Girl and A God~~~~ Chapter 28- Guilt

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A Girl and A God is a RATED M Loki Fanfic with an original character, Alexa, who is taken in by Tony Stark after the revelation of abilities of her own. There’s sex, romance, heartbreak, action, fluff, angst, all that good stuff. Full description in blog, and a jump-to-chapter list if you just want the smut or the cuteness bits. Enjoy <3

Chapter Summary: Alexa and Loki wait for the result of a meeting determining Loki’s fate, and try to make amends with a close friend...

Contains: fluff, plot stuff

Word Count: 1,510

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For the rest of the day, Alexa stayed by Loki’s side. She didn’t go to any group meals, partially out of embarrassment but mostly out of spite. Some ramen late that evening sounded good, so she prepared that for their dinner. She felt Loki’s arms curling around her stomach from behind as she twirled the wooden spoon around the steaming pot.

“Loki, go back to bed. You need to rest.”

She swore she could feel him rolling his eyes. “Honestly Petal. You act as if I’ve lost an organ. I’m a god, I don’t need to be bedridden from a mild beating.”

Mild. Oh god…what had he been through before? The thoughts of what he endured that afternoon being considered “mild” made her queasy, so she pushed them away.

“At least sit on the couch then.” Alexa persisted. He’d already removed the ice packs and band-aids, but she needed to feel like she was helping him somehow- as if somehow she was still in control of this situation.

Which she was not. Neither of them were. They were at the mercy of the decision of a group of others... others who hated him and probably didn’t much like her either at this point.

Alexa hated waiting. She just wanted to know. What would happen to them? To Loki? They were probably discussing it now at dinner, with Clint yelling, Tony being the ass he naturally is, and all the others throwing in their opinions. 

These thoughts suddenly gave her the feeling of powerlessness, like she wanted to plead her case. As if they were deciding her fate at this moment, and she was here, stirring ramen. 

However, Tony had already heard her. He had all he would need to defend their case...but would he even want to? She was lost in thought when she heard Loki messing with her phone, and then some music came on.

“You know Petal,” he said from the couch he lied on with his feet crossed on the armrest. “You have a beautiful voice.”

She paused. “How would you know?”

“I heard you in the shower the day you left.”

She froze up a bit. God… what was she listening to that day? Hopefully, it wasn’t something stupid. She imagined him laughing at her rapping along to Nicki Minaj or something, and cringed. 

“Oh. Thanks” she said quietly. Loki paused as if waiting to hear her say something more, but she didn’t.

There was a knock at the door. Loki sat up quickly, then calmed, as if realizing there was no need to hide. Alexa hurried to the door.

Tony. He looked at her, then eyed Loki sitting on the couch, who was watching Stark’s every movement.

“I need to talk to you.” He said, looking to Alexa. Stark looked back at Loki and slowly walked back into the hall, motioning for her to follow. Alexa turned back and looked at Loki, who gave her a subtle smile. That smile was full of emotion, she sensed it in him too. It seemed to say you can do this while simultaneously saying this is going to be goodbye isn’t it...

Alexa shut the door and turned to Tony.

“Ok look. This wasn’t easy and obviously, everyone has very strong differing opinions about this whole ordeal. We can’t just let him free to roam the world after what he did. But if you are seeing his feelings or whatever the hell in him, and he’s telling the truth…” Tony let out a sigh as he rubbed his brow. “And keeping you away from him is obviously a lost cause causing more harm than good, we have decided to let him at least roam the floors where we live freely. We will give him a room, but he is obviously still a prisoner. If he can keep up his behavior, he can stay that way. If not, he’ll be back in a cell. You’ve got that?”

Alexa was completely thrilled but tried to hold back her enthusiasm. “Okay. So he’s allowed to just roam around the floors where we live?”

“Yes. But people are still really cautious about letting him… be with you. He is, in fact, a god of mischief and lying, maybe he could manipulate the way you read him with your power. People aren’t going to like it if they see him sneaking into your room for the night. A lot of them, including me, think his manipulation could extend into your abilities.”

She didn’t think that was possible but also hasn’t considered it. Loki wasn’t lying, she knew that… right?

“He will wear a tracker. It won’t monitor his voice anymore, or shock him unless he tries to leave his boundaries.”

He had just admitted his lies to her, and it wasn’t an accident. He had told her the bracelet wasn’t just a tracker. It was obvious she already knew at this point if she’d been hiding Loki this long. Alexa was in no place to piss off Tony though. If a glare could kill, Stark would be dead.

After she was sure he could feel her hatred seething through her skin, she looked down again.

“Okay.” She spoke low and her voice was sharp.

Tony nodded. “Let him know what’s going on and then send him out. I’ll show him to his room.”

Alexa glared at him. Last time he was alone with Loki he had shocked him unconscious. He noticed her skepticism, and he sighed. “Fine. Steve will do it.”

Alexa stopped him. “No, Get Thor.”

Tony tilted his head and narrowed his eyes. “Why... why would you want Thor right now?”

“I need to talk to him anyway,” she replied

Tony sighed and left to get him. 

She hurried back into the room, shut the door, and looked to see Loki watching her enter, his eyes full of worry. 

“We did it! You’re free to wander the tower Loki! We don’t have to hide anymore!” She was so overjoyed that her voice broke slightly and her tears began to form in her eyes. 

Loki’s eyes widened, and for a moment his mouth hung slightly agape. “Really?”

“Yes...” she said as she walked over to him as he stood and took her into his arms. For a moment, they stayed that way, both of them overwhelmed with joy, their fingers entangled in each other's hair.  Then, Alexa explained the conditions of his freedom, and how some members of the team were still afraid she was being manipulated. That her soul sight had apparently gotten them enough votes. 

She sighed. “It will still be hard with half of them hating you though, and thinking I’m being tricked. It’s like they still think there is no way you’d take interest in a mortal without alternative motives.”

That’s when she first saw it. Her soul sight was still fairly weak, but she sensed something in him. A discomfort. Something almost nervous, no… guilty? 

She was about to question it when Thor knocked loudly on the door.

Loki stood and opened it. There was a moment of silence between them. Thor seemed unsure of his brother, as if he wanted to believe his innocence, and in his ability to fall in love… but he just couldn’t trust him. The two just looked at each other for a moment, then Thor went forward and embraced his brother. Loki just stood, accepting his affection but not returning it. Alexa saw those emotions in Thor, how he felt guilty for what he’d done, but still immense distrust. It was a confusing combo. Thor then let go, nodded to Alexa somberly. I am sorry Alexa. I did not know your side of this story, and I only was enraged at the thought of my brother...” He faded out his voice, awkwardly glancing at Loki. 

Loki himself was quiet. “Brother you know I wouldn't-”

“I didn’t know what to think.” Thor interrupted.

Alexa had flashbacks of the scene she’d witnessed that day with Thor’s fists beating bruises into the only man she’d ever loved. But she knew that anger wasn’t the answer. While the pain of the event was still present in her mind, the rage was not. These people had heard her reasoning and her voice through Tony and were giving her a chance at the life she hoped for. 

“It's ok Thor. I forgive you. It seems that everyone is honestly just trying to protect me, but not ever asking if I need protection. Please, before beating someone senseless, do ask next time if I am okay.” She said gently. 

Thor nodded his head once and placed one arm and a fist across his chest. “You have my word.” his deep voice assured her. With that, Thor walked into the hall with Loki following him.

Loki looked back at her, and she felt that feeling again… the nervous guilt. What was it for? She instantly had lost a bit of trust for him herself… was she being manipulated? Why had he felt that way right after what she’d said…

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~~~~A Girl and A God~~~~ Chapter 27- Blood, Sweat, and Tears

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A Girl and A God is a RATED M Loki Fanfic with an original character, Alexa, who is taken in by Tony Stark after the revelation of abilities of her own. There’s sex, romance, heartbreak, action, fluff, angst, all that good stuff. Full description in blog, and a jump-to-chapter list if you just want the smut or the cuteness bits. Enjoy <3

Chapter Summary: Alexa tries to bring her beloved Loki back to health after what Thor had done...

Contains: Blood, fluff

Word Count: 1,350

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Alexa followed the guards who carried the limp Loki through the hall. They passed other members of the team as they walked. She didn’t look at a single one, though they were staring in disbelief as Loki was being taken into her room. All of their faces read “What is Stark letting her do?” 

She held her shoulders back and held in the urge to glare at each of them. How they’d just stood there doing nothing while Loki was being beaten senseless, it made her want them to experience seeing what she’d seen with their loved ones. 

Before she’d set foot in her room, she felt a hand on her shoulder. “Alexa…” it was Thor. “I just wanted to..” in one fluid motion she turned around and slapped him across the face, hard. Her actions even shocked herself, and for a moment she didn’t know what to do. Thor’s eyes went wide. She turned and hurried into her room before she would be obligated to explain her actions. She had more important things to deal with. The guards had set Loki down in her bed, and all but one left, shutting the door behind them. The remaining guard sat in a corner as to not disturb them. 

Alexa quickly got to work. She untied the binding that had been around his hands, which revealed more damage to his already bloodied arms. She pulled his elaborate jacket off as carefully as she could, and removed his armor vest and shirt. Why did his outfit have to be so damn complicated? 

She quickly got rags wet in the sink and a bowl of warm water and began tending to his unconscious, bleeding body. His face was the worst, so she began there, dabbing away blood from his nose and cheeks. He clearly would have a black eye, maybe two, so she got some ice from the freezer and put it in a plastic bag, and lied it over a wet cloth on his swollen-shut eye. His nose was still bleeding, so she got toilet paper to hold the flow. 

She then took to his body. One shoulder was severely bruised, along with his neck. There was nothing she could really do about those though except more ice.

She then began to clean him up, got a fresh rag and wiped the dried blood from his hair. She then saw the blood that had fallen on his pants. So she pulled the shoes and socks from his feet, dropping them on the floor, and pulled off his pants. She left his underwear, not wanting the first time she saw him naked to be under these circumstances. The soft blanket they’d cuddled under before was on the couch, and she pulled it off to lay it over his lower body. 

Alexa finally paused, looking at her work. An ice pack was strapped to his shoulder and another small one over a cloth on his eye. She had put bandaids over the small breaks in his skin, one on his forehead and another on his jaw. His nose was pretty bad, but she had at least cleaned it up. The toilet paper stopping his nosebleed was almost saturated, so she went and got more and replaced it. 

It was at this point that she finally stopped, there was nothing else to do.

Slowly, she further processed the situation she was in, and she sunk to the floor and cried. He looked so broken and hurt. He would be in pain. 

That look in his emerald eyes he’d given her before the last hit that sent him out was trapped in her mind. Thor’s unrelenting hits and how they fell on the face of her lover was horrifying, and she couldn’t shake the memory.

When she went to wipe her tears, she realized she herself needed to be cleaned. His blood had stained spots on her hands and fingertips, and her shirt was sticking to her from when she cradled his head on the floor of that room. The rest of her was also covered in a layer of sweat from the experience. Alexa didn’t care. She was a mess, inside and out, so she might as well look like one.

“Petal?” His voice was weary.

Alexa stumbled up from the floor as fast as she could and looked at Loki’s face.

“Loki... I’m so sorry I wasn’t here soon enough and I shouldn’t have-” she was cut off.

“It’s not your fault love.” Her tears fell on his skin as she stroked his hair.

“What happened?” He asked after realizing where they were.

She explained what she’d done in the room when he’d been knocked out. He seemed touched and almost guilty that she had risked being hurt for him. Then she explained what she said to Tony, how he’d reacted, and how she slapped Thor. 

That last part left Loki surprised. “You slapped my brother? Petal you grow more attractive to me every day.”

She laughed and stroked his hair. At least his humor was intact. “How do you feel?”

“Exquisite.”

“I mean it Loki. Is there anything that hurts more than the rest?”

Loki paused and wiggled around for a moment. “My shoulder I suppose. It’s really alright darling, I’ve endured much worse.”

Alexa sighed and stayed sitting by him, caressing his face with her thumb. “I love you. I missed you so much…”

“I missed you too love.”

She kissed him delicately, feeling the cold from his ice pack almost touching her cheek. “Are you hungry? I could make you something.”

He nodded. It was strange, how quickly they could return to normalcy after this many repeated dramatic events. This was just their reality apparently. 

She made some spaghetti, and Loki began to sit up and move around more, getting used to what motions were painful and which were not. She gave him his plate and she sat down next to him, and they ate quietly together.

“You would make a good nurse darling.” He said, breaking the silence.

“Well, I think I’ll make a better doctor.”

He looked at her quizzically.

“That’s what I wanted to do. I mean it’s what I would study for, but I really kind of gave up on that with the full moon thing getting worse over the years” she explained.

“Well you’d be a fantastic healer”

She smiled warmly at him, before hearing the knock at the door.

She pulled it open.

“I’m so sorry. I tried but they knew something was up and I heard about what Thor did but I wasn’t there and..”

“I’m not angry Peter. It wasn’t your fault.” 

Peter was weary and extremely upset by the looks of him. He was usually cute and well put together, but his hair was a mess and his eyes were puffy and his voice hoarse. “Oh god…” Peter looked down at her shirt. “Is that his…?”

Right. She was covered in bloodstains at the moment. “Yes, Peter. But he’s okay. I’m taking care of him. Please don’t blame yourself. I would hug you but…” she gestured to the blood.

Peter nodded. “Okay… um… can I come to see Thunder later? Maybe in a couple days after Loki’s better?”

Alexa smiled a weary smile. This poor boy always seemed to end up entangled in her problems. She leaned in and kissed his forehead. “Yes Peter, you can.” He seemed a bit more relieved that Alexa wasn’t angry with him but still seemed overwhelmed with guilt.

“Okay, thanks so much, um… I’ll go so you can help him” Alexa smiled and nodded.

She closed the door gently and went to the bathroom to shower off the blood so no one else would be so concerned when they saw her. Part of her wanted the ones who watched him get beaten to see her like this. She wanted their guilt to keep them up tonight. 

As she washed off, she wondered what their next battle would be. What would Tony decide to do with Loki? More importantly, how would she get around it this time?

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~~~~A Girl and A God~~~~ Chapter 24- Recovery

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A Girl and A God is a RATED M Loki Fanfic with an original character, Alexa, who is taken in by Tony Stark after the revelation of abilities of her own. There’s sex, romance, heartbreak, action, fluff, angst, all that good stuff. Full description in blog, and a jump-to-chapter list if you just want the smut or the cuteness bits. Enjoy <3

Chapter Summary: Alexa and Loki try frantically to recover from Peter walking in on them, and desperately try to contain their secret...

Contains: Getting caught, mentions of rape

Word Count: 1,776

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Peter stumbled and dropped the bag he was holding. He looked confused, shocked, then angry and frightened at the same time as he saw the scene in front of him. “wh… what…” he looked at Loki, who stood up, ready to stop the boy from running. Then he looked back at Alexa, who frantically grabbed a blanket to cover herself.

“Oh my GOD,” he yelled. His tone wasn’t angry, it was terrified.

He then instantly started shooting Loki with web, sticking one of his hands and then a full arm to the couch.

Oh. She just then processed what Peter had seen. She was being pinned down by Loki, her shirt was torn on the floor... and Peter saw him as a criminal already...

“Peter! It’s okay! I’m okay! Stop!” Alexa rapidly threw on a dress and dropped the blanket.

Peter looked at her completely panicked, and she actually saw tears in his eyes.

Loki just held still, keeping away from Alexa and Peter with his hands visible,  knowing any action could further scare the boy that now would hold their secret.

She hurried over to him. “Peter please.” She put her hands on his face and forced him to look at her. “I. am. okay.” She said.

Peter calmed down a bit for a moment, still filled with utter bewilderment on what was happening.

For a moment, he held still, and Alexa took a sigh of relief.

Then he ran. Peter took off down the hallway, yelling.

“MR. STARK!”

Alexa took off after him, only catching him when he tried to use his web to pull himself down the hall, but in his panic, he aimed too low and tripped. She finally caught him after he’d yelled it about four times, and she shoved her hand over his mouth. “Peter! Please!” She said in the loudest whisper she could. “I love him! Please! He wasn’t hurting me!”

Peter seemed to take this in after a moment of further confusion. Tears were staining his cheeks. “W…what? I saw him he was… and you were… how did he…”

“Peter please let me explain. You are my friend. Please let me talk to you before you tell Tony.” Peter saw tears streaming down Alexa’s face, and his panic dwindled.

“Peter?” “Are you alright?” It was Natasha. It seemed like she was the only one in the rooms at the moment, luckily most of the others had plans to work out that day after supper, but she had a cold and stayed back.

Natasha was behind Alexa, so she couldn’t see her face. Alexa’s eyes locked with Peter’s, begging and pleading. Please. Please let me explain.

Peter sighed as they both stood up.

“Um… no miss black widow it… it’s ok we were just, it’s an inside joke I have with Alexa. Everything’s fine. We’re good.” The two managed to put on happy faces.

Natasha looked at him, not seeming convinced. “Well don’t run screaming like it’s an emergency next time.” She was clearly very irritated and didn’t believe a word they said, but she was sick and it looked like the two had woken her from a nap.

After Natasha shut her door. Alexa took Peter’s hand and led him back to her room. They walked in and she carefully closed the door behind them. Loki was standing in the corner, fully clothed, waiting for them to get back. He stared at Peter almost like he was convincing himself against murder, which seemed to make the boy nervous.

“Ok…what… what the fuck is happening.” Peter put his head in his hands as he sat on an armchair by the couch.

“Okay. Peter, I know what it looked like but-”

The boy cut her off. “Your shirt is ripped on the floor why?”

Alexa sighed and swallowed her pride. “Peter, Loki is in my room because I love him. He loves me too. Remember that night when I slept by his cell and you found me? This is why.”

Loki hadn’t heard of this story, and he looked at Alexa, suddenly intrigued, but she wasn’t focused on him and thus didn’t see his glance.

“Okay yeah I mean like I knew that you like felt sorry for him or something but I didn’t know that there was a romantical anything happening because how would I know that. he’s literally a prisoner and how’d he even escape? And he’s also literally a thousand years old and he’s just generally the guy you should avoid so yeah I don’t understand what did you… why were you…”

Peter was cut off.

“I love Loki Peter. I see him the way no one else does. I’m not being manipulated. Or…raped… I know it looked like that, but it was consensual, everything you saw.”

Peter looked at her, then at Loki, who just watched silently from the corner.

Then, Peter leaned into her ear. “You should blink three times if you're being mind-controlled. Or just, controlled. In general.”

He said into her ear as quietly as he could, then he backed up his head stared at her eyes way too expectantly.

She rolled her eyes and stared at him with a wide-eyed stare.

“Peter, please. You weren’t supposed to find out about this. No one knows, and we aren’t causing anyone any problems.” She said carefully. Peter still looked skeptical. “Alexa you… you didn’t see what he did, did you? He’s done a lot of things, really bad things.”

“Well, maybe now he needs a good thing in life.” She said softly to Peter. “You can not tell anyone. Please. Please keep this secret for me, as your friend. I’m not in danger and we aren’t hurting anything. Please.”

Peter looked at Loki and back at her. “Mr. Stark would kill me if I kept this from him.”

“Peter. If you value our friendship. Please. Please keep this for me.”

Peter looked at Loki again and put his head in his hands, letting out an exasperated groan. “Okay okay fine I’ll try but seriously this is some messed up shit,” he said without looking back up at the two of them.

“Oh my god thank you. Thank you so much, Peter. If anything goes wrong, you have permission to tell Tony ok? Seriously. I trust Loki that much. He’s not going to do anything destructive.”

Peter just sighed. “Okay okay, can… can I go now? I want to go like, wash my eyes out.”

Alexa laughed a bit. “Peter that’s why I told you to knock.”

“Okay well I wasn’t exactly expecting that and ok the reason I didn’t is because, look at this thing you can stick it to the wall and Thunder can bat at it and it’s gonna be so cute.” He said, holding a small shopping bag out to her.

She took it. “Thank you… you can go, seriously though Peter, thank you. And I’m sorry.”

“It’s ok…” he said as he stood to go, he took one last look at Loki, with confusion and distrust, and he left.

Alexa shut the door, turned around, and pushed her back against it, slowly letting herself slip to the floor. She then looked up at Loki, who seemed surprisingly emotionless.

She, however, was ashamed, upset, guilty, and afraid.

Loki walked over to her and sat against the door beside her, pulling her head down onto his chest. Alexa curled up into him, and he wrapped his strong arms around her.

“Are you going to say I told you so?” Alexa said into his chest through her tears.

“No love. I just, I know you understand your mistake. That boy's mouth is constantly rambling, and now I fear my days here in this room with you are numbered.” He spoke somberly. “I want to enjoy every moment I have with you.”

She didn’t leave his arms. They made her feel safe, but she couldn’t believe how stupid she’d been to accept that cat.

They stayed like that for a minute or so, before Loki scooped her up and carried her to the bed in his arms. He tucked her in gently, and he magically changed into his own sleepwear. He lied beside her, listening to her breathing. After a moment, he spoke. “When did you sleep by my cell?”

Alexa sighed “the day you escaped. That night, I mean. I brought my bedding down there and slept right on the other side of the wall. I just… I wanted to see you.”

Loki smiled to himself and wrapped himself around her. This was their last night together before she’d be gone. Three days without her. The day was so emotionally draining that Alexa actually fell asleep, with Loki stroking his fingers through her hair.

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~~~~A Girl and A God~~~~ Chapter 22- Floating

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A Girl and A God is a RATED M Loki Fanfic with an original character, Alexa, who is taken in by Tony Stark after the revelation of abilities of her own. There’s sex, romance, heartbreak, action, fluff, angst, all that good stuff. Full description in blog, and a jump-to-chapter list if you just want the smut or the cuteness bits. Enjoy <3

Chapter Summary: Alexa tries to recover from an awkward situation, she explains recent human history to Loki, and takes him somewhere special...

Contains: awkwardness, cuteness, fluff, like a tidbit of politics but nothing crazy

Word Count: 1,517

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Fuck. She just had to hope that whoever lived here wasn’t home, because if they were they couldn’t have missed the loud bang of her ass hitting their floor. As she struggled a bit to sit up, she heard it.

“Alexa?”

A very confused voice rang out. “Are you alright? How’d you…get in here…?” 

She turned her head to see Steve Rogers, shirtless, in boxers.

Why him? Why of all the possibilities was it his room? He was literally one of the 2 avengers she had never, not even once, spoken to. He was looking confused as hell, and very weirded out, but trying to hide it. 

“Oh my god, I’m so sorry. I fell through the…” she paused, realizing that she would need to give more explanation. “I have a new power phase and I can go through things, and I lost control and fell through the floor.”

“Oh.” He paused, clearly uncomfortable as he wrapped himself in a robe that was thankfully on a hook within his reach. “are you okay?” He asked tentatively, walking closer to her.

 “Yeah, I’m…” She began to try to get up and winced at the pain in her bruised back. She felt strong arms lifting her to her feet. “Thanks. I’ll be okay.”

“Are you sure? You can rest for a bit if you need to…”

Alexa sighed. “Yeah… I’m ok. I can just go back up now that I’m in… control of myself.” She mumbled, extremely embarrassed. 

“Alright.” He said, he gave a short awkward smile, seeming like he didn’t know what to do with himself.

“Okay. I’m sorry… again”

“No worries”

“Okay… well, bye” Alexa gave a little wave.

To leave, she sort of looked up and jumped upward as you would at the bottom of a swimming pool to come back up for air, and faded through the ceiling into her own room, landing her feet gently on the floor. She didn’t see Steve’s face, but she didn’t want to. She’d already been awkward as hell and didn’t want to deal with the situation any more than she physically had to.

She sat down on the couch and held her head in her hands, scolding herself for being so careless and stupid. 

The shower was still running, and she decided to turn on the TV to forget the incredible amount of embarrassment flooding her brain.

Once Loki was out of the shower and back in his dramatic suit again, he came and sat down on the couch next to her.

He seemed to sense something was off. “Are you alright darling?”

“Yeah I’m ok, I just…slipped and hurt my back.”

“Let me see,” Loki said, immediately becoming protective.

She leaned forward and allowed him to look.

“You're bruising,” he said and lowered her shirt back into its position. “How did you do it?”

Alexa didn’t want to tell him what had just happened. It was so completely and utterly embarrassing, not to mention how she got herself in that position in the first place.

“I just slipped. I’m ok, really” she smiled at him. He seemed doubtful, but he smiled and coaxed her head to lay down on his shoulder.

As they lied there and watched tv, she realized just how close it was to the full moon. She had been avoiding the thought all week, but now it was only a couple days away. She didn’t want to deal with it. What if she destroyed the tower? She never knew she was capable to of that much destruction until it happened in Oregon. She had been heavily pushed, but still...

At one point, the show they were watching made a reference to World War Two.

“What did they mean just there? What was he talking about?” Loki asked.

“Oh, he was talking about World War Two and the Holocaust.” She explained.

“The what?”

Alexa looked at him and paused the show. “You don’t know about the Holocaust?”

Loki shook his head.

“Do you know anything about human history?”

“I know pieces, but mostly from far longer ago than you all began to record history.”

“Oh…” she thought for a moment. “Do you want to learn? It kind of explains a lot about why things are the way they are today.”

Loki smiled. “Sure, do tell of how the mortals got to their oh so glorious position today” his words dripped with sarcasm.

“Well first off, almost no one thinks where we are at is glorious. There are immense problems and they feel unsolvable because they require money to solve, and rich people don’t like sharing.”

Loki listened, interested. She explained women’s rights, and how they still radiated into today.

“So women are left to become poor after they bear a child because they are not paid? And they are not paid the same in the first place…” Loki seemed utterly confused. “Why? Why don’t they just fix it? Use laws or rules?”

“Well,” Alexa replied, “They do, but lots of people don’t follow them. Punishments aren’t severe enough or enforced.”

“Then make the punishment treason. Cut off someone’s head, banish them. That will give a message.” He said matter-of-factly.

Alexa laughed. “I don’t think you could vote a punishment like that into place.”

Loki rolled his eyes. “What other lovely accomplishments have humans obtained in recent years?”

She explained human trafficking and rape, and the lack of punishments for those as well. This made Loki purely angry. “If anyone were to do that to you they’d lose their limbs before making it home.” He said through gritted teeth. “How can they let those things happen? In Asgard that doesn’t happen… there are women who do it but they’re paid and they can leave when they choose. If a man were to do it by force he’d be executed I imagine, but it’s never been a problem from what I remember.”

“Well lucky for Asgardian women then. I suppose they aren’t seen as weak?”

“Of course not. Our strongest warriors were the Valkyrie.”

Alexa smiled. She wanted to go to Asgard more and more. She imagined raising a daughter there…

Loki then interrupted her thoughts and asked again about the Holocaust. So, she explained the history of racism, extreme poverty, slavery, and their presence today. After hearing the horror of the Holocaust, Loki seemed done hearing of human history. “It’s awful, how have you all survived this long? And why are you so hateful of others of your own kind?”

Alexa sighed. “I wish everyone thought like you Loki. The world would be a lot better.” She said, smiling and touching his cheek. They were quiet for a moment, and the mood was heavy. Alexa broke the silence. “You want to see something cool?”

Loki looked at her and nodded expectantly.

She took his hand, stood up, and slipped out the door of their room. “What are you doing are you mad?”

Loki pulled his hand from hers and stayed in the room.

“It’s late, no one is up, trust me. We’re going somewhere special.”

Loki looked at her doubtfully.

“Trust me Loki.” She held out her hand.

After a moment, Loki took it.

They exited the elevator on the helicopter pad. The wind was mild that night, and it was beautiful. Loki walked to the edge of the tower with her, looking over the city. Alexa was glowing brightly in the summer night moonlight. “I want to show you my new power.”

Loki smiled. “Well then show me you must, Petal.”

Alexa pushed off the ground, floating as if she were underwater. Her hair floated too, spreading out and flowing a different direction with her every move. She did a backflip in the air, giggling at Loki’s amazed expression. She was so beautiful and mystical floating around like this. 

After watching her for some time, Loki reached out to grasp her hand and pull her in for a kiss, only for his hand to flow straight through her. He was taken aback and tried again. Alexa giggled once more. He stepped towards her and tried to grab her, failing again. “Well do you want to make out with me on this rooftop or not?” Loki said with a laugh, raising his eyebrows at her.

She smiled and moved towards him, this time making herself tangible. Still floating in the night air, she held his face and kissed him. Loki just stood, taking her in, every magical movement she made had him falling deeper in love with her. Taking her by surprise, he wrapped his arms around her and brought her down to lay on the floor with him. He held her close and listened to her beautiful laugh, and became mesmerized by her glowing arms. “I am so in love with you Petal...” he said quietly. 

She smiled. “And I’m so in love with you…” I need a nickname for him. I mean for christ’s sake he already has like 3 for me...

“my trickster.”

He chuckled a bit, and they fell into another kiss, as they listened to the sounds of the city below.