#sorry moon man I tried to mimic your style and. failed

[an-agender-disaster]

something something something “ocs with floating hair and something funky with their eyes” idk

I can’t believe my first Averles Eternal post isn’t even a main dude but you win some you lose some, lol

@the-moon-awake

[thorne93]

Helping Hand (Part 6)

Prompt: You’ve got a crush on Bucky, and Loki can’t help but notice you’re striking out - so he offers a helping hand.

Word Count: 2016

Warnings: language, adult content? (not smut)

Notes: I loved writing it, it was a blast. I hope you all enjoy it as much as I did. Thanks to my two amazing beta’s @carryonmyswansong @fanaticfanfiction

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“Loki, I can’t do this,” you stated as you paced in a panic in your bedroom.

“Calm down,” he instructed, his tone a bit harsh.

“I can’t! What if I mess up! I don’t think I’ve fully graduated this...this weird lesson you’re giving me,” you said, your hands going everywhere as you talked.

“I was afraid you’d have a meltdown like this,” Loki said with a sigh as he crossed the room and picked something up off your dresser and handed it to you.

It was the comms earpiece.

“Comms? But Loki, what...what are we going to do with this?” you asked curiously as you held the earpiece.

“The walking ego that is Tony Stark might be a total ass, but he does invent some handy tools. All we’re going to do is tune this to a private channel where I can relay to you what you should be saying.”

“Wow...Okay...And you think it’ll work? Won’t he see you or something?”

Loki shook his head. “No, I’ll change my form and blend in. I’ll sit nearby and be the little devil on your shoulder,” he assured with a wink.

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A knock at your door signified that Bucky was ready to pick you up. Loki said he would wait down in the lobby and follow you two to the arena. This was of course after you had picked out an outfit of cute sandals, tight jeans, and a flattering blouse that buttoned at the perfect spot near your cleavage. Loki gave you two thumbs of approval after you completed the look with makeup and curling your hair slightly. It was a sports event after all, you didn’t want to overdo it.

“You look amazing,” Bucky stammered as his eyes trailed your body again, as they had the day he asked you out.

“Thanks. Just a little something I had in the back of my closet, you know,” you said with a wink.

A wink? Who the hell were you? Get it together Y/N, you scolded yourself.

“Well, ready to go?” he wondered, and you nodded as he stepped aside to let you walk in front of him to lead the way out of the building.

“Who’s playing?” you questioned curiously as the two of you got down to the lobby.

“The Rangers and the Senators,” he stated.

You gave a small nod. “Oh cool. Can’t wait.”

“Yeah? Most girls aren’t into sports, well not much anyway,” he noted as you stepped through the doors of the tower and out onto the sidewalk, before walking over to the subway and waiting for it.

“I’m full of surprises.” You were astounded at where this flirty vixen was coming from. Normally, by now, you would’ve laughed like an idiot and stammered at least three times. Maybe Loki’s teachings gave you more confidence than you thought. Maybe it was the outfit. The outfit did do half the talking for you, anyway. Bucky was hooked, you could tell that much, now you just had to keep it light and simple.

“You’re doing good,” Loki commented in your ear and you tried to sneak a look around to see where he was, failing.

“So you ever been to a game?” Bucky asked.

“Me? No. Well, not a hockey game. I’ve been to baseball and a basketball game, both sort of bored me,” you informed, trying to keep your answer concise.

“Very cool,” he noted before the two of you hopped onto the subway, chatting idly about work until you reached your stop, got out, made your way through the people of the city, and finally to the arena where he bought both of you tickets.

You two sat down at your seats and just as you were getting settled in, Bucky turned to you. “Oh, hey, I need to run to the restroom. I’ll be right back.”

“Sure thing,” you said with a nod and he hopped up and ran off.

“Scared him away already, Y/N?” Loki said into your ear and you whipped your head all around, searching, before your eyes finally landed on him.

He was in an all black suit, his raven hair looked slick and styled meticulously. His jacket, pants, shirt, and tie all looked like the finest formal wear money could buy and it took everything in you not to drool and drop your jaw.

A little miffed though, you jumped up and ran up to him.

“What the hell are you doing? You didn’t change form, you just put on a suit!” you whispered angrily, hitting his arm.

“Oh calm down,” he said with a roll of his eyes. “He won’t notice me.”

“Well you aren’t exactly blending in! No one wears this to a hockey show!” you insisted.

“I’m not trying to blend in with these Midgardians,” he retorted, slightly offended. “I’m royalty,” he reminded you, with his chin raised haughtily.

You rolled your eyes. “Okay but don’t blow this for me!” you said, poking his arm before retreating back to your seat to await Bucky.

He finally got back and sat next to you, a wide grin on his face, warming you from the inside.

“So you like hockey?” he wondered.

“Do something non committal,” Loki answered in your ear, and you gave a half shrug.

“Meh,” you answered, your eyes going to the ice where the players were about to enter.

While you were trying to act cool and casual in front of Bucky, Loki was dealing with a drunken fan who was sloshing his beer around and nearly falling over him.

“What the hell are you doing?” Loki demanded of the person who was bothering him.

“What the hell are you doing?” you repeated, confused as to why you needed to say that.

Bucky turned back to you, lowering his hand as a man with concessions came over. “I was getting us popcorn. Do you not like popcorn or...?”

Realizing you needed to save yourself quickly, you came up with a random lie. “Oh, no, I just...I thought you were getting a hot dog and I’m not a fan of those,” you tried, hoping that was enough to cover your embarrassment.

“Okay, you recovered some of your dignity from that catastrophe,” Loki remarked and you scowled. It was his fault he screwed you up in the first place. “Now, let's make him really forget it. Eat the popcorn seductively.”

You frowned deeply, looking at no one as you quietly asked, “How?”

“Slowly put it in your mouth…” he urged, trying to add an undercurrent of innuendo.

Rolling your eyes but giving it a whirl, you gave Bucky your best flirty smile, took a few kernels from the bag of popcorn in his lap, holding eye contact as you slowly popped them onto your tongue. At first, it worked, the first two kernels went down just fine and it seemed to intrigue your date how your tongue danced around. But then the third kernel seemed to get stuck, causing you to go into a coughing fit, which made you hit his coke, sending the dark liquid all over Bucky and some on yourself.

He jumped at the sudden cold and stickiness, a little disgusted by it.

“Oh my god, I am so sorry,” you apologized.

“Uh, no problem,” he assured.

“I--I--I’m going to run to the bathroom to clean up. I’ll be right back,” you informed as you jumped up and jogged away from the mortifying scene.

Shaking your head with a red face, you grabbed some paper towels and wetted them, trying to clean up your mess on your jeans and corner of your blouse. All the while, cursing Loki, yourself, this stupid bet, and your lack of flirting skills. How clumsy could one person be? After five minutes, it was as good as it was going to get, so you took a deep breath and left the bathroom.  

Just as you exited the restroom, Loki was standing there, like a brick wall that you nearly ran into.

“What the hell was that?!” you demanded, pushing your index finger into his chest, while he pocketed his fists.

Loki seemed amused though as he simply answered, “I never told you to drown the poor man in cola.”

“Who the hell told you popcorn could be eaten seductively?” you questioned, eyeing him as if he’d lost his mind.

“Who taught you how to eat?” he bit back with raised eyebrows.

“This is a disaster. We should just end this,” you groaned as you leaned against the wall. “Look at me, I’m a total mess. I look like shit now, and I’ve made a huge ass of myself.”

Loki shook his head and closed his eyes, pulling one hand out to mimic a “calm down” motion.

“Just wait. I saw him go to the restroom, if he comes out and wants to go back to the game, he likes you. If he says he wants to go home, we’ll end this.”

Sighing, you shrugged. “Fine, might as well let him turn me down to my face,” you replied sardonically as you crossed your arms and leaned against the wall between the bathrooms.

“I’m going to disappear,” he informed you, and you were about to respond when he suddenly did in fact disappear.

“Loki! Loki!” you called in a hushed whisper. “Loki!”

“Hush. I’m back in my chair,” he replied in your ear.

“What? How?--”

“Y/N?” Bucky sounded behind you, making you whirl around.

“Oh, hey,” you greeted. “I’m so sorry, again. I’ll pay to have your clothes dry cleaned or whatever,” you ensured, nervous now that you completely blew any and all chance of being with him.

He waved it off. “No, it’s cool,” he assured. “It’s just clothes. They’ll wash out. Want to get back to the game?”

You couldn’t help the stupid giddy grin that came over your face. “Yeah, I’d really like that,” you sweetly said.

“We can order another coke too, to replace the one you dumped on me, just try to keep it in the cup this time, okay?” he asked and you laughed as the two of you took your seats to enjoy the rest of the game.

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Bucky and you finally made your way back to the tower. As he was walking you to your door, he finally spoke up..

“You’re not like most women I’ve met..”

You nodded. “Yeah,” you simply said.

He turned to you in the hall. “No, no. That’s a good thing. It’s refreshing. Usually I have girls all figured out within five seconds. I thought I had you all figured out.”

You blushed and tucked your hair behind your ear.

“He’s a complete moron. I had you figured out in two,” Loki droned into your ear, and you made a strange expression for a brief moment. “Alright, moment of truth. Stick out your chest and tell him goodnight.”

Giving a slight nod, you took in big breath of air to puff out your chest. “Well goodnight,” you said as you started to spin around and go to your door.

Only a second after you had turned away from him, Bucky had grabbed your arm and pulled you quickly into his arms, his mouth finding yours instantly. His lips were warm and wanting, pulling your lip into his mouth. Your tongue glided along his bottom lip, ready to taste him. Fireworks erupted inside you as his arms slid around your body.

At the perfect moment, the kiss ended, enough to keep it sweet and simple, but enough to leave you wanting more. He gave you a sweet smile and bid you goodnight as he walked towards his wing of the tower, while Loki hid back out of sight.

When Bucky was completely gone, you ran to Loki and hugged him, excited beyond words.

“You did it! You actually did it!” you cheered.

“Well don’t seem too surprised, dear,” he stated. “But I do think the soldier actually likes you.”

“He’s great, right?” you asked, ecstatic.

“He’s...he sure is something,” Loki noted before you told him goodnight.