#teacher Loki

[peachyjinx]

Holding Back

Complete, 8 Chapters

Summary: You are a new mutant recruit in training with the Avengers, and Loki is brought in to teach you how to use your powers.

Warnings: 18+ Smut! in Chapters 7 & 8 (they could both be read as one shots). PiV, blowjob, rough sex, light bondage

Total word count: 18.6k

Ch 1- The Dilemma

Ch 2- The Teacher

Ch 3- The Magic

Ch 4- The Dinner

Ch 5- The Breaking Point

Ch 6- The Release (smut)

Ch 7- The Resolution

Ch 8- The Beginning (smut, little plot)

[mardyart]

single father of two

[amphitriteswife]

📓Ror/ SnV characters as teachers/subjects pt2📓

🌸Tag list🌸: @miss-seanymph-pani @viostar2095 @nicasdreamer @vilereign @tinyy-tea-cup @monstertreden

Qin Shi Huang:

🧧he teaches Chinese (it’s a subject where i live).

🧧He isn’t serious at all and mostly just talks with his students about anything and everything

🧧Chinese is difficult tho so if you need extra help he has no problem giving you some extra lectures

🧧gets along great with most teachers….most.

🧧’where did you go on vacation sir?’ ‘China.’ ‘But you’ve been there like the last 16 years’ ‘yes.’

🧧he teaches his students Chinese curse words. He denies doing it tho, so if you get caught it wasn’t him.

🧧brings moon cakes and usually changes the lesson to a longer lasting lunch break

🧧legit sometimes forget to prepare lessons and just lets everyone go early.

🧧’oh mr. Poseidon gave yall a lot of homework? Don’t worry yall we’ll just watch some movies today.’

🧧 gives homework sometimes, but doesn’t get mad if u don’t make it.

🧧goes to all school events, trips, parties no matter what he’s always present.

🧧probably got in trouble with the principal. Doesn’t care. Why? He’s one of the most loved teachers and would be shame to let him go.

🧧’class i’m tired so imma let yall go early today’

🧧allows eating in his class, as well as phones. Man is addicted to his phone too so he don’t see a problem with it.

🧧good friends with budda and Hades. They usually combine classes for trips n stuff

🧧legit thinks that the school should have trips to China. Bro will have a whole meeting about it and won’t back down

🧧has like those learning posters in his classroom. It’s usually a map of China and some basic words or numbers.

🧧puts on some Chinese drama’s or series for the class to watch, even the mukbangs.

🧧He spends his lunchbreak in a restaurant, might flirt with the waiter tho. It’s a Chinese restaurant too.

🧧if he aint at the restaurant he’s probably buying things or just talking with student or his coworkers.

🧧gives his credit card to the students he trusts and asks them to but him something, yall ofcourse can get something for yourselves too.

🧧’sir, you just 3 lessons in a row. How do you have Starbucks? It’s a 15 minute walk’ ‘I have my ways…’

🧧Every time you see him he’s with another girl, man’s a player ok. He had like idk 4829173927293739 concubines, wives not included.

Loki:

🎭 surprisingly teacher literature.

🎭 ‘this text means that children are like monstors, if not, worse’

🎭 is either nice or very creepy. No in between.

🎭 makes a distinguish between students he likes and doesn’t like.

🎭 legit gets bullied by his students. ‘Sir who is Sigyn?’ ‘Oh that’s a very long and delicate story.’ He doesn’t want anyone to know his personal life cause it’s……personal.

🎭 ‘Romeo (Loki) was a fool for believing Juliet (brunhilde) would ever love him.’ The class probably knew about it and laughs at him.

🎭 bro legit ran out the room crying and shoved Hercules aside who was like ‘yo wtf just happend’ and just continued his day. Loki on the other hand was crying in the janitor’s closet about Sigyn.

🎭 Do. Not. Mention . Sigyn. His soul is to delicate to think about her.

🎭Has a picture of Sigyn on his desk and looks at it a lot. But tries not to show it.

🎭 Writes poems about Sigyn, sometimes some art or some flowers.

🎭If you spot some purple flowers on his desk it’s cause they remind him of Sigyn, if you ask he’ll lie about it.

🎭 Gives surprise tests, why? Cause he can. He only gives them to students who don’t do their homework.

🎭 If u like literature he sometimes asks you about your favorite poem and has a conversation about it. May include it in his lesson too.

🎭 ‘Can i use the restroom?’ ‘I don’t know can you?’ Type of teacher, only to students he doesn’t like. If you a good student he’ll let you go to the restroom.

🎭 He spends the entire 1st week after holidays just talking with students and not doing any work.

🎭 hates meetings. He never shows up for then what got him in trouble but he doesn’t care. He thinks that meetings are a waste of time and that all the stuff can be put in an email.

🎭he’s divorced ok. And Sigyn has the kids most of the time. So he is a mood swing, he doesn’t have them he just is one. The other day he all smiley and okay and the other he just depresso

🎭 needs therapy, maybe counseling, and meds. He’s over brunhilde tho, so now he tries to get Sigyn back,

🎭class, if bro is in good terms w his kids n ex wife bro can be the most chillest teacher, like buddha and qin level, but he first needs to be mentally stable.

🎭 one of his kids visited him at school and he started crying, so he spent the whole lesson with his kid and let the class go early

Brunhilde:

🪽 She’s the school’s psychologist.

🪽 Students as well as teachers can go to her with their problems.

🪽She has her own office where she talk with ppl

🪽doesn’t get along with the principal (Zeus)

🪽When you have an appointment with her she usually already sends an email to the teacher’s class you originally were supposed to be in so that you wont be marked absent.

🪽She is also present during the teachers’ meetings. She has a list of ppl who visit her and backs up those students.

🪽She also handles suspensions, especially if the student had talked to her before or visits her regularly.

🪽Her office had pictures of her sisters, some are also teachers and some are still students at the school.

🪽 She is happily engaged to Siegfried, who sometimes visits the school and helps out with functions.

🪽 Also tags along, but she usually tags along for amusement parks or museums, cause she doesn’t like being too far away from her sisters.

🪽 Sometimes takes students out of lessons to have a talk with them to make sure they’re alright.

🪽She also talks with ppl who have dyslexia or example autism so that she can make sure the student gets al the time they need

🪽She’s pretty chill actually, she likes hearing about her students doing better in school and is willing to do everything to ensure that.

🪽offers counseling, extra lessons and making sure that her students well beings aren’t neglected.

✨Note✨: hey yall its me again, i made a new one w other characterss, only i ran out of ideas so i may make some more though also thank yall for Reading this 🩷

[worstloki]

very carefully explaining to the princes of asgard how recessive genes work and skirting around details because eye colour is the textbook example and one of them has green eyes when neither parent does. hair colour is the other example in the textbook but well one of them has black hair when neither parent did.

[yellowelectroslime]

idk why but i find this pannel rlly rlly cute

like- why does julian look so soft kneeling down in front of him and why does charles look so cute ;-;;;

[gargoylelads]

Loki linocut print x

[real-odark]

these fellas so stupid

[sleepyminty]

Stephen ‘i have a phD but for some reason is a surpreme socerer’ strange

And

Loki ‘mastery of magic and illusion but still spend centuries to learn advanced MIT ’ laufeyson

[chubbypie]

The play.

Teachers pet, kinda enemy to lovers.

Part 1.

Sumarry: you try for the role of Juliet at your university´s annual big play. But there is one problem, Professor Hiddleston. The man seems to hate you. And you don't have a clue why.

Warnings: none, yet 😏

Ps: It's my first time writing a two parts pece. English is not my first language, so pardon me if there are things incoherent. Hope you all have a blissful time reading it!!!

Wc: 3.5k

It was the last week of November, and the casting for the annual famous University´s play had started. And you though about trying for the main role.

As the day of the audition came, you and your friend, Amy, headed to the university´s theater. She wasn´t going to audition, she just went to support you.

As you entered the theater, it was full of girls. You told yourself that you were trying it just for fun, but deep in your mind, you knew you wanted the role. You started to panic. But the real anxiety came when you saw him, Professor Hiddleston, seating at the casting committee. Now you knew you surely wouldn´t get the role.

" Amy, look who is one of the casting people. It´s him!"

" y/n, he doesn´t hate you."

"Of course he does. Since the first day i stepped at this university! All my essays are short commented, rudely comented, i could say. I never got a maximum grade, no matter how hard i tryed, it´s like he has something against me."

"You do think highly of yourself, y/n. He has hundred of students, but he will not like specially you. He would search your essay between all of then to screw your grade." Your best friend said with sarcasm. You knew she was probably right. But still, it was to much of a coincidence. Two years of him being your teacher and always the same results.

Of course you wouldn´t confront him about it. Who were you to do something like that? He was the head of his departament, in one of the best colleges of the world! Probaly he would tell you how lucky you are to be in his class and maybe you didn´t studied enough, that´s why you didn´t get a maximum grade.

In reality, you were one of the best students of your class, only loosing to some guy who was repeting the semester. Nobody got maximum grade on his exams, but you got so close so many times that it bothered you. One time, you even saw him talking to some other girl, complementing her essay, saying it was well written, and with good arguments. She didn´t even went that well at his classes! You grew to hate him after some time. If you couldn´t please him, even giving your soul at your texts, you decided to start to ignore him at all.

It was your time to get on stage. With script in hand, you got up the stairs and looked forward, seeing him and other two female professors. Behind then was Amy, all smiles and thumbs up, mouthering for you to relax and have fun. The play this year would be Romeo and Juliet, following the tradition of always beeing some Sheakspeare one. The Romeo was already casted, and they were seeing who would have more chemistry with him. He got close to you and greeted. "Nice to meet you, i´m Ivan"

"Nice to meet you too, i´m y/n."

"You are so lucky you are already casted." You say with a smile and he chuckles. "Good luck." He says before the professors interupt your chat so you could begin the audution.

When you got out of the stage, one of the professors told you that the resoults would be anounced in a couple of days.

"How was i?" You asked Amy as you walked through the halls of the building. "You were good. I believe the odds are in your favor. By the way, how did you feel being on stage, even for an audition? Did you like it?"

"It feels incredible! It´s like i am a child againg and i´m playing some game, and you really get in to the spirit of the game, you know. I remember that one day a classmate of mine told me i wasn´t so good at it, so i desanimated, but i think i´ll try again this time." You confessed, but you put a smile on your face in the end.

"Do not listen to others, i bet that person was just a mean kid. Never listen to negative people." Amy said as she put a hand on your shoulder. You two lived at the same buildind, but not at the same floor. However, you spent all time togheter.

A couple of days passed, and you received the notice that you didn´t get the role. You spent the day upset, with Amy trying to cheer you up by buying you cocoa all the time, since it was winter.

The next day you were already better, having moved on. A week passed when you got a call from one professor of the casting committee, asking if you would still accept the role. She explained that the other girl who got the part had a serious fight with Ivan, so she quited, and you were one of their choises. You happily accepted. You were in pure extasy when you told Amy, and, at that night, you went to comemorate at your favorite restaurant. On the next day you got a text saying for you to be in the theater as soon as your classes were finished.

The end of the afternoon came. You got in the theater and headed to the stage. they gave you the whole script of the play and introduced you to the group of actors. Every one of them welcomed you with a warm hug.

You couldn´t believe this.

That day you were told the herealsals schedules and other things you needed to know.

When you were heading out of the theater, you felt Professor hiddleston´s gaze at you. You tried not to look at him before, at stage, but now, you looked back, holding the gaze for a fraction of second. He had an unreadable expression, the same as always when he rarely happened to look at you.

Weeks went by. Holidays came and went. The play would be in february, happening in four days: 9, 11, 14 and 16.

It was january, and you would rehease from monday to friday. The days of the presentation were coming, and you were growing more and more nervous. Amy would only come back from her parent´s house at february first, so, until there, you were by yourself.

Today Amy was coming back, and you decided to make a little feast for her, so you´d spent the day catching up.

The next day you went to the rehease, taking Amy with you, after she pestered you to. "Okay, just don´t drive attention to yourself, otherwise i will be in trouble." You warned. "Trust me, i´m as silent as a ghost."

You got on stage and looked for Ivan, who you now became very good friends with. "y/n, Ivan couldn´t make today, he said he is with a terrible headache since yesterday and can´t get out of bed, but tomorrow he said he´ll be here no matter what. In this case, today you will be reheasing with someone else, he will be here in a minute."

"Ok." You responded. You felt bad for Ivan.

After some time, distracted, you looked at your friend's direction an saw her face go pale. What happened to her? It seemed like she got terrible news. She nooded, so you would look to your side. On the moment you glanced to your left, you saw Professor Hiddleston standing right where Ivan should.

You couldn´t believe it.

Was it a joke?

An alusination?

Then you remembered your friend´s pale face. "Okay. Let´s start! Everyone, to your positions." Screamed one person of the director´s crew.

'It is just for a few hours, you can do this. Tomorrow Ivan will be here.' You though.

The reheasal began.

The professor was good. To good to be true. He didn´t need a script, he had all the Shakespeare plays in his head. Of courese he did!

You were intimidated by his performance. Why would they get any other Romeo when there was him?

As the play went by, you remebered specific scenes where some touching would be involved. You freezed at the thought.

You didn´t want to be touched by him. It terrified you. His coldness towars you had always beeing something that really made you unconfortable. You just didn´t want to admit it to not hurt yourself. You saw how nice he was to everyone, all smiles, laughs, complements all the time and nice notes on their essays. It seemed like he really, really, had something against you. So, thinking about the touching parts, or even the kiss, OH MY GOD, the KISS! It freeked you out!

The first touch came. A slight hands touching . Gosh, how his hands were warm!

The second touch. He hold tight your arm against his. You could feel his toned arm beside your torso.

Touches came and touches went by. And then, the kissing part. You were still, and he, like he was doing nothing much, leaned and gave you a long peck on your lips, while holding both of your arms. You froze for a second, blank expression.

The play continued.

At the end, your muscles were sore for being tense for so long.

"Hi, y/n. I hope i made a good Ivan substitute. I know my acting skills don´t even get near his." You heard a voice behind you as you untied your Elisabethan skirt that was on top of your grey sweatpants.

You stiffed again at his voice.

You continued untying and looked at him with indiference in your gaze.

"You were good, sir. Very good actually." You said trying to not sound nervous.

"I just wanted to see if you were okay. I felt you really tensed today. I just wanted to say that you should relax more, don´t take this as a running marathon, just breath and enjoy the play. Relax more."

"I´ll do better tomorrow, sir." You said as you saw him leaving the stage.

"What was that?" Amy asked.

"Did i look nervous?"

"No, at least not in my opinion."

You explained why Ivan missed today and all the situation to your friend while you headed to have dinner.

"So, i have to ask, what did he tell you? At the end. I saw he came to you."

"He just told me that i was too tense and i should relax more. 'it´s not a running marathon'." You say imitating his voice.

While you were eating you noticed Amy was looking at you in a weird way.

"What?" You ask confused.

"Nah, it´s nothing." She glances down at her food.

"Hey. Say it. You can´t do that and just shut!"

"Fine. Soo, how was having Professor Hiddleston all touchy and stuff? I know you hate the man, but you can´t deny how yummi he is. I could see the jealousy on the face of his female professor collegues who were working at the play." She grinns devilishly.

"Amy! I´ll not answer that! I can´t believe you just asked me such thing!" You say a little irritated and shy at the same time.

"You ordered me to ask, it´s your fault." She says laughing. "Now answer me, how was he?"

"Well, to be honest, i was to nervous to notice much. In the first act, when he holded my hands, his were incredibly hot, or maybe mine was to cold, you know why." You say shyly.

"Gosh, i imagine they were soft."

"Actually, they were a little cauloused. I think it´s because of the gym. It must be because of it, he didn´t get that shape out of nowhere."

Your best friend laughed, as she never imagined she´d hear you talking about him in that way.

"But how was the kiss? That was what i´ve been really wondering!"

"You know, a normal kiss." You say as you feel your cheeks heat, then you took a sip of your drink and desviated your look.

"Sure, normal kisses always makes someone blush like this." She says teasingly.

"His lips are really thin, so i got a little of the taste of his beard too, to be honest. His nose brushed on mine, on the last scene."

"Well, i think that was enough for today, otherwise you´d be as red as a pepper." As she quietly mumbled that, you looked disaprovingly at her.

"Speaking of the devil..." Amy said as she looked behind you, seeing the professor entering the bar. In two years you had never seen him here. So you had an excuse to be shocked. Suddenly, he passed through your table.

"Hello, girls." He greeted with his usual polite smile and a wave of his hand.

"Hello." You both said at the same time. He seated near the wall. Aparently, he was expecting someone.

After five minutes, a couple and another woman showed. They all greated and sat togheter.

"I can´t believe this, our table give us privilege view to his!" Amy said excitedly.

"Hey, do not look at their direction." You whispered.

"Y/n, they do not have the same access to look at us so freely. Besides, we just wanna know what they are doing here."

"Talk for yourself."

"Uhum." She sarcastically hummed.

Soon you finished eating, then, ordered a desert.

"I don´t know, y/n. But he doesn´t seem confortable."

"What do you mean?"

"I think i just saw the woman on his side reach his hand under the table and he barely touched it. Actully, he more flinched away then touched."

"Well, maybe it´s his girlfriend and he is mad at her. And they are on a double date, that´s why of the other couple."

" Oh my god, i think i know what is happening! The couple is a friend of his and is trying to find a partner for him. It can´t be his girlfriend, otherwise they would be closer and he´d touch her, no matter how much mad he was at her, he doesn´t seems the tipe of guy who lacks communication. I think that, if he was mad, he would resolve it at the time. He wouldn´t give the silence treatment. He is to sweet for that." She says looking kindly to him.

You roll your eyes at her words.

When you finished your desert, you paid and headed to the exit. But just for curiosity, you glanced at his direction, seeing that he actually was unconfortable. His legs were positioned tightly togheter and hers was brushing his shamelessly, like if she didn´t care if anyone would see it.

You could say you felt bad for him. Wasn´t the other couple noticing his expression and his to curved shoulders?

Amy noticed you staring at them.

"Do you wanna save him?" She asked.

"What? No way! The man already hates me, imagine if i just went to talk to him while he is hanging out with his friends?"

"Girl, you know he is to much of a gentleman to give her false hopes. And his friends? He´s beeing kiking the guy´s foot who is seating next to him for a while now, and he just seems to mouth to him to relax more and stuff."

"Come on, the man is clearly almost being harassed."

"He is a big boy, he can handle it by himself. Besides, he has his friends who are seeing what is happening."

"To relax more." You gave a small chuckle remembering what he told you earlier.

"Don´t be a meanni. Come on, i´ll go with you. Just say you´d like to ask him some things about the play, and it has to be now, because you wanna hearearse it at home sitll today. Ask if he can give you any tips on how to relax more."

"You really though this through it seems. " You say looking at her.

"Maybe, maybe not. I guess we´ll nevr know." She innocently says.

At her words, you decided to go. He already didn´t treat you to well, how could it be worse? And if it gets to bad, you can just change classes after all.

You and your friend approach his table. The professor and the other three people look at you.

"Hi." You say extremely embarased.

"Hi." They all responded.

Your friend touched your lower back to remeber you why you were doing that.

"W-Well, sorry bothering you, but i-i really need to speak to Mr. Hiddleston, it´s about the play. It´s important!"

You felt like you could die, right there, at that moment. He looked at you with his unreadable expression that apparently he saved just for you. He got up and excused himself to a place near the bathrooms, where there was no loud noise.

"What do you need to say, y/n?" He said in an emotioneless voice.

"I was thinking about what you said early, at the theater, about relaxing more during the play. I wanted to know if you have any tips to give to me, since you do know what you do on stage." You say with an involuntary submissive look. Always looking up. Your slight size difference being noticeable now.

"In my opinion, get used to the script. If you know the play really well, you fell like you can 'play' with it. You can feel what and how should be done with each scene. Adding to it, do some breathing exercises before getting on stage, also stretch, maybe. Wear something more warm, perhaps can help." He responded to your question in kind of a confused face (and something else you didn't recognise). Maybe he was wondering: Did you really interrupted my night out just to ask me this?

"Th-thank you for your tips, sir. I´m sorry again for interrupting your dinner. It´s just that i wanna rehearse it tonight already, to get more used before the day of the play." You answer with a teethless smile.

"Ok, if that´s all, i shall return to my table. Good night, y/n." He said coldly.

"Good night, sir."

As he headed to his table, you couldn´t believe in what you just had made. He looked kinda angry to be honest. Not looking you in the eye and stuff. You coud feel he´d rather be enywhere else than there, having this little conversation with you. Jesus, did he really hated you that much?

[avocado62524]

[alice-drysdale]

Guidance (part 2)

Alice’s POV:

Every morning feels the same, feeling the cold air in my room, smelling my dirty sheets, looking in my cracked mirror for 10 minutes asking myself if I will ever appreciate myself.

The answer is no. Probably not. But at this point I don’t even care. I feel empty every morning when I wake up, every minute I get screamed at by my parents and every second when is see my ugly reflection.

The constant screaming match my parents have are tiring. It’s always the same.

Maybe that’s why I’m excited now because I got a little change in my live. And that is saying hello to Mr Hiddleston and talking for 20 minutes before my break is over and I have to go back to my next class.

We have these small talks now for five weeks. And they were/are the best five weeks of the 11 years of school I ever had.

He is such a nice and fun person to be around. We talk a lot about books, poetry and theater. Sometimes he lends me books he thinks are interesting. And I read every single one of them and gave him my critics on it.

It felt like someone actually took my opinion seriously and by hart. And that’s why I got slowly emotionally attached to him.

Something that changed too was that I now sit next to him and not at the other side of the table anymore. It’s nice being so close to him. He radiates warmth and comfort with his calm presence. It’s something I never experienced, but it’s so nice.

Walking to school and back was always very tedious. I had to walk for an hour and ten minutes two times every day. But there is nothing I can do. My parents won’t give me money for driving with the bus or making my drivers license.

But it’s okay because on the way to school I already think about what me and Mr Hiddleston could talk about. Yesterday he told me he got a surprise for me and I ask myself what it is.

I try to listen to Mrs Gosling but it’s hard. I don’t understand math, I never did. And the bell would ring in a minute for Lunch so I only think about storming out of this classroom.

When the bell finally rings I but my stuff in my bag and run to the library. And Mr Hiddleston is already sitting at the table typing something on his phone.

„ well well well I think I have to confiscate that, no phones allowed Mr Hiddleston” he looked up surprised but then chuckled. „you are right I’m sorry Miss Bielefeld”

I set myself down next to him. I could smell his Parfum it was a citrusy and fresh smell with a bit of musk.  it’s addictive „you told me you have a surprise for me yesterday?” I asked excited.

„Did I?” He looked at me confused and my smile dropped slowly. But then he smirked at me „just kidding of course I do, wait” he looked around in his bag looking for something and pulled what looked like two pieces of paper out.

„I talked to the principal and told him what wonderful after- school- work you did for me for extra credit. And I told him that for this extra credit I planned on having a little educational trip for about 5 hours tomorrow. You will be excused for tomorrow and you will not have to attend your normal classes.“

He gave me one of the small pieces of paper… and it was a ticket for a theater show tomorrow. I was just holding it in my hands starring at it in disbelief. „I don’t think that the principal has to know that your extra credit was just reading a few books“ he chuckles

I teared up still holding the ticket in my hands starring at it. Mr Hiddleston Noticed that I wasn’t saying anything and he said slowly „I just thought it’s something you would maybe enjoy because you told me you never saw a show before. You don’t have to go of course- ”

But before he could finish his sentence I turned around and hugged him tightly crying into his shoulder. „T-Thank you“ I said still crying. he was Hesitating but then wrapped his arms around me too and stood up from the chair she he could hug me properly.

He probably doesn’t know what he really did to me with this. This was the first time someone ever gifted me something… and he gave me something i told him and wished for a few weeks ago.

When I was coming to my senses again I pulled away still looking at him with My watery eyes „how much did it cost?” I asked

He looked into my eyes saying seriously „it’s nothing you should ever worry about. I go to the theater often and buying a ticket more won’t make me poor“ he said softly.

“Here this is my email Adress, just write me one later where you want to get picked up. I will be there at around 8 am” he wrote it Down and gave it to me.

„Okay will do, thank you” I nodded. His thumb wiped away the last tear that rolled down my cheek. And this beautiful moment was destroyed by the bell

„Now I want you to stop crying, go to your next class and pay good attention. Can you do that for me Alice?” I nodded again and he smiled at me and I walked out of the room with a lot of different emotions…

Emotions I’ve never felt before. But I was sure of something

they were emotions I shouldn’t have for my teacher

When I got home I send Mr Hiddleston the Adresse from the Bus stop near my house. He send me an email back hoping that I will like the show tomorrow and that I should go to bed now to get a good sleep.

And I did exactly that. But I was to excited and I couldn’t sleep for the next 3 hours. But at some point my body was to tiered and i fell asleep.

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Uff part 2 and I feel like I want to switch guidance into a dark story. If you got any suggestions or want to get tagged just write me. But until then I see you next Tim! :D

[peachyjinx]

I know right? He’s being such a dick 😩. But I promise he gets better, this is the only time he’s mean like this. Hope you’re still enjoying it 💚

Sorry, this is sort of a slow burn, I guess?

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Holding Back [Loki Laufeyson x Female Reader]

Relationship: Loki x Female Reader

Summary: You are a new mutant recruit in training with the Avengers, and Loki is brought in to teach you how to use your powers.

Warnings: 18+ Minors DNI! Eventual smut

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Chapter 3:

The Magic

Word count: 2,202

Summary: Training goes well with Loki.... until it doesn't. (I know I thought there'd be smut by now, but I'm sorry it won't happen till Ch 4 🙊)

Warnings: light angst and anxiety, some references to Reader being turned on

You had to refrain yourself from running to the training room this morning. You had begun arriving earlier to your lessons, and once you even got there before Loki. Your mind wandered as you happily walked towards your training room. 

Loki seemed to be relaxing around the Avengers- maybe Thor was right about him being reformed. You smiled as you saw him arriving at the training room at the same time. 

"Is that your new suit?" Loki asks, slowly looking over your body. You blush, feeling his eyes all over you. 

"Yea, what do you think?", you ask faux confidently, one hand on your hip and spinning around.   

"Oh it's very becoming on you, Darling", he smiles at you devilishly. 

"Thanks," you smile back and feel your heart flutter. 

Are you flirting with him? Stop that. No good can come from that.  

“I brought you some brownies,” you set the box on a desk by the entrance to the room. "Not trying to be a teacher's pet or anything, but wanted to show my appreciation".  

“While that is kind, it is wholly unnecessary. I am merely doing my duties as set forth by Odin," Loki says candidly.

You feel your face drop a bit. That’s right, he wasn’t doing this because he wanted to help you. He was being forced to teach you as part of his penance. Loki noticed the change of your expression. 

“But thank you, Y/N, I am sure they are delicious”, he smiled warmly at you, resting his large hands on your shoulders and looking at you in earnest. That was the kindest tone he had used with you since you had met. 

Why does he have to be so nice? Damnit. This is bad. It’s definitely a huge crush now. 

“Yea no problem,” you shrugged and walked ahead of him, keying the code that unlocked your training room. 

"What is a teacher's pet?", he continued.

"Oh it's like someone who sucks up to their teacher for extra points," you explained.

Loki hummed and looked you over again as the two of you walked inside.

Loki conjured a wooden chair in the middle of the room. 

"What's this Loki?", you ask, as he walked ahead and turned to face you as he started all his lessons. 

“You are progressing well, but I would like to see you using your powers in a less conventional and defensive method. Today you will be working more on creating fields around objects and moving them. In battle, this would enable you to prevent opponents from grabbing weapons or important devices," Loki explained. 

“Oh, okay. That sounds difficult.”

“And it may be,” Loki walked toward you,”but I think that if you focus, you can accomplish this. I have faith in your abilities. From my teachings and observations, I believe your powers are not unlike magic, and can be manipulated as such..."

Loki stood behind you, grabbing your shoulders gently and pointing them towards the lone furniture in the room. 

“The important piece for you is to let go of your powers more freely- do not be afraid of what gifts you possess. Now, I want you to concentrate on the chair,” he grabs your hips gently and straightens them, and uses his legs to separate yours into a wider stance. You feel sparks throughout your body as he touches you. 

 He is incredibly close now, his chest ghosting your back. He guides his large hand down your right arm stretching it out in front of your body. He gently grabs your wrist, and stops his movements. The moment feels like forever but also a millisecond. You can feel yourself getting hot, and your breathing is getting heavier, as your heart feels like it's about to beat out of your chest. 

You can feel his breath on the back of your neck now, and you start to get goosebumps that trail up your arm to where Loki’s hand is. Loki’s breathing sounds like it's getting faster too. You can smell him now, too- a warm, spice smell combined with something natural...like pine? Your eyelids start to flit closed as you bask in the moment of being so close to him and feeling his touch, feeling turned on throughout your whole body.

"Did you hear me?" He asks, his voice sounding deeper, right by your ear. You hadn’t been listening. Had he kept talking?  Was he feeling this too? 

"Huh?", your eyes opened but you didn't move. Loki didn't move either. 

"Did you hear me?", Loki repeated, quieter this time, as his hands and body remained perfectly still. He moves his nose slightly against the outside of your ear and you shudder. You feel a warmth flood in between your legs and all you want is him.  

NO! Pay attention!!

You snap yourself out of it, take a sharp breath and blurt out, "Yup I've got this, just move the chair away from me." 

You begin to focus on the chair, and not Loki’s hand on your forearm. You create a force field around the chair in a bubble, and move it forward slowly, a few inches at a time. It lifts to a foot off the ground, before it comes crashing back to the ground when your field disintegrates. 

You let out a breath of relief. 

"Wow", you whisper.

“See? Now then, was that so hard?”, Loki removes himself from your body as he steps back and you suddenly feel cold. You nodded, a bit relieved you were able to accomplish this test, but also disappointed he returned to a reserved state. His expression is aloof again. Sometimes you really had a hard time reading him. 

“Let’s do that again, I want to watch you practice,” Loki steps back further and has you repeat the same action for the rest of the hour. 

By the time the session was over, your arm ached- you had successfully moved the chair all over the training room. But you couldn't help but be bothered by that moment between you and Loki. 

After the lesson, you rushed back to your apartment to take a cold shower, opting to skip the public showers. 

While you were showering, you couldn’t help but think about the shitty predicament you are in, instead of the success of the training. 

I'm definitely crushing on my teacher, this isn't good.  Why does he have to be so good looking? Those eyes and that hair. That body.  What I wouldn’t give for one night with him… 

You're sure these feelings are just on your end. You feel so silly, he's a God and you're just a mutant who can't control her powers. 

Luckily it's Friday, and you'll find something to distract you tonight, and then on Monday you'll act like it never happened.

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 You had decided to have a movie night in the big living area in the tower. There was a big TV, comfy couches- even if you had no one to hang out with, it was nice to change things up. You made yourself some popcorn and settled in. 

As you were picking out a movie that you knew would have no romance in it, Bucky walked in.

“Hey Champ, how’s it going?”, he greeted you. 

“Oh just trying to distract myself from my life. What about you?”, you responded as you searched the services on the TV.

“Just looking for trouble. What are you watching?”, he sat down beside you as the credits started.

“An old scifi movie- not as old as you though,” you grinned at him. He elbowed you gently in the ribs. 

“So, how are things going with the God of Mischief?”, he wiggled his eyebrows and grinned at you. 

Just the mention of him made your stomach do flips. 

“Well. Surprisingly well. I was able to move a chair in a shield today, so that was pretty cool,” you tried not to think about the moment between you and Loki. His hand on your arm…

“So you’re sticking around, then?”, Bucky cut off your thoughts. 

“Well...yea, I think so? Do people want me here? I mean, I know I’m not a superspy or a supersoldier or a God, but-”

“Relax, doll,” Bucky laughed and interrupted you. “Yes, we like you, and would like you to stick around. But it’s not just our decision, we want you to want to stay here. Maybe start thinking about if you want to join the next mission”. 

You could feel a tightness creeping over your chest. You were trying to escape everything tonight, not just the Loki issues. The question of “Could I be an Avenger?”  frequently casted doubt in your mind. But Tony had given you your own suit, so that meant they wanted you, right? 

“Okay. Can we just watch the movie so I don’t have to think about stuff?”, you whined at him. 

“Of course, Y/N, just trying to make conversation. What’s got you all tense? Want some wine or beer or something?”, Bucky offered.

“Yes, wine please.” you said immediately. “Nothing in particular has me tense, just the fate of my life and all that." 

Bucky chuckled. 

“Okay, well if that’s all. I’ll grab us a drink, and then you can explain this movie to me.”

You rolled your eyes and threw a pillow at him as he laughed and headed toward the fridge. You wish you could talk to someone about what was going on with you, with your feelings for Loki. You were afraid to even call your friends, in case Tony had tapped your phone. 

For now, I’ll keep this all to myself and try to push these feelings down. Yup, it’ll be just fine. 

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Something has changed, and you don’t know what. It's been a hard lesson today. You don't know what's going on with Loki, but he's been especially mean to you. Whatever connection you had shared last week was gone. He's acting cold and withdrawn. Not joking or laughing like he has been recently. 

Today he's trying to get you to create a field around yourself during hand to hand combat, but it's not going well at all. You had been successful in the past, but Loki is attacking much faster today, and not letting up. 

"AGAIN!" he shouted. 

He’s never yelled at me before, what the hell is going on with him??

"But I'm exhausted. We've been at this for an hour, our lesson should be over!", you complained. 

"If merely an hour exhausts you, then you are nothing but the puny mortal I had assumed you were. Did you learn nothing from last week?? You continue to repress your powers. Now do it again, and I want to see fierceness. Anger, fear, or anything that isn't this timid response you have been showing me," he spat. 

Here it was, the other side of Loki that he hid under the facade of playfulness. His rage and frustration- and it was all pointed at you.  

As you sparred you barely put shields up to protect yourself.  As the match continued, Loki's attacks got fiercer, and your fields began to falter. 

"HEY! You almost stabbed me!!" you screamed at him as a knife got dangerously close on a swing and you were unable to project a force field.

"Well if you weren't distracted by your own self pity, you would have produced a shield. I cannot have my pupil performing poorly, that is a reflection on me. I will NOT let you embarrass me in front of the others!  Now, fighting stance and we will do it AGAIN," Loki demanded. He looks angry, tightly gripping a dagger in each hand and staring you down with a fierceness in his eyes. You realize you've had enough. 

"NO- FUCK THIS! I don't know what's got you so pissy today, but I don't have to put up with it!", you yelled at him, panting heavily. Your chest hurt and your lungs felt like they were on fire. You didn't notice how much your body hurt until you stopped moving. You glared at him, and he returned with an icy stare. You heart sunk, he was all you had thought about for weeks and now he was treating you terribly. 

You walked out, ending the lesson and happy to not be in the same room with him. 

You went straight to your room to seclude yourself for the rest of the day. 

I've been thinking about this guy for weeks, bake him brownies, and then he tries to kill me? What the hell is wrong with him? What an absolute asshole!

You hated that all you could think about was Loki. You thought that maybe there was something between you two. Or maybe it was all in your head. But this was overwhelming, and you needed a break, some space between you two. You decide to text him:

"Loki, I need the rest of the week off from lessons."

He responds nearly immediately:

"Okay."

Your heart sinks that he doesn't apologize or say anything else. You grab a pint of ice cream and sit on your couch to sulk and watch TV. 

Chapter 4- The Dinner

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[slut-4-loki]

profesor hiddleston<3 >>>>

[worstloki]

Thor: Repeat after me! Always be kind to yourself! Children: Always be kind to yourself! Thor: Always stand up for yourself! Children: Always stand up for yourself!! Thor: Always escalate minor disagreements into life-changing violence! Children: Always escalate-- Loki: I think children should stop listening to you

[futurewife]

Thinking about when I was in school I would be known as "the _____(whoever was my main f/o at the time) girl" of my class or year LOL. now on selfshipping tumblr I can have many more people thinking this about me and bestow this title upon me... :)

[musclesandhammering]

I know this is such an unpopular opinion but like…….. X-5 needs to be a part of the team. He’s such an asshole and a little shit and all he rly wanted was freedom, and I know if he wasn’t hiding information from them, he and Loki would get along so well.