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Loki Imagine: "Starting Now"

tw: rather large age gap, swearing, major angst

fluff, angst

Loki x Stark!Reader

You were seventeen when you met Loki Laufeyson. And you must admit... you had a bit of a crush on him. He was being kept prisoner by S.H.E.I.L.D, his power too great and his blood lust overpowering. You found him... interesting.

It only took a couple of tries before Nick Fury found out you were spying on Loki. You would study his mannerisms. For a god, he was quite... human. But, that was before there was a code put on the door, one that was made to keep you away from him.

It had never been explained to you in detail exactly what Loki had done, and you were too busy doing other 17-year-old things to turn on the news. So, Banner kept you as distracted from the trickster god as possible, showing you anything and everything he could in the lab. But, you would occasionally see Loki being escorted to and from his cell, peering into the lab... grinning at you. You couldn't help it, you wondered what he was like... you'd also wondered what those beautiful black locks felt like through your fingers. But those thoughts were just fantasies... ones that would never come true.

You had never been close to anyone capable of that before, capable of killing. Let alone someone who had wanted to do it. But you were a fool... a child. You didn't understand Loki, you didn't understand what he'd done. Not that anyone had bothered to clue you in.

After things got out of control, Tony, your father sent you back to New York where you would stay with Pepper and train for the next three years. Where you would learn how to help your father. Learn how to be an Avenger.

You were nineteen when you saw him again. His hair had gotten longer and his face had aged, but the biggest change was that he was no longer considered an enemy of the Avengers. Now, he was simply accompanying his brother to the compound.

It was almost noon when you first woke up and began making breakfast. It was your day off and you were going to do your favorite activity: sleep.

"My, my" a velvet voice said from behind you, "look who grew up."

You didn't need to turn around to know who was speaking. You grinned and continued to smear butter on your toast. "For the God of Mischief, you really aren't very good at sneaking up on people."

You turned and threw the butter knife, it pierced the wall right above his head. He stood with his eyes wide, his shock was unjustified. For one, if you had wanted to hit him you would; two, he had to have known what you had been doing all these years, what your father required of you.

You took him in as he sauntered through the kitchen, leaning against the bar. He was in desperate need of a haircut, the black locks fell to his shoulders. He wore his traditional solid black suit, not a hint of color. Not even his signature forest green.

He looked tired... as if it had been not two years but twenty. Age had gone well with him though. He looked mature, as though the youthful pranks had stopped a long time ago, like the power-hunger had disappeared.

You smirked, "You've gotten old."

"Two years isn't that long, Y/n." He reached over his head and yanked the knife out of the wall, leaving a small hole. Pepper would kill you for that later. Worth it.

You took the knife from his hand. "It is when you're getting old and fat," you retorted.

Loki chuckled, "You are your father's daughter."

You rolled your eyes, "Did you need something? Or do you enjoy seeing the mental agony you inflict upon me?"

"Actually, I was looking for your father."

You pointed your knife towards the elevator at the other end of the room, "Lab. Lower level. You should be familiar with that wing." The wing he had been kept prisoner in. The wing you had strolled down almost every day when you were seventeen just to catch a glimpse of the handsome prisoner.

"Thank you, darling," he replied as he strolled over to the elevator. He smiled and gave you a wink before the doors slid shut. You rolled your eyes.

Darling? Absolutely not.

Dinner was the most awkward thing that you've ever been forced to sit through. The fear of Loki and his manipulation loomed over the table like fog. Steve was watching him like a feral animal that would attack at any second. As if he were a venomous snake ready to strike at any given moment.

"So," Thor cleared his throat awkwardly, "Y/n, your father tells me you've been training in New York. How's that going?"

"It's a lot of work but it's a nice way to spend time," you said through a bite of mashed potatoes. "Right now I'm focusing more on science so I can help Bruce and dad. But Natasha is really wanting to do more combat training with me."

"Y/n fights now?" Loki asked, grinning at you.

You shrugged, "Not much, but I could definitely kick your ass."

"Could you now? I suppose we'll have to put that to the test, won't we Miss Stark?" Loki said with a wink.

Natasha laughed, "Y/n is a bit too soft right now. Once she gets over her fear of actually hurting someone I think she'll be an excellent fighter."

"The knife she threw at me this morning must have been an expression of that fear."

"Y/n Stark!" Pepper said from the other end of the table, "You did not put that hole in my wall."

"He was annoying me!" You said defensively.

"He annoys everyone, you don't see Tony throwing silverware at his head."

"No he just blasts him to hell with his suits," you deadpanned.

Pepper looked at Tony. "You see where she gets it? I told you seventeen was too young for training. I told you that the violence would rub off on-"

"Can we not argue at the table, please?" You said, looking back and forth between your father and Pepper.

She rolled her eyes, "Fine. But you're going to fix that wall young lady."

"Fine," you sighed with a roll of your eyes. You caught Loki grinning at you from across the table and went back to picking at your food.

"Here I was thinking we were going to have a civilized dinner," Loki chuckled.

Cap scoffed, "Civilized?"

"Cap," your father said with a warning tone.

"What?" Steve said defensively, "I'm just wondering where a murderer gets off saying anything about being civilized."

"That's rich coming from you," Loki retorted. "Do I need to remind you of all the innocents you killed in Sokovia? So many lives sacrificed in the name of doing the right thing."

"Brother!" Thor snapped.

"I'm just trying to level the playing field," Loki grinned. "If I'm going to be put on trial, perhaps everyone else should get off their high horse as well?"

"We have never been on the same level, Loki." Steve snapped, "You tried to conquer this planet. You lied, manipulated, stole, killed innocent humans. All because you wanted a power trip. That wasn't Sokovia, we thought we were doing the right thing, all you wanted to do was the wrong thing. All you wanted to do was kill."

"You speak as though I don't have the ability to change," Loki leaned his elbows on the table. "Isn't that what being on this planet is all about? Second chances?"

"Not for murderers," Steve spat.

You didn't know Loki well... but to the extent that you did know him, you knew that when he was embarrassed he also got angry and violent. But not this time. Loki was the picture of serenity and calm as he stood from his spot at the table. "I see how it is," he muttered, "I suppose I should have just stayed... gone."

With that... he left.

It was 3 AM by the time you left your room again. For no other reason than to break into Thor's cookie stash. He was convinced it was your father that had been stealing from him... wrong Stark.

You prayed that nobody would find you digging in the pantry for two reasons. One: Thor would kill you for stealing his snacks; two, you were in your underwear and a tank top. Anyone other than Pepper seeing you in this state would be humiliating.

But, of course, you can never get what you want. Behind you, you heard soft footsteps padding their way into the kitchen.

"I didn't realize you'd be awake," the masculine voice said from behind you. You turned and saw Loki, shirtless in low-hanging black sweatpants. You did your best to force your eyes away from the dark trail of hair below his belly button and into his pants.

As your eyes met his, you could see the light blush on his cheeks. Fuck, he'd caught you staring. He cleared his throat, "I just thought I'd make some tea. For some reason, I don't sleep well in Midgard."

"Perhaps it's all the memories," You muttered as he stood next to you at the counter.

"For christ's sake, Y/n," he slammed his mug down onto the counter, "I am not that person anymore, you know that."

"Do I?" You turned to face him, "You killed innocent people, Loki. You killed children-"

"I know what I did," he sighed, putting his head in his hands, "I'm trying to fix it. I want to be better than I was."

"Loki we can't just trust you," the tea was long forgotten at this point, the water had probably gone cold, "not after what you did."

Loki huffed and yanked the butcher knife out of the block, placing it in your hand. He wrapped his hand around yours and put the knife to his chest, only a little pressure would need to be applied in order for it to tear his skin.

"Loki, what are you-"

He shushed you, "I am literally putting my life in your hands. I want you to see that I am done hurting people, and if you killing me is how to prove it, then so be it."

You tried to pull away but he pulled you back in with enough force to make your knees buckle. You weren't looking at the knife against his pale, muscular chest. But his blue eyes that were begging you to acknowledge his sincerity.

Your grip on the kitchen knife loosened. It clattered to the floor as you wrapped your arms around him, pressing your face into his warm chest. "I don't want to hurt you," you whispered.

You felt him sigh in relief, "I don't want to hurt anyone either. If anyone here is willing to trust me, I want it to be you."

"Why me?"

He pulled away and cupped your face in his hands, "Because you are the first truly good person I've met on this planet. You give me hope, Y/n." He pressed a kiss to your forehead.

"You don't have to be that person ever again, Loki," you kissed his Adam's apple gently, "I promise I will help you through this."

You felt him lean down slightly, wrapping his arms around your waist to pull you up to meet him. You immediately felt your breath hasten. You had been fantasizing about this moment since you were in high school... and now it was about to happen. Loki, God of Mischief, was about to kiss you at 3 AM in the kitchen of the Avengers compound.

Before you could take another breath, his lips were against yours. His lips were soft like you'd always imagined they'd be, and his mouth was hot like the rest of him. He groaned into the kiss when your tongue brushed against his. You raked your fingers through his hair.

He parted his lips from yours in order to lift you onto the counter, standing in between your legs, his hands trailing up your sides.

"Wait, wait," you gasped as you pulled your lips from his, "How do I know you're not about to use me?"

Loki smiled and tucked some stray hair behind your ear, "I'll never lie to you, my darling. I'll be good for you... starting now."

You pressed your forehead against his and kissed the tip of his nose, "Starting now."

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Guys…. Do this for me plz 🙏🏻

Prompt List #2

A/N: While a majority of these are mine there are a few I have found online/was inspired by

Prompt List #1

Fluff

“I’ve learnt to love you.”

“They’re good for each-other.”

“(She/he/they) don’t compare to you. No one does.”

“Shut up and hold me.”

“I’m not leaving. Ever.”

“I promised to love you forever.”

“You’ll find your way back to me, I know you will.”

“I’ll take care of you.”

“Can you sing that song for me again?”

“I don’t know if you know this but, I love you.”

“I know it’s 2 in the morning but do you want to…”

“It looks good on you.”

“You’re the reason I’m still here.”

“I love you and all but…”

“You saved me.”

“Would you like to stay?”

“I’ll take the couch.”

“I’m quite comfortable here.”

“How did I manage to get you.”

“Maybe I’m just lucky.”

“It’s us agaisnt the world.”

“Are you hurt? What happened?”

“You fainted, are you alright?”

“What do you remember?”

“I think (she/he/they/I) rubbed off on you.”

“Don’t let go.”

“I promise.”

“Am I dreaming?”

“I don’t want to wake up.”

“Find me again.”

“Don’t forget me.”

“Well it’s a good thing I don’t plan on doing that.”

“Please don’t say goodbye.”

“I wish we didn’t we have to say goodbye.”

“You didn’t think you’d be able to get rid of me just yet did you?”

“Because I fell for you, isn’t it obvious?”

“I could never get tired of you.”

“Are you alright?” “I will be.”

“No you don’t understand, I have to get back!”

“I’m not your princess.”

“You say you hate it but your red face is telling me otherwise.”

“For (her/him/them), (I’ll do) anything.”

“(She’s/he’s/they’re) worth the wait.”

“I can be your reason why.”

“This is not what I meant when I told you to fall for me.”

“I don’t know if I want to yell at you or kiss you.”

“Is it that hard to believe that I love you?”

“Stop flirting with me, I’m not going to fall for it.”

“Is somebody jealous?”

“Can you quit being sappy for five seconds?”

Angst

“Why does it sound like you’re saying goodbye?”

“It’s always a losing game with you.”

“If it means anything, I love you.”

“I must’ve loved (her/him/them) a lot.”

“You’re in-love with somebody else.”

“(She/he/they/I) lost (her/his/their/my) soulmate.”

“It wasn’t supposed to end this way.”

“I’ve moved on.”

“This isn’t the person I fell in-love with.”

“It doesn’t matter unless I’m their last right?”

“Why are you still fighting?”

“You were the one who walked out, not me.”

“Please don’t make me choose.”

“You’re choosing (her/him/them) over me?”

“You don’t get to call me that.”

“You lost the right when you walked out of my life.”

“What happened to forever?”

“Don’t you remember me?”

“Would you have said yes?”

“Please don’t make me choose.”

“You can’t just act like nothings wrong when it isn’t!”

“You’re with me for a reason, right?”

“Why would (I/she/he) fall for someone else?”

“I haven’t seen you in months.”

“You’ll always be a friend.”

“Did you love me (me/her/him/them)?”

“I’m sorry.” “For what?” “Everything.”

“I’ll see you soon, I promise.”

“You have to let me go.”

“It’s all in my head. This isn’t actually happening, you’re not real!”

“Look me in the eyes and repeat what you just said.”

“Why are you letting (her/him/them/me) do this to you?” “Because I love (her/him/them/you).”

“Would you do the same for me?”

“What happened to all of our promises?”

“This was our forever.”

“Don’t tell me to calm down!”

“It’s been years, can’t you just give me a chance.”

“I’m not ready to get hurt again.”

“Because I know when I open my eyes this will all turn out to be a dream and I’ll lose you again.”

“I’m not ready to lose you.”

“No, not again. Please!”

“You just had to go and ruin everything.”

“Why do we have to keep hiding? I’m tired of being kept a secret.”

“You know this means nothing right?”

“It’s not my fault you believe(d) everything I (say/said).”

“You promised forever.”

“Why is it so hard for you to believe me?”

“Wake up! Please don’t do this to me.”

“Why did you have to go and fall in love with me?”

“I shouldn’t still be in love with you.”

General

“I still find myself falling asleep with you on my mind.”

“Do you not remember me?”

“I thought you said wouldn’t fall in-love.”

“(She’s/he’s/they’re) just a friend.” “We used to be friends to be ‘just friends’ too.”

“I’d never fall in-love.”

“I’ll wait for you.”

“Just take my hand.”

“You’re weak.”

“Was that part of the bet?”

“At least I kept my promises.”

“Take me back.”

“I need (her/him/them).”

“Do you miss me?”

“What happened to us?”

“People say I’m heartless.”

“Another nightmare?”

“Are you afraid of me?”

“Is that a threat?”

“Hold onto me.”

“I have nothing.”

“It’s killing you.”

“Maybe you should give up.”

“I’m tired of running.”

“(She/he/they) changed (her/his/their) world.”

“Just like we promised.”

“I can’t leave.”

“You’re a bad liar did you know?”

“I could’ve helped.”

“I never wanted any of this.”

“Only you.”

“Come home.”

“I’ll see you when I get back.”

“Just say the word.”

“Well, I can scratch that off my bucket list.”

“We really shouldn’t be doing this…”

“Do you trust me?” “No.”

“It was your idea!”

“What happened to your face?”

“All you had to do was ask.”

“I don’t like you.”

“I haven’t seen you in months.”

“Why is it always you?”

“Don’t let go.”

“Who said I ever stopped?”

“Get out of my head.”

“You flinched.”

“Is it worth it? Risking everything just for a chance.”

“I did it again, didn’t I?”

“I’m not going to fight you.”

“Every time I think I’m close to finally figuring you out you end up surprising me.”

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