#Thor: I can't fight the guy??? why are they like THAT

[worstloki]

AU where Laufey and Loki look so similar that the second Thor sees the guy on Jotunheim he's stuck looking between them like 'wait, something is wrong here...'

#Thor: that's literally Loki's face #Loki: (sweating) uhm I don't see it #Thor: same face but like three thousand years older #Sif: what are you guys on about?? that's literally king of the frost giants he's covered in shadows and blue #Thor: right i know but they're similar at least admit that much #Fandral: can't really see the man up there in that lighting :/ #Thor: i'm telling you that's the same face!! #Volstagg: I don't see what that has to do with our current predicament #Thor: I can't fight the guy??? why are they like THAT #Hogun: we should... do something #Thor: what am i meant to do?? hit his face with the hammer when that's Loki's face?? what??? Loki do you see it #Loki: (sweating) you're delulu #Frost giants: what are they whispering about over there...?

[recreationalfanfics]

Hi there you wonderful and amazing person, can I request Gender Neutral or Female Billy Batson Reader with Platonic with either Yandere Poseidon, Loki, Buddha, Hercules, Ares, Hermes, Zeus and Thor (3 of your choosing, cause honestly, any combination can work for this)

Reader is 14 years old orphan, who’s a Human Fighter, Humanity is frightening that a child is fighting while the Gods are mocking Humanity for choosing a CHILD to fight (Until they/she yells ‘SHAZAM!’ And turn into an adult figure full of god power and wins the fight, even refusing to kill their/her opponents and just injuring them badly enough they can’t fight anymore because they don’t want to commit murder, even if it’s a god and they were planning on killing them/her)

The gods are FURIOUS that a Human Child somehow has the powers of the GODS and want her/them on their side (Reader is very strong) but Reader refuses because she/they want to save and protect Humanity because that’s what a Hero does (That doesn’t mean Reader won’t act reckless or immature, since they are a child, they just won’t abuse their power to hurt others)

Sorry if this is a lot, I LOVE DC, and Shazam is my absolute favorite DC Superhero (He’s such a relatable character, and I can’t wait to watch Clash of Gods) the first movie was great and the Wizard was funny too

OOOH, YES. I LOVE THAT IDEA TBH. Angsty idea: What if this also took place in the Injustice Universe (where Superman killed Captain Marvel) and that's why the Reader is here- ALSO, I'VE NEVER HEARD SOMEONE SAY THEIR FAVORITE DC HERO IS SHAZAM, YOU HAVE AMAZING TASTE.

Platonic Yandere!Hercules, Buddha, and Hermes + Shazam! GN Reader:

"She's stooped too low!"

"Has humanity given up that quickly!?"

"That can't be our champion!? Can it!?"

You pull your hoodie up as you hesitaite to walk further, hearing the sounds of the gods and humans alike. You look back at Brunhilde, who gives you a comforting smile and nods encouragingly in your direction. You smile back and try to take a deep breath. It's no big deal, you've gone toe-to-toe with bigger bad guys before. Hell, Black Adam was a near damn god and you've beaten him a couple of times.

"WHAT'S THIS!? HUMANITY IS...SENDING OUT A CHILD!? THAT CAN'T BE CORRECT, THERE'S SUPPOSED TO BE A HERO HERE FROM HUMANITY'S GREATEST LEAGUE OF HEROES."

You frown at the announcer and send him a glare. Ouch, okay. Suddenly you felt more spiteful than insecure in that moment. Staring at the God you were about to face, you pull your hood down and get into a fight stance.

The god laughs, "Okay, okay, real cute kid. Where's the REAL champion I've been hearing about?"

"They're right here...SHAZAM!"

"The Strength of Hercules!":

- Oh, words WERE definetly due after your outrageous fight. The gods were horrified; a human child who somehow had THEIR powers managed to defeat a god!? WHAT INSANITY WAS THIS!? Although, Hercules wasn't really concerned about that part...he was more concerned about the child part.

- He followed you and Brunhilde both after your fight, you laughing and pumping yourself up and Brunhilde ruffling your hair lovingly. You looked up and smiled at her and Hercules couldn't help but feel his heart soften. You looked like a sweet kid. Which only made him angrier.

- "BRUNHILDE, WHAT WERE YOU THINKING!? Having a child compete? WHAT INSANITY IS THIS!?"

- When she explains who you are and what you can do and how you didn't even need a völundr, it only enraged him more. Humanity must be saved but you can't sacrifice a child to do it. You looked at him and you felt a sense of bittersweet nostalgia. He reminded you of...no...you didn't want to think of him right now.

- Hercules will then look at you and smile, complimenting you on how you did in battle and how he couldn't help but recognize his strength. You timidly tell him that it was one of your seven powers, the Strength of Hercules. An idea forms inside of his head and he suggests that even though you're both on opposite sides, that he should mentor you in how you use your strength.

Platonic Yandere! Hercules:

- Its so easy for you to warm up to him, he reminds you so much of Clark...before, you know. He's kind and compassionate and he has the right intentions. He felt familiar but safer if that made sense and considering you are a CHILD who is competing in DEATH MATCHES, you needed something familiar.

- Hercules is happy that you come to him so much, he sees you as a younger sibling, honestly. He protects you from people like Zeus, Poseidon, and Loki who might seek to harm you or "interrogate" you about your powers. He also will sneak over to the human's side to make sure Brunhilde isn't gonna use you as a secret weapon again. His new goal along with saving humanity is to make sure you survive this.

- He becomes family to you, a concept you yearned for. He scolds you when you get into hijinks, he's a good and patient teacher who truly shows you the potential of your strength, but he's also a very soft and kind person. When you tell him how you died, he hugs you and tells you that no one shall harm you like that. Not when he's around.

- It was a good thing but all good things come to an end. That darkness that overcame Superman? You begin to feel it. You think it started when you accidentally upset another God, much to the point they wanted to fight you then and there. You wanted to get back to Hercules but they kept fighting you and you tried to say Shazam but each attack was faster than the last. Then Hercules came to the rescue, except, it was much more violent than it needed to be. Nearly beating the god to death, he didn't stop until you transformed and used your strength to pull him off. He had crazed blood lust eyes for a minute but they softened when they looked at you.

- You want to pretend that your imagining it and you want to tell someone but who would believe you? Sure you had the power of the Gods but everyone knew you were just an orphan mortal child with a magic word. Hercules had a reputation for being a good and just person...but so was Superman. You try to distance yourself from Hercules a bit, saying that you couldn't make certain training times and then eventually you just stopped showing up at all.

- He doesn't like being lied to, (Y/n). He sees you when you laugh with Sasaki Kojiro or when you hang out with Goll. Hercules isn't sure why you're trying to avoid him but thats gonna have to change, you're too young to understand that just because you have powers doesn't mean you CAN'T get hurt. That's why you have to stay close to him. So he can protect you and keep you safe.

"By The Wisdom of Solomon!":

- Huh, that's something you don't see everyday. Buddha was iffy about Brunhilde choosing you but he won't deny, it's quite brilliant to fight the Gods with their own powers. Such a shame that a poor kid like you got stuck to this match.

- Buddha is the cool older brother, honestly. When you're walking over to Brunhilde to have the doctors check up on you, Buddha is all: "Hey, little buddy. Saw your fight out there, pretty impressive for someone your age."

- Your chest swells with pride at his words as you just try to fix your posture and look cool and composed, "Yeah, this kinda stuff isn't really new to me. I kinda fight guys like this, like, all the time." and Buddha laughs at your confident tone and hands you one of his treats.

- "Well, you seem like you've got everything covered. Just remember, don't get too cocky in a place like this."

- You nod your head, this time a more serious expression on your face. You know what he means but life and death isn't something new to you and now that you've been given a second chance to defend humanity, you're going to make sure you make all the right decisions to win this for everyone.

- Buddha seems to notice the determination in your eyes because he lets out a soft chuckle and pats your head, "Can tell I ignited that fire in ya. See you around, little buddy."

- You open your mouth to tell him that you could be a big buddy if you wanted to but then you blushed when you realized how stupid that sounded and he just cackled in the distance.

Platonic Yandere! Buddha:

- He shows up everywhere you're at. It wasn't just the Wisdom of Solomon telling you that something was wrong, it was that instinct you develop when you were on the run from Child Services kicking in that told you someone was following you. You didn't want to think that it was Buddha, he was so cool! He snuck you snacks, taught you some interesting things about your powers and how to use them, and how to mediate and other cool stuff!

- Still, you start to notice he began popping up more and more during your daily rounds in Ragnarok. You didn't really mind it since he was good company and considering how old everyone else was compared to you, he was like a cool Gen Z God (if you had to describe him) but lately, its been happening too much for your liking.

- Like when you were practicing your newest fighting skills and such and nearly fell, he showed up right behind you and caught you before you hit the ground. Asking how his favorite little buddy was doing, which was weird considering that you were in Shazam mode but even weirder was that you were pretty sure he was somewhere far away from the place you were training at. You didn't think much of it then but then it started happening more and more.

- No one else is allowed to befriend you, as well. For example, Sasaki was telling you stories of his old fights and you were both laughing but now when you run up to him to try and hang out, he just gives you a sad smile and says he sadly can't. The same even goes with the Valkyries sometimes, you don't know why they all hate you all of a sudden. You don't have much time to figure out the answer, of course, because Buddha will join you because you looked sad and offer you a snack.

- He hates seeing you upset, little buddy, he really does. But even with all those fancy powers, you're still just a little guy going up against Gods. Brunhilde can't be 100% trusted to look after you so Buddha will take that position. It goes to his head quick when he sees you hang out with others, almost as if you forgot about your best buddy! He knows it's selfish of him to isolate you but some of those humans will die, Buddha sure as Hell won't. So just stick with him, okay, little buddy?

"The Speed of Mercury!":

- What a curious thing you were. He wasn't sure what to make of the situation when it happened but if he had to summarize it; you, a child, somehow inherited the power of the gods and became an adult. He'd recognize his speed anywhere.

- You put it to good use as well, it seems. He watched you fight and sensed a sort of excitement during your battle. What shenanigans and plot twists will you bring little one?

- At the end of your fight, your grown self even has the audacity to grab the microphone from Hiemdall and announce to everyone: "I am not some kid! I am a member of the Justice League and a well respect hero! I risked my life protecting mankind and I'll risk my afterlife so...uh, EAT THAT, GODS!" and the gods gasped audibly while Hermes chuckled in amusement. It appears as though your maturity doesn't change with your body.

- No because he will still find it upsetting that Brunhilde chose a child as a champion, REGARDLESS OF YOUR POWERS. Unlike the other two, he doesn't exactly rush to meet you because its not really any of his business at the end of the day.

- However you both run into each other again and it's such a funny coincidence. You look him up and down and tell him: "So...You're Hermes...I didn't expect you to look so...butlery." and he just makes this surprised face at you but smiles at you, "Yes, I do suppose I look different from how humans envision me."

Platonic Yandere! Hermes:

- The adopted Dad who stepped up and will step on anyone who tries to do you harm. You don't understand, you just bring out this good humorous and playful side out of him a bit more. He isn't sure how, why, or when but you managed to worm your way into his heart.

- He really wouldn't have it any other way either. The mortals of your world were insane for letting a child like you fend for themselves, you're so sweet and well meaning, maybe a bit too arrogant for your own good but that's just with being a youth.

- He hates that you aren't on the same side, its just harder for him to keep track of you so he thinks of plans on how he can ease his worries. Switching sides obviously won't be any use, unless he uses force, but he'd rather resort to that last. He's just so conflicted on what he should do.

- Everyone is aware of his attachment to you, how dear you are too him and how he's already threatened multiple gods and humans alike to stay away because they either wanted to harm you or pit you against him. He isn't really that fond of Brunhilde because of the way he suspects she's turning you against him.

- NO BUT YOU KNOW HOW HE MAKES SONGS FOR THE FALLEN HUMANS? I garuntee you that he writes songs for you and, if you'll let him, will sing you to sleep. An experience that you never had growing up so you happily accept it. Oh, you're so trusting. The way you fall asleep so innocently when he could easily take you away right then and there. He pushes those thoughts away because you haven't done anything that would require him to go that far and he tucks you in. Wishing you pleasant dreams♡

#platonic yandere #ror buddha x reader #ror hercules x reader #ror hermes x reader #FIRST HERMES THING SO LEMME KNOW HOW IT IS. #record of ragnarok #record of ragnarok x reader #ror x reader #shuumatsu no valkyrie x reader #snv x reader #yandere buddha ror #Yandere Hercules ror #yandere hermes ror #yandere x reader #yandere record of ragnarok x reader

[jamneuromain]

Revenge Oh So Sweet

Steve Rogers x You (Agent!Reader)

Warning: Revenge (sort of), dick pics, bad language word, fluff? Clintasha if you squint.

Summary: For once, you decide not to put up with this shit anymore.

A/N: Based on the prompt from the bingo challenge. The inspiration came from @rogerswifesblog / @rogerswifesblog-updates (a big smoochie) and my recent experience, there's another experience under the tag #why I hate men. So ... yeah, you get the gist.

Your life-long happiness seems to have been a mutual concern of every Avenger in the compound.

After two not-so-successful relationships and another couple of failed dates, everyone is eager to share their experience or their suggestions as to what could help you find a partner.

"Be yourself." Tony commented on your love life when he accidentally overheard you girls talking in the kitchen, "Trust me, that's how I got Pepper." He said with a smug smile on his face.

Natasha rolled her eyes as Maria tugged the corner of her lips and made a rude - you considered it not so rude, but Tony jumped and felt offended - face.

"Come on, Stark." Natasha huffed out, "That's because Pepper is loyal and devoted. And you can't live without her."

Wanda stayed quiet but nodded like a chicken pecking the grains right in front of her.

"I can introduce the guy working for the IT, nerd, but... cute." Natasha fished out the Instagram of said guy.

Tony grumbled something under his breath as he headed out.

And it was not long before almost everyone on the Avengers team started to give you advices on how to secure a partner/date.

You were nursing over a bucket of chocolate ice cream, your standard medication for sorrows of "not being able to find a boyfriend" the other day when Thor's voice boomed by your ear, "... I am SURE Asgardian warriors would be kneeling at your feet if you could swing the battle sword during a fight."

He smelt like Asgardian mead.

"Thanks, Thor." You appreciated his effort, nonetheless, raising your ice cream bucket for a gestural toast.

Tony snorted at the end of the coffee table, probably having way too much caffeine than he should, and patted Thor on his bicep, "She needs a boyfriend, Point Break, not becoming Arnold Schwarzenegger."

Clint plopped down next to you on the couch, nudging you with his shoulder, gathering your attention, and asked, "Look, why don't you just kidnap some hot dude? That's what Nat almost- HEY!"

He yelled when Natasha threw a couch pillow in his direction, hitting him square in the chest, succesfully shutting him up.

Clint shrugged and gave you a glimpse of sympathy, which you were 99% sure he meant "Sorry kiddo". He shrunk to the corner of the couch, taking a swing of his beer.

"Why not try meeting someone with mutual interest?" Steve carefully pitches his suggestion, he looks at you with a hint of thought, "Like finding someone who shares the same passion over some exercises in the gym."

"Except I'm not a big fan of gyms." You pouted slightly, "But yeah, I guess book clubs and stuff... could work?"

"Gym." Bucky sniggered without even trying to mask his amusement, "Such a Steve thing." After receiving a warning glare from Steve, Bucky moved slightly away from his best pal, and singsongingly added, "I'm sure a candidate is much closer than you'd think."

Sam shook his head. Leaning on the counter of the kitchen, Sam proposed his idea with much delicacy to you, chuckling, "Steve might have a point. You know, maybe get to know your coworker better." Sam said this almost suggestively, a knowing smirk lingering on his lips, "After all, we never frown upon office romance. Not a bad idea to date your coworker as long as they are nice decent people, while you get to have fun."

"Surely redhead is neither nice nor decent." Bucky pointed his finger towards Nat on the far-end chair, whispering loudly.

"Don't get me breaking all your fingers, Barnes. And I'm not only talking about the ones on your right hand." Natasha retorted back, looking as if she was ready to bicker with Bucky again.

Vision, on the other hand, was not comfortable with processing a large conversation with so many participants even though he was able to identify every one of them. However, it was customary for everyone to join the conversation, no matter how they contributed to it. After doing some research in his head, Vision spoke up with confidence, "May I suggest a less time-consuming approach?"

This certainly drew the attention of most people in the room as Rhodey walked in.

"I have been analyzing the data of Miss Y/L/N, and I have come up with a list of results. It is a list of possible partners of Miss Y/L/N." Vision gave some time for this information to sink in before starting the list, "On top of the list, data run came back with a 99.7% matching rate to a book named-"

"A book?" Tony almost sprang from his seat, "HOLD ON. Hold on, for a minute here." He raised his index finger shushing everyone in the room, "What's the book?"

After hearing his question, the room fell into a unison of grumbles. "Seriously Tony?" "You're interested in that book? There's something wrong with..." "Ask him to take another look at the data for Christ's sake-"

Tony rolled his eyes in the most elegant way, "Fine. Vision, would you please erase all lifeless forms of matching in your database and focus on possible 'human' partners?"

A few seconds gone with Vision processing the data in silence, before speaking up, "I have now entered the condition of 'human partner', and the first person with a 99.4% matching rate is Andy Barber, lawyer-"

Gasps and murmurs swirled over the room again.

"...he lives in Newton, Boston, Massachusetts. According to data, he is married to Laurie Barber. Being the leading character of the crime fiction Defending Jacob-"

You would prefer to be drowned in your chocolate ice cream than to have Vision pairing you with a fictional character - even if it's a fictional character that is played by a very handsome actor in the TV series.

That you probably watched more than a dozen times. But still! Fictional!

Rhodey murmured to Tony: "And that's why we still wouldn't apply AI to our weaponary program..."

You groaned in agony, "Vision, I adore you, really. But I really need you to stop-"

"Ya-Da-Ya-Da-Ya-Da-" Tony cut through your sentence, "Vision, no fictional characters, we need real men-"

"Or woman." Wanda squeaked, clearly more amused than everyone else in this room.

"Or woman. Thank you, ponytail," Tony cleared his throat, "Someone who is actually living on the planet right now-"

"Recalculating. Ari Levinson Kidron, former Mossad agent. He is 99.3% compatible. He was renowned for Israel's Operation Moses and Operation Joshua from 1984 to1985."

"Eighties?" Bucky chimed in with mischief sparkling in his eyes, "How old is he?"

"He is currently 78 years old. A movie based on him was released in 2019, starring an actor named Christopher Robert Evans." Vision replied, "Your Netflix history clearly shows a tendency toward strong powerful men with romantic gestures during dating."

You buried your head as deep as the ice cream bucket allowed, "Please, Vision, I'm begging you. Don't leak anymore of my browsing history before I decide to jump into the Hudson River."

Wanda shook her head lightly at Vision, the latter seemed to gain a hint of realization after a while, "Sorry. I have been intrusive. My deepest apologies, Miss. Y/L/N."

You waved your hand in the air to indicate "all is well", but your eyes were still staring into the brown-ish ice cream, which had started to melt.

Shit.

Wanda scooted closer to you, holding her phone in front of your face, she seemed optimistic about what had just happened (even though you were devastated and actually considering being single for the rest of your life).

"What about dating apps?" She showed you a few, swiping men's profiles for you to see, "It's definitely simpler than asking some random people. You can also tell them at the start that you are looking for serious relationships, rather than sex."

Actually, that sounded...

"Thank you, Wanda." You shot her an appreciatiating look.

That sounded like the most solid suggestion anyone has ever made. Especially with the match-making plan of Natasha and the nerdy guy didn't work out, you were willing to try Tinder. Or something similar.

Wanda gave you an encouraging smile, before hugging you on the shoulder and helping you start your own profile on some app. While Sam half-dragged Steve out of the living room, mumbling something about "bats".

After a couple dozen men who wanted "something casual, sorry" and a disastrous night, you scrolled through your dating app to see if anyone has messaged you last night.

You were on an all-nighter mission with your teammates. Due to an unfortunate incident, you had to chase the criminal for about twelve blocks. On foot.

Just got your phone back from your locker, you sagged down on one of the empty chairs by the mission dispatch center, and scrolled through your dating app.

Daveid757: Hi.

You clicked on his profile picture.

"Daveid" is a decent-looking guy with a thin beard and hazel-brown eyes. Tall and broad-shouldered, he held a few 10-foot-long fish in half of his pictures and his different fishing rods in the rest.

Not bad, at least.

You returned to the chatting screen.

[Daveid757 typing]

You should probably say hi back.

Daveid757 stopped typing.

And the next thing you know, a dick pic that took up almost half of your phone screen attacked you right in the face.

A dick.

A at-first-sight-it-was-five-inch-but-some-skin-and creases-are-repetitive-so-it-was-at-most-a-two-inch dick.

A naked dick and his naked thigh.

A tiny but photoshopped dick.

You began to wonder what should you reply at this point.

You sure it's not two inches? No. Basically harmless to a guy who sends dick pics.

Fuck off you prick. No. That came off too strong.

How about I've seen bigger? That could probably trigger his competitiveness, though. You were hoping for something that could make him as furious as how you felt when you received his dick pic.

The sickness of getting a genitalia photo, the rage of being disrespected by men, the grumpiness from your staying up all night, and the frustration of knowing that the "dating app" method was a bust, all united as one .

Although you knew your blood was boiling from all four emotions, they were helpful too, enlightening you with a brilliant idea.

You should get a Nobel Peace Prize for it.

You searched "dick" and selected a dick pic that looked significantly larger and thicker than the one Daveid sent you.

Your dick pic is smooth and pink, clean-shaven, and with a man's hand gripping the foreskin, revealing the angry red tip.

This one looked much better than his.

You looked at this dick pic fondly.

And sent it to him.

Daveid757: You fucking crazy motherfucker.

Daveid757 has blocked you.

His profile picture turned grey, just like the type of picture people will put in front of his casket during his funeral.

Out of nowhere, a surge of euphoria washed over you. Having you doing your best to maintain a calm presence. You try your best not to smirk or giggle, trying your best to keep your lips between your teeth, biting the inside of your mouth from hollering out laughter.

Yeah, you definitely like "your" dick pic better.

While the two dick pics stayed on your screen.

Peacefully. Paying each other respect.

"Hey Y/N," holding his first cup of coffee in hand, Steve emerged behind you in his full tactical suit. He still had an hour before his mission and he decided not to board the jet without a healthy caffeine dose at 5:32 am. He saw you from the break room across the hall, and he just had to say hello to you.

Professional. This is purely professional courtesy!

You seemed undisturbed, gazing into your phone, with a smile ghosting your lips.

Naturally, Steve trotted near, earning a peek to your phone - he didn't intend to be sneaky about it, he only wanted to know what was mesmerizing you - while sipping down some hot hot burning lava hot coffee and -

You're looking at dicks???

"Oh my - Steve! Are you alright?" Shoving your phone into your pocket, you found some Kleenex in your bag and put it into Steve's hand. He choked and coughed violently, whole face flushed red as he waved his hand, stepping away from you, continuing coughing his lungs out.

You were struggling to understand whether he means "No, I'm not alright" or "No, I don't need the Kleenex" or "No, everything is alright". Though you didn't know how the last one worked the way inside your head.

Steve calmed himself after coughing into his palms some more. Shaking his head but accepting your tissue paper: "Yeah I'm - EHEM - 'm fine." Dabbing his suit which now has coffee splatters over his chest, he muttered an almost inaudible "Thank you".

He didn't look you right in the eyes when he was busy cleaning up his mess, but he felt like he had to when he should talk to you about workplace ethics. He finally looked up from the ground with his baby blue orbs, and tried to sound serious with his ears and cheeks blushing: "Y/N, I'm not ... " he winced, "You know I'm not that type of person who ummm... tries to dictate what others do or don't."

"Like Tony?" You scoffed, but the scoff was more directed to Tony rather than Steve. God, you should know better than to let Tony participate in your love life, giving out advices.

Steve manages a smile witth difficulty, "I'm not, but ... I don't ... I would consider ... I uh - I believe genital photos are not workplace appropriate."

You choked out a laugh, fishing your phone from your pocket and showing him, "What, this?"

"God, please, Y/N." He blocked your screen with his leather-gloved hand, becoming visibly more nervous, blurting out but his tone appears to be more begging than commanding, "Not ... here!"

You giggled. The few hours of sleep you had while you were on the plane back from the mission had led you to an unstable mindset. It would be completely insane for the "normal" you to show Steve Rogers, a work fellow, dick pics. But right now? With all those emotions boiling down your veins, the lack of sleep (and apparently, the lack of clear sense) and the sudden euphoria of making Steve nervous, you were feeling bold. Audacious. Felt like you could conquer the world and slam a monster silicone dildo right onto Daveid's face.

So you apologized, though not with much sincerity, and told Steve why you were "watching dick pics" on your phone in your workplace.

"He started it!" After accusing Daveid of sending you dick pics, you whined like a grumpy child, which you definitely wouldn't, if you were not sleep-deprived, but Steve felt like the most trustworthy male person on the planet at that moment, so you spilt your guts and tried to excuse yourself out of the workplace ethics violation that Steve nearly had you reported to HR.

He almost would never. Report you to the HR. But he kept that to himself.

"And it's not my dick. I suppose it's not entirely my fault?"

Steve chuckled soundlessly. It was in fact, adorable for you trying and whining, "Even if it is your dick, you don't send him that until you're out of the compound, okay?"

"I don't have a dick!" You huffed out in a hush voice. Seeing his typical look, the look with the raising eyebrows that says "yes, and-", you put up your hands in defeat, "Okay-Okay. You have a point. No dick pics."

"More like no dating apps scrolling while you're at workplace, just in case." Steve was amused. He thought for a while before making amends, "Tell you what, there's a nice little place in Brooklyn. You free tonight at 7? I'll wine and dine you, and you can tell me about all the awful macho men you've encountered. Promise, no judging."

He looks at you, almost sympathetically, with his crystal blue eyes, making your breath hitch in your throat.

You lowered your head, pretending you need to find your bag before summoning up the courage and shrugging, playing it cool, "Deal, Captain. Be ready for some of the worst men you've ever heard of."

After some most amazing medium rare steak and two glasses of fine-aged red, you were beyond caring (about your little crush of the handsome blonde sitting across you) and exchanged laughs and giggles that were definitely way too loud for a decent date.

You attracted attention, being the most stunning couple in the restaurant (so the "couple" word maybe a little too "ouchy" for you, since you normally spent time admiring Steve from afar), and some glances from other customers were casually thrown this way.

You had to admit, watching Steve in a brown leather jacket and jeans, triggered something inside you that encouraged you to climb him like a tree and slam your lips over his.

Steve chuckled, covering his lips with his fist, temporarily blocking his seductive (and to you, sinning) grin, "I can't believe Daveid is actually nicer among all the douches you've dated. Being a long-term friend of yours, I'd suggest you not to pick up men from dumpsters."

You cast a sour look in his direction, raising the glass to your lips, taking a small sip from the third cup of wine, "I would if I could." Your glass landed on the table with a bit too much force. Faking annoyance, you groaned at the ceiling, "Men are just ... awful."

"Touche." He murmured over his glass, clicking it with yours before downing a big gulp. Feeling bolder than usual, he looked at you right in the eyes, hoping he would convey a message, a hint, anything, "Surely ... there are a few good men out there. But, 80% of them are plain stupid, you know? You gotta ... I don't know, it's not about trying harder, I guess, but ... open to other ... options?"

You snorted, leaning back onto the comfy chair, teasing him, dipping your toes in the water for a second, "Oh, you're spoiling me and trying to get me zero dates in my future since you raised the bar too high, Captain."

He looked more jumpy and edgy after your "captain" comment. His ears and cheek turned pink under the dim yellow restaurant light, "I'm certain that you can have a boyfriend in the future that would be ... nice, to say the least. Apart from your lapse of judgment on this guy," he couldn't help but let slip of his smile, "you have some good friends and I'm sure you'll go on a date with someone better than him, someone better for your relationship, and more deserving for you."

You feigned a gasp of shock, "Are you calling yourself "better"? So competitive, Captain Rogers."

His fluster-ness drained from his face all of a sudden, slightly narrowing his eyes to focus on someone behind you, "I think - Is that ...?"

"What?" You were bewildered.

"The ass who sent you the dick pic." He shifted his focus back to you, "Your four o'clock. Black suit, Caucasian male, 5'7''. He's not looking this way but I'm positive he's the guy."

You spared a glance at him quickly. He did look like "Daveid757" and his profile pictures.

"Fucking hell." You muttered.

"You know what would make him furious? Letting him see you're having the best time of your life." Steve placed his palm on your wrist, giving you warmth and support, "Letting him know what he has missed out."

"Flip my hair and giggle?"

Your words didn't mean to be sarcastic, but they sure came out this way.

"Or we could return to the compound to suit up." Steve kindly offers, "I'll beat his ass until he learns a lady is supposed to be respected."

You drained your wine, teasing him with a dash of liquid courage, "Revenge doesn't suit you, Cap." And I don't want you to get into trouble, even if it is a tempting gesture. You swallowed the latter half of your sentence.

And of course, you had a much better plan...

"Is he looking this way now?" You moved to the seat by Steve's side, making sure Daveid could turn his head and see you with little effort. "Accidentally" having your wine class clatter with your ceramic plate, you made a loud noise for the entire restaurant to hear.

"Yeah but-"

The rest of his words fell on deaf ears, as you cupped his chin and kissed him.

His lips were soft. Grape-flavored with a bitter taste of alcohol. The kiss was sweet, tender, careful even, as he reciprocated your small nibbling, threading his fingers with the base of your hair.

Your liquid courage burnt down faster than you had imagined. Burying your face into his chest, you were rid of all the strength you had to check Daveid - or Steve, for that matter, because on second thought, using Steve to get back at Daveid wasn't such a good idea if Steve misunderstood your feelings as a method to get even with the dick pic dude -

"I hope you haven't fallen asleep, because that guy looked like he could swallow his wine glass. And he broke his plate, dragging his date to leave but - oh ho, now the waiter is asking him to pay for the plate and the wine -" Steve sounded normal, unaffected, calm. On the contrary, you wanted to jump into the Hudson River right this second for kissing Steve and wash off all the embarrassment and nervousness.

"I suppose you need to get some air and not suffocate yourself in my jacket?" He joked, patting on your back almost in a comforting way, while you were still buried into his chest, "Don't worry, the Daveid guy made a bigger scene and now he got kicked out of this place."

Your hair must be awful. The move messed up your hair, and your lipstick no doubt. And ruining your make-up. And you couldn't face Steve knowing that you kissed him and this - you are going to be a joke to the whole compound within 48 hours.

"But if you don't say another word for five seconds, I'm going to presume that you are losing consciousness and perform CPR in front of the whole restaurant."

You sat up reluctantly, wiping the outline of your lips and possible lipstick smudge without a mirror. Pouting.

"Or how about being my fake girlfriend for five minutes and we will show Daveid that we are a happy couple?" Steve observed your expression, making yet another proposal.

He was sweet. He was really sweet offering all these choices for you and your pathetic dating app experience but all you wanted was - "How about being real girlfriend." You grumbled under your breath.

"Sorry?"

"Never mind." You shook your head and decided to put this delightful dinner time behind you, "Let's -"

"You mean it?"

"Huh?"

His crystal blue eyes searched your features, searching for signs that you wanted him, wanted this, wanted you two to be a thing. It was cliche and a chance in a million, having his friend -you falling in love with him, but so were myths and superheroes. He liked his odds.

"Would you," He spoke, painfully slow, "like to be my girlfriend? Not because of revenging. But because I want it to work. Because I love you and I want to kiss you. Because you feel the same way, and finally, you can help put my misery of seeing you dating other people to a stop. I want to date you," he thought for a small while before adding, "exclusively."

The sun must be rising from the west, or the sea must be pouring back into rivers, or the dead must be alive from their graves.

A most-amazing miracle was happening.

Because the next thing you knew, you nodded and he pulled you into his warm hug.

And offered you one of his many sweet, sweet kisses.

Bonus:

You sneaked back to the compound, holding hands, grinning like fools, feeling like the first day of being in love.

You walked past the living room with Vision in the corner still knee-deep in his thoughts, calculating, or searching.

"It seemed the most fitting human candidate is Captain Steve Rogers, with a 99.2% match." The sudden voice startled you both, but Vision raised his head and greeted you, "Ah. I see that my data is no longer needed. Congratulations on finding a perfect partner, and good night, to you both."

You whispered a "Night" as Vision drifted towards his chamber.

Turning around when you noticed Steve went silent, you saw him scratching the back of his head, just a little bit annoyed.

"I rank behind a book and two fictional characters?"

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[kilikina34512]

Loki Meets Peter

I hate how long I've been gone from writing and posting, but to explain would be a story in itself. Long short, life sucks, desire for enjoyments was gone, and I'm refinding myself and my writing. I look forward to writing more here and there until I have more time again. It's shorter than I prefer to write, but I had an hour only to spare.

This story is based from a meme I saw on TikTok that I can't seem to find again, but wrote from what I remembered with my own flare to it. Divider courtesy of @firefly-graphics. Make sure to check them out!

Pairing: Loki x f!reader

Summary: Loki comes back to the compound only to meet Spiderman. Basically, Peter being Peter and Loki's reaction to it.

Warnings: none, kinda fluffy cute

Word Count: 706

You were so happy to have Loki home, you could barely peel yourself from his side after the Bifrost had vanished.  He'd been gone off world with Thor for over a month dealing with a conflict that was facing Asgard.  Part of his release from life in the dungeons had been contingent on using his abilities for good, which for Odin had meant responding when summoned to fight for Asgard instead of its destruction.  

A deal you weren't enthusiastic about, but that was a battle for another day.

Right now, you were enjoying just being able to hold his hand as you both walked into the compound.  You knew he'd been healed already before returning home, but you could see the strain in his body language that you'd learned to read.  His shoulders were more tense and tight, spine straighter than normal to hide the fatigue, his face a bit stonier than it normally would be with you around.  You had a relaxing day planned for the two of you, everyone already knowing not to bother you so you could both spend time together after such a time away from one another.  

You were halfway down the hall that led to your suite when a door closer to you opened and a small form came out of the room.  Seeing who it was, you feared this could go badly with how tense your God of Mischief was.  It wasn't uncommon for him to snap at someone when he'd come back from Asgard, which was why no one had a problem with you helping him get back into a more amiable mood.  

Before you could say anything against it, the boy a few inches taller than you raced over and had his hand stuck towards your man.  "You must be Mr. Loki!  Hi, I'm Peter, Peter Parker.  It's so nice to finally meet you, she's told me so much about you."  Peter's eyes quickly indicated you before staring excitedly at the god before him.  You'd already told Loki about the newest Avenger on your way inside the building so that if they came across each other, it wouldn't be a surprise.  Still, you'd hoped not to have this meeting until tomorrow.

Letting go of your hand after a moment of hesitation, Loki finally shook Peter's hand.  "You must be the one called Spiderman.  I am Loki, of Asgard."

Peter, in his ever inquisitive nature, immediately asked, "I know you're an Avenger too, but, aren't you like... a bad guy?"

Loki, ever the smart mouthed silver-tongued Prince, didn't hesitate to respond, "It varies from moment to moment."

You gave Loki an admonishing look that you knew he saw.  You could see the faint tug of his lips, knowing he wanted to smirk at your response.  "So," Peter dragged out before continuing, "How much do I need to worry?  Like, on a scale of one to ten, one being flicking someone's ear and ten being something horrible like killing puppies and kittens, where are you at right now?"

Loki blinked and you barely held back the giggle that wanted to let loose.  You watched his posture relax ever so slightly and his voice came out with less of its formal tone.  "I would say it is currently about a three."

The boy in front of you both smiled before nodding.  "Cool, could you let me know if it ever gets above a six?"  Looking down at the alert on his watch, Peter looked back up with a more urgent expression.  "I have to go, Happy is waiting to take me over to see Aunt May.  It was nice to meet you!"  With that, the boy rushed away as fast as he could without all out running.  

After a moment of staring at Peter as he departed, Loki turned to look at you, amusement shining in his eyes.  "I like the boy of arachnids.  He amuses me greatly."

A wide smile broke out across your face as you tugged him back down the hall again, ready to spoil him.  "I'm glad to hear it, he's a precious bean for sure.  Now let's get to our room, I have everything ready for a bath and a new book of poetry is beside the bed ready for cuddles and reading."

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[lokisprettygirl]

Under his influence (Post Avengers! Loki x female reader)

Read chapter 12 here // Series Masterlist

Chapter 13

Summary : An indecent phone conversation with Loki makes you late for your meeting with Strange.

Warning: 18+, slight dirty talk, mention of sex, mention of psychological torture, angst, insecurities, self deprecating behaviour,

"God I'd never get enough of you" she whispered as her lips lingered over his mouth for a moment before she kissed him passionately.

"I'd never want that either sweetheart " he looked down at her, he can try all the positions in the world with her but this right here was his favorite of all, her body underneath him and her eyes staring back at him with such love and adoration.

"Loo" she mumbled softly so he snapped out of his thoughts and leaned down to kiss her before he hummed "I'm scared"

"I know princess, so am I, but I have to do this, I can not lose you, I can't take such a risk" she nodded but he could still see the saddened look on her face.

"What if something happens and we aren't at the right place at the right time? What would happen to us then?" Her eyes welled up so he cupped her cheeks and kissed her before he smiled.

"My love, no matter where in the world we are, eventually we will cross each other's path in one way or another and we will do so when our timing is aligned perfectly, a moment so absolute where we would be eager and desperate to fall so deeply in love with each other..just like this, you were made for me darling and I'll find you anywhere, anytime..i promise "

He woke up with head pounding and heart beating so fast, after the training session with the Captain he had fallen asleep, more than the training itself it was the conversation they both had that had tired him out. He couldn't stop asking him about some man named Bucky and how he knew that this Bucky was alive because apparently that's what his doppleganger has said to him to distract him in the fight after the battle of New York.

He was still under the false assumption that Loki was the one to morph into him even though he had clarified it a million times, he probably shouldn't have done the same to make fun of him when he was handcuffed after they had defeated him, that's probably why Rogers was adamant on this theory.

And Now this strange dream he just had was worrying him. He have had plenty of dreams about you in the past but this one felt different, he knew he saw you but you seemed a little different, just a bit aged than you do now, not much though. It didn't even feel like he was in this dream, he felt as if he was watching two people he didn't even know. However he did recognise the shared love between them, their emotions mirrored how you two felt about each other.

Perhaps he was overthinking, he knew Thanos was looking to assemble all the infinity stones and since the day when he had escaped with the tesseract things have been different. He wondered what would have happened if Stark hadn't dropped the briefcase holding the tesseract that fine day, Thor was taking him back to Asgard, the course of his life would have been entirely different if it wasn't for him picking up the cube. He felt overwhelmed and only one person could have made him feel better so he sat up and picked up the telephone to ring you.

He dialed your number and it didn't even ring twice before you picked it up

"Hey handsome" you giggled and the sound of your voice made him smile,

"Princess, i want to apologise if I am being a nuisance while you are on the job"

"No no ..not at all, I got off early, have to see the guy remember?" Oh yes. The healer.

"How could I ever forget?"

"I'm almost ready lo, will leave in a few"

"Oh apologies darling, I wouldn't want you to be late for the meeting "

You sat down on the bed as he said that.

"Maybe I want to be late, I'm not going to see you for hours, let me just talk to you baby" he smiled at the comment.

"Okay we can talk my sweetheart, what are you wearing?" you gasped as he said that and it took him a second to realize how his words were being interpreted.

"God you're a naughty boy..it's barely two in the afternoon" you mumbled and he was grateful you weren't there to see the effect you had on him. He was a god, where was the will power and self resistance? How come you were able to break him so easily?

"No no I just mean in general, I just wanted to have an image of you in my head, that is all" he mumbled nervously

"Mmmm I'll tell you if you tell me what you are wearing"

"Well I …uhhh .." he just had a satin sheet to cover his modesty, when alone he enjoyed sleeping naked. Clothes always made him feel hot and not in a good way.

"Oh my god you're naked aren't you? " he squeezed his eyes as you said that "Oh that's a lovely image.. I can picture it you know, your tall athletic naked body on the bed, aren't you the perfect sight for my sore eyes?" Why were you doing this to him?

"Now who's the naughty one here?"

"You look so pretty lo, kinda want to be there and see you like that" his eyes filled with lust as you said that. Now he was wishing you were there to watch him while he gets himself off for you.

"Shhhhh before this escalates further"

"You don't want this to escalate, pretty baby?" He took a deep breath as you said that.

"Darling please"

"Please continue or please stop?"

"Norns..both ..I want both"

"Mmmhm I wonder what you'd do to me if you were here" your voice turned sultry as you spoke.

"You really wish for me to tell you?" He asked you so you smiled.

"Mmmhmmm please loki.. please tell me" he chuckled at the response. If you wanted to play he'd play with you.

"You sound so sweet right now princess, are you always like this when you're being dominated?" Your face flushed to the max as he said that, you could feel your ears getting hot at the sudden change in his tone. He really was a god.

"Ummm dominated?" You gulped

"Uhuhh have you never been controlled? Never been told what to do in bed? Never been subjugated or ruled over by a man much more powerful than you?" He asked you, you could sense the mischief reeking but at the same time his voice remained deep and husky, it melted in your ears and it made you feel as if he was hypnotizing you. Maybe he was hypnotizing you.

"Lokiiiii stahhhhp" you whispered buy your voice came out all whiny.

"You want me to stop now, little one?"

"Noooo..not really" you said meekly

"Figured, how do you feel knowing that i often touch myself thinking about you"

Your breath hitched and you needed a moment to answer,

"Uhhh I feel desired and sexy" you mumbled nervously.

"Such a good girl, that's how you deserve to feel all the time" you squeezed your thighs together at the soft praise, his voice had gotten so firm like a school teacher but in the sexiest way possible.

"I am a good girl..but maybe I'll disappoint you in bed" there you go ruining the sexy moments with your insecurities. His brows furrowed as he noticed the sadness in your voice so he propped himself on his elbow to flip the phone to the other ear.

"Why would you say that my sweet princess?" the soft voice made your eyes tear up. Why were you like this?

"Because my ex told me"

"He did?" His jaw clenched as he heard that,

"But it was my fault, i wasn't as invested in having sex with him as he was"

"Because of the heat?"

"Mmmhmmmm"

"What did he say to you?"

"Ummm let's not discuss that lo"

"What did he say?"

"Just that..I was awful in bed and that I needed to show more enthusiasm and partake in the act of pleasing him rather than him doing everything..you know" He got absolutely quiet so you spoke again, maybe you should have kept your mouth shut. Your mouth was one of the reasons why you had trouble keeping the guys interested in you for long.

"I'm sorry..I don't know why I told you that.. please ignore it and can we go back to being naughty?" you chuckled nervously even though your eyes were welled up now because of the embarassement.

"I apologise for going quite on you. I'd love to show you how wrong that scoundrel was about you. It takes two to battle my darling, perhaps he wasn't capable of pleasing a woman as sensual as you are"

You bit on your lips at his words, the slight anger in his voice made you smile though, he was protective about you and it gave you all the butterflies in the stomach, you have never had a feeling like this before "Well I do hope he is wrong though"

"He is, you want to know how I know that?" He smiled

"How?"

"Last night, the way your body responded to me, just thinking about it makes my cock ache for your warmth" he mumbled

"Goshhhhh lokiiiii" you sucked a deep breath in, voice barely a whisper

"And that voice of yours, norns my little love.. I'd do anything for you as long as you're moaning so sweetly for me, as long as you're making those pretty little noises in my ears" he whispered softly and your fingers settled between your legs involuntarily.

"Mmmmmhmmm I'll do anything for you lo.. whatever you ask"

"I know you will.. I know you'd do anything for me"

You sat up as your breathing got heavier. The meeting. Oh god.

And you also had to change your underwear now.

"God I have to gooo" he chuckled as you said that.

"That's a shame"

"I know I'm sorry..that was thrilling..oh wow i need a moment" he chuckled again. He rubbed his cock slowly in order to suppress those sensations you had evoked in him but it was only making it worse so he stopped touching himself.

"Princess?" He wanted to share the dream he had about you two but now wasn't the time, you were already late.

"Mmm?"

"Nothing..I uhh ..you'll miss me?"

"Lokiii I am missing you right now and we are talking, you don't even know how much I'm going to miss you"

His heart fluttered as you said that.

"So will I, and perhaps i will see you tonight"

"Please do and maybe we can umm play with each other again just like last night"

You smiled widely before you hung up, leaving him to stay hard the rest of the day, he sighed as he put the phone down on his chest and then his mouth curved into a smile thinking about the last few minutes.

You really wanted to tell him that you loved him but was it too soon to do that? You had no idea.

“I’m sorry I’m late” you apologized as you spotted him at the restaurant, your mom had mailed a picture of him to you so it was easier to recognise.

“It’s fine I guess, I’m used to such tardiness” he was smiling but you could tell he was annoyed, you didn’t miss the sarcasm in his tone.

“Ummm okay actually I don’t think I got your name yet, my mom told me everything except your name, I’m y/n by the way” you raised your hand forward so he looked at it for a few seconds before he shook it.

“Hello y/n, my name is Doctor Stephen Strange”

You didn't know how to talk to him, when you tried to order something to eat he told you that he had already done it for you so now you had nothing else to do or say.

You sipped on the drink in order to avoid the awkward silence between you two. So this was going soooooo well right? You missed loki, even the pin drop silence was never awkward with him, back when you two were purely friends and he was hiding in your apartment, the conversation between you two never felt forced. Sure you blabbed unnecessarily at times but he always smiled and he never seemed annoyed. You both would often sit on the sofa with your backs resting on the individual armrest and your legs almost touching each other, you'd watch something on your phone and he would read his books, it felt cozy and comfortable.

How the hell did you even stumble upon someone like him?

"Why aren't you eating?" Stephen asked you so you smiled but before you could answer he interrupted you

"Let me guess, you're one of those women aren't you, those who pretend to not eat on dates even though the reality couldn't be farther from it..no offense " Well you took it.

"First of all I love eating but beef steak isn't the idea of a hearty lunch for me" he snickered as he cut himself a piece, the precision he used with his knife was enough to tell you that he indeed was a surgeon.

"You were extremely late, I had to order for us"

"Yeah thank you for not waiting for me to get my opinion, I bet you're one of those men who think they are superior and can decide everything for their women"

"Last time I checked you weren't mine" he winked at you so you rolled your eyes.

"Look I'm only here because my mother forced me to–"

"That's also why I –"

"Stop interrupting me" you cut him off and that felt really nice.

You pointed a finger at him so he went quiet but now you forgot what you were even saying and he used the opportunity to speak again.

"That is exactly why I'm here as well so let's just eat and never see each other again alright?" He said rudely so you nodded.

"Yeah I'd like that"

"Good"

"So New York City, what's it like?" You questioned him and he glared at you,

"I can't just stay quiet, and you're eating awfully slow" he sighed at the statement.

"It's definitely been much worse since the attack"

"The Chitauris?" You asked sheepishly.

"Yeah, isn't it funny how they glorified the man responsible for the whole mess and turned him into an Avenger, best way to redeem a criminal right?" Your jaw clenched as he said that, he didn't even know Loki.

"Do you not watch news, Loki wasn't an accomplice, he was a victim"

"Fantastic story isn't it, heart wrenching, it's so easy to befool the humankind"

You wanted to say so many things but you couldn't even defend him in public, people would think you were just a crazy fan or worse one of those simps who just wanted to fuck the Asgardian god. You did want to do that though.

"So where were you when it happened?" You asked him to change the conversation, hoping he'd keep his resentment to himself.

"In the nearest building performing an extensive and very critical surgery, have to say it was not at all hard to focus with the sounds of grenades going off every few seconds"

"Ohhh..well that's admirable that you didn't feel scared or ran away" he snickered as you said that.

"Yeah, an innocent woman would have died on my table if I had lost my concentration that day and the man responsible for it got away with no remorse or repercussions, he's being celebrated instead"

Okay that was enough.

"Well you don't know that, you don't know what he's going through, how much guilt he carries or how bad it is for him to sleep at night when he's all alone..you don't know him or why he did what he did..what would you do if a powerful entity had influenced you and tortured you for a year like that?" He looked at you, slightly taken aback by the sudden outburst before he snickered condescendingly.

"I see you're one of those"

"Whattt?" You looked at him confused.

"The ones who wants to fuck him"

"You are so judgemental, I bet you judge other people's brains when they're splayed open in front of you"

"Uh-huh by the way Didn't he want to commit mass genocide even before the whole ordeal?"

"Yeah so did Thor, but he's a hero isn't he?" Why you were you fighting with him? You should just leave right?

"Well to be fair I don't think too highly of him either" Leave now.

"You know what this was fun..byye bye..see you never "

You stood up and walked out, he didn't stop you either, you had to cross the road to get to the other side but you heard him calling your name so you stopped like a moron in the middle of the street to turn and look at him, that's when a man with a motorbike came out of nowhere and hit you. You didn't remember much after that, you remembered the sharp pain in your right leg and you remembered seeing Stephen's stupid face before you lost consciousness.

A few hours later you woke up and your head was pounding, when you looked to the side, Stephen was there reading a newspaper,

"Did you perform a brain surgery on me?" You asked him so he raised his eyebrows.

"Do you have one in there because the way you stood there in the middle of the road was foolish"

"That guy came out of nowhere "

"Very well, now that you're awake, I'm gonna leave" he said as he got up so you sat up hurriedly.

"Wait wait how would I get home, oh my god is my leg broken?" You looked at the bandage on your right ankle and your eyes widened. No it can't be, it can't be. Thirty years, you had gone thirty years without a broken bone and you were planning to keep it that way all your life, it can't be broken right?

"I broke my bone, didn't i? " Your eyes welled up so he sighed.

"It's just a sprain, you'll be fine in a week or two"

"A week? I can't not work for a week, they'll fire me" you groaned

"Well you should have thought about that before you–"

"You know what..just shut up okay?"

He rolled his eyes and luckily he agreed to drive you home. He had to assist you to walk though and you didn't really like the idea of being so close to a man you barely knew.

"So whose car is it?" You asked him as he sat you down on the passenger seat.

"Rental"

"Figured"

"Why did you ask if you figured?"

You crossed your arms and didn't respond to him, to avoid the awkwardness you turned the radio on.

Hey I just met you and this is crazy but here's my number so call me maybe

You immediately changed the channel to not give him any sort of wrong signal. He seemed the type to take wrong signals.

My universe will never be the same. I'm glad you came, I'm glad you came.

You bobbed your head back and forth to the beat of the song and he shook his head in disbelief.

It was around 11 at night, how long were you out for? You were surprised he stayed by your side and didn't just flee, maybe it was the doctor in him. Well atleast he wasn't the worst man you have ever met in your life.

God you wanted to talk to Loki, you grabbed your purse and took out your phone but it was discharged completely.

Luckily your building had the lift but he still accompanied you to your apartment, as soon as you opened the door and even though you couldn't see him, you just knew he was there. Loki was there, you could smell his cologne

"Umm would you like a cup of coffee or something?" Please say no..

He looked around the apartment and his face contorted in disgust. Was this your mother disguised as a man? Well you had no idea you would be bringing him back here, this wasn't a date and you were too distracted before the meeting to even think of cleaning the space.

"No thanks. Here's your medicine" he passed you the small prescription bag so you took it from him.

"Well ummm thank you and I'm sorry i won't be able to show you around" you said to him so he rolled his eyes.

"Good, I'm relieved"

An awkward silence and even the worst goodbye handshake later he finally left, you were still on the couch and before you could say anything Loki appeared and locked the main door from inside. His face seemed blotchy, eyes red, cheeks dampened, you could tell he had cried.

He walked towards you and got down on his knees in front of you, then he lifted the right leg up to inspect the injury.

"Lokii"

"Who did this to you ?" He asked you

"Some guy on a bike..It was just an accident"

"That man isn't responsible for this state of yours is he?" He asked you so you shook your head, you cupped his face to make him look at you and his eyes were filled with fear.

"I'm sorry, i would have called but my phone died and ummm I was unconscious "

"Norns y/n" he flinched away from you and stood up, only to pace back and forth in front of you. You were worried that he was angry but then the look on his face was enough to tell you that he was scared, he wasn't able to get in touch with you at all and that must have been terrifying.

"Looo baby" you called out to him and put your hand forward so he took it and sat down next to you on the sofa.

"I'm okay, it's just a sprain"

Well unfortunately you couldn't climb on his lap so you somehow scooted closer to him and hugged him.

"I am sorry darling, I was losing my mind here" his arms wrapped around your tightly and he placed his head down on your shoulder.

"I know I know it's okay i would have been the same"

After a minute or so, he got on his feet again and picked you up in his arms only to lay you down on the sofa again.

"How bad does it hurt?" He asked you and your face scrunched in response, it wasn't bothering you when you came back to consciousness but now you were starting to feel it.

"I think the meds will help"

He sat down on the corner of the sofa and placed your legs on his leg carefully before he grabbed the right one and trailed his fingers all over your ankle, the longer he did it the better you felt.

"Did you just fix me?"

"I wish I could darling but I'm not that kind of God, i can barely lessen the pain and discomfort that comes with it" you smiled as he said that. He was talking as if this wasn't an otherworldly magic in itself.

"How do you do that? I mean how is it possible... like in a scientific way?" He chuckled as you questioned him "I'm sorry I'm on drugs i think"

"No you can ask questions..it's just you're adorable when you do" you giggled at the compliment, he carefully hovered on top of you, avoiding your leg to not hurt you any further and kissed you softly.

"It's just a form of energy being used differently darling"

"Energy?" You looked at him confused so he tucked your hair behind your ears before he kissed your forehead. Everytime he kissed your forehead you couldn't help but giggle.

"Mhhmm In simpler words whenever you see me doing this–" he said as he conjured a flower out of nowhere and gave it to you "I am merely harnessing the cumulative energies from multiple dimensions in order to fetch me whatever I need from my vault" you nodded even though it made no sense to you.

"You're so cute but I don't understand anything" he chuckled and kissed you before he got off the sofa, picked you up again and then laid you down on the bed so you could rest.

"Fancy a cup of tea madame?" You nodded as he asked you.

He made tea for you, he fed you dinner that had to be a takeout because he wasn't even going to attempt to cook and burn down your apartment. You smelled like the hospital and wanted to shower so he helped you get to the bathroom, luckily you had put on a dress for the meeting instead of a jeans so it was easier to take off, you noticed how he had kept his eyes closed like the gentleman that he was when you asked him to take you back to the room while you just had a towel wrapped around your body.

By the time you were in bed again you felt extremely exhausted, the meds were making you feel drowsy already.

"I'm going to abhor leaving you all alone here in the morning" he cooed in your ears so you pecked on his lips.

"Mmmm don't leave me then..stayyy"

"I wish I could princess, I truly wish I could be here for you all the time"

"I know baby it's okay i understand, besides I'll be fine, it's just a sprain"

"How long will it take to heal completely?"

"Two weeks at the most, but I heal fast so one week" you laughed and it warmed his heart.

"Ummm okay I have a proposition for you"

"What?" You smiled because you thought he was going to say something silly to make you laugh again but what he said made you sit up and contemplate, how was this even going to work? Especially with Melissa and those Avengers around.

"Come stay with me at the tower while you're healing"

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Fighting Over the Sick

Avengers x Teen!reader

Word Count: 547

Requested By: Anonymous

Can you write an Avengers x teen! Reader where the reader is sick and the Avengers fight over who gets to take care of her? (They all want to take care of her, she's practically the baby of the team, and they hate seeing her miserable, but they can't just crowd in her room, the kid needs space for goodness sake)

A/N: This is my first fic in a while!! I hope you enjoy it!

Getting sick was not ideal. You hated being sick because you didn’t like people worrying about you and coddling you. It was a good thing that most of the team was out on a mission so no one knew except Thor and Natasha.

You were just scrolling on your phone when there was a knock on your door. You didn’t get to respond before the door opened and Thor popped his head in.

“Hello Thor,” you said, trying your hardest not to cough.

“I was told you were sick,” he said.

“Well I am,” you replied, smiling weakly.

“Y/n?” you heard Natasha yell from the hallway. She came in with a bottle of water and a bowl of soup, “I brought you something to eat and drink if you feel up to it.”

“You can set it over there,” you said, pointing to your desk.

“Are you feeling better yet?” she asked, setting down the bottle and bowl.

You shrugged, “Kinda.”

Nat just smiled softly at you. Before she could respond, Steve barged in, the rest of the Avengers following behind.

“Why did no one tell us the kid was sick?” Steve said, a bit of anger in his voice. He wasn't angry at you of course. Just that no one told him that the youngest of the bunch was sick and in bed. Out of everyone, he was the most protective.

“Steve, it's just a cold. I’ll survive,” you said, brushing him off.

“Are you sure?” Bruce cut in, being the doctor that he is, “Did you go to the medical wing? Or a doctor?”

You rolled your eyes at him, “I think I know what a cold is. I’m fine.”

“Maybe we should just be extra sure,” he added.

You shook your head, “Guys, I’m okay. Really.”

Tony walked up to your bed, gently pushing Natasha out of the way before he put his hand against your forehead, “You’re burning up kid.”

“Well I have a cold so it’s not that surprising,” you said back.

It was Bruce’s turn to check your temperature but placing his hand on your forehead, “You do feel pretty warm. Maybe you should move to the med bay just in case.”

“No shit I’m feeling warm. I have like five people huddled in my room smothering me. Please, leave me alone,” you said, pulling away from Bruce.

“Give the poor girl some space,” Nat said, starting to shoo everyone away, “If Y/n wants company, she’ll ask for it.”

Thor had spent the entire conversation sitting in your desk chair and messing with the things on the desk. Once everyone else was out of the room, Natasha looked over at him, “That includes you Thor.”

He got up from the chair and waved goodbye to you, wishing you to get well quickly. Once it was just you and Nat left, you thanked her.

“Thanks for getting everyone out,” you said.

“Anytime kiddo. If anyone bugs you, just let me know,” she left the room and you were able to get some peace and quiet. Throughout the day, you had wondered why no one had tried to come and check on you. Later, you found out that Natasha had stationed herself outside your door, making sure no one distrubed you.

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Steve's arc in Age of Ultron is so important to him, it's so compelling to watch, it's so well done. I tried to explain it with the main quotes from the movie that bring it out because I'm obsessed.

"I don't think I can afford a place in Brooklyn." "Yeah, but home is home, right?" Steve just looks away and clenches his jaw in a very Steve way. He doesn't agree with Sam, he doesn't even nod. Brooklyn, the geographical location, is not home. Not in the way Steve needs a home.

"Captain America. Pretending he can live without a war." The end comes back around to this one. It stings because it's true. He knows it. What else does he do? Nothing. He doesn't have a home to go back to, as established very early on.

"The war's over Steve. We can go home. Imagine it." And then everyone in the room disappears. And then he sees himself dance with Peggy. And then he's alone again. That was him imagining it. All he could see was a flash of them dancing, but God he looked happy in that flash. Everyone else was gone, he couldn't imagine anything else, because he doesn't know life without war. He wants to. All he can reach is a second of Peggy. But he doesn't know what it was like for the soldiers in ww2 who went home. The only part he does relate to, actually, is the ptsd. Which he also sees in the dream. He flinches at a camera flash and sees wine on a shirt as blood. What else is there after the war for him? All he ever hoped for was a dance. He never even got that. And that was all he could see.

"We can go home." He hears her voice again when he looks at Clint's house. It's the perfect image of an American family home with a big yard for 2.5 kids to play in. Completely normal. That wide shot of him standing on the porch but he's still wearing his uniform, it shows everything he wants but all that he's left with right now. He looks so out of place with his uniform and shield on. And he turns around and walks away because he can't even stand to look at the house. That's supposed to be him in there. He was supposed to go home.

"Isn't that the why we fight? So that we get to end the fight? So that we get to go home?" That's what really set him off, but the whole conversation really. Tony says "looks like you walked away alright" and Steve looks at him with so much resentment. Like how do I look fine? You think I'm fine? But all he says is "is that a problem?" because he can't talk about it. Especially not to Tony, but not really to anyone. Tony says "I don't trust a guy without a dark side." Steve says "let's just say you haven't seen it yet." He's obviously saying he has one. He's been in a bad place as much as Thor and Nat since the dreams, Tony just chooses to see him as a symbol. But he's not about to explain himself. And he's leaving the door open for the option that he might lose control and everyone might realize how dark his dark side is. It wasn't a promise no one would ever see it. It was just that Tony hadn't seen it yet. Now, as much as I love Tony, he was really ignorant for pulling the so we get to go home? It's not like it's hard to see. Steve gets genuinely mad, rightfully. He hasn't stopped fighting since he started, he's never gotten to go home, he's finding himself almost looking for fights because that's all he knows. But he wants to go home so bad, and it's not even an option. Tony wants to fight about if Ultron could save the world, and that they should take the opportunity so that Clint can go home to Laura, and Tony can go home to Pepper, and Nat and Bruce can work out their stuff, etc etc. And Steve's on the other side of the conversation, not even agreeing with the concept of Ultron in the first place, but he has nothing to fight for. He's not defending his stance so that he can go home, he's doing it because he believes it's right. And what else is he going to do if he's not defending something? When he ripped the log in half, it was a glimpse of his dark side, but only if you know what he's thinking. He's mad, he's lonely, he's grieving. And he takes it out on the log.

"The simple life." "You'll get there one day." "I don't know. Family, stability... the guy who wanted all that went in the ice 75 years ago. I think someone else came out." This is the first time he's admitted that he wanted that. Even in TFA, he showed interest but not that explicitly. Since he's woken up, he's avoided it completely. He didn't even answer Sam when he said "home is home." He's finally acknowledged it and admitted it. But he puts the responsibility on himself. "I think someone else came out." That's not really true. In TFA, he said he'd "settle for just one" girl, then that he was waiting for "the right partner" to dance with, and then he promised to dance with Peggy. While he was actively crashing the plane into the ice, in fact. The guy who wanted family and stability went into the ice, yes, and he made it very clear who he wanted that family and stability with. He didn't exactly come out as a different person. He came out 70 years later, so his chance at family and stability with her was gone. This whole time he's been distraught that he couldn't go home. He wasn't all of a sudden saying I just dont want to. He was saying there was no family and stability left for him to want. It wasn't him that had changed, it was the circumstances, and he was trying to live with that.

"You alright?" "I'm home." Yes he was. But he didn't look very happy about it, did he? He was at the Avengers compound. Tony wasn't staying to train the new guys because he was going home to Pepper. Clint was already home. But Steve was still in the middle of the fight. He's not really pretending he can live without a war when he just knows he can't. Even as he says "I'm home," you hear soldiers marching in the background. It's eerie. He's trying to get by because what else can he do, who is he if he's not Captain America? He hasn't been able to be just Steve in a long time. He's not even trying to find just Steve, he left just Steve in 1945 with Peggy. "Someone else came out" ? Captain America came out.

#i tried to write this one mostly seriously .. without the brainrot .. bc it's literally so important #its the core of Steve's character do you understand #steve rogers #age of ultron #avengers #avengers:aou #peggy carter #steggy #tony stark #marvel

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Any Fan's Dream, Part 20

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So, recently this fic hasn't had much interaction, and I'm not sure why. One of you told me that it can be buggy and hard to reach, so I'm sorry abt that but if you ever wonder abt updates, I'm gonna start up dating every saturday. Just go to my masterlist, then to the afd masterlist and to the new chapter. Hopefully you're all able to find it now.

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Synopsis:

When you look around and see Avengers Tower in front of you and Peter Parker beside you, you wonder how the hell you managed to get into the MCU.

The quinjet landed, the atmosphere inside sobering up.

Everyone was checking their gear, ensuring they had everything they needed before they went into the bunker. 

"Is there anything else we should expect inside?" Steve asked you.

You shook your head, but stopped, remembering something. "Actually- he isn't planning on using the Winter Soldiers inside, he's going to kill them. Shit, I can't believe I forgot to tell you."

"Is there anything else?"

You racked your brain. "Well, he plans to lock you in the room and force you to watch the video of the Starks and Sergeant Barnes, but that's easy enough to avoid if you aren't all in one place."

"Okay." Steve nodded. "Thank you." He turned to the rest of the individuals gathered. "We'll be going in in two groups. 3 and 4."

"There's eight of us, though." Wanda pointed out. "Is somebody staying here?"

Your stomach dropped. 

He better not do what you thought he was going to.

"(y/n) hasn't had enough training for this," Steve stated. He looked at you. "I can't let you go out there. You just had a concussion and you don't have your Iron-Man suit. It isn't safe."

You had to take a moment to reign in your frustration. "It isn't safe for anybody out there. I should be able to go. Plus, I know what he's planning. None of you are tech people, I can help you." Your argument was all over the place, but your points were still valid.

Unfortunately, Steve had more valid points. 

He pulled you aside and spoke to you quietly. "You had less than a month of physical training, you were recently injured, you don't have any sort of equipment or protection, and this man wants to tear the Avengers apart. What do you think would happen if you got killed here?"

"My death wouldn't tear the Avengers apart." You almost scoffed, hating the fact that he had a point in terms of your combat prowess. "I'll stay close to you. I won't engage in fighting. But you have to let me help."

Steve thought about it, eventually coming to the conclusion that with a whole team of them against the one guy, you would probably be safer with them than outside in the quinjet by yourself.

"Fine." Steve conceded. "But you absolutely can't engage. When we start fighting, you get away, okay?"

You mulled it over. "Alright."

"Okay, new plan." Steve spoke up, catching the attention of the rest of the people. "Two groups of four. Wanda, Scott, Clint, and Sam, you're a group. Thor, Bucky, (y/n) and I will be a group. The goal of this is to make sure the team stays together. Make sure nobody gets hurt." Everyone could tell who in particular he was worried about getting hurt. "If you find Zemo, call it in."

~~

You looked at the different hallways, unsure of which way led where.

In the movies they never really focused much on this so you couldn't say you knew which way to go, but who could blame you? You never expected to somehow end up in the MCU so it wasn't like you had studied for it. You just had your memory to go off of, and as good as your memory was in remembering Marvel stuff, you hadn't managed to memorize every moment of every Marvel movie.

You just hoped that you had given them enough time to arrive before Zemo wound up killing all the other Winter Soldiers. After all, they were people like Bucky who had been brainwashed and tortured for decades, they didn't deserve the treatment they'd been subjected to. 

But now, there you were, unsure of which hallway to go down and simply following Bucky and Steve, Thor standing beside you while the two of you followed. 

You weren't stupid. You knew why Steve had told you to stay with Thor. Thor was strong enough to protect you rather easily if need be and Steve himself was too occupied to look out for you. You just wished you'd been able to have more training before this, at least then you would be able to pull your own weight in terms of self-defense. Instead, you were just brought along because the rest of the people there weren't exactly geniuses with technology.

Especially with the people in your group. 

Steve and Bucky weren't exactly caught up on current events, better yet, the technology. Thor wasn't even from Earth and was hopeless with tech.

You were tense, knowing that this was probably one of the most serious moments of your life. You felt doubt start to wiggle its way into your mind, but you pushed that wriggly worm down, instead focusing on how you had just compared doubt to a worm and wondering if your mind was just fucking weird. 

You refocused on the situation at hand, scolding yourself internally because this situation really didn't need you zoning out and getting lost in your mind. That was fine late at night when you were trying to fall asleep, but it could present a bit of a problem if fighting started and you were stuck thinking about doubt as a worm. Well, a wriggly worm to be specific, but-

No. Focus, (y/n).

You took a deep breath, looking around the rather ominous hallways the four of you kept turning down, wrinkling your nose at the smell. It was musty and dusty and you were worried you'd end up sneezing and give away where you were. That wouldn't be ideal.

Steve and Bucky climbed up a couple steps, you and Thor following right behind them.

In the movie, Bucky had led Steve and Tony to the large room that held the Winter Soldiers, so you assumed that was what was going to happen now. But you were concerned. In the movie Zemo had made a trap for them. With the plot changed, you didn't know if you had arrived early enough to stop Zemo before his trap was set and the Winter Soldiers were killed.

You arrived in the room and there they were.

It was dark, so dark that if the containers the people were kept in didn't have their own light, you would be blind to your surroundings. You took in a sharp breath, looking at the people sitting in those strange cells. You wanted nothing more than to run up to each of those cells and inspect the glass, ensure that there weren't any bullet holes and the people behind the glass weren't murdered in their inhumane confines.

But you knew you couldn't do that. That would be stupid. So you stayed behind Steve, looking at the cages and trying to discern if someone had indeed shot through them. Unfortunately, the lighting as bad as it was, you were going to have to get closer to actually tell.

As you moved closer, you felt your anticipation grow. From what you could see, none of the cells had any holes in them. 

You almost gasped, but restrained yourself. Unless you were missing something or your eyes weren't reliable, none of the Winter Soldiers had been killed. Sure, they all looked dead because of whatever cryo-freeze thing that Hydra put them in, but none of them had the execution style shot in their head.

Zemo hadn't yet shot them.

You'd arrived before he could do so. 

It wasn't a great time to do so, but you almost smiled. After all, that meant you had managed to change the plot enough that Steve and Bucky were able to arrive before Zemo could set up his plan. It also meant that these six lives hadn't been lost. 

You were already thinking about if you could convince T'Challa to take them back to Wakanda and get them the treatment Bucky was able to get there. With that, maybe those people would be able to escape Hydra's influence and finally be able to live for themselves.

"I was going to get rid of them before you arrived, but I suppose I can do that later." Helmut Zemo's voice crackled over the old intercom.

Steve and Bucky instantly went tense and battle-ready. Thor moved closer to you, ready to shield you from whatever was going to happen.

"Unfortunately," Zemo continued, "I didn't expect your arrival so soon. But as I said before, I can deal with that later."

"You killed innocent people to bring us here," Steve's voice held an undercurrent of anger you'd never heard in person before. "Why?"

"An unfortunate necessity," Zemo conceded, "I do apologize to you for any injuries you might've retained, (y/n)(l/n). The bombing was important to the plan, although the deaths are regrettable."

You almost said 'No problem' out of habit but managed to stop yourself from doing so because it was just a bit of a problem.

"Don't speak to her," Steve ordered. "You caused so much pain. For what?"

"I thought about nothing else for over a year. I studied you. I followed you." 

You knew why Zemo had done what he did, and while it was tragic, it didn't excuse bombing a building. 

"Again, my apologies, (y/n)(l/n). I never wanted to hurt any children."

You almost felt insulted by that but then realized it was probably best to just ignore the statement. There were, after all, more important things to worry about. Besides, you felt uneasy. Sure, you knew things were much better than in the movie but you had the horrible sense that something was going to go horrendously wrong. 

Your eyes swept the room, roving over the six empty glowing cells, the corners hidden by shadows, the-

Wait a fucking minute-

Empty cells?

Oh, fuck.

"Guys, the cell things are empty," you alerted the people with you. 

Fuckfuckfuckfuck where were they?

You flinched when the lights in the cells went out, darkness crashing down like a tidal wave, ready to pull you beneath and leave you never to be seen again.

"As I said before," Zemo's voice came over the intercom again, "I did not expect you all so soon. And unfortunately, the Iron-Man isn't here, which messes up another plan of mine. You really have thwarted a couple of my plans and it is quite annoying; but as you Americans say, 'the show must go on'."

"I know he said he was going to kill them, but I think he decided to give them one last go before he did." You tried to control your voice as you spoke, but it was rising as you got more nervous. You looked around uselessly, the darkness too thick for you to see anybody or anything. You felt the little hairs on the back of your neck stand up, every muscle in your body tensing as your nerves rose.

You reached out, knowing Thor was right beside you only a couple feet from you when the lights went out. "Thor, are you there?"

"I am right here, Lady (y/n)." You felt relief wash over you when you heard his voice. "Do not move, Lady (y/n), let me find you."

"Okay." Even with the comfort Thor brought you, every moment of silence in that pitch-black room made you more and more uneasy. 

You felt a hand reach out and grab your arm, almost giving you a heart attack.

"Lady (y/n), is that you?"

"Ye-" 

Your words were cut off, a hand covering your mouth while another one wrapped around your waist and pulled you backward. You tried to scream, but the hand over your mouth only muffled the noise. Remembering the training Natasha had taught you, you desperately tried to get out of the assaulter's grasp but to no avail. Your movements were too slow, too amateur to work on an assassin trained for decades. 

"Lady (y/n), where did you go?" Thor's voice held uncharacteristic urgency. "Lady (y/n)?"

"(y/n)!" Now Steve's voice was breaking through the silence, the cry of your name reaching your ears and while you wanted nothing more than to respond, you were left to try to scream, again only muffled noises. 

"I think I heard her," Bucky's voice popped up. "(y/n), try to make as much noise as possible."

You screamed, the noise still muffled but louder than before. The person holding you wrapped an arm around your throat, applying pressure slowly. You tried to claw at their arm, use your legs to knock them off balance, but nothing worked. They were too strong, stance too sturdy, and far too well trained for your efforts to do much more than annoy them. 

You clawed desperately at the arm as the person but more and more pressure on your throat. Although the arm was only choking you for mere seconds, it felt never-ending. Something was happening to you, your airway being closed off, you felt like you were...you couldn't- you couldn't....breathe...

~~

The lights in the cells turned back on, leaving Steve, Thor, and Bucky looking for you anxiously. Unfortunately, they weren't left with much time to search for you when six people came out of the shadows and decided to attack.

"WHERE IS LADY (Y/N)?" Thor thundered, voice rough thunder is loud. 

Steve was focused, desperately trying to keep the two assassins back but too distracted by looking for you to focus. He had let you come along with them, he had allowed this to happen. If you were dead....

No, you couldn't be dead. 

"YOU WILL NOT TELL ME WHERE SHE IS? FINE, I HAVE NO NEED FOR YOU THEN." Slamming his hammer on the floor, Thor sent out shocks of electricity at the two people trying to attack him, knocking them unconscious. In quick succession, he managed to render the rest of the assassins unconscious as well. 

No longer occupied by trying to defend himself, Steve searched the room for you; Bucky and Thor followed his lead. 

They looked up as footsteps approached, running footsteps. 

Instantly on guard again, they all tensed, ready to fight the newcomers.

Wanda emerged, Scott behind her. A few moments later, Clint and Same came in, escorting a bound Helmut Zemo with them. 

Footsteps loud against the stone floor, Steve stormed over to the incapacitated man. "Where is she." His words a demand for answers, not a question.

"I told you I did not want the death of a child on my mind." Was all Zemo said. 

Wanda tilted her head. "He ordered one of the Winter Soldiers to knock her unconscious before the fighting began." She had read his mind, desperate to find out where her friend was.

Weak coughing was heard from one of the shadowy corners. "I...I'm over here."

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Omg I never get to do your theme nights!!

What about 20. 'Why do you feel the need to specify we’re 'just friends?’ with Loki?

Maybe reader is being teased by the team about her crush but she is terrified of ruining her tentative new friendship with him. Later he comes up to her and asks💕

Welcome bestie! Happy you get to participate this time! You were actually my only request lol. I love this btw, let this be my first request in months of not writing anything :)

Ever since Natasha found out about my feelings for Loki and told Thor about it, I've been avoiding the lying God like the plague. Her so called moral quandary (as she called it) was debating whether or not to tell Thor to 'help' me move a step in the right direction, knowing Thor can't keep his mouth shut for the life of him, or just keeping it to herself and watching me 'pathetically' (her words) watch him from the side lines.

I knew that moments after she told Thor last night that Loki would soon find out, minutes or hours later, he would eventually learn of my feelings for him after preaching to everyone for months that we're just friends and that's alright by me.

He's a flirty one, with a silver tongue that spews anything that his audience wants to hear so why should I believe that his flirting is meant towards me any differently than it is towards any other woman on the Avengers campus? I have no reason to believe that he would feel any differently towards me than he does Natasha.

But still I wait, sitting on my bed with a book that Loki leant me in my hands, my eyes reading the words but my brain doing nothing with them. All I can do is listen closely to each of the footsteps passing my door, hoping that it isn't Loki approaching to confront me.

Eventually, the familiar thud of his boots sounds from outside my door and they pause for a moment outside before a knock thuds throughout my room.

"Yeah?" I call out and the door opens moments later to reveal Loki, softer than ever, curious eyes meeting mine as he steps into my room. "What can I do for you, God of Mischief?"

"I have a question." He says without missing a beat, ringing his hands in front of him as he sways nervously on his feet, biting at his lip.

"Alright, ask." I shrug, feeling my heart beating out of my chest, rapidly pounding as he looks at me with wide eyes, his regular smirk slipping across his lips as he takes a step closer to the edge of my bed where I sit.

"Do you feel for me?" I pause, head tilting dumbly at him.

"Feel for you?"

"You like me, yes?" He sits down beside me, reaching up to run his fingers through his hair and I clear my throat, putting on a confident front as I look for the right words.

"We're friends."

"Why do you feel the need to specify we’re 'just friends?" He asks with a nervous smirk and my eyebrows tick up in question. "Uh," he trails off, "if one were to hear through the grapevine that you felt for me, what should one do with that information?"

"I think one should act on it depending entirely on how they feel." My hands shake in my lap as I scoot a little closer to him, testing the waters as he lets me approach him.

"Alright." He smiles softly. "I feel for you."

"You do?" I ask, spine straightening and a huge smile breaking out across my face as he smiles sincerely, hand reaching out to rest against the bed beside me and I fight the urge to look down at his fingers that are inches away from me.

"I have for a while."

"I never thought I'd see you blush." I reach up to pat his cheek and he rolls his eyes, fingers wrapping around my wrist to pull it away from his face.

"I am not blushing." He chuckles, shoving me playfully away from him with a deep crimson coating his cheeks and neck. "God's don't blush."

"God's don't blu- yeah, okay, tough guy."

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[mysticcollectionbee]

Loki S2 Ep.2 (Breaking Brad): Pros & Cons

(SPOILERS!)

First the Bad to get it out of the way:

• Biggest thing I got a problem with: NOT a fan of the TVA brutality thing and really hope the TVA isn't seen as a 'flawed' system but just a system built to be awful. Only thing I agree with Sylvie is that the overall system is bad. And the protags shouldn't be chill using these tactics. Gonna hope this was just a one time thing because of X-5 just being a massive dick and pissing them to an extreme extent (Doesn't make it right, but if someone blamed me for a loved ones death...I might loose my morals a bit too).

• Sylvie being a bitch to Loki FOR NO REASON. Like everything else going on with her I love, but, why is she being horrible to Loki? He didn't betray or stop her. SHE BETRAYED HIM AND SCREWED EVERYTHING OVER, BUT SHE'S THE PISSED ONE?

Now that we got all the bad out of the way, onto the good stuff:

•Badass Loki, with MAGIC, with a bit of intimidation? YES. Sure, I don't like him and Mobius torturing X-5 BUT I'm all for Loki weaponizing his villainous history. And surprisingly keeping his temper under control. Nice.

• Unlike Mobius...My dude ya good? I love what this could be hinting and going for. And also showing that he isn't pure good, but as Loki said, Not all good which is why they get along.

• Loki being the one that kept a cool head and is the one trying to comfort is so interesting! He's never tried doing that for anyone besides Thor in a few small scenes. And that's his brother! He just wants to be there for Mobius and let him have some pie while they chill and talk stuff out, even trying to relate to mobius (albeit a funny ridiculous comparison).

•Both of the time duos being horrible with tech makes a bit too much sense. They are great at manipulating and reading people, but they probably can't build a single IKEA chair.

•CASEY! I love Casey actually becoming more of an important/useful character. And apparently a fan of O.B. So maybe our tech guy won't have to wait hundreds of years for a visitor anymore!

•B-15 being the heart of the team and the TVA, she should be in charge. Please. Also I need an offical name for her and D-90 because I really want to call them by actual names.

•X-5 is an asshole but a well written and neat asshole. I do kinda want him to get back to his movie life, that way he won't be such a dick to the characters I like and he gets to keep having his dream life. Win-win.

• Sylvie gets a fun retirement life please! I don't think her being on the team is good for her or for the team. I think she should only join when her life is endangered and when it's all over get back to it. I used to think she might join Loki and Mobius on maybe continuing fighting Kang after the season is over but like...That's not her fight? Leaver her be. And bad for the team cause well...The morale is already kinda shit and she's gonna be miserable and make everyone else miserable too.

• Just realized this: Is everyone keeping secrets??? Loki seemed to not have been planning to tell the others about the Ravonna and HWR convo until it was needed to mention (Mobius literally was asking, "When were you gonna-" then was caught off), Mobius seems to already know or have a serious fear that he's hiding, B-15 has yet to mention what she saw of her past life despite it obviously leaving an impact, etc.

#mcu #marvel #loki #loki season 2 #theory #loki spoilers #lokius #kinda #episode 2

[mochie85]

Hiiiiiii I have a prompt idea. A Loki X reader pre relationship

so my mind threw a random memory at me and I remembered a very cute scene from a play called Maine. The scene was called I fell. It was about a guy confessing his love for another guy and he did it by falling and then when his friend went to check on him he said I fell for you.

That being said

The reader has powers kinda like Wanda. Only difference, she can fly. If she uses to much power she can drain her energy and can pass out. Well during a mission with Thor and Loki, this happens and she falls from a very great height. Thor tries to catch her but can't make it in time. Luckily Loki is there to catch her (I can hear Thor shouting "LOKI LOKI LOKI CATCH HER!" And I can see Loki sprinting to catch her in time.) When the reader wakes up she sees Loki at her side. He says something like that was some fall. And she looks at him and says "I fell for you." Maybe Loki confesses his feelings for her to. I know it's cliche but I thought it would be a cute prompt. 💙💚💜🖤

The Pretty Follies

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"Love is blind, and lovers cannot see the pretty follies that they themselves commit."

A/N: Yes, it's a Shakespeare reference. Extra points if you guys can tell me the other two mentioned in the fic 😁. Also, I drew from the "Almost, Maine" play that @crimson25 mentioned in her request. Pairing: Loki x Female Reader Word Count: 1840 Warnings: Fluff

You strapped your fingerless gloves on tight and rolled your shoulders. Sighing, you took one look at Thor and dared him to say something. Anything.

“He. Said. What?” He asked disbelievingly.

“He said, and I quote, ‘That I smell.’” You replied with an embarrassing look.

“Smell like sunshine? Smell like a fresh field of flowers?”

“I don’t know Thor.”

“Smell like nectar from freshly picked fruit from the gardens of Asgard? I don’t understand milady. How could he say such an atrocious thing to one such as yourself?” Thor asked puzzled.

You raised your shoulders and gave him a disbelieving look as the quinjet slowed down for its descent. You and Thor have been best friends since he came back to New Asgard. You were assigned as the liaison between the new town of Asgardian refugees and the existing town of Tønsberg. It was there that King Valkyrie had discovered you and your secret powers.

You were reckless and got caught going out one night, flying overhead, exhibiting telekinetic powers. In truth, it was the only way you could put yourself to sleep. There was so much power coursing through you and you needed an outlet. A way to expel your energy so you can tire yourself and go to sleep.

So when Thor came back around to help and check in on New Asgard, he offered to spar with you before bedtime. “Training,” he had called it. Little did you know that he was actually training you to fight along with the Avengers.

You were hesitant at first. You loved your life and your job. You liked knowing that there was a routine to everything. There was comfort, not in the mundane, but in the simplicity of it all. You did not need to be a hero. The only reason why you agreed was because of the god sitting next to you, Thor’s brother.

Loki leaned over the shared armrest as he unbuckled himself from the seat. He nuzzled his nose deep in your hair, inhaling your floral shampoo. Can a person heat up and freeze simultaneously? Because that’s exactly what you felt like. You blushed and froze in place when you felt his face so close to yours.

“Hmm.” A contented sigh left him and you used whatever power you had not to melt into a wet puddle right in the seat. “I have no idea what that simpleton was talking about brother,” Loki said. “She smells like the heavenly rose gardens of Elysium.” You turned meeting his mischievous eyes. “I mean honestly, I don’t think you should introduce her to any more of your associates. How can you call her your friend when you subject her to mind-numbing torture every week?” Loki continued as he stood from his seat and berated Thor.

“Ya, Thor! I thought we were besties!” you said crossing your arms, adding fuel to the fire. Loki was formidable on his own. But when the two of you joined forces and conspired against him, Thor couldn’t do anything. He was helpless.

You got up to follow Loki, taking some short knives that he handed you and securing them in your thigh holster.

“Now don’t you start with me! You’re the one that asked me to help you find a companion.” Thor said pointing an accusatory finger at you as he grabbed Stormbreaker. Loki took a sideways glance at you. The fact that you had asked Thor to help you find a suitor was news to him.

“Yes, I did. My mistake, apparently.” You whispered that last part to Loki, and he sniggered. “I thought it would be like in the movies, you know. Romantic meet-cutes. Grand gestures of love. The handsome love interest saving the damsel in distress.”

“You are hardly a damsel in distress, darling,” Loki said to you as the three of you walked down the gangplank of the jet.

“Thank you,” you grinned back to Loki. “But these men you picked out seem like they came from a horror movie, rather than a romantic comedy!” You accused Thor.

By now the three of you were already out of the jet and had instigated a fight with some of the fiendish-looking footmen. They saw the quinjet approach earlier and immediately sent a missile out for the three of you.

“Darling…” Loki said looking at you panicked.

“I’m on it.” You replied, using your telekinesis to deflect the missile, turning it back onto the monsters that launched it. Loki had been using his seidr to engulf the three of you in a protective bubble. While it worked for some of the lasers that were being shot your way, he didn’t think it could withstand the blow of a missile.

Giving up on long-range weapons, the beasts decided to go for hand-to-hand combat.

“Where are these atrocities from?” Loki asked.

“Some weird new terrorist group called Weapon X.” You explained. “Oh look, that one looks like my date from two weeks ago.” You said pointing to the one that Loki had stabbed to the side. Loki looked at the poor creature with a disgusted face. “Maybe it is my date from two weeks ago.” You said coming closer to the fallen body.

“I feel for you, pet.” Loki agreed, taking a deep breath.

“Can I get a hand here, please!” Thor grunted as he tried to push back on the flying bat-like creature that has pinned him to the ground. Both you and Loki stood clapping in his direction.

“Good job, brother,” Loki said. “Excellent work.”

“You can do it, Thor! Woo-hoo.” you concurred, still clapping.

“Not the hand I had in mind!” Thor grunted as he pushed the creature away making it fly with Stormbreaker still in its jaws. “You two! I swear you were made for each other!” Thor pointed, as he panted his way in between the two of you. You both stood there, giving each other the side eye as smiles formed on both your faces.

Thor called Stormbreaker back into his hands. Dragging the flying creature along with it. The bat screamed into the air calling forth other flying creatures from the horizon.

“Ok, little battery, just like we practiced,” Thor said to you. “Loki watch our backs.”

Loki fortified the protective barrier he encased you guys in. He watched as your powers lifted you into the air. Your arms spread apart like a vengeful goddess with wrath in her eyes. Thor had channeled a lightning bolt into you. You soaked it up like an empty receptacle waiting for a charge.

“Are you sure she’ll be ok, Thor?” Loki voiced his concern. He watched you in the air as your eyes glowed in the same fashion as Thor’s. Electricity humming in your veins.

“She’ll be fine. We’ve done this multiple times.” Thor smiled. Just then, a group of wild horrors decided to charge at both Thor and Loki, surprising them. Thor called forth an extra amount of lightning to damage the area around him. In doing so, the flow of lightning doubled inside you. More than what you were used to.

You brought your hands together in a quick clap. Looking for a way to dispel the energy. The sound resonated with a cackling current, sending it straight into the heart of the flying beasts that were headed your way. You could easily connect each and every flying monster with the line of electricity you were sending them. It looked like a glowing dandelion. One by one they fell to the ground. Their fur singed and their flesh burned.

As soon as the charge left you, nothing was holding you up anymore and you fell too. All your energy, depleted. You fainted from the sudden rush of oxygen leaving your body.

“Loki!” Thor yelled. Loki looked at Thor, who pointed into the sky. You were freefalling down into the earth. “Loki, Loki! Catch her!” Thor tried to determine where you would land and make his way there, but the gruesome beasts had targeted him as the threat and had pounced on him, keeping him captive where he stood.

Loki ran. He sprinted like the east wind to get to you. He jumped over the dead. Plunged his daggers into the attacking grunts. All the while keeping his eyes on your falling figure.

He was too slow. He couldn’t get there fast enough. With flourish and smoke, he jumped and transported himself mid-air, catching you. Then transported back down to the safety of the ground. You both landed a little ways away from the fight. Loki looked around to make sure you were both safe and in no immediate danger.

“Dearest. Wake up.” Loki cooed as he ran his fingers down your cheeks. Your eyes were rolled back as you lay there limp in his arms.

You woke up suddenly to a sharp intake of breath. You coughed as Loki sat you up and patted your back. He kept his arm around you, holding you close.

“What happened?” Your voice was raspy and dry. You leaned back into his arms, unable to hold the weight of your own body.

“You fell. Like a seraph cast out of heaven.”

“I fell, for you. Badum-tch” You giggled attempting weak finger-guns. Loki laughed.

“You must’ve knocked all the oxygen out of your brain.” He said carrying you up easily from the ground.

“Ya, let’s go with that.” You said snuggling into the crook of his neck. “Did we win?” You asked looking into his eyes.

Loki looked around towards Thor who was busy cleaving Stormbreaker from the last of the monstrosities. “Yes, dearest. We won.” He murmured as he walked you over towards the awaiting quinjet.

You sighed. You were tired and zapped of your energy and faculties. You could barely keep your eyes open anymore. You could feel Loki’s strong heartbeat through the pulse on his neck and it lulled you to sleep. You took a deep breath and smelled him. Remnants of his cologne mixed with the sweat of the battle. “Hmmm,” your lips murmured into his neck. Making Loki freeze and burn at the same time. “Good night, sweet prince. And flights of angels sing thee to thy rest.”

“Are you quoting Shakespeare to me now, darling?” he asked, but it was too late. Your eyes were already closed. Your body had retreated into slumber, charging itself up. Loki placed his lips delicately near your ear and said, “Hear my soul speak, of the very instant that I saw you, did my heart fly at your service.” He confessed to your sleeping form.

Loki held you the whole flight home as you slept peacefully in his arms. Thor took one look at you both and chuckled.

“Why did you set her up with all those horrible dates, brother?” Loki asked. And why wasn’t I included on this list?

“To make both of you realize what everyone’s known all along,” Thor remarked.

“Everyone? And what does everyone know that we don’t?”

“That you’re both idiots. Idiots in love.”

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[worstloki]

people fr are like "do you expect Loki to always be in armour? 🤨" and I'm here to answer that Yes! Yes I do! In fight situations, at the very least! Take a look at Thor! Take a look at Loki in Thor 1! Or either of them in Avengers 1! Or even - dare I say - Thor 2! Loki's got LOTS of outfits, switching pieces between them and across scenes, even. He goes through the most outfit changes, and they were all cool and detailed and suited to the situations! Even when not armour! So Yes! I either expect him to reflect such bombardment of clothing in the series as well (within bounds of what is reasonable) or armour when he's fighting. Or at the very least for him to be wearing some green.

#'why is it BROWN' 'omg you can't just ask why it's brown...' 'ok. why is he working with the timeline brainwashing genocide fascists?' 'um' #the Loki show #is the mcu for real like we're not going to put loki in his signature colours in a show with his name on it #what kind of clownery #my dude he was in green when he was in a cell on asgard #he got away from thanos in green - albeit hastily modified and a bit worn down - armour #bestie he didn't don a single horned helm in the entire season #my guy that is not loki if he cannot summon a new outfit even when the exact topic is broached in a conversation #my friends please consider that he has inexplicably not been able to get a single dagger of his own to himself in the show #his magic looks like goop and is used twice maybe three times in the series #he calls enchanting an amateur thing and then 3 episodes later needs to be taught by Sylvie and struggles #WHAT IS GOING ON #Thor 1 is shaking in Loki's custom made baby seal leather boots rn #L-Loki can't even do mag-- I can't say it 🤢 #THOR has recently done more actual proper magic than Loki #my goodness the lad can't even fight well #what happened to his ridiculously accurate dagger aim and the whole mastery of magic and whatnot #AND THEN THEY ALSO WON'T LET HIM HAVE DECENT CLOTHES? #im losing it #are we sure this is Loki? as in LOKI Loki? #''do you expect Loki to always be in armour'' NO BUT IT WOULD BE NICE FOR HIM TO RESEMBLE THE CHARACTER #don't tell me it's Loki being out of his element he did that in Thor 1 Avengers 1 Thor 2 Thor 3 and Infinity War already #don't tell me they needed to strip him down to build him back up. Thor went through that in Thor 1 and it was respectful #it's not even that it's office wear that bothers me it's that it's BORING office it's unsuited to the character #his whole thing is breaking boxes what do you mean he's worn grey and brown the entire show #Wanda got a glow up and Sam got a glowup and Kate and Clint got new fits #man... Loki got a glow down #and that's saying a LOT since he started the series at the end of Avengers 1 after Thanos and getting beat by the Hulk/Avengers #if Loki being a good guy means everyone keeps calling him evil and he's gotta dress down and get beat up constantly... let him be a bad guy #he's literally got nothing to lose here but a shirt that will expose every blood vessel in his abdomen if attacked with 1 glass of water

[i-writes-things]

Mmm, no.

Avengers x Female!reader

request- I've seen a lot of avengers daughter!reader x peter parker and I was wondering if you could write something about the reader and Peter getting caught together and the avengers get really protective over the reader and in turn, they make peter really insecure because they think he's not good enough for her. I would love to see this <3

Warnings: Swearing, The Avengers absolutely crushing Peter with words. Literal crushing of the heart. There kinda really mean to him.

Extra Pairings:

Peter Parker x girlfriend!reader

Hand in hand, the door was just down this next hall, you would make it, you were so close-

"What are you two doing?" Your Uncle Clint asked you suspiciously, eating a bagel. Your hands flew apart at an alarming rate, as Peter turned around quickly going to say something, but was cut off by The God of Thunder, Thor.

"What are these chums up to, a bit of fist fight? Bake-off maybe??" He was clearly drunk, and while you tried to speak up this time, another adult came into the hall with something to say.

"Movie's on- Hey, what are you two doing out here?" Steve asked, almost confused.

You heard more footsteps, and Tony came into view from down the hall, snacking on a tub of popcorn. As he became within ear shot of the group he asked,

"What's Peter, doing out here with Y/n?"

"I don't know, we just asked them that too.."

"I thought they were dating?" Sam said poking his head into the hall.

"They are?" Bucky's voice was heard from the other room.

"No they can't be, Y/n broke up with her boy friend, bobby, like a week ago or something-"

"It was 3 months ago, CLINT!" You shouted at them, talking about you and the boy next to you, like you weren't right in front of them. All the men were silent, until Tony took a step forward and started to say something, throwing a pointed finger between the secret couple.

"So, you two-" Ironman's words were sliced in half by the cheerily voice, that was Natasha Romanoff's.

"Why are you all clumped in the hall, lets-" Natasha cut herself off, holding onto two popcorn buckets. "Y/n what are you and Peter doing out here?" This time Peter was actually able to say something before being cut off.

"We were going to buy snacks- Fo- For movie night, of course!" Natasha was almost amused that he had tried to lie right to her face.

"Mm, that's okay we have enough, come on Y/n, this is a family movie night. You can have friends over another day."

You pouted, "But-"

"But what?" Steve crossed his arms over the other.

"Peter is not family." Tony spoke up, despite his love for the spiderling, you were more important to him. At his words Peter's plain expression turned into a clearly saddened frown.

"How could you even say that. He's my bestfriend!" You yelled at Tony, throwing your arms out at him.

"More like lover." Thor said under his breath, heard by the adults around him.

"Y/n what is the meaning of this?" Steve asked you, as multiple shouts started to erupt through out the group.

"I think we might be overreacting, guys..." Bucky suggested quietly, finally stepping out into the hallway.

"PETER GET AWAY FROM HER!" Tony shouted, realizing how close you too were standing.

"Peter has not been approved." Steve gives Peter a stone cold stare.

"He could get Y/n in trouble." Clint suggests.

"Spiderman and Y/n? My ass." Sam taunts, as the closing statement from the group's disapproval.

Natasha, had just been listening in, and asks you and Peter calmly, "Are you two dating?"

You both nod, obviously already given away by all your Uncles. More shouting was followed and Steve dragged Sam away from the scene, before anything drastic happened.

---

The 'adults' took Peter away from you, and the other girls, to talk about your relationship. While you sat outside the closed door, with the only three adults that had any good sense. Natasha and Wanda sat on either side of you. While Bucky leaned up against the wall.

"There gonna kill him." You said trying to keep the tears away, from the rage towards all of the men that you considered father figures.

"Their not gonna kill him." Natasha said, knowing you were exaggerating to much.

"They might." Bucky stated and Wanda leaned forward to look at him.

"And why would they do that? The boys will understand in time, that they can't just come in and mess up your relationships. Me and Nat will make sure of it."

"Their being irrational." Bucky scuffs, annoyed at his stupid friends.

"Their probably gonna kill him for just holding my hand in the hall." You huffed out, Natasha rubbed your back, trying to help to keep you calm.

-

Meanwhile, in the Livingroom

"Peter I thought you were a good person."

"I don't think he should even be an Avenger."

"When was he ever an Avenger?"

"Peter smells funny. Y/n might start smelling like that..."

"Look at him, I mean my muscles are sooo much larger, he probably couldn't even save Y/n." Thor adds drunkly, but it still hurt Peter. Every word that came out of the older superheroes mouths hurt him to the point where he started to think,

Was this really worth it?

What if I can't save her?

Am I really worth it?

-

Back out in the hall, you, Natasha and Wanda had decided it was time to stop all the other Avengers from totally pulling Peter apart. It was to late for that, but it's not like you knew that yet. Natasha opened the door, and walked in behind the other two girls.

"We think we've terrorized the boy enough." Wanda states, as we walked towards them, cutting off there conversation. Peter was in shock, and you noticed this, walking over to him.

"What happened?" I whispered.

"They said every bad thing about me, straight to my face."

"Even Tony? He loves you."

"Especially Tony." He whined, going to put his arms around me, before being cut off by Sam.

"Get your hands off her, Spiderboy." Natasha glares at him, and he raises an eyebrow at her.

"Leave them alone, Sam." Wanda doesn't usually converse with Sam, but she would defend you to anyone, or Peter for that matter.

Peter hesitated, but you reassured him, "Bucky will beat them up, hug me." You pulled him close continuing to say, "Whatever they said isn't true, I like you, I mean I really like you. I like you just the way you are, okay" You gave him a kiss on the cheek, pulling away from the hug.

"Okay.." He blushed.

You pulled him back in for a hug, while the Aunts and Uncle's and Mothers yelled at each other, you both just stood still, and blocked out their hateful words, taking in the moment of the calm before the storm...

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[ravenirene]

Idk who needs to hear this but Mcu buckys backstory is NOT based off of arnie roth. His backstory is based off his ultimate universe counterpart. A lot of the mcu is based of the ultimates: sam being military whil 616sam being a social worker, clint with laura barton and their 3 kid and is a shield operative while 616clint married bobbi morse and has no kid and never worked for shield, samuel l. jackson Nicky fury, etc. Ultimate universe bucky is steves childhood friend.

And secondly 616 bucky is caps kid sidekick, the mcu just didn't want to put a child soldier in their all American propaganda movie hence why rebel wasn't part of the howling commandos in the mcu either because he was a kid. As u can see in this tweet they changed it for that reason.

Thirdly even if he was based off of arnie, removing a gay character doesn't automatically make a different character gay. although i would love if bucky was canon queer but that's just not how it works.

Also what I realize about these bucky is arnie roth truthers is that a lot of u don't care about arnie or the fact he was erased from the mcu u guys just want "proof" for your headcanon/ship. Which there's no problem with having headcanons, if u hc bucky as gay and/or jewish that perfectly fine and valid but then ppl spread false info that he's suppose to be that when it's simply just not true. I don't ever see ppl bring up arnie unless it about bucky. Also steve and arnies dynamic itself never came off as anything other than friends or brothers

I don't ever see these bucky is arnie roth truthers ever talk about how thor:ragnarok replaced thors and lokis actual long lost older sister, angela, who is a canon lesbian and is dating a transwoman, with lokis daughter, hela, who has only shown attraction towards men in canon.(hela is currently married to a woman but they married out of business not out of love and it happened after the movie came out)

nor do I see them talk about in ca:tfa other than arnie roth there was also brian falsworth. In ca:tfa u can see James Montgomery falsworth, more commonly known as union jack, in the mcu he's part of the howling commandos. The thing is he's the union jack of ww1 while his son and daughter fights alongside captain America in ww2. His son Brian falsworth has been canonically gay since 2002 and was dating roger aubrey, destroyer, until he died. There's no reason why his dad was deaged and was part of the howling commandos instead of him for the reason other than he was gay because Brian shows up more in comics than his dad, u can't know about Monty falsworth without knowing about Brian

I feel like y'all don't actually care when an actual gay character gets replaced but instead make up lies about characters that u want to be gay instead. Like when eternals came out and phastos and his husband where said to be the first gay characters in the mcu and instead of complaining about loki, valkyrie, starlord, ayo, korg. Who were(at least at the time) not confirmed canon queer in the mcu despite being so in the comics, u guys complained about steve/bucky not being canon queer despite neither ever canonically showing interest in the same gender in mcu or comics because u mixed up canon and fanon/your headcanon.

Again headcanoning bucky and gay and/or jewish and shipping mcu stucky is completely fine, there's nothing wrong with it but bucky being based on arnie roth is just simply not true.

#i hc both steve and bucky as bi but i mean come on now yall we both know neither are canon queer #captian america #bucky barnes #winter soldier #steve rogers #stucky #arnie roth #comics #marvel #mcu #eternals #avengers #hawkeye #sam wilson

[brsb4hls]

Long rant about Lokis sexual orientation and representation, comics- and show-wise:

Marvel comic fans please correct me if I am wrong btw, I haven't read everything and might have missed vital stuff!

Afaik Loki only came out as bi/pan in 'Young Avengers' which isn't that long ago and it's also ikol Loki, not classic Loki.

Classic Loki was never confirmed as anything other than straight, right? (If not, point me to it, I'd be hyped).

Loki being genderfluid started in 'Agent of Asgard.' Also fairly recent and the 'new' Loki.

(I'm not counting 'Lady Loki' since that was just body snatching for nefarious purposes).

And I do not recall Loki ever being in a relationship with a man or even kissing a man.

We see his ex lovers including different genders and species in the last 'pride' issue, but there is no story that connects to that.

I only remember female crushes and 'relationships' of sorts.

(Kid Loki and Leah, Loki and Amora in 'Axis', Zelma when Loki's sorcerer supreme. Classic Loki Sigyn of course and Lorelei).

So while the comics do pretty good in regards to Loki's genderfluidity (even including it in Thor issues, which usually have a different target audience), there is next to nothing in regards to his sexual orientation.

Only lip service. Just like in the show.

Just saying.

So what makes people think a Disney show would do better? Theres money involved folks! And a spoken line can be way easier ignored then a visual.

(Hence why things like onscreen kisses are actually important for representation, because in a heteronormative world a lot of people will not recognize a queer couple unless it is burnt into their retinas).

Loki is among the most popular MCU characters (somewhere in the top 10 I think).

He sells merch.

They probs use him as a literal deus ex machina in Avengers 6.

Making him kiss a dude on screen is basically burning money and will make Disney lose entire markets.

It's not that I'm happy about that, I would have loved to have that rumored montage at the beginning of season 1 visually confirming his bisexuality, but it didn't happen.

(Full disclosure, I am so not into Lokius, so for me it should have been another guy).

Heron had to fight for that one line and had Russell T. Davies make fun of it.

So if you actually want more representation, support independent shows.

Not saying you can't also enjoy the MCU, (I am on here doing that very openly and I try not to be a hypocrite), but it wont give you anything, no matter how hard you push.

This might be a bit depressing, but I am being realistic. There is more queer media now, but also more and more people complaining about it, because they cannot stand having the privilege of being the only ones catered to taken away from them.

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[mrs-johansson]

Chapter 5: Avengers: Age of Ultron - Two Ghosts

Part 5:

We shortly got into our suits and got on a Quinjet, on the way to Klaue’s last known location.

“Have you talked to Laura yet?” I sat down next to Clint. He was calmly cleaning his arrows, not even stressed a little about the situation. “Yeah, everyone’s doing great. Katarina is sending hugs to the team. Especially her mama,” he said with a small smile. “I’m sorry that I always pass her onto Laura. I know she’s tired all the time, the two kids already and the one on the way… I just… ugh I literally don’t trust anyone,” I ran a hand over my face then leaned back in my seat, already feeling like motherhood is something I’m very bad at. “Y/n, you know we love Katarina so much. The kids are so happy that she’s there. And Laura is just glad that you trust her with your baby. Don’t worry about this, okay?” He put his hand on my back and nudged me with his knee. “And you know, she said the other day that I’m her favorite Avenger,” he whispered and I chuckled at his excitement. “That’s totally not true.” “Okay, I’m not. We all know it’s Nat.” He’s right.

***

“Ahh, Junior…” Dad started as he landed in front of Ultron. “You're gonna break your old man's heart.” “If I have to,” Ultron shrugged. “We don't have to break anything,” Thor said. “Clearly you've never made an omelet,” wow he’s clearly my father’s creation. “He beat me by one second,” Dad turned his head back. “Ah, this is funny, Mr. Stark. It's what, comfortable? Like old times?” One of the Maximoff twins stepped forward. “This was never my life.” “You two can still walk away from this,” Steve said. Have I mentioned how cringy I found these types of talks from him? “Oh, we will,” said the girl. “I know you've suffered.” Cringy, right?

“Uuughh! Captain America. God's righteous man, pretending you could live without a war. I can't physically throw up in my mouth, but…” Okay now… he beat me by one second. “If you believe in peace, then let us keep it.” The mighty, marshmallow-hearted Thor. What a funny-looking team we are…

“I think you're confusing peace with quiet.” Okay enough with the talking. “Yuh-huh. What's the Vibranium for?” I walked closer. “I'm glad you asked that because I wanted to take this time to explain my evil plan,” with that Ultron attacked older Stark, and his drones dropped down to attack Steve and Thor.

The quick guy bolted away, pushing Thor into a robot. Steve was fighting the other and I stood face to face with the Maximoff girl.

The tingling feeling of fire running between my fingers was so intense. She was quick to attack, pushing the energy towards me but I shielded myself swiftly. I could hear someone getting thrown into the side of the ship but I didn’t look back.

I sent a fireball her way but she dodged it with ease. “Oh this will be fun,” I smirked and started blasting her with fire, waiting for the moment she’ll get tired. She looked young, and if it depends on Strucker, I don’t think she can fully control her powers.

“On your six, Y/n!” Steve yelled but it was too late and I was knocked on the ground. “Aha, got it,” I coughed but got back up. The girl wasn’t there anymore but more robots were on the ship now and Klaue’s men were firing at us too.

Fighting off every man and robot was a little confusing. I don’t why Klaue’s guys were attacking us honestly but whatever…

After a while, there were just robots. And then I felt a tingly feeling in my head. Breaking the robot's head off, I looked around and then I saw the Maximoff girl. Her hands were glowing from this red energy and she was clearly aiming at me. With one big flame, I sent her flying back against a metal door before her brother stormed passed me, sending me to the ground. “That’s right, run you little shit,” I grumbled, pulling myself up on the railings. “Whoever's standing, we gotta move! Guys?” I spoke into the comms. “Natasha, I could really use a lullaby,” heard Dad’s voice. “Well, that's not gonna happen. Not for a while. The whole team is down, you got no backup here,” Clint said. “I’ll get Thor and Steve.”

Looking for Steve and Thor on the ship made me worry. Clint didn’t sound so sure about Natasha and I’ve never seen her down on a mission. Not like this.

Seeing Steve laying on the ground, splattered out like a starfish. I quickly ran to the man and dropped by his side. Took his face into my hands and looked for his pulse on his neck. “Steve, hey…” I lightly tapped his face, trying to wake him. He had a pulse so he probably just passed out. “Steve, you gotta wake up,” I said and he slowly started to open his eyes. He looked around in worry before sitting up. “It’s okay,” my hands dropped on his shoulders, and tried to keep him steady.

***

We walked back to the Quinjet Steve and Thor not even saying a word and nor did Natasha.

Clint and I helped them on the jet, and they laid down and stared in front of themselves. It was hard to see them like this. I glanced at Natasha and she didn’t look good. Her eyes were filled with terror and I knew how much she wanted to hide it but clearly, it was impossible.

Once Clint left her side he made his way towards me. “She’s asking for you,” he said and I was very surprised to hear that. “Really?” “Talk to her,” patted my shoulder and took a seat too.

I slowly walked towards her and as I got to her side I squatted in front of her. “Do you want to talk outside?” I asked softly and she nodded without looking at me.

I sat her down on a rock and kneeled next to her. “What happened?” I asked calmly. She was picking on her nails and staring at the ground. “Just look into my head,” she breathed out, lifting her eyes at me. “Natasha we talked about this,” I sighed and shook my head. “I don’t care,” she shook her head with eyes filling up her eyes. “Nat…” I took her hands and she took a shaky breath in. “Don’t do this to me Y/n,” she said, her voice broken. “Just do it.” Natasha closed her eyes and squeezed my hands. “Right,” I cleared my throat and focused on her completely.

Natasha walked down the stairs in the facility where young girls are being taught ballet. The Red Room. “Again!” The instructor said firmly, while Natasha walked closer and closer to the glass. “You'll break them,” she said softly. Then Madame B appeared next to her. “Only the breakable ones. You are made of marble. We'll celebrate after the graduation ceremony,” said the older woman.

A picture flashed across her mind, where she was laying on a hospital bed and then I saw some medical supplies. The sterilization.

“What if I fail?” Natasha’s voice was fragile and broken. She was younger here. Bangs covering her forehead, shooting at a target, but then it quickly changed into a person with a bag on their head. Natasha was holding a gun at them.

The next moment she was doing combat training. A man’s arms tight wrapped around her neck from behind while Madame B watched. Then Natasha tapped out. “Sloppy. Pretending to fail. The ceremony is necessary for you to take your place in the world.” “I have no place in the world.”

I saw the terrified look on her face as she was brought to the surgery. Little girls watching her being rolled away to have her soul taken away. Then everything went black.

“Do you want to talk about it?” I asked, clearing my throat. Seeing those things made me remember the cold walls of the Red Room. The endless training sessions, the constant pressure of staying alive.

Natasha shook her head and let out a shaky breath before looking up. “I know that we’re in a really bad place right now and we treat each other like shit but ugh…” she let out a cry and I did not hesitate to wrap my arms around her tightly. Natasha’s arms clung onto me like she would fall if she wouldn’t hold onto me. Her hands tensely squeezed my shoulders and back, as she cried softly. “You will never get back there, ever, you understand me? I won’t let that happen. You are safe, Nat. You’re okay,” I held onto her, trying to calm her down.

Even though we broke up, it’s still hard to see her struggle. And I know this is the worst time to be liable for damages but she clearly doesn’t speak about this stuff with Bruce, so it can’t be that serious. I’m disgusting, I’m a horrible person.

“You can hate me and everything just please don’t leave me,” she murmured into my shoulder and my heart broke completely. My eyes welled up with tears and I had a knot in my throat. “I could never hate you, Tash. Yes, we are in a pretty bad place but I could never hate. I am mad, yes, but I don’t hate you,” I said and she pulled back. “How did she not get into your head?” She asked while wiping off her tears. “I have mind blocks, so these things cannot happen. It also doesn’t let machines and stuff through my mind, it’s kinda cool,” I shrugged with a small smirk. “Can you do that to me? Is it possible?” Her voice was desperate. Like it was her last hope. “I don’t know Nat… I haven’t really experimented with these on humans,” I said and she just didn’t care. “I don’t care. Do it,” she said. “Why don’t we get back to this later? We’re gonna lay low for a while anyway, why don’t you just rest and I’ll look into it.” “Yeah. Thank you for all this.” “Anytime.”

Once we took off with the Quinjet, it was quiet. Banner was curled up with a blanket around him, Steve was showing his back to everyone, Natasha was sitting in the middle with her head down still shaken up, and Theo looking very confused. Clint was the pilot this time, but we didn’t really know where we were headed and Dad was sitting behind him, while I stood next to him.

“The news is loving you guys. Nobody else is. There's been no official call for Banner's arrest, but it's in the air,” said Maria over the video call. “Stark Relief Foundation?” Asked Dad. “Already on the scene. How's the team?” She asked with a sorrowful look. “Everyone's...we took a hit. We'll shake it off,” I said, looking through the team. “Well for now I'd stay in stealth mode, and stay away from here.” “So, run and hide?” “Until we can find Ultron, I don't have a lot else to offer,” Maria declared. “Neither do we.” He ended the call and switched off the monitor. He stepped over to Clint, putting a hand over the back of the seat. “Hey, you wanna switch out?” He asked. “No, I'm good. If you wanna get some kip, now's a good time, 'cause we're still a few hours out,” said Hawkeye. “A few hours from where?” I asked and he turned to look at me. “A safe house,” he said. Oh, A safe house. This is gonna be interesting.

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