#all these AUs where Loki’s stuck working for people

[plaidpyjamas]

fuck it, Avengers Dead Dove Do Not Eat fic idea/outline

This is mainly an AU for my Avengers OC Desmond - he grew up in a lab and has a regenerative mutation because of it. In his main story/universe, Tony and Pepper unofficially adopt him and his life is able to finally turn around. The set up is the same here, except that Tony Stark is a Monster with Too Much Power I can try and write it as an "x reader" fic if people want, but portions of it do hinge on Desmond and his own origin story, plus I'd need a beta reader to go through and swap pronouns over. Anyway here's some quick thoughts on the fic, laying down a little bit of groundwork as far as Desmond's situation goes. I can't guarantee I'll actually write it though hhhhh TW: NON-CON (the focus is Desmond's sexual assault at the hands of Tony & Bruce), transphobia, and probably a whole load of other stuff if I do write it

DARKFIC – Tony x Desmond x Bruce Non-con, DEAD DOVE DO NOT EAT

Desmond is taken in by Tony around the same time [somewhere around Avengers2012?]

Because of all the tech and money Tony has provided SHIELD he’s gained too much freedom and power – no one is really able to stop him from doing what he wants, because he could rip away nearly all of SHIELD’s resources at this point

What Tony wants, in “adopting” Desmond, is a plaything (he also brings Bruce into it- he's in this weird limbo where he still joins Tony in assaulting Desmond, but he apologizes nearly the entire time, which makes Desmond feel worse)

 Fury feels partly responsible for what Tony (and by extension Bruce) is doing to Desmond – he’s unable to do anything and the guilt eats at him - Fury's constant apologizing and trying to “make it up to him” just makes Desmond feel worse (are you noticing a trend)

Pepper is also trapped – first in her job and now in her marriage w/ Tony – she and Desmond, while living together and going through the same things, aren’t able to do anything to help each other, aside from sympathetic glances now and then (Tony doesn’t allow them together unsupervised maybe?)

Pepper tries to comfort Desmond when she can - by making him food or other small things. She genuinely cares about Desmond, but is really doing these small things for him so she doesn't have to think about her own suffering

Tony won't let Desmond get any of the gender affirming surgeries he wants - claims it's simply not possible with his healing abilities and won't let him talk about it past that - Tony really just wants more control over him (potential forced pregnancy?)

Tony does not allow Desmond to see Loki at all, so sadly that relationship never has a chance

Luckily though he does still meet Bucky - they keep their friendship a secret and Bucky really wants to do something about Desmond's situation but he can't without risking Desmond losing his one single solitary genuinely safe place (Bucky's room) so he's stuck just trying to comfort Desmond and be there to put him back together whenever he needs

Steve either does not notice all of this or he is in denial, so Desmond can't go to him (there has been at least one incident where Desmond felt safe enough to vent a bit to Steve - Tony knew everything by dinner that night, rip)

Steve's unwillingness or inability to see how awful Tony is towards Desmond and Pepper causes a rift between him and Bucky

Potential happy/bittersweet ending - Bucky somehow manages to help Desmond escape and they flee to.....idk somewhere. Maybe they're just on the run from then on. Maybe they go to Wakanda? Maybe Shuri and T'challa take them in and hide them?

I really want to try and find a way to work Loki into this, since he's such an important character in Desmond's canon universe, but idk how I'd go about doing that - unless!!!!! Thor finally catches wind of what's happening and offers to take Desmond to Asgard (Bucky too cause he's not leaving this poor guy all by himself). I guess that could still happen, but it could be like a failed escape attempt? And after that, Loki gets involved in trying to help Desmond or something? I'm hesitant to give Desmond more people who want to help - I feel like that makes it less dark? And if I write this thing I'm going whole-hog like it's gonna make me sick to write it I bet lmao someone help me

idk I haven't really thought about a coherent plot line, just this absolute nightmare scenario lmao

anyway if this sounds like something you'd wanna read please tell me!!! I have so many ideas for this but I don't wanna write and post it if nobody wants it, yknow?

#tony stark x reader #dark!tony stark #bruce banner x reader #dark!bruce banner #avengers fic #dark fic #dark!avengers #dead dove do not eat

[worstloki]

do u have thorki fic recs?

yes, and I have not the mind to sort them much right now, but here you go

The Prince by astolat : Thor is not only inadvertently hilarious but also gets knocked up like a pro (graphic main relationship)

Entanglements by astolat : Hilarious but also surprisingly sweet ;-; + MONSTER DONG???????? (the fic basically starts after a sex pollen incident and doesn't get less graphic later)

Don't Leave Me the Way I Am by glayish : Thor is. Guilty? Yes. Ashamed? Yes. I know what you're thinking: Oh nooo, Thor is into men. Brodinsons being emotional wrecks. (graphic relationship, though mostly in the last chapter)

Loki like "ohhhhh I know what'll make Thor suffer. sex with me. heheh." and then he fails terribly. Happens a few times so : Loki Takes His Revenge by swimsalot, Failure by astolat, Better Than Ice Cream by astolat

Nine Pound Hammer by Bluebird_Rose : this one is pure crack/comedy. so many euphemisms. so many.

Weary and Wary by Erin_A2 : soft brodinsons set while Loki is in prison ;-;

Attention Seeking Behavior by Lokincest : Loki tries to help Thor with his injury, Thor pines. comedy.

small and little and held by Lokincest : BRO THOR WANTS TO BE THE LITTLE SPOON SO BAD

True Love Conquers All by amberfox17 : Maleficent AU solid fairytale vibes ! Soft descriptions, Thor is... warm.

Thor Gets Knocked Up in This One by thisdorkyficthing : pretty iconic behaviour on Thor's part, as you can tell by the title.

Thunder and Other Things by illwynd : Asgardian Thor Jotun Loki marriage AU where Thor gets 'knocked up'.

Trickster’s Gifts by Schaudwen. Loki gives Thor lady parts to learn a lesson. Then decides they should have secx before he returns him, except it’s Loki/Loki/Loki/Thor

Climate Change by glimmerglanger : Tony trying to solve a mystery about where Thor's storms come from which he really should’ve probably stayed away from

When Rules Change (working title) by MissisJoker : Incomplete and probably abandoned fic where Thor 1 and Avengers 1 never happened and both princes of Asgard are sent to Midgard to negotiate peace. Everyone favours Loki over his arrogant prat brother. Obviously. Not so ship-based.

By Fools Like Me by xWitchAlchemistx : Loki walks in on Thor receiving 'stress relief', and doesn't walk back out. Set on the Statesmen. Mildly graphic Thor/Loki relationship, honestly it's mostly kink

No Common Thing  by ravenbringslight : sup thor. why u going to a shapeshifter brothel. loki wants to know.

Beneath Your Bones by cloudsmachinations (spnblargh) : Post-Infinity War. In the wake of Thanos’s victory, Thor and the rest of the Avengers must stand together, or else fall apart like the rest of the universe. But when Thor, helpless with grief, returns to the Statesman in search of survivors, he brings something — or someone — back with him.

Through Frost and Thunder by xWitchAlchemistx : Thor makes Loki angry enough to use magic to swap Thor's gender and lock his powers as a temporary punishment. Thor tries to fix it himself and gets them both stuck in Jotunheim, where Loki's true parentage is revealed. It's going to be thorki eventually, but where it is currently is solid brodinsons psychology + miscommunication vibes :D

literally anything by @illwynd here let me just Under Snow, LMD, On Bare Skin, Fall at your feet, The Begonia Incident and of course I Remember a Shadow.

The Enduring Man by pennypaperbrain : But when Loki returns from the dead gaunt and hollow-eyed, raving about conquering Midgard, Thor realises that another, more sinister force has taken control of his brother. Set during the scene on the mountaintop in The Avengers.

Neutral Ground by rayemars : Thor is hairless bc Loki painstakingly uses a blade on him smh. weirdly works. graphic.

Caught in Our Own Creation by LadyVader : Whilst working a spell together to benefit their people, Thor gets trapped in a feedback loop of power too great to survive, and Loki finds himself — much to his surprise and long-buried delight — Thor's sole choice of rescuer.

Farewell, Silver Tongue by pennypaperbrain : lips stitched shut (they're kids)

Have Use of Me by pennypaperbrain : lips stitched shut (they're adults)

Tongues to the Flame by seidrade : auspicious, traditional night for Thor, but instead of looking for a different intimacy partner he asks Loki to stay.

this is not a romance by Ark : young thor and loki (have sex or die trope)

Hela Victorious by Rerin : not so ship-based but Hela takes Thor as a prisoner and Loki is like oh no you don't!!!!!

Discernment by Roshana : Thor and Loki appear at the end of a battle younger and without memories of recent years. They think the Avengers are attacking them and leave together. Not ship-oriented.

Looking for Something Dumb to Do by snack_size : aw man, What If? Party Thor and Jotun Loki must commit to a marriage to solve some harm they have caused. but bro I dont wanna get married to you bro :(

The Crown Prince and the Beast by triedunture : After a dreary, protracted period of negotiation, it was decided that the two Princes, both of whom were disappointments to their fathers, should be wed, thus ushering in a tentative peace between the two worlds. Loki and Thor who had no interest in getting married put off doing anything in the bedroom bc they don't want to be used for children lmao.

Kings and Queens of Promise by Cassy27 : The war between Jotunheim and Asgard has been long, brutal and bloody. After another battle, Loki is taken prisoner and made a spoil of war to Thor Odinson, Prince of Asgard. Thor is mean, but not going to force anything.

Fate Does Not Bend to Hope by slamncram : Loki died. Thor knows this. But he can't shake the feeling that something is haunting him, following his every step, trying to get something from him. From the other side of the veil, it's a problem Loki's having, too.

Tropic of Mercury by seidrade : this is just symbiote!Loki secx.

Symbiosis by illwynd : symbiote!Loki, again,

from the belly of the deepest love by maharlika : post-Ragnarok fake marriage (and you know this tends to go)

never doubt; by unintentionallyangsty : post-Ragnarok, 5 times Thor tells Loki that he loves him, and (+1) time Loki says it back. Not ship-oriented.

One for sorrow by thebookhunter : 400k which starts with Thor being horribly mean to him and cheating on his gf so Loki reasonably decides to catfish him.

Complicated Arrangements by CrazyKZ : A young Jotun Loki is sent to Asgard to prepare to be the spouse of Prince Thor of Asgard. Thor hates the blue abomination, but Loki is determined to succeed for the sake of his people. He identified as more of a male likeness, but Asgard is determined to make him a female-like queen. Loki just hopes he survives the whole ordeal, without killing Thor and his gang. That would be ever so tragic.

Along a Desert Highway by triedunture : both Thor and Loki are sent to Midgard without their powers as punishment for their misdeeds.

Also Built on Ruins by coyotesuspect : post-Ragnarok, some council decides the cleanest solution to the Loki Problem (inheritance laws and the way he's stabby enough to overthrow Thor) is to marry him.

Creeping Ivy by ravenbringslight : pre-Thor 1, what Happens When You Accidentally Throw A Fertility God Into The Middle Of A Complicated Magical Working (sex pollen/sex or die trope)

grandthorki where they're forced together on sakaar: The Bargain by days4daisy, keep me forever, tell me you want me by Lise, Gave You Every Piece of Me by charlottelennox , Brothers of Habit by Loxxlay (the last in the series beloved), you can set yourself on fire (but you’re never going to burn) by RiseHigh , I will kiss you till your breath is found by 100indecisions, Soothing Tensions by Loxxlay, A Lesson in Empathy by Teleri, the claim by days4daisy , we can take the right way out of here by AuroraWest, Keep It Complicated by hematiteasteroid, A Hundred Little Pieces by Red_Shadow_Wolf_19,

#fic recs #Thor/Loki #thorki #have fun :) #you didn't specify comedy or crack or more into brodinsons than thorki so i just threw a mix in #most of it is serious #and thorki #i really should work on organizing fic recs or something

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ooo tea on your no-go tropes if ur comfortable sharing

oh sure they're nothing so weird or specific that it's going to call out one specific fic writer, since it's all stuff that I've seen multiple people write and/or talk and/or speculate about. (and some are holdovers from the comics; comics are hardly immune from me not liking things in them.)

Steve getting de-serumed. This one is a huge absolute no for me, and I'm not sure what about it makes me so uncomfortable, but it just does. It makes me so uncomfortable that I don't want to poke at it to figure out why. I know there was a lot of speculation about this circa CACW, around when the title was released but before there were any details of the movie known (when it was assumed it would be closer to the comics counterpart), and then it came again around IW and Endgame both, something about the idea of like..."both the audience and the in-universe characters need to know that Steve isn't Captain America just because he has the serum!" something about the "he needs to be physically depowered in order to Prove Himself" just rubs me absolutely the wrong way. (I think this is another factor in why the Captain Carter What If timeline bothers me so much, but like. there are multiple factors there. I think I talked once about how I have set points in canon and Steve getting the serum is one of them.) (there is one fic I like where the Avengers got deaged and Steve got shrunk back to pre-serum size, but not de-serumed, that one's fine.)

post-Ragnarok (usually IW/Endgame AUs) fics that have Loki on the Raft -- no-go, makes me super uncomfortable, don't want to read it -- I've read enough of it to know that I don't want to read more and it's just not my thing. fine if people like it, just not for me; not something I want to read, not something I'm ever going to write.

anything that characterizes Loki's adoption as baby-stealing (again, What If is not immune) -- I go on fairly regular rants about this, but I (somewhat unusually) have the background of someone who's done a not-insignificant amount of academic work on infant abandonment in the pre-modern world, so it's something I know a lot about on a legal/cultural level. I sometimes say only semi-facetiously that I got into this fandom because as someone who actually knows about this stuff I have a moral responsibility to write about it in a historically-accurate-inspired manner, except as we all know I have not actually posted the chapter that deals really extensively with it. But it makes me really frustrated that people don't seem to realize this was a historical reality and something that had a lot of laws associated with it, instead of being a freak occurrence that is Obviously Bad.

there are a lot of common tropes about Asgard that just make me insane. a brief survey: feudalism, primogeniture, sexism/misogyny -- like, the standard-issue high fantasy stuff that just gets transferred over without any critical thought. which, if that's what you want to write, fine, I hate it, but that's my problem, not yours, no one's forcing me to read it. people putting racism in Valhalla, hate that one, so much.

anything that uses comics!Natasha's backstory for MCU!Natasha. I realize that ten years ago this seemed a lot more reasonable (Natasha having a version of the super soldier serum, being extremely long-lived, etc.), but really from TWS onwards it should have been obvious that that was not the backstory that the MCU was using, and if you are still using that as a writer in 2022 I am judging you. like, I try not to judge people too much in terms of like. ignoring canon, but I literally can't read anything that still uses 2012 base assumptions. (this is hypocritical for me on several levels, though it's also one of the reasons I had to get out of Star Wars, but hey, brains aren't rational. it's one of the casualties of me coming back into the fandom late. it probably would not be a problem for me if I'd stuck around. I'd probably have the same problem I have in Star Wars.)

on a related note, one of my MCU NOTPs is BuckyNat and part of that is because so much of it depends on transferring comics!Natasha's backstory over to MCU!Natasha. they have only interacted twice in canon and both times they were trying to kill each other. every other time they have been in the same scene one or the other of them was interacting with Steve, not each other. like, the heart wants what it wants, shipping is shipping, but treating it as canon-established (which many, many people do in and out of fic fandom, I'm in non-fic fandom circles and people talk about it there as if it's something onscreen) is absurd to me and I'm just ????? to the extent that now I hate it. but no one is forcing me to read it, the heart wants the heart wants, I obviously ship something else so I'm not objective there -- it's just another no-go for me.

comics transference in general. this is going to sound weird, because obviously the MCU is an adaptation of the comic books, but at fourteen years in it should be obvious that you cannot uncritically transfer things over wholesale, especially when it comes to established characters, especially if it outright contradicts canon. I can't read comics!Clint characterization in MCU fic. that ship sailed in 2015 -- honestly, it sailed in 2012, but whatever; we have established that people saw a different movie in 2012 than the one that's on the screen. by the way, the actual MCU is not immune to this; it is at its absolute weakest when it just transfers things over from the comics and expects them to work. they don't. because the MCU ain't the comics. (the worst offender is the Loki ep "Journey Into Mystery" but it is not alone.)

just various characterization tendencies that I see in fandom -- characterization is actually the number one reason I don't usually read fic in my writing fandoms, because we all see characters differently and it's one of the very few things that will make me start doubting my own writing. or just making me angry. (I actually have a very short temper, I hate so many things, I just don't talk about them on main.) I know my characterization does not fly for a lot of people (though unlike in Star Wars, MCU readers don't tell me about it, but I know it has to be true because I've been in fandom for two decades), so again, it is what it is. I know how to click a back button.

there are so many ships I either outright hate or just dislike, but I tend to OTP pretty hardcore once I get there and no one is forcing me to read them. it just gets frustrating sometimes when the ships I dislike are the most common ships for the characters I also write and/or ship with other people. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ but then I also can't really read fic for my own ships because uuuuuuuhhhhhhh the characterization is Wrong. not wrong, just Wrong for me personally. which is why I by and large don't read in my writing fandoms.

Steve Rogers is all hard edges. stop softening him. what the fuck.

#unfortunately (or fortunately if that's what you wanted) you set me off #these are all things I have seen multiple people do! this is not a callout of anyone specific! #I would not do that on main #I do that like the gods intended: in a private groupchat with close friends #hello I hate so many things! #which is why I write my own fanfic catered for my own tastes #except for the bits I cut out because I'm worried about getting harassed about them #maybe I'll put the stevenat back into yonder one of these days #siarrawrites #bedlam replies #bedlam watches the mcu

[mischief-and-tea-by-the-sea]

Fanfic Writer Emoji Ask

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✅ What’s something that appears in your fics over and over and over again, even if you don’t mean to?

Food and cooking. I don't know that I ever started out planning on food/cooking being in my fanfics - it certainly didn't show up in the early stuff, the pre-Marvel stuff, but once I wandered into the X-Men/Avenger traffic lanes, I found it trickling in. Bobby eating strawberry ice cream (a lot - seems to be his preferred - even in X2 in the dickfruit scene with Logan, he's eating ice cream right out of the carton, and if you look really closely, it's Baskin-Robbins strawberry) and popsicles. Logan eating the WORST things when he's got pregnancy (it wasn't mpreg - it was Emma's telepathy because Logan pissed her off, he wasn't actually pregnant) cravings or when he's got no taste because his soulmate connection with Scott hasn't kicked in. Tony trying Logan's pregnancy cravings in the fic where Thor tries peanut butter for the first time and reacts to it like a golden lab getting peanut butter stuck to the roof of his mouth and freaking out and thinking Loki's cursed the peanut butter. I have a whole bakery AU fic that I went bonkers out of my way describing pie and bread and cookies and pastries. Big Sandwich Night is all about constructing a giant sandwich as a holiday tradition. Bonding over food is HUGE - either ordering massive amounts of take-out or cooking big meals together, the food is important as a symbol of feeding the found family's comfort with each other. In another, Tony learns that his college roommate Loki knows how to cook, and he gets to help in the kitchen over Yule when Loki and Frigga fix a meal together. Restaurants are thoroughly researched - I know where so many good-sounding (and sometimes really fuck off expensive but not always) restaurants are in so many cities, and I've seen their menus, and choosing those places and the meals are just as important to my fics as the actual characters.

🤭 Do you have a favorite tag to use when posting your works?

Ones I tend to use a lot are "[Character name] needs a hug" and "[Character name] is a good friend/boyfriend/girlfriend/husband/wife." I don't know if I have a favorite tag I use, but those are pretty regular ones.

🥰 How do you feel about reader interaction? Are you open to receiving questions about your fics?

I LOVE reader interaction - IF the readers who are commenting are being encouraging, positive, kind, enthusiastic, emoji-laden, key-smash excited, and if they tell me actual things in the fics themselves that really got them laughing, crying, screaming. If the readers want to comment with hate bullshit or con crit or to tell me how I'm not using punctuation to *their* standards, nah, they can pass me by. But the people who just want to love on the fic I post for free will be given free unconditional love and a metaphoric kitten. I'm always open to receiving questions about my fics! Sometimes it makes me think of things in a way I hadn't and will open the door to more creative brain moments in the future.

Thank you for your asks!!!!!

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2022 Fanfic Year in Review: ifearnocolors on ao3

i was clicking around on my own blog earlier and randomly found my 2021 fanfic year in review, so i thought it’d be fun to do it again! i wasn’t tagged by anyone ofc lol, but i’m tagging a few ppl at the end in case anyone wants to do this too :) 

Total Completed Works: 11, same as last year! 

Word Count: 21,677... much less than last year lol. but to be fair, i finished publishing my silmarillion longfic at the beginning of 2021, so that drastically inflated last year’s wordcount. this year, i learned to embrace the fact that i am most definitely a oneshot (and occasionally two-shot ;)) writer! 

Fandoms I’ve Written In: loki (mcu), bridgerton, pirates of the caribbean, and turn: washington’s spies. 

Looking Back, Did You Write More Fic Than You Thought You Would This Year, Less, Or About What You’d Expected?: about what i’d expected! in 2022, i think i finally found a fic-writing schedule that i’m comfortable with... which is writing whenever inspiration strikes, but not pushing myself beyond that! i wrote pretty sporadically in the first half of the year (mainly because i was working on a personal writing project) but published a few more things in the fall and winter as i got back into the turn fandom (and ran my first fandom event, which was so much fun and filled me with inspiration!). 

What’s Your Own Favorite Story Of The Year?: i’d definitely say it was gather up the splinters, build a casket for my tears. this was, like, my 3rd or 4th attempt at writing a turn au where john andre survives LOL, but i’m definitely happiest with/proudest of this one. fun fact, i wrote the whole thing in a day after being struck with random inspiration during my ‘turnsgiving’ week event LOL! 

Do You Have Any Fanfic Goals For The New Year?: i just hope to keep writing, to keep loving it, to keep expanding my skills, and to keep being proud of my work!

Most Popular Story Of The Year?: you stuck in the knife that you held at my back, my speculative loki season 2 opening scene, with 43 kudos. (hey, i never claimed to be a popular writer LOL! but 43 whole people enjoying one of my stories is incredible.)

Story Of Mine Most Under-Appreciated By The Universe, In My Opinion: i’m well aware that there’s literally zero market for cutler beckett x OC fanfiction LOL, but in the ideal universe, chasing pirates would’ve gotten a lot more attention! (and for all you beckett haters, the OC in question is a cannibalistic siren, so. there’s something in it for everyone!)

Most Fun Story To Write: i think my idea of what’s “fun to write” is, uh, a little different from the norm. i greatly enjoyed forcing john andre to kill ben tallmadge in the crown hangs heavy on either side, and i also took great pleasure in forcing davy jones and cutler beckett into a weird existentialist hell scenario in parley. clearly, i’m extremely sane! :D 

Most Unintentionally Telling Story: oof idk, someone else psychoanalyze me! idk about a particular work, but i feel like the fact that all 11 of my fics from this year were tagged as “character study” says... something? 

Biggest Disappointment: that i didn’t really leave my comfort zone in terms of style or substance. 2022 showed me that i definitely have a “typical fic” (oneshot, character study, vignette/snapshot style, angst and/or existentialism), but i’m not sure whether that means i’ve found my style/authorial voice, or if my works are a bit formulaic lolol. i’d like to hopefully branch out from my instinctive structure/style in 2023. the closest i got to trying anything new/different last year was attempting to write fluff in the second chapter of sweet nothing, and, well... it’s simply not that fluffy. a bit of angst got in there somehow!! 

Biggest Surprise: someone wrote a fic inspired by one of mine for the first time ever, which was so amazing. also, i randomly wrote a bridgerton fic (i want to be the one to walk in the sun) while recovering from wisdom teeth surgery LOL! 

i’m tagging @deathicus-sling @thatfeanorian @maironsmaid @sauronnaise @moodrose @leomcclintock @tallmadgeandtea @musicboxmemories @hmsannlett (thanks for tagging me last year LOL!) and any other writers who follow me! (feel free to ignore this if you want lol. also i don’t mind if you reblog or make your own, either is good!)

#writing #my stuff #turn #mcu #pirates of the caribbean #bridgerton #loki #turn amc #turn washington's spies #turn: washington's spies #amc turn #marvel #loki series #potc #fanfiction

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WIP MEME

cannibal sam?! say more.

strange comfort? what's happening here and who

once and future soulmates? is this a merthur :)))

Hi love. Thank you for the ask! Since I actually have some pretty decent cuts from these I thought I’d put all the snippings under the cut. 

I adore Cannibal Sam, I always love the chance to talk about any of these. It's the name I have for my Dark Chocolate Cherry Series that stars a dark version of Sam and Loki beginning with them meeting in Sam's college days and spanning the course of their lives together, which end up being very long. It also pushes back anything that would have happened canonically because of what Sam decides to do with his life at college to protect himself, to still hunt monsters, and because it's fun. He's not really a cannibal. I mean he does eat people but he's not the same species as any of them, and by the time he eats a human monster again Sam is no longer human. After a very long conversation with my friends on what makes a cannibal and then if not a cannibal what would this creature be, it just kinda stuck in my head anyway. For the record, we landed on monster eater, but I degress. This one will be part three chronologically in the series, sometime after Hunger Games, and focused on how exactly these two crazy murderous men became an excluding killing duo.

Strange Comfort is a WIP I originally made for spn kink bingo but it ended up being super angsty and sad when I actually went to write it. It's set in the Cage and is focused on Sam and Michael. It's really different for me, so it's been taking a while to flush out. 

Of course, it is! It's the last Merthur I have open that I still feel drawn to. I unexpectedly started working on this again this month and doodling a bit about it.  It's a Soul mark AU, one where Arthur still dies in Camelot and Merlin still lives and lives...and lives. It is very angsty in the beginning. It is set mainly on a space station that Merlin helped build with magic-infused tech and helped the original founding colony of it and then just stayed. Arthur does finally come back to Merlin only to find himself in this far-ahead future in a dystopian world far away from Earth and a changed Merlin. One day it will be filled with ups and downs and multiple chapters, but it's just been very slow.

 A snipping from Cannibal Sam, since it's fitting for today, I adore Kali and the odd relationship she, Sam, and Loki have in this series and honestly, it amuses me.

It had been a few weeks since he'd seen Loki. Sam didn't give it much thought, the pagan may have bought a property nearby Sam's campus but he didn't stay. The deity came and went as he pleased and the brunette didn't mind. Sam had his own life and studies to keep up with it his world did not center around the tempting deity. However when Sam walked into his apartment to find Kali hovering over his textbooks his soul couldn't help but take note of how long the blonde’s absence had been.

He paused for only a moment to stare at the intruding goddess before he slid the door closed and locked it behind him. Obsidian eyes swirled with crimson magic as he reviewed his wardings only to find them burnt out. He sighed at the work he would have to do to replace them now.

"You could have called," Sam frowned, dropping his backpack on a stool near his kitchen counter as he walked steadily towards the goddess. "Our mutual plaything is not here, I could have told you that without you torching my spell work."

A musical laugh fell from ruby-painted lips, her smile wide. She turned from his desk, black hair flowing over her shoulders as her red embroidered sari turned with her. "As if I have your number," she said, facing him from the center of his living room. She waved a hand looking around them. "I was wondering if you had seen our poor powerful plaything lately, I was hoping he was here."

Sam frowned at her words, crossing his arms over his chest as he stopped on the other side of his used sofa, keeping it between them. "He doesn't stick around, you know that. Are you worried, old flame?" He teased in return, his grin wide even as his soul recounted the last few weeks, obsidian draining from his eyes as he looked over her with critical eyes as she took in his home.

"I never worry about Loki, but I thought his pet might." Kali frowned, her eyes narrowing, focused on the tall monster eater just steps away from her. "When did you see him last, Samuel?"

Sam's posture loosened, blinking when he suddenly remembered the last time the blonde had stopped in. "We spent my Thanksgiving break hunting a group of Djinn," he mumbled under his breath. He watched her for a moment before turning from her and going to his kitchen. He turned his back to her uncaring, turning on a kettle and looking into his fridge. "Food?"

Kali's chestnut eyes flicked to the monster eater, her nail tugging on her painted lip with a nod. "Nothing vile, Sam," she insisted. "I know what you eat."

The monster eater laughed, as the goddess came closer tapping her nails along the Formica countertop. "You're in luck. A made stew this week." He shrugged when she raised a brow, knowing that the monster eater, who was gaining more and more recognition around the world of monsters, didn't often prey on human monsters. "There was a man stalking and attacking students around campus, I made better use of him."

Kali smiled, pleased with the shared offering that was no doubt filled with preserved power, leaning her elbows on the counter after sliding into one of two stools closer to the man. She watched the churning soul as he moved to warm up the meal he had planned.

"When is Thanksgiving? You act as if I have ever had an interest in learning Western holidays," she grumbled, her arms crossing over her chest and raising her chin.

Sam glanced at her at the hum of irritation in her tone, frowning at offending one of the few pagans not on his menu. "It was months ago," he conceded, shifting his feet. "Three weeks after Diwali."

His eyes looked over the pot as he stirred the savory meal making sure there was enough for both of them.

"I have not seen him for longer, not uncommon since he has you.” Kali seemed to be considering the same, her jaw ticking to the side as a sharp nail tapped on his countertop as if she was bored.

He paused at that he had assumed the little pagan had run back to Kali or one of the pagans he often spent his time with. The deity that had let herself in sounded like she had no idea where Loki had been, and that it was odd. He turned the click of the kettle pulling him from his thoughts. He grabbed the tea box Loki had filled, his gaze roving to the goddess as he placed the box and a mug in front of her with a glare.

"Why would you think I should be worried?"

A short snip from Strange Comforts:  

"It's okay," Sam managed after a moment, curling up on his side enjoying the soft caress of linens. "I broke everything." 

Michael frowned at the soft muffled words, words that lacked the arrogance and defiance that had always reminded him of Lucifer. There was a long pause as Sam turned onto his side, holding tighter to the spare pillow that the archangel had provided and pulling it to his chest. 

"You could not possibly break anything," he said, his brows pinching as he sat up more. 

"I messed up your plan."

Sam was too tired to state any of the other reasons why Michael was wrong. Instead, he simply repeated the one that he'd heard throughout countless years with Lucifer's wrath. 

The archangel looked over the human-shaped lump on the bed before looking down. "It was our Father's plan, not mine… not his." Michael's eyes seemed to rove the space he had created within the confines of the Cage and Sam's mind. "I never wanted to kill him. Or you." His lips were still pulled into a frown when he looked back at Sam. "But that can't happen now. Lucifer will not win and we can not finish what Father wanted. At least not now." 

"Sorry," the soul managed, closing his eyes at the feeling of Michael's stare and unnerving attention. He would never apologize for stopping it, Michael knew that, but Sam didn't know if he was really sorry for starting it just then, or if he was just sorry for Michael's situation. 

It hadn't taken them long to realize that no one was coming for them. Particularly that no one was coming for Michael. Lucifer had had his shot and failed, Sam had known Gabriel's backdoor had been a one-way ticket, and Adam didn't have anyone to look for him, he was already dead on Earth. The true ruler of Heaven was the only one that should have been worthy of raising, but his siblings had dismissed him like they did any of their fallen brethren. Sam, despite the constant onslaught of rage, hate, and disappointment from Lucifer and Michael's anger and cold disregard, couldn't help sympathizing with the eldest archangel.

A snipping from the first chapter of Once and Future Soulmates:

Merlin had defended this sector enough to have a reputation and the descendants of the humans and the nonhuman that had followed him thousands of years ago still depended on him. Merlin had been hoping that extending an invitation for new alliances would increase their chances of being left alone, however, the meetings weren't off to a promising start. He grumbled at his swirling thoughts. He leaned forward in his curved desk chair, putting down the sleek tablet he had been using to review his spotty notes from today's meetings, which were mostly angry doodles. He sighed, rubbing a hand over his eyes and down through the black scruffy beard, before waving the already dimmed overhead lights off. 

Merlin closed his eyes, focusing his mind on the familiar and comforting sound of the massive stabilizers of the old station. The quiet hum of the station echoed the hum of his magic as it weaved through the systems and thrummed warm and pure through his veins. Merlin lost himself in the sound but soon felt the weariness sink too deeply into his bones. His body may be ever-youthful, after a spell he cast centuries ago, but it longed for his bed. 

Merlin yawned, stretching and turning his chair away from his desk to stand. He was long past ready to head to bed after the slew of disappointing diplomatic talks he’d sat in on today. Merlin released a long-drawn-out breath setting about preparing for bed. Merlin tried to relax as he cleaned his teeth and washed his face, listening to the dull familiar groans and the clangs of the station instead of continuing to recount his last conversation with the station's commerce experts.

Throughout his life, whether it was his time spent on Earth or amongst the stars, Merlin had gotten used to the changing sounds, smells, sights, and even non-humanoid life. The life he had made here, that he had helped build from scrap metal infused with his magic, still felt the same despite being so far from Earth. Merlin still felt at home here. Hosting the welcoming proceedings and aiding in negotiating trade agreements with traveling merchants from a more technologically advanced society still felt familiar to Merlin; even with the merchants being non-carbon-based life forms. Merlin rubbed a tired hand over his eyes and ran his fingers through his shaggy hair feeling his age despite his youthful appearance. 

The ancient warlock yawned again. His hand moved to slowly unwrap the red neckerchief, which was untouched by time as the day Arthur had gifted it to him, from around his wrist and forearm. Merlin's eyes watched as he carefully unbound it. His eyes stuck on the freshly revealed pale skin as they did most nights on his soulmark. Merlin’s eyes stayed fixed on his wrist and arm as he walked into his bedroom from his washroom. The doors automatically opened and closed behind him as Merlin walked with unfocused eyes, fingers teasing the pale marred skin he kept hidden outside of the privacy of his quarters. 

Merlin shook his head, breaking the spell of sorrow, loss, and happy memories, letting his arm drop from beneath his fingers. His lips twisted in a grimace like they did so many nights, banishing the fading memories and ache that filled him. Merlin closed his eyes and settled into his warm welcoming bed, dismissing the barely visible phoenix that had once shone in multicolored glory. He sighed heavily curling his sheets tighter, tonight wasn’t the night to think about Arthur and wallow. 

It had taken Merlin centuries to adjust to the emptiness that was left in the place of knowing his soulmate had died in his arms. Merlin had known that he would be lost without Arthur, without the grounding bond that linked more than just their destinies. After Merlin lost Arthur, the warlock couldn’t stay within the walls of Camelot. Arthur had known, they had both known that in the end, and Guinevere had led in Arthur’s stead far better than Merlin ever could have. Merlin had never really returned to Camelot again; it didn’t feel the same. The only time he had tried venturing past the lower towns, everyone had kept looking at his arm and he couldn't. 

The vibrant colors that had burned and etched into their soulmark from the first moment Merlin had spoken to Arthur had drained with Arthur's death.

Thank you so much for your wonderful ask. <3

#thank you for the ask! #asks and answers #excuse my typos love #i could talk about wips all day #your interactions feed my muse #dark sabriel #merthur #wips #archangel michael #sam winchester #the angst i love it

[headcanonasks]

With Loki season 2 coming out at the end of the summer, I decided it's time to post some office AU prompts! (because we'd pay to see our blorbos goof around in business casual) 

There are two prompt lists, platonic and romantic. 

As always, feel free to use these prompts for fanfiction or original fiction! Consider tagging me though- I’d love to see what you’ve written!

And please don't hate me for the last prompt… I ran out of ideas…

Platonic

Character A gets a promotion that includes a new office and personal assistants/secretaries. Unfortunately, the secretaries are Character B and Character C, the two most notorious troublemakers in the company. Character A comes to the office one day to find their desk is missing. 

A hurricane turns an office building into a makeshift shelter for a hundred or so people- plus the office workers, who are still expected to work due to a misunderstanding with corporate.

Character D sets up an elaborate treasure hunt in the office for Character A, B, and C. The twist? …Character D locked themselves in the broom closet where they hid the “treasure” and refuses to call for help and ruin their treasure hunt.

The office Christmas party episode: Someone spiked the punch and now the boss is drunk. The boss proceeds to embarrass every one of their employees with cheesy pick-up lines, bad dance moves, and worst of all: dad jokes.

Romantic 

Character A has always resented Character B for stealing a promotion from them. When Character A gets stuck working with Character B, they expect their hostility to be returned. What they don't expect is Character B flirting with them.

Character A proposes to Character B during an important meeting. Things go horribly wrong- but do they still get married?

Character A accidentally submits a paper with Character B's name in a heart. The person in charge of filing paperwork is a huge gossip. Character B is an oblivious idiot. Everything that can go wrong will. 

The office Christmas party episode: Character A has been trying to find a convenient time to confess their love for Character B for months, and thinks they'll finally have their chance at the office Christmas party. But when they discover that the "office Christmas party" is actually a yearly raid on a rival company, will they still be able to find the right moment to confess how they feel?

#writing prompts #fanfiction prompts #office au #au prompts #loki series #headcanons n stuff

[marveldiaries]

🥀 angst | ☁️ fluff | ✨ faves | 🔥 smut

🪐 already on notes | 🍂 to be read

Loki 1

By lokiprompts

Burning words 🥀☁️ - Loki is terrified to tell you that he loves you, but a whispered confession in the dark throws him for a loop.

Melodies For Wellness 🍂 one | two | three | four | five | six | seven | eight - AU - Negotiations with Norway are taking longer than expected to set up New Asgard. Meanwhile, Asgardians make Stark Tower their new temporary home.

Appropriate 🍂 one | two - Loki is banished to Midgard and he has to live an average life as penance...and you, a social worker, is there to help him along the way.

By darkserenity24

Freedom and Forgiveness 🍂 - When the infamous God of Mischief escapes his cell in the basement of the Avengers Tower, he accidentally comes across you while looking for revenge.

By teamatsumu

Broken Mirrors 🍂 prologue | one | two | three | four | five | epilogue - On Tony’s request, Loki agrees to help him undo some ancient curses on objects. During his work, he finds a girl trapped in a mirror.

I Think He Knows ☁️ - You’re suspicious that Loki can read your mind so you decide to test that theory.

Lessons Learned 🍂 - In order to learn magic, Thor invites you to stay in Asgard for a while, offering his brother Loki to be your teacher.

See Him Again ☁️ - The reader goes back in time to 2012 and sees Loki for the first time since his death. Alternative ending.

Confused 🍂 - You’re oblivious to how Loki feels. He does nothing to help the situation.

Trust Me ☁️ - The reader has to trust Loki during a mission when he turns out to be the only man who can save them both.

Dance With Me 🍂 - The reader needs to learn how to dance, and quick. Loki offers to help.

Deserving ☁️🥀✨ - To him, he’s a monster. To her, he’s her everything.

Nightmares 🍂 - You have nightmares about him in the night. And you daydream about him in the day.

Seven Days, Seven Books ☁✨ - Someone is leaving books on your table, with love confessions highlighted in them for you to find.

I’ll Be Human ☁️ - It’s the reader’s job to teach Loki to be nice. She falls in love with him along the way.

Dreams of You ☁️ - he has nightmares and he wakes up one night and the reader helps him get back to sleep.

By thelovelylolly

Comfort 🥀☁️ - you go comfort Loki in the dungeons after Frigga's funeral.

By maple-seed

Thrown 🍂 - After the timelines have broken free, Loki decides that all he wants is to join Thor in New Asgard. Now Loki helps his brother in rebuilding a home for the displaced people of Asgard while simultaneously learning to live a universe where it feels like this is the last place he should be. He wants nothing to do with the humans living nearby, but one in particular is not getting the message.

By spicyhiddles

Wounded 🥀✨ - The reader checks on Loki in his chambers following a heated argument between Loki and Thor.

By lokiandbuckysdoll

Cockwarming Loki 🔥

Gimme little sign 🍂 - When you’re invited to the annual ball in Asgard things get revealed between yours and Loki’s close friendship. 

By writingliv

Love you again 🥀 - Loki comes into your universe after destroying the TVA, hoping to live what he had watched the other Loki experience. You, however, have been grieving the death of your Loki for years and cannot seem to accept him. 

A lucky god 🥀☁️ - A classic wounded realization of mutual affection.

By mochie85

Midsummer pining 🍂 - It's summer in Asgard and you and your brother, Hogun, have come to stay with the royal family for the season before you are presented to society.

Pheromones 🔥

By michelleleewise

Chocolate and promises 🍂 - your friendship with Loki and grown over the last two years, until something threatened to take it away.

Bewitched 🔥

By last-herondale

You belong here, with me ☁️ - reader is hidden on Asgard while the Avengers fight a threat for her back on Earth. Loki is stuck being the host, but he really doesn’t mind.

By earlgreydream

Anxious ☁️ - being really anxious at one of tony's parties and finding comfort slow dancing with loki to get ur mind off it.

By lokisninerealms

Memories to bake 🍂 - Loki never used to celebrate his birthday until you came along to give him new experiences.

By lady-rose-moon

Library meet cute 🍂

By anonymousfiction211

Cuddles 🍂

By chickenfics

Security blanket ☁️ - The reader can’t sleep thanks to a true crime podcast. In their anxiety, they seek out comfort from a certain God of Mischief.

By fluffyfantasticducky

Focus on the good 🍂 - Loki is overwhelmed dealing with being accused as a traitor, although this time he's innocent. But this time, he is not the man he used to be, and he has you by his side.

By tripleyeeet

Sorry for dying 🍂 - After going through the motions of his death, Loki decides to pay you an unexpected visit.

By mischievzx

Lose you twice 🍂 epilogue | one | two | three | four - After losing the love of your life to the mad titan, it seemed like there was no hope for the future. That is, until a rather interesting idea flashes your mind.

By acciotherapists

Protective 🍂 - Abusive relationship dynamics, reader's boyfriend is toxic, abuse is implied, Loki being an adorable bean.

By st4rymoon

Cockwarming Loki 🔥

By ladychota

Come home 🍂 - Y/n left Loki to keep him safe and prevent him from getting hurt, but her actions had the opposite effect.

I missed you 🍂 - The Avengers leave for a mission, leaving you and Loki alone in the compound to do whatever you want... but something unexpected happens.

Terrified 🥀☁✨ - Loki wakes up after one of his nightmares distraught.

All good things 🍂 - Loki invites Y/n to his place for a date.

I'm fine 🍂 - Loki's been avoiding Y/n after a mission and she wants to know why.

By heliads

Empath 🍂 - a super kind empath Avenger and comforts Loki, who also has been recruited as an Avenger (very reluctantly) but is still a bit ostracized from everyone else on the team.

By lokidokieokie

When silence speaks 🍂 - When the compound gets attacked, Loki's mind is on one person only: you.

#mine

[seleswrites]

got tagged in a WIP ask game by @mister-eames​​ -- thank you!  sorry it took a bit, i got very anxious about sharing anything haha.

I have SO many WIPs (fics and originals), but not a lot I feel that I can share a decent prose of; not the best at summaries, but, send me a number and I’ll share an excerpt! 

✨1 - Untitled: “Good Day to be a Dog” AU - Arthur centric (Inception) 

Arthur and Mal’s family is cursed to turn into a dog after their first kiss, with it only breaking when they are returned a kiss by the same person. However after a New Year’s faculty party gone wild, he has no idea who he kissed that night. Cue trying to figure that out, all the while Mal keeps teasing him.

It’s supposed to be an open-ended short inspired by the ‘teachers’ prompt from AU-gust, but uh, my maniac self wants to give different endings for different ships lol… ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

✨2 - Untitled Selina/psychic-but-weird!Reader, referenced BatCat | post The Batman

Selina probably shouldn’t have stopped at a roadside cafe stuck dead in the 50’s. She should have left when the waitress warned her about the food. She should have definitely left when said waitress asked to read her fortune. But, damn it, how the hell did she know about Selina’s time with the Batman all the way in Bludhaven?

✨3 - UMBRA | The Batman | intended endgame BatCatReader, Falcone/Reader (note: toxic)

Sometimes you have to sell your soul to the devil to keep alive. When the devil is the mob boss Carmine Falcone, you really wonder if a forced contract to the actual Devil would have been kinder.

Dark fic. Wanted to play with writing being in a toxic relationship and the way people have to survive doing things not in their morals. Unsure if polyam or triangle of sorts as I’m still working through it while writing it.

✨4 - “Hardly Safe” - Doctor Who | 11th Doctor, Amy, Rory, Companion Reader/OC

Traveling with the Doctor never gets old; but when an adventure starts to turn sour as people’s memories -- even the Doctor’s -- get altered as people are dying, it’s down to the group to see what is going on in this tiny village and try to save the dwindling population from whatever is out there.

I know what the ‘monster’ is and if anyone knows DnD, you might know too. ;) 

✨5 - Four of a Kind | Ariadne/Arthur/Eames/OFC | Inception | Pre, during, post movie events What do you do when you have no OT4s but you want to write one? Add an OC to your OT3 lol. Basically having fun with this one as it’s a relationship/character study. 

“Never in a million years would she think she’d be helping Cobb on a heist. But she owes Arthur, and if he says they need her, then who was she to argue if inception could really work or not?”

Honorable mentions (that don’t have prose but I’m excited for !!): 

✨ tattoo shop/floral shop AriArtEames (Inception) | Eames is a tattoo shop owner, Ariadne is working at her family member’s/close friend’s floral shop, and Arthur is their tired accountant  ✨ crack-taken-seriously idea of a reincarnated Loki (MCU) as a cat, who gets adopted by a 30-40 something catlady that’s telling off a TVA agent from collecting him because “no, that’s my son, how dare you” (and no i haven’t yet watched the full series yet don’t at me, i don’t care for canon) ✨sister story/long fic of “The Ghosts We Carry” | Maximoff Twins/Reader (MCU), basically reader/oc is a vampiric mutant version of Rogue and/or Copycat (cuz I love the idea of blood magic in any variation) ✨ An Ariadne/Mal (Inception) short short inspired by AUgust theme: ghost ✨”In Love but Doomed from the Start”, Dream Husbands (Arthur/Eames) | Inception, possibly a dark soulmate au? ✨”The Dream Team goes to Hell” | D&D fusion where the team goes to one of the levels of hell to rescue Cobb from a devil that looks like Mal (to which the very much alive Mallorie is NOT happy about).

I dunno, do people even want to read stories with OCs? If I could make these ideas original, I would but like, I also wanna just have fun and write stories i wanna see lol  

I don’t feel too comfortable tagging others, so if you see this and you wanna do it, please go for it! (And totally okay to tag me, I’d love to see what you’re working on <3)

#ssly thank you for tagging me hon #never done this before at all #totally didn't do the honorable mentions as a way to force myself to write them #no not at all lmao #tag game #long post #my wips #seles writes #seles talks #and these are the ideas i felt comfortable sharing #i have way more

[five-rivers]

@lucifer-is-a-bag-of-dicks came up with this op!Danny/Marvel AU!

BTW I need help naming this newest proof that I can't keep anything to a short little one-shot.

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Loki was not, and never had been, a good man. For that matter, whether or not he’d ever been a good boy was debatable. His mother would argue that he had, but she would very likely be the only one. Well, except for Thor, perhaps, but that was because he was an idiot who could drown in three inches of nostalgia. Like he didn’t remember every time Loki had humiliated him. Maybe he didn’t, for all that he kept falling for the same trick over and over again.

It made Loki’s late nights studying the arts of illusion, misdirection, and lying seem redundant. Almost. Not everyone was as dense as his big brother.

No. Loki had never been a good man. He had, however, been a free man.

Free to run or hide. Free to explore the nooks and crannies of Asgard, to uncover her secrets in ways few cared to do. Free to walk hidden paths between the Nine Realms and even farther flung territories, where his people did not and had never ruled, to play games, make deals, have adventures, take risks. To be. To exist as his own creature.

He had been free. He had.

But on one of those little secret excursions, he had discovered something that had made even his flippant, slippery heart clench with fear. A ravening plague, spreading across the stars. The death of half of everything on the horizon.

Loki was not a good man. What cause did he have to care for all the sundry others in the universe? There were too many. It was too much to ask.

But Asgard—His home, even though the had long ago realized the blood in his veins originated on very different soil. That was different.

Asgard, he could help. Asgard could survive.

But it had to be strong. It had to have strong allies. None of this barely-held peace, this enemy eternally at their gates. It needed strong leadership. Not his brother’s simplistic view and longing for the glory of war.

Loki was not a good man. But he was one who could get things done.

Before he knew it, he had burned all his bridges behind him. In one case, a literal bridge that was literally broken.

And he fell.

And he fell.

And he fell right into the hands of the one he had feared enough to do this. Broken enough for poison to drip into the cracks. No one knew where he was, no one could know where he was, except, perhaps, Heimdal, and Loki sincerely doubted Heimdal cared. No one was coming for him. No one was looking for him. No rescue was forthcoming.

He was alone.

Asgardians were considered gods for a reason. Their bodies and minds were much more resilient than the average mortal’s. But Thanos’s people had been titans, and there was a reason for that, too.

Thanos enjoyed breaking him.

And Loki turned his lies on himself. A skilled master of games always had one gifted opponent, even alone. Hadn’t he wanted to rule? To command? To see a world, any world, prostrate at his feet? To be given the recognition and praise of which he was so worth?

To pull something, anything, out of the fire?

(If he had spent less time learning how to spin lies and more on how to see the truth, he might not have believed it. A better, wiser, man would have. But Loki was not a good man. And he was very skilled in his craft.)

So, his new master put a weapon in his hands, and he went off to conquer a world.

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Danny was used to rude awakenings. He was used to those rude awakenings being full body chills and ghosts, not someone knocking on his door.

Blearily, he pulled himself out from under the blankets. Quasi-military government facility or not, the beds were comfortable. Maybe Mom or Dad had gotten themselves locked out of their room? Or Jazz—No, not Jazz, she hadn’t come with them. She was at college, not being flown places by Mom and Dad’s suspiciously generous new consulting job.

At least it wasn’t the GIW.

He stood on tiptoe (curse his perpetually short body) to peer out the peephole. His parents’ buff, one-eyed, and incredibly imposing new boss stood in front of the door, hands on his hips, slightly sweeping back his long dark coat. If Danny listened carefully, he could hear two other people near the door, and… was that an alarm? Yes. Faint, but present, was a warning klaxon.

Okay. Danny would bet his right arm that something had gone horribly wrong with whatever his parents were consulting on. Didn’t explain why the boss was in front of his door.

Unless they’d gotten the rooms mixed up, somehow?

Ugh. Danny wasn’t paid enough to deal with this.

He opened the door. “What-?”

“Phantom,” intoned eyepatch guy with great solemnity.

Danny immediately tried to close the door. The guy stuck his foot in the jamb, and, sure, Danny could have crushed it, but that would be a jerk move. He didn’t think this guy was going for a pirate look, after all.

“We need your help.”

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“I’m not sure what you think I can help you with,” yelled Danny over the beating of the helicopter blades. He’d remained stubbornly in human form. “My parents are the scientists. This sounds like a science thing. Not a punching-people thing.”

“We spoke to them earlier,” said Fury, “and we have plenty of scientists working on the theories they brought up. You’re the one with practical experience.”

“Practical experience in what?”

“Interdimensional portals,” said the woman, who had yet to introduce herself.

As if this whole thing wasn’t already giving him a bad feeling. “My parents built an interdimensional portal. Again, you should be talking to them. They’re the ones you’re paying.”

“We could pay you, too,” said Fury, “but we assumed you would want to avoid letting your parents know about this, as you’re still a minor and they have control of your bank accounts.”

Danny stared flatly. “This is blackmail.”

“We aren’t threatening you,” pointed out the woman.

“Emotional blackmail,” said Danny, glaring, daring her to challenge him on whether or not he actually knew what blackmail was.

In the meantime, the helicopter landed. Danny unbuckled and hopped out, trailing slightly awkwardly behind Fury and the woman. He didn’t want to stand out, but he suspected that, being the only kid here and being in the general vicinity of Fury, who radiated authority, that was a lost cause.

“This is Agent Coulson. Coulson, this is Phantom.”

Danny’s mouth went dry(er) at how casual the introduction was. His eyes went nervously to all the other people running around the field. With all the noise, it was unlikely anyone had heard, but still…

“Can you not? Secret identity and all? Unless you’ve told everyone herealready, which, rude.”

Fury sighed. “How bad is it?” he asked Coulson.

“We’re not sure,” said Coulson. “That’s the problem. Big fan of your work, by the way,” he added as an aside to Danny. He glanced at the woman. “Agent Hill.”

“Background?” asked Fury as he led the way into the building.

“The first energy surge was four hours ago. Dr. Selvig’s equipment picked it up – He’s the head scientist on this project.”

“Dr. Selvig isn’t authorized to test,” said Fury. “We wanted to run his plans by the Fentons.”

“He wasn’t testing. He wasn’t even in the room. He called it ‘spontaneous advancement.’”

“It turned itself on?”

“What are the energy levels?” asked Fury before Hill’s question could be answered.

“Climbing,” said Coulson.

“Mr. Fenton,” said Fury, “any comments?”

“Look, I don’t even know what this thing that you built looks like or what it’s a door to.” Danny frowned as a thought occurred to him. “You’re not expecting me to fight whatever comes out of it, are you? Because, unless you’ve got a ghost portal down there, I can’t make guarantees.”

“It’s called the Tesseract,” said Coulson. “It’s supposed to be a connection to the other side of space. A source of unlimited energy. At least,” there was a note of humor in his voice despite the evacuation taking place around them, “that’s what the scientists say.”

“A door to space?” asked Danny, firmly shoving down his excitement at the prospect. “Like, a Stargate?” It was no good, he could practically feel himself sparkling. He took a firm grip of his core and reminded himself he might need to fight before the end of the day.

“Well, no,” said Coulson. “It’s this little… cube… thing.” He made a shape with his hands.

“Oh,” said Danny, mind still whirring. “You know, if it’s really a tesseract, it isn’t a cube in just three dimensions, so bigger things could come out of it than you’d think.” He’d seen some weird portals in the Ghost Zone.

“Well, right now, we’re just getting energy.” They entered a large room with an extremely sci-fi setup. It looked like they were planning to shoot some kind of laser across the room onto a platform surrounded by strange-looking panels. There were men with guns scattered around in what was probably a well thought out formation Danny couldn’t see. There was also a dude with a bow sitting up in the rafters. He frowned down at Danny as he noticed Danny noticing him.

“Dr. Selvig!”

“Director!”

“What do we know?”

Danny allowed himself to be distracted by the centerpiece of the room, a piece of machinery built around what was indeed a little cube thing. He tilted his head and approached, trying to get a better view of it around the people in lab coats and protective gear currently swarming it. He caught mention of radiation a grimaced.

It was unlikely to kill him, but, really, everyone here should probably be wearing more PPE. You never knew what was going to come out of an interdimensional portal, after all. Except trouble. Trouble was a pretty safe bet.

It was pretty. Blue. Reminded him a little of a blue raspberry ice pop. Part of him wanted to lick it. Which was stupid. He didn’t want to wind up half what-ever-lived-on-the-other-side on top of his regular ghost nonsense.

“Mr. Fenton?”

Danny jumped and turned, refocusing on the adults, who had multiplied while he’d been daydreaming. The guy with the bow had joined them.

“Mr. Fenton? Like the Doctors Fenton I spoke to earlier?” asked Selvig.

“Yeah, it’s—”

This, of course, was when everything decided to explode. Sort of.

The blue cube shot out a beam of energy that had more than a little in common with the Fenton Bazooka’s portal setting. The beam terminated on the platform, a portal rapidly forming.

Danny slid into a fighting stance, and barely even noticed as blue energy washed over the room, throwing many less-prepared people back.

Something shaped like a man stepped through the portal.

Danny did not break his stance. Still. “An alien,” he whispered, eyes wide. If they were friendly, maybe they’d answer his questions about space. If they weren’t friendly, maybe they’d answer his questions about space after Danny beat them up.

(Danny did not go ghost. Did not even think about going ghost. There were too many people here, and the space was too open.)

Fury attempted to negotiate. Danny approved. Not everything that came through an interdimensional portal was necessarily evil.

Except this guy apparently was. Go figure. He could also deflect bullets and was very good with throwing knives, which led to Danny having to pull several of the gun guys out of their own line of fire as well as the alien’s line of knife. Who would have thought an alien’s weapon of choice would be throwing knives? The energy-blasting spear was much more in line with his expectations.

The bow guy proved to be more competent than the gun guys. This didn’t really surprise Danny. Bow guy sort of had to be competent. Otherwise, no way would they let him go around with a bow. Like, seriously. A bow.

Even so, bow guy was fighting an alien and—

“You have heart,” said the alien, raising the spear.

Danny pushed bow guy out of the way, and his mind fuzzed out.

(The human part of it, anyway.)

.

Loki didn’t know what a child was doing here, and he didn’t particularly care. The boy would do for a hostage, at least. He had a mission he had to fulfil, or else…

Or else.

“Please don’t,” he said turning with a shadow of his usual lazy affect, vaguely insulted that the human thought he could be sneaker that him, “I still need that.”

The human went on and on, apparently burdened with the delusion that he was on the same level as Loki.

Loki was burdened with other things. A glorious purpose. Glad tidings. Freedom. What could be better than freedom?

“A world free from what?” asked the human.

“From freedom,” said Loki, and wasn’t that what he believed, now? Wasn’t that what he’d been shown? “Freedom is life’s great lie.” He would know. He was an excellent liar. “Once you accept that, in your heart—” He batted away an arrow and tsked. “Shield me, boy,” he demanded. Had Thanos misrepresented the scepter’s powers? Or was the boy merely—

A dome of green surrounded him and the boy, thrumming with magic the likes of which he had only seen once, in a tome thrice forbidden.

“Oh,” said Loki, almost purring. “You are interesting. What are you?”

“Half human, half ghost,” replied the boy, tersely.

Loki had never heard of such a creature. No matter. He’d be sure to make good use of him.

“Grab the scientist,” he said, nodding at the balding man who had been with his brother when he’d fought the Destroyer in the desert.

Loki wanted the archer. He seemed interesting. Useful.

.

Fenton was under thrall. Phantom knew what that felt like. A hundred feet under red water, trying not to drown, whispers everywhere. Pulling. Pushing. Prodding.

This was different, but the principle was the same.

Neither half of him could truly ‘fight’ the other. Fenton and Phantom were a single entity. Not two in lockstep. Even so.

Fenton grabbed onto Dr. Selvig, as ordered. Phantom made sure that was all they did.

“What are you doing, boy?” snapped Loki. “Follow me! Bring the scientist.”

And so, they followed.

.

Loki breathed. Acquiring Barton had been the right choice. The boy was powerful, but, perhaps because of his unique biology, did not have Barton’s presence of mind, and couldn’t have led him to such wonderful allies.

Allies.

These weren’t truly his allies. Nor were they subjects. They were…

Loki forced himself to breathe. He just had to follow the mission. Follow the mission, let Thanos’s army through. He’d been promised this world. He would have this world.

And then he could be… His mind stuttered over the next word, and he shook his head, trying to drive out the painful buzz of Thanos’s herald and mouthpiece trying to contact him.

He looked up at the drones bustling around, all according to his will. Except the boy, who stared at him, somehow managing to be both utterly blank and challenging at the same time.

He was alone, here.

He was alone.

But what did it matter? Bad men always wound up alone, and Loki… Loki could never be a good man.

#danny phantom #marvel cinematic universe #avengers #dannymay 2021 #dannymay 2021 day 28: alone #dannymay #danny phantom x marvel cinematic universe crossover #op!Danny/Marvel #Not much op!Danny yet tho

[applerubyy]

Ciao Adios

Summary: When you find your boyfriend cheating on you yo decide to expose him in the pettiest way you can think of.

Pairing: Steve Rogers x Reader (some Loki x Reader if you squint)

Word Count: 4k

Warnings: Cheating and cursing (I think that’s it?)

A/N: Hi! So this is my first time writing and posting anything here so if its terrible please tell me nicely :). This is some AU where everyone lives and all is happy ok? Also english is not my first language so I apologize in advance for any grammar or spelling mistakes. Anyway, if it turns out that some of you like it I think I’d be willing to do a part 2 if you like. Hope you enjoy it! <3. Btw, the gif is not mine so credit to whoever made it.

Crack. That’s the sound of your heart breaking, ripped to pieces in just a few seconds. And no, you were not exaggerating. Seeing your boyfriend kissing someone else while taking off their clothes would do that to a person. And in his office of all places.

How did you not see that coming? They had a lot in common and they did spend a lot of time together but you were just so naïve thinking that he was the most trust-worthy person ever that you looked the other way and believed him when he told you she was “just a friend”. 

Just a friend my ass you thought as you calmly walked to your room. No running, that would draw attention to you and you didn’t need that. No crying either, because once you started you wouldn’t be able to stop. Walking down the hallway and taking the elevator to your floor feels like it takes forever. 

Time is funny that way. It has that annoying tendency to slow down or speed up at the worst times. Like when you were in college and the clock seemed to literally stop, you would look at the time and it was 10:20 am and check again after what felt like half an hour for it to be 10:25 am. Or like when you are having fun with your friends at a club and you see it’s 12:30 but when you look again a few minutes later it’s 2:40. Right now it feels like the former, time seems to have slowed down. Maybe Dr. Strange did something to it? No, that’s stupid, he wouldn’t play with time that way.

Finally the elevator pings open and you rush to your room. Well, it’s not only your room anymore. You share it with him and everything is a reminder of what you just saw. The art supplies on the desk by the window, the famous shield leaning against the wall near the door, the messy bed where you sleep together every night …

And every single thing brings tears to your eyes until finally, the dam breaks and you let the tears fall down. You bring your hand to your mouth to muffle a sob that brings you to your knees. Crying is the only thing you can do right now because your brain is stuck on a loop. All you can see is Steve kissing her, unbuttoning her shirt with one hand while the other grabbed her ass. And all you can hear are their moans, Sharon’s whimper when he touched her and his groan as he did so. 

And now you are full on crying and choking on air because that scene keeps replaying itself over and over no matter how much you want it to stop. And you do, Gosh you do because there is so much your heart can take and this is too much. It shatters you in more ways than one. It makes you question everything you thought you knew about him, about her, about your relationship and about yourself.

You remember the first time you met him. You were already in college and looking for an internship. Luckily you happened to be the niece of the one and only Pepper Potts. And who wouldn’t want to work near Earth's mightiest heroes? You sure did. You were studying journalism and communications in New York and working with the Avengers was the ultimate dream, one that was about to come true.

Your first day was uneventful, it consisted mainly of coffee runs, delivering files and passing messages along. That was until your third coffee run where you ran straight into a wall, well actually it wasn’t a wall but it felt like it. The coffee spilled everywhere, on your clothes and his, and you were going to fall on your butt if it wasn’t for him grabbing your arms to steady you. Imagine your surprise when you looked up to see Captain America himself.

And that’s the moment your love story started. It seemed like something straight out of a romantic comedy and you loved it. It started with flirting, a date and then another, him asking you to be his girlfriend and finally asking you to move in once you graduated. It felt like a fairytale.

Tony wasn't very happy about you and the Capsicle but he saw how happy you were so he tried to be happy too. Tony was your uncle even if you didn’t share any blood. Growing up you would visit your aunty Pepper in New York and he was always around, you even stayed at his house when Pepper and him had to work. So, you two became really close even before he became Iron Man and started dating your aunt. 

The same thing happened with Rhody. Your close relationship with Tony meant you were close to him too, seeing as he was one of the most important people in his life. Rhody treated you like his niece and was the only one he didn’t make fun of which you took as the ultimate compliment. 

So those three you knew before you started working at the compound and before Steve. But once you started working there you met the rest of the Avengers. Being Pepper and Tony's niece and Steve's girlfriend meant they all wanted to get to know you. 

You met Bruce Banner, the Hulk, and you became really close. But that was thanks to his close relation with Tony and all the time you spent with him working on his social media presence to make sure people saw him as more than just the green monster who smashes things. After a while of working there they promoted you and now you manage the Avengers social media.

Nat and Wanda became your best friends from the moment you met. You just clicked and hung out as much as possible, being the only girls on the team meant they were really happy to have another female added to the mix. As for Vision, he liked you because Wanda did, simple as that.

Bucky and Sam were the funniest people ever, their constant bickering always brought a smile to your face and they welcomed you with open arms. Happy that their friend had finally found someone to be with.

Thor and Clint were like the fun uncles you got to see every once in a while. The God of Thunder was like an excited puppy and would hug you till you couldn’t breath every time he came to Earth and Clint would joke around with you and FaceTime you when he was with his kids because they loved you (“best babysitter ever” that called you).

You met Peter when he started working for your uncle. He was a sweet kid and your love of memes, vines and pop culture made you instant friends. He would ask you for advice on girls and tell you science jokes.

But we all know not all fairytales have a happy ending and this one definitely didn’t. You’re feeling so many things at once. There’s anger, sadness, jealousy and something else you can’t put your finger on. You keep crying and are unable to move from your kneeling position on the floor. Checking the clock you realize you’ve been on the floor crying for an hour so you stand up.

Taking a shower seems like the best thing to do, your head is pounding and your face is all puffy. As you shower it hits you, that other feeling swirling around is inevitability. In a way you always thought he was too good for you, you always thought he would eventually get tired of you and trade you for someone else. 

It just hurt too much that it was her, the woman he shared so much with. The niece of Peggy Carter, his first love. An agent of S. H. I. E. L. D.  Someone who risked their life for the world like he did. Someone prettier. Someone better than you.

Yeah, you were definitely on a self-pity party. But you needed to be miserable for a while, to cry it all out, to hurt so that you could move on to the next stage of grief: anger. And when that came, there was no stopping you.

You weren’t a mean person, or a petty one. You gave everyone countless opportunities and forgave way too easily so you never really got angry. But when you did, when you said enough is enough, yeah, you better watch out. That could be the meanest bitch you ever met and she had no mercy.

So you got out of the shower, dried yourself and started getting ready. Tony was throwing yet another party about who knows what and you were not missing it. You liked parties, they were the perfect excuse for wearing pretty dresses and putting on make up. And tonight you were going all out. 

Your inner bitch was concocting a plan and you were going with it.

You hear the door open and prepare yourself to put on the best acting of your life. You take a deep breath and in the sweetest voice you can muster say: “Steve is that you babe?”

“Yeah doll it’s me” you hear him say. A few second later he pops into the bedroom and gives you a peck on the lips as you continue with your makeup.

“How was your day?” Steve asks as he takes off his clothes, probably to take a shower. “I missed you today, i went by your office but you weren’t there” he says with a small frown between his eyes. You could stare at his blue eyes forever but snap out of it when you remember what he did. 

“Oh not much, i left work earlier to get ready for tonight” you answer. Shit your work. You really did leave like that, but after tonight hopefully they’ll understand. “You should start getting ready, the party starts in thirty minutes”.

He smiles at you and tells you he’s going to take a quick shower before getting dressed. He goes to the bathroom and you feel like breaking the mirror but instead take a few deep breaths and remind yourself he’s getting what he deserves later on. With that in mind you finish applying you makeup and smile at yourself, you look good. Moving on to your hair you decide to do some loose waves and that’s it, you really don’t know how to make those complicated updos.

Steve gets out of the shower and starts putting on his suit. Men really do have it easier you think to yourself when you see all the work you had to do and he just showers and that’s it.

You take your dress out of the closet and admire it. It really is beautiful. It has a deep plunging neckline that shows a lot of cleavage and is skin tight with a slit on one side. The fact that it is silver with sequins makes it even better. Pepper helped you pick this dress. 

You put on the dress and admire yourself in the mirror. You look good. Behind you, you hear a whistle and turn around to see Steve watching you lust in his eyes. He comes closer and grabs you by the waist, pulling you to him.

“You look stunning” he says as he wets his bottom lip. “I can’t wait to take it off of you when we get back”. Lying cheating bastard.

“Can't wait” you lie as you wrap your arms around his neck and kiss him. This is just a kiss goodbye you tell yourself. One last kiss before he’s out of your life and probably runs to her. Tears threaten to fill your eyes but you hold them down. Not now.

You break the kiss when the need to breathe is too strong. Grabbing his hand you start walking towards the door and say: “Come on, we’re already late”.

——————————————————————————

The party had already started once you walk in and in true Tony fashion it is elegant and extravagant. Everyone is there: S. H. I. E. L. D. agents, the Avengers themselves, politicians and a few famous people. 

You and Steve walk to the bar and order drinks. A whiskey for him and a strawberry daiquiri for you, yes you are that basic but hey, it tastes awesome. He offers you his arm and with drinks in your hands you start looking for your friends. A lot of people stop you on the way, nobody wants to miss an opportunity to talk to Captain America.

One thing, or rather on person, catches your attention: Loki. He’s sitting on one of the cushions alone with a drink in his hand. It’s weird to see him there. Sure, he was redeeming himself for what he did in 2012 and Thor said he was doing better but he rarely left Asgard (he “hated mortals”) and when he did come to Earth it wasn’t for a party.

As if he could feel you staring he turns his head and locks his eyes with yours. You weren’t going to lie, he was gorgeous. He was incredibly tall, had those charming green eyes and was actually funny (but you’d never admit that to anyone). But you were in love with Steve and never saw him as anything more than Thor's hot brother. And everyone in the Avengers was hot so that’s not saying much.

You turn away from him and see Nat and Wanda on the dance floor and you tell Steve you’ll see him later and to go find his friends. He’ll need them after tonight you think to yourself. You greet the girls and start dancing with them, for a moment forgetting about what you saw today and putting Loki out of your mind.

The three of you decided to take a break and order some more drinks. Once at the bar Wanda orders for you and when your drinks arrive you go back to the dance floor. You spend the next few hours dancing, talking to your friends and pretending that nothing's wrong. Talking to Steve and pretending that nothing's wrong. Hugging Steve and pretending that nothing's wrong. Kissing Steve and pretending that nothing's wrong.

The fact that Sharon is at the party doesn’t help at all. When you see her talking or touching him you feel like you’re gonna lose it but you remain strong. You remind yourself of your plan and try to keep them out of your mind.

There’s a small stage at the far end of the room and you see your uncle Tony step on it and grab the microphone.

“Hello everyone and thank you for coming to another one of my amazing parties. I hope you are having a good time and taking advantage of the free bar over there” he points to the other side of the room and continues, “Now for what we have all been waiting for: karaoke! And yes, i want everyone to sing something because that’s the whole point of this. I'm looking at you Manchurian Candidate, you’re singing”.

With that he gets off the stage and passes the mic to Sam who decided to sing a Marvin Gaye song. He’s pretty good actually but you can’t fully concentrate on him because your mind is going a thousand miles an hour for what it’s going to happen later.

More people go up and sing their songs and you applaud when they’re done. Nobody is talking much, they're all too busy either laughing at the others performance, drinking or actually listening to the songs. You’re sitting with Steve to your right, Bruce to your left and the rest of the Avengers nearby. You’re your own little group.

It’s finally your turn and as you walk to the stage you can hear your friends whistling and cheering you on. Once you’re up on the stage you choose the song and start singing. 

Ask you once, ask you twice now

There's lipstick on your collar

You say she's just a friend now

Then why don't we call her?

So you wanna go home with someone

To do all the things you used to do to me

I swear, I know you do

Used to take me out in your fancy car

And make out in the rain

And when I ring you up

Don't know where you are

'Til I hear her say your name

Used to sing along when you played guitar

That's a distant memory

Hope she treats you better than you treated me, ha

As you continue singing you get more and more confident and take the mic. You walk off the little stage and over to your friends while dancing and you can see them smiling, clapping and having fun. They have no idea how much i mean all of this you think. You look at Steve and he’s completely oblivious. Good, you want to take him by surprise. You arrive at your little circle of friends and start singing the chorus.

I'm onto you, yeah you

I'm not your number one

I saw you with her

Kissing and having fun

If you're giving her all of your money and time

I'm not gonna sit here wasting mine on you, yeah, you

Ciao adios, I'm done

Ciao adios, I'm done

Ciao adios, I'm done

You keep dancing and go back to back with Wanda who’s also singing along. You then turn to Nat and she grabs your hand and makes you do a little spin. 

After three, after four times

Why did I bother?

Tell me how many more times

Does it take to get smarter?

Don't need to deny the hurt and the lies

And all of the things you did to me

I swear, I know you did

And now you take her out in your fancy car

And make out in the rain

And when she rings you up

She know where you are

But I know differently

Now she sings along when you play guitar

Making brand new memories

Hope you treat her better than you treated me

You go up to Tony and he starts dancing around you busting out some dad moves. You laugh and keep on singing and dancing.

I'm onto you, yeah you

I'm not your number one

I saw you with her

Kissing and having fun

If you're giving her all of your money and time

I'm not gonna sit here wasting mine on you, yeah, you

Ciao adios, I'm done (I'm done)

Ciao adios, I'm done (no, no, no, no)

Ciao adios, I'm done

If you're giving her all of your money and time

I'm not gonna sit here wasting mine on you, yeah, you

Ciao adios, I'm done

And now you take her out in your fancy car

And make out in the rain

And when she rings you up

She know where you are

But I know differently

Now she sings along when you play guitar

Making brand new memories

Hope you treat her better than you treated me

You walk back to the stage as you sing and step up. You put the mic back into place and sing the last part of the song.

I'm onto you, yeah you

I'm not your number one

I saw you with her (with her)

Kissing and having fun (and fun)

If you're giving her all of your money and time

I'm not gonna sit here wasting mine on you, yeah, you

Ciao adios, I'm done (I'm done)

Ciao adios, I'm done (you get on with your life, I'll get on with my life)

Ciao adios, I'm done

If you're giving her all of your money and time

I'm not gonna sit here wasting mine on you, yeah, you

Ciao adios, I'm done

When you’re done people are clapping and cheering and you look to your friends to see them all smiling. You look at everyone and make a little mock bow and when you straighten you see Loki sitting on the same couch as before. But this time he’s looking at you and he’s laughing, not smiling and cheering but actually laughing.

You look back at your friends and say “Thank you, thank you” with a smile on your face. You continue , “I wanted to dedicate this song to my boyfriend Steve” you point at him.

“In case it wasn’t clear enough, i wanted to tell you that i saw you with Sharon”. You could hear a pin drop. No one was talking and all eyes were on you. This is what you wanted, to humiliate him as much as he did you. And what better way to do it than publicly? Oh but you weren’t done.

You could see Steve's face going pale and nobody knew where to look, if at you or at him. Tony look ready to murder him as did Rhody, Pepper, Peter and Bruce. Thor, Clint and Vision looked shocked. But Bucky, Sam, Nat and Wanda looked guilty.

Your heart breaks a little more when you realize they knew. You can’t really blame Bucky and Sam for not telling you, they were Steve's friends after all. But you thought the girls were your friends, that they would have told you. Apparently you overestimated that friendship.

You keep on smiling and continue “So… I’m breaking up with you. Hope she was a good fuck and wasn’t uncomfortable with the fact that you were once in love with her aunt”. You do a dramatic pause and make a little disgusted face. “Anyway, if I’m lucky i´ll never see you again. Have a great life!”

And with that, you walk off the stage and make your way to your friends. Steve is rooted to the spot and his face is red with embarrassment. You walk up to him, look him straight in the eye and give him an evil smile. He gulps and opens his mouth as if he’s about to say something and then closes it. He does is two more times and still nothing comes out.

You turn to your group and look at Wand and Nat, who can’t seem to be able to look you in the eye. You sigh and say: “Who want enemies when they can have you as their best friends right?”. They look up then and start talking. Telling you how sorry they are and to please forgive them. You raise your hand to silence them and they do.

You go to your aunt and uncle who look like there should be smoke coming out of their ears and say: “I’m gonna stay in a hotel for the night, can’t stand to be here anymore”. Tony scrunches his eyebrows and look at you like you’re crazy.

“Hell no. You’re staying here. We can find him another room to sleep in but you’re not leaving. If anyone’s leaving is Mr. Star-spangled over there” he practically screams the last part as he points at Steve.  

You take a deep breath and hug him. It takes him by surprise but he puts his arms around you. “I appreciate it uncle Tony but i can’t stay at the compound, it just hurts too much” you say as you let go. Turning to your aunt you hug her as well and say: “Thank you for everything but I quit”.

The moment those words leave your mouth everyone starts talking at the same time telling you how crazy you are and to think about it. You just smile at them and tell them you already made up your mind. “I'm gonna go pack a bag and ask Happy to take me to a hotel nearby. Please make sure he doesn’t follow” you say as you point to a still red-faced Captain America. 

With that you turn around and leave. The room is silent for a few seconds before you hear your friends all screaming at Steve. You look around for a second and notice that Loki is staring at you with a smirk on his face. When you look him in the eye he raises his glass at you ant takes a sip. 

You give him a small smile and walk through the doors towards the elevator.  

#steve rogers x reader #captain america x reader #steve rogers imagine #captain america imagine #avengers #avengers imagine #loki x reader #loki imagine #tony stark #steve rogers x y/n #captain america x y/n #steve rogers fanfiction

[the-chaotic-neutral-pansexual]

Planned Works/Ideas for October

Hello everyone, as I mentioned previously I’ve been working on some stuff. I also have been feeling very inspired as of late and will be writing some more. I wanted to get this October started off right so here is a list of some things that will be coming your way hopefully sooner than later. I don't feel comfortable giving exact dates because as I've mentioned before certain factors can cause my writing schedule to be sporadic (also why I will not be participating in kinktober) Since some ideas are more developed than others his list will be separated into three categories:

Full ideas

People/characters who will be getting works

Ideas/tropes that I want to write about

Let's Begin!

First up here are the fully developed ideas that are in progress.

Yoon Hyunsuk (Cix)

Nerd!Hyunsuk x Popular!reader (college au)

The tall, shy, handsome, boy who sits behind you in every class you share has a secret. Like many other people on campus, he was hopelessly in love with you. It began three years ago, freshman year, and every day it only got stronger. Over the years this has led him to do some… questionable things he's not a bad guy by any means he's just an awkward college boy in love. At first, it was innocent just sitting behind you in classes that you shared. He hoped that this would give him some time to gain some confidence to talk to you while still remaining close to you. He really didn’t mean to begin eavesdropping on your conversations or reading your texts over your shoulder, he just wanted to learn more about you before he approached you. But as time went on the worse he got from smelling your hair to following you around campus to lurking your socials to finally finding your dorm room. He told himself that he was just trying to return a jacket you left in class so he racked his brain for all of the information he “gathered” and remembered your room number. It was just supposed to be a quick drop off of the jacket he played out the scenario in his head a thousand times. knock on the door, tell you he picked it up when you forgot it, give it to you, and leave. But, when he knocked on the door it opened slightly you weren’t there but you left it cracked indicating that you would be back soon. The change in circumstances caused him to panic and so he decided to just go in and drop it on your bed as opposed to waiting at your door for you. As soon as he fully entered the room the door closed behind him and after folding your jacket placing it on your bed he goes to leave. Turns out you left your door cracked for a reason, he twists the knob and pulls with all his might but he can’t get it opened. The door jammed and he’s stuck in your room. Before he even gets the chance to panic he hears you right outside the door.

Request

Klaus Mikaelson (TVD/The Originals)

Cursed!KlausxSoulmate!Reader

Klaus kills a woman. Unbeknownst to him, this woman was the soulmate of a powerful witch. In revenge the witch curses him vowing that the day Klaus finds his soulmate they will be made immortal but their soul would be removed leaving an eternal one-sided soulmate connection where Klaus is completely connected to them ( can only love and desire them, unable to hurt or kill them, able to see their thoughts and feel their emotions/pain.etc) but they have no connection to him. The witch finally takes the only reverse to the spell to the grave with him and his wife leaving nobody else to break the spell. The story will center around an interesting toxic yet slightly romantic relationship between Klaus and the reader where over years they are continuously on and off again. Klaus does everything to get the reader to love and stay with him and the reader uses this to their advantage. When they’re together its great but when they’re apart things never go well. In the end, the reader can always leave him but he can never leave them so he takes any measure to keep them by his side.

Choi Soobin (TXT)

Sub!SoobinxDom catgirl!reader

The Cat Owns You Part 2

After returning home from the café Soobin you’re finally able to transform. Now being human you keep up a nice façade for the evening eating dinner and watching television peacefully. Having you around for these few hours has him believing he made the right decision after a while he took you to your room before retiring to his own for the night. He drifts off to sleep happily thinking that he found a simple way to fix his loneliness issue a cute catgirl who resides in the room beside his. Nothing could have prepared him for what would happen a few hours later. Waking up to feel his hands and legs in an uncomfortable position he tries to adjust himself but he can’t, opening his eyes to look he realizes that he’s tied to the 4 sides of his bedpost. Before he can question what’s happening he sees you making your way toward him with the collar he purchased earlier in your hands. You notice that he’s awake but continue on fastening the collar around his throat before positioning yourself to sit on him, straddling his spread body “(Y/N) what’s going on” he asks trying to sound stern but it comes out as more of a whisper as the reality of his situation really begins to set in affecting his body in a way he didn’t expect. “Shhh don’t worry I’ll take care of you” you whisper in his ear sending a shiver through his body. Every second that passes he can feel his resolve fading he knows that he wants whatever is about to happen and soon he won’t be able to say no you know this too. He quickly yet unconvincingly rushes out “ no you can’t do this” causing you to chuckle “ Yes I can, I can do whatever I want you signed the papers” before he can ask what you mean you continue “I own you”

Up next here are some muses that I will be writing about once I find the perfect ideas for them:

Garou (Genshin Impact)

Nejire Kamado (My Hero Academia)

Mina Ashido (My Hero Academia)

Shoto Todoroki (My Hero Academia)

Kazutora Hanemiya (Tokyo Revengers)

Choi Beomgyu (TXT)

Choi Chanhee (The Boyz)

Jeong Jaehyun (NCT)

Park Seonghwa (Ateez)

Wonho (Soloist)

Sunmi (soloist)

Sana (twice)

Beelzebub (Obey Me)

Loki Laufeyson (MCU)

Buckey Barnes (MCU)

Hela Odinson(MCU)

Wanda Maximoff (MCU)

And finally here are some ideas for works (I’m thinking of making a proper prompt list but for now you can request any of these ideas with a muse from above and I will try to fulfill it. Just make sure to specify what type of story you want (fluff, smut, angst, general hcs, drabbles, etc):

Reader is an evil sorcerer and the muse is their loyal familiar

Reader is a succubus and muse is a charge that keeps summoning them

Reader is like Hades and muse is like Persephone

Female Knight reader saves prince muse

Criminal reader goes yandere for normal muse

Opposites attract the big, scary, cold reader and soft cute muse

Muse who is a twitch streamer by day and a camgirl/boy by night

Reader is a Sugar mommy and muse is one of their many sugar babies it starts off fine but then muse falls in love and wants to be readers only one

Dom reader x fem switch muse x sub male muse

Ruler reader x harem

Reader is mean to everyone but muse

Smart tsundere reader dating clingy affectionate himbo/bimbo muse

Fem Joker type reader x male Harley type muse

Reader is an engineer who finds robot muse and fixes them

Vampire queen reader and yandere muse servant who wants to be readers walking blood bag

Hero reader saves muse from a yandere and muse becomes yandere

Demon reader x angel muse

A muse who keeps trying to kill a reader that they don’t know is invulnerable reader knows muse is trying to kill them but doesn’t stop them because they think it’s cute.

#dom!reader #sub!idol #sub!kpop #cix fluff #cix x reader #hyunsuk x reader #sub!cix #txt x reader #soobin x reader #sub!soobin #catgirl #the vampire diares imagine #the originals #the originals x reader #klaus mikealson x reader #upcoming #wips #yandere scenarios

[worstloki]

Loki: your wish is my command

Loki: unless i don't want to do it

Loki: then i won't

#all these AUs where Loki’s stuck working for people #as if he wouldn't oppose anything you ask him to do on sheer principle #as if being magically bound to serve someone would stop him making the most of the situation #and what's up with people commenting on Loki's pride in fics #I daresay Loki flaunts himself but I'd also argue any doubts in his esteem would stop that being a weak point #oohhhhh now I want a fic where some sorts of punishments crash and burn because Loki just isn't effected #you know those Avengers-era fics where Loki's been handed over to the Avengers to serve a sentence and/or do what they say? #that except Clint doesn't understand why threatening to use the sceptre to control him in return leaves him unfazed and shrugging #Tony would go for pride I think since he made fun of the showboating hmmm would probably ask Loki to kneel or do weird house chores #I just imagine Loki gets to cleaning and whistles as he goes because hey this is relaxing after whatever the h*ck Thanos' goons were #Natasha prodding for answers on his suicide but Loki doesn't mind sharing bc Thanos already messed with his head to relive it over and over #Loki be like 'free therapist! finally i won't have to practice telling my sob story to a cell wall to work through it!! :D!!!' #i reckon Clint/Nat could team up with the questions actually and maybe even poke at Loki with the adopted/jotun thing #Thor insists Loki needs to relearn how to be good and keeps trying to instill morals in him but Loki's actually the one helping Thor out #idk about Steve but he can argue that he'd beat the dictatorship fascism out of him hsggsaDUSHSHisduhi cue sparring matches #sparring matches where Loki isn't supposed to fight back and/or solely defend himself so he can learn what it is to be the 'little guy' #i bet Loki figures Cap gets flustered easily and uses the sparring sessions as stand-up innuendo sessions lmao poor Steve #Bruce ain't a sadist but could request the easiest punishment in everyone's opinions #it involves not talking and just sitting quietly in the lab so he can ethically get blood/tissue samples and observe things like healing #Loki of course only reacts badly to that punishment and it might have to do with scars and remnants of torture maybe maybe not who can say #hmm I like fics where everyone assumes Loki is super evil and guilty and he's just there chilling and accepting any punishment he gets #probably thinks he deserves it but also it'd be a conscious decision to just take the fall so he isn't seen weak or accused of lying

[coldbrewandfangirling]

Betrayal – A Bucky Barnes Fanfic Chapter 53

AU / BuckyxOC

Summary:

Ava is an aspiring journalist, working on her first big story. Her life gets confusing when she meets James Buchanan Barnes, a charming, good-looking man, that she can hardly stay away from. She finds herself falling for him, hard, all while being haunted from ghosts of her past. But she can’t shake the feeling that he is hiding something from her.

chapter 53, in which James tries to save Ava.

CW: violence, blood, knives, death (no major character death)

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word count: 1733

Chapter 53

Slowly the image became clearer again. Ava blinked irritably into the bright light that surrounded her. Her head was pounding loudly in her ears – it was painful. Something damp was sticking to the back of her head and she tried to bring her hand to the sticky spot. Startled, she found that she could not move her hands. All at once her field of vision came back into focus, her eyes widening in fear. She was tied to a wooden chair and her first guess was that she was in one of the warehouses.

The ceiling above her was several metres high and the glare of the LED lights from the ceiling caused pain in her eyes. Desperately, Ava yanked at her handcuffs – to no avail. The cable ties that secured her wrists to the armrests of the chair cut painfully into her flesh.

"Ah," a voice sounded behind her and Ava tried in vain to catch a glimpse of the person speaking, "Our guest of honour is awake."

Ava heard footsteps coming towards her from behind. Her heart began to beat faster. How would she get out of here? Hastily, her eyes searched the room and got stuck on two dangerous-looking dudes standing in front of a door a little way from her. She would never get past them. Besides, there was the problem of the cable ties.

"I see our Persephone has arrived. Now it's only a matter of time before her noble knight shows up to rescue her from the clutches of the evil Hades." Loki made his appearance and bent down to Ava.

Ava pressed her back as far as she could against the back of the chair to put as much space as possible between herself and Loki. Still, she could feel his breath on her skin. His smell drilled through her nose and Ava felt sick. Inevitably, her mind flooded with memories of Loki – memories of a time when she had found his scent lovely.

"Did you miss me, pet?" asked Loki when Ava didn't respond.

"Fuck off," Ava hissed through clenched teeth. She looked Loki in the eye, hoping to mask how scared she actually was. It had been a trap. Loki was going to use Ava as bait to get James here. What would he do to James? Again, nausea rose up in Ava.

"You know, Ava," Loki said, starting to strut down the hall as if he were about to give a lecture, "I had actually imagined our first meeting very differently. You must know, I had a really beautiful painting forged for you, which I would have liked to present to you. But Mister Barnes obviously doesn't understand that one does not play with other people's property. So I will have to teach him a lesson."

Ava gave a humourless laugh. The situation was ridiculous, really. This was exactly what she got for not listening to James. She kept a close eye on Loki while she thought about how to get out of this situation. Hadn't she seen a video once where a guy had used shoelaces to free himself from cable ties?

Loki paused in his movement. "So you think this is funny?", he hissed between clenched teeth. In two quick steps he had bent over Ava again.

"You put me in this position in the first place, my dear. Because of you, I lost my job. It's because of you I had to take up art dealing."

"You are responsible for your own misery," Ava spat back angrily.

"Misery? This is anything but a misery. I should be thanking you, Ava. Losing my job as a professor was the best thing that could have happened to me. For you, too. Now, I can buy you the most beautiful things there are. I can put art at your feet. Any painting you dream of I can have copied for you and you won't even be able to tell the difference from the original. Once Barnes is out of the way, our future together can finally begin, pet."

Ava shook her head in disbelief. "That has always been the problem, from the first minute we met! You never understood me, never really knew me. Art doesn't interest me, paintings don't appeal to me. I don't look at paintings and see a deeper meaning in them. Books, words, writings are to me what art is to you. You don't know me, Loki. You never have."

"You're just confused, my dear, that blow to the back of your head was pretty severe." Loki stroked Ava's cheek with his long fingers. She shuddered under his touch.

Again Ava heard footsteps behind her. "Barnes has been seen," a smoky voice announced. All colour drained from Ava's face.

"Take me," Ava suddenly pleaded desperately, but Loki was already turning away from her. "Take me, Loki, I'm down on my knees. But leave James out of it."

Loki smiled at her with his mischievous grin. The footsteps came closer and finally Ava could make out who the voice belonged to. Her heart stopped.

"April?" asked Ava in a shaky voice. April had come up beside Loki and handed him an iPad.

"Hi, Ava!" replied April in a high-pitched voice. Only now did Ava realise that April had only ever faked her unusually high, squeaky voice.

"You've been working for Loki this whole time?" asked Ava incredulously. It would never have occurred to her that April was faking her voice. That she was only pretending to be her friend. But it made sense; April had given her the envelope this morning and besides, that way April had always been able to keep an eye on Ava.

"Barnes wasn't the only one going undercover, sweetheart," April said impassively, taking the iPad from Loki again. Without giving Ava another glance, April turned on her heel and disappeared back in the direction she had come from.

"I had to make sure nothing happened to you, didn't I? You are my most precious commodity," Loki declared when he saw Ava's horrified look.

Suddenly there was a loud bang. Ava could hardly believe her eyes as James broke open the door to the warehouse with a firm kick. The next moment, the two dudes guarding the entrance pounced on James. But he was faster. Ava couldn't even see where James pulled the knife from in one swift movement, but the next moment the two dudes were already slumping to the ground. Ava could see James's chest rise and fall, his rapid breathing making him look dangerous.

It almost made her go insane to see James standing there. He had his head down and his hair was falling in his face. Ava's gaze travelled down his body in fascination. He stood wide-legged in the doorway, holding a knife in his right hand from the tip of which blood dripped onto the floor in a steady rhythm. On his feet he wore heavy black boots, his trousers looked like tactical gear. However, she could not make out a pistol let alone a holster.

Ava's thoughts were interrupted as Loki placed his cold hands on her shoulder. Two more men came rushing towards James and Ava was about to yell out, to warn him to raise his head, but she realised it was unnecessary. The moment the two men lunged at James, he had already raised his knife. The man on the left blocked James' hand and held him with a firm grip on his forearm. With a quick flick of his wrist, James dropped his knife into his free hand and rammed the knife purposefully and with one swift movement into the man's stomach. Ava drew in a sharp breath and felt Loki's fingers digging painfully into her shoulder.

Even before the second man could lunge at James, James turned in his direction with a fluid movement. His hand made an arcing, swift movement through the air and in the next instant the second man held his hand to his throat in fright. Ava could see his hand become covered in blood – James had cut his throat. The man slumped to the ground. Ava could hear him gasping desperately for air and the blood gurgling in his mouth. Then he fell lifelessly to the side.

Finally James looked up and their eyes met. Ava thought she saw uncertainty in his eyes for a moment, but the next second his gaze darkened again. She noticed that his lip was split open and wondered how many of Loki's men James had had to take out on his way into the warehouse.

Loki's mischievous laugh forced Ava to avert her gaze from James. Loki had stepped up beside her, one hand still on her shoulder, and his face was spread into a menacing grin.

"Some of my best people told me some crazy jail stories about you and I didn't believe a single one of them. But now you truly stand before me, Barnes. Or should I call you Winter Soldier?" Loki's look was full of triumph, full of superiority.

Panic spread through Ava. Winter Soldier – what did that mean? What did she actually know about James? Did she have to be afraid of him? After all, he had just killed four men without batting an eyelid. He's here to save you, you fool, her subconscious reminded her.

"I bet our dear Ava here didn't know about your dark side," Loki said now. James hadn't moved and Ava wanted nothing more than to look into his eyes, but he kept his gaze strained on Loki.

"Did you, my dear?", Loki now turned to Ava. Uncertainty coursed through her body – what did she truly know about James?

Loki took a step towards Ava – he was standing far too close to her. Again his disgusting smell crept into her nose. Then he reached out his bony hand and stroked her cheek again. She tried to turn her face away from his touch, but that only made him hold her face with both hands. He forced her to look into his eyes. Behind Loki, Ava could hear an animalistic growl.

Loki took a step to the side and for a moment Ava could see James' eyes sparkling with a death wish and he took a determined step in Loki's direction. But then Ava heard a loud bang. She blinked only once, irritated at where the sound was coming from, and when she opened her eyes again, James was already lying on the floor.

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[puckwritesstuff]

So do we all agree that we need Loki and Thor in a good brother moment scene? Haha! King Thor AU where he feels jealous of the relationship that Sigyn and Loki has. Because he's been pressured to find a queen that benefits Asgard that he's troubled that he won't find real love. Loki comes to the rescue with love advices and shares how his relationship with Sigyn works.

There are a lot of things that Thor has to consider when choosing his bride, now that he's King. The politics of it have become murkier. Loki and Sigyn are of the opinion that he should find some happiness instead.

Thank you for the ask!

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Loki had invited Thor to one of Stark’s parties and Thor, despite something telling him he shouldn’t, decided to show up. Thor hadn’t seen his brother since he’d left for his self-imposed exile from Asgard, and from what Thor could see, Loki was in fine health. Thor stuck with him for most of the evening, having the odd experience of being more of an outsider at an event. Loki seemed to know everyone in attendance, and would share snippets of information with Thor, some more apocryphal than others. Thor and Loki had retreated to the bar, and Loki got a glace at Sigyn across the room, talking with some of her friends. She smiled at Loki, and he grinned back.

“How’s the wedding planning going?” Thor asked.

“You’d know better than I,” Loki said. “Mother is doing most of the work, I’m told. My job is to show up, say ‘I do’, and look pretty.”

Thor snorted. “It’s a little more than that.”

“I know, but not much,” Loki said. “It’s been made very clear to me that this is her event.”

“Well, that is fairly accurate,” Thor said.

His smile faded slightly as he watched Sigyn with the others.

“You’re a lucky man, Brother,” Thor said. “There are times I truly envy you.”

Loki blinked. “Sorry, I think there was something in my ear, you envy me?”

“You have found a woman you love and want beside you for the rest of your life,” Thor said. “You are free to marry her and have no expectation of any duty to produce an heir. Sigyn doesn’t have to be fit to be queen, though she would be an extraordinary one. She just has to love you and be loved by you.”

“A trying task most days, I assure you,” Loki said. “You can’t tell me you never expect to find love.”

“Love, perhaps,” Thor said. “But in a marriage? I’m not certain I can afford it.”

“The treaty with Vanaheim,” Loki said. “Thor, is Mother no longer Vanir?”

“She is still Vanir,” Thor said.

“And Grandfather’s Vanir war bride,” Loki said. “She was Father’s mother, yes?”

“Yes,” Thor said. “Loki, I know where you’re going with this—”

“If Freyr and Freyja cannot accept your Vanir heritage, that’s their problem,” Loki said. “You are king. You are of Vanir blood. That fulfills the terms of the treaty. Do not concern yourself with what they think you should do.”

Thor nodded.

“Still,” Thor said. “Politically, it’s difficult to separate.”

“I understand,” Loki said. “I’m certain Freyr had a minor aneurysm when he learned that I went from his son to Sigyn.”

“He does not have the kindest things to say about your bride-to-be, I’m told,” Thor said. “Not that he says anything to me, of course.”

“I think he’s trying to convince the entire court that she is unfit,” Loki said. “A bit difficult after the years of Father saying that she would make an excellent queen.”

“She would,” Thor said. “In case you’re looking to claim the throne of Jotunheim.”

Loki paused. “They told you.”

“They wanted you to be there, but you left so quickly,” Thor said. “I don’t think I’ve fully processed it, really.”

“Do you think any different of me?” Loki asked. “Not to just ask, but…”

“I think a few things have come into focus,” Thor said. “I know Father was always more distant to you, more harsh. I don’t think it was out of malice, he clearly loves you, but I think he felt guilty about what he had done to your people.”

“He wanted distance?” Loki said. “Perhaps.”

“Did you really think I would think less of you because of it?” Thor asked.

“Both you and Sigyn,” Loki said. “In truth, I have no idea what you should think of me. But that is my concern— not the concern of the King of Asgard.”

Thor nodded. “I understand.”

Loki looked Thor over.

“Look, I never expected Sigyn to return my feelings,” Loki said. “When Mother and Father told me what I was, I thought she would run, as far as she could. The last thing she needs is to be in love with another monster. I can’t tell you what it is I do to keep her, just that she stays. It’s patience, and loving no matter what. That’s what she does, and I do my best to reciprocate. But first, you know, meeting someone helps.”

“I’m sure,” Thor said. He pulled out a flask. “Whisky?”

“A taste of home,” Loki said, grinning. “I must say, the mortals’ brew a decent table wine, but nothing to make a good party.”

Sigyn took one of the women she was with by the arm and dragged her over to Thor and Loki.

“Hello, darling,” Loki said. “Jane.”

“Hey,” the woman, Jane, looked between the brothers.

“It’s so wonderful to see you, Thor,” Sigyn said. “Are you having fun? Stark demands that everyone have a good time.”

Thor barely registered what Sigyn was saying. He was looking at Jane, who had a wide smile and nervous laughter.

“Sorry, yes,” Thor said. “A welcome diversion.”

“Oh, I should introduce— this is Dr. Jane Foster,” Sigyn said. “She’s an astrophysicist. A friend of Bruce’s.”

“Hi,” Jane said. “It’s just Jane, though.”

She offered him her hand to shake. He took her hand and kissed it. She gasped softly.

“She had some questions about Yggdrasil and the Nine Realms that you’re slightly more equipped to answer,” Sigyn said. “Being King of them and all.”

“I can certainly answer any questions,” Thor said. “But Sigyn is far—”

“Loki, Secretary Pierce has been asking after you,” Sigyn said.

“I should speak with him, yes,” Loki said. “Shouldn’t be too long. Brother, Dr. Foster.”

Loki and Sigyn left. Thor shook his head.

“Subtle,” Jane said.

“Not particularly,” Thor said. “But I don’t think they were trying to be. Buy you a drink?”

“It’s an open bar,” Jane said.

“Even better,” Thor said. “I don’t exactly have Earth money.”

“Just a golden palace and more power than anyone in this room,” Jane said. “I actually have some questions about the hammer, to start with…”

Loki and Sigyn watched from the other side of the room.

“How did you know?” Sigyn asked.

Loki shrugged. “I know my brother.”

#prompt #fanfiction #loki #sigyn #thor #jane foster #logyn #thor x jane #mcu #Love Duty and Glorious Purpose fic

[queenoftheworldisdead]

Blood of the King

Chapter 2 Warning: 18 + only, character death, slow dark burn, character death, dark theme abortion is talked about in previous and future chapters Note: this is another self indulgence piece for me. this is so boring because i cant do a quick transition. tried hard to whittle it down.  Any critiques are WELCOME. Summery: Loki has a plan to be King. Dark Loki x Black Reader, Royal AU

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After you depart from the Prince, his man took you below deck. The large cold compartment containing no windows. The little light it did offer came from various cracks in the ceiling.

When he left you alone you crumple to your knees, crying as the shock of all the events wash over you.

Your mother dead, your kingdom gone and you were sure the Prince was bringing you before the High Church. Your stomach turns and knots as you fret, while the ships rocking added to your growing nausea. What you had in your stomach found its way on the floor as you try to steady yourself against a pillar.

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You had never been to sea and if you lived you would never step foot on such a vessel again. The days and nights melt together as there was no way to tell between the two. While the silence left you with only your running thoughts as company. Your mouth grew dry and your body weak, the longer you stay kept in the darkened room.

When the door opened you had little energy to move, only meekly shying behind the pillar as the prince's man steps inside.

He said nothing only placing a bowl down with a leather sack, your stomach ached for whatever the contents. Along side it he also placed a ball of bunched up fabric before standing. "Drink and eat then change." Was all that he spoke before leaving you alone again. Weakly you hobble to what he left you.

The gruel filled you, but did not stay down. While the water quenched the desert in you throat. Wiping your hands and mouth as clean as you could you gently shake the fabric. You lay out a dress and apron carefully, setting it far from the sick you expelled.

You undress as fast as you can manage. The letter tumbling out and you ponder its contents as you stare at it on the floor.

The new garments more conservative than your kingdoms and fairly loose. King Stark preferred more skin on his slave's garments, so you wonder if the High church had a hand in the design.

The head dress covers your hair, and without mirror you configure it the best you can. The neckline of the dress came high, the sleeves touch your wrists, the hem sweeps the floor, and the new apron cinched in your baggy sides.

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Thankfully when he returned you were decent. "Follow me."  Motioning you to come forth, your legs felt weak as you follow behind him. Your hands clasp together and your heart pounds as you ready yourself for what is to come.

After days of darkness your eyes ache at the first burst of light. Ascending into the blinding sun behind the man, you shield your eyes and try to keep pace. Once your vision clears you quietly gawked at the scenery. Thickets of trees and mountains stood tall in the far distance with a massive castle nestled between. The vast greenery was unlike your homes, and much too cold. The freezing air bled through your clothes, making you more thankful for the conservative dress.

Your heart sank once you reach the plank. The sight of the  small fleet of armored men on horses had brought your mind back to the church. Though the two carts behind them seemed too fancy for a prisoners exhibition.

As you descended the plank the distinct voice of the prince caught your ear, along with a chorus of foot steps. You fought the urge to look back continuing on with the nameless man as he opened the door to the first carriage, urging you wordlessly to go inside.

You sat anxious as strangers crowded inside and to your relief the prince didn’t follow them. A signal was called, starting the journey beyond. Your eyes shifted between the strangers all dressed in dark colors with hints of deep green. You looked at your own garb, and noticed yours was starkly different.

They stayed silent, not even chatting amongst them, a reoccurring them as of late. The prince commanded silents and order to a frightening degree. Exhaustion bled through your bones as their silence mixed with the sway of the bumpy terrain. The days spent on the boat you found little sleep as you mourned for your mother and despaired about your fate.

You fought fruitlessly to keep your eyes open, but slowly slipped into a heavy slumber. It was the deepest sleep you found in days, but the piece did not last as a thunderous bashing jolted you awake. Frantically you look around to find yourself alone.

Where was everyone? Were you dreaming all along? Had you slept walked into the stables? The door opened to the cart revealing yet another stranger, tolling away at his task of inspecting and cleaning the carriage.

He spied you. "Don't be sneaking about napping in our carriages." His accent thick as he spat at you. "Get on before we both are forced to suffer."

Cautiously you do as your told, exiting the carriage. More men busied themselves with the horse while others scrubbed the outer carriage, keeping it pristine. You were indeed in a stable, but not that of your countries. You felt lost in a new world, wondering listless as people move to and fro unconcerned or bothered by your presence. All acting as if their countrymen had not burned your kingdom to the ground.

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"Hey" a high pitch shout catches your attention, you froze as the source ran toward you. Your heart beat sped up the closer she came.

"Healer please hurry! We need all hands" the healthy woman with rose rounded cheeks pants at you. She matched Loki's description, you look around as if someone else would give you confirmation, but there was none. Unsure you dig in your apron, palming the letter. If you were wrong what would happen ? Swallowing thickly before shoving it at her.

She eyes it curiously then took it, opening it. You wait slightly surprised that she understood the scribbles upon the page. Her cheeks turn pale before she balls up the letter, stashing it in her own apron. "Right then. As I said all hands" She sounded shaken and it did not help set you at ease. What had the prince placed in such a small letter? You stiffen when she hooks your arm, leading you through the massive area. You bristle when shouting, cheers and rowdiness grow louder as a crowd appear in the distance.

She didn't stop once nearing them, only shoving past with you in toe. You flinch as a chorus of boos and projectiles flew through the air. Following their trajectory you find more armored soldiers with a man in chains.  

It was as if the world fell quiet once your eyes recognize their prisoner. Your king, draped in chains, battered and bruised. The soldiers force him along, ascending the stairs to a stage, while your guide pulls you off to a tent built next to it.

As they pelt him, he takes it in stride. Barking and cursing back defiantly on the stage. By the luck of the gods King Stark's eyes found you amongst the chaos. Your heart and stomach sink to the floor as he follows your movements and you his. Soldiers surround him forcing him down before a stump set in the middle of the stage. He fought furiously as they forced him on his knees, kicking and punching until he fell. King Stark's face was painted red with blood and visibly dazed from the assault.

"All right I will leave you to it. I must find the others" she explains before leaving you at the entrance of the tent.

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The sight inside of the tent was maddening. Dried blood stained the rags they wore, expose flesh, and bone had your stomach tightening. Some parts you were sure needed to be removed due to their rancidness and discoloration. The prince greatly overestimated your medical expertise.

You felt light headed while others dress like you move without hesitation. You do your best to mimic their movements without acting suspicious. Did he only want you as a healer? Were you kidnapped just to be a slave for a different king?

You fill your arms with wrappings, a grinding bowl and herbs you were the most familiar with. Gravitating toward the mouth of the tent to a man sat closest to the opening. Thankfully it looked like he only needed cleaning and redoing of his bindings.

Cleaning him, he sat silently watching the stage, unbothered by you. Slyly you watch along with him as you work slowly, hoping he didn't find it strange.

The tent sat close to the stage allowing for a side view. The crowd burst into joyful cheers as a mountain of a man with golden hair steps up on to the stage. His smile was bright even from here, raising his hands in the air the people quiet themselves.

"We have conquered!" The crowd erupt again. You yelped when the men in the tent cheer along with the crowd. "Their kingdom now ours." He kicked Stark in the ribs as he stayed positioned hunched over.

"A payment for a sour bargain" He laughed as your king spit blood, barley able to move. The tall blonde commanded the crowd, they adored him. He reminded you of King Stark in a way.

The golden mane man lifted his steel from it sheathed to the delight of the crowd. Their Kings sword came down swiftly and stuck in the stump. Resting at an odd angle, while your kings body slipped to the ground.

Stark's head rolled and bounced upon the stage, before he grabbed it by its hair. Showing it to the crowd as Stark's blood trickled from it.

"Do you think you have wrapped me enough healer?" The soldier brought you back to your surroundings.

"Sorry" you whispered as your hands tremble while you knot it.

Moving from him you search for another with similar wounds, until another healer asked for your assistance. You nearly vomit at the task of picking magnets from a wound, while she prepared an ointment.

When you finished you realized the crowd had gone and the tent had thinned. "Good work ladies" the woman who brought you here announced loudly in the tent. "Our king is proud of you all. Finish up and come to the hall for the feast."

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