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strsburn · 3 years

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Hello! I love all your writing, they are amazing.

I was wondering if you are still taking request, can you write one where Shang Chi has to go up against reader at the golden dagger? She is super pissed at him and knocks him out, but ends with fluff and smut? Thanks for your consideration

love tap | shang-chi (18+)

pairing - shang chi x reader

synopsis - in which the past has a way of coming back when you least expect it

see also - shang-chi gets his ass kicked but then again he totally deserves it

warnings - violence, choking kink, unprotected sex, rough sex, dirty talk etc.

MINORS DNI. 18+ CONTENT AHEAD

notes - first off, thank you so much anon that really makes my day to know people enjoy my writing, second off, this is like my first time doing smut for shang-chi so don't get your hopes too high lol

Shang-chi had once again bitten off more than he could chew.

Sure, he was an above average fighter, given that he had been trained to fight since he was nine, nonstop, util he ran away when he was sixteen. But he often didn't know when to quit and usually ended up in situations that went far beyond what he could handle.

Take now for example, as he once again stood in the ring of the golden dagger, face to face with a warrior who had way more experience in the ring.

"Now, give it up for our reigning champion, ghost!"

The door lifted with a creak as you stepped forward, hair hiding your face from view as the lights from above highlighted your features giving you an angelic glow.

You didn't move an inch as the bell sounded and Shang-chi was left confused as he looked around at the cheering crowd.

Just as he made to move forward, you sprung forward into a front-flip sending your leg out to sweep his from beneath him as he slammed to the ground with a choked groan.

He immediately flipped up and sent a punch towards you that had you reeling back as your hair swung with the movement.

His short victory was dismissed when you suddenly disappeared from view, his eyes searching for you as he looked around in shock.

Just as suddenly as you disappeared you reappeared and sent a sharp uppercut to his jaw, his head snapping back forcefully as he stumbled.

Another kick to his uncovered chest this time sent him to the ground as he struggled to move, the air having been knocked out of him.

He rolled onto his back as you came closer and as your hair was swept back he got a glimpse of your face.

"Y/n?!" He asked in shock just before you delivered a final blow to his temple, darkness immediately enveloping him.

"Promise, we'll never leave one another behind?" You spoke to shang-chi, lifting a pinky finger to his as you crossed them to seal your promise.

Shang-chi grinned back, his grip tightening in yours to ensure you he was serious.

"I promise y/n."

Groaning brought you back to reality as you reminisced your younger days, and you looked from where you sat upon a chair to see the man himself waking up.

You watched him unimpressed as he failed to notice your existence as he took in his surroundings.

"Have a nice nap?" You called out, making your presence known as he sprung up from shock.

"Y-y/n? I haven't seen you since," he trailed off as he noticed the dark glint in your eye.

"Since you abandoned your sister and I, five years ago and broke your promise, hmm." You hummed as you glanced at your nails.

Shang-chi laughed nervously as he stood from the bed making his way to you as he stammered to find an excuse.

"Listen, y/n. I never meant to break our promise, things at home just got really bad and-"

"So instead of taking your sister or even talking to me, you vanish without a trace and start a new life, acting as if we didn't mean shit to you!" You spun around pressing your finger into his chest with every word as he stepped back in fear.

"N-no that's not-"

"That's exactly what happened Shang-chi! You left your sister confused and hurt wondering why you didn't come back for her like you promised, and me? I didn't even know you left in the first place, I had to find out from your sister! We were both worried for you but we figured, oh he will keep his promise, well look how well that worked out!" You huffed as you turned your back to him.

Tears began to make their way down your cheeks as you rushed to wipe them away, hurt once again clenching at your heart.

Shang-chi did not hesitate to pull you into his embrace as you cried against his chest, your hands grasping his shirt as you allowed your heart to yearn for him once again.

"Leaving you was the biggest mistake I ever made, if I could I would take it back in a heartbeat. There was not one moment where I was not thinking of you." He mumbled as he kissed your head.

You pulled back to look into his eyes as he swept his thumb across your cheekbone, collecting the tear that trailed there.

Old feelings that never left rose to the surface as you grasped his face between your hands and kissed him, his gasp getting caught in his throat as you deepened the contact, lips pressing harder into his.

He responded naturally, his eyes closing in pleasure as your hands made their way into his hair.

You backed him up as the back of his shins hit the bed sending him toppling over as you crawled on top of him, your hands fumbling with his belt buckle as you continued to kiss.

His hands joined yours as he shuffled his jeans and boxers off, his lips disconnecting from yours as he groaned, the tip of his cock leaking precum as it tapped lightly against his abdomen.

You reached forward and grasped it into your hand as you gave a tentative stroke to the tip, watching in fascination as a shudder ran through him.

Before you could blink he suddenly grasped your wrist and moved it from his cock as he gripped your thighs and flipped you over. You landed on your stomach as he climbed behind you, his hands trailing down your thighs and into your pants where he teasingly traced your pantyline with his fingertips.

"It's not nice to tease, baby." He murmured in your ear as he nipped at your neck playfully.

You moaned as he grasped your pants pulling them down along with your panties as he gripped your ass with his hands, the roughness of them sending a shiver of pleasure up your spine.

He paused briefly as he leaned forward, his breath fanning across your face softly.

"Is this okay?" You realized he was waiting for your consent and your heart stuttered in your chest as you fell in love with him even more.

"Yes." You spoke softly and the simple syllable spoke a thousand words.

He trailed his lips up your spine as he moved to grip your hips and carefully move you to all fours, your back bending to meet the bed as your ass and pussy was lifted to meet his gaze.

"Fuck, baby. This all for me?" He asked as he brought his fingers to your slit, the wetness soaking his finger tips. You moaned in response to his question and brought your ass back to meet his hand, his other hand coming down on your ass in warning.

Before you could bite back a response to his sudden dominance he surged forward, entering you with a swift thrust that sent you gasping as you grasped the bedsheets beneath you.

The tip of his cock breached the entrance to your womb as you whimpered pitifully, the pleasure making your eyes roll back as you lost your grip on reality.

Without a word, Shang-chi pulled back, leaving just the tip inside before he filled you once again with a rough cant of his hips, the ridges of his cock rubbing against your sensitive walls with each grind.

He grunted softly as he pounded you harder, his body coming to lean over yours as he used one hand to bring you back against his chest, sitting the both of you up as you leant your head on his shoulder, panting as he sped up significantly.

"You like that baby? Hmm, me destroying your pussy for anyone else. Tell me, who else can get you like this? Practically dumb on my cock." He muttered the last part as he watched your tits bounce, your nipples poking through your shirt.

With a tsk, he brought the shirt over your head, smirking when he realized you had gone sans bra.

"You gonna answer my question baby?" He questioned when you failed to reply to him, his free hand coming to wrap around your throat as he squeezed experimentally.

He was not expecting the response he got at his action as you moaned loudly, your body spasming as you unexpectedly came on his cock, your hair falling to cover your face as you panted.

The sight of your hair mussed from your activites, your lips bruised and swollen and your body glistening with sweat, sent him over the edge and Shang-chi moaned as he brought you down on his cock a final time, his grip unwavering as he pumped his seed into your womb, his face coming to rest in the crook of your neck as he filled you.

The two of you sat in silence for a bit as you recovered from your orgasm, your heart beating painfully in your chest.

"You know that was a total knockout right?" You teased as you recalled your earlier brawl.

A weak scoff met your query as Shang-chi lifted his head to bite your earlobe softly.

"Please, that was barely a love tap."

#shang chi smut #bizzarebarnes #shang chi imagine #shang chi x reader #shang chi spoilers #shang chi x y/n #smut #minors dni

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strsburn · 3 years

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Hiya

Can u write a Shang Chi fic in which he helps/saves the reader and then comforts & takes care of her afterwards, because she gets a panick attack. Thank you, have a great day😁

fix you | shang-chi

pairing - shang chi x reader

synopsis - in which a creep gets a little too handsy and the infamous bus boy quickly remedies that

see also - if there is one thing useful his father had taught him, it was to always respect a lady

warnings - sleazy douchebags, violence a little, anxiety, oh and shang-chi he's hot enough to issue his own warning

notes - thank you for the request anon! i kinda change things a little bc i did not want to trigger anyone so yeah also this is my first shang-chi fic so please be gentle with me

this fic takes place after the movie, it will contain references to past events that occurred in the movie, but nothing that should reveal spoilers

tagging : @wint3r-h3art

You're not completely sure what persuaded you to come out tonight. Perhaps it was boredom, or peer pressure, given that your usual group of friends complained about you never leaving the comfort of your home less it be work related.

Nonetheless, there you found yourself on a Saturday evening, nursing your second martini as you stood stiffly by the bar. Your knuckles were white as they gripped the edges of your dress, trying in vain to pull the skin tight material further down your thighs.

Your eyes scanned the crowd uneasily as the pulse of the music echoed through the floor, the loud beat sending vibrations through your being.

Just as you were going to finish up your drink and call it a night, you felt an unfamiliar presence sidle up next to you.

"Hey pretty thing, need some company?" You turned at the voice to see a sleazy looking man a couple years your senior eyeing you up.

You winced as he didn't wait for your reply, his arm coming to rub your uncovered shoulder sending an uncomfortable feeling creeping down your spine.

"Please don't touch me." You spoke up, not wanting to deal with his disgusting behavior.

The man ignored you as you attempted to slide from his grip, his fingers suddenly digging into your shoulder to keep you still.

You let out a cry as the pain registered in your shoulder sending your glass crashing to the ground in splinters as your grip loosened.

A few people looked up at the commotion, interests piqued but no one bothered to help leaving you to stand pitifully in the man's grasp.

"Hey!" A deep voice suddenly filled the room as the crowd parted to reveal an handsome asian man, one you recognized as San Francisco's newly dubbed 'bus boy'.

He walked forward, his basketball shoes squeaking against the floor as the club lights reflected off his face, highlighting his features that were currently set in a frown.

You tensed as the guy gripped onto you tighter, his face set in an ugly scowl as he looked over at the newcomer.

"I believe the lady asked you to not touch her." He pressed on, when the man made no move to answer him.

"Fuck off, little boy. This doesn't concern you." The man finally spoke up, his grip relaxing as he moved forward to step into the guy's space.

You watched on nervously, trying to stay quiet in hopes of the man forgetting you were there, though by the grip he had on you, you figured he would not be letting go anytime soon.

At his reply, you watched as the man sighed heavily shaking his head as he straightened up, "Alright, well, I gave you the easy option, now we try things my way."

Before you could blink you watched as the man lifted his hands, moving one in front of him, palm facing forward and the other positioned the same way, slightly behind the other.

His foot came to circle behind his body as he relaxed with the movement, his limbs moving like that of a stream.

At his actions, the guy before you let go of your arm to laugh heartily as the others joined in, two guys coming to stand behind him, presumably friends.

"Oh, we going to dance now pretty boy?" He mocked.

In one split second he moved and you watched in awe as his palm pushed outward sending an imperceptible force at the man that had him sailing through the air and into a nearby table, people shrieking as glasses burst across the ground.

The man growled as he stood from the mess, his shirt soaked through with alcohol as he surged forward, the crowd stumbling back as others pulled out their phones to document the iconic moment.

You took the chance to scramble out of the way as the bus boy leapt into the air to avoid the man aiming for his legs.

As he was doing this, you noticed the two men from earlier creeping up behind him and you felt fear clench at your heart.

"Look out!" You called, catching his attention as he acknowledged the men coming up behind.

Your jaw practically touched the floor as you witnessed his iconic move, his legs coming into a split as he sent a kick to the men at the same time, the force behind it sending the two of them across the floor into a wall.

He landed with a crouch, sending the girls nearby squealing as he stood to shake out his collar, shaking his jacket from crumbs.

The men smartly stayed on the floor as security came to escort them out, one of them already on the phone with police.

As the crowd began to thin out, now bored that the fight was over you bravely made your way over to your rescuer, your heels crunching on the glass that sparkled underneath the still shining lights.

"Hi." You muttered out shyly, catching his attention as he examined a cut on his arm.

"Hey, you okay?" He smiled at you, eyes looking over you for any source of pain.

You shook your head slowly, tears pricking at your eyeline as you realized what had almost occurred had he not stepped in.

Noticing your state, he grabbed your hand in his, sending a reassuring squeeze as he looked around for a moment.

"Hey, come with me for a second, please? I promise I won't hurt you, but we need to get out of here before the police arrive." You followed behind him as he led you a few doors down to a nearby ice cream shop, that happened to still be open.

You sat down softly as he slid in the seat across from you, your eyes catching his.

"Uh hi, first of all, I'm sorry that I didn't get there sooner to stop him from grabbing you, and uh secondly, my name is Shang-chi, probably should have started off with that." He smiled sheepishly and for some reason that set you off.

You started to laugh, all thoughts of the previous altercation gone as you relaxed, eyes studying his sharp jawline and beautiful brown eyes.

"Well, Shang-chi, how about as a thank you, I pay for the ice cream. And maybe, we can hang out sometime in better circumstances?" You offered.

At your words, his smile widened and his eyes lit up as he reached forward to lean closer to you, eyes flickering to your lips briefly.

"It's a date."

#shang chi #shang chi x you #shang chi x reader #simu liu #simu liu imagine #marvel imagine #fluff #protective shang chi #bizzarebarnes #shang-chi x reader #shang-chi

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strsburn · 3 years

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have mercy | kim jung

pairing - kim jung x reader

synopsis - in which you are an aspiring photographer who ends up doing a last minute favor for a friend

see also - it's not a sin to be attracted to your client.. is it?

notes - this takes place during S4 E10 where jung has decided to try modeling, that being said

warnings - shirtless jung, intense makeout session, references to sex

THIS FIC CONTAINS SPOILERS FOR KIM'S CONVENIENCE

tagging - @wint3r-h3art

"Ger, listen, I love you and all but I am not going to cover for you last minute, I have plans."

Gerald groans as he follows behind you as you continue to move around your studio, forcing yourself to look busy as you adjust framed portraits.

"Y/n please, it's just a friend of another friend. Please? I'll double the pay."

You sigh as you realize he isn't going to budge and place a hand on your hip.

"Fine, but you owe me."

You check that all your equipment is gathered as you exit your car, your heels clicking against the sidewalk as you move to knock on the apartment door.

"Y/n? What are you doing here?" You look up as you see Janet at the door, her eyes confused as she sees all your photography equipment.

"Hey janet! Gerald said there was someone who needed headshots taken? He asked me to do it for him, so, uh, here I am." You shrugged.

At your words, Janet groaned and moved away from the door, pinching the bridge of her nose in disbelief.

"The idiot who wants headshots taken is my brother, he decided he wanted to be a model. Good luck." She called over her shoulder at you as she entered her bedroom.

Sighing, you brought your bag into the living room, dropping it off onto the table and beginning to gather your camera to check the settings were in place.

As you did this, footsteps suddenly sounded from the hallway as a male voice called out.

"Hey Gerald, ready to start when you are-" he trailed off as he caught sight of you.

"Ah, you're, not Gerald.' He pointed lamely.

"No, Gerald asked me to cover for him, something came up. Is that alright with you? We can always wait until he comes back?" You offered.

"No, no, no. I'm ready, let's do this. I'm Jung, by the way." You took his offered hand as you smiled politely.

"Y/n. Great, so, feel free to pose however you like, while i fix the lighting here." You told Jung as you moved the lights around, making sure they were angled just right.

"Ready." Jung called as you finished and you smiled turning to face him with your camera in hand.

"Oh, shit." You mumbled as you turned to see his entire upper half uncovered. His abs glistening under the lights as his tattoo on his shoulder mocked you, your head instantly filling with dirty thoughts.

"Uh, what are you," you cleared your throat "doing exactly?"

Jung smirked as he flexed his biceps, no doubt catching your staring.

"Figured I'd give the camera something to work with. Something bold, sexy, you know?" He shrugged.

You nodded as you fixated the camera on him, biting your lip as he came into focus, his abs even more high definition on screen.

"Alright, and just lean a little more to the left and relax your facial muscles. You want to go for a more mysterious vibe, right?" You asked as you attempted to focus on taking the pictures and not how hot your client looked.

As you did so, you failed to notice Jung had gotten up from the stool he was posing on and walked behind you, leaning to see the pictures you had taken.

"Hmm, that's a good one. Don't you think?" He asked. You jumped turning to face him as you realized how close he stood. His breath fanning your face in warm puffs of air, the smell of mint lingering.

A tense beat of silence and then chaos erupted as you both moved to connect your lips. A moan escaping you when he squeezed your waist roughly, moving to lift you by your thighs and bringing you to the couch.

He sat down, pulling you to sit on his lap as you continued to kiss, your lips moving in sync. You reached a hand out, moving to pull at the hair at the base of his neck, a loud moan rewarding your action.

You gasped into his mouth when his hand moved to fondle your breast, his other hand grasping your hips to bring you down on his lap in a grind.

"Fuck." He groans.

You grasp his shoulders, bringing him into another messy kiss as you grind harder on the bulge in his lap, the contact making you whimper.

Just as he moves to lift your shirt up, you hear footsteps nearing causing the both of you to panic and spring apart.

Janet enters the kitchen as the two of you stand there looking anywhere but at each other.

"Uh, you guys okay?" She asks.

You nod as you hurriedly grab your things from the table, not bothering to collect the light fixtures as you make way for the door.

"Hey, what, what about your-" Janet calls but you wave your hand at her as you leave, hair still in disarray.

"Leave it, I'll be back for it later. Uhm, I'll send the pictures to Jung via email." You call over your shoulder.

Later as you sit on your bed getting ready for sleep you grin as you see a new message on your screen.

jung : we should definitely schedule a private shoot for another time

#bizzarebarnes #kim jung #kim jung x reader #kim's convenience #simu liu imagine #simu liu

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strsburn · 3 years

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so, i saw shang-chi and the legend of the ten rings on opening day and it's safe to say i am in love with simu liu and shang-chi is my favorite character now. that being said, requests are open so please send some in for him, i want to write more for his character ty

#shang chi #simu liu #shang chi x reader #marvel imagine #marvel #bizzarebarnes

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strsburn · 3 years

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destiny led me to you | loki

pairing - loki laufeyson x female reader

synopsis - driven by the heartbreak of losing your entire world by the hands of thanos, you set out to find him, leaving destruction in your path in multiple universes; thus creating a horde of branches in the timeline and catching the attention of the TVA.

but you would do it all again if it meant you could see him once more.

notes - this is hopefully going to be a series, depending on the feedback i receive, i plan to follow the episodes only slightly because i dont want it to be an exact copy of the show.

[THIS WILL CONTAIN SPOILERS FOR LOKI SERIES]

idea credit ( @horrorisunknowntoyou ) thank you for the inspo and allowing me to run with it!

warnings - death, violence, angst, and possible smut (in later chapters?)

wc - 2.4k

MASTERLIST • AO3

"Dread it, run from it. Destiny arrives all the same." A wrinkled hand reaches for your chin, running prune colored fingers along your jawline, doting; mockingly.

Your heartbeat pulses loudly in your ears, eyes glazing over with exhaustion and pain as you attempt to glare, the notion in vain as the titan merely chuckled amusedly.

"I can see great power in you, little one. An infinity stone pulses beneath your every vein. Tell me, where is the tesseract?"

You remain silent.

"We don't have the tesseract, it was destroyed along with all of Asgard." Thor interjects weakly from where he lies, his body held tightly in the arms of the black order.

Guilt sweeps across your being as you make eye contact with Loki, sharing a single nod as you both know what you must do.

Thanos grows annoyed with your unwillingness to comply as he walks over with loud steps, his footprints visible as he raises his gauntlet up, the power stone shining threateningly close to Thor.

"The tesseract, or your brother's head. I assume you have a preference." It's not a question. Merely a statement, one that Loki knows he must prove unbothered.

"Oh, I do. Kill away." To anyone else it would seem he couldn't care less about his brother's demise, but you know your love better than he does himself and you catch the glance of fear that washes over cerulean eyes.

You can only watch in trepidation as the stone makes contact with the God's head. Agonized cries escaping as his skin is burned by the mere power of the stone.

Loki does his best to look unaffected, but you catch the hitch in his breath as he batters inner turmoil. the universe, or his brother.

"Alright, that's enough!"

Loki turns his palm up, as a familiar blue cube materializes in his hand. The eerie blue glow casting a shadow upon his face.

Thanos steps away, smug. You force yourself to look away from Thor's accusing gaze.

"You truly are the worst, brother." Thor shakes his head, eyes disappointed but not surprised.

As Thanos moves to take the stone from his hand cerulean blue eyes make contact with your own and you feel a wave of fear wash over you as you recognize the look in Loki's eyes.

"I assure you, brother. The sun will shine on us again." He does not move his gaze from your own and you can't help but feel this is an unspoken goodbye.

"Your optimism is misplaced, asgardian."

"Well, for one thing, I'm not asgardian. For another, we have a hulk."

In a blur of color you are shoved from where you lie, a slithe figure covering your own as you breathe in the familiar scent of cinnamon and leather.

"We don't have much time, my love. I just want you to know that I love you dearly, and I am grateful for the time I had with you. May I see you again, in Valhalla." His eyes are teary and you barely process his words, as his hands grab hold of your face and pull you into a kiss.

The kiss is desperate, filled with love and grief and you can only briefly kiss your love back as he steps closer to Thanos, rambling on about undying fidelity.

You catch a glimpse of silver behind his back and you gasp as realization sets in.

You move to reach him just as he leaps for Thanos, the knife poised for his head, frozen in mid air as the stones across his knuckles pulse.

"Undying fidelity, you should choose your words more wisely."

You cry out as Loki struggles in his grip, his skin fading blue. You crawl forward, legs aching as you reach for him, your progress hinged by your inability to walk.

"You will never be a god." The rasped words are followed by a snap as his neck gives out beneath Thanos' hands.

A tortured scream rings out and it takes you a second to realize it's your own. A broken sob leaves you as you crawl forward to reach where Thanos has carelessly thrown the body of your love.

You heave as your shaky fingers caress his face, his lifeless eyes staring ahead as you clutch him to your chest.

You rock back and forth knotting your fingers in his hair as you plead for the nightmare to end.

"No resurrections this time."

A portal opens and closes behind you, yet you make no motion to move.

You simply close your eyes and welcome the sweet release of death as the universe explodes around you.

N E W Y O R K 2 0 1 2

"'Coordinates for search and rescue, on my way now.' I mean honestly, how-" Loki is promptly shut up by the mouth guard that decorates his face, courtesy of his brother.

Displeasure makes an appearance as Loki is led to the elevator followed by the avengers that quickly file in. The only source of entertainment being the temper tantrum the green beast throws as he is denied entry. Loki can hardly contain his glee as he waves mockingly as the doors close.

As he is led to the ground floor his cuffed hands clinking annoyingly with every step he glances wearily around himself, dreading the lecture that is sure to come once he reaches asgard. He has no doubt in his mind that Odin will find perfect reason to throw him to the wolves, lest his mother get involved.

As he contemplates, his attention is caught by the sound of his brother calling for help, the guards holding him, attending to what he perceives to be a heart attack, to none other than the man of metal.

He watches, confused as a small stature kicks the case holding the tesseract away from view as the others tend to Stark.

Looking around bemused he watches to see what will conspire next. Before any other move can be made a shout is heard as the doors to the staircase along with the wall is torn apart, the hulk making his distaste for the tedious activity known.

For once since meeting the beast he feels thankful, as the case holding the tesseract is knocked open, the familiar cube sliding towards his foot.

A beat passes and grabbing a hold of the familiar cube he glances around, vanishing in a thin cloud of blue.

T V A U N K N O W N

Hurried footsteps echo down the corridor as the man moves with barely contained excitement. Tie swinging to and fro, a slightly wrinkled hand pulls at the collar of his neck nervously.

Mobius had seen many variants in his time at the TVA. Yet, none had ever come close to interesting as the file he currently held in one hand. Variant L1130 or Loki, as he was called, was perhaps one of the most complicated cases he had come across.

Born as a legend of mythology it was quite unbelievable to know that not only was he real, but he happened to be in their custody for creating a new branch in the timeline. Mobius could only hope Renslayer would agree to allowing him to be the God's superior.

Entering the courtroom, Mobius sits down and watches with rapt attention as Loki attempts to bargain with Ravonna. His plans are foiled as he tries to call upon his magic in a last effort to escape.

Mobius feels it's time to intervene when Renslayer makes it clear he is to be executed.

"You have no idea what I am capable of!"

"Actually I might have an idea of what he is capable of." He offers as he makes his way up to the stand.

His plea must be written across his face as Ravonna leans over to look at him directly.

"Whatever you're planning, it's a bad idea." She warns.

Nonetheless she reluctantly lets him go and Mobius has to fight off the urge to fist pump the air as he escorts Loki down the hallway.

"Oh, I'm Agent Mobius by the way." He offers a hand that is quickly ignored.

He can practically see the distrust written on Loki's face, his eyes calculating every move he makes.

Mobius is hardly surprised that as soon as he enters the room, his back turned to the God as he adjusts his projector, Loki is surging forward to attack. He doesn't even bat an eyelash as he clicks a button on his remote, resetting the God as if the action never even happened.

"C'mon, let's take a look at some of your greatest hits." Mobius waves a hand, as Loki curiously sits down, eyes trained on the projector.

He finds himself staring back at a hologram of his attack on New York. His blue eyes darting back and forth with glee as chaos erupts around him.

A feeling of something akin to shame runs down his spine as he recalls his reign of terror on the city, an illusion of preying on the weak to hide his own fear, lest he fail and succumb to Thanos and his minions.

Loki clenches his jaw, arms crossing over his form in an attempt to hide himself as he turns to avoid the screen.

"I see no point in this-"

"No, no wait, this is just getting good." Mobius grins as he points to the screen and Loki finds himself once again face to face with another variation of himself.

He briefly recalls the time he had lost a bet to Thor and had to change his form into that of a ginger haired man wearing a clean three piece suit, claiming he had a bomb and required over two hundred thousand in midgardian money just to see if he could pull it off. He did, in fact, pull it off, but his mother was not happy as well as the midgardians who failed to solve the case, naming him D.B. Cooper as they had no clue as to his real identity.

His attention is pulled to the screen as a familiar voice of silk enters the scene and he watches as his mother speaks to his future self, his eyes drawn into her face.

"Then am I not your mother?" He hears her ask. Yes, you are.

"No. You are not." Loki's eyes start to mist as he watches the look of hurt pass over his mother's features before she schools her expression into one of contempt.

"Always so perceptive, about everyone but yourself." She decides.

The screen flickers and he sees himself talking to an intruder, his voice amused as he suggests the monster to take the stairs to the left.

Then, his mother, Frigga, lying on the cold ground, a puddle of red growing rapidly beneath her body as her eyes remained closed.

His breath hitches, anger now licking up his spine. He turns sharply to Mobius who smartly remains silent.

"What is this! Some cruel joke? Where is she?! Where do you have her?"

Mobius steps forward, expression neutral as he speaks.

"She's dead Loki. This is the future, it's destined to happen, again and again because that's how it should be."

Loki falters his eyes narrowing as he spits "You're lying! I'll kill you!"

"What? Like you killed your mother."

There's a split second of silence before an angered shout is heard, a chair splitting the air as it crashes into pieces along the floor.

Before anything else can be said Mobius is summoned by Hunter B-15, his eyes falling to Loki who remains silent and he leaves with a slight tinge of guilt burrowing in his chest at the haunted look in the God's eyes.

"You think yourself so sly don't you." Loki looks up at the unfamiliar voice as the projector suddenly comes to life, a new image flicking gently on screen. His eyes catch upon your form and he watches in awe and wonder as you sit beside his future self.

"I don't think, love. I know." He grins leaning in to steal a kiss from you that leaves you both breathless.

He watches as your eyes are filled with nothing but love and adoration for him as you lean into his side.

"Loki?"

"Yes, darling?"

"Do you believe in soulmates?"

Loki tilts his head in contemplation as he looks to you, before a soft grin pulls at his lips.

"I didn't until I met you. I know that no matter who or what tries to tear us apart, we will always find a way back to each other."

A smile breaks out onto your face and Loki watches in stunned silence as the clip ends with the two of your voices fading into laughter.

"You two are meant to be together."

Loki turns as Mobius slowly comes to a stop behind him, his expression thoughtful.

"I don't enjoy hurting people you know." He responds, motioning towards the screen in reference to his attack on New York and the death of his mother.

Mobius doesn't respond, and he takes that as a sign to continue.

"I do it because I have to. Because I've had to." He looks down as he fiddles with his fingers.

Mobius hums as he replies.

"Why? Why do you think that is?"

"It's part of the illusion. It's the cruel, elaborate trick conjured by the weak to inspire fear."

Realization lights up in Mobius' eyes as he answers back.

"A desperate play for control. You do know yourself."

"A villain." Loki sums up.

"Not the way I see it."

There's a mutual silence between them before Mobius sighs.

"Look I can't offer you salvation but I can offer you something better. A fugitive variant has been killing our minutemen."

"And let me guess, you need the God of Mischief to help you stop him."

"That's right."

"How could I possibly be of use to you?"

"That's the thing. The variant we are hunting, we believe is y/n." Mobius looks towards the projector where your image is still.

"I beg your pardon?"

U N K N O W N

Mutilated bodies line the floor as a hooded figure steps over them, eyes glowing an unnatural hue.

"Is it finished?"

"Yes."

A wicked laugh fills the empty space as a portal opens in the deserted land, a set of footsteps following through.

"I'm coming for you, my love."

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destiny led me to you | loki (3)

pairing - loki laufeyson x female reader

but you would do it all again if it meant you could see him once more.

chapter summary - loki comes face to face with a piece of his future and another variation of himself.

notes - I AM SO SORRY FOR THE WAIT. things have been really hectic in my life lately but I am happy to announce that on july 4th i went to avengers campus and got to take a pic with loki, and he liked my outfit cos I dressed like him and it was amazing, but anyways thank you all so much for your patience and your continued support on this fic I have so much planned!!!

starting with the fact this chapter will give a brief explanation to how you and sylvie came across one another and the relationship between you two

[THIS SERIES WILL CONTAIN LOKI SPOILERS.]

idea credit - once again credits to @horrorisunknowntoyou for the idea!

warnings - angst, violence, smut (in later chapters)

wc : 4.4k

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A L A B A M A 2 0 5 0

Loki blinked in confusion, eyes darting between the variant of himself and the woman that he knew to be his lover, who stood before him.

"I beg your pardon?" He asked, voice dripping with bewilderment.

"I'll explain it to you later, love, if you come with me. We don't have a lot of time left." You held out a hand a small smile curling your lips as your eyes held nothing but adoration as you looked at him.

For some strange reason, Loki found himself soothed by your words, his hand coming to find your own as he followed behind you and the variant.

"Loki! What are you doing? Loki, wait!" He turned to see Mobius and a few TVA agents racing behind him and for a moment he stopped as he looked to meet the older man's eyes, his face contorted in regret.

He felt a soft hand squeeze his own and he turned to see you smiling softly at him, the touch meant to provide comfort. Making a decision, he offered an apologetic glance as he quickly stepped through the glowing portal, leaving behind perhaps his only chance at redemption.

N O R W A Y 2 0 2 3

"He loved you, you know." Your eyes remain closed as a gentle breeze caresses your face, the salty scent of the sea bringing you a momentary sense of peace.

You don't even have to look to know who accompanies you and a broken smile decorates your face as you open your eyes and keep them trained on the gentle waves that roll beneath the ledge you stand on.

"I know. Just as you know he loved you too, even if he had a weird way of showing it." You both chuckle, voices wavering with emotion.

"I'm going to miss you, Thor." A beat of silence and then warm arms are encasing you as you inhale the scent of stale beer and cheese. Oddly enough the scent comforts you and you find yourself crying as you finally allow yourself to truly grieve.

"Lady y/n, know that you can come to me at any time and for anything." Thor murmurs in your ear and you ignore the pang of guilt that fills your heart as you know what you planned to do.

"Of course, the same goes for you." One last squeeze and you watch as Thor joins the guardians, your lips pressing together in a thin line.

"I'm sorry." The apology is lost in the sound of the waves crashing against the rocks as your hand reaches into your pocket and feels along your only chance of seeing your love once more.

U N K N O W N

You groan as you land in an unfamiliar area, clearly a time in which another tragedy is striking the planet and all that occupy it.

You pick up the mobius strip bracelet and the damaged pym particle as you stumble, breaking into a run trying to find shelter as debris rains down on you, the ground shaking as you realize an earthquake is taking place.

Lost in your thoughts you fail to see the figure moving in your direction and you both collide, your bracelet falling from your grip and your butt meeting the ground.

You look up as you meet familiar blue eyes, a horned helmet peeking from the dark hood. You gasp and sit back on your heels, eyes tearing up.

"You-"

Before you can say any more you are suddenly grabbed and pulled under a roof of rubble, the figure drawing a sword to your throat as their hood falls.

"Who are you? Who sent you?" You study the woman before you, your heart aching when you realize how much she reminds you of your Loki. You offer your name timidly as you look to the ground.

"I wasn't sent by anyone. I'm just looking for someone that was taken from me. Unfortunately I got lost." You admit.

The sword is quickly pulled back and you watch as the woman studies you intently.

She seems to notice your bracelet and lifts it to inspect it as you try not to panic. Seeing as it was your only hope to find Loki.

"What's this?" She questions. You know attempting to lie won't end well for you and frankly you don't want to mess with her.

"It's how I got here and how I am able to get places. But it's useless now because the key part to it got damaged." You sigh dejectedly.

As the earth continues to shake around you, you watch the woman quickly pull a device from her suit, her delicate hands moving rapidly across the screen.

She looks at you and makes a split decision as she holds out a hand.

"You may call me, Sylvie. Now, come with me. I'll help you find whomever you're looking for and in return you will help me bring down the TVA."

You find yourself taking her hand as a portal materializes before you.

"Deal."

T V A U N K N O W N

Loki stumbles in confusion as the portal closes behind him, the familiar locker room concluding that he is in fact back at the very organization he was running from.

"Wait, just a minute! What the hell is going on?" He inquires as you seem to follow alongside the variant with no hesitation.

"Look, just stay out of my way. I've planned this for too long for you to go and muck things up." The variant speaks up, not bothering to turn around as she saunters on with you close behind.

"It will all be explained later, love." You pat his arm which he yanks away, ignoring the stab of guilt he feels when he sees the flash of hurt that glazes your features.

You sigh, shaking the hurt away as you suddenly turn and watch Sylvie take down a few guards. Her moves are quick and precise.

"Hey!" A few more come around the corner as they hear the commotion and seeing as Sylvie is occupied you spin and sweep the legs out from under the guards, reaching for their pruning stick and jabbing them with it, as they quickly disintegrate.

Just as the three of you reach the golden elevators, a shout is heard and you turn to see a brown skinned woman with her hair pulled back and adorning a brown suit, guards posted on either side of her. She holds a stick in her hand as she glares at the trio of you.

Quickly, before you can blink, Sylvie grabs Loki and yanks him to her chest, her sword finding a place beneath his chin as it grazes his throat.

"Make one more move and I'll kill him." She bargains and you snap your head to look at her, eyes narrowing. She doesn't make eye contact but her hand lowers behind her back as she flicks her fingers at you, letting you know she hadn't forgotten your deal.

"Go ahead, you'll be doing me a favor." The woman responds unimpressed, you're all taken by surprise as Loki quickly snatches the device from Sylvie's pocket and presses a button as you all quickly fall into the portal.

L A M E N T I S - 1 2 0 7 7

You groan, eyes squinting open as you try to adjust to your surroundings. You quickly sit up as you hear a scuffle and you barely hold back from rolling your eyes as you spot Loki and Sylvie arguing over the tempad.

"Where is the tempad?!" Sylvie growls, her sword poised at her side. Loki sneers, face contorted in mockery.

"In my heart."

"Then I'll carve it out."

This time you can't hold back an eye roll, it seemed that all variants of Loki had a thing for the dramatics.

"Enough. We need to figure out where Loki sent us so we can get the hell out of here." Just as the words leave your lips a giant boulder crashes through the roof, nearly missing you by a hair.

You jump and move to step outside as Sylvie follows behind.

"You idiot! You sent us to Lamentis-1." She concludes turning to Loki with fury sewn on her features.

"I don't know what that means!" Loki shouts defensively, black hair flying about.

"It means that moon is going to crash into this planet and destroy us all!" Her statement is met with a sheepish grin as Loki rocks back on his heels.

Groaning in both irritation and fear you turn your head slightly so the pair can hear you as you all head back for shelter.

"Would you two stop arguing like a bunch of toddlers and focus on not dying!" Like two angry kittens the pair face you with narrowed eyes and pouty lips causing you to smirk amused.

Just as you turn around another piece of the moon smashes into the earth where you stood, sending you on your ass as you look on in shock. A pair of arms lifts you easily from the floor and pulls you along, easily avoiding the pelted rocks.

With a quick glance you realize it's Loki who has a hold on you, his length allowing him to carry you both quickly across to a nearby shack, all three of you quickly entering it.

"She didn't need your help!" Sylvie adds her thoughts on the matter causing you to blink in confusion.

"What? How do you know what she wants?!"

You sigh, closing your eyes and letting your head hang.

It was going to be a long night.

After their little spat, the duo decided to call a truce in favor of getting off the planet alive and currently you all were looking for a big enough source to recharge the tempad.

"So, I think it's high time you answer my questions." Loki suddenly appears beside you, eyes alight with curiosity and hands folded behind his back.

You sigh, turning your gaze to the ground as you figure he has a right to know why you were looking for him in the first place.

"Well, you- or rather the future version of yourself, and I were together you see. We met on Sakaar, I was a being who got experimented on with an infinity stone and escaped. I somehow ended up on the trash planet and became the grand master's right hand man of sorts and we crossed paths. And, you know the rest I assume." You glance at Loki to gain a reaction only to see him smiling softly, seemingly reminiscent.

He looks to you again, an unreadable look in his gaze.

"And how exactly did you find yourself working with dear Sylvie here?"

You snort, something akin to amusement lining your voice.

"Ah well, in search of you, I tried traveling through time to find you and managed to bump into her, she gratefully helped me and in return I figured why not support her cause." You shrugged.

Up ahead you could see a small house and you looked to see if Sylvie caught sight of it as well. Judging by the sudden increase in her pace, you figured she had.

Loki, alarmed by the sudden determination on her face as well as the reappearance of her sword, steps forward.

"Now remember, brute force is no substitute for diplomacy and guile."

"Noted." Sylvie huffs before she rushes towards the door of the house and kicks it down.

You grimace as Sylvie is blown back by the sudden blast of the gun a woman holds, her sword landing by her side as she groans in discomfort.

"Sorry about that, ma'am." You offer as you timidly step by Loki's side hidden from view in hopes of avoiding the same treatment.

A snort reaches your ears as the lady settles back in her seat, gun resting on her lap.

"Don't be, I enjoyed it." She admits.

"As did I.'' Loki adds, a genuine grin painted across his lips.

"Look, we're just lost travelers and in search of a way out of here. Do you know somewhere we can go?" You try, pushing Loki back before he could attempt one of his plans.

"Hmm," the woman is skeptical as she sees you step into sight,"there's a train about a mile north heading for the evacuation ark, but you'll never get a ticket." You thank her, stepping away and towards Sylvie who hums thoughtfully at the new information.

"That ark should have enough juice to charge the tempad." She concludes. You offer her a hand as she takes it and dusts herself off, immediately heading off.

You motion for Loki to follow as you all walk in silence.

"I've never done this much walking in all my years of living." Loki speaks up after a while, his voice cutting through the comfortable silence.

Sylvie and you both look up in surprise at his sudden words as he continues to complain.

"Well then this must be the worst day of your life." Sylvie jests, ignoring the eye roll Loki sends her way though you both catch the upturn of his lips.

"How about, you enchant me and while my subconscious rests, you walk for me. Then when we get there you can just wake me?" Loki tries.

You snort, shaking your head in disbelief at the lazy God, while Sylvie looks at him with an unimpressed glare.

"It doesn't work like that genius." She puts a hand to her head as if his very words brought her great pain.

"No? Do tell." He responds, intrigued. You look up as well, curiosity causing you to join the conversation you'd been idly listening to.

"I have to make physical contact first and then grab a hold of their mind. Then I usually manipulate a memory of theirs. Some minds can be easily persuaded, but the stronger ones usually take more energy. That soldier of yours, C-20 was a lot more difficult than I expected. I had to find a memory of hers, years prior to her recruitment of the TVA." She explains, kicking a stray rock in her path.

At this, Loki suddenly stops in place. The line between his brows became furrowed in deep thought.

His eyes widen when something finally registers in his mind and he turns to Sylvie, hand coming to rest on her shoulder as he turns her to face him.

"What did you just say?" He quizzes.

Sylvie watches him, perplexed at his sudden change in behavior.

"I was told that all variants were created by the timekeepers." Loki deciphers. You feel your own confusion flare at his words as you recall Sylvie describing her life to you before she was taken by the TVA.

"What? That's ridiculous, all of them had a life before the TVA. They're all variants."

Loki falls short, eyes narrowing as more information is revealed to him.

"They don't know that." He gathers.

You feel a wave of anger rush over you as you realize the organization that captured both of your Loki's had not only ruined the lives of them, but many others, some who were inexplicably innocent and most likely happy.

You all remain quiet as you ponder your thoughts, gaze stuck to your feet as you move along.

Not long passes by before a train lines your vision, an extensive line of people waiting desperately for passage to their one chance of survival.

Guilt wells up in your gut as you spot children, unaware of the danger that creeps up behind them as they play, their laughter filled with joy.

"Do we have a plan?" You ask as you face forward, reluctantly turning your gaze from the people.

Sylvie opens her mouth to draw up what is no doubt a hit and ask questions later sort of plan.

Loki is quick to extinguish this as he points to himself with confidence.

"No, we are doing this one my way."

Without sharing a word of this so-called plan to you, he quickly uses his seidr to call an illusion upon himself. Dressed like that of a guard, he places his hand on both of you and leads you to the front of the line past the angry citizens unfortunately deemed unimportant for their status.

"Tickets?" The guards question and you tense as you wait for the inevitable failure of your plan.

Luckily, a slight touch from Sylvie is enough to scramble the man's thoughts as he waves the concern of the guards off as he moves out of your way to let you through.

"Of course, right this way." He smiles.

You all enter as Loki greets the passengers already on board, deepening his voice for reasons you are unsure of.

Sylvie needs no prompting to sit down and you follow along, your feet aching from the exhausting trek there.

Loki takes his helmet off holding it to his side as he fidgets.

"Uhm, I can't sit backwards on a train, it makes me uncomfortable." He speaks. Sylvie does not move, rolling her eyes as she looks up.

"Well, I never sit with my back to a door." At her words, Loki furrows his eyebrows and opens his mouth to argue. Before he can you grab his hand and yank him into the seat next to you.

"Please just sit. I am too tired to deal with the both of you squabbling like children, you're going to draw attention to us which is exactly what we don't need at the moment."

Loki nods, setting his helmet down as the three of you look around awkwardly.

"So, how did you learn the whole," Loki lifts his hands mimicking the way Sylvie uses her magic. She snorts looking to see if he was really interested in knowing.

"I taught myself."

"What? Really! You taught yourself?" Loki sounds excited and even impressed at this and you shake your head fondly.

"Mhmm." Sylvie nods, proud of herself.

"My mother taught me magic." Loki reminisces.

You both look up at this, surprised by the sudden softness of his tone though you remember that Loki had always spoken fondly of his mother.

"What was she like?" She queries.

"She was," he pauses, eyes glazing over "a Queen of Asgard. She was good. Purely decent."

Sylvie tries to lighten the mood, her words taking on a teasing tone.

"Are we sure she was your mother then?"

Loki plays along, his grin lighting up his face.

"Oh no, she's not actually. I was adopted. Is that a bit of a spoiler for you? Sorry about that." He grimaces.

Sylvie shakes her head undeterred.

"No, I knew I was adopted."

"What! They told you?"

"Mhmm."

As the pair continue to converse you find your head lowering to your arms placed on the table, exhausting sweeping over you and soon your eyes close as you drift off.

Loki regards the sudden silence from you and glances over, blue eyes softening at your figure as you sleep soundly. He notices how peaceful you look and tries to ignore the rush of butterflies that occupy his stomach as he observes you.

"You really care about her don't you?" His attention turns back to Sylvie who is watching him with a knowing gleam planted in her eyes.

He looks at you and let's his gaze drift to the table.

"It's funny really, at first I found it absurd that my so-called future lied with her. As all my life I've been told I would never find love. And yet, here we are because even after death parted us, she still found a way back to me." He acknowledges.

"She was hellbent on finding you as I found her. I struck up a deal with her in return for finding you and she claimed as long as I didn't harm you, she'd care less what happened to her or the TVA." Loki sits back at this, shock littering his expression.

He had grown used to not being cared for less; it came from ulterior motives. The only one who truly gave a damn about him was his mother, and now even more apparent, you.

Soon after their conversation, Sylvie joins you in dreamland and Loki takes this time to go to the bar and grab a drink, needing a break from the sudden feelings rising in his being.

One drink turns into four and he quickly loses count as he consumes a worrying amount of alcohol.

His inhibition has long left him as he starts up a tune with the band he suddenly conjured, the guests on board joining in his glee as he sings.

The sudden noise jarrs the both of you that are asleep and you blink blearily as you watch Loki dance around completely carefree.

Sylvie waves at him to catch his attention but he only waves back, the childish grin on his face causing you to laugh and him to blush as he realizes you too are awake.

"Where's your suit at?" Sylvie tries to mouth to him as he shrugs continuing on his tune.

Suddenly he puts a finger to his lips as he motions everyone to quiet. Then making eye contact with you, he begins to sing a song you recognize as the one he sang to you on Sakaar. One of many nights when you could not sleep.

' I stormsvarte fjell, jeg vandrer alene

Over isbreen tar jeg meg frem

I eplehagen står møyen den vene

Og synger: “når kommer du hjem? '

You beam at him as he returns to dancing, raising a single hand in the air.

"To y/n, everybody!"

Sylvie is fuming at this point as Loki has managed to bring attention to himself and in general, all of you as a man nearby speaks to some guards their eyes settled on Loki who wears the jacket gifted by the TVA.

"You're drunk." Sylvie points out as soon as she is near the God. He sways on his feet as he stands and he struggles to meet her gaze.

"No, I'm just full. Very full." He argues.

She ignores him as she yanks him down to her level.

"Don't play coy with me. I saw some people looking at you because you took off your disguise." She counters.

You watch on nervously as you notice guards coming in your direction and you nudge Sylvie as you realize they don't seem to have friendly intentions.

"Can we see your tickets, sir." One demands gruffly as you and Sylvie share a glance.

Loki smirks arrogantly as he motions to you both that he can handle this and you pale as he lifts his hand to conjure tickets but instead a spring of fireworks lights up his palms.

"Oh, oops." His grin falters and suddenly chaos erupts.

Guards are quick to try and subdue Sylvie and you warm your palms up with energy as a hue of purple shoots from them, lifting the guards from the ground and throwing them across the room like mere ragdolls.

You cry out as a guard yanks you arm behind your back, the motion causing a sharp pain to erupt in your wrist and the sound catches Loki's attention as his brows furrow in anger and he quickly throws a dagger, easily taking down the guard as the blade slits his throat.

You nod at him in thanks as you turn your attention to Sylvie and remove the guard from her. You notice her horns are missing and she shakes her head at you as the pair of you move to fight the rest of the guards.

Both of your heads snap towards the window when you see Loki being tossed out of it and you groan as you follow him, your body landing on the ground softly thanks to your powers.

Sylvie is none too pleased and you can't blame him, but nonetheless you stand by Loki's side as you try to calm things down.

"You are a clown! You never take things seriously and because of that we are going to die."

You watch as a look of hurt passes over Loki's eyes and you decide to step in.

"Alright, let's all take a breather. We might die or we might not, but yelling at one another is only going to waste more time." You offer softly.

Sylvie takes a deep breath and then screams, her hands sending a green blast at her sides. She then walks off leaving you and Loki in stunned silence.

"Give her a minute. She didn't mean what she said, it was her anger speaking." You tell Loki who nods in understanding, upset with himself for putting you in harm's way.

You slowly make your way to where Sylvie sits idly on a stray boulder and you sit beside her, your presence offering support.

Loki joins and sits on her other side, albeit making sure to leave a decent amount of space between them, afraid to anger her more.

"Did screaming make you feel better?" His tone is mellow and Slyvie appreciates it as she lets out another breath.

"Yes, it did. You should try it sometime."

They both jump as you stand up and do exactly that, sending them both in a fit of giggles as you nonchalantly sit back down.

"You're right, I do feel better." You supply.

"So, what do we do now?" Loki inquires.

Sylvie remains silent as you think over something, your mind flashing to the ark.

You sit up as you turn to them both, a twinkle of hope in your eye.

"I have an idea."

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destiny led me to you | loki (2)

pairing - loki laufeyson x female reader

but you would do it all again if it meant you could see him once more.

chapter summary - loki finally comes face to face with the variant behind the attacks on the TVA and the truth is not at all what he expected.

notes - thank you all for the continued support on this fic, i am so excited to continue this story and even more excited about the episodes as we dive deeper into the series ahh

[THIS SERIES WILL CONTAIN LOKI SPOILERS.]

idea credit - once again credits to @horrorisunknowntoyou for the idea!

warnings - angst, violence, smut (in later chapters)

wc : 1.9k

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T V A U N K N O W N

The sound of obnoxious clicking echoed around the otherwise quiet office as Loki swirled around in his seat. His thumb flicked the button of the pen in his hand repeatedly as he ignored the glares of those sharing the cubicles next to him.

Mobius had left him about thirty minutes ago, instructing him to watch the videos pertaining to the NEXUS events and time itself while he talked to the higher ups, and unsurprisingly Loki had abandoned the task almost immediately after it was assigned.

"C'mon Loki, I know you understand this stuff." Miss Minutes spoke up, her southern accent tinted with disapproval as she cocked a hip out.

"Curious little thing you are. Tell me something, Miss Minutes. Are you alive or just a recording?" Loki piped up inquisitively as he leaned forward.

The orange colored clock rose a brow disbelieving as she stared at the God unsure of how to answer.

"Uh..kind of both?" She offered with a shrug. A mischievous smile upturned the corner of his lips and before she could blink a wadded up jetski magazine came down on her, nearly colliding with her head. Miss Minutes jumped out of the way as the playful God attempted to swat her. Resembling that of a Cat with a string of yarn.

"Hey! Mind your manners! Jerk." The clock leaped for the screen before the God, her body returning to a two dimensional cartoon. Loki merely chuckled in amusement leaning back in his seat in smug content.

"Is that my jet ski magazine, put that down!" A familiar voice interrupted causing Loki to look up as the middle aged man walked over, his moustache twitching in either annoyance or amusement.

"Let's go. We have another case. The variant struck again." Mobius waved a jacket in Loki's direction, urging him to follow behind as he headed for the hall where the other agents were located.

Slipping the tan jacket on, Loki smirked in Mobius' direction.

"How do I look?" The God strutted ahead not noticing the smug looks the agents sent as the jacket headlined his status to the others.

"C-20 and her team went dark sometime after entering the 1985 branch. All signs point to another ambush. We've grabbed enough temporal aura to know it's another Loki variant. But which kind remains unknown." Hunter B-15 speaks bluntly, seriousness laced in her tone.

Despite the guarded looks on the agents' faces, Loki can't help but add his own unnecessary input.

"They're the lesser kind, to be clear." He grins amused, eyes alight with mischievousness.

All traces of humor leave his face when he catches the sarcastic smirk on Hunter B-15's face as she suggests for him to turn around, his eyes catching the word VARIANT printed in a rusty orange across his broad back.

"I don't want anyone to forget what you are." She adds snidely.

Loki has to hide back the slight sting her words leave as he tilts his head mockingly.

"Oh, your only hope of capturing a murderer?"

"No. A cosmic mistake." This time the words are spoken with a sharp bite, leading him to snap his mouth closed with barely contained anger.

"Look, let's just find our guy alright." Mobius adds in, desperate to try and put a stop to the tension.

"If you find a Loki, prune him."

U N K N O W N

"How long have we been best friends?" You questioned, eyes gleaming as you took a sip of your margarita. Fairy lights glittered above you as music pulsed loudly in the background, yet your focus was trained on the pretty brunette before you.

"It feels like forever." She giggled as she danced along in her seat to the music, her drink swaying dangerously in her hand.

"Hmm, then you'll have no problem telling me where the time keepers are." Your smile slid into a thin line as your eyes brightened an odd shade of gold.

"What?" The brunette suddenly froze in her tracks, the glazed look in her eyes fading as she came to her senses. Her eyes darted around nervously as recognition filled the lines in her face as she looked back at you, fear making itself known.

"I know this place, but I don't know you."

You grinned slyly as your hands took on a similar hue to your eyes, wisps of energy manipulated by your hands.

"You will."

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"Alright, our variant is somewhere in here so we need to group up in pairs, we don't know what this variant wants nor what he looks like, so we need to stay sharp. Loki and I will head-"

"No, he comes with me." Mobius stopped sharply as he looked to Hunter in disbelief, his moustache once again drooping with disapproval.

"What! No, I am his supervisor so he needs to come with me."

"Look if you want to take this up with Renslayer-"

"Mobius, it's fine. You can trust me." Loki offers as he walks steadily to Hunter's side not bothering to hide his smirk as she obviously moves away from him, her displeasure clear.

"Why is it always the ones that you can't trust, say to trust them. Fine, go! Try not to lose the collar this time." Mobius shakes his head at the pair as he takes off in the opposite direction.

"I for one think it's great we are spending time together." Loki quips after a moment in tense silence. Hunter rolls her eyes motioning for him to be quiet as they come across a lone figure in the aisle.

"Hey! What are you doing?" Hunter called out as the figure turned slowly, obscured by the shelves lining the walkway.

"Woah, it's okay! I was just buying some spring decor." Rounding the corner, a man spoke with his hands raised up in surrender.

Loki eyed the man wearily as he exchanged looks with B-15.

"In the middle of a storm?" He questioned. The male shrugged innocently as Hunter cast a suspicious glare at Loki.

"Could this be you?"

"Well I would have worn a suit, but yes." With that Hunter was stepping forward, her wand poised to attack.

Before the pair could blink the male was reaching forward, his hand locking around Hunter's forearm. A soft cloud of green was the only indication that anything had taken place.

"Hmm, you're not as handsome as she claimed you to be." Hunter piped up as the male fell limp. Loki looked up in surprise as a coy grin occupied the normally stoic agent's face.

"Me, I presume?" He put the pieces together quite quickly.

"Not quite." Loki watched as the variant comfortably controlled the body of a stranger not at all feeling threatened by the God.

"What is it you want?" Loki found himself asking despite knowing he would not get an answer. If this Loki was anything like himself, they were manipulative and took joy in mind games.

"Such interesting questions, shame I don't feel like answering them." Hunter piped up with a swing in her step. Loki could only wonder if this was how Thor felt constantly when he was being a little shit.

"Now I know why Thor thought this was annoying," Loki muttered "Enough mind games, what do you want from me?!" He shouted, eyes blazing.

"Do you guys need help finding the storm shelter?" A kind voice suddenly piped up, a man no older than twenty offering a shy grin.

"No." Loki, the lesser kind of course, replied and he watched as Hunter collapsed to the floor, the male taking her place.

"How long are you going to keep this game up, Loki?" He sneered as he watched on cautiously.

"Ugh, do not call me that." A grimace took over the male's face as he looked at his nametag, "You can call me Randy."

Loki rolled his eyes as he straightened up, his eyes calculating.

"Alright then, Randy. I have a proposition." Randy titled his head in interest as he motioned for Loki to walk with him.

"I plan to overthrow the TVA and take the place of the timekeepers, and I'm in dire need of a second in command."

Randy scoffed at his words, spinning on his heel with a flourish.

"Wow so you went undercover? You really think that's what this is about? You're even less intelligent than I thought." Randy placed his hands behind his back as he walked away. Loki's lips slipped into a scowl as he followed close behind.

"Now wait just a minute." As he turned the corner he was suddenly hit with a kick to the chest, sending him careening into the display behind him and causing him to blink in shock as pain laced through his body.

He glanced up as a portly shaped man laughed wickedly as he stepped forward.

"Enough. I have shit to do, and you are irrelevant to my plans."

Loki flipped his hair from his face theatrically as he sat back on his heels, his glare promising.

"Rude."

He leapt for the variant, aiming a punch to the throat that unfortunately was dodged.

"Show yourself, or are you afraid?" Loki taunted as they danced around one another, dodging hits and kicks alike.

He blinked as the variant disappeared, the lights flickering, washing over his silhouette with an abundance of red.

"Prepare yourself, Loki." He turned as a hooded figure spoke, a smaller silhouette accompanying them.

His voice echoed back around them as the lights flickered along the aisles, the hooded figure's footsteps the only sound apart from his own breath.

Suddenly the figure lifted it's hood and he gasped as a head of blonde hair was revealed, dressed in a familiar garb of armor with a horned crown atop her head.

"Surprised are we? This was never about you." She smirked, stepping around him to grab the time charge as she turned the dials.

Loki could only watch as each time charge lit up, a countdown starting as they each buzzed with energy.

"So that's your plan, to blow us all up?" He questioned.

She shook her head as she opened a portal, a figure stepping through.

"I wouldn't worry about that. After all, my friend has been looking forward to seeing you."

Loki blinked in confusion as the figure, a female he concluded based on their physique, lifted their head. His eyes widened as he took in your face, recognition plastered on his own as he remembered seeing you on his file as his lover.

"Oh darling, how I've missed you."

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