#really can't wait to see what lady loki's plan is

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Summary: You're plagued with doubts when Loki goes radio silent in the middle of a mission after being tasked to acquire intelligence in the possession of a drop dead gorgeous woman.

Pairing: Loki x Reader

Word Count: 2.6k

Warnings: massive angst hours; insecure reader; language [let me know if i missed anything!]

Things to be aware of: really not much plot to this; if i'm being honest, this is just a vent piece

You knew it was a bad idea. Why didn't you listen to your gut when all this started a few months ago?

Oh. Right. You were too busy having said guts rearranged by your…what were you anyway? Friends with benefits? Booty calls with added perks? Lovers? You shuddered at that last word. Definitely not lovers. 

Dammit, you thought to yourself. I had my whole life planned out. Become a SHIELD Agent, level up in the ranks, qualify to try out for the Avengers program, become an Avenger. Getting into a situationship with Loki Laufeyson was not part of the plan, you bleeding nimrod.

Now you were here. Pacing the hotel room you two shared for this forsaken mission, waiting for him to return from seducing that absolute knockout of a target that you undoubtedly wanted to knock out with the butt of your standard issue pistol until her shiny new nose got dislodged from her perfectly nipped and tucked face. 

"We're going to need two of you to go undercover for this one," Rogers briefed the team. "Y/L/N. Laufeyson. You both haven't been spotted by the target, his daughter, or any member of their protection detail. Find the drive, clone it, bring it back here. By any means necessary." 

Upon Loki's raised hand, his brother responded with, "No, Loki, you may not kill unless it is deemed necessary by both you and Lady Y/N." 

"Yeah, Rock of Ages, so no stabbing." 

You didn't think that the drive was a trinket within the bracelet of Dasovich's daughter. That the procurement would require Loki's charms rather than your wiles. That you would have to listen to him use the same caressing tone that he'd used on you just a few short months ago that coaxed you into his bed. 

You didn't think it would hurt. To hear him use that tone with someone else. This was just supposed to be fun. An outlet for the both of you to release whatever pent up tension remained after training. Or missions that leaned more on the dangerous and violent rather than the clandestine and finessed. 

You were just supposed to be a means to each other's stress relief. An instrument towards a mutually reached orgasm. Nothing more. You didn't think—

Exactly, you fucking idiot, you didn't think, you hissed inwardly. You didn't think when you took him up on his offer, you weren't thinking when he first kissed you and slipped his tongue in your mouth, you weren't thinking the first time he used that same mouth and tongue to explore every fucking inch of your body, you weren't thinking the first or the second or the twelfth time he fucked you, and you sure as fuck weren't thinking when you fell in love with him.

"And now look where you are," you sighed into the empty room. 

The minutes turned into hours, with you on the precipice of getting on Tony's last nerve with your constant calls in of "Anything from Laufeyson?" every fifteen minutes, only to receive Steve's response of, "Sorry, Y/N. Still nothing. He must have removed his earpiece." 

"Can't imagine why," you said slyly on your last check in, receiving a chuckle from both Sam and Bucky. "But it's been hours shouldn't we go check on him?" 

"Maybe Horns just wants to be thorough," Sam quipped. "Can't blame him, that woman's practically a supermodel, I'd be thorough, too." 

Well you can't blame him but I sure as fuck can, you thought to yourself, Wilson's words cutting into your heart as if they were Loki's own daggers. "If he's not back in another fifteen minutes, I'm kicking the door in." 

"Jellybean, if Bambi's not back in ten, I'll send in his brother to get him." 

Then, as if on cue, the door to your room opened and in walked the raven-haired god, his suit pristine and not a hair out of place. As if you couldn't get any angrier; he couldn't even look disheveled after the fact because he could just put everything back in place with a wave of his hand. 

"Don't bother, Stark, he's here," you deadpanned. "Thanks." 

"Apologies, darling," he said, taking out his earpiece. "The drive took a while to clone." 

"I bet it did," you shot back, your tone unchanged. "Is she still breathing, at least?" 

"What? Of course she is, I swore not to kill her, did I not?" You felt him step closer to you, placing his hands on your upper arms. You shrugged him away. "Y/N?" He wrapped his arms around your waist; you maneuvered yourself out of his hold. "Darling?" He paused for a moment, probably noting the brass knuckles laid out on the desk next to your pistol, before he let out a chuckle. "Were you barging in to the room, dear Y/N? Come to rescue me?" 

You turned around to face him, the tears threatening to escape your eyes. "Sure, Laufeyson. Let's go with that." 

The amusement on his face melted away as he stepped toward you again. "My precious mortal--" You didn't bother trying to push him away as he pulled you into his arms, his hand gently cradling your head and stroking your hair. He took a breath. "Ask me. There's a question burning in your mind, so just ask me." 

"Do I even have to? Just so I get to hear the satisfaction in your voice when you say yes? I mean, I get it. Mission first and all that, sometimes we have to kill someone, sometimes we have to fuck someone. It comes with the job." 

"Y/N, stop this. Just ask me, so that I may tell you--"

"Loki I can't do this anymore." You rushed the words, as if they were a band aid you simply needed to rip off and everything would be over.

You felt him go frigid around you. "Darling, don't--"

"I can't go through this mission and then…what? We celebrate, we pretend that nothing happened, that you didn't use the same voice you used on me when we started this whole schtick between us on a mark? That you didn't use the exact same moves on her you did on me the second that her hotel room door closed? Hey, at least you had the courtesy to turn off your comms so I didn't have to hear her moan your name." 

"Please darling--"

"Might as well stop it now I mean I'm still hurt and I was still stupid, hell I was stupid to agree to this entire thing anyway. What was I thinking going into this with the bravado that I wasn't gonna fall in love," you chuckled darkly. "Stupid little mortal, right?"

"You—"

"But I'll be fine. Not like you'd care you probably have your next one lined up already. Is it her? Dasovich's daughter? I mean she is a looker I'll give you that, a knockout even. No you know what? Don't tell me. I don't wanna know. I don't want anything—"

"Stop," he commanded. "Before you say something you cannot rescind. You've said so much, and yet none of your suspicions could be further from the truth. Please, dear heart. Just ask me—"

"FINE!!" You pushed yourself away from him, forcing yourself to look at his face, desperately trying to find the tiniest indicators of him lying once he answered you. Fat chance of that happening, this is the literal god of lies you’re dealing with. You took a breath, your entire body shaking with a rage you couldn't contain anymore. "Was she any good?"

His brows furrowed. "What?"

"When you fucked her—"

"Y/N!" You flinched at his raised voice, the frustration that was evident in his face quickly subsiding for concern the moment a tear finally escaped your eye, rolling down your cheek. "I'm sorry," he said softly, his hands raised as if in surrender as he stepped closer to you. "My darling. My precious girl. Will you please give me a few minutes to tell you what happened?"

Instead of letting the words keep flowing, and letting yourself get louder and angrier, undoubtedly just leading to nothing but a scratched throat and a hollow heart, you gave him a wordless nod. Granted your heart would still be hollow at the end of tonight and you'd still need to nurse your wounded pride and ego, but at least you wouldn't have a scratched throat.

"I didn't touch her," he said calmly, his hands still held up, palms out, almost reaching out to you. 

"Why should I believe you?" you breathed out. You'd felt your strength waning. All you wanted was for this to be over already so that you could get another room, far away from him, and cry yourself to sleep. Though with how weak you already felt, you would probably just lie in bed with the tears streaming down the sides of your face until sleep finally overtook you.

"Because, darling, if you are in fact a stupid mortal, then I am a stupid god." Your breath hitched. Don't fucking say it, Loki, you shouted in your head. "I could not even stomach the thought of touching another. Not when I knew that the woman I love was waiting for me in our room, and every time I would think about committing myself fully to this mission, I could imagine the hurt in your eyes when I returned to you. I must say the reality is a much more agonizing than anything I could have conjured in my own mind." 

It was only then that he stepped closer, framing your face in his hands. When you blinked, more tears escaped your eyes. You didn't know if you could believe him, but you wanted to. Desperately. You wanted his words to be the truth. The woman he loved. How you wished it could be real.

"I enchanted her drink, darling. She's asleep. I didn't touch her. I couldn't. Not when I already belong to another. There is no 'next one', dear heart. There is only you. There will only ever be you." He laid his lips on yours in a tender kiss. "Truly the delay was not caused by a prolonged seduction, I could never do that to you. No mission could ever be worth harming you. I needed to scour her slumbering memories to find the location of the drive, the true drive. Our intel misled us. The intelligence she possessed was not upon a trinket around her wrist, but disguised as the jewel upon her shoes."

His words refused to sink in. You refused to accept them. Any of them. They resembled a dream you wished not to wake from. But that was all they were. A dream. These were pretty words fashioned from a pretty mouth. A silver tongue. Pretty words were his specialty; his poorly hidden superpower. With them he could get any unwitting victim to fold, bend to his will. 

And now he was using them on you. Again. 

"Stop," you pleaded. "Please, Loki I'm begging you." Your voice began to crack at your words. "When we started this, we were just having fun. It was stress relief. It's not fun anymore. It hurts. It makes me want to rip my heart out just so it stops hurting so much." You pulled his hands away from your face and began to sink to your knees. "That's it. I give. I can't anymore."

Panic colored his face as he saw what you were doing, and he wrapped an arm around you and pulled you straight to your feet. "No, my love. You do not kneel. Not you." He pressed a kiss to your forehead. "Never you." A kiss to your temple, then your cheek. "Y/N, please. I never wish to harm you, my precious girl. My dear heart." He proceeded to press kisses down to your neck, your clavicle, above your heart, until he reached your lower stomach. And there he stayed, hands on the sides of your thighs, his forehead pressed to your navel.

And then you realized that he had sunk to his knees. 

"I cannot lose you, Y/N. My heart would not bear the anguish of losing you." His arms wrapped around your legs, as if he refused to relinquish you from his hold. "This was never about fun for me, dear heart. This was about need. A need I'd never once felt in my life, for anyone. I needed to hold you, to taste you, to love you. But mostly, I needed you to know that I was yours. I need you to know now that I am yours. I need you to know that I--"

"Stop it," you pleaded helplessly. "Don't say it." 

"I will," he insisted. "Because I need you to hear me say it. I need you to know that I love you, and I will spend the rest of my days striving to make myself worthy of you. Why would I ever risk you for something as trivial as intelligence for a mission? You are the most precious thing in my life." His hands grasped yours, and he brought them to his lips, pressing desperate kisses to your knuckles. "Stay with me, my love." 

"Get up," you sobbed, trying to pull him up by your joint hands. "Please, Loki." You could barely breathe as he once again placed his hands on your sides and proceeded to press kiss after kiss on your clothed body as he rose to his feet once more. 

When he was upright once more, he hovered his lips over yours, pleading, "Don't leave me." 

"Don't hurt me," you whispered back.

"Never. I would never. I love you, Y/N. I should have told you sooner. I should have told you my plans, given you no room for doubt." He pressed his lips to yours, audibly exhaling in relief when he felt you kiss him back. "I'm sorry," he murmured against your lips repeatedly between kisses. "I beg of you, my love, don't leave me." 

"I won't," you answered in a rush. "I can't. I'm yours. I love you, too. Even when it hurt to, I loved you." 

"Tell me what to do. To make amends for hurting you so. Tell me and it will be done. Just don't tell me to let you go. I could never." As if to emphasize his point, he wrapped his arms around you in an unrelenting embrace.

"Just don't hurt me," you whispered into his chest. "I won't be able to take it if you do." 

You could hear his heart beat faster as he cradled your head in his hand, holding you as if you were so precious. "I swear, my darling mortal." 

The entire remainder of the night, he made good on his promise to make amends for the hurt his silence caused you, with every kiss, every caress ensuring that the pain you felt earlier that night was a distant memory by the time you'd both arrived back to the tower.

And then the declared to Steve and Fury that he would never partake in a task like that again. That in the future he will acquire the intelligence in his own way, without having to resort to flirtation or seduction. 

When they asked him why, he simply said, "No intel would ever be valuable enough to warrant hurting the woman I love in order to acquire it." 

A/N: Let's be real…my brain went somewhere angsty and sad midway through reading the latest CF entry by @lokisgoodgirl (right before they started going at it in the mark's hotel room 😳😏), and it refused to leave that angsty and sad place until I finished writing this whew--

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Who Did This To You? Dark Ending

I'm going to ruin part one for you, you're welcome ;)

Here's your final warning! This part contains dub-con/non-con at the end, so you can avoid if you'd like.

18+ only, MDNI.

There is also a happy ending version to this story! You can check out the link below xx

Part 1 // Alternative Fluffy Ending // Read on Ao3

It wasn't an easy thing, doing what Loki did. He didn't like seeing the hurt in your eyes or the way you shook with fear. But you weren't seeing clearly on your own, so he would have to make you.

Loki couldn't remember when it had started, it had happened so naturally. 

He had always admired your spirit, your wildness and your sweetness, your biting tongue. You looked at him differently to Thor. Most people wouldn't have noticed how the smiles you gave Loki were always brighter, how easy it was between you.

And sure you would both argue and lash out, but that's what made you special. You saw Loki for who he really was, and you loved him.

You loved Loki as more than a friend, he knew, you just hadn't realised it yet.

 He would help you realise.

He loved you too, and he was tired of waiting on the sidelines. Your mothers had always noticed your closeness, and they were wise women. Loki couldn't understand why you always dismissed their comments.

He'd planned to ease you into it. 

One afternoon as you'd been riding, he'd raced ahead to a secluded lake. You'd followed, of course, laughing as you caught up with him.

"It's not a fair race if you just charge ahead without warning!"

Your laugh fizzled as you took in the sunlight dancing through the trees, the soft mossy stones around the shimmering pool of water. 

"Oh."

Loki had said nothing, dismounting from his horse and coming over to you, lifting you down. His hands lingered a breath too long on your waist.

You didn't notice, already toeing off your boots and rolling down your stockings, your bare legs peeking out from under your skirt. You dipped your feet into the water, titling your head up to the sky and breathing in the sunlight.

Loki hovered behind you, taking in your beauty. You squinted back at him. "Why are you just standing there?"

"You look exquisite, darling."

You snorted, laughing him off and turning away. "Don't make fun of me."

"I'm not." Loki took a step closer to you. 

You watched him from the corner of your eye before swooping your hand down into the water and splashing it at him. He turned away with a chuckle and you laughed with him, your hand covering your mouth as water dripped from your fingers onto your chest, the droplets glistening as they pooled between your breasts.

You stepped back onto the river bank and dried your toes on the grass. "We should head back."

"I thought we could stop and eat." 

You bent down to pull your stockings back on. "I can't. Mother wants me back early so we can look through my summer wardrobe before dinner."

"Can your fashion show not wait until tomorrow?" Loki rolled his eyes.

"Not unless you want me to miss the medal ceremony tomorrow."

Loki scoffed. "We've both seen my brother receive plenty of medals. One won't go amiss."

"I'm not arguing about this Loki." You said, slipping on your boots. "Come on, let's go."

His next opportunity had gone similarly.

Loki had been summoned to Thor's chambers late one evening, and arrived to the sound of raucous laughter.

"Brother!" Thor had stood quickly, his tankard spilling over onto the floor.

You smiled brightly at Loki and stood, dipping into an absurdly low curtsey. "My Prince!"

Loki caught you before you stumbled over, smirking. "Have you gotten the Lady drunk, brother?" He didn't look away from your bright eyes as he addressed Thor.

"Join us!" You held on tight to Loki's arm, pulling him down onto the couch. You poured him a goblet of wine.

He couldn't say no to you. Not when you were smiling so happily at him.

Loki’s anticipation grew all night as you drank, poking at him and laughing the hours away. He wanted to touch you so badly, to pull you away from Thor and kiss you.

But by the time you had all slowed down, you were far too drunk to confess your love.

He had concealed you both as you walked back to your rooms, and you gripped his hand tightly as you said good night. "You can be a lot of fun sometimes, Loki."

You were gazing up at him so warmly, it was all he could do not to pull you into his arms. "I can be any kind of fun you'd like, darling." He said lowly.

You'd smacked his chest and laughed. "Don't be obscene." 

The final straw had been just before Loki had left for their most recent battle.

He'd entered the library just as your mother was leaving.

"It's not as if I'm old, mother!"

"Well you're certainly not getting any younger!" Your mother whisper-shouted. "One of these days the Queen will marry off her sons and your prospects will wither very quickly!"

When Loki turned into your alcove you were frowning at the fireplace. "Don't be nosy, Loki."

He said nothing, sitting opposite you and crossing his ankles.

"And don't be quiet either. It's unnerving."

He held his hands up in surrender. "I look forward your's and Thor's wedding invitation."

You threw a book at him and he caught it. "I'm not in the mood."

"Would being a Princess really be so awful, Y/N?"

"Would being less of an arse really be so difficult, your highness?"

"Watch your mouth, darling." 

You frowned, but didn't apologise.

He would show you what you were missing whilst you were refusing to acknowledge your feelings. He would treat you like a princess. But first, you needed to realise what you wanted.

He would help you.

—-

The guards had been reluctant at first, but were quick to be won over by Loki's generous offer.

He had concealed himself as they waited, talking it over.

"Sounds too good to be true, doesn't it?" Erik had clapped his friend on the shoulder. "We get to fuck a Lady of the Court, and get paid for it." He shook his head in amazement.

"We should flip for who gets to take her first."

Loki was disgusted by these weak, little men. But he wouldn't let you get hurt, not truly. He was doing this for your benefit, after all. It would all work out for you in the end, when you finally got the love you deserved.

It broke his heart to see your frantic struggling, your tear-stained face as you shook with fear between these men. He would kill them for touching you anyway, but when he saw them press the blade to your skin he almost killed them right then and there.

But you were strong, and you were feisty, and once Loki had distracted them you were quick to get away.

It was hard for him to let you out of his arms, but he knew he needed to be patient as you bathed and slept. He knew you needed just a little while longer to give into your need for him.

Loki had hoped you wouldn't find out about the guards' deaths so soon, and it was hard to compose himself when you were so small in front of him.

"No one will ever hurt you again, my love."

He meant every word.

—--

My love.

The endearment lingered in your mind as you struggled to eat. You felt sick from the night before, and you were full of a new kind of nervousness. Loki had never called you that before, and why would he? You were nothing but a sarcastic ‘darling’ to him.

Things between you had changed quickly, but you knew it would feel easier if you could stop your racing thoughts for just a moment. 

The Prince was no help to your predicament. He had buttered your toast for you, for God’s sake. Since when had he ever buttered your toast?

Perhaps it shouldn’t have been as irritating as it was. It was a nice gesture, one that warmed your heart and spurred on the butterflies you had felt as you lay on his chest the night before. But you shouldn’t be having butterflies, should you? This was Loki. You may have had your fair share of sweet moments, but you’d had more than your fair share of bickering and teasing and winding each other up.

Your brother had come to the palace for the summer, on a break from school. Thor had been doing his best to make him feel welcome in your gang, and Loki… Well he was being Loki. 

He didn’t like not having your attention. 

Thor and Aksel had been gathering wood for a mini bonfire, and trying to show off who could lift the heaviest logs. You were pretty sure Thor was letting Aksel win. 

As you were distracted watching Thor and Aksel trying to throw logs further than each other and cheering them on, a snake slithered its way across the grass to you, and you screamed, rushing to your feet. 

“Loki!”

The Prince simply laughed, lounging back on the blanket as the snake wound its way up Aksel’s leg. Your brother yelled, kicking it off until it fizzled away in a green shimmer.

“What the hell, Loki?” You kicked him in the leg.

He rolled his eyes. “Don’t be such a spoilsport. It’s only a bit of fun. And don’t kick me either.” He kicked you back.

You reached down and tried to push him over, but he batted you away. Not deterred, you crouched down to get closer, but he knocked against your leg and you fell back on your bum. You huffed, reaching out a leg to kick him again.

“Don’t kick me!” Loki got up onto his knees and pushed you down.

“Well you shouldn’t use magic to scare people!”

You grappled with him, pinching him in the ribs until he yelled in pain and you got leverage to push him over. You sat on top of him, jabbing him in the chest.

Thor and Aksel watched as you bickered and fought, the latter more concerned than his Prince. 

“Are they always like this?”

You felt like you should be as stubborn as you always were and smack his hand away from your toast, and it was a tad unnerving that instead you felt yourself fighting off a blush. 

He’d suggested a walk in the gardens as the weather was so nice. At least in public you could keep your distance.

It was just your luck that you found them practically empty. 

You walked with Loki in silence for a while, trailing your fingers along the flowers and leaves. It was only when Loki stopped beneath a tree that you realised you hadn’t seen anyone else in a while. He tugged your arm and you looked back.

His gaze was intense as he pulled you to him slowly. You held your breath as you moved into his space, your hands coming up against his chest as you breathed in the earthy scent of him. His body was warm and solid beneath your touch.

His eyes held yours as he lifted a hand to touch your face, the other wrapping around your waist. You couldn’t help but lean into his touch, closing your eyes as your heart raced. “Loki..I-”

“I know,” he said quietly, “But I know you feel it too.”

You turned away out of his touch. This was going too quickly, wasn’t it? Too much, too fast, too intimate. “I don’t know-”

His grip tightened on your waist, and he tilted your head back towards him. “I know, I know. It’s new and it's different, but we can take it slow,” he whispered, “I don’t want to lose this, darling.” His eyes flashed quickly with something, but then he was smiling. “We’ll take it slow.”

You found his words surprisingly reassuring. This was new to him too, and yet he could still feel what you felt, this newfound need to be closer.

You touched his wrist lightly, nudging his hand away from your face. “Okay. We’ll take it slow.” You pulled out of his arms, but came beside him and placed your hand in the crook of his elbow. He looked down at you with a warm smile and your heart skipped a beat. You could get used to that.

The next week followed quicker than you thought possible. It had only been five days when Thor pulled you to the side of a ball. 

“Take a walk with me, Y/N. I’d rather be out of earshot when Syf tells the new ambassador all about our next excursion.” He grimaced and winked at you, gesturing to the doors out onto the patio.

You glanced briefly at where Loki was standing talking to the Queen, and then followed Thor outside. The cool summer breeze was refreshing and you sipped your wine as Thor leant against the railing. 

“It seems I’ve lost my chance, Y/N. My brother has already won your affections.” He smirked at you and you rolled your eyes.

“He hasn’t won anything. You know I love you both.”

Thor hummed. “Something has changed between the two of you.”

Loki had found the way back to that beautiful clearing from before, and this time you’d brought a picnic.

He lay the blanket down on the soft grass for you and you made yourself comfortable as he unpacked the food and champagne.

You poured two glasses and passed him one. “To you, my Prince.” You raised your glass.

“To me?”

“To you. You saved me.” You couldn’t hold his gaze as you spoke, looking down.

Loki put his glass down, sitting up onto his knees and taking your chin in his hand, making you look at him. “I’ll always protect you, darling.”

After you’d eaten you found yourself tired. You didn’t let yourself stop to second guess your actions as you lay down, resting your head on Loki’s lap. He threaded his hands through your hair, kneading your scalp.

“Better?” 

You hummed, closing your eyes and basking in the feeling of the sunshine on your face and his fingers on your skin.

You came to stand beside Thor, gazing out into the shadowy gardens. “It’s still very new.”

“Loki’s always had a soft spot for you. We both have.” He shakes his head. “But the way he’s been looking at you this evening, I’ve never seen him look like that before.”

You swallow hard, not sure what to say.

“If he ever hurts you, Y/N-”

“He won’t. You know he wouldn’t.”

Thor sighed. “I know. But he’s still a man. We are foolish creatures.” He nudged your shoulder with his. “I know you can hold your own against him, Y/N, but I’ll always be there for you when he inevitably messes things up.”

“You underestimate him.”

“You overestimate him.”

—

You were sat on the couch in your rooms, your legs up on Loki’s lap. He was tracing light circles on your ankle as you both read. You were absorbed in your book, leaning back against the pillows. 

Loki silently traced his fingertips higher up your calf, and you were too distracted to notice. It wasn’t until Loki gently lifted your skirts higher that you were pulled out of your daze, and you looked at him over your book. You nudged him with your other foot. “Oi. Watch how high you’re going, your highness.”

He put his book down, holding your gaze as he trailed his hand higher, until his fingers grazed your knee. You shivered, squeezing your thighs together to stop his hand going higher. “Loki…”

He moved quickly, keeping his hand on your knee, your skirts lifted, as he crawled over you. He propped himself up above you, his face inches away from yours.

Your heart felt like it would beat out of your chest. Loki’s eyes were dark with lust as he held your gaze. His fingers trailed ever so slightly higher. “My love…” he murmured, leaning in close. You turned your head away, his lips touching your neck.

He growled as he breathed you in, his grip tightening on your thigh. You gasped, grabbing his shoulders and pushing him away.

He stood quickly, his back to you, his shoulders heaving. You pulled down your skirt, sitting up properly. “Loki?”

“Patient. So fucking patient.” He seethed.

Your heart beat rapidly in your chest, your stomach twisting in knots. You didn’t say anything.

“I feel as if I might go mad, Y/N. Do you understand what you’re doing to me?” He turned back to you, his fists clenched.

“I-I’m sorry, I didn’t-”

“It's fine.” He uncurled his fists. “It’s fine.” He sighed. “I can be patient, darling.”

You didn’t know why you were so scared for things to go further. Maybe it was the finality of it. Loki was your friend, and once you crossed that line, there was no going back. You didn’t want to upset him, either way. 

You stood, walking over to him and taking his hand. “Are you sure you want this?”

“I’ve never been more sure in my life.”

You couldn’t imagine the whirlwind of emotions Loki had been through. You felt dizzy from how quickly things had changed, and he was already a step ahead of you. 

You’d always been competitive. You weren’t going to be the one to back down now.

You came closer to him, placing your hand on his cheek. He was just as handsome as ever, and for once you let yourself linger on it. His cool green eyes, his sharp jaw, his dark hair, his soft lips…

You lifted onto your toes, closing your eyes as you leaned in. He met you halfway. The kiss was warm, and firm and…electrifying. You were melting into it as his arms wrapped around your waist, pulling you against him. You gasped into his mouth and he groaned, kissing you hungrily. A moment longer, and you pulled away to catch your breath, your cheeks hot. You looked at each other, flustered, and giggled. 

Loki chuckled with you, squeezing your waist. “Not bad, darling.”

“Not bad yourself.”

—

Things had been going too well. Of course they had.

Loki couldn't get enough of you. It was like there was a countdown on how long he could go without touching you. 

He pulled you into an alcove on your way to the library, just to press you against the wall and kiss you hard. He pinned you there with his body and took his time tasting you. When he finally let go, you were both out of breath. “I’ll walk you down.”

He blocked the door when it was time for you to take tea with your mother, pulling you in by your waist and pressing his lips against yours. You found your annoyance draining when he was pulling your hair and kissing you hotly. It was like he was a drug, and the second you were offered a taste you couldn’t get enough. Your heart hammered anytime he touched you.

By the time you’d managed to make it to tea your lips were red and puffy, and you barely remembered to straighten your dress before your mother saw you.

You stood over Loki, arms crossed. “It’s late.”

He pulled your arms away from your chest and pulled you down onto his lap. “I’m a night owl,” he murmured into your neck.

“I’m tired, Loki.”

“You can sleep here.”

He was so hard to resist. It was another twenty minutes before he left.

You were soon to be smitten, you were sure, but Loki was Loki, and you were you. It was only a matter of time before you butted heads. 

Your brother had arrived at the palace as a surprise for your birthday. You were just smiling at Loki from down the hallway when you heard footsteps and felt a pinch at your waist. You jumped with a gasp, turning to see Aksel and pulling him in for a hug as you squealed.

“Brother!” You smiled. “It’s been so long!”

“It really has,” he agreed.

You hugged him again, beyond ecstatic. The last time you had seen him had been at your coming of age.

“I’m here for your birthday, Y/N. My boy is old enough now that I don’t have to worry about leaving his mother, so I thought I’d come down as a surprise.”

“Oh, how are they?” You linked your arm in his, immediately thinking of your sister and nephew. “I need to come down now they are well. I’ve yet to-”

Loki cleared his throat behind you. “Aksel. It’s been too long.”

“Your highness.” Your brother bowed. His years away from the palace at a prestigious school meant her was nowhere near as close to the princes as you were.

You watched as Loki’s gaze flicked down to your joined arms. “How have you been? I imagine you must be tired from travelling.”

“It is what it is.” Your brother chuckled. “I’m just happy to see everyone again.”

“Still.” Loki looked up at your brother, his gaze dark, “You should rest. Best to catch up when you’ve got a clear head.”

You glared at Loki as your brother smiled awkwardly. “You’re probably right, your highness.” Aksel kissed your cheek. “We’ll talk later, Y/N.” 

And with that, Loki had driven him away. You glared at him before marching off. 

“Where are you going?” Loki’s long legs kept up with you easily.

“Away from you, you arse.” You kept your gaze firmly ahead.

“What have I done?” He scoffs.

“What have you done?!” You struggled to keep your voice lower than a scream. 

“Yes, what have I done that has upset you so?” His hand reached out to touch your arm.

You stopped, glancing around to check that you were alone. Then you shoved him hard in the chest. “What is wrong with you!” You shoved him again. “That is my brother you sent away. My brother, whom I have not seen in years!”

Loki grabbed your wrists to hold you still. “You’re overreacting.”

“I’m overreacting? You’re the one who, what? Was jealous of my brother?” You pulled your arms away. “You’re a rude, entitled, jealous little boy!”

“Darling, I-”

“Give me some space, Loki, please.” 

—

You’d managed to catch up with Aksel after dinner, and he had wished you a happy birthday the morning after. 

By the time Loki came to your chambers that afternoon, you’d forgotten your anger.

“I’ve got a surprise for you.”

You giggled, pulling him along and sitting him down on the couch. “Give it to me!”

“So impatient, darling,” Loki tsked, but revealed the gifts anyway. A large ornate trunk sat in front of you, a smaller velvet box beside it. You opened the trunk first, pulling out one of the most gorgeous gowns you’d ever seen. 

It was a deep forest green satin, with the bodice embroidered with tiny green jewels, a sweetheart neckline and off the shoulder bishop sleeves. It was elegant, luxurious, and beautiful. 

“Oh, Loki!” You gasped, turning to him. You saw that he had changed his clothes; he was now wearing a suit that matched the dress perfectly.

Your stomach dropped. He wanted to announce it tonight. 

The dress dropped from your grasp. “I can’t.”

“You can.” He took your hands in his. “I don’t want to keep us a secret anymore.”

You pulled away. “It’s only been a few weeks, Loki.” You bit your lip. “I’m not ready.”

“You love me, don’t you?” 

You stammered, your stomach dropping. You hadn’t stopped to think about it.

“I love you.” Loki said quietly. “Let me show everyone how much I love you.”

It felt off. It was too quick. You’d always been scared of marriage, and announcing your courting of one of the Princes? There was only one thing that the future held if you did that.

Loki took your face in his hands, kissing your forehead. “Don’t worry about it darling. I’ve always got you.”

—

Loki had left an hour ago already. You needed to summon your maids and get ready, but you couldn’t move from the edge of the bed. You’d been staring at the dress for what felt like weeks. 

You didn’t know what to do; you needed advice. Thor wasn’t particularly known for his good advice, but he was the only other person who knew about you and Loki. 

Thor it was.

You hurried to his quarters, aware of the time. He was going to walk you down to dinner as he always did, so hopefully he would be there. The guards knew this too, as they let you pass without asking.

When you entered his chambers, however, it wasn’t Thor’s voice that greeted you. 

“Well, she’ll have to.” 

It was Loki.

“Is that so? Since when have you ever known Y/N to do as she was meant to.” There was a pause. “You’ll have to stir in your angst a little longer, brother. I’ll be the first to see her decision.”

“I should be the one walking her down. She’s mine now.”

Thor let out a loud laugh. “More fool you if you think she’ll ever be owned, Loki.”

You couldn’t listen to a moment more of their bickering. You fled back to your rooms. Thor was right, Loki could sod right off if he thought he could boss you about.

You slammed the lid to the trunk shut, kicking it away. What an arrogant son of a bitch. If he thought he suddenly owned you, he was wrong. He didn’t have some kind of claim on you. You’d been foolish to entertain this blissful, touch-starved coupling. This was Loki. He was an arse.

You paced as you seethed, until your eyes landed on the long velvet box that Loki had brought. You hadn’t opened it yet. 

You lifted it up to the candlelight. Inside was a necklace worth more than your entire dowry. Three strings of pearls made a choker, which in the centre shone a large teardrop white diamond, with two smaller, more ornate white diamonds strung beneath it. It was breathtaking. 

Just because Loki was an arse, it didn’t mean you had to discard both of his gifts, did it?

—

Thor had greeted you cheerily, praising your beauty before walking you down. The banquet was as incredible as always, but you found yourself struggling to ignore the God beside you. 

Loki leant to whisper in your ear, “That necklace looks devine on you, darling.”

You lifted your cup to your lips, ignoring him. You could feel his gaze on you, burning your skin. It was too warm. 

Loki waved a servant over to fill your goblet, raising his own to his lips. When the servant moved away, he was quick to press into your personal space as he put down his cup. “What have I done to earn your scorn, my love?”

You grit your teeth, trying to contain your anger. You pushed back your chair and grabbed your glass of wine, storming away as well as you could in a floor length gown and heavy jewels.

Your mother caught you as you walked towards the doors into the garden, tears in her eyes. She pulled you into a tight hug and held on for a long moment. “Oh, my darling girl!”

She pulled back and held your hand tightly, smiling. “I know I always said this would happen, but I am so happy for you, my little girl.” She lifted her other hand to touch your necklace. “It looks so beautiful on you.”

“May I steal your daughter, Lady L/N?” The Queen appeared at your mother’s shoulder. You turned your confused gaze and dipped into a curtsey.

“Of course, of course!” Your mother beamed.

Queen Frigga smiled at you, gesturing towards the doors. “Come. Take the air with me, Lady Y/N.”

You followed the Queen silently, your head reeling. Why in the world was your mother so emotional? She normally kept her calm so easily.

The Queen looked over the dark gardens as you waited for her to speak. 

“One of my maids informed me yesterday that one of my necklaces had been taken.” She looked over at you. “Now I see where it went. Loki has always been sentimental.”

You touched the necklace gently, your heart racing as you bowed your head. “My apologies, your Majesty. I had no idea-”

Frigga smiled softly, tilting your chin up. “It’s quite alright. It needed an excuse to be worn again.”

“Really? It’s so beautiful, I can’t imagine why you wouldn’t wear it.”

“It is, isn’t it? The King gave it to me as an engagement gift.” She smiled fondly. “Perhaps you will have a daughter who can wear it for hers.”

Your stomach dropped like a lead weight. “Excuse me?”

“I don’t suppose you’ve had time to think about it, but I think a spring wedding would be wonderful. Just enough time for it too.”

You were going to kill him. You were going to smack him right in his smug face. That sneaky,manipulative bastard.

You didn’t look at the Queen, your vision blurry as you turned back to the palace. “Please excuse me, your Majesty.”

You walked away quickly, lifting your goblet to your lips and swallowing the burn from the liquid as you downed it in its entirety. Dizziness washed over you briefly, but you pushed past it.

You wondered what you looked like, gaze staring off into the distance as you swept through the banquet hall and up through the Palace. Loki’s voice called for you as your fingers touched the doorknob to your rooms. 

You stormed through, your fingers fiddling with the clasp on the necklace. Loki followed you in, shutting the door as you pulled it from your neck. You kept going through the room, into your bed chamber, throwing it onto the floor.

The second it had gone from your grasp you rounded quickly on Loki, your palm connecting with his cheek with a satisfying CRACK. 

“You do not own me!” You screamed.

You panted as you watched him watch you, his eyes dark and stormy. 

“I will soon,” he said lowly.

Your head felt heavy as you shook it, feeling unsteady on your feet. “I can’t do it, Loki.”

“Yes you can.” He came towards you and you backed away, but stumbled. He caught you and pulled you flush against him. “I’ll be so good to you, my love.”

You could barely hear him, your head fuzzy. “I don’t- I can’t-”

He hummed. “Yes, I should have probably stopped you when I realised that you had taken my goblet.” He lowered his voice. “But I wanted to see what would happen.”

His breath whispered against your lips and you closed your eyes, leaning against him for support. He kissed you gently, and you moaned, trying to push him away. You couldn’t do this anymore.

But he only kissed you harder, pulling your hair. 

“Let me be good to you.” He groaned, walking you backwards towards the bed. 

You only realised what was happening when the back of your legs hit the bed and you fell backwards. Your heart raced frantically. Loki had never done more than kiss you.

Your eyes flung open and you tried to sit up, but Loki drove his knee between your thighs, keeping you there. “Loki..I don't-”

He ripped your dress open and you gasped, watching as he magicked his dagger and cut open your corset. He pressed his lips to your neck, nipping lightly as he positioned himself over your body, which was now only covered by a thin underdress.

He shushed you, pecking along your jawline. “It’s okay, I’ve got you.” He kissed you hard. “Let yourself go.” 

Loki was warm and solid on top of you, his lips burning into you as your nipples hardened. He pushed one large hand under your dress, groping your thighs. It was too much, all at once.

You moaned in shock as he slipped a finger through your folds. 

“That’s it,” Loki cooed, pressing his face into your neck as you squirmed. He rubbed your clit gently and you couldn’t help but buck under his touch. 

You couldn’t think straight, your anger subsiding as your body gave in to your wants, head still dizzy from the godly liquor. But still, once this was done, it couldn’t be undone. You couldn’t un-give yourself to him.

He pushed his fingers further in, until one edged inside of you. You gripped his arm tightly, trying to push it away as he groaned. “So wet, darling.”

Loki fingered you, your body tense at the unfamiliar feeling. He kept going as you began to moan, his other hand squeezing your breast. “Good girl.”

The words did something to you and you gasped, writhing against his hand. He covered his mouth with yours, kissing you hotly. It was so much, he was everywhere, so much bigger than you, you were so completely at his mercy. There was no stopping this.

Loki growled, lifting himself up on his knees, and magicking away both of your clothes. You tried to cover yourself, taking in his very large, very hard, cock.

“I can’t do this.” Tears pricked at your eyes, overwhelmed with what was about to happen. He was so big.

“Yes you can, my love. I’ve got you.” Loki positioned himself between your legs and rubbed the angry red tip of his cock against your folds, moaning at the sight. He brought his hand back to your heat, pushing two fingers in this time. You grabbed his wrist, to push it away or just to hold onto something, you didn’t know. 

His other hand grabbed your wrists, pinning them above your head as he held himself above you, taking in the sight of his fingers fucking you, your breasts. “You’re so beautiful.” He murmured, pressing his forehead against yours. You moaned loudly as his fingers speed up, the sound of your wet cunt filling your ears. “That’s it, good girl.”

He removed his fingers, spreading your juices on his cock and then pushing it through your folds. 

“Loki..”

“It’s okay, my love.” He whispered, holding your gaze as he slowly pushed his cock into you. He stretched you, the pain mixing with your pleasure.

He slowly built up the pace, rocking into you as he bit your neck, his breath in your ear. “You’re so fucking perfect, my darling.”

The words sent a shock of pleasure through you as you adjusted to his size, his thrusts coming faster. You moaned, pulling him against you and knotting your hands in his hair as he fucked you.

“Fuck, that’s it.”

His praise, his hips snapping hard against yours, the feeling of him pressed against you from tip to toe, it was all building, and building, and building. 

Your moans grew louder as your back arched, your pleasure reaching a peak. 

And then the bastard slowed down. 

“Not yet, darling.” Loki whispered, pushing himself up as he slowed his pace. You fell back from the edge, whining. 

He rubbed your clit as he fucked you, increasing his pace for a few moments and watching as your eyes rolled back in your head. “Good girl.”

You keened at his praise, all your muscles tensing for release, before he slowed down again. He leant down until his face was inches away, looking at your lips as he spoke: “You can cum when you ask nicely.”

You glared at him, digging your nails into his skin. But he just thrust slow and hard, and you had to squeeze your eyes shut. You moaned and he lifted back up, rubbing your clit again. You arched your back and he drank you in, lost to him.

“Tell me how badly you need to cum, darling.” His thrusts sped up once again, his fingers digging into your hips.

You couldn’t think, at all. The only thing in your mind was a need for release, a need to come undone in his arms. “Please…” 

“Please what, sweetheart,” Loki grunted as he fucked you, hard, fast.

“Please can I cum?” You cried. It was right there, right there, right there-

“Cum for me, my love.”

You fell over the edge with a scream, digging your nails into his arms, as you convulsed. He took you through it, not slowing down.

“That’s it, darling, you’re squeezing me so hard.”

Loki fell down over you, putting his arms under your shoulders as you gripped onto his back. You felt like he would break you, his hips snapping against yours. It was too much… too much… too sensitive…too hard…too much-

Oh, god. You were going to cum again. Loki could feel it too.

“My perfect girl, you’re going to make me cum.”

You were lost in the feeling, unable to think a single thought as you began to beg. “Please… please… please…”

Loki came with an animalistic growl, at the same moment you came undone a second time, his hand behind your head as he pressed you to him. 

You shook in his arms and he shushed you. “It’s okay. I’ve got you. You did such a good job, my love.”

Tears leaked from your eyes onto the mattress underneath you, and you whimpered as Loki pulled out. He kissed you on the forehead.

“I’ll go and run us a bath.”

You didn’t move as he left, listening to the running water. He came back and lifted you into his arms, carrying you to the bathroom. He lowered you into the large tub, stepping in and positioning himself behind you, so that you were between his legs. The hot water felt suffocating as it sunk its way into your tired muscles.

Loki moved your hair away from your neck, kissing your skin gently and sending a shiver up your spine. 

“I will make you fall apart every night darling, so that you can come back together in my arms,” he whispered.

“I am yours and you are mine. I’m never letting you go again, my love, I promise.”

#loki #loki x reader #dark!loki #prince!loki #royalty au #asgard

[mysecretlittlelibrary]

Enemies By Accident?

Pairing: Loki x Reader

Word Count: 1.8k

Warnings: none really- Loki and the reader trade some insults

Genre: fluff, kinda angst but not really

Summary: You tried to be nice to Loki when you first joined the Avengers- but he makes it easier to be rude

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Becoming an Avenger wasn't exactly something you'd planned on doing pretty much ever. But it's definitely proven to have its perks. You get to go on once in a lifetime adventures which means you never run out of cool stories to tell and every once in a while you get the chance to save the world. Plus your job kinda comes with a family. The pros of being on the team definitely outweigh the cons. Well con, there's only one for you really. One big one standing at over six feet tall. Loki. Despite what everyone said when you'd first arrived, you'd actually been pretty nice to Loki. You didn't see a reason to treat him any different than the rest of the team but the more you tried to be nice to him the more it backfired. He was full of sarcasm and false confidence. He turned his nose up at the rest of the team and you hated the snobby attitude that followed him like a shadow. Still, you'd been nice to him until he made it clear he didn't like your presence. You'd overheard him talking to Thor and some of the others a couple of months after you'd arrived.

"Y/n seems to be adjusting alright." Sam said.

"I'm glad. I think she'll do well here." Steve nodded.

"Lady y/n? She's great! Don't you agree Loki?" Thor asked.

"Why are you asking me?" Loki grumbled.

"Well she's been quite nice to you despite your grumpy demeanor. Plus you seem nicer to her than the others." Thor explained.

"I am not nicer to her than the others. I couldn't care less about her presence here. She could drop off the face of the earth and I'd simply be glad there's one less person here to bug me." Loki said bitterly. You chose that moment to exit the hallway and continue to the kitchen like you'd intended to in the first place.

"Hello Lady y/n!" Thor yelled as you walked by.

"Hi Thor, everyone." You said with a small smile. You didn't notice at the time but Loki's eyes followed you until you went back into the hallway. He wasn't sure if you'd heard him but the feeling in his stomach at the thought was unpleasant.

You knew Loki wasn't exactly the friendliest person in the tower but it was an entirely different thing to hear him so sourly declare his distaste for you personally. Not that you needed his approval but if he was going to be rude two could easily play that game. And you decided then that you were certainly going to play it better.

*~*~*

"Lady y/n!" Thor loudly announces himself when he walks into the kitchen where you're sitting.

"Oh hey Thor." You say scooping a spoon of your ice cream into your mouth.

"Are you busy?" He asks.

"Not really. Why? Did you need something?" You look up from your phone.

"I have to go to Asgard for something- do you mind delivering this to my brother?" Thor hands you an envelope.

"Why can't you do it?" You ask.

"Well he doesn't seem to be here at the moment and his room is locked but I can't sit around waiting for him." Thor explains.

"Alright fine. I'll make sure he gets it." You say taking the envelope from him.

"Thank you! Please tell Stark that I've departed. I will return soon. A week's time at most I believe." Thor tells you.

"Yeah sure- have a safe trip." You say.

"Thank you lady y/n. Take care while I'm gone yes?"

"Of course." You say as Thor leaves. Even though you and Loki can barely be in the same room you'd say the opposite is true with Thor. You're quite close with the god and spend quite a lot of time with him when you can.

It's not until hours later that you remember you still have Thor's envelope for Loki, so sometime after dinner you make your way to his room, surely he'd have returned by now. You knock on the door and wait for it to swing open. When it does you walk in and toss the envelope in front of Loki on his desk.

"Thor said to give this to you." You say. Loki scowls at you and you can only roll your eyes at him.

"Why couldn't he bring it?"

"He went back to Asgard." You tell him flatly.

"What is it?" Loki says looking suspiciously at the envelope.

"That's a brilliant question. You know how you can answer it? Open the damn thing." You cross your arms.

"You- are so annoying." He grits out.

"Aw I was going for insufferable." You roll your eyes.

"You'll have to work a bit harder to get there."

"Oh I'm sure I'll figure it out."

"Do you want me to hate you?"

"Personally, I want you to drop dead. But hating me works for now."

"Does everything you say have to be snarking?"

"To you? Absolutely." You turn on your heel to leave the room. Loki materializes in front of you, blocking the door.

"We aren't done here."

"That's a cute trick." You muse. With a wave of your hand you magically sweep Loki out of your way and he hits the wall with a thud. "I like mine better though." You say leaving the room. Steve pokes his head out of his room that's further down the hall with a confused frown.

"What was that?" He asks. You turn around, walking backwards to address him.

"No clue." You say innocently with a shrug before turning back to the direction you're walking. Before you turn the corner a hand grabs your wrist and stops you in your tracks.

"I don't understand you." Loki says turning you to face him.

"Really? You mean all the time I've spent telling you absolutely nothing about myself didn't reveal every detail of my personality to you? Shocker." You scoff.

"You are so- abrasive to me and me alone yet you treat everyone else here kindly, you used to treat me kindly. What have I done to make you so angry?"

"I could ask you the same question. Not that I treat people well for rewards but you were worse than just unappreciative you were an ass. An ass who had no problem telling others that you didn't see the point of me being here. And yet here you are expecting kindness from me. How pompous."

"I have never said that." Loki frowns.

"No? Don't tell me what I heard Loki. You and some of the others were sitting around discussing me when I was still new here. You said I could drop off the face of the earth and you'd just be glad there was one less person here to bug you. Which is fine if that's how you feel but as a direct response to someone pointing out that I was the only one here that didn't treat you like shit I mean how up your own ass do you have to be to think that's an appropriate response to- it's not worth it. I don't know why I'm bothering it doesn't fucking matter. You don't have to like me but that was fucking rude and I can't just act like I don't know how little you respect me." You tell him. Loki sighs and closes his eyes for a moment. When he opens them again his entire face falls.

"I didn't mean- please know that you are and have been my favorite person on this entire wretched planet since you arrived. It's just- it's no one's business if I like you or not and I wanted to end the discussion on how I felt about you. Being- unnecessarily harsh seemed like the easiest way to end the conversation."

"That's insane." You blink.

"Perhaps but- everyone else here already hated me- what good would it do for them to know I liked you. I can't imagine they'd help me navigate that." Loki mutters.

"So instead you wanted to make sure that if someone made me hate you it was you?"

"No! I wasn't trying to make you hate me. I didn't even expect you to hear it. I just said what would end the conversation quickest." Loki sighs.

"Well that didn't work out for you well did it?"

"No obviously not, and- I'm so sorry. I really like you and for the record I'd care immensely if you dropped off the face of the earth." Loki says.

"You're so ridiculous." You chuckle, rolling your eyes at him.

"I've been told people do odd things when they're in love. Perhaps all this time on earth has made Midgardian tendencies rub off on me." Loki shrugs.

"In love?!"

"Well I'm not saying I'm in love with you. I do like you however. You're the only person I like here."

"If you liked me so much why didn't you say anything when my attitude changed?" You frown.

"I guess I assumed the others had already gotten to you. Made you hate me like they do." He says.

"You are an idiot." You tell him.

"Entirely- yes. I don't have the best experience with navigating positive interactions with people." He mutters.

"What?" You frown.

"Everyone here hates me. Everyone back home, on Asgard they- they hate me too. You're kind without a reason to be even when you know how the others feel about me and I'm not used to kindness like yours- I'm not sure how to deal with it." He explains.

"You'll never learn how to deal with it if you mistreat anyone who shows you kindness."

"I- I've only been shown kindness from one person, my mother. I'm not rude by default I just- adjusted to what I received."

"Well- I'm asking you to readjust. Because while I can play the enemies game and play it quite well, I prefer being nice to you."

"Sounds like a truce is in order." Loki says.

"A truce." You nod.

"It's good to know you don't hate me."

"I never did. I'm just- good at being petty. I can take what's given and throw it back several times harder." You shrug.

"And they call me silver tongued." Loki smirks.

"No one's ever called me that but- perhaps we can share the title. As harsh as I've been it's not like you shied away."

"As long as your silver tongue no longer directed at me maliciously we can share the title." He says.

"It won't be. As long as you don't act like an ass."

"I'll work on it."

"I'm sure you'll be fine."

"Would right now be an awkward time to share that I am- taken with you?"

"Taken with me? Like- you have a crush on me?" You frown.

"That makes it sound primary school."

"I'm sorry- it's just- the most concise word for it."

"Yes- I understand that but it sounds so schoolyard."

"Loki can we focus?" You chuckle.

"Sorry- yes, to clarify- I do have a... crush on you." Loki says.

"Oh- well, this isn't the worst time to mention it."

"Okay. Do you- feel the same? Is it alright to ask that?"

"Yes. To both. It's alright to ask and I do feel the same."

"Then we should go on a date. Yes?"

"You're so hesitant all of a sudden. It's cute." You giggle.

"Y/n-" Loki sighs.

"Sorry- yes let's go on a date." You say.

"Okay. Good. Saturday. We'll go to dinner at 8." Loki says.

"It's a date." You smile.

"A date." Loki nods and walks away. You scoff a little at yourself. You're a little amused at how easily you'd gone from quarreling with Loki to agreeing to a date with him. Seldom a dull moment since you've joined the Avengers, that's for sure.

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#marvel #loki x reader #loki fanfic #loki #marvel fanfiction #loki laufeyson #loki fluff

[multifandom-worlds]

You Are Wanted, Here in Asgard

Genre: Quite angsty, some fluff

Word Count: 2.9k

Warnings: brief thoughts of suicide (written in red to avoid if needed)

Authors Note: This is a sort of part 2 to On The Roof in the Rain that I wrote a while back. It's also the first part I guess of the Life in Asgard series.

Tagging:@simplyholl @holdmytesseract @dryyoursaltyoceantears @sarahscribbles @buttercupcookies-blog @lokiprompts @kinky-faerie (don't worry about interacting right away, get to it when you can. And if you can't, that's okay too )

You wake up the following day to an empty bed, which is unusual here in Asgard. He rarely got out of bed before you, so you were more than a little anxious. This, coupled with your heated discussion with your brother yesterday, had alarm bells going off in your head. You run your hands over the silk sheets where Loki’s body should lay, feeling the cold of the material under your fingers. He must have been out of bed for a few hours before you woke up. 

You lay in bed for 30 minutes more, hoping he would return to you and dispel the growing anxiety in your soul. But as that 30 minutes came and went, and there was no sign of your God, you extracted yourself from the tangle of silken sheets, walking to the closet to find something to wear. You pull down a few different casual dresses that your ladies-in-waiting had picked out for you years ago when you came to Asgard for the first time. They brought you so much comfort, thinking back to those early days of your relationship with Loki.

You decide on a simple dark green and white, long-sleeved, 16th-century inspired kirtle that hangs off your figure perfectly. It also was your favourite, being it's the one Loki hand-picked out for you to wear all those years ago, and you were amazed it still fits you. You head to the bathroom to fix your hair - opting for a lovely simple braid before exiting your room in the hunt for Loki. You scan the hallway just outside your room for him, for anyone, really. It was rare to see the house so…empty. At least two dozen employees worked for Loki whenever you were here, yet not one of them could be found - not even Asta and Liv, your ladies-in-waiting. 

You stroll down the hallway, looking into the rooms as you pass by. You had no specific destination in mind; you just wanted to find someone to talk to. The further down the hall you got and with no one in sight, your anxiety grew more present. Maybe you weren’t good enough…perhaps Tony was right, and you are a failure. Why else would no one be here? This, bringing you here last night, was all just an elaborate prank at your expense. Nothing Loki said yesterday was true. The reason it took him so long to find you was that he was conspiring with the rest of the Avengers, coming up with a plan to make you let your guard down, to make you feel loved and wanted only for him to bring you back to your world today and rip your heart out. 

You stop in front of the reptile room, gently pushing open your door. It had been months since you were here last, so you wondered if your super snow leopard gecko, Pascal, would remember you. You walk over to his enclosure, peering in and seeing him curled up in his hide, sound asleep. You smile, watching him sleep, making a note to come back at dusk to try and catch him awake. You look around the room at all your different reptiles - bearded dragons, crested geckos, leopard geckos, several different types of snakes, blue-tongued skinks and even a turtle. You smile, seeing how well they have been cared for since your absence. You sigh, thinking back to earlier, wondering what would happen when Loki ends your relationship. Would he keep all these reptiles? Would he just keep Mushu, his leopard gecko?

You walk over to the bearded dragon enclosure, peering in to see where he is, seeing him on top of a rock, basking in the warmth from his heat lamp.  Carefully, you open the enclosure and place your hand under his chin, letting him get accustomed to your hand again before he starts climbing up your hand. You smile, happy that he is still comfortable with people - you must thank the staff caring for your pets in your absence; they have done an excellent job.

You hear soft footfalls behind you; turning to face the direction they came, you see Asta and Lis standing by the door, their hands behind their back. “Good morning, you two. I was wondering where you were.” You say, turning your attention back to the lizard in your hand. 

“Good morning, my Lady,” Asta spoke first, followed by Liz. “Master Loki is asking for you, my Lady. He wishes to see you. He's in the dining hall."

You frown slightly, knowing what he wants to see you about—a breakup. You put your lizard back in his enclosure before saying goodbye to him. You straighten up, looking back towards Asta and Liz. "It's been great knowing you two. You're both amazing people. I want you to treat the next lady after me with the same respect you treated me." You smile, blinking back tears.

The two women look at you, confused. You assume they were unaware of what Loki wanted to talk to you about as you left the reptile room, the women hot on your heels. They were giggling to themselves the closer to the dining hall you got. Perhaps they did know and were happy about it - you treated them well, did you not? Why would they be so excited to see you thrown out? You turn to see them smiling as they look at you. “Do you two know something I don’t?” You question, getting an uneasy feeling building in your chest. You only get another chorus of giggles in response. 

In a split-second decision, you turn and run in the opposite direction of the dining hall - towards the front door. Right now, you can’t handle a breakup and the public humiliation that would come from being broken up with by Loki Laufeyson. You slam open the front door and take off towards the gardens, the only place you can hide and formulate a plan to leave him before he can leave you. 

You run through the maze of hedges and flower bushes, tears threatening to spill down your cheeks. First your brother, now your partner….does no one want you? You fall to your knees in a fit of sobs right before a Dreamshade patch you and Loki planted when you first came. You stare at the flowers, running your hands along the petals, your mind wandering to a very dangerous place. You’ve never considered leaving the world of the living, but it felt like the best option right now. You allowed your mind to fall further down that rabbit hole, skewing your perception of your worth in the world - all your doubts and insecurities fueling the fire. 

What you didn’t factor into everything were Asta and Liv. As soon as you hightailed it away from the dining hall, the two girls ran right to Loki, letting him know how strange they found your actions to be. Loki immediately sent out a search party, headed by himself, to look for you. 

You heard your name being called by several people, but instead of coming out, you went deeper into the gardens. You weren’t ready for the repercussions that your actions just now would have caused. It wasn’t until you heard Loki’s voice several feet away did you hazard a glance. He was much closer than you thought, and when he saw you peak out from around the bush, he was at your side in a heartbeat. He pulled you into a suffocating hug; you could feel his frantic heartbeat in his chest. For a second, you thought maybe you were wrong, perhaps you were wanted by someone after all, but then all the events of the morning pushed their way to the forefront of your mind, making you pull away from him and step away.

The look on his face was not what you expected. You saw confusion and hurt, not anger and resentment. “My Queen…” He started, stepping forward and holding a hand out to you, but you stepped back again; you wouldn’t fall for it. 

“N-no... I’m not your Queen anymore. Y-you don’t get to call me that when you plan on leaving me! Was everything you said yesterday at the compound a lie? How I make all your problems disappear, and how I’m the missing piece in your life? Was any of that even true, or was it just a trick to get me to let my guard down so you could break up with me?” You spoke, tears flowing freely down your cheeks. Loki’s eyes shimmered with uncried tears as he listens to you. You could see the hurt in his face, and it hurt you to the core that you were hurting him this way, but you needed to do it to save yourself even more heartache. “Loki, I don’t….” 

Loki shook his head before taking your hand and pulling you back into a hug. You could hear the faintest sobs as you instinctively buried yourself in his chest, and it felt like home. “I don’t want to break up, my love. I need you in my life. You are one of the few reasons I wake up in the morning, and it hurts me when we’re apart.” He says softly, punctuating the last sentence with a kiss on your head. You wanted to argue with him, beg him to tell you the truth, but all you could muster was pitiful sobs into his chest as he ran his fingers through your hair. 

Once your sobs quieted to whimpers, Loki pulls you away from him enough to get a good look at you, cupping your face in his hands and gently rubbing his thumb along your cheek. “Why did you run this morning, darling? Asta and Liv are worried for you. They told me you weren’t acting like yourself this morning and said some things to them that had them worried you were going to do something. Talk to me, my love; what did I do, and how can I fix it? I don’t want to walk through life without you beside me.” 

You sniffle, leaning into his touch. “You weren’t in bed with me when I woke up; I waited for a while to see if you were just in the bathroom or something, but when you didn’t come back…. I got into my head and made myself believe that you didn’t want to be with me. When Asta and Liv mentioned you wanted to see me in the dining hall, my thoughts spiralled, and I convinced myself that you were only doing it so you could leave me. After what Tony said yesterday and waking up to you not in bed with me…. I’m sorry, Loki; please don’t be mad at me. I’ll make it up to you, I promise. I’ll do anything you want; please don’t leave me.”

Loki closes his eyes to keep the tears from falling as he listens to you doubting your importance in his life. “I wasn’t in bed when you woke up because I was trying to plan a special breakfast in bed for you. I know you didn’t feel wanted or important last night when we arrived, so I want to do something for you. I went back to Earth to gather some flowers I know you love to make a bouquet for you that I would give you when I gave you breakfast. When Asta told me you were no longer in our room, I had to change my plan slightly, so I had them fetch you and bring you to the dining hall.” Loki explains, causing you to slip from his gentle caress and fall to your knees. You were so angry with yourself for ruining all his hard work. Tears stream down your cheeks as all your emotions become too much to bear.

Loki crouches before you, taking your face in his hands and stroking your cheek gently, drying your tears with the pads of his thumbs. He leans in and kisses your lips softly before carefully picking you up in his arms. “I’m not going to leave you, my darling, for I cannot walk through this life without you by my side any longer. Now that I have known this love, I want nothing else in the nine realms.” He whispers in your ear as you lay your head against his chest, defeated. As he slowly returns to the house, you repeatedly mumble “I’m sorry” into his chest. You didn’t deserve him, and he didn’t deserve the fear and heartache you just put him through.

Loki didn’t need to read your mind to know what was bothering you. He stopped right in front of the Dreamshade patch you were at before gently placing your feet back on the ground. “You have nothing to be sorry for.” He spoke, crouching down to pluck a flower. “You did nothing wrong; I don’t fault you for anything that happened. I should have had Asta and Liv tell you why I beckoned you into the dining hall; I knew you were already anxious and still feeling the emotions from your fight with your brother, and I neglected to consider how you might react to me asking for you.” 

He tucked the flower behind your ear before picking you up again, refusing to allow you to walk anymore and causing more injury to your feet. He carried you out of the gardens before sending away the rest of the search party standing there, save for Asta and Liv, who came running towards you two. Loki places you on the ground before stepping behind you sightly as your two ladies-in-waiting crash into you, hugging you tightly as they cry tears of relief and joy. 

“We were so scared..” Liv began, pulling away from you slightly. Asta spoke next. “I was worried we wouldn’t find you in time and would have to plan a funeral instead of an eventual wedding.”  You snap your head to Loki standing behind you as he shushes Asta will a slight chuckle. 

“Asta, she was not supposed to know that.” He shakes his head before picking you up again. “Can you 2 draw her a warm bath and set out a new dress for her?” You hear him ask. The girls nod and turn back towards the house, leaving you and Loki alone again. You took this opportunity to ask him about what Asta had said. 

“You….you want to marry me…?” The question felt heavy as it left your lips. You would never have suspected that Loki Laufeyson, God of Mischief, wanted to marry you, a mortal. You look up at him, studying his face, but all you see is a nervous smile stretching across his lips. 

“Not right now,” he began as he returned to the front door, using his magic to open it to prevent the need to place her on the ground again. “But I can see myself marrying you in the future; I wasn’t lying when I said you are the missing piece in my life. Now come, let us get you cleaned up and fed. I’ll have your breakfast remade and brought to our room.” 

Loki carries you through the house, unperturbed by the hushed conversations of the employees as he passes. It's you who those quiet conversations bother - they were about you anyways. You bury your face into Loki's chest before a wave of warmth surrounds you. You look up to see both of you surrounded by a bubble of sparking green light. 

"...Loki?" You question. He looks down at you, smiling softly. 

"I didn't want you to have to listen to that. You don't deserve it. I'll address that behaviour once you're taken care of and settled. That is unacceptable behaviour from them, and I will have none of it." Loki spoke. On the one hand, you were happy to know Loki took notice of what was happening, but on the other hand, you didn't want him to fire them as a consequence of your stupid actions.

"Please don't fire them…" you plead with him as he arrives at your bedroom. "They did nothing wrong. Banish me if you need to but don't fire them."

Loki places you down on the bed before looking at you questioningly. "What are you talking about, my darling? I'm not going to fire them or banish you." He gently cups your cheeks, brushing the pad of his thumb along your cheekbones. You could see the worry in his eyes. “Tell me, my dearest, what thoughts are plaguing your beautiful mind. Let me into your world; I’m here to help you.”

You sigh, eyes welling with tears, “I just, I don't feel wanted. I can’t explain it, but I think I was feeling it for a while, but what happened yesterday made me feel like I’m not really wanted, that I’m just a burden.” You try to slink away from Loki’s grasp, but he refuses to let go. Loki crouches in front of you, forcing you to look at him.

“I must not be doing my job correctly if you don’t feel wanted,” he began. You half expected him to try and guilt you into taking it back or making himself the victim, but he did the opposite as he continued. “I’m sorry I’m not making you feel wanted. While we’re here in Asgard - and we can stay as long as you would like - you are my priority. No work, nothing. I assure you, my Queen, you are wanted here in Asgard, and I will prove it to you. But first…” He trails off, dropping his hands to your shoulders as he slowly pullings the sleeves down. “Let’s get this soiled dress off you and into a hot bath.”

#mcu loki #loki fluff #loki angst #loki of asgard #loki laufeyson #loki fanfic #loki god of mischief #loki x reader

[icharchivist]

ok so overall opinions

i liked this event a lot, it was really interesting. extremely heavy in term of topics, but it was dealt with with grace and elegance i rarely see in similar topics.

Like usually this type of plot is "antagonist makes a good point but since they blew up a child we will never bring the good point up again <3"

while here it really was a complex discussion about the causes and consequences of surviving a genocide, and how lashing out (as antagonists) was actually a good thing because it forces the country responsible for it all to face what actually happened and take the measures to change things.

like in the end it's not even that Magealant is "redeemed", he's just right the entire event and by the end our protagonists have to promise to do right by the antagonist to rebuild a new future where they can acknowledge and atone from their sins.

It's pretty raw and i've rarely seen this type of story written with that much respect for the victims, and it's genuinely nice it's working like that.

I really liked Magealant as it is, though, he definitely stole the show and was extremely compelling.

Lancelot, Vane and Siegfried all had very big character arcs this event which was genuinely nice to see. Percival was more of a supportive character, but everything he did to support the squad was in direct relation to his development in To Each His Ideal, which really makes the whole plot cohesive that way.

Morgan...... is just Loki 2.0 lmao, but a fairy. Idk what to do with their involvement though. On one hand, it's good that they're actually using a bit more of the actual lore of the mythos and stuff, Morgan being ultimately the one planning the downfall of everyone makes more sense than Merlin. On the other hand, Merlin was already built up as the big bad for half a decade now, it feels weird to suddenly replace him with another villain. I guess it's so that Merlin, who's also a victim of Feendrache, and someone Lamorak wants to save, does get an opportunity to be saved, while keeping a villain who has no other motivation than chaos as the ultimate antagonist to take down.

I'm a bit torn about their involvment in the plot, but they do look pretty and i do love this type of trickster character, so i'm looking forward to see more of them.

Fafnir's development and slight retcon with the pieces of his souls being spread around to explain why he's a beast is something i really loved though!! huge fan of how to refit old event's lore to the newest lore!!!

The lady of the lake... is ominous so far but she didn't appear long enough to give us a full overview of her. She's pretty tho!

And i'm so glad to have been able to see my kids!! i was so resigned about not seeing them that i actually squeed when they appeared. I love them so much and i think it's somehow ends up becoming my highlight of the event, after Maleagant.

My only grip with the event is that in the early chapters the transitions between scenes could be really clunky. It felt that they wanted to tell Big Scenes, but coherently tying them together would perhaps have taken too long and would have felt like filler. It wasn't much of a problem, just that sometimes some scene changes could be very jarring. (like Lancelot getting out of the ruined village to immediately seeing his village on fire so we need a flashback to set it back, or how they left Siegfried in the throne room and then he ends up showing up unprompted 5 screens later. A bit clunky.)

but overrall it was muah. loved it. can't wait to see where it's going.

#ichablogging gbf #ichablogging 4kishi

[lokisprettygirl]

Hello sweetheart, I hope you had a good day and nobody was mean to you 🥺💖

Chapter 39 of TB made me happy, I cried tears of happiness and relief. During reading the first paragraphs of the chapter I needed a short break because of the tears in my eyes. I'm so glad that Loki is with y/n now. They're together again and like every time they're the cutest 🥰. And Loki is everything 🥺💚. What a liberating feeling for y/n to put her arms around Loki again, to see him, to feel him, after all what happend on that day.

It's cute how they care for each other, y/n is concerned about Loki's bruise, Loki is concerned about y/n's empty stomach😍...that's how it should be 🥺☺️. It made my eyes tearing up when y/n said, she hadn't taken care for Loki because she didn't know anything. It's simply not true, she was always there for him, did so many things for him...and Loki saw and felt it all and she needs to see it too.

More confidence and self-love is what she needs, all of this was destroyed by the abusive people around her all these years and Loki will help her to become independent and self-confident. And he wants her to be like that ' He loved your timid submissive form in bed...he wanted to keep it sexual that way, he didn't want you to feel like he owned you or your life...You have had enough of that all your life...he didn't want you to do stuff for him...He wanted to make you stronger...to do things for yourself...'

I love him for that...he's like a partner in your life should be💚

But wait 😳...'he promised you the whole world and a long life together but he didn't know if he'd get to live it with you....He didn't want you to crumble down as soon as he's not there with you...now he understood why Bruce did what he did, being dead means nobody would came for him or her ever again'

Is his plan not completely fulfilled? Is he going to fake his death or is he going to go underground for some time? 😳👀🤔. I'm confused. Also what was the conversation with Rocky about? I also still hope nobody followed Loki. And what about the relevation that Mum and Bruce are alive...what will it do to y/n?

I really loved the scenes in which y/n learned to warm up food in the microwave 😁😂....Like look at me daddy, are you proud of me? This is so cute and adorable and shows how important it is to get praise for the things you're doing in your life🤗.

And Loki absolutely appreciated what she did there...'this wasn't easy for you...you were doing your best with the circumstances, taking it much better than Sameera ever did.'

Last but not least....the smut....oh my Lady That . Was. So . Hot ❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥🥵🥵🥵. Their dry sex is sooo good, sometimes I think they love having sex like this so much, they will never take their clothes off for it😂😂😂🤣🤣🤣

(no absolutely not 🤣🤣🤣)

But in this special situation I absolutely get it. Yes they're out of the mansion but Loki is still alerted, y/n had a very stressful day full of concern and they will enjoy it more when they're out of there and at a really SAVE place where nobody can harm them anymore 👀. Nonetheless the line 'Be as loud as you want pretty baby, YOU ARE FREE my love..' did something to me and not only y/n's eyes teared up 🥺🥲

Their love confessions are sweet like candy floss and the last sentence....I can't barely wait for more. I'm still obsessed and so in love with them...and of course, I love you my Queen 👑💖💚😘

That gif of the kitties is sooooooo then, they just want to love each other, that's adorable 🥹

Her self esteem isn't too high and people around her are responsible for that, and I think it will take her a while to be able to feel enough about herself, for her loki is literally godsend and she just wants to worship him, there's a part of her that fears that he'd abandon ber if she's not doing her absolute best.

The moment loki takes her dress off she'd be like nuhuh keep the pants on mister 🤣🤣

I'm so glad you're still obsessed 🤩 love you too my dear 🥰😘💚

#asks #mcufan72 #the bodyguard

[josephines-simps-fics]

Not so sweet sixteen (special birthday fic)

Pairing: Avengers x Teen! Fem! Reader, Loki x Teen! Fem! Reader (strictly platonic)

Summary: your sweet sixteen, isn't so sweet

Warnings: crying, sorta angst, fluff ending, slight swearing.

A/N: sorry this isn't very long, I worked hard though

I do not consent my work being stolen or posted elsewhere. Please reblog if you enjoyed the story

Divider by: @firefly-graphics

Inspired by the movie Sixteen Candles, if you haven't see it's about how this girls family forgot her birthday.

Also inspired by: Pity Party by Melanie Martinez

This was it. This is what you've been waiting for, your 16th birthday. It was exciting to be 16, you were now able to get your drivers license, you could drive where ever you wanted.

You couldn't wait to go down stairs and have a wonderful breakfast filled with happiness from the team. For your 15th birthday, they made you your own chocolate chip Oreo pancakes.

"Good morning guys" you greeted everyone as you took a seat. "What's for breakfast?" You asked.

"Eggs and bacon" Natasha answered as she put a plate of food down on the table.

This was odd and strange. It was your birthday and nobody mentioned it, and there weren't any birthday pancakes. But you were sure they had something planned for tonight.

"Ladies first" Peter held the plate of bacon in front of you.

"Thanks you" you responded as you took a few pieces of the food.

Everyone talked about things going on in the compound, and yet so not one word about your birthday. As if that wasn't strange enough, you were told that Loki left.

Loki never left the compound without anyone going with him, it was unusual for him. He didn't like stepping out of the building without his brother.

"Any plans for tonight?" You asked as you took a bite of your food.

"No, not tonight" Nat responded.

"I'm studying tonight" Peter answered.

Everyone else at the table nodded their head.

They really forgot your birthday, your fucking birthday. This couldn't have happened, this was an important date that you've talked about all month. Literally all you could talk about.

A few hours after breakfast, you decided to take a shower and dress up for lunch. You were sure that they must have remembered by now, seriously how could they forget.

You slipped into your plain blue gown and put on a thin layer of nude lipstick. You walked down the stairs and into the living room.

"You look pretty, Y/N" Wanda complemented you. "What's the occasion?" She asked.

"Not even you remember?" You responded as you got back up to head back to your room.

"Someone's in a mood" Natasha said after you left.

"Maybe I should try look in her mind?" Wanda suggested.

"No, we talked about this. You can't look in someone else's mind to get the answer" Steve responded.

Meanwhile in your room, that you'd locked yourself in. "F.R.I.D.A.Y." you said the magic words to make the AI pop up.

"Yes, Miss Y/L/N" F.R.I.D.A.Y. responded.

"Is there anything important happening today?" You asked with hope that the smartest thing would have remembered.

"Nothing has been marked on the calendar" the AI responded before disappearing.

Your eyes started to water, not even the an AI remembered. On top of that Loki was gone, and nobody knew where he was. You looked at yourself in the mirror before the tears could leave your eyes.

"Stay happy, the day isn't over" you told yourself. You fixed your hair and wiped the tear off your cheek.

You took a deep breath and decided to take a walk.

You took a walk to your favorite bakery to look around. All the desserts looked delicious and nothing looked more appetizing, than a very specific red velvet cupcake. It had cream cheese frosting with a fondant rose on top of it.

"Excuse me ma'am" you grabbed the cashier's attention. "I would like to buy that cupcake right there" you told her while you pointed at the cupcake.

"Here ya go Hunny" she said as she took the dessert out of the case. "That'll be seven dollars and thirty cents" she added.

You handed her your credit card. "It's my birthday today" you told her. You didn't know why, you just did.

"Well, happy birthday" she responded as she handed you your bag.

You smiled. It was nice to hear those words be said to you today.

After that you left the bakery and walked back to the compound. Maybe they remembered by now you thought to yourself. But then again, maybe they didn't.

"Hey we're sorry we didn't remember Y/N" Wanda told you walked through the door.

"We didn't know you had a doctors appointment today" Nat said.

This was unbelievable. You were gone for about an hour or so, and they weren't even close to knowing it was your birthday. Plus, Loki was still gone.

"Not even close" You said in a disappointing before you ran upstairs to your room. "Also, I'm not hungry for dinner" you added.

You locked the door and put your cupcake down on your nightstand. You plopped down on your bed and turned on your music. It wasn't often that people in the tower to forget things, especially this later in the day.

You thought they would have figured it out, but still nothing.

After dinner was done and everyone was done eating, you walked down to the kitchen with your cupcake. You dimmed the lights and grabbed candle and a lighter. A tear left your eye as you lit the candle.

"Happy birthday to me" started to sing to yourself, more tears leaving your eyes with each lyric.

At the end of the song, you were about to blow out the candle. When suddenly you heard a noise maker from behind you.

"Happy birthday, Y/N" Loki popped up out of nowhere, holding a little pink bag.

"You remembered?" More tears fell off your cheek. You accepted the present and opened it, it was a necklace with a little A on it.

"Of course I remembered" he responded, "why do you ask?"

"Well nobody else did" you cried. "It's my fucking birthday, and nobody remembered" you hugged Loki for comfort.

"Well I did, and we're gonna go tell everyone what today is" he said.

His hand gripped your wrist and he led you to the living room.

"Y/N, have you been crying?" You were asked as soon as people noticed you and Loki.

"It's my birthday" you said in a sad tone. They all looked up to you with sudden realization of why today was so important.

"Y/N, I am so sorry that we forgot" Peter walked up to you

"How could everyone forget, but Loki? This is my sixteenth birthday" you responded.

"We're very sorry, and we'll make it up to you" Bruce said.

Everyone walked up to you and gave you a big group hug. This may have been one way you didn't wanna spend your birthday, but at least it ended with your family.

---- The End ----

#avengers x reader #avengers angst #loki layfeyson x you #avnegers x teen reader #birthday fic #avengers fluff #sixteencandles #loki laufeyson #avengers fanfiction #loki fanfic #marvel fanfiction #angst fic #fluff

[deexchanel]

Vacation

Word Count:

Pairing: Avengers x BlackFem!Reader

Warning: Swearing, A tipsy reader, Fluff maybe?

Summary: the avengers finally have a break off from avenging the world. The first place they go for vacation? Maui Hawaii.

A/N: You guys liking my content means a lot💜💜. when writing one-shots why don't people put oufits? i wanna see wtf i be wearing since im y/n!😂 I got some long faux locs in my hairrr sooo ykk i had to put it in here🙂

Y/N stood in the kitchen pouring coconut rum into a drink that she found a recipe for on google. It was called a mermaid cocktail and it looked like something she could get away with, without any of her family members saying something. "I'm so ready to drink this, it looks so good." She mumbled stirring the rum mixture.

She is 23 years old but the team still treats her like a little kid. As of right now, everyone was taking a nap from their huge lunch. All those missions they work was eventually stressing them out so Y/N took it upon herself to plan a vacation for them. She rented out a huge beach house for them. Best idea everr!!

Seeing the smiles on their face made her feel so content with her main priorities being happy. "What are you making?" Loki's voice said from behind her. Y/N gave him a big toothy grin. "Oh, nothingggg!"

"You're up to no good, I know you are." Loki raised an eyebrow at her turquoise-looking drink. "I'm not going to even ask." He sat down at the island, shaking his head. Y/N could feel something was off with him. She put the pitcher in the refrigerator, then sat beside him in the chair.

"What's wrong?"

"I'm thinking Y/N."

"About? We're on vacation Loki, we can think when we're back at the tower doing boring missions." Y/N stared at his jet black hair, having the urge to run her fingers through it.

"No, you can't touch my hair." Loki knew exactly what she was thinking. Y/N pout her bottom lip, squinting her eyes. "That's not what I was going to do. Anyway, what are you thinking about?"

"I feel out of place. I just know they are still mad with me from the events of New York." Loki buries his face in his hands. "I want to go back to Asgard, I know they'll rather want me there than here."

Y/N removed his hands."What makes you think that Loki? If none of wanted you here then I wouldn't have told you about this trip. " She giggled making him let a small smile creep on his face. "You're right where you belong and if anyone isn't happy about you being here then just know that Thor and I are ecstatic to have you here. I'm glad you came, means a lot to me."

"Means a lot to know that you want me here Y/N." Loki's small smile went to a big one. Y/N slowly moved her hand to his hair. He watched her slow movement in amusement "No Y/N." She huff playfully giving up.

"Fine, I'll try another time but I'm happy that I made you smile. You're way easier than Bucky's serious ass. Now that's out the way, it's hot girl summer so no sadness from no oneee!!" Y/N exaggerated getting out of the chair going back over to the refrigerator. She pulled out that now cold pitcher, chugging down the concoction.

"Did I hear Y/N say something about a hot girl summer?" Steve rubbed his eyes while he walked downstairs. Y/N rubbed her mouth from the leftover drink on her lips. Steve furrowed his eyebrows at the now half-empty pitcher. "What's that?"

"Nothing! Don't even stick your nose in it." Y/N put the pitcher back. Steve looked at Loki who just shrugged his shoulders with confusion still written on his face. Y/N placed a rushed kiss on their cheek so they wouldn't smell the amount of alcohol she just consumed. "I'm going to get ready so we can go to the beach. Steve wake everyone up for me please so we can leave in the next 30 minutes."

"Okay Y/N," Steve replied ready to question her but she was already up the stairs. 20 minutes later Y/N had music blasting from the speakers while she ready. From that consumption of alcohol, it kicked in about 10 minutes after she got ready. She was only tipsy, maybe. Y/N couldn't focus because she kept giggling at everything.

"Damn why is everything so funny!" Y/N said getting mad at herself. Her long black faux locs flowed down her back after she struggled to place them in a high ponytail. Meaning she broke 3 hair ties and gave the hell up.

"Y/N we're waiting on you!" Tony yelled up the stairs but Y/N waved him off. She grabbed her purse, pausing the music. Tripping over her feet a bit, she made her way downstairs. Bucky caught a glimpse and instantly spoke up.

"Oh hell no Y/N. Go change."

She waved him off too, purposely ignoring him. "I'm readyyyy". Tony crossed his arms over his chest.

"Yeah, I'm going to have to agree with Barnes. Y/N that isn't a swimsuit, that's two pieces of cloths."

Thor smiled, "I like it Y/N and since I like it, we can leave." He picked up a beach chair but everyone yelled no in protest except Natasha. Thor rolled his eyes sitting the chair down. Loki moved her hair aside, closing the white and blue shirt that she wore.

"Now you need a hair thingy to keep it close."Y/N smacked his hand away lightly, going over to the kitchen to find some chips. "Y/N why aren't you saying anything?" Bucky followed still upset about her outfit.

"Her outfit is fine guys. Let's go because you guys are over exaggerating." Natasha placed her shades on her face. "I got your back Y/N!"

"It's not fine, she's showing too much," Steve said being overprotective. Still not phased, Y/N nodded her head from the kitchen. " That's why you my bitch, thank you!" Everyone was shocked by her choice of words. Bucky grabbed her waist.

"Y/N are you drunk?"

Y/N giggled,"A lady never drinks, she sipssss." She dragged out the s, kissing his nose. Bucky pressed his lips together, getting his answer.

"Guys she's drunk!"

Groans went around the room. Steve was in realization,"Ohhh so that was what she was drinking when I came downstairs earlier."

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"And it's hard to keep my cool

When other bitches tryna get with my dude and

When other chickens tryna get in my coop

'Cause you're a one in a million

There ain't no man like you"

Y/N belt out the lyrics to Streets for the 13th time while Bucky held her in his arms while they were in the ocean. They had been at the beach for 30 minutes, and a biker went by playing that song in her speakers. Y/N haven't let go of the song since.

"Y/N if you sing the same lyrics one more time, I swear I'm going to drop you." Bucky scolded while she gripped his shoulder tighter. Y/N placed her head on his chest, the sun was getting rid of her drunkness. She was tired since she didn't take a nap like everyone else plus Bucky's heartbeat and the sound of the oceans was calming her down. "Sorry! It's stuck in my mind."

Steve, Tony, Loki, and Thor played on the beach with water guns. Natasha laid in the sun, getting a tan. Per Y/N's request, Bucky was in the water holding Y/N close. She was surprised that he even agreed to it.

"Bucky?"

"Yes Y/N?"

"I'm tired."

"I figured, let's get you out the water." Bucky turned around to walk back to the shore. Y/N just snuggled more to his chest. "Bucky?"

Bucky’s voice held slight annoyance, thinking she was playing."What is it Y/N?"

"I'm glad you came on this trip, I know this past year had been so hard on you and I thought this trip would help ease your mind. Plus I got to know you better, that’s a bonus.”

“Yeah at first, I didn’t want to come but I couldn’t turn down seeing you in a bikini.” Bucky laughed making Y/N laugh as well hitting his chest lightly. “Bucky!”

“What? I’m being honest. I just rather for only my eyes to see.”

“You’re such a flirt.”

“You going to have to get used to it. But for real though, this trip made me not think about things that's been haunting my mind. Coming on here was the best idea.”

“I’m glad I could help with that.” She tapped his shoulder for him to stop. He placed Y/N on her feet. “I’ve come up with the best plan though.”

Bucky narrowed his eyes, “What’s the plan?”

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Y/N made herself sink underwater. Bucky waited a couple seconds before putting on his best acting voice. “Guys! Guys! Y/N she’s drowning!” Natasha stood at the shore, looking out at the water in concern. The team wasted no time running in the water.

“What?!?”

“What happened??!?”

“Oh god, Y/N?!”

“Shit!”

Steve was Y/N's victim, he hunched over in her area of the water. Bucky pulled at the ends of his hair keeping the act going. “She was doing alright until I couldn’t hear her anymore.” Y/N lurched up grabbing Steve by the neck, pulling him in the water.

Bucky's face of distress turned into humor. “Steve she got you good!” Both Y/N and Steve appeared out of the water. Y/N was laughing so hard she was clutching her stomach. Loki found it amusing while Tony, Steve, and Thor didn’t.

“That was a good one Y/N.”

“Don’t listen to Loki Y/N. You had us worried!”Thor huffed and Steve nodded his head in agreement.

“Yeah! I thought something really happened to you.”

“I’m sorry guys.” Y/N snorted trying to contain her laughter. “It’s not my fault, it’s Bucky. He came up with the idea. You guys should’ve seen Steve’s face when I came out of the water.”

Steve mocked her laugh, “Ha Ha Ha. It’s not funny.” Bucky held his hand in defense trying not to laugh as well. “It’s not mine! This was all her idea.”

“Capsicle is right, it’s not funny. Don’t scare me like that again.” Tony scolded her, he held out his arms. “Now come give me a hug so I can feel better.” Y/N gave him a hug, that humorous smile not leaving her face. When she tried to pull away, Tony held a grip. She realized.

“TONY!”

He laughed leaning forward and they both fell in the water. Soon it turned into a big splashing war between everyone, they were having so much fun.

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At 7:28 p.m. both Y/N and Bucky walked back to the beach for dinner. The restaurant they chose for tonight’s dinner was there. Since Y/N is over the planning for the vacation and Bucky is attached to her hip, they were at dinner first.

“I know the wait is going to be minute so sit down while I talk to the hostess.” She reassured him. Bucky looked at her kind of worried because he wasn’t comfortable with crowds yet. She squeezed his hand, “You’re okay.”

Bucky nodded his head reluctantly. Y/N walked off to make sure this restaurant gave them a private table away from the crowd, preferably on the beach. After about 10 minutes of talking, something just told her to turn around. It was some woman that looked around Y/N’s age steadily talking to Bucky even though he looked so uncomfortable.

“Hold on one sec.” Y/N held a finger-walking away, not even waiting on the hostess's response. Y/N quiet appearance kinda scared them both. “Excuse me. Hi!”

The woman looked at Y/N with attitude. “Um, why are you speaking to me?”

Y/N took a deep breath to calm down. “ I’m speaking to you because you’re talking to my boyfriend and you obviously see him uncomfortable.” It was for the sake of the moment. Bucky and Y/N aren’t together, just a few flirts here and there. But since Y/N knew this bitch couldn’t take a hint she said, boyfriend.

“You might have him confused for”

Y/N cut her off, “No I don’t have him confused for no one. That’s my boyfriend so get your desperate ass out of his face before I embarrass you in front of everyone. We don’t want that do we? Now walk away miss.”

The woman turned her nose up walking away without saying another word. Once she was out of sight, Bucky visibly relaxed. “Thank you so much Y/N. She wouldn’t stop talking and my a-anxiety was getting bad because I didn’t know her and...” He shook his leg. Y/N sat beside him giving him a hug.

“Hey hey calm down, it’s okay now. I could see she made you uncomfortable. I wasn’t going to stand there and let her continue to do that.”

“Thank you Y/N.”

“Anything for you Bucky.” Y/N kissed his forehead then she stood up, holding out her hand. “Now let’s go get this table because I did cut the hostess off coming to help you.”

Bucky laughed grabbing her hand. As they walked back over to the stand, realization hit Bucky. He smirked.

“So I’m your boyfriend now?”

Y/N rolled her eyes playfully, “No Bucky, it was in the heat of the moment.”

“What if I was to ask you out?”

“In your dreams Bucky.”

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This took longer to write then what it supposed to be.

Hope you guys like it 🥰, I was trying to include a Loki moment because I’m starting to like him more.

Stay slutty my friendsss!

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[charliedawn]

Marvel x Chubbyreader imagine

Imagine going shopping and one of the employees/customers bodyshaming you.

You find a cute dress and try it on. You get out of the dressing room and Tony's awestruck expression is enough for you to beam with pride.

" What do you think ?"

For once, Tony remains silent and only takes out his credit card as an answer.

" I'm buying this dress, and there's nothing you can do about it."

You giggle, but then someone's nasty comment makes it's way in your ear.

" Look at all that fat, it even moves when she laughs. It's disgusting. Nobody wants to see that.."

Tony stops dead in his tracks and turns towards the man with a fake smile before simply stating.

" You're fired."

The employee only laughs mockingly before replying confidently.

" I don't even work for you."

But, Tony walks to him and stares right at him with a death stare.

" I don't care, a**h*le. I buy the shop, thereby I become your boss and fire you. Now, get out of my sight before I pulverize your a**."

The employee doesn't say anything else and just walks away, not before glancing one last time at you with hatred. Tony wraps his arm around you defensively until he is definitely gone. However, the damage has been done and you finally utter weakly.

" M..Maybe I should just put the dress back.."

But, Tony doesn't let go and whispers in your ear in an hungry tone.

" Don't you dare.."

He then pays for the dress and as soon as you're in the car, he kisses you with such passion that it takes your breath away.

" Home ?"

You ask and he nods before replying in agreement.

" Home."

You already knew that Bucky was handsome..But, that didn't mean that it hurt less when people made comments about it. You spot a beautiful dress and the employee quickly takes out the dress with a huge smile.

" Here you go ! I'm sure you'll be perfect in it !"

You smile happily and nod before entering the dressing room. However, you don't even have to time to get out that you hear the same employee talking to one of the other customers.

" Oh my God ! Did you see that ?! It's a shame to let oneself go this far ! They look like a freaking mammoth in a dress. If she is like this..I can only imagine the man accompanying her !"

You don't dare get out as they start laughing together. You feel tears in your eyes, threatening to spill at any moment. However, the door of your dressing room opens and Bucky gets in, worried since you seemed to be taking a long time. The moment his eyes land on you, he finds you gorgeous in the dress and promises himself to buy it. But then, he sees you face and crouches in front of you with a worried expression.

" What happened ?"

You don't have to answer as the employee outside makes her voice heard again.

" Are you finished, miss ? Or do you have some trouble putting it on ? Do you want a bigger size ?"

He automatically understands and clenches his jaw, glaring at the door before looking back at you with a small smile.

" Did you hear that doll ? Sounded like a death wish to me.."

He takes your hand and kicks the door open, shocking the woman that falls on her butt and looks up at the you with a glare, not noticing Bucky standing behind you.

" Watch where you're going, you big ugly..!"

She doesn't have the time to finish her sentence as Bucky steps out and crouches in front of her to take her by the jaw harshly.

" Next time you even look at her with anything else than admiration or respect, I will make sure that you can't look at all..Understood ?"

The woman only nods in agreement and Bucky stands up, satisfied. He takes you by the waist and leaves the shop after having paid for the dress. You arrive in the parking and Bucky opens the door of his car for you.

" Now, let's go dancing..Okay ?"

Bucky asks and, when you don't answer, he turns around to see you with a frown on your face.

" Are you sure we should still go on that date ? People will still look at us and I think it would maybe be better if..Mmmmppphhh !"

You don't have the time to finish your sentence that he pins you to a nearby wall and kisses you with his hand wrapped around your throat.

" Now, I will only accept two answers from you. Dancing or kissing ? Your choice."

You smile and kiss him hungrily again. Looks like the choice is made.

" Yuck..Look at those stretch marks. They should go cover all of that up.."

Sam can't believe what he is hearing and looks at the man with anger radiating from him. You want to say that it's fine, but Sam doesn't give up and glares at the man while trying to remain calm.

" Man, shut the hell up. She is perfect in every way and there is nothing, absolutely nothing, wrong with having tiger stripes. It just means that if you were in the wild, they would be the one surving.."

You have tears in your eyes at his beautiful metaphor, but the man only laughs mockingly while eyeing you up and down.

" If the tiger is as slow and overfed as this one, won't be a problem outrunning it.."

Sam walks towards the employee and stands just in front of him before replying.

" That's where you're wrong..because this tiger is always accompanied by a falcon that will not hesitate before ripping the eyes of its prey.."

He doesn't understand until Sam punches him straight in the nose. The man whimpers in pain on the floor while Sam doesn't wait before grabbing your hand and stepping over the whimpering man.

" Come on, tiger..Let's go home.."

Vision was clearly excited when you asked him if he wanted to go shopping with you. He was starting to worry about you as you hadn't come out of your room for a while. When you both arrive, your eyes immediately see a very interesting dress that you want to try automatically. It calls you and you drag Vision along as he looks at you with a wide smile, happy to see you so happy. You take the dress and try it on. However, when you get out, you didn't plan on another person being there.

" Oh my God ! You're going to damage the dress ! Take it off !"

The man nearly shrieks and Vision frowns up at the man.

" What do you mean ? You think the dress isn't a good fit ?"

The man sneers in disdain before lookin at you with clear disgust written all over his features.

" No..SHE's not a good fit for the dress.."

Vision's eyes widen perceptibly and you can see his fingers digging into the arms of the chair. However, he still succeeds in remaining calm and answers with cold smile.

" Oh, I see..Apologies my good sir, I thought you were just mistaking, but I can see now that you're just a moron."

The man is shocked and gapes at the insult like a fish out of water.

" What did you call me ?!"

He finally shouts in indignation, but Vision, far from being intimidated, only continues to smile falsely before repeating.

" A moron. Should I repeat it again, sir ? Are you perhaps deaf ?"

The man becomes as red as a tomato and wants to slap Vision that only takes a step to the side. In an instant, he restrains the man on the floor and, in his usual polite smile, says.

" Now, the lady here is doing her best to manage her insecurities. It took weeks for me to reassure her that she is perfectly fine, and you ? You just destroyed all of my efforts with one sentence."

He is about to break the man's arm when you gently run your hand on his back soothingly. He seems to remember where he is and gets up in an instant. He then takes you by the hand to pay for the dress and get out of the shop. You wait until you are in the parking lot before stopping and making him look at you. He seems as upset as you and you try to calm him down by gently kissing him on the lips.

" Sorry..He just was so mean to you and I.."

You kiss him again and he finally melts into the kiss.

" Never say sorry for acting heroically..You acted amazing out there.."

He smiles proudly before picking you up.

" Vision ! What are you doing ?!"

You exclaim before he answers with a small smile.

" I'm taking my wife home."

He then takes back his original form and flies up in the air.

" Miss, I need you to step out of the dress. There is the scale on your right, we don't accept anything outside of size Medium in here."

You are about to reply when Scott suddenly stands up and glares at the salesman.

" No one. Tells. My. Wife. That. She. Looks. Fat."

Scott would normally go with the pacifist approach, but when it comes to directly insulting you about the thing that you're most insecure about ? Get prepared for full-on mad Scott. He will make a scene. He will physically attack the employee. It will take you to physically restrain him from scratching the man too much. He will ask to talk to his boss and will not go without a sincere apology. Don't mess with angry Scott.

" Get up ! Come on ! I'm not finished with you !"

He wouldn't say anything because you told him that you didn't want him to kill anyone again. But give him the chance ? And he would take the man's tongue and cut it so he may never speak again.

" Come on, let's go, Loki..The dress is not that important anyway.."

You take his hand and try to gently guide him outside of the dressing lounge. But, the employee adds before you could avoid any more problems.

" Yeah..The dress would be wasted on you anyway.."

This is the last straw. He turns towards the man with a dagger in hand and threatens him by putting it against his throat.

" One more word, and I will skin you like the pitiful human scum that you are ! Now, address one more time to my future wife with this sort of disgusting behavior, and your may find a thousand snakes hidden in your bed."

You drag him outside, grabbing your clothes and paying quickly. Loki frowns, upset at the fact that you didn't let him finish. You run out and it's only when you're in the car that you turn towards Loki with tears in your eyes.

" Loki. One more complaint and they will throw you in a cell again. Is that really what you want ?! Don't make idiots the reason we are separated again.."

He understands your concern and gently strokes your cheek with his thumb before kissing your forehead.

" Never..I just don't like how people treat you around here. It's so unusual. In Asgard, we don't care about the size, we care about how a woman fights. Here, you are called weak by strangers, and when you try to defend yourself, you are blamed. It just doesn't make any sense.."

You laugh at his perplexity before answering him with a kiss on the cheek.

" Never change, Loki.."

Sometimes, when you're alone like this, Loki seems almost innocent. He hasn't been shaped to understand human flaws, he even has trouble understanding why. But, this is why you love him.

" Hey, fata**! Move out of the way ! You are blocking my view !"

A customer yells at you as you just got out of the dressing room. She tries to get in, but Stephen only arks an eyebrow and uses his time stone on her.

" W..Where..?"

She stammers and Stephen quickly answers.

" You are in my realm. I was just checking if you are relevant in any dimension or time-line..Guess what ? You are not. I could send you to another planet and nobody would come looking for you. Now, do I make myself clear when I say to never speak so rudely to anyone again, and especially not her ?"

The woman nods her head vividly and Stephen smiles before making them both come back to reality. The customer looks shocked for a moment, but she only humphs and walks away. You look at him with an eyebrow raised in suspicion.

" Stephen..What did you do ?"

You ask, but he only smiles innocently at you.

" Nothing, dear. Just had to get some things done..By the way, this dress is lovely. I'll pay for it."

You quickly nod and get back in the dressing room. However, you can't seem to be able to open the back zip and finally ask for Stephen's help. He wants to act casual, but is still nervous when you ask for his help..He still enters and pulls the zip down, marveling on the exposed skin of your back in the process. He slowly runs his fingers up and down your back before kissing your neck shortly and getting out. You still smile. At least, you had your approval on the dress..

The moment you enter, everybody stares at you, Thor had insisted on coming with you in his mighty armor and you just knew it would attract many eyes..and the comments didn't take long to arrive..

" Did you see that ?! How did she manage to pull him off ?! I mean..Why her ?! It's surprising."

You hide behind Thor in shame and he quickly notices why. He approaches the man and leans in front of him with a fake smile.

" Is it though ?"

The employee seems taken aback and takes a moment to answer.

" What ?"

" Surprising ? Is it normal for humans to act in such a way when they have flaws themselves ? I mean, your brain is the size of a poptart, and you don't see me complaining about it now, do I ? I don't think you're even worthy of gazing upon her. She's a queen. A woman who has been by my side from the beginning to the end and who never left my side, even when death was upon us. Would you have done the same ? What are you compared to her ?"

Both you and the employee are shocked by Thor's words and he then takes you by the waist to kiss you in front of everyone, even going as far as squeezing your hips. You blush vividly, but he then takes a step back and looks around before shouting for everyone to hear while pointing you with his index.

" This is my woman ! She is just the way I want her and if everyone has a problem with that, he can come and talk to me !"

That quickly shuts everyone up and he then takes your hand, having spotted a very gorgeous red dress that he just knows would look good on you..or off you. 😏😂

Thor can be very confused about many human things, but he knows when something is wrong with his human and will do everything to make you feel better.

He wouldn't say anything, but as soon as your home..He would take his arrows and bow.

" Where are you going ?"

" Out."

He would simply reply and you already know that if you let him go, the employee will be psychologically scarred for the rest of his life..You post yourself in front of the door and refuse to let him pass.

" Come on, darling. Move. I just wanna talk to him..I just wanna talk to him.."

He would try to reassure you, but then, he would remember how ashamed you seemed when buying said dress. His mindset completely shifts to murderous mode as he tries to get past you.

" I just wanna kill him..I just wanna kill him.."

You wrap your arms around his waist and refuse to move.

" Come on ! You're stronger than this, my love ! Don't do it !"

He finally sighs in defeat before nodding in agreement. However, he takes you by the arms for you to get up and gently kisses you.

" I would do anything for you..Okay ?"

You smile and nod, knowing that he means it.

" I know.."

" Hey there.."

You try to ignore the woman openly flirting with your boyfriend, but it's hard when she whispers something in his ear. Something that makes him cross his arms and frown.

" I'm sorry ?"

He says, apparently confused and the woman only giggles before wrapping her arms around his arm.

" You heard me cutie, come with me and leave the pig behind.."

You nearly choke on your own saliva as she repeats high enough for you to hear..You turn around and see an angry Steve that suddenly gets up and glares down at the woman.

" Oh no..You misunderstood. I was genuinely sorry for the fact that no amount of make-up will ever be able to cover your mean heart. Now, leave us Regina George, before I decide to make you leave."

The woman's eyes widen and she turns around with a loud dramatic humph. In an instant, Steve is by your side and covers your face with kisses.

" Don't listen to her. She isn't worth it..And her perfume was just horrible, I need to wash it off when we get home."

You smile with tears in your eyes, reassured and extremely grateful for having such a perfect man in your life..

" Wait..How do you know Mean Girls ?"

You suddenly inquire as you remember that the movie only got out a few years ago..He smiles before blushing almost embarrassingly. He then admits while massaging the back of his neck with his hand nervously.

" I decided to culture myself..And I also heard Hawkeye talk about how his girl has been going crazy over that movie..So, I decided to check it out.."

Your eyes widen at the information and you smile almost mischievously.

" This is actually very "unlike" you, Rogers..Listening on doors..Are you turning to the Dark Side of the Force ?"

He looks back at you with an arked eyebrow, visibly confused and you sigh loudly.

" Oh come on ! Star Wars ! Don't tell me you've watched Mean Girls but never heard about Star Wars ! "

He only shrugs and you suddenly take him by the arm to drag him towards the exit.

" B..But the dress ?!"

He exclaims and you only reply with a slight grin.

" The dress can wait. We've got other very important matters to intend to !"

He suddenly gets out of your grip to run to get the dress and pay for it before coming back to you. He then grabs your hand with a huge smile.

" Now, we can go."

#fandoms #imagine #marvel #scott lang #scott lang x reader #captain america x reader #iron man x reader #vision x reader #sam wilson x reader #bucky barnes x reader #hawkeye x reader #thor x reader #loki x reader #doctor strange x reader

[high-functioning-lokipath]

I SHIP IT! - UPS Delivery Man!Loki x Reader AU - Words: 736

A/N: This was based off of this post and written at the urging of @asipofwineandfandoms So...thank you for taking the time to read this...I don't know exactly what it is

You worked in an office. You were often the one to sign for packages when they got delivered. But if UPS was delivering, well, all the workers were there.

"Morning, darling," The delivery man said as he walked in.

"Loki! Oh! Hi, Loki! Good morning, Loki!" They all yelled, elbowing their way past each other to be closer to him.

"Another package for us?" You asked, taking the box from him.

"I'd like to inspect his package," You heard one of the girls whisper. Loki blushed brightly and looked away.

"I might have to stop back later. Second load," He said.

"Haha, round 2," Another said.

"Oh would you all shut your faces?" you yelled. You rolled your eyes and looked back at Loki apologetically as they filed out. "I'm sorry. They-"

"No worries," He smiled. "I'm used to this." He nodded at you and chuckled. "Well, I'll see you later then for round two," Loki teased.

On your lunch break a bit later you decided to run over to your house to eat. "I am starving," You groan.

"Didn't think you'd come home today," You hear someone say.

"Hello, love," you smile, walking into the kitchen to find your boyfriend. "Snacking on the job again?" You tease.

"Why, darling! I'm wounded!" He fake gasps.

"Oh, Loki. Always so mischievous."

"Would you like me to serve your lunch?" He offers. You nod gratefully and sit at your kitchen table.

"So you have a second route to run today?" You asked as he set down your plates. He nodded as he ate. "Well, my coworkers will be very happy," You smirked. "Just remember, I get off at 3. So if you want to see me-"

"I'll be there," He smiled. "You're okay with how they react to me?" Loki asked nervously.

"Well," You shrugged. "I can't stop them. And I never really did tell them you are my boyfriend. They know I’ve got one but they don't know who it is. Besides, I know they're not serious for the most part and I trust you to be faithful if anyone ever was."

"Oh, darling," Loki smiled, kissing you softly. "I love you so much."

"I love you too, Loki. Now we need to get back to work," You smiled. Loki nodded and kissed your cheek before heading back out.

Work went slow that afternoon but finally 3pm came around. "Well, I'll see you all tomorrow!" You call out, gathering your things. Loki hadn't gotten back to your office yet but you figured the route just took longer.

"Oh! Y/N! Wait! I need you to-" Your boss said, stopping you. She seemed at a loss for words and rather fidgety causing you to frown slightly. You knew her well and she never had acted like this before.

"You need me to do what?" You asked.

"Can you stay just a little longer? I'm expecting a call and-"

"Well of course! Why didn't you say so?" You grin. You waited at your desk for a while before you heard some noise from the back room.

"I have a package for you," You heard Loki call out as he walked up to your desk. All your coworkers were following him excitedly. You got up to grab the box but we're slightly confused when he only handed you a clipboard and pen. "Sign here," He instructed.

You grabbed the paper and quickly signed your name. “Okay,” You said, a bit suspicious of his smirk.

“Read the paper, Y/N,” He grinned. You looked down and reread it, almost immediately bursting into tears.

“Really?” You asked. Loki nodded and you threw your arms around him, hugging him tightly.

You set the clipboard down and the others saw what was written on it: Will you marry me? They all started talking excitedly, already planning your bridal shower.

"Hear that ladies? I get his package," You tease. Loki laughed and kissed you before getting down on one knee.

“Let’s make it official, hm?” He held out a little box, from which he pulled out a ring box. You gasped when you saw the beautiful ring inside. You held out your hand and Loki slipped the ring on you. “I love you so much, my beautiful fiance,” He smiled.

“Not if I love you more first!” You tease.

A beat of silence passed before your coworkers all yelled out in unison, “I ship it!”

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Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers. Let’s spread the self-love 🧡

Oooo thank you for sending this in, bestie! Alright lemme see…my five favorite stories…

relinquish the crown – This one's always gonna have to be one of my favorites because it's my first long series that had me planning whole seasons and AUs and "What If…?" branches for these two blorbos.

one look & they'll know – my other long running series and I love these two blorbos with all my lil potato heart 🥹🥹 Tomathy in this series really saw Reader and went "Yes this one, I choose this one, I will love her forever and always give her cuddles and kisses"…and mango rides 😏😏

the final Lady Sharpe – i'm so eternally grateful to @ellooo0ooo for sending in this request because the concept of the story may have never reached me 🥹💖

maintain our cover – this is the story that had me realizing i definitely have a thing for writing an older Magnus and i'm definitely gonna be doing it again 🥵😮‍💨

no resistance – writing President Loki was smth else and i can't wait to do it again 😏😏

now as a bonus…some works i'm looking forward to writing and sharing with y'all…

The Dreamlight AU

So…remember that story I was trying to conceptualize that takes place in the Disney Dreamlight Valley game? It's not just gonna turn into a series…it's gonna turn into multiple series that all take place within this AU 🥹. I realized while working on the Phase 1 planning that there are at least 3 full stories that are going to be interwoven with one another by the end of it all, so it's gonna be a while before I get to flesh this out.

Say Don't Go

The Avengers x Doctor Who crossover story 😳👀

Back to You

This is probably gonna be the next series I start making because Phase 3 planning is complete for these incoming blorbos and I can't wait to start sharing their story with y'all 🥹💖

Captive Mind, Taken Heart

The Kilgrave v Loki story…aka the darkest story I might have in the works

The Midnights Collection

I have stories in mind for every single song in Midnights, and Phase 1 planning is complete 😳👀 Some of them are actually already out…the ones for "lavender haze", "paris", and "would've could've should've"

Stakes & Bounties

I'm not gonna say too much about this but I will say this… Pine v Wick 😳👀

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two wise unknown people

picture NOT mine credit: @castielbarnes

loki x gn!reader

f l u f f

warnings: loki episode 3 spoilers!!, mistakes?

wc: 2k

Today has been a hectic day so far. First started off with a few minute-men,Mobius and Loki alongside you going to Alabama 2050 to try to catch the variant in an apocalypse but went downhill when you got enchanted by the variant and then got passed out. The only thing you can remember was being picked up bridal style and carried through a portal going to the TVA. Once Loki followed the variant and ended up in the TVA he gently woke you up telling you to follow him. Loki grabbed his daggers from the locker hunter b-15 stored.

Following Loki through the halls of the TVA, minute-men on the ground passed out, or they looked passed out. When you caught up with the variant, Loki and her started to fight. Loki got thrown, you tried to stop her before she killed him. Throwing a few punches here and there, and dodging a few you wrapped your legs around her neck and flipped her to the ground were you grabbed Loki’s dagger and brought it to her throat leaving her defenseless. out of breath you opened your mouth to say something but was interrupted by Ravonna and two minute men on both of her sides with those look alike glow sticks. While you looked up at Ravonna, the variant got a hold of the dagger and flipped you on the group about to stab you but Loki came up from behind her and got the TemPad and opened another portal underneath all of you and fell through.

You ended up on a moon called Lamentis-1 2077 where a planet was going to destroy everything and everyone. The TemPad is dead and needs to be charged but in order to charge it, it needs to have a lot of energy. You found out the variant is now named Sylvie or wants to be called that. You still didn’t trust her since she tried to kill you multiple times but yet again you fell in love with a man just like that. You found out that there is an ark where people are getting on in order to escape this coming disaster. You will have to take a train to get there.

Loki disguised himself to look like one of the men guards and took you and Sylvie as “hostages” to Shuroo by orders. One of the men in charge of looking at tickets wasn’t buying all of that and just as your cover was about to be blown, Sylvie touched his arm and enchanted him so you could board the train. And that’s how you ended up here, on the train going to the ark to charge the TemPad to get back to the TVA.

The doors slowly opened, and stepping inside the train there were people that you could tell were high class. The walls were green and there was a small bar in the middle and all around the room were tables with booths. “Good evening, passengers. Hi.” Loki said to everyone while still holding you and Sylvie by the arms. Sylvie sits down in a booth, and you follow by sitting on the opposite side of her.

“Um-“ Loki starts hesitantly, “Uh look, I can't go backwards on a train.” You snickered at that trying to cover it with a cough. Loki looks at you glaring but with a small smile rolling his eyes before Sylvie starts to talk.

“Well, I never sit with my back to the door.” She says, turning her head away.

You scoff, “what? there are doors on both sides.” Loki said, looking around.

“Oh, just sit down.” you told Loki, grabbing his arm and yanking him to your side.

There was little silence before Sylvie spoke up. “FYI that wasn’t even a plan.”

“Oh really?” replied Loki. “plans have multiple steps, dressing as a guard and getting on a train is just doing a thing.” said Sylvie with a scoff.

Loki shifts his jaw, and about to open his mouth but is interrupted by you.

“Oh, are you a bit tired? feel free to, you know, get some rest.” you tell Sylvie after you see her yawning.

She glared at you before grunting and rolling her eyes. “I can't sleep in a place like this.”

“You can’t sleep on a train.?'' Loki asks. “No, I can’t sleep around untrustworthy people.” she replies leaning over the table staring Loki right in the eye. “Oh right, is that me?” “You feel free to take a nap.” “No you can.” “I already told you I can't.” “Right because untrustworthy people.” you had enough of their bickering.

“Shut it!” you whispered and shouted at the pair. they both stopped and looked at you. ”Just shut it.” you tell them again before leaning back and taking a deep breath.

Sylvie looks out the window while Loki keeps staring at you. “What?” he doesn’t respond, he just keeps looking at you. “Why are you staring at me like that?” you ask. He just smiles and taps his shoulder, motioning for you to lay your head on him. You comply and lay your head on his shoulder while he grabs one of your hands and holds it under the table before he kisses your head.

Seconds later you fall into a deep slumber. Loki looks down at you with a loving smile thinking how lucky he is to have you even if your relationship isn’t a romantic one. He tore his gaze from you to Sylvie, “So, where’d you learn to do the..” Loki motioning his hands while he speaks. “You know, the… whatever i-“ “I taught myself” Sylvie interrupted Loki, knowing what he’s asking.

Loki's eyes went wide. “You taught yourself?” he asked in disbelief.

“Yeah I did.”Sylvie replied, shaking her head.

“Do you just go into their minds and project some sort of illusion?”

“It’ll be easier if i just-“ bringing her hands to Loki’s head.

“Enchant me and take the TemPad and lead me out of the train? No thank you.” Loki tells her slapping her hands away but being careful so he doesn’t wake you.

“Well then don’t ask.” Sylvie leans back with an emotionless expression.

“You almost woke up y/n by the way.” Loki informs her, looking down at you sleeping still.

“Did not.” “Did to” “Did not” “Did to” “Not” “To” “Not” “T-“ they were interrupted by you stirring a little bit while still asleep. Loki let out a breath he didn’t even know he was holding before getting the last word in. “Did to.”

A lady comes by the table a few seconds later asking if anyone wants champagne. “Champagne?”

“Ah yes, thank you very much.” Loki says to the lady without hesitation.

The lady moves over to Sylvie where she replies with a dull answer, “No i’m good thanks” with no emotion.

“Oh i’ll take hers, thank you” Loki grabs the other glass of champagne and with that the lady walks away. Sylvie looks at Loki with a raised eyebrow, questioning him.

“For y/n when they wake up” Loki says knowing what Sylvie was asking about.

“Cheers,” Loki says, clinking the two glasses together, “To the end of the world.” Loki takes a sip.

“I pity the old woman who chose to die, don’t you think?”

“She was in love.”

“Mmm-, she hated him”

“Maybe love is hate” Sylvie replies back smirking.

Loki conjures a quill and paper. “What was that? ‘love is… love is hate.’”

“Oh, piss off!”

Loki makes the items disappear before going back to the subject of love while pouring your glass of champagne to his.

“Is there a lucky beau waiting for you at the end of this crusade?” Loki asks while raising the glass to his lips.

“Yeah there is actually.” She responds easily.

“Oh,” Loki takes a sip.

“Managed to maintain a quite a serious long-distance relationship with a postman while running across time from one apocalypse to the another.” Sylvie says sarcastically.

Loki chuckles lightly, “Witch charm like that who could resist you?” Loki jokes.

Sylvie smiles a little looking down before looking up at Loki, “How about you? wait, don't answer that you have y/n.”

Loki's eyes went wide,“What? I-I dont- me and y/n we aren’t together.” Loki is a stuttering mess.

“You aren’t? Really? I don't buy that.” Sylvie says slightly surprised. “Y’all are practically in love with each other, I keep catching you staring at them and vice versa. Y’all have the love look in your guys eyes when one looks at the other, quite frankly it’s sickening.” Sylvie says, gagging a little but smiling.

Loki turns red after he hears that. Has he really been that obvious of his staring problem? Has he really been that oblivious to not notice you staring at him? Do you know he stares at you? Do you feel the same as him? No you couldn’t possibly feel the same- could you?

Loki's brain was hurting from overthinking and asking himself over and over again if there is a chance you could feel the same as he does for you. Loki takes a deep breath before looking at you then back up at sylvie.

“Why don’t you tell them?” Sylvie asks before he has a chance to speak.

Loki thinks for a moment, remembering something he read that stuck with him, “‘Friendship Or Love... It's really hard to choose, though sometimes friendship ends in love. If romance ends, it's hard to return to friendship.’ but also ‘Over thinking ruins you, ruins the situation, twists things around and just makes everything much worse than what it actually is’ do you know the two people who said that?”

Sylvie shakes her head no. “Two wise unknown people said that. Not knowing that their words would relate to almost everyone who is in love with their best friend but doesn’t want to ruin the friendship if something happens.” Loki is rubbing his thumb on your hand looking down at your sleeping figure. “To answer your question ‘why don’t I tell them?’ it’s because I overthink and because I don’t want to ruin something so great just because I want something more. I would rather stay friends forever than get into a relationship not knowing if it will last forever.” Loki says honestly.

Sylvie doesn’t say anything for a few seconds and just looks between you and Loki. “That's with every relationship.” Loki looks up, encouraging her to continue. “Whether it's friendship or a romantic relationship you don’t know if it will last forever. no one does.” Sylvie laughs a little , “Not even the time keepers. you know why? because they can’t decide your future for you, no one can, only you.”

“The timekeepers know everything.”

“Do they? Then why are you here? They didn’t know you would change the timeline and come here did they? The time keepers didn’t plan on having you at the TVA. So who says they know everyone's futures? Because from the looks of it, they don’t know everything that happens in the future.” Sylvie finished with a sigh.

Loki stares at Sylvie, surprised that they had this conversation with each other even though not even 24 hours ago they were trying to kill each other and now they are talking about love and being honest and open.

Sylvie shakes her head before clearing her throat, “I need to get rest so you do your thing and i’ll do mine got it?” Loki nods and Sylvie gets comfortable and closes her eyes.

Loki just sits there looking at you before him, getting comfortable himself with your head still on his shoulder, closing his eyes and letting rest take over him in a matter of seconds.

You open your eyes looking at Sylvie before looking at Loki, slightly shocked because of two things. One they had a full conversation that didn’t include any arguing or childlike behavior and two you just heard your best friend talk about his love for you.

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What we can do for Sigyn ^^

#JusticeForSigyn

I've said enough lately as to why we will most likely never see Sigyn in Marvel movies and series. So today I would like to introduce you to the small group of #justiceforsigyn ^^

Unfortunately we are very few, but we are also a very small group of stubborn people with fighter hearts. A fighter's heart for Sigyn!

We tell each other the story that Marvel doesn't want to tell us. Each of us have Sigyn in our own version of Marvel that would go with the MCU. One of us even does it in AU form. The others keep their outfits close to what Sigyn wears in the comics. And then I come ... I've been writing cosplay since 2008, 930 pages of character analysis and storyline for her at the MCU and now also for the upcoming Loki series. But let's leave that!

I want to tell you what you can do for Sigyn in the Marvel Universe ^^

Writes stories, fanfiction or rpgs.

Create a cosplay or fanart of her as it could fit into the MCU or even the upcoming Loki series.

Make it clear that Sigyn as portrayed in Marvel Comics has nothing to do with Sigyn from mythology. (Which unfortunately too many people believe!)

And these are just a few things you can do ^^

In summary, you do what we do. Sigyn just shouldn't be forgotten if Marvel sees no potential in her. Then we simply use this potential and implement it!

Like my dear cosplay colleague and Sigyn sister Vontrug (you can find her on Instagram)

Vontrug is a very talented cosplayer and has even worked as an actress herself. She loves Marvel very much and has also cosplayed some Marvel characters. She doesn't like the comic book representation of Sigyn, so she rotated the comic book representation 365 degrees. She wears a comic outfit of hers and puts Sigyn's shyness and fighting spirit in the foreground.

Here are two pictures of her in her Sigyn cosplay. One with a mutual friend of ours, Lady Loki, Die Liebe Cosplay.Valkyrie (you can also find her on Instagram)

The second one on the boat is lady_laufeyson (you can find her on Instagram too). She is also a very dear Sigyn Cosplay sister of mine and a real mythology nerd. She herself reads everything that can be found about Norse mythology. But is also a very big Marvel fan. She is our Sigyn AU sister. She portrayed Sigyn as a school girl when Marvel would be a high school drama. And I can tell you one thing: she put a lot of time into her simple outfit.

Here are two pictures from her AU Marvel Sigyn cosplay.

The next is Mizerious (also on Instagram)

Mizerious is a photo model and her great passion is cosplay. She's also not a fan of the portrayal of Sigyn in the Marvel Comics, but she loves the Sigyn fanart from Nanihoo and was inspired by them to create her Sigyn outfit. She created her own Marvel universe for a Sigyn story and has been writing her Sigyn RPG for 6 years.

She's even planning a second outfit for her Sigyn Cosplay and the rest of us have been waiting a long time to finally see it. But by the next Justice For Sigyn meeting, it should finally be doable.

The penultimate thing I can present you with pictures is one that I want to introduce to you, Maryintothewoods (Instagram). A beautiful Sigyn cosplayer who, unfortunately, I haven't met personally yet. I really hope that it will finally be possible after Corona. Because I think your Sigyn interpretation is great.

The last one is Surafirnix_cosplay (Instagram) is a passionate RPG writer, huge Marvel fan and after 6 years she finally decided to cosplay Sigyn. Unfortunately I can't show any pictures of her yet. But she also makes her own MCU version of it. She's also working on a live-action RPG outfit for Sigyn. That's right, she's still working on her Sigyn outfits and we look forward to welcoming another Sigyn Cosplay sister soon!

And before the question arises, all cosplay partners know about it. Yes, everyone knows and everyone Loki, with whom I and André have worked and with whom we work, knows what #JusticeForSigyn stands for. You are all fully behind it yourself. Because they don't approve of how Sigyn is dealt with in the Marvel Comics and are always happy to see cosplayers bring Sigyn to life in the Marvel Universe.

Even if Sigyn only has a very small fan group. Let's stand together and support one another and even if someone says I want to portray Sigyn as a Marvel villain. Would we even support that? A VERY UNIQUE YES!

The Marvel Universe is huge and not in every universe the character doesn't always have to be the same or even a hero!

My last words. Here are two more Sigyn cosplay pictures from me.

We are #JusticeForSigyn

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Folklore [song series]

this is me trying

Modern Day AU! Steve Rogers x OC!Reader; Bucky Barnes x Natasha Romanoff

Plot: Inspired by Taylor Swift’s new album folklore. The story follows the timeline of Bucky and Elizabeth’s life throughout the years.

word count: 3592

[a/n: I’m so sorry that it’s taken me so long to update this and my other story. i’ve been busy with school and work. thank you for your continued patience and support]

previous part

Series Masterlist

Age: 20 Year: Dec. 2014 Location: Brooklyn, NY

"How have you been James?”

Bucky looks out the window to his right. Hands grasped together in his lap as he sits on the dark green sofa across from the woman he's been seeing for the last 5 months.

He ponders the question, making sure to answer it honestly. He looks back at her giving her his full attention again.

"Good," he answers truthfully, a small smile planted on his face. Life has been good. School is going incredibly well. My job is going better than I could've imagined. Really learning a lot."

"How are things going with Natasha?" The older lady asks.

“Great. Really great," Bucky says with a slightly bigger smile.

"Good. I'm glad to hear that," she smiles back, proud to the see progress James has made since his first visit moths ago.

After the blow up he and Steve had, Bucky fell into a depressive state. He refused to talk to anyone about what had happened. It wasn't until his younger sister Rebecca came to talk to him:

"I get you don't want to talk to any of us about what happened last week," she said as Bucky laid in bed looking out the window, his back facing her, "But you can't just stay in bed, hiding for the world. Starving yourself isn't going to solve anything.

"Sulking is only going to make you worse. It's not healthy, Buck. We're all worried. Ma is incredibly worried. She's barely been eating. I hear her wandering the house at all hours, because she can't sleep."

"You don't want to talk to us, fine. But you need to talk to someone. If not for yourself, but for Ma. Please," she begs, before leaving Bucky alone to ponder what she said.

He knew he wasn't coping the healthy way. He hadn't realized how much he was affecting his family by shutting down. The last thing he wanted to do was worry his mother. So he got himself up, took a shower, ate breakfast with his family. They were surprised to see him come down, but tried not to draw any extra attention to it. Rebecca gave him an understanding nod, which he reciprocated. After breakfast, he began his research. He decided to listen to Rebecca's advice and find someone to talk to someone to help him make sense of what is going on in his mind.

And that's how he ended up in Dr. Abraham's office.

"Have you contacted Steve yet?" She asks.

"No," he answered fiddling with his fingers, "I feel embarrassed about the way I reacted."

"That's normal, James," she assured him, "But in order to repair any damage that's been cost, you need to talk to Steve. To move forward. From what you've told me he's a very understanding person. I'm sure once you've apologized and explain to him the steps you've taken to help your mental health, I'm sure he'd be willing to accept you back into his life."

"I'm not so sure," he looked down at his hands.

"You won't know until you've tried. Listen, I'm not here to tell you what to do or what not to do. I'm just here to help you navigate your thoughts a little better. In a more healthy way. If you're really serious about living a more healthier mental life, I think you should talk to him. You don't want to really throw this lifelong friendship away, do you?"

"No, I don't," he shakes his head.

"Good. Remember to be honest," she tells him, "Vulnerability isn't a bad thing. Your feelings aren't a nuisance. it's how you handle them is what matters. I'm not saying you have to talk to him as soon as you walkout of here. I just want you to start making the notion of doing so. Our time is just about up, how about we do this. Some homework for the week.

"I want you to write a letter to Steve. Bring it in next week, you don't have to read it. But I would like to discuss it. What do you say?"

"Okay, I could do that," he agreed.

Christmas week

Steve and Elizabeth flew back home a few days before Christmas. They put their bags in the trunk of their rental car.

The car ride was silent for awhile, both tired after a long flight, now sitting in traffic on their way back to their parents' place. This would be their first time back to Brooklyn since the whole Bucky situation. The road trip back to California was fun, but there was a looming sadness over Steve. It's not like he regrets standing up to Bucky he doesn't. He just wishes thing would've played out differently. He really wished Bucky would've talked to him before he left back to California.

"How are you feeling about being back?" Elizabeth asks, while they sat in traffic.

"I don't know," Steve sighs, "Feels weird going back home and not talking to Bucky."

"Maybe you should try calling him. It's been a few months. I'm sure he'd be willing to hear you out," she said, rubbing his right arm.

"I don't want to push him," Steve said through gritted teeth, his grip on the steering wheel getting tighter.

Bucky had been a touchy subject the last few months. During the first month Elizabeth would ask Steve if he'd heard from him, the answer always being no, followed by Steve shutting down. After that Elizabeth stopped asking, noticing how much it was affecting Steve, but the constant reminder of it wasn't helping. She knew that if Bucky ever did call, Steve would tell her. The only thing she could do was be patient and be there for Steve whenever he needed her.

The holidays kept everyone busy. On Christmas Eve. Steve spent it with Elizabeth's family at her grandma's house. Elizabeth found herself watching Steve play with her younger cousins, she couldn't help but giggle when they roped him into a tea party. She found herself imagining a future where Steve would do the same with their own children. She quickly shook the daydream away. Reprimanding herself a little for even thinking about kids at their young age.

On Christmas morning Elizabeth and Steve spent it with his parents. It was a nice peaceful day just lounging around in their pajamas. For dinner, Elizabeth's parents went over to have dinner at the Rogers' house. It was a nice little send off dinner for their parents who were leaving for Mexico to spend the New Years for a couples' getaway.

Elizabeth and Steve were heading to the Hamptons to spent NYE with Wanda, Thor, Loki, and Scott. They had planned to have a nice, peaceful trip.

While Steve and Elizabeth were at the Hamptons, Bucky and Natasha were spending their NYE at his family's beach cottage in Port Washington.

They were cuddled on the couch surrounded by take out containers, watching the New Years Eve special waiting for midnight to happen.

Bucky got up about 15 minutes to midnight to grab something from the kitchen. He walked back into the room with a new bottle of champagne and two champagne flutes.

"Got some champagne," he said holding it up for Natasha to see.

"Um," Natasha awkwardly shifted in her seat, "Actually about that."

Bucky looked at Nat confused, putting the bottle and flutes down on the coffee table before sitting back down next to her.

"What's wrong" he asked, grabbing the tv remote to mute the tv, and give Natasha his full undivided attention.

"So there's something I haven't told you," she says looking down at her fidgeting fingers.

"You're worrying me Nat," Bucky said, grabbing her hands to help ease her nerves

She looked up to meet his worry filled eyes.

"I'm pregnant," she announced.

Bucky eyes widen at her announcement, instantly dropping her hands. The look on her face showing she was telling the truth.

"How is that possible?" He asks in disbelief, "We've been so careful. We use double the protection. Condoms and you're on the pill."

"Actually about that," she nervously shifted under his intense gaze, "I haven't been on birth control in a little over two months."

"What?" Bucky yelled, quickly rising from his seat, "What do you mean you haven't been on birth control in a little over two months?"

"I got off of it," she shrugged trying to play it off, "It's my body and I can do what I want with it. And I just wanted to give my body a break, I've been on the pill since I was 15."

"I get it's your body, Natasha, I'm all for you doing whatever you want," he stresses, "but you should've told me. I'm your boyfriend, we have sex frequently. You should've at least had the respect of your sexual partner, letting him know that you were no longer on birth control. So in that case I could've been a tad more careful."

"We were using condoms," she half heartedly defended herself.

"They aren't 100% effective Natasha," he gripped his hair, in complete disbelief over this entire conversation, "You even know that. That also doesn't defend yourself for not telling me. You should've told me."

"I'm sorry. It's not like I was planning for this to happen," she yelled.

Bucky just stared at her like she just grew two heads. How is she not freaking out, he thought. They were clearly way too young for this. Which is why they took precautionary measures.

After a few moments of silence Natasha spoke up, "I'm keeping the baby."

Bucky didn't know what to say. He felt the room closing in on him. He started having a hard time catching his breath.

"James," Natasha quietly said, getting up to check on him. He raised his hand, silently telling her to stay where she's at.

He headed for the back door, the house felt too suffocating for him. He walked through the the small yard to the gate that led to the beach. Stumbling around.

To a stranger they would just think he's drunk. In reality he was just having a panic attack.

It was all too much. His mind was racing.

She's pregnant. With a baby. My baby. I'm going to have a kid. I'm going to be a dad. I'm not ready to be a dad. My dad was shit. God I can't be like my dad. I'm not ready for all of this.

He put his hands on his knees, hunched over trying to catch his breath. But he just couldn't. He did the only thing he could think of. He pulled out his phone and dialed the only person he knew would help.

Steve and Elizabeth were laughing with their friends, waiting for the countdown to begin. Steve felt his phone vibrating in his pocket. He moved his shoulder off of the back of the couch, where Elizabeth was cuddled up against.

He pulled his phone out and his heart dropped at the name that appeared. He quickly got up and walked out of the living room and upstairs to the room where he was staying in for the week.

Wanda raised her eyebrow at Elizabeth, who just shrugged her shoulders, equally as confused.

"Bucky?" Steve answered the phone, closing the door behind him. He could hear Bucky hyperventilating on the other side.

"Steve," he tried to get out.

"Buck, what's wrong?" Steve asked, pressing the phone even closer to his ear the sound of everyone downstairs counting down to midnight.

"Steve, I-," Bucky was struggling to get out.

"Buck, please try to calm down," Steve stressed, "Inhale, hold it for a few seconds and then exhale. You need to calm down. I can't help you, if I can't understand you."

Bucky tried his best to calm himself down, with Steve talking him through it.

"Now, can you explain to me what's wrong?" Steve asked, hearing Bucky's breathing leveling out more.

"I-I'm not re-ready Steve," Bucky stutters, sniffling his nose.

"It's okay take your time, I'm here whenever you're ready."

"No, it's Natasha.”

"What's Natasha? Is she okay?" Steve questioned, getting more concerned.

"Yes, she's fi-ine," he stuttered again, trying to say the words.

"Where are you Buck?" Steve asked, looking around for his shoes and keys.

"I'm at the beach cottage."

"I'm in the Hamptons. Is there any way you can meet me back at my place?"

"Yeah, I think I can," Bucky said a bit more calmer now.

"Okay, I'll see you soon."

When midnight struck Elizabeth went upstairs to check on Steve, making sure everything was okay. She could hear him on the phone talking to Bucky, trying to calm him down. She waited outside of the door to give them some privacy.

Twenty minutes later Wanda went to go check on them, to find Elizabeth sitting on the floor.

"Is everything okay?" She whispered.

"I don't know," she answered, "I'm waiting for Steve. You can head back down, I'll be down shortly."

"Okay. We're here if you guys need anything," Wanda said before walking back down.

After another 25 minutes Elizabeth heard Steve hang up the phone. She softly knocked on the door, and let herself in. She walked in to see Steve frantically going around the room collecting his things.

"Steve is everything okay?"

"It's Buck. He called me while he was having a panic attack. Something about Natasha," he tells her.

"Is she okay?"

"I think so. I was able to calm him down. I need to get back home," he said putting his things in his suitcase.

"Okay. I completely understand. Do you want me to go with you for the drive?" She asked.

"I don't want you to have to cut your time here short," he says, feeling guilty for bringing this on her.

"Steve, something is clearly going on with Bucky. I want you to go to him, but maybe it's best if I drove. I haven't had a drink in hours, and you seem too frantic. Please let me help," she pleaded, placing her hand on his stopping him.

Steve looked up and noticed the worry on Elizabeth's face.

"Okay," he gave in, "We'll need to leave as soon as we can."

Elizabeth nodded, quickly grabbing her weekender bag and start shoving things in. If they forgot anything's he knew Wanda would bring it back.

They said their quick goodbyes and were on the road within 5 minutes, with Elizabeth behind the wheel and Steve fidgeting in the passenger seat.

Bucky took a few minutes to himself on the beach, trying to make sure his anxiety was at rest before he headed back inside. When he entered the house, Natasha shot up from her seat.

"Happy New Years," she awkwardly said, trying to cut the obvious tension.

"Umm," Bucky scratched his head looking everywhere but at Natasha, "We need to leave."

"What?"

"I mean, you can stay if you want and I'll pick you up tomorrow," he rephrased, "But I can't stay here. I need to go. Steve is meeting me at his house."

"Steve?" She was taken back by that mention, not expecting to hear Bucky say his name. He hasn't mentioned Steve in months.

"Yeah, I called him," Bucky says rubbing the back of his neck.

"Well that's good right?"

"Yeah, listen. I really need to go, so are you going to stay or come with me?"

"To see Steve?"

"No. I would drop you off at your place," he tells her, "I'm seeing Steve alone."

"Will she be there?"

Natasha didn't really know exactly why Steve and Bucky weren't talking, at first. Then she heard that Steve and Elizabeth were dating, and it all made sense. The only person that could tear Bucky and Steve apart. She never told Bucky that she knew. Figured it wasn't worth the fight. Especially not now when she was carrying his child.

To an outsider it might seem like she got pregnant on purpose, but that wasn't the case. She knew they were too young for this, at least that's what she thought when she first found out about the pregnancy a week ago. But now that she's sat with it she's taking it as a sign that this is meant to happen. She's just really hoping that Bucky would see it, if not now but eventually.

"Listen, Natasha, I don't have time for this," he looks her in the eyes, "Are you coming or not?"

"I'll get my bag," she remarked with a snark tone, walking passed him to their shared room.

A couple of hours later Bucky was pulling up in front of the Rogers' house. 2:15 am read the clock in his car. He looked to his right, out the passenger side window to see a dark figure sat on the front steps of the house.

Bucky took one last breath before exiting the vehicle.

As soon as he opened the front gate Steve stood up from where he was sat on the stairs.

Once Bucky approached him both young men threw their arms around each other. Gripping each other tightly, fighting back the tears that threatened to fall. They stayed like that for awhile. Relishing in the comfort of being back in each other's arms. Their silent fight no longer important. All they knew in that moment was everything was going to be okay, because no matter what they'll always have each other.

Steve walked into his parents' living room holding two mugs of coffee. As he rounded the couch, he handed one to Bucky.

"Sorry, if I ruined any of your plans," Bucky apologized, "Tell Elizabeth I'm sorry for taking you away."

'Buck, don't worry about it," Steve waved him off, "She completely understands. And truth be told, I wasn't necessarily feeling in the New Year's mood."

"Yeah," Bucky sighs.

"Do you want to talk about what happened tonight?" Bucky nods his head, placing the coffee mug on the coffee table in front of him. He shifted his body to the left to face Steve.

"She's pregnant," he announces.

"What?" Steve asked, not expecting that to be the reason, he quickly placed his mug next to Bucky's.

"Yeah, my reaction exactly," Bucky said.

"What? How?"

"Apparently Natasha hasn't been on the pill in a couple of months," Bucky explains, "And even though we always used condoms, they aren't exactly 100% effective."

"Did you know she wasn't on the pill?"

"Nope," Bucky tells him, "If I knew I wouldn't been a bit more cautious."

"So she told you she was pregnant?" Steve said getting back to it.

"Yeah. She was so nonchalant about it. Like it was no big deal," Bucky stressed,

"How is she just so calm. We're not prepared for this. I'm not ready for this Steve. I can't be a dad. I don't even know how to be a decent human being."

"That's not true Buck," Steve disagreed.

"Come on Steve, we haven't talked in months, and we both know it's not because you didn't try," Bucky says, "I was so caught up in my own jealousy. And selfishness, that I never even considered your feelings or Elizabeth's. And I don't think I can ever make it up to you for treating you like you're nothing to me."

"You were hurt," Steve tried to excuse.

"Doesn't excuse the way I behaved," Bucky says, "I know that now."

"I've been seeing a therapist," Bucky informs him, "I never realized how much my mental health was taking a toll on those around me. So after our fight, I found someone to talk to. To work through the shit that's going on in my mind."

"How's that been going?" Steve asked.

"Good," Bucky gives a half smile, "Really good. She's good. I've realized a lot about myself that I didn't know. Working through all the issues I've had with my father leaving."

"That's good Buck. I'm proud of you, truly," Steve beamed, patting Bucky on the shoulder.

"I really am sorry for the way I behaved," Bucky repeated again.

"Buck, you really don't have to apologize again," Steve told him.

"I need to Steve," he said, "I can't believe I acted that way. I should've been happy for you and Elizabeth. I'm glad you two have each other. Seriously. I couldn't imagine her with anyone better, same goes for you. I won't cause any more issues for you two. It's not worth not having you in my life. You're my brother Steve, and I don't want to miss anything."

"Thanks, Buck. It really means a lot to me to hear that," Steve smiles, "Because I don't want to miss anything in your life also."

"Yeah, especially now," he says, the reality of why they're there dawning back.

"How are you feeling now about the baby?"

"I don't know, man," Bucky shakes his head, "I'm afraid I'm going to screw this up, like everything else."

"But now you're working on that," Steve reminds him, "And you're not going to be doing this alone. You have people who are always going to be there. I may be in California now, but I'm just a phone call away. You're not alone. But you do have to try Buck. That's all that you can ever do. Try your best, no one's asking you to be perfect, but as long as you're trying your best, that's what's important."

Age: 21 Year: 2015

The sounds of a baby crying woke Bucky up from his sleep in the early depths of the morning. He quietly and quickly got out of bed, making his way to the small New York kitchen to make a bottle.

He walked into the small nursery where the two-month-old baby wailed from hunger.

"It's okay," Bucky shushed gently, picking up the small baby, "Daddy's here."

He adjusted the small baby in his arms before placing the bottle in the baby's mouth.

"There you go," he encouraged the small one, as soon as he heard the sounds of the baby drinking.

Bucky sat down on the chair in the corner of the room, opposite of the crib. He just stared as the newborn drank their bottle, while simultaneously falling asleep. Even though he was completely exhausted, he had never felt more happier. More at peace with where his life was at.

As long as he kept trying his best, he knows he can do this for the rest of his life.

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Soul ties - Part 9 (Bucky Barnes au)

"If I lay here

If I just lay here

Would you lie with me and just forget the world ?"

"Can I come in?"

It was Bucky's voice – of course it was. You tried wiping your tears away before speaking. A part of you didn't care if he saw you crying, but you still hated when you couldn't hold back the tears.

"Yes." Your voice was husky from the crying and you weren't sure he'd heard you until he opened the door. You were still on your knee, unable to even look at him.  Bucky seemed to understand talking wasn't really what you wanted at the moment. Instead, he kneeled next to you and unexpectedly wrapped his arms around your shaking body. You'd noticed how rare it was for him to touch people ; even tapping Steve's shoulder seemed to hardly ever occur to him. Your shaking stopped instantly as you gave into his embrace, leaning against his chest.

"He was about to call me a whore, wasn't he?"

Had it been Steve, he would've told you no in an effort to comfort you. But Bucky radiated blatant honesty when he talked to you, which you appreciated more than you would say.

"It doesn't mean he's right," he said.

"Maybe not. But that's still the word he wanted to call his wife. How did I even- fuck." You shook your head. "How did I ever fell for his tricks? I knew his friends were trash but...I thought he was the exception. I never thought he'd act like this with me."

"Act how? Rude?" Bucky asked, unsure about what you exactly meant.

"Yeah. The neglect has been going on for years, you know." You looked up at him and got out of his arms to sit properly. It didn't take him long to take a seat next to you, leaning his back against your bed. "I just put it all on his job." You grabbed Bucky's hand : you'd never needed to touch him as much as you did now. Something in the controlled way he breathed and the warmth of his skin helped you think straight and prevented you from spiralling.

"Is it the first time he insults you?"

"Openly? Yeah." You sighed. "He's been petty before but calling me names...never."

"I'm afraid to ask this, but I have to." He looked you in the eyes, searching for...what, exactly? "He was pretty violent when he grabbed your shirt. Was that the first time as well?"

The question made you look away once more. Inexplicable guilt flooded your body as you tried to think of some lie. You leaned your head back on the mattress and closed your eyes, opting for honesty.

"No."

You could almost hear Bucky's jaw clenching ;  his other hand formed a fist, whereas the one holding yours remained gentle.

"He's never been violent intentionally," you quickly explained. "It's just... We've had our fights, alright? And when we start yelling at each other, I always tell him we both need to calm down but that doesn't suit me so he tries to stop me from leaving the apartment and...well. It goes from grabbing my arm a little too hard or just locking the door and hiding the keys. He even threw them out the window once."

Recalling those fights didn't help your tears stop rolling on your cheeks but damn, it felt good to actually say it to someone. Wanda never needed you tell her things : she could just read them when she felt like you were lying. With Bucky, it was different. You actually wanted to tell him what had happened.

"What did you do when he did those things to you?"

"Not much. It only made me angrier so I would sit on the couch or even in my room and stop talking to him until he opened the door."

"You do realise how that's...far from right, yeah?"

"I'm starting to." You shrugged. "This might be stupid but, seeing how everyone here treats me, how you treat me, it's making me realise Darren is not this perfect husband I imagined him to be. He was the easy way, you know? We met, we liked each other and he had a good situation and I could already see the white-fence family every American movie depicts. I just didn't know it would turn into a soap opera." You laughed bitterly at your own not-so-funny joke.

Bucky suddenly got up, keeping your hand in his to help you stand as well.

"What are you doing?" you asked.

"It's still your birthday and I don't want it to be ruined by that guy," he let out in one breath. "C'mon."

He took a right turn after your bedroom door, walking you further away from where the party was supposed to be. You didn't walk for long before he opened an other door, walking you into his own room.

"What's the plan, exactly?" you asked again, more than confused. "I thought you meant we'd go back to the others, and..."

"Damn, I didn't realise how this looks." He let out a nervous laugh and you mentally slapped yourself for going blank over how cute it was. "Nobody even asked you to a proper dance on your own birthday and I want to fix that, if you'll allow me."

He looked back at you through his eyelashes, looking all anxious about your answer.

"What music choice do we have?"

His face lit up and he went through a box of vinyls on the floor. "I only have old stuff, I'm sorry. I believe this should do it, though," he said as he picked out one of the pockets. "It's from 1956, but it actually came out first in the 30's. Most people know the most recent, so..."

"I didn't know you were a music nerd," you said with a smile.  "How very cute of you."

He shrugged as he placed the disk on the record player. Piano notes started rising through the air and you recognised Louis Armstrong's voice.

"May I?" Bucky held out his hand and he waited for you to nod before grabbing yours, placing his left hand on your hip. Your instinct was to inch closer to him as you both started swinging slowly in the middle of his room. His blue eyes were sounding  you out.

"This was indeed a wonderful idea," you whispered, not wanting to break the moment as Ella Fitzgerald started singing her own chorus of Cheek to cheek. Bucky beamed and you enjoyed the view, returning  his smile before resting your head on his chest. His heartbeat became another rhythm to follow and be lulled to. "I can't explain how you make me feel and that scares me, Buck. And yet, it's the best feeling I've ever experienced."  The use of his nickname did something to him : you felt his heart skip, causing you to smile discreetly. "Talking to you is ridiculously easy," you continued, "and I'm not that muck of a talker. Just ask Wanda."

He laughed softly and you tilted  your head up as his chest shook from the movement.

"I know what you mean," he confided. "I don't feel all of the guilt I carry when I'm with you. It's refreshing. I don't feel like I'm being judged at every second."

"I couldn't possibly do that," you explained. "I know a little more about the things they made you do, now, and I'm more impressed at how you came out of this. You're still there whenever someone needs help, like when that fire alarm rang for no reason the other day. And when that thing went off in the lab, you took time to help me. How could anyone judge you negatively?" Your frowned. "Sorry, I interrupted you."

"It's fine," he assured you as the next song on the vinyl started playing (not that you were paying much attention to the music, even though Dream a little dream of me was an all time favourite of yours).

Your eyes scanned his face and when you noticed his own gaze lingering on your lips, you moved  your hand from his shoulder to his neck. You were still slow dancing effortlessly, and you could feel his breath slightly picking up.

"I want to do something," you muttered. "But if you don't want me to, I won't feel bad if you stop me." The last thing you wanted was him to let you do anything out of pity ; you didn't think that was the type of thing he'd do, but there was no harm in making sure. Your fingers fiddled with the short hair on the back of his head and you extended your neck a bit. You felt Bucky's breath on your nose and lips as you got even closer to him, closer than you'd ever been until now.

"Are you sure this is what you want?" he asked in a whisper. "Trust me, I do, but last thing I want-"

Those were the only words you needed. You pressed your lips against his and a whole firework show started in your belly. His hand on your hip pulled you into an even closer embrace as you kept playing  with his air. When you broke the kiss and rested your forehead against his, you couldn't get rid  of your smile. So it was true, what books said about butterflies.

--- I'm so happy to finally post this part!! This was definitely my favourite to write so far, even though it's a tie with the stars scene. :) I hope you enjoyed reading this as much as I did writing it.

P.S. : the tag list is still growing and damn that makes me so happy!! Your support means everything.

P.S. 2 : I feel like this story will be wrapped soon. If you have any request/idea you'd like to see for a next one (short one shots or series), I will gladly hear it!

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TV | Loki (102)

102: THE VARIANT

D: KATE HERRON. W: ELISSA KARASIK. Original Air Date: 16 June 2021.

Non-spoiler-free recap and review of the second episode of LOKI, which airs every Wednesday on Disney+.

RECAP

We open this episode in what looks like the medieval period, but turns out to be a Renaissance Fair in the 1980s. Another TVA team has been deployed in the search of the rogue Loki Variant and is promptly attacked by said Variant. Taking control of HUNTER C-20 (SASHA LANE) similarly to how we have seen Loki do during THE AVENGERS, the Variant eliminates the team and leaves the Fair through a time-window, taking C-20 with them.

Hunter B-15 and her team, as well as Mobius and Loki travel to the event to investigate and reinstate the sacred timeline. During the investigation, Loki plays at analysing his rogue counterpart, but Mobius sees through his stalling for time, and calls for the timeline to be restored. Hunter C-20 is declared MIA.

Back at the TVA, Mobius meets with Ravonna Renslayer to discuss the failed mission and the risk Mobius is taking with using Loki to find the Variant. Mobius insists Loki is, if not trustworthy, still useful to them. He tasks Loki with researching every Loki variant that has ever existed and "bans" him to the archives. Begrudgingly studying the files, Loki eventually tires of reading the exact same thing over and over again, and attempts to read up on the secrets of the TVA. However, his attempts are foiled by the Archivist, who only allows him to read one file -- his own.

However, in reading the file, Loki finds out about the events of RAGNAROK and realises that this is the key to finding the Variant. Disrupting Mobius' lunch to explain his theory -- and ruining Mobius' salad in the process -- Loki convinces him to go to an apocalyptic event such as Ragnarok to test the theory that, because of the complete destruction, nothing able to create new timelines would actually register as such. Reluctantly, Mobius agrees and takes him to Pompeii in 79 AD shortly before Mount Vesuvius erupts. Despite Mobius' warnings, Loki does as he does best: he creates chaos. He frees goats, throws things around, tells the people of the imminent eruption, that he is from the future -- and to Mobius' surprise, none of it registers as a deviation from the timeline.

Returning to the TVA, Loki and Mobius attempt to narrow down the specific apocalyptic event the Variant may be hiding in. However, it is not until Mobius remembers the child from the French church, that they are able to do so. Using the specific brand of chewing gum the Variant gave the child to create a specific time-window, Mobius and Loki find the one plausible catastrophe: New Haven, Alabama in 2050, destroyed by a hurricane.

Once on location, Loki is paired with Hunter B-15, despite Mobius' objections. While Mobius and the other Hunters take to the refugee camp, they search the store and come upon a single shopper. Touching him he drops to the floor and the possessive energy is transferred to Hunter B-15. Loki realises that this is the Variant, using their powers to, essentially, make ventriloquist puppets out of other beings.

While Loki tries to find out what it is the Variant wants, and offers up his own secret plans -- infiltrate the TVA, gain their trust, be granted an audience with the Time Keepers and take them out, ultimately wanting to rule the TVA himself -- Mobius and his team find the traumatised C-20. Although strongly disoriented, C-20 is able to reveal that she gave up the location of the Time Keepers to the Variant.

Meanwhile, Loki discovers that the Variant has been rigging the entire store with the time-reset devices. As they go active and vanish through individual time-windows, the real Variant reveals themself to Loki: the VARIANT (SOPHIA DI MARTINO) is a blonde, female version of Loki. Shocked by this revelation, Loki watches as the Variant opens another time-window and vanishes. Hearing Mobius and the Hunters approach, Loki makes a decision and follows the Variant through the time-window, which closes before Mobius can reach it.

As the time-reset devices vanish, the TVA registers anomalies and the agents monitoring the screens watch as multiple new timelines branch out of the sacred timeline, leaving only one conclusion: the timeline is being bombed. Watching her own screen in shock, Renslayer grabs her Hunter gear and leaves her office.

FAVOURITE MOMENTS

There were quite a few moments in this episode that I really loved. I adored this vibe of 'Loki Has A Day Job'. His whack-a-mole fight with Miss Minutes was a lot of fun. I loved the scenes in the archive, his somewhat flirty attempt at getting the Archivist to let him read classified files (also shushing the lady behind him? Hilarious). His chaotic energy and great Latin speech in Pompeii was absolutely fantastic too. God of Mischief indeed.

And I just adored all the banter scenes with Mobius. They have such a great buddy-cop dynamic, I really love it. The whole salad scene was just A+ comedy (also big yay for Casey!!). Their conversation about existence and free will was so good, too. And I adored the scene where Loki explains the difference between the two powers of projection. What a nerd. I love him.

I thought the reveal of Sophia di Martino as the Loki Variant was amazing. I think it's really interesting that this doesn't seem to be a version Loki himself was expecting to meet, which I'm sure will make for some great moments between the two in upcoming episodes.

Oh and, of course, lest I forget: setting the opening fight between the Variant and the TVA team to Bonnie Tyler's "Holding Out for a Hero"? Whoever made that choice is an absolute genius.

FAVOURITE CHARACTER(S)

I mean, Loki, duh. But I also really enjoyed Ravonna Renslayer in this one. I am really intrigued by her character and I can't wait to see more of her -- especially in action. Also I am very curious about her and Mobius' relationship. I smell history.

QUESTIONS, CURIOSITIES

Do all Hunters know the location of the Time Keepers? Or did the Variant have to keep nabbing them until finding C-20 who had the information they were looking for?

Also I am not entirely sure about the Variant being played by another person. I mean I get it from like a visual storytelling perspective, that it is easier to have two different faces when Loki and the Variant interact, and like, from an acting perspective too. I get that Loki is a shapeshifter, so whatever body he assumes does not necessarily have to look like himself -- in this case Tom Hiddleston -- and I guess some people would have complained about him playing a female version of himself as being drag or a mockery thereof or something, but... I don't know, I am just not entirely sure about it. It just feels very gendered, somehow, if that makes sense. A very "gender is tied to body" kind of thing. But I'm gonna wait until I see more of it before forming more of an opinion.

OVERALL IMPRESSION

An absolutely brilliant and compelling second episode of this show. I am enjoying it tremendously. I completely adore the Loki we get to see in this show and the character dynamic between him and Mobius is so funny and so well done. Loved the reveal of Sophia di Martino as the rogue Loki Variant, and I cannot wait to see more of her in this role. Next Wednesday cannot come soon enough!

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