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ijuststareatstuffhereok89 · 8 months

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“The Avengers Embark on a Brief Escape from Sanity” - a Loki x Reader crack!fic one shot

You, Loki, and the Avengers go to an escape room to pass an afternoon. You all fucking destroy the place, you chaotic sunsuvbishes.

PAIRINGS: Loki x Reader; Bucky x Steve; Author x Skywalker OG WARNINGS: the fuck if I know what my brain’s going to come up with, just know when to duck (brief erection talk and lots of Bucky ass-grabbing Steve) WORD COUNT: 2.4k

This is my 1k follower celebration, where you all dared me to write a fic while stoned, posting it un-edited. All I edited was spelling because my gods I’m not a total schmuck. For the record, at the beginning of this adventure I am about half-a-joint in, and fully intend to be two-in by the time we’re finished here today. They really should make some Marvel-named strains. A Loki OG would probably make me so horny. Like literally, his color is green so why don't we have Loki-Smoki? Anyway, here you go, my readers. Thanks for getting me to 1k! I love you….and I’m sorry. ^_^

“I don't understand,” said a highly-confused Thor as the quinjet touched down on the roof of the mall. “People put themselves in prison for fun here? How strange!”

“For once, I concur with my brother,” said a sullen Loki from the seat on your left. You smiled and slipped a hand over his. His skin always felt supple, cooler than a human’s, but still soft. “It makes no sense.”

“It’s a game!” said Steve, proud to finally be ‘in’ on something before another teammate. “To test our minds and ability to work on a team!”

Stark rolled his eyes and stood up first as the engines stopped. “Yeah, because The Avengers have no fucking idea how teams works…or how prisons work,” he eyed Nat, along with half of the team.

She pouted. “Fuck you.”

You and Loki quickly got up. “I think it’ll be fun,” you said, ever the optimist. “And if nothing else, think of all the attention this small, local business will attract if just one of us takes a picture with them!”

Loki smiled and kissed your forehead. “You’re always seeing the good in everything, even in the face of inevitable imprisonment!”

You rolled your eyes. “Drama queen.”

You may as well have sauntered into the mall in slow motion, you all looked so cool. Everyone recognized you as the heroes of Earth, of course, and you couldn’t get far before the wolves descended, desperate for interaction with their idols. Some of you relished in the attention. Tony was waving and handing out business cards. Thor and Steve were posing with the ladies for selfies while Bucky tried to grab Steve’s ass from behind. Meanwhile, Nat looked like she wanted to go home and punch someone. That left you and Loki in the middle, looking around over the heads of the gathering fans, looking for an exit.

“Are you sure this isn’t the escape room?” Loki asked.

“Over there!” you said, pointing to the left. A large, neon sign flashed “Escape-O-Rama!” from a regrettable distance away. But before you could wrangle the Avengers away from their adoring fans, two beautiful young women flanked Loki, ignoring you completely and shoving you off to the side.

Loki grimaced. “Ladies…I’m not sure you’re aware that you just shoved my--”

“--can we get a picture?” asked one, a fair-skinned lass with lush blonde hair. “Please, Mr. Loki? God, you’re hot!”

You frowned and rolled your eyes, regaining your balance as the second girl shoved her phone into your hand. “Take the picture?”

Without letting your boyfriend get a word in edgewise, the girls threw his hands over their shoulders, giggling like idiots. Loki looked at you, and raised an eyebrow the instant he saw how red your face was getting with anger. “No, I’m not indulging a pair of ingrates!”

They, again, ignored his protestations, leaving you to settle the matter.

“Jesus Christ, we’ll be late for our reservation,” you muttered, growling and chucking the camera at the one girl’s face, hitting her nose, sending her careening to the floor with a grunt of shock.

Loki looked pleasantly amused. You wasted no time in throwing the other girl off of him and hurling her body on top of her pal’s. “You seemed to forget two things, ladies,” you said, shaking a finger at them. “One, I’m an Avenger too, so I can do some cool shit myself. You should’ve wanted me in the picture too, you dirty trailer-park cunts! Two, Loki’s my man meat, so back off, you bald-ass hyenas!”

The girls were stunned, and the other mortals who were busy accosting the rest of the team fell silent, slowly backing away and deciding to resume their business, lest they feel your wrath next.

“Good, now can we go?” you asked sweetly, waiting until the two little bitches were looking at you before shoving your tongue down Loki’s throat for a solid twenty seconds of public access tonsil hockey. Loki loved showing off in public with you, the Kinkmeister.

Thor didn’t like it when you did that in front of him, however, and he quickly cleared his throat. “Let’s…just go imprison ourselves.”

“Thor, I believe the correct term is ‘go fuck ourselves’,” said Tony.

“It’s a ship prison?” asked a skeptical Loki as you were guided back to the escape room by a pimple-faced teenaged employee.

“It’s our newest room,” bragged the kid, his voice cracking worse than Steve’s on the first night he ever saw a stripper. “Escape from the Titanic! Very popular! Very difficult to solve!”

“So it’s a very large prison, a titanic prison,” added Thor.

“It’s named after a real ship,” said Bucky.

“Or the movie,” added Tony.

“You’ll have one hour to find and obtain the key that unlocks the last available lifeboat off the sinking Titanic. If you fail to find the key and leave the ship, you’ll all drown!” the kid recited, trying his best to sound interested.

“This jerk won’t be winning any Oscars,” muttered Tony.

The employee ignored Tony Snark.

“I’ll be available to contact via this telegraph machine,” said the kid, indicating the large contraption by the door. “You’ll have three clues. Just tap any pattern into the telegraph, it’ll buzz me, and I’ll give you a clue. You can also bug out of the room in an emergency by tapping SOS.”

Loki had to almost immediately slap Thor’s curious hand away from the telegraph.

The employee set the clock to exactly one hour and left the room. As soon as he locked the door, an off-key version of My Heart Will Go On began twinkling awkwardly throughout the room, making Nat cringe.

“This is what they did to me in Gitmo” she murmured. “Bastards.”

“So now what?” asked Loki, looking to you for guidance.

“Well the first clue could be anywhere, tucked in a crack in a wall or under a table…look for drawers that could be opened, clues that may be written down in a book or--”

“--here it is!”

Tony raised the key marked “Number One” above his head.

“Um, we didn’t even find the clue yet, asshole,” you grunted. “Slow your roll, ‘kay?”

Tony shrugged and tossed the key on the table. “The clue on the tag says something about poop.”

“The poop deck, usually toward the back of a ship,” recited Steve as Bucky tried to make a reach for Steve’s poop deck.

“Um, how ‘bout that sign?” Tony pointed with his thumb to the sign that literally read “POOP DECK HERE YOU NEED THE KEY” above his head in the doorway.

The clock read 58:26 as everyone piled through the first door…except for you and Loki. You grinned slyly as you closed the door behind the others, keeping the two of you in that first room.

“There’s only one mast I want to raise today,” you said seductively, making Loki purr with pleasure.

“I’d counter you with an equally-witty quip, but I am not on familiar terms with the lingo that mortals use for their ships.”

“Shut up and put your tongue in my face, Loki.”

He did, and it was fucking excellent.

“Um, you do know there are cameras in every room?” came a timid voice from over the loudspeaker.

“Good, it’s free porn for you!” you giggled. Loki put a gentle finger to your lips and ‘shhed’ you in a way that made you want to drop your pants.

“Dignity, dearest,” he said softly. “Let’s wait until we can desecrate Steve’s room again.”

You were about to agree before you were interrupted by the sound of disappointment amid Tony’s wisecracks.

“Got the second key!” he said.

“Oh, come ON!” moaned Steve. The clock was still barely at 55:00.

“We should probably stay with the others. We’re going to be finished before you can even get up all the way,” you said, chuckling.

“That is where you’re wrong, lovely,” he said, taking your hand and putting it on his crotch for just a silent, tantalizing moment.

Yeah, he was harder than the SAT in Latin. Sadly, you wood would have to wait.

As you and Loki caught up with the rest of the team in the second room, Tony was having a hard time getting the key to work. “It’s stuck!”

“It’ll fit, just keep at it,” said Steve. “Jam it in harder if you have to!”

“That’s what you said last night!” giggled Bucky.

“We don't have time for this,” Tony growled.

“We literally have all the time for this,” you replied.

“Stand back! I will take care of this!”

You turned to the far corner of the room, where Thor stood posed with Mjolnir.

“Jesus Christ, why did you bring that in here?!” shrieked Tony.

“I’ll save us!” he hollered proudly, charging the locked door, his hammer poised to strike.

“NO!”“BROTHER, STOP!”“OH MY GAH--!!!”“WHAT THE FUUU---”

You woke up fifteen seconds later, strewn about the rubble, the room itself miraculously still standing in spite of the completely-blown-out inside. Loki was closer to his brother, holding him down while Tony smacked him repeatedly over the head with a chunk of table.

You looked next to you, where Sam Wilson was standing casually. You jumped a little at his seemingly sudden appearance at your side.

“Whoa! Sam, where did you come from?”

Sam frowned and looked at you with moderate disappointment, much how he looked every day. He just meant it today.

“I’ve always been here. All day. I was in the room this whole time and everything.”

The team went awkwardly silent.

Sam looked over at Cap, sadness in his eyes. “Et tu, Steve?”

Biting his lip, Steve said nothing. Bucky put his big metal hand firmly on Steve’s buttcheek, getting another piece of that hot, sweet American pie.

“Man, fuck you all,” said Sam, turning around and walking away with his middle fingers raised.

Later, after being permanently banned from every escape room in the state of New York, the team paid the owner of the Risk E Rat’s Pizza at the other end of the mall to close the place so that they could dine in peace. Nat enjoyed the sounds of pouting kindergarteners as they were told to leave. It harmonized well with the sounds of sirens down the way.

“What? There’s a Ms. Pac Man machine at the barbershop down by the Apple store, you ungrateful fucks!” said the crabby old owner. Nat made a note to get his number later.

Most of you sat around a table eating cheap, stale-crust pizza. Meanwhile, Stark was off showing Bucky how to feel up the Justine the Teen Dream animatronic’s breasts, seeing if it would make him straight again (it wouldn’t).

“So,” said Steve, his futile attempts to masticate his “pizza” failing him, so he just swallowed the gummy dough and moved on. Kiddie pizza is nasty. “So, this is awkward.”

“How are we gonna spin this one, guys? Green Guy wasn’t even with us this time,” said Tony as he and Bucky returned, Bucky looking confused and disoriented as he sat down next to Steve again.

“Fury is going to be…ugh…”

“What is it, dearest?” asked Loki as your train of thought left the station.

You shrugged as your mind struggled. “I had a word in my head but my brain dropped it. Fury is going to be…uh….what a synonym for being really, really angry? Fury will be that.”

You all stared at one another in silence, none of you sure what to say next.

Another minute of quiet.

“Well, what do we do now?”

Loki shrugged and looked directly into the imaginary POV camera your brain is using to picture this story right now as you read these words. “It’s up to the author to finish the story,” he said with a grin.

FUCK.

“...so, don’t just leave us sitting here!” protested Nat. “You’re the one literally putting words in our mouths!”

I’M BLITZED, GUYS. WHAT DO YOU EXPECT?

“Just cut to us getting back to the Tower or something,” said Steve.

I’M NOT THAT CHEAP, STEVE.

“So, what now?” you asked.

WELL, HOW DO YOUR USUAL WRITERS END AN ADVENTURE?

“With a massive all out battle!” Thor jumped onto the table, raising his hammer high.

I’M NOT DOING THAT. MY THAI FOOD’S ALMOST HERE.

“So, again I ask…now what?” you repeated.

The author paused for a moment before typing out her final commands.

OKAY, THOR, GO BACK TO THE ESCAPE ROOM AND APOLOGIZE FOR BLOWING UP THE STORE. THAT WAS RUDE.

Thor dropped his head and pouted. “Okay.” He sauntered off into the mall, toward the sounds of the sirens.

NOW BUCKY, GET YOUR HAND OFF STEVE’S BUTT AND THE TWO OF YOU GO PRETEND TO BE HETEROSEXUAL FOR THE DISNEY-PLUS RELEASE OF THIS EPISODE. WE CAN’T BE SCARING OFF THE SWEET CHINESE GOVERNMENT DOLLARS, NOW.

Bucky whimpered as he took his hand back. Steve winked and kissed his forehead before stepping back and punching him square in the shoulder. “Vaginas, amirite?”

“Hell yeah, vaginas!”

They walked off into the sunset dude-bro punching each others’ shoulders the whole way.

NAT, I KINDA FORGOT WHAT TO DO WITH YOU. SORRY. ERRR…HERE’S FIFTY BUCKS.

A fifty appeared in Nat’s hand. “Cool. I could buy a gun with this!” She walked out.

HEY TONY, CAN YOU NOT BE SUCH A TWATWAFFLE NEXT TIME? I’M RUNNING OUT OF FIC IDEAS THAT INCLUDE YOUR MAIN CHARACTER TRAIT NOT BEING A QUIP MACHINE.

Tony shrugged as he began to make his exit. “Hey, that’s all the MCU’s writers think I am, anyway. I’ll be off doing science somewhere.”

As Tony walked away, everyone left could hear him singing “I’m just a quip machine, and I don't work for nobody but youuuu…”

SO, NOW IT’S JUST YOU TWO.

“Hey,” said Loki cautiously.

“...yep,” you added.

“So, what commands do you have for us?” Loki asked.

I DON’T KNOW…GO HAVE WILD HOT MONKEY SEX SOMEWHERE.

“Okay!” you said cheerily, grabbing Loki’s hand impatiently dragging him toward the exit while he looked at the author with alarmed confusion. “But why do we have to include a monkey--?”

As the pair of you flew out of sight, the author looked around the Word document, and saw that it probably wasn’t all that great…but it was still more coherent than Finnegan’s Wake, so that surely counted for something.

So she closed the laptop.

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3mcwriting · 1 year

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Sorry Boys

The first part of this chapter is on a group chat with all the original six Avengers, Loki, Bucky, Peter, and the twins. The other part of the chapter is a regular oneshot.

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Glorified Tincan: Avengers Assemble!!!!

America's Ass🙌: Hey! That's my line!

Glorified Tincan: shut up grandpa

Russian Spy👀: when did Steve learn how to text?

Manchurian Candidate: he learned earlier

Speedy: when did you learn how to text!?!?

Me: I taught Bucky and Steve

Sparky⚡: THAT WAS VERY KIND OF YOU LADY (Y/N) WOULD YOU HELP MY BROTHER PLEASE???????

Reindeer Games: I am not your brother! You bumbling imbecile turn off your caps lock and you do not need so many question marks! And I have learned quite well how to text. But (y/n) if you would like to help me, come by my chambers later darling😉

Speedy: I think I just threw up a little in my mouth

America's Ass🙌: same

Manchurian Candidate: Me too

Reindeer Games: you're all just jealous that my darling is with me

Speedy: you sure about that? you know her lips are even softer than they appear

Legolas Wannabe: Oh shit! Pietro you better run if you don't want to get attacked by a knife wielding maniac!

America's Ass🙌: we're under attack?!

Russian Spy👀: nah just Pietro

Glorified Tincan: yeah we have two knife wielding maniacs here, youre gonna have to be more specific Barton

Legolas Wannabe: well it was just Loki but our second maniac looks like he's about to attack

America's Ass🙌: Oh no

Paprika Twin: get ready for the show

Best SpideyBoi💛💛: 👀🍿

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You looked up from your phone when you heard the yell.

"Loki, get back here! We talked about this! No chasing people with knives!" You heard Thor bellow from somewhere in the compound.

"You too, Buck! No chasing people with knives!" Steve exclaimed.

"Don't worry! Pietro doesn't have a knife!" You heard Bucky shout, making you snort. You chuckled lightly but stopped when you heard a crash.

You stood up quickly, running down the hallway towards the noise. When you walked into the room you saw Bucky and Loki glaring at Pietro, each with knives in their hands.

"Damn Barton, you weren't lying," you exhaled, almost impressed that they had managed to corner the speedster..

You watched as Thor walked between Loki and Pietro. "Calm down, brother! You must let the quick one go."

You stepped toward them. "Don't worry, Thor. They most likely won't be able to hit him."

"Most likely?” Pietro gave you a wounded look, his hand placed over his heart. “Really, gorgeous? I thought you had more faith in me—I do have super speed after all."

"Yeah, but you also have an ex-assasin and a literal god trying to attack you so…”

"Well, none of you boys need to be jealous of Pietro anyway," Natasha said as she strutted into the room.

"And why is that?" Loki questioned.

"Because you should be jealous of me." Nat responded smugly, quickly spinning you and capturing your lips firmly in hers. She pulled away with a smirk. "Isn’t that right, babe?"

"Babe?!” Wanda squealed, clasping her hands together. “How did I miss this!? When did this happen??"

“About two months ago,” you responded with a smile. “Sorry, boys.”

#natasha romanoff #natasha romanoff x fem!reader #Natasha Romanoff x reader #mcu x reader #mcu #reader insert

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supermarvel-fics · 2 years

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Tickletober Day 18: Chase

fandom: marvel

word count: 820

pairing: steve rogers x reader (platonic)

summary: steve is gonna make you pay for constantly making fun of him

Steve Rogers was fast. That, you knew for a fact.

He could run circles around almost everyone in the tower, sans Bucky, who was just as quick, if not quicker. Thor was close to giving him a run for his money, but Steve would always come out on top.

So, why you decided to run away from him knowing he’d eventually catch you—you’d never know.

You had been relentlessly teasing Steve about losing a sparring match against Nat for days now. On that first day, it was the only thing you could talk about, earning you laughs from all the habitants of the tower within earshot of your jests.

After that, you’d bring it up every once in a while, laughing as Steve rolled his eyes.

��Isn’t that getting a little old?” Steve had asked you, huffing as he swung his fist hard into the punching bag. You leaned against the metal pole with your arms crossed, insufferable smirk on your face.

“Mm, not as old as you. Come on, you have to admit it’s kind of hilarious.”

“It was funny 3 days ago.”

You knew Steve wasn’t really upset about losing to Nat, nor was he at your constant teasing, so he never gave you a good incentive to stop. Plus, you just loved to get on his nerves the way a little sibling would to a bigger sibling.

That was until a week had passed and you were still going on about it. Steve had been quietly reading that day’s newspaper in the kitchen when you had waltzed in and brought it up before even saying good morning. Steve held in a groan, shutting the paper and turning to you.

“You have 10 seconds to run before you get it,” He cryptically threatened you. You barked out a laugh, eyeing him with confusion.

“Get what?”

“It.” Steve putting emphasis on the consonant. A second or two later, your eyes widened in terror. You knew exactly what ‘it’ was and he was merciless about it when it came to you.

“You wouldn’t…” You muttered while backing away from him.

“10…9…”

Before he could say the next number, you were down the hall to try and find a place to hide. But Steve Rogers was fast and you knew you didn’t stand a chance against the Captain. Even with that head start, he’d catch you before you could successfully hide from him.

You heard his feet stamping from behind you, your heartrate increasing with every step you took. It also didn’t help that you weren’t prepared to run, socks covering your feet rather than a pair of shoes. So as you went to turn the corner, you slipped and fell to the floor with a thud.

Steve was on you within seconds, but not for the reason you thought he’d be.

“Are you alright?” He asked with genuine concern, squatting down to your level. You inhaled deeply to catch your breath, looking up at your assailant with wide eyes. Steve’s hands were placed on your shoulder and leg, checking for any injuries.

“I-I’m okay, Steve. I just slipped. Maybe warn me next time and I’ll be prepared with some shoes,” You teased him half-heartedly. You made to stand up, but Steve’s touch was firm, telling you to stop moving.

“You’re absolutely sure? Nothing hurts?”

You turned to glance at him warily. “Yes, I promise I’m fine!”

“Great,” Steve breathed out in relief prior to completely switching his hand placement, bracing his thumbs on the backs of your ribs so that his fingers could dig into the hollows of your arms. You screeched in surprise as you crumbled to the floor, your arms trapping his hands.

“WHA—STEHEHEVE!”

“You said you weren’t hurt, so you’re obviously okay for me to exact my revenge,” He responded. You could hear the smirk on his lips, uncharacteristic for the serious super soldier. Steve was evil when it came to tickling you. Taking on the role of big brother well after you’d made fun of him a little too long.

“NOHO! OKAHAY! PLE—STEHEVE, I’M SOHORRYHY!” You screamed out, your feet pounding on the floor to try and distract from the feeling. “I WOHON’T SAY ANYTHING EHEHELSE ABOUT IHIT.”

Steve took your word for it, forcefully ripping his hands out from under your arms and pushing you onto your back. He grinned at the mess he’s made of you before offering you a hand to help you stand up. You took it, albeit hesitantly, and stood up, straightening out your wrinkled clothes.

“You know you’re way too ticklish to keep messing with me like that,” Steve mentioned with a raised eyebrow. “I would have thought you’d learned your lesson after last time.”

You scoffed instead of replying, flipping him off before taking off in a sprint down the hallway once again.

Steve was right. You’d never learn your lesson.

#marvel #marvel tickle #mcu #lee!reader #ticklish!reader #tickle prompts #tickle fic #tickle drabble #sfw tickle fic #ler!steve #ler!steverogers #steve rogers x reader #steve rogers fic #steve rogers tickle #augtickletober2022 #tickletober prompts #tickletober2022

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amour-de-ma-lee · 4 months

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Ticklish beach day

Y/N is the sister of Loki and Thor, her powers are about the same as Wanda’s (who doesn’t exist in this story). The avengers have had a lot off missions in the past few months so Tony suggests a day off at the beach. Y/N is only a teen so the avengers all see her as like a younger sister and are very protective off her. Because of how big the group is they are split into 3 cars:

1. Y/N, Steve, Nat, Clint

2. Tony, Bruce, Peter

3. Loki, Thor, Sam, Bucky

During the car ride, Y/N gets the aux after nearly fighting Clint for it. She starts playing Taylor Swift on full blast, Nat sings along happily and after pouting a little over not getting the aux, Clint does too. Steve gives Y/N a confused look, Y/N takes a second to realize he has no idea who Taylor Swift is. “Oh my god, I forgot you don’t know who she is! I keep forgetting you’re actually THAT old.” Y/N giggles as Steve gives her an offended look, “what did you say?”. Y/N giggles more, “you need a hearing device too, grandpa?” She’s very lucky that Steve sitting in the front seat and she’s in the back or else he would’ve gotten her back immediately, “just wait, darling, I’ll get you back.”

Time skip till they are at the beach, they are the last ones to arrive so everyone is already sitting on those lounge chairs they have there. When they come closer Loki realizes she’s wearing his favorite sweater, which he specifically told her not to wear.

“Well hello there, Y/N. What’s that you’re wearing? It seems familiar”, he smirks.

She laughs softly, “do you want it back, brother?”, the teasing tone in her voice apparent.

“Well yes. And I do insist.” “Okay fine, as you wish” She grins and takes off the sweater and gives it to him, leaving her in just a quite revealing baby pink bikini top and her short denim skirt.

“Little sister, careful now. You know you aren’t allowed to wear things like that.” Loki says as he raises his eyebrows, she just rolls her eyes in response.

“He’s right, Y/N. You are far too young to be wearing such revealing clothing, you’re still our baby sister.” Thor decides to come into the conversation.

She sticks out her tongue at him, “blah, blah, blah”, she laughs.

Loki laughs in response, “well now I know you won’t listen to words, so I’ll have to teach you a lesson an other way.”

“Oh my god, im so scared” the sarcasm is dripping off her voice. “Oh you should be.” He takes a hold of her wrists and holds them above her head, he then holds her so that she’s trapped with her back against his chest.

“Well now, don’t you look cute. Do you know what comes next?”

“Don’t you d-AHAHHA” Loki doesn’t even let her finish her sentence before he digs into her sides. The avengers hadn’t seen this ticklish side of her yet, but it’s adorable, her high pitched laughter and squealing when he hits a bad spot.

“AHAHHALOKIHAHAHAPLEAHAHAHAH” she can barely form words because of how much she’s laughing. “Sorry, what was that? I couldn’t hear you, darling.” As he starts digging into her hips and blowing raspberries in her neck her legs give in and she slowly slides against him to the ground, but he follows her there. And now Steve seems to be getting his revenge, because he grabs her feet and locks her ankles in an arm lock and starts taking off her flip flops, then scribbling all over her soles.

“NOHOHAHASTEVEHAHAICANT” “You cant what? Stop being so ticklish?” Steve laughs, the other avengers are all quietly laughing at the scene in front of them.

“HAHHAIMSORRYHAHAHPLEASE” Steve and Loki slowly stop tickling her. She’s completely out of breath, “you guys are both jerks”. Steve smirks, “you want to go for round 2?”. “No no I’m sorry, she softly lets herself fall into Steve’s open arms and they enjoy the rest of their beach day.

#ler!steve #ler!loki #lee!reader #ticklish!reader #avengertickle #tickle story #amour-de-ma-lee

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untitled-writer-013 · 2 years

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Beautiful Delusions - Chapter One

Yandere!President!Loki Laufeyson x Fem!Avenger!Reader x Yandere!Stucky

warning(s): yandere themes (but you already knew that :3), delusional behavior, obsessive behavior, mentions of stalking, mentions of kidnapping, manipulative behavior, possible spoilers for the MCU!, the Avengers movie didn’t happen-, google translated Russian (apologies if it’s incorrect), reader is 21+, possible mentions of murder

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(Y/n) (L/n) thought of herself as an average girl. Well, at least as average as someone working with the Avengers can be. She had been tested on by HYDRA for years, and was eventually saved by the Avengers. She was taken under their wing after rescuing her and trained her to not be forced to follow orders. She now could confidently say that she could stay in control of herself, which the others are proud of her for.

She had the ability to shapeshift, and she was mostly used for her ability to heal others and remain almost immune to injuries. HYDRA had used the experiments done with Wanda to heighten (Y/n)’s healing abilities, and the experiments with Bucky and Pietro to make her change her very DNA to shapeshift into anything she could imagine.

Because of these very powerful abilities, she was given the choice to either stay with SHIELD, or to help the Avengers protect Earth. She happily chose to stay with her rescuers, after all she had already made a few friends with the heroic group. As time passed, she was trained by Natasha to protect herself, and could easily take down two men blindfolded. She was also trained how to handle the Hulk, using her slight immunity to her advantage since a punch from the Hulk wouldn’t kill her immediately.

Tony viewed (Y/n) as a part of the dysfunctional family that was the Avengers. Natasha had bonded with (Y/n) and treated her like a sister, always making sure that she didn’t do anything to get herself in trouble. Sam, Bruce, Clint, and Thor may as well have been her older brothers with how they treated her. They would tease her and annoy her, but would gladly fight anyone else who did the same. Peter befriended (Y/n) and trusted her, mostly needing her help whenever Biology became a bit too difficult. Steve and Bucky, however, were truly best friends with her. There was always at least one super soldier by her side, and they both hated the idea of (Y/n) being involved in combat.

They did not doubt her ability to fight, in fact they were confident she could easily handle five armed men. But they also didn’t like the idea of the chance she was outnumbered, what would happen if they weren’t there to fight with her when she needed it the most. So, they vowed to remain nearby during any fight in case she needed backup, they wouldn’t let her worry about fighting alone.

A year or two passed, and it was around the time where candidates began to step up to become President. The Avengers never really worried about who was elected, unless it put the world in danger. So, (Y/n) didn’t expect to walk in to hear Tony and Thor arguing about someone who was running for the infamous position.

“Stark, I can assure you that my brother is more than fit for being the ruler of Midgard!” Thor grunted out, frustrated that Tony had become so worried after hearing that his brother just so happened to be the God of Mischief.

“I know an alien takeover when I see one, Point Break. I am a genius-” “Billionaire, playboy, philanthropist. You’ve said it a hundred times, Tony.” (Y/n) interjected, making Tony give a fake pout as he uncrossed his arms, sighing.

“Fine, just don’t let your brother make me worship him, I won’t be able to pretend like I care.” Tony stated, making (Y/n) shake her head as she continued to fix herself breakfast, watching as the rest of the Avengers woke up for the day, most of them in their usual pajamas with messy bed heads. All except for Natasha, who somehow always managed to look flawless.

“Nat, you need to teach me your ways. You look amazing everyday, it isn’t fair.” (Y/n) whined, making Natasha bless her with one of her rare smiles.

“I might, but only if your training goes well today.” Natasha stated, making (Y/n) determined to do well once it was time for her to train with Natasha.

The group eventually settled down for breakfast, with Bruce silently judging Thor’s breakfast choice, while Clint didn’t try to hide his judgemental look. (Y/n) took her usual seat between Bucky and Steve, being the only one besides Bruce and Steve who had permission to touch Bucky’s metal arm. She smiled as he let her hold it, fidgeting with the joints as Bucky let a soft smile rest on his face.

Steve had the usual small talk with Bucky and (Y/n), and Thor gave his occasional booms about his latest visit to Asgard, usually visiting just to make sure that all was well. (Y/n) watched as Peter scrambled out of his room, already dressed as he fixed his hair, making (Y/n) let out a soft laugh.

“Have a good day at school Peter!” (Y/n) called, making Peter give a thumbs up, his mouth full of toast as he quickly made his way out the door.

“I remember studying back on Asgard, it was fun.” Thor stated, making (Y/n) try to imagine a young Thor being the ‘class clown’ on Asgard, knowing that his brother was more withdrawn. At least, that’s what she thought, never having the pleasure to meet the God of Mischief, though his title did pique her interest.

(Y/n) checked the time, nearly choking on the cup of tea that Natasha had fixed her. “Shit, I’m going to be late.” (Y/n) managed to get out, standing up as Steve turned to her.

“Language!” Steve stated, making (Y/n) roll her eyes as she smiled, wishing everyone goodbye as she quickly got dressed, pulling a coat over her outfit for the day before she grabbed her work bag.

“Stay safe, (Y/n). Let us know if you need anything.” Bucky stated, making (Y/n) smile as she got out one last goodbye to everyone before she headed out to work, hoping she wouldn’t be too late as she made her way through the bustling crowds.

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(Y/n) had luckily made it on time, arriving at the quaint bakery and putting her things in her locker. She changed into uniform, letting out a gentle sigh as she tied her apron before she headed out to the front, putting on her customer service smile as she began greeting customers.

The bakery offered coffee and various types of tea, making sure to recommend drinks that went well with the choice of baked goods. (Y/n) worked diligently with her co-workers, attending to customers while making sure that they were well stocked up on supplies, writing down a few things they should get before the end of the week. She eventually got an online order, surprised to see it was for so many people. She sighed gently, beginning to prepare the order with the help of two co-workers.

(Y/n) finished preparing the dozens of cupcakes, high-fiving the co-workers who helped her before she made sure to carefully package everything, throwing in a good amount of tea bags that would complement the cupcakes’ flavor. She let out a gentle sigh, setting the package down on the delivery counter, adding the customer’s address to the box before she left to wash her hands. She soon finished her shift, wishing her co-workers goodbye before she clocked out, changing out of her uniform and headed to Avengers Tower, smiling as she hummed to herself.

(Y/n) decided to deliver the cupcakes first thing tomorrow morning, too exhausted after baking all day as she finally made it back to the tower. JARVIS welcomed (Y/n) back to the tower, making her smile as she greeted the AI. When she finally made it to the common room, she was immediately met with a hug from Peter, making her smile as she returned the hug. “Hey Spidey! How was school?” (Y/n) asked, making Peter light up as he talked her through how his day had gone.

She smiled as Peter finished up his recap of the day, glad to know that his day had gone generally well. “That’s good to hear, Spidey. I’ll see you at dinner!” (Y/n) stated, smiling as she gave him a pat on the shoulder before she left. Peter smiled, and (Y/n) made her way to take a shower, wanting to freshen up a little. She made sure to thoroughly clean herself up before she dried off, changing into some more comfortable clothes before she joined everyone for dinner.

(Y/n) had finished her dinner, smiling as she watched the Avengers begin planning tomorrow’s movie night, still debating on either watching Jurassic Park or The Mummy, making her chuckle as she let out a gentle sigh, more than ready for her to go to bed as she wished everyone a good night’s sleep. As she began to head to bed, she spotted Bucky and Steve outside of their rooms, making her softly smile as she gave them a little wave before turning in for the night. Bucky smiled, sharing a look with Steve before saying goodnight, letting out a gentle sigh as he went to his room.

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(Y/n) got up early that morning, making sure to freshen up before she made her way to the bakery, asking JARVIS to let everyone know she had to run an errand. She eventually stepped inside the bakery, making her way over to the many boxes of sweets and began transferring them to her car. She was curious about what the big event was, but decided to mind her business as she loaded the last box into the car. (Y/n) began driving to the address, smiling as she watched a few kids walking with who she assumed was a teacher. She noticed they were heading to the museum nearby, bringing back memories of when she had the joy of school trips.

(Y/n) drove into the parking lot of the building, making sure she was parked properly before she began making her way inside. She thanked an employee who helped her leave the delivery, letting the receptionist know that she had delivered everything they had ordered.

“I’ll be sure to let the boss know, have a good day ma’am!” The receptionist said politely, making (Y/n) thank her as she left, not knowing that a shifty pair of eyes were on her car as she began driving back to the Avengers Tower.

~fin~

author’s note: well look at that, i guess the first chapter was posted today! i hope you all enjoy, because i am looking forward to writing this series. stay tuned my loyal readers! <33

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imagines-by-a-typical-fangirl · 2 years

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The Key to Your Heart (Part 12 of 18)

Pairing: Bucky Barnes X Reader | The Winter Soldier X Reader

Chapter word count: 2.4 K

Summary: Joining the Avengers wasn't on your plans. Not until Steve asked you to help his best friend. Bucky was Bucky, but the Winter Soldier still came from time ti time, bringing with him chaos and destruction. And you was supposed to keep that side of him away... But what happens when both Bucky and the Winter Soldier start to enjoy your company more than anyone else? Should you turn your back on the Soldier, ignore his own fears and traumas? That's exactly what everyone wants. But you were never known for following orders...

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Beating Together

You're frozen, his last sentence echoing through your mind.

There's an answer on the tip of your tongue, but there's a lot to consider, and the first thing is that there's also Bucky on the mix. He's been... Close to you. Very close. But you never spoke about a romantic relationship with him, despite how you feel around him. And how you think he feels around you.

“Soldier, we have to talk about it.” You mutter, rubbing your forehead. “There's the other guy too. And–”

“Is it a no?”

“Yes. No. Wait.” Taking a deep breath, you push yourself into a sitting position. “That's too abrupt, Soldier. I lo–I love being around you.” Thank God you corrected yourself in time before saying something very, very dangerous. “But we have to talk about this. You're acting on an impulse.”

“I'm a grown man, I know what I do.” He stands up, and the sudden loss of proximity gives you an abandonment feeling. “I got it, (Y/N).”

“Soldier–”

“I'll let the others come inside. Your friends and family want to see you, I believe.”

“Soldier, don't–” But when he opens the door, a small crowd comes in, all of them wanting to know how you feel.

You feel fine. Well, given your state, you're fine. But, as you speak with everyone, you can't help but keep looking at the door, restless.

“(Y/N)?” Nat says, getting your attention.

“Yeah? Sorry.” You mutter, clearing your throat, smiling at her. “So, we're like sisters now. Blood sisters.”

“I guess we are.” She smiles, taking your hand in hers. “You did well out there.”

“She's right. You made the correct decisions, and despite being beaten up a little, you managed to find your fighting style.” Steve adds, and you smile at him.

“Thank you, guys. Hopefully, I'll be up in a while and back into the game soon enough.”

“Take it slow, (Y/N). The only reason you're not in pain is because of the heavy painkillers.” Your brother makes the favor of reminding you. “It'll take a while, but yes, you'll be up and giving us a hard time again soon enough.”

“A hard time? Who said I have to be up to give you a hard time?” You snap back, giggling at Steve's face.

During the following days, you're never alone. There's always someone with you in the hospital room, chatting, watching something, or playing games. Even Thor came to check on you. He said Heimdall told him about what happened, and he came as soon as he could.

You do like the attention, but the Soldier is worrying you. After he left and Bucky came back, there was whole new chaos when he saw you on that hospital bed. Ever since it's been Bucky. You love having him here, and it's a confusing, odd sensation to have one here and miss the other when both live in the same body. In the same mind and soul.

But you try not to think about it. At least not now, with Bucky lying next to you in the hospital bed, your head on his shoulder. “I don't get why you like this so much. It's a TV show about an extremely toxic work environment.” He says, still trying to get over the fact you've been making him watch The Office all day long.

“It's a comedy, first of all, and it's supposed to be this... Crazy. And it's just about some normal people and some crazy people trying to live in harmony and get some work done.” You explain, shrugging your shoulders.

“Nobody there is normal. They're not working and they're not in harmony.”

You can't help but laugh at that, raising your head to look at him. “But it's like us in a way.”

“You're comparing this to the Avengers?” He raises an eyebrow, and then his expression softens. “Alright, I can see some similarities.”

“Like when we prank Sam. That would go viral in less than a minute.”

“Why haven't we posted any of that yet? F.R.I.D.A.Y. has the footage.”

“Don't give me ideas.” You laugh a little harder this time, and it makes you feel a sting on your side. “Ouch.” You complain, rolling your eyes.

“Are you ok?”

“Yeah. But they've been lowering the dose of the painkillers every day, so...” Moving a little to get comfortable, you sigh. “I must be the most boring person in the world right now. It's been ten days and I'm still stuck here.”

“You're not boring.”

“Yes, I am.” Crossing your arms, you sigh. “I do nothing but lie here, watch TV and complain about how bored I am.”

“Well, I love lying here with you to watch TV and to hear you complain. So I guess that makes me a boring person too. I like spending time with you, it doesn't matter where we are or what we're doing.”

Blushing, you turn your head to look at him, a shy smile on your lips. “Me too. You're making these boring times very pleasant.” For some reason, you catch him glimpsing at your lips. It's fast, but you notice it. “What, Bucky?”

“Nothing. Let's pay attention, that guy is doing something crazy.”

“Why do you always do that?” You inquire, voice sounding a little sad, even though that was not your intention.

“Do what?”

“Sometimes it just feels like you push me away. And it... It just doesn't feel nice.” Shrugging your shoulders, you sit up, resting your back against the pillows as he does the same.

“I'm not trying to push you away, I'm just trying to keep you at a... Safe distance.”

“And what the hell do you mean by that?”

“(Y/N), I... I'm complicated. Everything about me is complicated and I don't want to drag you along with me.”

Gasping, you chuckle. “So you're choosing for me.”

“No, I'm trying to keep you safe.”

“No, you're deciding for me.” Turning your body towards him, you bite back a groan. “Bucky, I'm well aware of how complicated things are. Damn it, I'm the one dealing with the Winter Soldier, and he loves me, okay? So it's not up to you. Your part is to show me all the implications, and I'll choose if I... if I like you enough to see through everything. And I do, I... I really like you, Bucky. So please, don't make the decisions for me. You choose what you want, I'll choose what I want, and if those two things are aligned, then we see what happens.”

Bucky stares at you, silent for a while. “And what is it you want?” You can feel tension and fear in his voice, and even some... Sadness.

Taking a deep breath, you touch his cheek. “Bucky, I... I really like you. More than just friends. And I get it that you like things slow, I like it that way too but... I need to know if you feel the same way or if I should just let it go.” You know about the Soldier's feelings... But what about Bucky's? What if the Soldier loves you, but Bucky doesn't? What happens then? What would you do? You can't have one without the other.

“I like you too, (Y/N), but I'm... I'm constantly scared that I'll hurt you. The metal arm is–”

“I'm not scared of the metal arm. It's part of you, and I like it as much as I like you.” To make your point, you touch the arm, softly, caressing it. Taking his hand, you place a kiss on it. “I want you to touch me. And if you need time to get used to it, I'll wait. I'll wait for as long as you want.”

Then, he smiles. And it's the most beautiful smile you've ever seen.

This is true, real love. It happens fast and slowly at the same time, and it's a hell of confusion. Even more in your unique situation. You love both, and maybe, if you get the key to both their hearts, they'll love you.

“Let's give it a try then. Slowly.”

“Slowly.” You agree, lying back down, resting against his chest.

Two days later, you took a shower in the hospital area and put on your normal clothes. You're allowed to go back to your normal life as long as you rest. A lot. And you do have a lot of superheroes who will make sure you'll do exactly that.

Gathering your things and putting them into a bag, you see someone approaching through the corner of your eyes. Turning at the door, you see Bucky. Well, not Bucky, the Soldier. It's amazing how easily you can tell one from the other.

You're immediately happy to see him again, so you let go of your things, walking over to him. “Hi. How have you been?” You ask, a bright smile on your lips.

“Are you discharged?” He simply asks, looking down at you.

“Yes. I'm going back to my room. Let's go.” Ignoring how odd he is, you go back for the bag, putting it on your shoulder.

“Is it heavy?”

“No. Soldier what–”

“I just came to see if you were better. Now that you are, and that you made it clear that you don't want anything to do with me, I'll go.”

He doesn't even give you a chance to think or even process the information. The Soldier just leaves, and for a moment, you're stuck there, eyebrows furrowed, trying to get what he means.

But then, you're in a rush.

He disappeared, vanished, as you run through the halls. You hear many of the doctors telling you to stop, but you don't give a damn. You know where his going, and you need to reach him in time. So you use all the strength you can find, and when you bolt into a full run, there's a sting on your side, and soon enough you start feeling the humidity.

You're bleeding when you reach the garage, and everything you see is him speeding away on his bike. “Damn it.” You thank the heavens for whoever had the idea of having a copy of the keys of some of the cars here, those who don't really have an owner. Taking the first key you can reach, you run for the car, unlocking it and basically jumping inside, starting the engine, and driving off.

It doesn't take much until you're in the streets, but you only spot him because you're driving insanely fast, dangerously even, and in the middle of the sea of cars that take over every street in New York. Thankfully, it's not the rush hours, but still, there are a lot of cars. Rolling the window down, you shout, yelling his name at the top of your lungs. You see a movement, his head lightly turning to the side when he hears you. Smiling, a little relieved, you step on it, making the car complain.

But suddenly, a car gets in your way, and you hit the breaks, forcing the car to stop violently. You hit your head on the steering wheel, and a sharp pain spreads through your skull. And your side hurts too, and when you touch it, you feel blood soaking through your shirt.

“What the hell do you think you're doing, bitch?” A voice yells, too close, and you notice you blacked out for a few seconds. Looking through the window, you see a very angry man, basically shoving his head inside the car. “You could've gotten me killed! What were you thinking?”

“I–” You're ready to apologize when the man is gone, lifted from the ground as if by magic, thrown away. Then, another man shows up, but his features make you smile and cry at the same time. “Soldier.” You mutter, and it almost sounds like a cry.

He looks down at you, worried, sad, broken even. “Come.” The Soldier pulls the door open, and it doesn't resist, despite still being locked. “You're hurt.”

“Soldier.” Stepping out of the car, you fall into his arms, holding him close against your body. “Please, don't leave me.” It takes you by surprise how needy you feel. How much you need him. The very thought of losing him, not having him around to hug you, hold you, touch you... And if he feels the same way, you can only imagine how you must've broken his heart.

“(Y/N), you're bleeding.” He mutters, strong hands holding your smaller figure. “We need to take you back.”

“No, listen.” You beg, pulling away just enough to look into his eyes. Cupping his face, you curse yourself when you get some blood on his cheek. “You can't leave me, Soldier. I need you. And Bucky. I need both of you with me.”

“I thought you didn't want me.” He replies, a hand on your now reopened wound, making pressure on it to help with the blood. “And if you don't want me, I–”

“Yes.” You burst out, the same answer you wanted to give him the moment he asked it. “I want you. It's... It's complicated but I love you, this whole thing just showed me how much I do, please... Please, Soldier.” Crying, you rest your head on his chest. Your heart is beating fast, and so is his. Like this, it kinda feels like both your hearts are beating together.

“Alright then, angel.” He says, caressing your hair.

Nodding, you look up at him again. “S-so you won't leave?” Stuttering, you smile when he slowly shakes his head no.

“I'll never leave you.” The Soldier leans down, and before you can understand what he's doing, he captures your lips into a passionate kiss. It begins slowly as if he's waiting for you to decide if you want this. And you do. So you're quick to kiss him back, moving your lips at his pace, until you get a little too needy, parting your lips more to deepen the kiss, to let him in.

And feeling him, his taste, is heaven. Your pain is forgotten because you could kiss him forever. And hopefully, you will.

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gigglz · 2 years

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Brother, NO.

Hii! I’m finally writing a fic cuz I somehow got the motivation to write one.

Also idk when I’ll get to writing any requests, but someday I will.

lee!Loki, ler!thor

Warnings: Swearing.

Summary: Loki being mischievous, that’s all.

Word count: 1,800+

Everyone wanted to watch a movie together, except Bucky and Sam because they were working out.

“I pick!” Thor said while reaching for the remote.

Tony snatched it, “No, you picked last time. I pick. Plus you have no taste in movies.” Thor rolled his eyes but smiled.

“What about.. this?” Tony picked a thriller movie.

They all agreed.

Tony pressed play.

Halfway tru the movie Bucky and Sam walked into the living room.

“Hey! Wanna watch a movie with us?” Steve turned to the two men.

“Sure! What are you watching?” Bucky asked as he and Sam hopped on the couch next to everyone else.

“Just some movie Tony found, it’s pretty boring,” Thor said, he was extra sassy today.

“Hey! Don’t do that, that’s my thing!” Tony joked.

Everyone chuckled.

When the movie ended Sam suggested watching another one, cuz why not!

“Ok, then what are we watching?” Nat asked Sam.

“Hmm.. oh I know!” Sam clicked on Toy story 3.

Everyone looked at Sam.

“You’re joking, right?” Wanda looked at Sam.

“Oh come on! You’re a kid, plus when was the last time any of you watched this?” Sam looked at Wanda.

“Fine I guess. Could be worse.” Wanda laughed and looked back at the TV.

“I have never watched this!” Thor and Clint said at once.

“What?? Oh well, you’re in for a treat! This is the best part.” Sam looked surprised.

“Yeah, I strongly disagree. The first movie is the best.” Said Tony.

“Uhhh, no? This is the best one! You have no taste.” Sam shot back.

Thor let out a laugh and Tony rolled his eyes.

“Hey! Why don’t you call your brother? Maybe he wants to watch? He’s technically still a kid!” Bucky turned to Thor.

“Ha! Maybe on Asgard, but he’s still older than all of you combined!” Thor laughed.

“Even older than these two combined?” Sam pointed to Steve and Bucky.

Everyone laughed.

“Were not that old.” Steve rolled his eyes at Sam.

“I guess you’re right.. you’re just from the fucking ice age!” Sam couldn’t keep it together after he said that.

Everyone burst out laughing. Even Steve and Bucky.

“Hah! Ehh, I bet your brother would’ve laughed at that, no Cap,” Sam said to Thor.

Thor laughed at the stupid pun, “Loki? HAH! No, there’s no way. Think about it! Have you ever seen him laugh? I think not! Even I haven’t! I mean not really..”

“Oh just go get him! There’s no need to burst his little pride bubble.” Tony laughed.

“Hey! That was a good joke!” Sam looked at Tony.

“Nope,” Nat said while sipping her tea.

“Ouch!” Sam put his hand on his heart and fell backward into the couch, what a drama Queen.

“Fine, I’ll go get him!” Thor scoffed and stood up.

After what seemed like an eternity there was still no sign of Thor or Loki.

“What’s taking them so long?” Bucky whined.

“Be patient, it’s Loki after all,” Bruce said from the kitchen, that he was getting some snacks cuz they have eaten them all while waiting for the brothers.

“Can’t they be faster? These guys are gonna die soon!” Sam pointed to Steve and Bucky.

Nat chuckled.

“Ha. Ha. Very funny.” Steve playfully punched Sam in the shoulder.

Bruce came back with two giant bowls filled with popcorn, drinks, and other snacks.

Suddenly there could be heard fast footsteps running down the stairs.

It was Loki.

“FINALLY! Oh, wait you actually ca-” Sam got cut off by Loki shushing him.

“SHHH!” Loki looked around, went to the corner of the room, and made himself invisible with his magic.

“LOKIII!!” Thor’s voice rang thru the entire Avengers compound.

Then Thor stormed down the stairs, but he wasn’t angry. Instead, he had a smirk on his face.

“Oh boy, what did he do?” Tony turned to look at Thor.

“Oh, he wouldn’t come down to watch the movie with us!” Thor looked around.

“So... why are you chasing him exactly?” Steve asked confused.

“.. No reason.” Thor was still looking around and walking around the room trying to find him.

“Ya know he’s right th- mm.. MMM!” Sam got cut off by something.

“Ah, right.. he’s using his magic.” Thor looked at Sam and chuckled while finally understanding.

There was a sound of footsteps behind Thor, he turned around and saw Loki trying to sneak up the stairs.

“There you are.” Thor ran after Loki.

Everyone looked confused, cuz they had just seen Loki turn invisible in the opposite corner of the room.

“So...” Bruce started but got cut off.

*huff* Everyone looked at the real Loki.

“Exactly why were you hiding?” Nat asked with obvious confusion.

“As he said.. I didn’t want to watch a movie.” Loki said as he started to walk away.

“Yeah, it’s much better to read a boring book!” Sam mocked Loki.

“HEY! Books are way better than.. whatever that.. is.” He pointed at the TV.

Loki didn’t even hear anyone coming down the stairs behind him.

“Mhm, and?” Tony asked with an amused grin as everyone saw Thor coming down the stairs.

“And? And what? You obviously have never read a bOOK-” Thor tackled Loki from behind.

“Hello there brother.” Thor smiled down at his brother.

“Wrong.” The fake disappeared under Thor.

Loki smiled sheepishly from the other side of the room.

No one even bothered to ask anything.

“Also, brother. I think your cape and armor look much better in pink.” Loki smirked.

“Oh no, you did not.” Thor stood up.

“I’m pretty sure he did.” Nat had snuck away to grab Thor’s “armor”.

“HA! It’s really pink!” Sam looked at the suit and laughed.

“Oh, you mischievous motherfucker.” Thor started speed walking to Loki.

Loki’s face turned from smug to *oh shit*.

“Wait! Wait! What are you doing?” Loki asked in panic as he circled the couch.

“Getting you back, bitch.” Thor now had a smirk on his face and gave him THAT look.

“Brother NO.” Loki now was panicking.

“What are they doing?” Steve asked confused as the brothers continued to circle the couch.

“I’m about to kill him.” Thor said in a teasy voice.

Loki let out a small panic giggle.

“OH! OH! Did you guys hear that??” Sam looked at everyone else with sparkles in his eyes.

Loki looked at him confused, “.. what?”

“Loki, did you just laugh?!” Even Wanda looked shocked.

“It appears so.” Vision said entering the room.

Loki was still circling the couch and looked at everyone REALLY confused, “..And?”

“AND?? You have never-” Clint got cut off by Thor.

“And you’re about to hear some more.”

Loki hadn’t noticed that Thor had stopped circling the couch and bumped into him.

“Brother don’t you dare.” Loki gave him a death glare, but Thor didn’t care.

“Oh, I think I do.” With that Thor pounced on Loki tackling him.

“Ok what is happening..?” Bucky was confused.

“BROTHER. BROTHER NO. NO.” Loki was screaming at Thor.

“Loki seems to be panicking.” Vision said.

“Yeah, we can see and hear that.” Steve looked down at them.

For Tony, it finally clicked, and he smirked.

Sam noticed that, “What?”.

“You guys are really dumb,” Tony said as he started laughing.

“AHAH!” Everyone was snapped back to reality when they heard a scream.

“Ah, there we go.” Thor looked amused.

Everyone looked at Thor and then Loki and back to Thor.

“You guys are really shit, he tickling him!” Tony said and everyone’s face turned from confusion to *oooh* to a smirk.

“AAAAGH! BROTHEHER!” Loki tried to fight back.

“Don’t fight it, just let it all out.” Thor chuckled.

Vision looked confused.

Wanda noticed.

“You don’t know what tickling is, Vision?” Wanda looked at vision and laughed.

Everyone turned to look at Vision’s confused face.

Vision shook his head.

“..no?” Vision tried to recreate what Thor was doing in the air.

Sam laughed at Vision.

“AAAAAUUH!” Vision jumped at the sound of the scream.

“Why is he hurting him??” Vision looked concerned.

“He’s not hurting him, Vision don’t worry!” Clint said.

“OK OK OK OK! IHIM SORYHIHI AHAH!” Loki shook his head.

“Anyone else wondering how the fuck we didn’t know about this?” Bucky laughed.

“Well you never really tried it, did you?” Thor looked up at him.

Thor drilled his fingers into Loki’s hips.

Loki bucked like crazy. “AGHAHA! THOHOR I SWEAR TO- AHAHAAA!”

“Okay, okay fine... joking,” Thor said with a big smirk.

“NO. BROTHER. YOU CAN NOT DO THIS!” Loki pushed at his chest to try to get him off.

“Yes, yes I can,” Thor said as he lifted up his shirt.

“NO NO! SOMEONE STOP HIM PLEHEASE!” Loki shut his eyes and threw his head back.

“Since when does he say please?” Steve laughed.

“I’M NOT JOKING! JUST GET HIM OHOHOF!” Loki yelled.

“Ehhh?” Sam looked at everyone and wondered if he should help.

“FUHUCK!”

“Uhh.. yeah. I don’t think I’ll help him. I mean how many times have you seen him laugh? That’s right 0.. also he messed up one of my suits.” Said Tony.

“Friday come to record this!” Tony’s suit arrived and started recording.

“AAAHAHA! YOU BETTER FUCKHING DELETE THAHAT!” Loki threatened, but it wasn’t really threatening ya know... since he was laughing so hard.

“Ok NOW last thing,” Thor said as he bent down and blew a big raspberry on his belly.

When I tell you that Loki SCREAMED.

“Ok, I’m done here. Have you learned your lesson?” Thor still had a smug smirk on his face.

Loki turned on his stomach and curled in on himself. “yehes..”

Thor laughed “I know that still means no but I got my revenge.”

“Uhuh.. you’re awful.”

“Watch it!” He poked Loki’s side.

“okahayokayokayokay!” Loki put his hand up in defense.

Loki flopped on his back and just stared at the ceiling.

Vision hurried over to Loki and started checking for injuries.

“Ohoh! Fuhuck ohohoff!” Loki pushed Vision’s hands away.

Thor laughed at his brother.

“I’m sorry! I think he’s injured!” Vision said in a worried voice.

“I swear if you touch me one more time I’m going to rip that stone out of your fucking head!” Loki threatened and Vision backed away.

“Hey!” Wanda yelled at Loki.

“Don’t worry Vision, he’s not injured. I just tickled him that’s it!” Thor put his hands up.

Sam started laughing. “HAH! Oh my fucking god! That was hilarious!”

Loki looked at him with a death glare.

“O-or not.” Sam stopped laughing.

“Did you get that, Friday?” Tony asked the robot.

“Yes sir.” The suit replied.

“You better delete that.” Loki stood up and brushed himself off.

“uhhh, I don’t think I will.” Tony smiled and turned back to the Robot.

“Okay then..” Loki walked behind Tony.

Loki pointed at Tony and looked at Thor.

Thor shrugged.

“Ok since when do the two of you have telapat- AGH!” Tony flinched away and turned around to see Loki.

“Delete. it.” Said Loki.

“Fine. Friday delete it.” Tony gave the command.

“You humans have no durability.” Loki scoffed as he walked away.

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matthewmurdockswife · 9 months

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Heyy! Can you do Bucky and Loki fighting over you? Like "Y/N is mine". It would be so cute!! Thanks :))

All to win her love pt.1

LokixreaderxBucky

Tw: Swearing & Yelling

It started with the letters each of them leaving notes or letters or texts trying to make me choose one or the other, Then it was the gifts Thousands of daisies, daffodils and lilys and beautiful bouquets of the most beautiful flowers which I never minded then it was the constant bickering which wasnt just bothering me but everyone in the tower the two boys constantly being at each others throats was putting everyone on edge we all knew what they where fighting about but thought eventually they would come to their own resolution and when I started getting annoyed they were even more angry eith one another which only made this morning’s briefing worse

“So if they move the weapons through here we have to enter through this side of the ship” tony pointed at the hollagram projecter demonstrating how to get in and out of this upcoming mission alive all was peaceful until steve went to pair us off and all hell broke loose amongst the boys

“ nat you and clint are going together bring bruce, thor you’re taking loki and scott. Y/n take tony and bucky and ill take-“

“ no way you’re letting her go on a mission with him?” Loki scoffs disgusted at the thought of the woman he loves even being around such a puny man for who would protect her if things went south?“ loki drop it” thor tries to console his brother tried to de-escalate the situation it was a feeble attempt really bucky always had something to say about loki“Its better me than you, physco” bucky taunted knowing he was getting on the nerves of the asgaurdian I couldnt take this anymore the constant bickering was becoming all to much and I finally snapped I had had enough “STOP FOR FUCKS SAKE” I screamed pushing my chair back hitting the wall of the glass conference room we are sat in “ I CANT TAKE IT ANYMORE BOTH OF YOU SHUT UP GOD” I stormed towards the exit no longer wanting to have any contact with those two until it was work mandated, I grabbed the door and pulled with full force almost ripping it off its hinges as I headed back to my room over all of their bullshit.

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Stark Spangled Banner

One Shot: Title Of Your Sex Tape

KINKTOBER DAY 13: Porn

Cowritten with @spectre-posts

Summary: An innocent joke leads to something a little less innocent as Katie introduces Steve to the world of modern Porn…

Pairing: Steve Rogers x OFC Katie Stark

Warnings: Bad language words, smut (NSFW), no under 18s. Porn. Stupid jokes…yeah…

A/N: They’re back!! God, I missed these two idiots so much. Thanks to my cowriter and collaborator for Kinktober for allowing this indulgence. This slots into the SSB timeline after the one shot Ask Questions, Throw Shield Later whilst the team are in the middle of looking for Bucky and the rest of Hydra. If you haven’t read any of the Stark Spangled Universe fics, you might not get this but you can appreciate the smut and humour in itself. And please feel free to check it all out and chat to me with comments and reviews.. Stark Spangled Man is the first starting point…it’s my absolute favourite epic I’ve written. Its’ long as hell but…my total guilty pleasure. I love these babies!

W/C: 4.5k

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It started off as an innocent joke.

Katie was lounging in one of the chairs by the desk, watching as Steve and Tony were arguing over some new compact weapons system for the jet when Steve blurted out, “that’s not gonna fit in there.”

Both the Stark siblings, at the same time replied, “title of your sex tape,” before they burst out laughing.

Steve groaned and rolled his eyes. "Children."

Katie looked at him, then snorted. “You love Brooklyn 99, so don’t gimme that!”

"Not when we’re discussing where deadly force weapons fit into a Quinn Jet." He deadpanned

Ignoring him, Tony grinned and turned to his sister . “You know, now you mention it…I can kinda see the similarities.”

“Between him and Perralta?” Katie frowned.

“No, don’t be ridiculous, Kiddo. Between him and Boyle.”

The youngest Stark burst out laughing once more, her head tipping back as she chuckled.

Steve tossed his notes into the air dramatically and scooted back from the table. The wheels of his desk chair skidding over the floor as he stood. "I'm taking a break."

“Oh, Steve… don’t be…” Katie watched him go, before she finished, “…such a baby.”

“Little touchy.” Tony sniffed.

“And he calls me a brat.” Katie scoffed.

“Maybe he’s embarrassed he doesn’t know what a sex tape is.” Tony mused, picking up the notes.

“Course he knows what a sex tape is. They had dirty flicks and stuff back then. And besides, how do you know we ain’t watched porn together?” Katie smirked. “Maybe we have a nasty, dirty video of our own.”

At that Tony first went blank, then white and thereafter a little green.“That is disgusting and I don’t ever wanna hear that ever again, young lady.”

Katie simply popped a shoulder with a big smirk. "I'm going to top off and find Steve. I'll be right back."

Tony simply waved her away as she stood up.

She found him in the main kitchen for the Avengers floor. He too was searching for something and Katie sighed softly as she set her mug down on the counter. Her hip jutted out as she leaned into the granite. "You know, if you weren't so serious in these meetings all the time, you'd at least appreciate a good joke."

“And maybe if you and your brother took the meetings a little more seriously we might be making a more headway into rounding up the remnants of Hydra.”

And finding Buck...

Katie tilted her head to one side and dropped her since folded arms from across her chest. She stepped forward towards Steve and moved into his space. "Alright Soldier, what's really on your mind." Her left arm slid up his chest to around his neck, her engagement ring catching the light. Her right hand stuck to his chest, feeling the warmth of his skin through his tee.

“Nothin….just…damnit I feel like we’re getting nowhere.” He sighed, “we’ve had nothing since that last raid, Sam’s trail on Buck has gone cold. Nat and Clint have found nothing on any of their recon and…who knows where Thor is…add that to the fact your brother and Banner seem to be more focused on building robots that invade our damned apartment in the middle of the night than doing anything of use…”

“I thought you liked the idea of the Iron Legion…god that is still an awful name.” She shook her head.

“I do, I just don’t think it’s the best use of our time.”

"You sound like you need a day off," she scratched at the back of his neck. "Why don't we finish this arms meeting and we take the rest to ourselves?"

Steve took a deep breath. “Maybe.”

"Alright," Katie dropped her arms, knowing not to push it any further. "I'll refill this mug and meet you back in the conference room."

She moved to grab the coffee and poured herself one before she turned back to face Steve.

“Tony is taking this seriously, as we all are. The reason he’s filling his time with this seemingly pointless technology development is because we have no leads and he needs to keep busy. Same reason I’m still working full time on the publishing company.”

Steve only managed a nod, not in a curt way nor any way really.

"Alright then," Katie stated, "back to business."

She brushed past him, not looking back and left the room, almost colliding with Clint on the way.

"Whoa there," he joked.

“Wouldn’t go in there if I was you.” She said with an airy tone as she continued towards the labs. “Captain Cranky is out in full force.”

“I heard that!” Came Steve’s loud voice from the kitchen.

“You were meant to!” She shot back over her shoulder.

Clint watched her go before he walked into the kitchen to find Steve running a large hand over his face.

“Okay…explain.” Clint arched a brow as he reached up into the cupboard for the popcorn.

"Tony being Tony and this whole team has lost focus on the reality of the situation we're in.“

“The whole team hasn’t lost focus, Cap.” Clint shook his head, his tone easy. “What do you think Nat and I have been doing for the past three weeks? Bunking on floors and in dirty motels ain’t exactly been a barrel of laughs.”

Steve sighed. He was just frustrated. There were things not marked off on his list of concerns, most important the last cells of HYDRA and in equal measure, finding Bucky. "I know. I'm sorry." He too filled his mug now and took a last look at the skilled archer, "you're in for a treat in there. Tony wants to fit a new live laser system in the vertical stabilizers.”

Clint frowned, "but it won't fit there."

"That's what I said," Steve scoffed.

Clint looked blank for a moment, “and…so what did Stark say?”

“Both of them simply said that was the title of my…my sex tape, then started laughing.”

"Brooklyn 99, nice," Clint smirked. "A Nova favorite."

Steve exhaled, and then watched as Clint tossed the microwave sack of popcorn into the machine and hit the button.

“You’re not gonna lace that with cayenne pepper again, are you?” He asked as he picked up his refilled mug.

"No...maybe."

Steve simply snorted as he took a sip of his coffee. “I’ll catch you later, better go try and make Tony see sense.”

Clint snorted as Steve left the room. He simply shook his head at and waited for the popcorn to pop.

*****

“Stevie?” Katie called from the kitchen of their apartment. “You wanna beer?”

"Suppose." Steve sat on the couch looking over something on the glass tablet which gave him access to the Stark System files.

"You're supposed to be taking the rest of the day," she shouted again.

“I never technically said that, you did.”

He smirked to himself as he heard Katie’s exasperated groan.

“You’re a pain in my ass…” she grumbled, grabbing two bottles before she headed back into the lounge. She handed him one and quickly snatched the device from his other hand as the exchange happened.

“Hey…”

“Oooh reflexes a little slow there, old man.” She grinned, “didn’t see that comin’, did ya?”

Her soldier frowned then smirked. Very quickly her beer was out of her hand and she was on her back on the couch. "Who you calling old and slow doll?"

She chuckled, her hand reaching up and brushing through his hair. “You…if the cap fits…”

He groaned, “that joke is almost as bad as the sex tape one.”

She grinned again, her green eyes sparkling. “I though it was funny.”

“Hilarious….” He deadpanned before he gave her lips a quick peck.

“Speaking of hilarious, know what really made me wanna laugh when you left for the kitchen?” Her hands smoothed up his biceps to his shoulders as he shifted above her a little, his weight on his knees.

“What?”

“Tony now thinks we made a sex tape."

“What?” Steve blinked. "Why...why would he think that?"

"Because I might have suggested we made one."

Steve groaned, the noise turning into a begrudging chuckle. “What did you do that for?”

“Because he insinuated you didn't know what one was. And I knew it would freak him out, which it did. Why do you think he wouldn’t look at you for the rest of the morning?”

Steve cocked his head to the left and popped a shoulder, "that explains it."

“It amused me, I like fucking with his head.”

"Have you?" Steve quirked a brow.

"Have I what?" Katie sought clarification.

"Made a sex tape." Steve said it with curiosity but his face held a slight cringe. "Like with Ward or...."

“Why did you have to mention that fucker?” Katie rolled her eyes. “No, no I haven’t.”

"No offense meant, doll." Steve sighed. "Just curious."

“If I’d have made a sex tape you would have seen it by now.” Katie took a deep breath, “along with the rest of the world. It would have no doubt been leaked or sold to the press or ransomed back to me or some dumb crap like that. You never heard of Pam and Tommy?”

"Um...."

“I’ll take that as a no.” She snorted, “Pamela Anderson and Tommy Lee, famous people, very famous back in 90s…they made a dirty porno for their own use but it was stolen by some guy doing work on their house. He turned it into a video and it basically got sold to the public, ended up on the internet.”

"That's...grim." Steve wrinkled its nose.

"Yeah, some people still find it funny but it blew up all over the world and wreaked havoc on their lives and marriage. In good ways and bad ways." Katie popped a shoulder.

"You know, back in the day Dirty flicks used to be held in dark rooms for men only and cost a good penny." Steve mused. "Buck and I snuck into one once. We were sixteen and he managed to pop the back door to a showroom open.

“Oh get you, you dirty dog.” She grinned before she suddenly cocked an eyebrow up. “You seen any porn since defrosting?”

Steve shook his head, "nope." He popped the 'p'.

“D’ya wanna?”

He immediately flushed a bit.

Katie held his gaze before she leaned up to kiss him again, “I love how I can still make you blush.”

He kissed her lip softly. "Say we do, whatcha got in mind?"

“Do what? Watch porn?” She smirked, “I really have created a monster, huh?”

"Well," Steve sat back from caging her in on the sofa. "Call it curiosity or comparison for science."

“Science, huh. Tony would be proud.” She stayed where she was and reached for the tv remote. “But to answer your question there’s all sorts available…I can’t say I’m really intrigued by some of the hardcore stuff but…” she then nodded to the screen and Steve looked round to see the image was some form of menu from a porn site.

His eyes flicked down, reading the various types available and he felt himself grimacing.

“Okay, what the…big cock? Blowjob? School girl? No…just…”

“It’s all different fetishes, or kinks, not actual school girls…hang on…” Katie laughed, “here, couple, female friendly…”

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“Exactly what it says. They’re designed to be a little less…well, more about the actual romance of the sex itself and not just the kink. They’re called that as they’re videos that people in relationships might wanna watch to have a little fun, get aroused. Or maybe women on their own if they’re feeling that way inclined. Think of them as being the real dirty parts a romance film leaves out or doesn’t quite show you in explicit detail.”

"Hmmmm…" he hummed, looking over the thumbnail images of the videos. "Alright, so we just...pick one?"

"Yeah," Katie nodded. "Only if you want."

He nodded, he could do this…in fact, he kinda wanted to. Contrary to what people may think, Steve classes himself as fairly open minded when it came to sex. Whilst people no doubt assumed Captain America’s bedroom appetites to be either non existent or “vanilla” it wasn’t. Katie had brought out a side to him he’d never indulged before, one that might have been called deviant back in ‘his’ time. But, well, everyone told him he needed to move with the times, didn’t they?

And this was one area that he was more than happy to embrace the modern side of. He was comfortable enough now to share his sexual appetites and links with his fiancée. Just how he should be.

Sure, he could watch a dirty flick with his gal...no shame in that.

"Alright, doll. You pick, I ain’t got a clue."

Katie looked at him then turned her attention to the television. She scroll down a little more then hovered over one particular video. "This looks like it could be okay." Steve examine the title. Husband surprise his wife with sexy night in bedroom. He snorted and looked at her.

She merely smirked and shrugged. "Soon enough," she pressed play.

“That’s not…okay, that wasn’t what I was thinking but it is now.” He chuckled, “no I was gonna say as far as sex tapes go that’s a really shit title.”

“Don’t judge a book by its cover,” she grinned, “or in this case a porno by its title.”

Steve chuckled and turned his attention back to the screen, his warming beer in hand.

Katie shifted besides him as the video began to play, sitting up and tucking her legs up onto the couch so that her head was leaning onto Steve’s shoulder.

The set up was awful and so contrived. The wife had come home for a stressful day at the office. Her husband had come home earlier than she to set up his romantic night at home. Candle lit dinner and soft music with what was no doubt grape juice over wine as they sat together gazing at one another.

Steve scoffed and snorted as Katie giggled and at one point the two were in a fit of giggles as the actors on screen ridiculously flirted in the most unconvincing way about their attraction to one another.

“Well this ain’t winning any Oscars any time soon.” Katie snorted, and then downright howled as the husband told his wife he was going to take her to heaven and back, “oh Jesus!”

Steve chuckled, "well, doll, have I taken you to heaven yet?"

Katie looked at him, and then burst out laughing, “Steve…oh my…stop!”

“You ain’t answered the question!” He started to laugh as Katie shook her head.

“You take me to heaven every single time , baby…” she fluttered her eyelashes.

He chuckled deeper at her silly flutter, his eyes flicking to the screen, "Looks like it's finally getting to the actual deed."

“Bout fucking time, pardon the pun.”

As most softer porn flicks, the couple started with very romantic kissing and heavy petting.

Steve watched, tilting his head a little bit as the camera focused on the expression on the blonde woman’s face. Then it flicked to the ‘husband’s’ hand as it started to knead at a sheer lace covered breast.

“You know what else is unrealistic?” Katie mumbled.

"Hmmm," Steve hummed, as his fingers trailed up and down Katie's exposed arm. She'd since led her head in his lap, facing the television.

“No one would ever wear that underwear to work.”

"You wouldn't?" He kept watch.

“That would be uncomfortable as fuck.” She let out a breath. “My fancy underwear is reserved for date nights only.”

"I like your fancy underwear."

“I know you do. Especially the blue and white set.”

Steve gave a little grunt in appreciation at the favorite bra and panty set which he damn near wanted to rip off her any time she wore it.

She fell silent again as they both concentrated on the screen. It was getting a little steamy, now. The woman's bra had been removed and now the ‘husband’ was paying a lot of attention to his ‘wife’s’ breasts and nipples.

Steve sensed the rhythm of Katie's heart uptick and her body language had subtly changed. He knew exactly why. This was one of her kinks. Nothing got his future bride as heated up or as turned on as when he played with her tits. In fact, he could distinctly recall a few times he’d got her off from doing that alone.

So he did what he thought would be alright by her and moved his hand from her arm and down the collar of her tank she'd changed into after calling the work day over. Thick and long fingers dipped between her skin and bra, circling around her areola first, then her nipple. He'd acted as though it was absent minded, but there was nothing absent about his actions.

He felt her chest hitch, but he didn’t look down. He kept his eyes fixed on the screen as he felt Katie starting to twitch a little as she lay on her side, cheek to his thigh.

Steve's free hand twitched itself, just a little, imperceptibly even, as he set to controlling himself. He, too, was getting a little warm as the video continued on. The sounds, sighs and moans, combined with Katie's own reactions were making the space in the gusset of his pants a little tight.

And he knew from Katie’s proximity to said crotch area, there was no way she wouldn’t have noticed.

The action switched from the attention on the wife's breasts to now lips over her tight and taught abs, mouthing over a covered mound and sucking her clit through the fabric.

He felt Katie shift a little more obviously this time, and for the first time he glanced down to see she’d squeezed her thighs together. That made Steve want to groan out loud at the thought of how wet she’d likely be inside those damned denim shorts she was wearing, the ones she always liked to lounge around their penthouse in.

For a man who had a great amount of self-control, his brunette haired little vixen seemed to make it snap quite quickly. His eyes flicked back to the action at hand and now the husband had pulled himself from his slacks, fisting his shaft as he ate his wife out.

And that was the point a noise slipped from his lips, an almost imperceptible little grunt. But not so imperceptible his girl didn't notice.

Katie rolled to her back, those stunning eyes looking up at her fiancé. His hand was still down her shirt, and with the twist of her body, he'd managed a full handful now of her breast.

He blinked down at her, as she flicked a brow up, a silently question as to why his hand had stopped its movements.

"C'mere…"

She sat up, immediately, and obediently moved to straddle his strong thighs with her own.

Very quickly, Steve's lips crashed into hers as his strong hands held her face in his palms. The kiss was heavy, lustful. Fingers trailed down her neck and over her breasts, lowering to the hemline of her tank top. In a flash it was over her head and on the floor at his feet.

Her nails raked at his flat, strong abs as she reciprocated, yanking his tee off and tossing it over her shoulder. There was a clink as it collided with and knocked their beer bottles over on the coffee table, but neither of them gave a shit.

Katie's breasts were exposed the second Steve's hands were free, easily undoing the back clasp as he'd expertly learned to do. He cupped them both, pushing them together and buried his face between them. His nose slid between the valley of her breasts as he kissed the edges. Thumbs rolled her nipples between his forefingers as his hips tilted his erection toward her clit.

“Fuck…” the first word either of them had spoken in a while fell from her plump lips as her head tilted back, nails digging into his shoulders.

Steve hummed along her skin, his warm and inviting open mouth covering the nipple on her right side. His tongue swirled around the erect skin before teeth pulled at it in a gentle fashion before lips enclosed around it to make up for the harsh contrast of his nip.

Katie moaned loudly, drowning out the noise of the long forgotten porno on the television. It was a noise that went straight to his already rock hard dick, as he ground his hips upwards again.

Steve moved them to the cushions of the couch with a lightning speed. With Katie's back now against the black butter like leather, he kissed her lips first, then her jaw, her neck and down her sternum with short pecks before finishing his assault on her left nipple, which he hadn't forgotten about.

She was putty in his hands. Her fingers were in his dark blond hair, nails raking at his scalp before they dug into his shoulders, just below the junction with his neck.

The super soldier growled at the tingle of pain before pulling back and immediately fiddling with the button on Katie's shorts. There was absolutely no slow movements to his task. He was rock hard and desperate to bury himself between her thighs. After, of course, a little snack.

Said shorts joined the haphazard pile of clothes strewn around the floor and room, as did her black panties.

"Thought you didn't wear those to work..."

“Those ain’t fancy…” she swallowed as she took a deep breath.

Steve was belly to leather as she spoke. His left hand pushing Katie's bent knee into the back cushion while his right hand pressed the inside of her left thigh to open her wide for him. His lips met the apex of her inner thigh before he immediately puckered his soft lips around her clit.

Katie's back arched off the couch, her hands flying to her own chest to further give attention to her nipples as he sucked hard before laving his tongue over her weeping slit.

"Fuck, doll, you're soaked." Steve rasped against her folds. "And you taste so good."

“Stop, talking…” her hand pushed his head further into her.

With a growl, he kept at her. Tongue poking and licking, lips covering that sensitive bud before he managed to probe two fingers deep inside her. He fucked her with precision, his palm down, coiling her tighter. It was when he moved palm up and hooked his knuckles just a little that she cried out with two flicks of her spongy upper wall.

Her hands back at her breasts, her hips bucked violently as she trembled, her breathing now rapid, a sure sign she was teetering on that edge.

"C'mon, doll. Cum for me, baby."

“Stevie…Stevie…I’m…” her voice trailed off into a low, broken moan as her back arched and her hands flew to the cushions of the couch.

"Oh fuck," Steve spat quickly as his mouth covered her again, his tongue and fingers working her over as she came.

Her hand was soon pushing him away, those smooth, shapely legs trembling as he moved away and sat up, hastily undoing the front of his jeans.

Like the 'husband' from the video, Steve pushed his pants and boxers to his thighs and stroked himself before immediately lining up and sliding right inside his bride to be.

A satisfied noise came from her throat as he bottomed out, his weight held on his forearms as his forehead pressed to hers.

"Jesus, sweetheart," his breath fanned her face. Steve snapped his hips; once, twice and on the third go, he gave a grind against her overly sensitive clit.

“Stevie, don’t…” she stopped dead to let out a little grunt, her nails raking up his back. “Just…just fuck me, soldier.”

"Yes, ma'am," Steve grunted as he snapped his hips and picked up speed. He kept his balance over her and his weight still in his arms as his lower body did the work.

Katie’s eyes locked onto his, her pupils blown as the motion of his thrusts moved her back up and down the sofa cushion beneath her. Her hands moved, and she cupped his face and pulled him down for a filthy kiss.

Her teeth pulled at his bottom lip, causing Steve to press his fingertips into the leather near her head. He was close and he'd hoped to fucking whomever that she was too because damn it did this rush feel good.

Her hands kept his face there, mouth open against his, noses pressed together as she panted and moaned at his movements. She could feel him twitching inside her, and knew he was close. And so was she. The heat was beginning to build between her legs and in the pit of her stomach once more, and fast.

"Harder." She stated into his mouth.

“Fuck, Doll…” he pushed his hips forward as hard as he dare, snapping them back and then forward again with a ferocious force.

That did it just enough and Katie was yanking at the longer hair atop his head as she cried out.

As soon as he felt her go, Steve allowed himself to give in with a surge that seemed of rise from his toes upwards. Single handedly, he balanced on one arm as he pulled Katie's head so their lips could meet in the same instance he came, crushing her into his face.

The kiss was stilted, but passionate none the less, flickering out into soft, lingering pecks as he sighed, his chest heaving.

His nose eventually bumped hers and she hummed in tired delight.

“I love you,” she whispered, her eyes opening slowly.

"Oh, doll, do I love you." He said with a soft baritone and he lowered his lips again. "I'm gonna love you forever."

Katie smiled, dumb fucked and satiated, "So, about that sex tape of our own...…"

Steve opened his mouth to reply, but never got the chance.

“Fuck me in the ass.”

The pair of them stilled, and then in identical, slow movements both turned their heads to the long forgotten porno that was still playing.

Both sputtered and fell back into loud, belly laughter.

“Call me old fashioned, doll…” Steve pecked her lips, “but I think I prefer it off screen so to speak.”

"So that's a no to porn?"

“Not a hard no…I mean, I’m…no…don’t make that into an innuendo!”

Katie cackled as Steve snorted, his forehead resting on her collar bone.

“Would you wear the underwear?” He mumbled into her skin.

"Oh most definitely."

“Then… I’m in.”

Steve felt Katie start to chuckle again, and he knew what she was gonna say before she said it but still he let out a low groan as she blurted the same childish line that had started this whole damned thing.

“Title of your sex tape!”

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Earthly Paradise

☆ Pairing: Loki x Reader

☆ Synopsis: Things with Loki are going great, you over each other and everything seemes perfect, but will the honeymoon phase survive when Loki's worries get the worst of him.

☆ Word Count: 5009

☆ Notes: Loki is shy and touch-starved switch. It is almost fluff without plot until the end. Part 4 of this saga I've made: part one, two, three.

☆ Warnings: Anxious Loki, Loki does a major fucksie whupsie at the end.

After the mission was over things happened how Loki had expected them. The second the rest of the team figured out what was going on between the two of you (which didn’t take long given the loving display wasn’t particularly discreet) hell broke loose: teasing, jokes, and playful flirting to trigger Loki’s jealousy and all those things you could expect from friendly banter.

“Ah, Tinkerbell, I really like your new shirt”

On different times, these same circumstances would have annoyed him, or worse, especially about the flirting would’ve caused at least one of them to go missing, but the way you beamed with pride when you spoke of how much you adored Loki made him do the same. And they could tease each him all they wanted. You had made perfectly clear that jokes aside you had eyes only for him.

For once in his life, Loki knew what it was to have the spotlight, being showered by so much positive attention from a group that despite he’d never admit it, he had learned to care for. Your relationship highlighted the best of him and made him want to be even better.

He didn’t expect it all to be perfect, he imagined sooner or later, someone would come to lecture him about the responsibilities of a romance with someone as precious as you, or threats to murder him in his sleep if he dared to hurt you. But none of that came. If anything they came to support him, to suggest him good restaurants to take you to, reminded him of your favorite flowers, chocolates, and colors, and whatsoever a long-detailed list of tips about Midgardian courting… other stuff. It was annoying but if this were the kind of things you’d like he would make sure to provide.

Because you did to him what no one did in over a millennium. You made him happy, genuinely happy.

“Reindeer games, you look like you’re in a good mood today” Tony chuckled.

“Good mood?” Clint laughed, “He’s arrogant ass is not literally glowing because he would look like a fluorescent marker.”

“Look at him all dressed up, Earth style even” Sam grinned cheekily, pointing to his black suit.

“Dating human is more softening than what my brother expected” Thor smiled more endeared than cheekily.

“Leave him alone guys” Nat smiled, to which Loki nodded thankfully, “… it’s not his fault cupid hit bullseye.”

Of course. He didn’t want to let those ridiculous comments ruin his evening, but all this nonsense was ridiculous and starting to get to his nerves.

“Guys, I hope you’re not messing with Loki” a familiar voice spoke through the hall.

Seeing you was worth all the teasing, you had chosen a beautiful blue night dress, glittery silver heels that he could only see if your step were long enough to raise the skin up your ankle, and silver jewelry to match.

“You look absolutely stunning, my love” he smiled as he reached to greet you with a kiss ln the cheek.

“You’re so sweet, mischief. You look fantastic yourself, but I didn’t expect any less of you” you smiled. “But hurry or we’ll lose the reservations.”

“Darling we’ll be fine, don’t worry, I’ve been perfecting my portals, and worst-case scenario we’ll use those.”

“Woah there, sweet pea, careful” Clint warned you playfully. “It’s never good when a man wants to save time.”

“Hilarious, Barton, but I didn’t quite hear you” Loki snarled tapping his ear.

“Loki!” you scolded him, “And believe it or not, he is nothing but a gentleman.”

“Yeah, that’s how they all act” Bucky chuckled.

“Right, because you guys would know first-hand about that, gigolo squad” you scoffed, “Not you Bruce, Vision, you’re an angel too, Steve… you’re on thin fucking ice.”

“This is what I get for being the sponsor of your fancy date?” Tony whined, feigning offense. “Good to know.”

“Ah, you know I’m very thankful” you smiled to walk to where he was seating to give him a kiss on the cheek, “But I can’t let you guys insult my Loki. Even if his fancy dates finish me off…”

“If Earth’s Mightiest Heroes are done interrupting…” Loki spoke up.

“Don’t blame us, mischief” Clint grinned, “It’s your fault we came together in the first place.”

“A mistake I’ll pay for rest of my life, rest assured” Loki sighed. “Shall we get going, love?”

“Yeah, let’s” you smiled as you grabbed him by the arm ready to spend a date night at the theater.

Days went by full of delight and Loki felt like floating. You were inseparable and could barely take your hands off each other, first thing in the morning you would meet in the kitchen to eat together, matched your gym routines in the mornings to stretch and start the day. Then he’d grab a book to read with you around as you worked in the lab for a couple of hours, still tending to your needs bringing you water and snacks to share with you until it was time to train. The other girls had gone ballistic, constantly making group dates with Wanda and Vision, Pepper and Tony, Nat and Bruce, whether two couples at one or everyone who tagged along.

You still worked hard to be a hero and you trained your butt off, but training had to be one of his favorite things now: he taught you Asgardian sparring as he learned Midgard fighting styles to show you as well, but it all meant having you close and a chance to touch you.

“Alright, darling” Loki huffed, “Your position is too gentle. Straighten your shoulders.”

You did as told, and he placed hands on the sides of your waist, nodding for you to do the same. The rest came almost mechanically, it was trying to get your feet behind his leg to swipe him to the floor. Loki and you had been working on a mix of different martial arts to make your fighting style diverse and unpredictable to the enemy.

After a couple of attempts you finally managed to drop Loki on the floor, although rather than getting overexcited you decided to actually beat him. When, he rolled on his stomach to try standing up you tackled him, placing your knee on the back of his thigh to prevent him from standing, and when he tried to reach for you, you grabbed his hands pinning them against his back. You had successfully managed to put Loki in a lock, and he swelled with pride when he noticed he was effectively pinned, even if his strength far surpass yours, you had exceeded his expectations, so he allowed you to enjoy your victory.

“Gotcha good” you stated audibly pleased with yourself.

“Mm, I really enjoy this new arrogance of yours” he smirked, “I wouldn’t mind this position in a different scenario.”

He let out a chuckle when he heard you whine. He had learned your reactions so well that he could practically see your red face as you bit the inside of your cheek to try concealing your embarrassment.

“I do wonder if you’d be able to take charge with the task given you’ve made it so easy for me to fluster you” he teased you.

He only meant that to an extent, truly he adored the newfound liberty he had to embarrass you, how vulnerable you’d allowed yourself to be vulnerable to his words, even if he exploited that for his entertainment he never used it to hurt you, nor he intended to. He relished that trust you gave him and no way he’d actually make you feel ashamed.

“Oh?” he could just hear the impishness. “Is that right…? What about this scenario?”

Before he could shoot you a comeback he felt singers spidering over the back of his exposed side, crawling up his ribs.

“Ehe-hey! Lohohove, dohohon’t do thahahat” he chuckled.

“Why not? You wanted me to take charge” you teased him, “That should mean I get to make decisions. Or does this not please you?”

“Okahahahay, it’s good, it’s good, that’s enough!” Loki laughed when your hand snaked under his arm. “Cut it ohohout!”

You ceased your playful torture but not right after he asked, he didn’t understand what it was immediately, given he was trying to get rid of the tingly sensations. But by the time he did the footsteps approaching were already by the door.

“Oh, hi!” Bruce waved shyly. “I remembered you’d be here, Tony asked if you were going to the lab later today.”

“Yeah, we’re almost done training,” you smiled innocently, “I’ll take a shower and we’ll meet you there.”

“We?”

“We, as in we are a package deal now,” you stated firmly, “wherever he goes, I go, and vice versa.”

Something in Loki’s stomach fluttered, he had never experienced such a pure way of loving. How proud you made clear you were with him, and you loved him. Sure, despite his altercations, he knew his family loved him. But it was so different,.

“O-Oh… Good,” Bruce smiled and left, letting you return to the lesson.

“Now, grab one of my arms and stretch it behind me” Loki instructed, “place your knee on my free arm if you deem it necessary.”

You did as he ordered, and Loki nodded approvingly of your technique.

“Now all you’d have to do is place your hand below my elbow and smash it to break my arm.”

“What?!” you sounded so genuinely horrified Loki couldn’t tell if you were joking or not.

“Of course you’re not gonna do it to me darling,” Loki assured you “I know you wouldn’t harm me, it’s just practice. But fear not, you’ve improved your strength enough, so it a really combat you would perform it well.”

“No… I don’t want to do that” you said getting off of him.

He sat up to face you, looking at your mortified face. Your hands were covering your mouth and you were shaking lightly.

“I don’t want to hurt anyone… I mean, y-yeah… I’ll have to fight bad guys but… actively breaking arms… i-isn’t that overkill?”

“Darling… killing is part of the job too… sometimes you won’t have a choice” he said as gently as he could.

“I understand that I just… I would like to avoid reaching those extremes… As much as possible, at least.”

Norns, you were so soft.

“I know the battlefield is rough,” you said, “But you’re living proof that there’s good in what we think are bad guys… I don’t want to make killing my default, you know.”

He could recognize you had a valid point… and he admire your mercy, but he couldn’t help but worry.

As you reached out to cup his face with a care and love he hadn’t felt in his entire life, he sighed allowing you to keep stroking his cheek with a gentleness that undid him. He could feel himself practically melting to your touch, feeling his worry vanish at your hands.

Speaking of touch, your affection had become his newest and strongest vice. He loved how you held his hands as you walked around the facilities so naturally that you didn’t have to think about it. He relished your hugs, so warm and tender, always telling him how much he was loved.

It was terrifying how much he craved for your touch, how he would bend to your will if you simply caressed him. Your fingers worked like magic.

As much as he adored having you in his arm, knowing he could keep you safe while he ran his fingers through your hair to make you sigh and let out little moans of delight, you were stubborn and you insisted to pamper him as well. At first it took him time to warm up to the idea, always charming his way around it. But as much as you enjoyed yourself you eventually got your way… and Loki questioned how he ever lived without your touch.

The way you seemed took pleasure helped to put his mind at easy. And the way you made him feel helped too.

It was funny how as a prince, massages were pretty much part of the deal, just another perk of the royal life. But this? Simply resting his head on your chest as you absentmindedly traced shapes on his back or gave him what you called head scritches made the most renowned masseuses pale in comparison.

“You are such a puppy” you teased him.

“I am nothing of such, I’m much more sophisticated…” he chuckled, “at least a cat.”

“Are you sure? I think you’d look cute with a puppy tail,” you giggled, “wagging it around when you’re happy. You even react when I scratch behind your ear…”

You scratched the spot behind his ear, and he shivered in delight, biting his lip to hold back any audible reaction but not quite concealing his smile. He could feel his face heating up at the sound of your endeared laughter.

“I hate you” he groaned.

“I love you too.”

You returned to scratching his back and he just huffed, allowing himself to relax once again. Shivered again when you sneaked underneath his shirt by the neck of it onto his bare back, which he would be delightful if you hadn’t found a particularly sensitive spot on his shoulder blade. That made him jump despite his best efforts, your fingers had just found a very bad spot and his reaction was evident.

“Oh… sorry” you smiled shyly.

He just groaned and hid in your chest to try concealing his embarrassment, but you simply moved from the spot continued scratching his back. For a moment he felt tempted to tickle you back, his weight and position already gave him an advantage, and he could excuse it on revenge, it'd certainly seem like a naturally playful response.

But he knew you knew him well, just as well as he knew you. You would certainly tickle him back, in a worst-case scenario, you’d pick up on the fact that he actually didn’t fight it back… Meaning it’d be a matter of time you figured out why.

He’d have to do with the occasional chill from a touch in a particularly sensitive spot for now. It wasn’t like he didn’t adore every second of it as well.

Valhalla could be damned.

When eventually kisses became part of the relationship, he fell in love even further the second your lips met his skin. You’d peck his cheeks almost every time he was within reach, his eyelids when he was sleepy, on his neck always sending chills down his spine, his hands when he handed you tools or when you drove around the city, and his lips… gods, the taste of you. He knew there was a before and an after in his life once he tasted your kisses.

It was his favorite distraction. You had found that you could interrupt him from any task or activity with a smooch and he would not only not be annoyed, but he corresponded happily. If anything, he feigned annoyance and claim you would have to pay for disturbing his peace, which was just an excuse to kiss you more fervently. Of course you knew better than to interrupt him if he was doing something important, which he appreciated, but the world could wait until he was done with you.

And… just like things started between the two of you, tickles were a constant on your relationship. He adored teasing you and eliciting giggles from you as much as you did to him.

Tickling you silly was another effective way of getting you away from work to skip you pleads to get 5 more minutes or let you finish this one bit. It was just a matter of wrapping his arms around you and scribbling his fingers over your belly to have you cave in and leave the lab to rest spending time with Loki. Or just to get you to do anything really.

“Give up, honey~” he purred in your ear.

“Nahahaha!” you squirmed in his lap.

Oh, who would have guessed that doing things like sitting on the God of Mischief’s lap could result in situations like these…

“It’s the only way to make this stop…” he teased, as he squeezed and pinched your ribs.

“IHIHIHIT’S NOT FAIIIEEEEEEEEE!” you screeched, “NAHAHAHAT THEHEHEHERE!”

“Lihife is not fair, dear heart” he laughed at your reaction as he reached to tickle your back, right between your shoulder blades. “But this is as simple as surrendering.”

“OKAHAHAY! OKAHAHAHAY! NO MOHOHORE!” tears of laughter streamed down your face.

“Say it…”

“I GIHIHIVE!” you laughed, tapping “IHIHIHIT’S YOURS! JUHUST STAHAHAHAP!”

He decided to be merciful and actually hold his end of the bargain, letting you break, rubbing circles on your back to brush of the tickly sensations, you gasped for air in defeat as you handed him the last cookie. Of course he shared half with you, and of course that’s what would’ve happened anyway, but none of you could deny it was more fun this way.

On your side, you were a bit discrete, and Loki thanked you for that, you didn’t say it openly, but he knew you didn’t want him to feel embarrassed if you tickled him in front of others.

“Ah, the happy couple having some quality time with a movie” a familiar voice beamed happily as he walked in the leisure room.

“Thor, don’t come to bot—”

“Yeah we are” you chimed in with a happy smile, “We’re watching Pride and Prejudice, if you want to join us, if you don’t mind romantic movies… really romantic movies.”

The God of Thunder stiffened immediately looking around the room as to avoid contact.

“A-ah, w-well— I… I wouldn’t want to bother the— the l-lovebirds…”

“It’s not a bother at all, Thor” you smiled “In fact, I’ll give a bunch of kisses to my little Asgardian moonlight right here, right now.”

You clever thing. Despite his normally confident demeanor, his brother couldn’t handle his socially awkwardness. Sure, among friends he was still loud and bright. But when it came strangers he was actually really shy… among strangers and… and couples, the public displays of affection just made him really self-conscious.

“Is that right, darling?” Loki smirked, happy to play along.

“M-Maybe another time” Thor suggested.

“Oh, Thor, don’t be shy! We’re almost family” you teased him.

That was enough to make the God of Thunder, turn pale and fled the room, making Loki fall back on the couch laughing.

“Oh, dear, I almost thought he was going to pass out” Loki chuckled.

“I’m kinda sad he didn’t join us for movie night” you said sadly.

“Wait, you were serious?”

“What’s wrong with it?” you said innocently, “You’re my boyfriend.”

Loki just rolled his eyes, barely missing the tingling feeling on the back of his mind. Liar.

“Again with your Midgardian terms” he huffed.

“You are just bitter I was the one who asked you out officially” you grinned triumphantly as you planted a kiss on his lips.

“I hate it when you’re right” he smiled through the kiss, “but if you kiss me more I’ll forgive you.”

“Well… I guess I have no choice…” you mumbled happily barely breaking the kiss. “Or now that we’re alone… I could…”

Before Loki could ask was talking about he felt your fingernails gently yet torturously crawling under his arms, making him burst out laughing.

“Dahahaharling, dohohon’t– hehehe! Stohohop!”

“Don’t stop? If you say so…” you teased as you nuzzled his neck, just adding up to the tickling sensation. “I knew you liked this, but this is beyond blunt, sugar pie.”

With what little strength he could muster he held your wrist to push you away from him.

“Goodness grahacious, dear…” he chuckled, “where did you get that idea?”

“You may fool the others, even your brother, but I know you love it when I tickle you, giggles” you whispered, gently tapping his nose. “Otherwise you’d stop me right away, squirm at least.”

“Oh, giggles, is it?” he growled playfully. “I’ll show you giggles.”

“EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEHH!”

And he latched onto your sides, eliciting your squeals and laughter was a lot better than admitting you were right twice in the same date night. Oh, well, just another thing to the list of things he still didn’t dare to tell you, it would pile up next to finally telling you “I love you” and his concern to your eager to be exposed to the Avenger lifestyle…

You… an Avenger. Exposed to missiles, swords, daggers, a vast amount firepower, master assassins, metahumans, witches and sorcerers, people in mechanical suits of diverse thematic, angry green monster with strength that surpassed literal gods, and that’s without the mention of extraterrestrial lifeforms of unknown intentions. And you, so fragile and gentle wanted to expose yourself to all that for people who mostly didn’t deserve an ounce of your kindness.

Gods, he couldn’t allow it. You would get yourself killed. You were only going to shorten your already brief life. No. He had to do something about it.

Thankfully that opportunity presented itself on a silver plate. Literally…

“Loki, can you pass me the—

“T10 Pozidriv screwdriver” he smiled as you grabbed the screwdriver yourself.

“I’m impressed you actually recognize what they look like.”

“You have me stuck here too much” he chuckled teasingly.

“You love it” you leaned towards him with that adorable way of smiling that made your nose scrunch up.

“I don’t hate it” he agreed corresponding your actions to meet you for a kiss when—

“Sorry to interrupt the not-ly-weds” Pietro chimed in as he walked into the lab, “But there’s a meeting in 15 minutes for the next mission, so we need the emo king here to grace us with his presence in hall C.”

Loki was about to berate him about not knowing the meaning of privacy. But you placed your hand on his discreetly to beam with a smile.

“He’ll be there in 5” you assured him.

Loki noticed how the speedster’s expression softened. All the annoyance in his eyes when he walked in vanished within seconds.

“O-Oh— good” he mumbled, “I’ll see you there, then.”

And with that, he left leaving a trail of wind behind him.

“What was all that about?” Loki asked.

You shrugged with an innocent smile, “I just thought I’d spare you the trouble”.

“I appreciate the effort, but I rarely confront with them lately” Loki reminded you, “Besides their unwelcome mockery, that is.”

“They’re not mocking you, baby, it’s just teasing” you smiled, “that’s just the way the show you they love you. You’ve proven to be part of the family.”

“Family…” Loki breathed out.

“Yeah, but we can talk about it after your meeting” you smiled as you pecked his cheek.

“What happened with wherever I go, you go?” Loki smirked.

“I’m packed with work right now, and you know I rather not go until I’m authorized to a mission” you sighed, “it’d be rubbing salt in the wound.”

He nodded in agreement and made his way to the meeting. Given you had sent him off with time to spare, he had arrived early. Meaning the only other members present were Rogers and Vision. So he took the chance to request making a brief council before the meeting.

“Alright, before so talk about the trip to Gulmira, Loki wanted to bring a matter to us” Steve said absentmindedly as he was reading some files.

He just stood up, and cleared his throat… If you ever found out what he was about to do, you would be beyond angry, but he hoped you would understand.

“First of all, this a highly sensitive subject so it’s of utmost importance that what we say behind these doors remains strictly confidential…”

Gods, he hoped he could be forgiven.

Soon, the mission day arrive. You were there when it was time to leave, he was surprised at himself for managing to keep a straight face as your eyes crystallized with held back tears as they loaded the Quinjet. For as long as he could remember, he hadn’t cared about goodbyes, but leaving you for a few days broke his heart.

“It’s okay… I’ll prepare a date for when you get back” you beamed as you cleaned the tears from your eyes.

“That sounds lovely” he smiled, gently caressing your cheek, “I’ll be counting the seconds until I get to see your beautiful face once more…”

“I’d rather you focus on the mission” you chuckled awkwardly, “I don’t want to see your return as a sieve.”

“Very funny” he rolled his eyes with a smile as he extended his arms, cueing you to hug him.

You complied happily wrapping your arms around the tall god, standing on the tip of your toes to peck his cheek. He couldn’t help but look at you sadly, knowing it’d be at least a couple of days until he saw you again. How had he come to miss you so badly? Which force of nature had decided he’d need you this badly?

“Don’t be sad” you smiled.

“Yeah, because sad spelled backward is das and das not good” a familiar voice said, soon revealing Peter carrying boxes to the jet. “I— I mean, like… das not gonna be good for the mission… Um…”

Loki’s annoyed sigh contrasted with your happy giggle.

“Hey, with the suit almost done, maybe next mission I’ll go with you, right?”

“Yes, perhaps…”

“Alright Alison Reynolds, we’re leaving!” Tony called from the ship.

You have him a final kiss goodbye and he rushed to the jet, waving you goodbye as the hatched closed. Of course there was teasing about it on the flight, but the warmth from your body still lingering on him was something no amount of mockery could take away from him.

The mission was what he expected, some days of vigilance, a couple more of infiltration and espionage, the battle and take down of the evil organization of turn, and control damage to the surrounding area. The only considerable surprise was that someone had managed to slash his skin with a blade. Nothing concerning besides the fact that you’d for sure give him a mouthful when he got back… not that he minded.

When they arrived back, Loki felt tired, but thrilled to get to see you again. Even if this time it meant that you’d panic at the sight of his arm, which you did. No matter how many times Loki assured you that it wouldn’t kill him, you lectured him while you cleaned and bandaged the wound, reminding him that he’s not immortal and that he shouldn’t be so reckless without access to Asgardian medicine.

He would take a thousand more blade if it meant you’d cure them. Anything to have you close.

You were just finishing wrapping the bandage around Loki’s shoulder when Thor walked in with his usual smile only widening at the sight of you two.

“Ah young one, I came to thank you for the food you had ready” he grinned as he showed a sandwich in his hand, leaving Loki’s on the table next to him.

He wasn’t able to fight the smile at the first bite, it was an extra lettuce chicken sandwich with that spicy mayo he liked. A quick glance at Thor’s gave away that it was an all-meat sandwich. You made everyone’s sandwich favorite, personalized for everyone, typical.

“It’s nothing, you guys were gone for a while, and I imagined you’d be too hungry to wait until dinner and too tired to eat in the dinning room” you smiled. “I’m glad you like it.”

“It’s absolutely delicious.”

Loki was lowering down his sleeve, ready to spend the rest of the evening with you, when Thor decided to speak once again.

“It really is a blessing that she’s still here to take care of us” Thor smiled at Loki.

“Hah… w-what do you mean…?” you asked nervously.

The room felt silent, Thor had a look of regret on his face as his younger brother stiffened, refusing to look you in the eye. Loki looked at the floor, knowing he’d never resist the pained look he was sure would be adorning your features, Thor on the other hand simply caved in with a defeated sigh.

“Look, little one… We had decided to vote about you going on missions a while back, given you lack life-long training, and your suit wasn’t ready… it had to be unanimous, so– It was only for your safety–”

“Who voted against it?” you asked.

“I did” Loki finally admitted.

The brief second your eyes met his tore his heart apart in a million pieces. The amount of disappointment in your eyes was unbearable.

“W-What? Why? Who else…?”

Thor just shyly shook his head.

“So it was just you?” you asked, Loki really disliking the tone of your voice, you had never spoken so harshly, and much less to him. “Only you doubt that I can do it?”

“You will thank me one day.”

“What? No!” you complained, “that’s not fair!”

“Come now, it’s not—” Thor tried intervening, but you held your finger up at him. And Thor had spent enough time on Earth to know that defying the angry Shut-Up finger sign was dangerous, even for the God of Thunder.

“Why, Loki?!” You asked, “You know what this means to me!”

“You have no idea what you would be getting yourself into.”

“I know what it demands, and I’m willing to pay the price if I get to make a difference, and you don’t have the right to decide over what I can or can’t do!”

“If I recall, that’s exactly what the voting was for,” Loki said plainly, “wasn’t it, brother?”

“I- I- I… I don’t want to get involved” Thor raised his hands in a truce sign.

“No, it’s okay Thor.” you snapped, “Loki, you don’t get to make that choice for me! You have no right to do it!”

“It’s for you own good, darling!”

“It’s my risk to make, Loki! I—”

“Do you have any idea what your death would do to me?!” Loki finally snapped back.

“I’M MORE THAN WILLING TO DIE!”

“I’M NOT WILLING TO SEE YOU DIE! DON’T YOU GET IT?! I LOVE YOU!”

There was a deadly silence after that. Thor didn’t dare to move an inch, he just stood by the door trying not to make a sound even with his breathing. But a god so big wasn’t easy to hide, making this need to burst into tears was even more humiliating with his brother here.

Of course he ruined it. The first time he tells you he loves you, and he ruined it. He was an absolute idiot. He held it in so much that when it slipped out he exploded in your face.

“I’m not allowing you to put yourself in the line of fire and risk losing you” he barely managed to breathe out.

“You already did.”

You left the room, slamming the door behind you… sort of (bless the day shock absorbers were made). And Loki just collapsed against the desk in front of him, resting his head on his crossed forearms.

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Shadows of the Past

Part 51 (Part 50)

Warnings :: General fighting - stabbing, guns, plane crash, fire, explosions, death

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(LOKI POV)

You sit in the back of the jet with your eyes closed, you don’t want to sleep but you know you need to. It had been days since you slept longer than an hour or two and Thor was right, you would need all your strength when you arrived at the base. You cross your arms and lean back in the seat, willing yourself to control your thoughts. You desperately try to push back the feelings of fear and hopelessness and force yourself to focus on a memory of Y/N that brings you peace.

(Four weeks ago)

You dragged yourself down the hallway towards your room, you were exhausted and your body ached. You had spent all morning training with Thor and Steve then the three of you were sent on what was supposed to be a quick mission. Things had taken longer than expected and when you returned, you were pulled into numerous debriefings and meetings. After the meetings, Thor requested your help with some research on a Hydra base in Germany that SHIELD had been keeping an eye on. By the time you were done it was almost one in the morning.

You open the door to your room quietly and close the door, not bothering to turn the lights on. After taking a quick shower, you stand in the doorway of the bathroom looking at Y/N. She’s curled up in your bed, wearing one of your shirts and laying on your pillow. You stand there for a few minutes, watching her sleep before you walk quietly over to the bed. You sit on the edge and gently push the hair from her face.

She smiles in her sleep and you lean down, kissing her cheek softly. When you lean back, Y/N is looking up at you, her eyes still half closed. “Hi,” she says sleepily.

You smile back and stroke her cheek, “Hi. I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to wake you.”

Without saying a word, she slides over, back to her side of the bed and you climb in under the covers. You put your arms around her, pulling her back to your chest and she puts her hands over yours. She lays quietly in your arms and you know she is slipping quickly back to sleep.

“I love you Loki,” she whispers and you smile as you close your eyes. You know there is no way you will ever get tired of hearing that. You pull her even closer to you and tell her you love her.

(Present)

You can feel your breathing slow as you focus on the smell of Y/N’s hair and how soft her skin is against yours. The voices that constantly fill you with fear that you will be too late to save her are replaced with the sound of Y/N’s voice whispering that she loves you. You try to hold onto this feeling as you drift off to sleep.

You open your eyes and sit up suddenly, pulled from your sleep back to reality.

“Sorry brother, we’re almost there,” Thor says as he stands over you. You can see the concern on his face but thankfully he doesn’t say anything more.

You nod and try to catch your breath, your efforts to guide yourself into a calming dream about Y/N had failed. You don’t remember much of the nightmare but the feelings linger. You shake your head and try to clear your mind as you stand up.

You follow Thor to the front of the jet. Bucky is standing between Nat & Steve who are in the pilot and co-pilot chairs. You look out the window through the clouds and ask how long until you arrive. “About fifteen minutes,” Steve responds. He turns to you, “Starks drones still haven’t picked up any activity in the area so we are assuming it will be clear to land in the parking lot of the hospital.”

You look down in silence but you look up when Bucky puts his metal hand on your back. “We're going to find her,” he says confidently.

You look at Bucky, then Steve, Nat and finally your brother. “Thank you,” you say to them in a low voice and they all nod and smile in return.

The minutes pass slowly until you can finally see the hospital coming into view through the clouds below. Nat and Steve guide the jet lower and you watch the ground anxiously, looking for signs that the drones had been wrong. You fidget with your fingers and hold your breath as you stand next to Thor.

“Incoming fire,” Steve says loudly and you suddenly see movement on the roof of the now abandoned hospital. There are Hydra soldiers running across the roof, firing up at the jet. Steve maneuvers away from the building and returns fire while Nat radios back to the team at the Tower. She informs them that the drones were wrong and the base is still occupied. Steve turns the jet away from the hospital and circles back, continuing to take and return fire with the soldiers. The jet is suddenly rocked and begins to shake.

“We’ve been hit, one engine is down,” Nat says as she tries to maintain control of the jet. Just as it starts to level out, the jet takes another hit. Smoke and sparks fill the air and Steve alerts the rest of the team that you are going down.

“The fields were just over the tree line,” you tell Nat as you point out the window, remembering when you were here for your previous mission.

She nods at your idea and with Steve’s help she manages to guide the falling jet in that direction. “This is going to be rough,” she says through gritted teeth as the jet skims across the tree tops, loosing altitude quickly. The jet slams into the ground just as the field comes into view and slides to a stop.

Everyone stands up slowly, making sure no one is hurt from the crash. You hear Fury on the radio and Steve tells him you are all ok. Thor forces open the door, Nat gets out and you follow behind. The three of you stand near the jet, watching your surroundings as you wait for Bucky and Steve to join you.

When they step out of the jet a few minutes later Steve looks furious and Bucky is rolling his eyes. “What?” Nat asks them.

“Stark’s drones were compromised by someone in the Tower, they didn’t register the soldiers on the roof the same way they missed the soldiers in the warehouse,” Steve says.

“I knew we shouldn’t have trusted those hunks of metal,” you say angrily. If you hadn’t pushed to come here in person, you never would have known the base was still operable. Thor is quick to agree but Steve says that isn’t the only problem.

“We’ve lost any advantage we had of going in undetected,” he tells you all. “They know we are here now and that we have no way to escape, since they brought down the jet. Fury wants us to find a place to wait until backup arrives.”

You can’t believe what you just heard. You ball your hands into tight fists, feeling your magic surfacing but before you can even open your mouth to argue Bucky puts his hands up to stop you.

Bucky says, “Oh, don’t worry... we are still going in.” You look at him confused, slowly opening your hands. “I told him and Tony that if they want you to stand here and wait a few hours for backup, they need tell you themselves,” he says.

“Apparently no one volunteered,” Steve adds with a slight smile.

Thor lets out a short laugh that cuts through the tension, “I for one would have liked to see Stark try to stop Loki.” You shake your head at your brother but he is right. You have come to far to let anything stop you now.

Nat takes a few steps towards the tree line and you notice she is no longer paying attention to the four of you. “Get ready,” she says and you suddenly hear a large number of heavy footsteps running through the woods. The Hydra soldiers must have followed the path the jet took when it crashed.

You can’t help but smile as the first few soldiers break free from the thick woods and come into view. You summon your daggers and your armor as you run to meet them. Thor runs beside you with mjolnir in hand, lightening flashing across the sky. Nat and Bucky draw their guns, firing at the soldiers who emerge from the woods. Steve throws his shield, taking out several soldiers as it ricochets around the trees. It takes almost no time at all for the five of you to take out the twenty soldiers who been sent after you.

As the fighting ends you notice one soldier still moving, crawling back towards the tree line. You walk over to him and put your foot on his back, keeping him still. He grunts in pain and you call over the team as you look down at him, he continues to try and get free even though it is useless. “Maybe we can make this one talk,” you suggest.

Nat seems to like the idea and when you take your foot off him she rolls him onto his back and kneels next to him. She starts to ask him questions about the base, how many soldiers are stationed there, how many test subjects are there. He refuses to answer her, staying silent as she tries again and again.

“Enough of these games,” you say loudly as you grab him by the throat and pick him up, his feet dangling above the ground. You demand he tells you what you want to know but he laughs in your face. You press the tip of your dagger to his chest and he looks between you and Nat. You hear a faint whisper and realize someone is talking to him in an earpiece. He looks back at you and says, “Hail Hydra,” then he runs his tongue along his teeth. He uses the tip to free a fake tooth and before you can stop him, he breaks it between his teeth. You growl angrily and let go of him as he begins to foam from the mouth because of the poison he had taken.

"They must have been listening, trying to see what we knew,” Bucky says when you show them the earpiece.

“We are out of time, we have to get into the base now,” Thor says and you all agree.

Without bothering to come up with a plan, the five of you head into the woods. You move quickly and carefully, watching the trees for hidden Hydra soldiers but you make it through the woods without incident. As the base comes into view you can immediately tell something is wrong. The soldiers don’t seem to be patrolling the way you expect them to be, it almost looks as if they are preparing to leave. There are several large, nondescript trucks parked at the rear loading doors and soldiers are loading crates onto them.

"We need to get inside now...” Bucky says. “I’ve seen this before when a base or lab is too important for Hydra to risk losing it, they are going to pull out completely and burn it.”

You look at him, your heart pounding in your chest. “Burn it?” you ask in shock.

He nods slowly, trying not to look at you. “The base is compromised. They are going to load up all the data and equipment they can and move it to a new facility,” he points towards the trucks. “The test subjects...” he stops and shakes his head, “They don’t bring them to the new base.”

“How long do you think we have?” Steve asks Bucky.

He looks around at the soldiers, “Probably half an hour, maybe less.”

“We should split up, doubles our chance of finding Y/N and any other prisoners they haven’t...” Steve stops himself.

“Splitting up is a good idea,” Thor says, filling the silence quickly. “Steve and I will take care of the soldiers out here and try to keep the path clear until the rest of the team arrives. The three of you, head straight inside and make your way to the lower level where we know they keep the prisoners. There are several hallways down there, each of you take one,” he lays out the plan and you all agree.

You teleport yourself, Bucky and Nat to the loading docks where the trucks are parked and the three of you begin to fight your way into the base. You go in first, throwing dagger after dagger at the oncoming soldiers. Nat and Bucky follow behind closely, shooting at soldiers coming from the opposite directions. You come to the end of the first hallway and turn the corner, coming face to face with five soldiers. You wave your hands towards them, throwing three of them into the wall on the left and the other two into the wall on the right. You continue to move quickly, not stopping until you reach the elevator.

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The right universe.

Summary: After Y/N's life turns upside down, she's full of grief. Somehow, one day, she manages to travel to the MCU, where she meets her favorite characters, including a certain god who seems willing to establish a friendship with her. Suddenly she's enwrapped in this new world, where everything she loved in a screen is now reality. How will she react? Will she be able to deal with the ghosts that haunt her? Or will she let them consume her? Will she be open to accept the love she is offered? Read to find out!

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Category: F/M.

Relationships: Loki/reader.

Characters: Wanda Maximoff, Pietro Maximoff, Sam Wilson (Marvel), James "Bucky" Barnes, Vision (Marvel), Tony Stark, Natasha Romanov (Marvel), Stephen Strange, Nick Fury, Maria Hill, Bruce Banner, Thor (Marvel), Clint Barton, Steve Rogers, Peter Parker, other minor appearances of other characters but these are the main ones, Pepper Potts, Loki (Marvel).

Additional tags: Loki/reader - Freeform, Avenger Loki (Marvel), Loki & Tony Stark Friendship, Fluff, Fluff and Angst, Fluff and Smut, Tooth-Rotting Fluff, Fluffyfest, Slow Burn, Friends to Lovers, Mutual Pining, Pining a lot because we love to suffer, Domestic Avengers, Tony Stark Has A Heart, Tony Stark is a parental figure, Natasha Romanov Is a Good Bro, Everyone is a good bro, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, y/n, After Infinity War but no one died and the purple bitch was defeated, Missions, Y/N is a universe traveller, Grief, Therapy, Protective Loki (Marvel), Loki in love.

MASTERLIST OF THE STORY

Chapter 4: 177A Bleecker Street.

It had been seven weeks since she arrived at the compound. The avengers quickly turned into friends and even though she did not want to think about it, they were the closest thing to a family she had now.

That day, as she walked down the hall with her crutches, she heard a booming voice, which she knew belonged to Thor. Excitement bubbled up inside her, the two Asgardian brothers and Strange were the only ones she hadn't met yet.

“Y/N, come in, meet Thor!” Bruce said, excited to see his friend. She noticed that Thor had his short Ragnarok hair.

“Lady Y/N, Thor Odinson, pleasure to meet you.” He said, kissing her hand.

“Hi Thor! It's so nice to finally meet you, is Loki here too?” She asked, overly animated. Thor chuckled.

“My brother is taking care of some business in the other seven realms, letting them know where New Asgard is and reassuring allies,” he explained. “He'll come back in a few midgardian months I suppose.” He furrowed his brows. “But do not worry, after we lost our home and fought Thanos, my brother is a changed man. He has no malicious intent as he once had.” He clarified but Y/N laughed.

“I'm not scared of your brother Thor,” she said, confusing the blond god.

“You are not?” He asked.

“Nope.”

“Actually, creepy here is a fan of his.” Tony said and Thor's eyebrows shot up in surprise.

“He may have been one of my favorite characters in the MCU…” She said nonchalantly.

“The MCU?”

“Marvel Cinematic Universe,” Bruce explained to him, “the movies we're from.”

“Oh,” he nodded. “Loki will be delighted to meet you then!”

“NO!” Y/N shouted. “Don't ever tell him this, ever. It's embarrassing.”

“Mmm… and why would admiring someone be embarrassing? Perhaps you read some fanfiction about a certain god?” Tony asked knowingly.

Y/N's face reddened and she laughed nervously. Thank the Gods Nat interjected.

“Tony, we all know you've read fanfiction about Elon Musk and Jeff Bezos so don't even try to make her feel ashamed.” Everyone, except Tony, who seemed offended, burst out laughing. She looked at Nat with a thankful expression and in response, the redhead winked at her with a smirk.

“Oh Y/N!” Cap said. “Don't forget that tomorrow me and Tony are taking you to the doctor to take off your cast.”

“How could I forget about this thing finally being gone?” She responded.

“Right. After it's gone, we're gonna do the exercises that the doctor says and as soon as you are permitted to, you'll start training with me and Romanoff for hand to hand combat, and with Strange for your alleged powers. Got it?”

“Yes sir!” She said in a mocking soldier tone, saluting with her hand before leaving to her room.

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The cast was off and it had been a month of combat training with Steve and Nat. Strange had insisted that she should have some physical training before starting the magic training.

But today was the day, Happy took her to 177A Bleecker Street, New York City to finally meet the Sorcerer Supreme. Standing in the doorway, she rang the bell and, before she could process what was happening, she was inside the sanctum, losing her balance and falling to the floor.

“Ouch! Do you do that because you know everyone hates it?!” She asked in annoyance before glancing at the caped man.

“Yes,” he responded with a hint of mockery in his tone. “Dr. Strange.” He introduced himself.

“Y/F/N.”

“Okay Miss Y/L/N, we need to figure out if you have powers or not. First I'm gonna ask you a few questions, then we are testing your alleged powers and we'll see what we do after that. Clear?” He asked in a serious tone and she nodded. “Right. Take a seat. Would you like some tea?”

“Yeah, sure. Thank you.” She smiled shyly.

“So tell me, how did you travel universes? Stark and Banner explained some things but I'd like to hear it from you, if that presents no problem.”

“No problem at all,” she said apprehensively. “To put it simply-”

“Don't put it simply,” he interrupted. “I need the whole story, with as much detail as you can possibly give me.”

“Okay, to not put it simply then…” She smiled sheepishly. “I have always been normal… by that I mean I've never had powers or any indication that I possessed them.” She looked over at Strange, who seemed to be paying attention to her every word, so she continued. “My whole family died in a car crash, pretty cliché,” she chuckled, “but it doesn't make it hurt any less. Two weeks passed after that and I was staying at my grandmother's sister's house. I was pretty much numb, it felt as if the wave of a tsunami had washed over me and I didn't have the strength to fight back, to try to swim, so I just let the current take me wherever it wanted. That was until one day, I don't know exactly what it was, but I was in my room there, about to have a snack, and something cracked inside me.” She looked at Strange, giving him the space to ask something if he wanted and he nodded.

“How did it feel? How do you know that something cracked?” That made Y/N’s expression turn thoughtful.

“I suppose it was a realization… of how ridiculous everything is and how much had happened in so little time. It was like I peeked my head out from under the water and something came alive in me.” The Sorcerer motioned for her to continue. “I left and I started running. I assumed I was having some sort of panic or anxiety attack, but it was the worst one I've ever had. I ran and ran and ran and I ended up in the middle of nowhere, in front of a cliff. I collapsed on the floor and cried, more like sobbed, for a while and then I felt something inside me… it was like all the pain, all the fear, all the love, every single thing I've ever felt in my life, it all kind of came together and I screamed, so loud. And then I was involved in that white tunnel, going up and then down and before I hit the ground, everything went black.”

They both stayed silent for a while after that. Strange out of respect for Y/N, and her because she was trying to collect herself and put the grief back in that little box at the back of her mind. A few minutes passed and all that could be heard was the clock on the wall, tick tock, tick tock.

“Y/N,” she looked up. “Do you think that you did it?”

“Yes, I don't know why, it's a feeling. Perhaps it's my own desire to be something more than… me.” Strage nodded.

“I agree with you,” that made Y/N lift her head up and furrow her eyebrows. “On the part where you said that you did it, not on that nonsense that you said after.” That made her laugh and he smiled. “We are going to do one more thing and then we are done for today, you need to rest.”

“Okay,” she answered softly.

Strange stood up and motioned for Y/N to follow him to what seemed to her like a witches cauldron for potions.

“This is the Cauldron of the Cosmos,” at least she got the cauldron part right, she thought. “It will determine if you have powers or not, after we confirm that, if it turns out that you do have powers, Wong will help us figure out where they came from and you'll be training with us. But you must know that it's a tedious process.”

“Well, it's not like I have many other things to do.” Y/N said half-jokingly.

“I need you to grab onto the cauldron with both hands.” Strange said as he grabbed something from a cabinet nearby and she did. When he came closer, she could see a tiny bottle with some liquid in it. He put a few drops in the cauldron and said “ahenum mundi ostendit veritatem” and suddenly the room was illuminated by a purplish light, in the middle of the image of a blueish spiral, she could see what seemed like a million little white stars.

Strange moved the image with his gloved hands and zoomed in the middle of it, where a baby appeared, a very familiar baby. Her. The baby was crying, it seemed that she was just born a few moments ago and there were two hands holding her, one on her body, the other on her head. What caught her attention more than anything was that the baby was englowed in that same familiar white light, and so was she, standing there, holding onto the cauldron. With a movement of his hand, everything went back to normal and she let go of it. Y/N looked at Strange with a shocked expression.

“What does this mean?” She asked, her voice a bit strangled.

“That we were right.”

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Chrome & Leather - Chapter 12

Pairing: OFC x Billy, OFC x Steve

Summary: Jessie finds herself slowly trying to pick up the pieces of her life. At times she thought she could rely on friends and family, but she finds herself relying on Billy instead. Their friendship starts slowly but builds into him being around her all the time. Jessie is now even noticing the way he looks and can’t figure out if it's hormones or if she is falling for the Sheriff. Feelings or not, Jessie comes to find herself leaning on him more as she welcomes her baby.

Word Count: 2896

Warnings: Mention of flashback, some guilt, fluff, slowly falling in love

A/N: Please keep in mind the pairings that are listed. We are going to see a shift in the story and I don’t want people mad for not realizing this. This is my first fic with an original female character, Jessie Barnes. Face claim for Jessie Barnes is model Jessy Hartel.

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How could something so good and pure fall apart in the blink of an eye? The love of Jessie’s life who had just proposed not long ago now tells her that she meant nothing to him. Her right-hand rubs softly over her small belly that carries Steve’s child. He doesn’t want them anymore, something he had made very clear. At first, she thought it was just the news from the guilty verdict that set him off. Knowing that he would be in jail for the child’s life would surely break him down mentally. But, she had promised to wait for him.

Jessie tried to visit him the next day but was told she was no longer on the visitor list. After a few weeks, she tried again, but still nothing. It wasn’t until she got a letter from Steve telling her to, “stop being pathetic and accept I don’t want either of you,” that the news sunk in. They didn’t matter to him and that was something she would have to accept.

Now all Jessie can do is sit in silence on her porch, staring into the distance with tears in her eyes at nothing in particular. She would have to do this alone. Of course, Nat, Winnie, and her friends told her they would be with her every step of the way, that Steve just needed time, but now sitting here she realized it was going to be just her and the baby. Her friends wouldn’t want to be around her when they could all go down to the bar and drink. Winnie was still grieving and trying to get the last of the renovations done at the diner. Both women had learned Becca made them beneficiaries of her life insurance policy totaling two hundred and fifty thousand dollars. Leaving one hundred and twenty-five thousand for each of them. Until the diner reopens again in a couple of weeks they both can do what they need to grieve and pick up the pieces of their lives again.

As of now Nat and Jessie were forced into seeing the day-to-day operations of the mechanic shop. Bucky and Steve signed over their business to the two women hoping it would help them financially. Nat naturally understood how the business was run and had Tony help her if she needed it. To distance itself from the men in jail they changed the name of the shop after the biker club, The Howling Commandos. With Bucky and Steve both out of the picture, they hired on two more employees, Loki who had stayed to help his brother Thor and nineteen-year-old Peter Parker who had been a friend of Tony’s. With the shop at full staff, it was time for them all to work hard and move on.

Though moving on was something Nat refused to do. She found an old friend who had just become a lawyer that she knew from high school and was now back in town opening an office. Smiling to herself Nat left the manager's office to go visit Matthew Murdock.

It had been over a month now that the diner was once again open to the public after being closed for renovations. When they first opened bright and early their normal customers were not there to greet them for breakfast. Jessie, Wanda, Sharon, and Pietro waited for someone to come in but still, they were empty. Jessie worried that the diner was going to be hard to bring back after what took place here. She still has flashbacks of holding her sister's dying body just a few feet from where she stood. Now Jessie stood there rubbing her belly at four months pregnant pondering her future. Being a single mom and pregnant in a small town was already frowned upon. Though in her case it was one thing having a child out of wedlock but to have a child by someone who was convicted of murder, well that was the icing on the cake. The town folks didn’t hide their distaste for her when she went shopping at the grocery store.

Snapping back out of her thoughts Jessie noticed it was now 7 am and was just starting to feel nervous when Billy and his deputies walked in. Jessie walked over to them and smiled, letting them sit in their usual section. Together Wanda and Jessie worked to help all five men and get their orders in.

Jessie set Billy’s coffee down in front of him. “Thank you for showing up. I know how people feel right now about this diner or at least the family that owns it.”

“Don’t worry about what others say. Time will fly by and people will be back in here again. Just wait and see. Right guys?” Billy asked his men who shook their heads and agreed. He looked back at Jessie. “Besides, I have to make an announcement at the Sheriff's department later as I have a new Assistant Sheriff being named today. Since I have the press showing up I’ll be sure to name drop the diner.” He winked at Jessie as she looked at him in shock.

“You don’t have to do that. Just focus on your new Assistant Sheriff and remember to play nice.” Jessie went to the kitchen to help Wanda bring their food out. The women hurried with serving each man his plate and refilling their cups.

Billy smirked at her as she filled his coffee. “I always play nice sweetheart. I’m not the problem. The problem is finding someone to take orders and do their job correctly.”

Once seeing everyone was settled in with their food Jessie couldn’t help the smirk that formed on her face as she stood with a hand on her hip. “Let’s be honest, how long has it been for you trying to fill that position? A year or two? It sounds like you can’t keep the help.”

“I don’t want help, sweetheart. I need someone with…skills to know what to do in that position.” The way Billy said the last word had her suck in a quick breath as everyone at the table looked between him and her. Jessie turned bright red as she bolted to the back office.

Later that evening it was announced in front of the town that Frank Castle would serve as the new Assistant Sheriff. Of course, Jessie and her friends were happy to see Frank back in town. He had also gone off to join the military at one point and came back to live in the town one over from them. Frank married and had kids until someone murdered them. He was set on throwing himself into work and trying to find who had killed his family.

A part of Jessie wanted to bring up Bucky and Steve’s case but she was afraid of stirring the pot on a crime that shook the town. Instead, Jessie would find herself that night handwriting an anonymous letter detailing the case from beginning to end. If anyone was going to work hard on a case of former friends it would be him. It was a few weeks later after she left the note for Frank that she learned from her ma’ that a new lawyer named Matt Murdock had already accepted the case pro-bono. According to Winnie, it would take up to a couple of years for the lawyer to really dig deep. Jessie was happy to hear this news but it still didn’t change her relationship or lack of one with Steve.

So Jessie continued to work through her pregnancy. She wasn’t sure at first if she wanted to know the sex of the baby but now Jessie was dying to know. On the day she was going to find out Winnie ended up sick with a cold, leaving Jessie to go alone. That was until she ran into Billy at the hospital. Small talk turned into what she was there for and he insisted on being there for her. At first, she declined but the more Jessie thought about being alone she accepted his offer. An hour later with tears falling down her face, she found out she was having a boy. The baby was healthy and perfect, which is all that she wanted. The doctor printed the picture so she could show her ma’.

Leaving the doctor's office Jessie wiped her tears of joy away as Billy joined her outside. Jessie looked up at him and smiled. “Thank you for coming with me. I know you probably had better things to do but that meant a lot not going alone.”

Billy smiled back at her and took in her glowing features. “Honestly, this was more important than what I was doing. I’m happy the baby and you are healthy. Seeing the baby on the screen, well, it took my breath away. I’ve never seen something so innocent before and I’m thankful you shared that with me.”

Her stomach fluttered at his words, whether it was the baby or not she will never know. But, his words had so much meaning behind them that she started to blush from how his brown eyes looked her over. Unlike her friends and ma, Jessie held no ill will against Billy for testifying in court against her brother and Steve. In her eyes, he was only doing what the law required him to do. Sure she was upset in the beginning but she reminded herself it was Bucky and Steve who got into trouble. Now, Billy was just a friend trying to help her out and that meant the world to her.

“I-I was wondering if you wanted to come over for dinner tonight. It would be my way of thanking you for coming with me today. Don’t feel obligated if you’re busy.” Jessie spoke fast, trying to get the words out as she felt nervous. Why was she all of a sudden nervous around Billy? He was the same man she has known her entire life.

Billy stepped closer to her and lifted his hand, tucking the stray hair behind her ear gently. When she sucked in a breath from his touch he smiled. “I would love nothing more than to come over for dinner.”

Jessie let her breath out and beamed back at him. “Come over anytime after 5 pm. Dinner will be ready after 6 pm.”

“I wouldn’t miss it for the world.” Billy watched as Jessie returned to her truck safely before he left. Finally, he could start working on getting the future with her that he always deserved.

Billy showed up on time at Jessie’s place that evening. His brown eyes took in her glowing form in a pretty sundress that hugged her hips, breasts, and baby bump perfectly. In his mind, she was wearing it just for him. “You’re absolutely stunning sweetheart,” he said, while handing her an arrangement of wildflowers.

She brought the flowers to her nose and inhaled the scent. “Thank you, this is sweet. Come on, dinner is almost ready. I made homemade lasagna and pie for dessert.” Jessie grabbed a glass vase and placed the flowers in them and brought them over to set on the dining room table.

“Smells delicious.” He sniffed the air and lightly moaned in satisfaction from the smell. Jessie couldn’t help but blush from his reaction. It’s been a while since someone complimented her cooking.

The night rolled on and was perfect from dinner to small talk. Billy was right, it really was delicious and with her cooking, he swore he would never eat again. He had asked about the baby and things that she would eventually need. Little did she know he was taking inventory so he could help her out. What a helpful friend he would be if he started offering his services to her. To not scare her he would have to start small and go from there. She will eventually make the perfect little housewife for him. Oh, he would do the right thing by her by marrying her and taking this baby as his own. But then he would want her round and pregnant with his own child. They would be the perfect family in this town and if anyone would look at her sideways then they would have to deal with him. This was his town and no one would cross him ever again.

After dessert he noticed her starting to get tired, Jessie was laying back against the couch and lightly caressing her belly. The moment was so beautiful that he decided to go home before he tainted it. He placed a soft kiss on her cheek and thanked her again for the meal. Leaving her house was hard for him but he knew this was the start of something between them.

Slowly over the next five months, Jessie and Billy formed a close friendship. One that she realized she had missed immensely. They each took turns cooking for one another, Jessie loved that he was a talented home cook. Billy was giving Jessie something that she thought she lost with Steve, a life again. Both Billy and Jessie looked forward to seeing each other every day whether it be him visiting the diner while she worked or their normal dinners together. Though once Jessie started Lamaze classes it threw their nights off temporarily.

One evening after work Jessie was waiting for Nat to bring her to Lamaze classes, but unfortunately, Nat had to stay late at the garage due to an issue with a deputy's car. Billy just so happened to be finishing up dinner when he heard the dilemma. It was then that he offered to go with her, despite her protest of it being boring. Thankfully, he persuaded her to let him attend with her. That’s how she found herself every week now going to classes with him. Not that Nat was a bad support system but something about going with a man helped her relax more.

Lamaze classes eventually made their way into official small dates. This was the first time since Steve broke her heart that she felt needed. Maybe it was the hormones but she loved Billy coming over all the time especially now that he is putting together the furniture she needed for the baby's room. There was something about Billy working in a tank top, his muscular arms on display, as he screwed two pieces of wood together to make the frame of the crib. Jessie caught herself licking her lips at times when she watched him. Once again she blamed it on hormones. As she left the room Billy watched her leave and he couldn’t help but grin to himself. He knew the effect he was having on her and he would continue to play up to it.

By the time she knew it, Jessie was nine months pregnant. Everything was now hurting, nothing made her comfortable and Jessie just couldn’t work as much. But by then it was okay as the diner was now back to normal thanks to Billy and his announcement months earlier. They had everyone in town packing the diner, especially during lunch and dinner services. Winnie had even thanked the good Sheriff for saving the family diner.

Billy was now spending every day with Jessie and helping her get the final touches done to the baby room. Jessie had everything she needed for the baby thanks to the baby shower thrown for her a week earlier and plus Billy still kept buying small things even when she told him not to. Winnie was happy to see Jessie smiling once again even if it was without Steve. Though the biker club was considerate to Jessie they just didn’t trust the Sheriff deep down inside and did whatever they could to avoid him.

One afternoon while she was at her ma’s place Jessie had finally gone into labor. Winnie whisked her daughter off to the hospital and called Billy, even though her ma insisted he wouldn’t want to be there for the birth. But she was wrong as Billy pushed his way to her room as if he were the father-to-be. Once Billy was by Jessie’s side he never left until finally, the baby made his way into the world.

Little Benjamin Grant Rogers was born weighing 7lbs 10oz and 18 inches long. He had soft patches of blonde hair on his head and bright blue eyes. His cry filled the room and brought tears to Jessie’s eyes.

When the doctors cleaned her up Billy walked over with Ben in his arms. The little boy was softly cooing in the larger man’s arms. The sight before her both made her happy and broke her heart. This should have been Steve holding his son but instead, it was Billy who she was slowly falling in love with. Maybe she didn’t need Steve to make everything perfect, maybe finding someone when you least expected it was what she needed.

Billy sat next to Jessie and placed Ben in her arms. He looked down at the woman he loved and Ben and kissed both their foreheads gently. Unbeknownst to the three of them, Winnie had taken a photo of them on her phone. This may not have been her first choice for Jessie but she definitely approves of Billy now.

Chapter 13