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Personal Favourite Fanfics | Marvel/DC |

NOTE: This is entirely my favourites so if it offense any of you, I don't care. It might seem mean, but this is how everyone is. P.S: ISTG I'm actually nice 💀 MARVEL

Tony Stark:

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Dr Strange:

Teacher's Pet https://www.tumblr.com/strrvnge/691623725104234496/pairing-stephen-strange-x-reader-warnings-18?source=share

The Strange Approach https://lokidokieokie.tumblr.com/post/694737057535393792/the-strange-approach

Sacrificial Love https://omgstarks.tumblr.com/post/698437859868377088/hi-can-you-do-something-like-stephen-with

[No Name] https://www.tumblr.com/leydileyla/664991208664416256/kinktober-day-14-dr-strange-x-fem-reader?source=share

In Another Life https://celestialnxva.tumblr.com/post/684567205823823872/stephen-strange-x-reader-chapter-2-strange

The Talking https://brunchable.tumblr.com/post/699037820713582592/word-count-45k-warnings-nsfw-18-non-con

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Loki: Stitches https://www.tumblr.com/lokibug/177831206988/pairing-loki-x-avengerreader-summary-loki-is?source=share Cold Night https://www.tumblr.com/fanpageknight/674899218074304512/posted-13122-f-frost-giant-loki-x-f?source=share Just a Play https://www.tumblr.com/fanpageknight/676983015242694656/how-would-yanderes-peter-parker-and-lokiseparate?source=share [No Name] https://www.tumblr.com/fanpageknight/672725060439736320/summery-loki-with-a-vampire-reader?source=share Size Kink https://www.tumblr.com/fanpageknight/642982201413287936/imagine?source=share [No Name] https://that-yandere-life.tumblr.com/post/183415602788/yandere-loki-with-a-virgin-so [No Name] https://that-yandere-life.tumblr.com/post/185009028513/loki-with-an-so-that-can-shapeshift [No Name] https://that-yandere-life.tumblr.com/post/673500515945086976/loki-laufeyson-quote-prompt-3-if-you-dont-kiss [No Name] https://that-yandere-life.tumblr.com/post/672768033653145601/loki-laufeyson-quote-prompt-2-darling-you-look [No Name] https://that-yandere-life.tumblr.com/post/678564475626012672/could-you-maybe-do-something-with-yandere-loki-and Avengers: Evil is Subjective (Part 1): https://www.tumblr.com/bigballofstress/176748368310/evil-is-subjective-avengers-x-villainreader Evil is Subjective (Part 2): https://www.tumblr.com/bigballofstress/177854771055/evil-is-subjective-avengers-x-villainreader Deadpool x Reader: [No Name] https://that-yandere-life.tumblr.com/post/183353640303/deadpool-with-a-younger-virgin-reader-hcs-i-love [No Name] https://that-yandere-life.tumblr.com/post/183277558433/i-really-loved-that-yandere-tony-with-a-so-that [No Name] https://that-yandere-life.tumblr.com/post/184045152348/could-you-do-a-yandere-wade-wilson-with-a-so-whos [No Name] https://that-yandere-life.tumblr.com/post/184124739868/ahhhh-how-about-a-yandere-reader-kidnapping-or-at [No Name] https://that-yandere-life.tumblr.com/post/613249467653718016/can-i-request-a-yandere-deadpool-with-his-female Dr Strange x Reader x Scarlet Witch: [No Name] {Platonic} https://www.tumblr.com/marveloustimestwo/718670202185908224/can-you-do-platonicyandere-wanda-and-platonic?source=share [No Name] https://www.tumblr.com/marveloustimestwo/694764336689954816/hi-may-i-ask-for-yan-wanda-maximoff-and-yan?source=share

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Sunna 9 (loki/reader) (stephen strange/reader)

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warnings: the after effects of mind violation; canon-typical violence.

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“You said you could handle Stephen,” I whisper at Wong as we descend into the undercroft. The two of us had fallen behind the god and Sorcerer Supreme, who are too busy pointedly ignoring each other to take notice of us.

“And you believed me?” Wong replies, clutching onto my arm as I wobble down the steps. “When have I ever been able to control him?”

Stephen had insisted on staying while Loki worked went into my mind, though I would have preferred if he had left us, since he had done little but argue with Asgardian, the methods and place and magic, he'd had a problem with all of it. It had been especially bad when Loki had mentioned the terms 'diagnostic' and 'exploratory', suggesting that there may be need for more than one session. I hadn't been able to bring myself to speak. It had gotten heated enough that Wong made the final call and they'd both shut up, glaring at each other. They agree on a method Loki explains something about the layers to the mind, but I'm mostly too nervous and ashamed to say anything.

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The curving stone stairs spiral downwards. The four of us had mostly trudged in silence, minus the whispering between Wong and I. Stephen is still brooding and still unable to look at me. My gut knotted uncomfortably every time the sorcerer came into my line of vision. I couldn't shake this sinking feeling that I had ruined our friendship as I knew it. Between the kiss and this betrayal...

Loki reaches the door to the undercroft first, throwing it open and disappearing. Stephen soon follows, and I pause, allowing Wong to enter before me. I'm just about to pass through the doorway when I hear a voice behind me.

“There you are, I’ve been looking everywhere for you.” Turning on my heels, I found Loki a few steps behind me, illuminated by the golden light at the entrance on the stairwell. When I don’t move, he takes a cautious step down closer to me, empty hands outstretched in peace as though he wasn’t a weapon in his own right. “We already started the spell, remember?” His voice is more tender than I'd thought him capable of. “You’ve attached your psyche to the last memory before you went under,” and he gestures behind me to the door.

Following his direction, I glance at the door to the undercroft, and found it closed, though Wong certainly wouldn’t have shut it on me. My eyebrows furrow. Loki’s outfit had changed. He had arrived in Asgardian robes, a green cloak over dark leather and adorned in gold jewellery, but the Loki above me had ditched the finery in favor of jet black trousers and a matching belted overcoat that worked for the autumn winds outside.

Now that Loki had mentioned it I was getting a sense of déjà vu.

I believe him, recalling the rules that Stephen had outlined for me in the moments before I'd gone under: firstly, the only safe way to view a new memory is to go through a door; and secondly, though he had looked troubled at the concept, Stephen had expressly warned me not to leave Loki’s side.

“Let's get this over with.” I step off the bottom stair. “Where do we start?”

“We go through the door,” Loki replies, reaching past me to twist the knob, pushing it open. “After you.”

There was a dead body in the Sanctum’s Weird Hallway.

Despite what you might expect, Memory-Me doesn’t scream. It was just a body - confronting, for sure, but at that point, I'd been at the Sanctum for a couple of months, well, it's called the Weird Hallway for a reason. The hallway isn't there all the time, appearing as a new door off of the kitchen every now and again and to be perfectly truthful, in the desiccated state it was in, I didn't think a dead body posed much of a threat.

Walking half the length of the hall, Memory-Me approaches watchful, but calm. The eyes are open and visibly dry, the skin on his eyelids stretched thin. Completely and utterly dead.

And yet, an eyeball swivels to observe me.

That’s when I'd screamed.

The body pulls itself up.

My knees just give out, and I regain control of them just in time to stop me from completely collapsing, but instead Memory-Me is sent shoulder-first into the nearest wall.

“Hey,” Memory-Stephen must have heard me cry out. “Are you-? Oh. Shit.” As soon as Stephen and the corpse noticed each other, a new energy had been renewed in the rotted body and it leapt to its feet with surprising vigor.

This is the fifth memory we've had to watch and it hasn’t been any more helpful than the others.

“This is useless,” I shove my hands in my pockets.

Loki sighed, rolling his eyes, talking slowly like I'm a toddler. “Your memories are leading us where we need to go.”

“They’ve led us nowhere.”

“It’s a process,” he groans, sauntering up to the door that Stephen and the zombie had disappeared through, wrenching it open. “Do I challenge you in your areas of expertise?”

“Yes! You do. Consistently.” I stomped passed him into the next memory. “I’ve met you twice before and both times you challenged my comprehension like I was an idiot. I have fucking brain, you absolute jackass.”

“I never said you were an idiot! I only imply it.”

“Oh my god, I’m going to kill you-”

“I have to tell you something,” Memory-Wong stands in front of me, blocking access to Stephen’s office.

“Come on Wong, I’m in a rush, I need to get my book back. The museum is gonna kill me if they find out I snuck out a manuscript.”

“He can't be disturbed-”

Memory-Me huffs impatiently. I was sleep-deprived from cataloguing sanctum artefacts. “I don’t care what Stephen's doing in there! I don’t have time for this, I’m going to be late for my shift. Kellye told me not to be late again.”

“Even so, I need to-”

Wong hadn’t anticipated that I would actually push past him.

I'd burst through the door to find Stephen deep in meditation, legs crossed yogi-style, hands in his lap, eyes shut, and hovering three feet above the floor.

His eyes fly open, including the third, which promptly vanishes as Stephen falls on his ass on the floor, letting out a yelp of pain or surprise or both.

“What the actual fuck?"

Loki doesn’t bother to hold back his laugh as we observe the fifteenth memory.

I'd long grown tired of his constant conversation. Recalling the exercises Stephen had given me to practice strengthening my mind when I first started training with him, I decide to make a list of Loki’s qualities to see if I can recall them all later. Right at the top of my list, I imagine the word ‘aggravating' in big looping letters.

“Thought a prince would have been taught better manners than to laugh at other’s misfortune. Distasteful.” My arms fold across my chest. Irritating. Annoying.

“Of course! Forgive me my haughty attitude,” his voice is rich with sarcasm. Loki leans on the memory-table. I'm surprised it's solid. “Because Strange has never held back the opportunity to make a joke out of me. So composed. So gracious, your Sorcerer Supreme.”

I bite my tongue. He's not wrong. “Why do you two hate each other so much?”

“‘Hate’ is a strong word,” Loki’s mouth stretches into a wide smile, as he checks his manicure. “Highly accurate though. And little of your business.” Avoidant.

Behind us, the people in my memory are having an argument about magic and this takes my attention away from Loki. I watch as I pick a fight with my friends. To be fair to my passed self, my anger wasn’t directed at them, it was the result of a series of unfortunate incidents all in a row. At the time I was exhausted, late for work and in fear of the repercussions, and I had just discovered that I wasn’t alone, that others held magic too.

I have a rather explosive approach to emotions.

"Why the hell didn't you tell me- don't you think you should warn potential housemates that your a fucking witch?"

"Sorcerers," Stephen and Wong correct in unison.

"Both of you?!"

"Secrets, secrets," Loki muses.

“I moved in a week before that,” I say, more to myself than anything.

Loki perks up at the comment, his shoulders squaring, “how long had you known them?”

I shrug, “by now, almost a year, I think.”

“But how long before you moved in with them?”

“Two or three months, why?”

Loki is silent. I can't tell what he's thinking.

"What?" I ask.

Memory-Stephen performs a series of gestures, a crack in reality forming, the entrance to the Mirror Dimension. The three of us stepped through, vanishing.

Am I I just realizing now that I never called in sick to the museum that day? I can't believe Kellye didn't hand my ass to me on a platter.

Loki approached the crack to the Mirror Dimension, indicating for me to follow, but I hesitate. “Stephen said only to go through doors.”

“He also said to follow me,” Loki replies, disappearing through the crack, leaving me little choice but to follow.

Rather than entering the mirror dimension, we step straight into another new fresh memory.

Memory-Me writhed in bed, gasping for air. It was the night after Stephen had found me, after Loki had turned my brain into ham and pea soup.

“Hurry up, my dear,” says the voice from my dreams, echoing around the room. “You would not do well to have to join me in my clouded cage.”

My memory flings the sheet off of herself, launching out of bed with barely enough sense to put on some pajama shorts before rushing off to Stephen's room.

I freeze in place, blushing at my memory's lack of clothing. To his credit, Loki turns his gaze away from the sight, just a gentlemanly dip of his head.

The door shuts behind my fleeing figure.

With a wave of his hand, Loki causes the scene to start again.

“What are you doing?” He had not done this to any of the other memories.

The memory is paused in the beginning, capturing my face in a panicked expression.

“There is a magical presence in your dream,” Loki says. A wave of green washed outwards from him, illuminating the previously invisible purple energy. It is centered around Memory-Me, but the steady flow is crawling in from the open window.

“It looks like…” I hesitate. I'm scared to be wrong, but it looked like-

“Your magical signature.” Loki frowns. He looks bothered. “Any idea about why it’s coming to you from an external source?”

“I barely know my own name at this point, why would you think I'd have an answer to that." If the floor could swallow me up, I would have begged it to. I know nothing. About my magic, about magical in general, nothing more than the bits and pieces I had picked up from Stephen and Wong. How embarrassing it is to realize you are simple in the presence of a god. “You’ve been in my head, you probably know me better than I do. I don’t know anything about this stuff.”

There is a prolonged silence, in which Loki watches me and I make eye contact with anything but him.

“Well," he begins, "the following is a generalization, but magical signatures are like radio frequencies. My seidr comes from Asgard, and every one who channels seidr is on the same frequency, so to speak. Wong and Strange’s magic is derived from the energy of the multiverse, which is channeled through their gods. That's essentially its own frequency, as well. Your magic would have had its own unique signature.”

'Would have had'. Past-tense.

"We will learn more once we have located your power well."

"You don't think it's entirely lost?"

"No. I don't. My consciousness remains with this form," Loki gestures to himself, "but I can sense the presence of magic here."

Something released in my gut.

"Any idea where your powers come from?"

"I, uh, never knew, where, or… who was using the same frequency... I get the impression I searched out answers. I think it's what I was hoping to find out through academia, but I never found anything." I cringe at the statement. I wanted to be more definitive, tell Loki exactly how I had searched, but I couldn't offer anything other than vague inclinations. It's prior to my living memory. "Stephen searched everywhere, but nothing, ah, either."

I'm genuinely surprised that Loki doesn't use that as an opportunity to rag on Stephen, or boast of superior tracking skills.

"Can’t we just follow the magical signature back to its source? Like follow it out the window? Then we’d know who was talking to me in my dream.”

“In real life maybe, but in here, I’m afraid it’s not that simple - this is a vision of the past, a ghost of an event that has already happened and been imprinted as memory. We only have access to the parts that directly involved you, and from this slice of your life, I can't tell if you were drawing the magic to you while you slept, or if it was seeking you out. I wouldn't know where to begin."

I nod, it sounded like a stupid suggestion when I said it.

"Actually... I may have an idea." He straightens his lapels. "I cannot track your magic to the source from inside your mind, but if we treat it like an artifact that exists across memories... I might be able to connect each healthy memory of your magic to another. A thread that may lead us to your well of power." He doesn't wait for permission, Loki beginning to hum to himself.

It's a simple and rather beautiful as a form of magic and at times I swear I can hear two or even three notes as once. He is bathed in what I can only call black light.

"Are you ready?" Loki asks, his voice reverberating slightly. The light does not dissipate, instead it hovers around him, his eyes wholly black.

"I guess."

He looks otherworldly. This magic is different from his seidr. "Do you know what would happen if we tried to follow this flow of magic out the window?"

I shake my head.

"See, it's- oh- I'm not sure if you can see it from there- come here. That's it. Now, look over there, can you see-?"

Loki pushes me through the window. It doesn't break, warping against me until I phase all the way through with a pop.

I land on my ass with a yelp, but am lucky that I only fall two or three feet. The window was a door.

"Asshole," I mutter.

This scene is very similar to the last

Again, Memory-Me was in bed, but this time the dream didn’t seem to be quite as disturbing.

“Come now,” it's the same voice as in the previous dream, warm and slightly-accented. “You remember this, just practice.”

From the moment we entered this memory, Loki had drawn the magical signatures in the room to visibility. The purple that was coming in the window previously is still there, but it swirls with my own magical energy

Without warning, my memory's body flickers and disappears, Memory-Me's magical signature disappeared with me.

“Ages of Thunder,” Loki reeled back, surprised, looking back and forth between the memory and my real self. “That is a pretty unique incantation, sunna.”

I ignored the remark, my face scrunching up. “I don’t remember that dream. I learned an invisibility spell from a dream, but when I woke up, I couldn’t remember anything but the motions to perform the magic.”

“I am not sure I conveyed my surprise enough, I have never seen an invisibility spell that works like that,” for emphasis Loki restarts the scene, creating a repeating loop of my flickering form. “You see? You aren’t simply vanishing, you are disrupting your mass in some way.”

When my body vanishes, the comforter, which is draped over Memory-Me, drops entirely, like I had vanished completely. When my memory's body reappears, she is on top of the linen.

“So, it’s more than just turning invisible?” I wonder aloud, placing my hand on the arm of Memory-Me, and sure enough, when her body disappeared, my hand slipped onto the mattress like she had never been there. There wasn’t even an indent in the bed where my bodyweight should be.

Another memory begins to tugs at the edges of my brain, the thread Loki was working calling us, and in unison, Loki and I approach the door leading from my bedroom to the hallway.

We step into the Sanctum gym.

“That was good. The spell I mean. I didn’t realize the extent of it.”

Stephen looks nervous. I hadn't noticed when I lived this memory.

“What do you mean?”

“You were gone-”

“Uh-huh, that is what is usually meant when people say ‘invisibility spell’.”

“Ha-ha ,” Stephen rolls his eyes and begins packing up his sparring equipment, “but I, in all my infinite power, couldn't even feel you. Your presence. Your magic. Anything. It was like you popped out of existence.”

“When you perform this spell, what does it look like from your perspective?” Loki asked, turning to face me.

The memory restarts. Memory-Me vanishes again.

“I don’t know, like how does it feel, you mean?” I shrug. “It’s like looking at the world through a water bottle. I could still feel my body, like it wasn’t like I turned into gas or anything,” I nodded my head to the vision as Memory-Me shoves Memory-Stephen. “I could still interact with the world, but it took effort. I remember-” finding the words to describe the experience was a challenge, “I remember trying to talk with Stephen when I was invisible, but he couldn’t hear me? And his voice sounded so far away.”

Loki’s hand absentmindedly came up to rub his jawline. When he wasn’t parading around like a prized peacock, he was almost tolerable. Add that to the list - ‘almost tolerable.’ 'Relatively knowledgeable' when he'll share.

We walked without talking through several other memories, following the artifact thread along.

It's like glimpsing the most boring parts of your life. Memory-me eats, sleeps, reads, practiced magic and catalogued. Rinse and repeat.

The most confronting part is that, just as I feared, I don’t have any other friends, even anyone else I was close with. It seemed that as soon as I had met Stephen, as soon I found the Sanctum, either I just dropped any friends I had or I just plain didn't have any. No one checks on me, not friends, not coworkers. I move in with the sorcerers without saying goodbye to old neighbors... It's like I was a specter in my own life.

“I must have been so lonely,” I don't really mean for it to be said out loud, “but why don’t I remember feeling lonely, even in the beginning of my memories, when I had just met Stephen. I was living in New York for god-knows-how-long, and I had no one? So why didn’t I feel lonely? Or at least relieved that I finally made friends?”

Loki looks at me with a lifted brow. “Your whole life does seem to be rather Strange-oriented.”

I don’t know what to say to that. He's right.

“Are you in love with him?” There it was, that tenderness again. I am automatically distrusting of it.

“Why would you ask that?”

Loki smirks. “I’ve been in your mind, sweetness. I’ve felt what you’ve felt. You are drawn to him almost against rational thought.”

“You’re being ridiculous.”

“Am I, Sunna?”

“Again with that stupid nickname. That’s not my name.”

“It means ‘sunshine’, I’ve given it to you in honor of your sunny disposition.”

"Don't."

"So, do you love him?"

My frustration at my situation solidifies, cast into a new form. My hands curl into fists at my side.

The black light surrounding Loki flickers out, and he looks down in bewilderment.

I'm not supposed to leave Loki, but in order to avoid hitting him and causing him to potentially leave me stranded in my own mind, I turn on my feet, walking back to the museum’s entrance and away from him.

My feet echo on the marble floors as I round the ticket booth and pushed the glass door, stepping through-

And halting immediately. No, no, no, no, no.

The night was dark, lit only by the pinpricks of hundreds of stars as the lazy wave of color begins to trace across the sky.

“Well, isn’t this romantic,” Loki mocks.

“I don’t want to be here,” I snap, turning to step back through the portal, through which I can see my bedroom.

But Loki slipped in between, stopping me from leaving. “You manifested it.”

“Let me leave.”

“Why, does something…?” Loki trailed off, his eyes locked on the scene behind me.

I'm frozen, only in the memory I can't feel the cold.

“Ah,” his gaze turned back to me, green eyes dancing with amusement. “Too embarrassed to watch your rejection, I see. I have to admit, you are braver than I thought, to kiss him and handle his rebuttal. Such a lack of explanation would have driven me mad.”

“Fuck off,” I said, attempting to shove him out of the way, but even with my entire bodyweight behind the action, he doesn't move at all.

“Well, this development has completely eviscerated my theory.” Instead of renouncing the scene, Loki strolls right up to the edge, pulling himself onto the rock Stephen and I had shared, and started the scene again with front row seats.

“Hey, cut that out!” but my outrage fell on deaf ears.

“See, I think that the circumstances in which you came under Strange’s care are suspicious enough, obviously, because of the whole diversion-mind-invasion situation, but now that I know he doesn’t feel for you the way you feel for him... Frankly I’m struggling to identify his motivations.”

The kiss. The rejection.

“What are you talking about?”

“The most straight forward answer is that Strange accepted you into his life, his home, because he is in love with you. That he could fall entirely in love with someone in two months goes against his suspicious nature, but that is the only reasoning I could come up with. The desire to help you, to protect you, to be around you constantly,” Loki's tone is torturous, he's trying to get under my skin. “But clearly, the man does not love you. I am at a loss.” Another list word - cruel.

He's just trying to get under my skin.

‘Can’t wait to see what kind of pedestal Strange stores you on.’ That’s what Loki had said the first day I'd met him, like he was already convinced Stephen loved me, even then. My gut twists.

I had thought we were close, but do I even really know Stephen? Clearly, I am not very good at reading him, because I thought we were having a moment under these stars, but why had I thought that? Historically Stephen kept me at arm’s length, he hadn’t exactly been forthcoming with himself. Was I delusional?

“You moved in with the man a few months after meeting him? Just joining him on missions and slotting into his life perfectly? Just like that?” Loki snapped his fingers in emphasis.

“I- I don’t know what that has to do with-”

“What about the rest of your life? What about everything else?”

“I still go to work, and- and I have hobbies! Like- like-” I scrambled, trying to name a single thing that I had done since meeting Stephen that would pass the Bechdel test. “It doesn’t matter! I don't have to explain anything to you.”

“Don’t you think that’s just awfully convenient? That Strange finds you one day, a poor lost magical kitten, and just absorbs you into his life without having to make any significant changes? But everything that was you beforehand is mysteriously lost?”

“He’s not a villain, Loki!”

“Of course not,” Loki smirked. “He’s just a man, who has managed to separate you from everyone you know and love, isolating you from your life before him, and now, with your memories lost, has managed to create a permanent form control over you.”

I look away for one second, but when I turn back, Loki is gone, and standing in his place is Stephen. “Is this what you want?”

“Stop it.” I could barely form the words.

“I love you, Sunna, I want the world for you, Sunna. You are my one true love, the star in the night that guides me,” Loki-Stephen crooned.

“I said stop,” I shoved the prince with everything I could muster, and to my surprise he actually staggers back a few steps.

His true form flickers for a second before he appears in front of me, a perfect copy of Stephen down to his scarred hands on my face. “Do you trust me?”

A thumb brushed my bottom lip. Stephen’s eyes held the same pain that I remembered and I gaped like a fish out of water, because this was too close to the real thing. Stephen is too close.

His face is leaning in, and I can’t help but move away like two magnets of the same polarity, his breath fanning across my nose until the last second when his brings his mouth to my ear, his breath warm. “Why do you trust me?”

My eyes are shut tight. I felt Stephen stepping around me, circling me, but not once putting an inch more space between our bodies. It's easy to believe that it's Stephen. He even smells like Stephen, lemons and earl grey.

“I don’t know.”

“Do you regret meeting me?” Stephen asks.

“Is this all a game to you?” I back away from him, desperate to be away from Loki’s appropriated warmth.

“Everything is a game to me. Do you ask a fish not to swim?” Loki's voice comes out of Stephen's mouth.

“What do you even want with me? Do you just want to torture me? I get it, Stephen doesn’t have feelings for me, I already knew that, I didn’t need you to tell me, I know. It was humiliating.”

Loki finally gives me an inch of personal space, a satisfied expression across his features.

Insecurity and embarrassment turned to rage and I slap him hard across the face, so hard that I'd slapped the Stephen off of him.

Loki reels. It looks as though it actually hurt.

For a moment everything pauses and I then I am flooded with pure terror. The ground cracks around him with the force of his seidr.

A step forward and I take a matching step back. Green crackles in the air between us. Another step forward.

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pinkthick · 10 months

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Attention Marvel fanfictions writers!

There is a scam going around Tumblr and AO3. I checked my inbox recently on one of my fanfictions from a username I can’t click on (not sure if it’s a privacy feature or something) which didn’t seem trustworthy. I searched up the username both in AO3 and Google and it revealed nothing AT ALL.

Not to mention that the group name is very weird. The basically ask you to become one of their writers and to join their Discord group WHICH YOU SHOULDN’T.

They can get your private information based on solely that.

Wording may change from time to time, but it's all the same. It’s spam most of the time but it would be a good idea to delete the message.

The message read as follows (some details blanked out for safety etc.):

Be safe people!🫡

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asherloki · 10 months

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Hi! I made a prompt list ! Feel free to use it, reblog it and request with your idea!

"I loved you since long ago, before we even met"

“Stop messing with my hair! I curled it this morning!”

“I love you, but sometimes I really want to throw you off a cliff.”

”I thought you were a princess or royalty.” "how did you know?"

"You're a literal goddess"

“If this isn’t meant to be, I don’t know what is.”

“It’s hard to explain, so I’m not gonna try to explain and you can figure it out for yourself.” “Fair.”

“Love isn’t something you can control.” “I know, so I’m leaving before it can.”

“Who are we to each other?” “You tell me.”

“I can’t tell if you’re joking or not.” “Stay with me for long enough and you’ll be able to.

“How do I make you feel better?” “Go get me a cheesecake, coffee, and chips, that’ll make me feel better.” “Fine.”

“Bite me.” “I thought you’d never ask.”

“You are the most idiotic but adorable human on the planet.”

“Stay with me.” He hugged me tightly. “Please.”

“I promised…” He gasped for breath. “That I would protect you. And I intend to keep the damn promise.”

“I’ve never met someone like you.” “Because everyone in this world is different and there isn’t another face like mine? Duh?”

"Everyone I loved chose other women over me" "I choose you over myself."

“Let her go. Now.” His hand gripped tightly on his wrist. “Or else this isn’t going to end well for that little nose of yours.”

“Gosh, you’re so handsome.” I paused. “I think I just said that out loud, didn’t I?” He gave me a wide grin, “Yeah.”

“Listen to me, you’re both my queen and your parents’ princess.”

"I looked for you in every century I was in, before finally getting you".

“If we aren’t meant to be together, then I don’t even know anymore.”

“I’m not getting involved in this, you’re doing this yourself.”

“So? What’s so urgent that you had to call me out at one in the morning?” “I just wanted to see you again.” “Oh fuck you.”

“I will say I love you everyday to make sure that you remember you’re very much loved in this world.”

“You just never cease to amaze me, do you?”

"Loving you is a commitment for me itself".

"People say so" "they don't know me and my love for you."

"I forgot to even ask her name ".

"How can you look cute even while being mad?"

"You make me feel like I've never been in love before."

"Say it, blame me." "I forgive you, you're never to be blamed, we're fine".

"People says I'm odd" "you're incredible."

“Hey, I know it’s a mess, but it’s our beautiful mess. We’ll fix it together.”

“You’re all talk. Why don’t you show me what you really mean?”

“Don’t go. I don’t even know who I am without you.”

"you never asked me anything in return, you just showered love on me, and all I gave you was doubt, unfaithfulness and mistreatment."

“You’re so cute when you’re sleepy.”

You've done everything for me, it's my time to be your knight ".

"I started loving you with the intention of never stopping."

"I know you, no other opinion can make think differently."

"I am not easy to deal with no?" "I don't like easy".

"I never thought I'd get someone who'll love me more than anyone else"

"don't push me away" "I'm here to pull you back".

"I don't want a lover if it's not you".

"I don't know who are you to me." "Perhaps someone you were looking for."

"do you know what love is?" "Yes" "what?" "For me it's you".

"you are violent! I like it".

"you are a pink rose, just needed a gardener to bloom at it's best."

"everything seems different and out of control." "Trust me, I'm still the same."

"the moon, it's just like you".

"will you stick with me even if I am not the person you knew anymore?" "You're always my person, and I'm always yours".

"I'm an open book." "But the genre is mystery, it's hard to solve it, buf I'm here for the adventure."

"I know you more than I know myself."

"you don't know how beautiful you are to me, since day one" "you found me when I was a mess." "Still, a beautiful mess".

#moon knight #steven grant #bbc sherlock #marc spector #jake lockley #sherlock x reader #sherlock x y/n #sherlock holmes x reader #loki x reader fic #loki x reader smut #doctor strange x reader #stephen strange x you #sinister stephen strange #poe dameron x y/n #fluff prompt #angst prompts

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7soulstars · 1 year

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My Incorrect Universe #94

*me and Stephen leaving*

Me : We've left instructions for everyone while I'm gone.

Bucky: mine says......'anything' are you sure there are no specifications ?

Stephen, *kissing his forehead*: No darling you deserve to rest

Loki: mine just says 'Loki no.'

Me,*patting his head*: We want you to apply that to every possible situation please-

*How Stephen and I see and act with Bucky*:

*How we see and act with Loki*:

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space-mermaid-writing · 6 days

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

This looks fun! I'll only pick fics I wrote in English tho. (fyi I have like 50 more in German. But those are old and from another fandom)

1. The witchling and the god [Loki / Witch!Reader] AO3 link Why a favorite: I started writing it because of a simple idea. It was never meant to become that long and deep. But I really like how the fic turned out. A pleasant surprise :D

2. The black cat with blue eyes [IronStrange] AO3 Link Why a favorite: Stephen in cat form (temporary) and a lot of trauma. Do I have to say more? I put so much analysis in this.

3. You don’t always have to be okay [Doctor Strange / Reader] Why a favorite: Short but soft. I wrote it in the night; that always means I put a lot of myself in it. This oneshot is a comfort blanket that gently wraps around you.

4. Cuddles [Alpha!Loki / Omega!Reader] Why a favorite: what can I say? I don't remember why I even first started reading a/b/o...maybe as a joke, maybe because I was curious what the fuss was about. Joke's on me: it became a favorite trope of mine. 'Cuddles' is the only a/b/o related thing I've ever written but I'd love to explore that verse more in the future.

5. In space nobody hears you scream [Mirror! Leonard McCoy] AO3 Link Why a favorite: Bones is my favorite Star Trek character in all timelines. But what if he was slightly unhinged? What if everyone was slightly unhinged? But Bones, Kirk and Spock would still strike some kind of unlikely friendship? I love what I wrote in this peace. Especially the banter between Bones and Kirk.

After some consideration I deemed these my favorites. I will now continue to pass the message on :)

#ironstrange #Loki / Reader #Doctor Strange / Reader #Leonard McCoy #loki x you #Loki #Stephen Strange #Doctor Strange #Tony Stark #McKirk #spacemermaidwriting #SpaceMermaid #tag game #fanfiction #my writing

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agent-whiskeys-sweetheart · 11 months

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Marvel Preferences - With A Gamer GF

Bucky - Bucky is a bit of a classic gamer. He can handle an arcade game like no one you’ve ever seen. When you introduce him to the world of at home gaming he is very intrigued. The first few times you show him he simply sits back and watches happily. He enjoys seeing you in your element. Later he asks if he can try. You gladly give up the controller, watching him pick up the game like a fish to water. He’s so good at it. However, he still prefers the classics. So after that he’d rather just sit and watch and go to the arcade from time to time.

Loki - At first Loki finds your games quite silly. When he sees you playing and you explain to him what you’re doing he would turn his nose up a bit. “Games are for children.” He comments absentmindedly before leaving the room. However he couldn’t help but watch one night and what he saw really impressed him. You moved through the levels with such ease and comfortability that he couldn’t help but stay to watch. After that night, he was hooked. He never wants to play with you but he’s become quite fond of watching. He even praises you often when you beat a level or achieve a task.

Tony - Tony is a bit of a gamer himself. Not nearly as in depth as you but he knows his way around a controller. He used to love first person shooters. He was actually quite good at them too. However, after what happened in New York he’s been a bit skittish around the more violent games. It feels too immersive sometimes. That’s when you introduce him to some cozier games. He finds that he enjoys gaming much more when there’s not so much pressure. He really likes Minecraft. He could sit there and build with you for hours. The two of you now have a standing Minecraft date every Friday night.

Steve - Steve is super confused by your games at first. When he sees the high definition graphics and the complex set of tasks he’s kind of blown away, commenting how impressive it is that you can keep track of everything. Wanting to immerse him in your favorite pastime you try to warm him up to playing with you. The first time he actually gets a bit frustrated when he can’t figure it out. However, pretty soon he picks it up and plays with you from time to time. Now you switch off between watching and playing, finding it a delightful way to spend time together. Although he doesn’t admit it, he’d much rather just watch you play rather than picking up a controller for himself.

Frank - Frank is actually a big gamer himself. He loves to relax on the couch at the end of a tough week and mindlessly play a violent video game. It wasn’t until he met you that he discovered other types of games. He’s warmed up to other genres although his favorite is still the classic first person shooters. The two of you always find time to curl up together and play a game. He’s very lovey when you’re playing together. He’ll usually have you situated between his legs, wrapping his arms around your waist as he maneuvers the controller. It’s his favorite when you play shooter games with him. There’s something about seeing you so expertly handle a gun in game that just does something to him. He loves gaming even more after meeting you. Something about that time together is very special to him.

Stephen - Stephen does not game. He finds the whole notion kind of below him. He would never deny you something that made you happy though. So he does try. There have been a handful of occasions where he’s sat and watched you play although in all instances he ended up falling asleep on the couch. There have also been a handful of times when you’ve both played together. He indulges you just because he loves you so much but it’s not something that happens very often. When it does he usually quits within an hour, finding some excuse to be done early. He’d much rather just leave you to yourself when you’re gaming, letting you do what makes you happy without any kind of interruption.

Vision - Vision is naturally a whiz at games. It’s not his favorite hobby but there are definitely times when he is in the mood to game with you. He likes puzzle games the best. Anything that engages the mind. He loves watching you work out the complex rules and steps in order to win. Your intelligence is incredibly attractive to him so seeing your beautiful sexy brain in action is absolutely peak for him. Although for him, a good majority of the games you play are somewhat boring to him since he finds them so simple. His favorite moments are when he is cooking dinner and can watch you playing your game from the kitchen as he works. It’s the perfect amount of stimulation and entertainment for him. He’d much rather do that.

Druig - Druig does like to game with you. He gets very competitive when he does though. Part of you loves it and part of you hates it. It doesn’t matter what the game is, he can always find a way to make a competition out of it. If you’re playing a first person shooter, he’ll bet you he can kill more bad guys than you. If it’s a puzzle game, he guarantees he can solve the puzzle faster than you. If it’s a farming game, he’s sure that he’ll grow more crops than you do. It’s all in a joking spirit though. He never actually means to compete with you. He just finds your huffy little reactions quite entertaining. It’s especially fun when you get into the spirit of it with him, trying to beat him at whatever challenge he’s given you at that moment.

Dane - Dane is really bad at games but he’s got the spirit. It’s always so delightful when you watch him playing a game. It’s never frustrating or hindering. You just patiently guide him through the tasks, watching intently as he completes them one at a time. You find that farming games are really good to play with him. He’s better at those than any other kind of game. You just give him one task at a time. As he completes a task he’ll happily ask what he can do next. It’s kind of funny sometimes but you would never tell Dane how bad he is. You just keep letting him think he’s a game whiz and enjoying his company as the two of you play together. It’s also nice when he scoots close by your side and links arms with you as you play.

@buckyhoney @paintballkid711 @the-mechanical-angel @readsalot73 @roxypeanut @sheerfreesia007 @ahopelessromanticwritersworld @balenciagabucky @fireinmoonshot @greenorangevioletgrass @star-spangled-man @unearthlydust @crispyimagines17 @clints-lucky-arrow @waspswidows

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stuckybarton · 2 years

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Double Trouble

SUMMARY: In the eyes of the team, you were Loki's girlfriend and Stephen and Wong's apprentice. No one would think too much about the whole setup. Everyone had watched the snide remarks both Loki and Stephen would throw each other when they were in the same room, but would stop at any moment you would step in. It was always a switch when it comes to the pair and everyone simply called you their tamer, but again, thought nothing about the whole set up with the two. But those two were constantly double the trouble. PROMPT(S): "I thought we agreed to share her?" CHARACTERS: Loki Laufeyson x Female!Reader X Stephen Strange; Wong in the end (lol). WARNINGS: Threesome; Unprotected Double Penetration; Loki and Stephen deserve a warning onto themselves at this point; P in V; P in A; Interruption. WORDS: 1,021 REQUESTED BY: @lalaooopsie (thank you for the first request <3)

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Thoroughly fucked, your legs were numb, hair tousled on the bed, and your hazy eyes peered half-lidded down at the man that continued on with his assault on your over-stimulated pussy. He wasn't stopping and no matter how much you said no, he continued on with his assault bringing you further and further into the brink of bliss. With what little strength your hand still had, your held onto the white streaked hair of his, trying your best to pull him away to give you a chance to breath.

"Had enough?" The cocky smirk on his lips bubbled through your stomach and dampen you further. Damn him and that handsome smile of his. "Wong's in Kamar Taj, the Avengers are all on a mission in God knows where, so no interruption and you can scream all you want."

You nodded profusely but still couldn't scream as his bearded lips fall right back into eating you with a painful rhythm.

You never really knew when it happened between you and Stephen, but you didn't want it any other way at this point. How you were both sparing one day in Kamar Taj in front of numerous members of the Masters of Mystic Arts, your fight got so intense that magic wasn't the only thing was being thrown out. Punches, kicks, even headbutts and as you straddled his chest--your teacher-apprentice relationship wasn't the same. It was best for the both of you to keep whatever was going on between the two of you away from Wong's ever wandering and questioning eyes.

"What would that boyfriend of yours think? How much of a mess I can make you without him even participating?" His words, as cocky and arrogant he was, knew what to say, the filth that only his words could ever give. You were a mess, all because of the man that you would have never thought would bring you to the peak of insanity besides your boyfriend.

Before you could even give a proper response. You felt your release wash over you like a tidal wave. Painting his beard with your wetness, you had watching him suck you dry until he was satisfied.

Letting go of his hair, as you relaxed your body against the silk sheets of his bed, you allowed the aftermath of your orgasm to wash over you. Appreciating the momentary peace that Stephen has given you to regain your consciousness and strength for what was to come.

You felt the bed dip and turning your head, the sight of a now naked Stephen laid besides you. You smirked knowing what was to come. Turning you closed your eyes, as the spongy head of his cock slipped so easily inside of your ass. You could only smile at the preparation he had done for the past few hours for this moment. Even your boyfriend had been dead set in making sure you were prepared and not to hurt yourself. With how easily Stephen has slid inside of you, all the hard work of your boyfriend and master had paid off.

"I thought we agreed to share her tonight?" The familiar baritone of your boyfriend's voice had your opening your eyes and frozen in place, Stephen remained deep inside of you.

Loki was at the door where you were facing, in his signature black suit, he was delectable. Your mouth watered and you wanted nothing more than to have him inside you as well.

"Can't help myself when it comes to her." Stephen's response was quick and the sudden slam of his hips accentuated his point breaking you into yet another whimper.

"What am I ever gonna do with you, Goddess?" Loki tutted and with a flick of his wrist, his suit was no more and you were face to face with a naked God, whose dick stood tall, pre-cum glistening his tip. "Where you do you want me?" He inquired.

"Inside me." You spoke with the last ounce of confidence you still had in your system.

"Well open wide for me then, Goddess."

Without even moving an inch, Stephen had held onto your thigh widening you up just for Loki. Loki had laid in front of you, one hand cupping your cheek looking straight through you and the other had guided his cock right into you. How easy he had slid and how full you now felt with the both of them deep inside you.

"Look what a mess you've made out of her, Strange." Loki spoke moving your head to meet Stephen's own. "Look how our Goddess is so full of us, filled in both of her holes like she is always meant to be."

Neither of you three had noticed the sound of a portal opening and the sight of a distracted Wong until it was far too late. The only thing Stephen could do was covered the three of you with his magic cape.

"I told you that it was essential for Y/N to continue her training in--" Wong halted finally upon realizing the sight of all three of you in bed, frozen in place, caught in the act about something neither of you three wanted anyone to know for now. "I don't even want to know." Wong groaned, before motioning for another portal to open for him to leave.

You couldn't help it, the awkwardness of being caught ruined the moment and you burst out laughing and resting your forehead against your boyfriend's shoulders and arms wrapped around his neck.

"This is the reason why I prefer the privacy of the compound." Loki snipped attention focused on Stephen.

"Right, like the AI and Stark wouldn't be watching us if we're not careful."

"I could have placed a cloak spell on us."

"And it hasn't occurred to you to use one here in the Sanctum?"

You sighed, knowing it would take a while for them to finish with their argument. It was better to just let them ride it out. You could use a vacation from your boyfriends but at this point, this was what you signed up for. Double the pleasure, but double the trouble.

#loki laufeyson smut #loki smut #loki odinson smut #loki laufeyson oneshot #loki laufeyson imagine #loki laufeyson imagines #loki x reader #loki laufeyson x you #loki laufeyson one shot #loki oneshot #loki one shot #loki imagine #loki imagines #stephen strange smut #stephen strange oneshot #stephen strange one shot #stephen strange imagine #stephen strange imagines #stephen strange oneshots

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charliedawn · 2 years

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hii!! i saw what you wrote for a punk!reader n i loved it sm n i wanted to be a little self-indulgent too lol

marvel men with a coquette reader? like pale pinks, pearls, florals, ballet slippers, that type of aesthetic? <3

pintrest has some rlly pretty pictures if u don’t know what it is exactly!

Author : "A little explanation here. Your outfit is composed of an umbrella that is indestructible and allows you to fly. You are basically Mary Poppins but with a lot more pink and pearls. I liked the idea, so I went with it. Hope you'll like it. 😂"

Sam :

"Can we go shopping ?", you asked and Sam gave you the best poker face he could muster before stating in a matter-of-factly tone.

"Did you look at the state of my bank account ? I'm broke. More than broke. I think I'm gonna stick to my old sweaters and cargo pants if you don't mind ?"

You huffed loudly in annoyance before walking away, clearly upset and Sam arched an eyebrow at you as you came back with your own credit card in hand.

"I'm buying."

You stated with a little mischievous smirk—leaving no room for discussion—and he knew he should have refused here and there but..There was always something about you that made him break. He just couldn’t refuse you anything when you looked at him like that, little puppy dog eyes. He finally nodded in agreement before you took his hands and pulled him up.

"Come on ! It’s going to be fun !"

He doubted that.

And, he was right.

The first shop you both ended up in was full of pearls, glitter and a lot of pink—A LOT.

He looked around and felt out of place, surrounded by so many bright colours and different materials that he knew he was never going to remember the name..And, here he was. A soldier in a dollhouse.

But, amongst all that, he saw your face and you looked so happy that he couldn’t help but crack a smile as well. Your face lit up as you started scampering from dress to dress and ballet slippers to heart-shaped pins.

He may only be a soldier, but a little pink princess had decided to jogtrot into his life unexpectedly and for some reason ? He couldn’t find any will in him to complain anymore.

…until he saw the price tags.

"Oh Hell nah ! I’m not paying for that !"

You pouted and was about to remind him that you were going to pay for it, but decided against it as an idea sprung into your mind.

You leaned forward and batted your eyelashes at him with a small begging look.

"Pllllleeeeeeaaaasssseeee ?"

He stayed silent and stoic for a moment before finally indulging and getting his money out with a sigh.

"Fine..But, it is the last time !"

You giggled a little to yourself, now convinced about your hold on the soldier as you stood back straight and nodded with a small knowing smile.

"Sure !"

You then made sure he was out of the store before turning towards the vendor and taking out your own cash and sliding it to her on the counter.

"Could you please give me back the money he just gave you ? I'll pay for it."

You said you would pay after all..Also, you wouldn't want him to pay for a gift you chose for him now, would you ?

You giggled absent-mindedly to yourself before taking the shopping bag and following him outside.

He had no idea what you had in store for him..

Scott :

Scott actually asked you for "girl advice" concerning Cassie, since you like everything pink and pretty. He brought you to a shop and you spent the day shopping, looking at everything until you both decided to buy her a rabbit plush.

However, once you were at Cassie's party, she didn't have the reaction you expected.

"He's so ugly.."

You frowned a little and thought she didn't like the gift, but Scott elbowed you and whispered.

"Watch what happens next.."

You didn't understand until Cassie’s expression lit up and she started to bounce up and down excitedly.

"I LOVE HIM ! THANK YOU SO MUCH !"

Both you and Scott couldn't help but burst out laughing as she ran to show her new friend to her classmates.

"So..She liked it ?", you asked, still unsure, and turned towards Scott who smiled reassuringly at you and nodded.

"Don't be surprised. My girl has 50% of my DNA in her. She was destined to have bad taste."

You arched an eyebrow at his words before looking at yourself up and down significantly.

"Do I look like "bad taste" to you ? I'm 100% best girlfriend you'll ever get. Thank you very much."

Your high-pitched tone only fuelled his urge to laugh as he bit his lips together in order not to as you curtsied comically.

"Yes yes..I am very funny."

However, your little show was interrupted by a group of kids, led by Cassie, who surrounded you and had their mouths agape in awe at you. One of them even asked you if you were a fairy and you laughed as Cassie lead you to a little pink table in the middle of the room.

"Tea party ?", Cassie asked with a big smile and you couldn't possibly refuse. Scott he was out of the hook, but she then turned towards her dad who was hiding his smile behind his hand.

"You too, dad !"

His smile immediately fell and you were now the one with a big smile of your face.

"Yeah. Join us too, "dad"."

He glared at you, but couldn't do anything but indulge.

"Fine.."

However, his eyes caught your amused smile and he shook his head, a small smile playing on his lips as he was led after you to the small kid-sized table. He was then given a small cup of imaginary tea and while you looked like you were actually enjoying it, Scott pretended it was too hot and grimaced.

They all laughed and you addressed him an amused smile while grabbing his hand underneath the table and squeezing it affectionately.

You loved this, and he knew that being with you would change his life forever. (His apartment would turn into a dollhouse)

And for some reason ? He wouldn’t have it any other way. You smiled at each other as Cassie looked at the both of you and grinned widely at her rabbit plush.

"You and I are gonna have a new mommy, isn't that good news, M. Carrots ?"

Loki/Thor :

"WOUHOU ! Faster !"

Loki and Thor both laughed as you stood ahead, your hair blown wildly by the wind and your eyes wide open in wonder at the majesty as the Asgardian kingdom.

"Your wish is my command."

Thor indulged and Loki smiled at his brother.

"I like this one.."

You opened your arms wide and howled widely as you felt the wind blow all around you and strands of your hair whip your face. It felt incredible and the brothers got the occasion to smell your intoxicating cherry perfume in the meantime. They then instinctively looked at each other in silent challenge and Loki smiled mischievously before looking at you and complimenting you.

"You look divine, dear..This style suits you."

You blushed and smiled widely at the compliment before thanking him. However, Thor suddenly stepped between the both of you and coughed to get your attention.

"I..I also think you look..Hum..You see..You look like a..a…A BIRD !"

You laughed awkwardly at the strange comparison and were about to thank him too when he suddenly took you into his arms as a gigantic bird flew just above your heads. You then understood that he was warning you about it and felt silly, but also rather comfortable and safe in his big strong arms..

"Ahem.."

You then both seemed to remember Loki and quickly stepped away from each other.

You took back your place at the head of the ship and then stood up on the edge. Both gods looked at each other, confused until you turned around and addressed them a huge smile, extending your arms wide before shouting.

"See you later, boys !"

You then let yourself fall backwards and it took a moment for the gods to get out of their stupor and run after you to catch you. However, they were surprised when you flew up, pushed by the wind making you fly by blowing air in your umbrella and propulsating you upwards through the air.

"Let's race !"

You shouted excitedly as the wind blew you forward, leading you ahead of the ship and Loki smirked before running back to the steering wheel and driving the boat faster as Thor fell backwards.

Challenge accepted.

Both brothers grew up in Asgard where fashion was really important and each god was assigned specific colors in relation with their social status and personal tastes.

You, being dressed in pink all the time or loving pearls is not surprising to them. Loki is always dressed in green and Thor loves gold.

Believe me, they would be last ones bothered or even surprised by it.

Stephen :

Stephen didn't really know what to think of you at first. You didn't look like any hero he knew and when you were added to the Avengers, he didn't know what to make of it.

He was happy that the team had a new member, but when the two of you were alone on a mission..Things could get out of control.

Stephen : "Wait Y/N ! We need to have a plan ! You can't just fly into danger !"

However, you ignored his advice and only went faster. You laughed as you could head Stephen running behind you and turned towards him with a cheeky grin.

"Where would be the fun in that ?"

He rolled his eyes before flying after you and grabbed your wrist. You rolled your eyes and were prepared to receive a whole speech about listening to him and staying alive, but was surprised when you felt the doctor shake and he pleaded.

"Please. Be careful.."

Your expression softened as you slowed down to check on Stephen. You knew he could see all the future possibilities and it lead him to worry a lot about you, but this was where you came in. He needed a wild card, someone unpredictable that made him see that nothing is written in stone.

However, you also knew it made him fear for your life and tried not to push him too far. You smiled and kissed his cheek, which made him snap his head up at you in surprise.

"When am I not careful ?"

You smiled and he smiled back at you. However, he didn't expect you to suddenly open your pink umbrella and flying away. You didn't think twice before jumping in the air and running towards danger. He sighed tiredly. He should have known..However, he didn't count on Wong creeping up on him from behind and laughing loudly next to him, almost giving him a heart attack.

"You're made for each other.."

He frowned at Wong's words and looked up at you before shaking his head at the absurd idea.

"I beg you pardon ? Absolutely not."

Wong laughed again before running after you while Stephen stayed behind a moment, pondering on Wong's words. Could he really like you ? Was that the reason he was so worried about you ? He finally sighed before flying after you, convinced you would be the end of him..

Stephen never really cared about how you dressed, but more how you acted without consulting him first.

It could become a problem on missions such as this one.

But, watching you laugh while fighting a/an alien/god/monster, he couldn't help but smile too.

You were maybe a big pink disaster, but he loved you nonetheless and it made his days somehow brighter.

Yondu :

"What's your name ?"

Yondu asked after he landed on Earth where was rumored to be the last (your species) and soon enough, found you sitting in the middle of a park, waiting.

"Mary Poppins.", you answered with no hesitation and smiled to yourself at your own joke.

You didn’t want to give them your real name and decided to give them this one instead, expecting them to believe it as they couldn’t possibly know who it was. You had a small smile on your face, twirling the handle of your pink umbrella and waiting for them to go back in their ship so you could keep pickpocketing around. However, you weren’t expecting the leader’s reaction as he smiled widely and looked you up and down before turning towards the rest of his crew. They all seemed to understand the reason of his amusement as they all started laughing or giving you a side smile.

"So..You're the famous Mary Poppins, huh ?", the leader finally turned back to you and you realised you may have made a mistake somewhere..but, it was too late to backtrack now.

"Yup.", you confirmed, less self-assured this time as he stared at you with a knowing grin.

His smile only widened, showing his silver tooth in the process before eyeing you up and down once more, slowly walking around you to observe you. You felt like a goldfish in an aquarium with a pack of sharks..

"You’re a lot less badass than Peter said you were.."

You arched an eyebrow at that..Who was Peter ? He suddenly leaned forward to touch your puffy sleeve, but you jumped out of his reach.

"Don't touch ! It's fragile, you brute."

He arched a quizzical eyebrow at you before turning back at the rest of his crew and laughing.

"Did you hear that, boys ? The Mary Poppins is fragile !"

They all laughed, but you suddenly pointed your pink umbrella at him and pressed a hidden button which made a sharp blade spring out from the tip.

"Are you sure about that ?"

A challenge. His crew members stepped forward to intervene, but he stopped them by raising his hand, his eyes still on you as he commanded them to stay put.

"Mary Poppins wants a dance ? Fine by me.."

He whistled and this sort of magical arrow got out of his pocket, it slowly turned its head towards you and you smirked..This was going to be fun. His arrow suddenly flew towards you, but you opened your umbrella and used it as a shield. Yondu was surprised when his arrow couldn’t pierce the fabric. You used his momentary surprise to run towards him and attack, but his arrow was faster and he used it to counter your blow as your umbrella hit the side of his head.

He jumped backwards, but still had a smirk of his face as he finally admitted.

"Okay. You're more badass than I thought. I was wrong. Wanna join my crew ?"

"…HUH ?!"

The rest of his men exclaimed in shock, but their shock was doubled when you smiled back at Yondu and nodded.

"Sure. Fine by me."

Yondu is an alien who raised a human and picked up all kinds of different aliens to join his crew. He is used to weird and wouldn't care about your appearance. However, he has the ability to recognize talent when he sees it. As long as you are talented and he finds you useful, you will always have a place in his crew.

Clint :

"Do you like all the attention you draw towards yourself ?"

Clint once asked you when you were both in the car, going home from some mission in Wakanda. A lot of people were staring at you there, as they had never seen someone like you before and you thought about it for a moment before shrugging.

"I'm used to it by now. The attention doesn't bother me. And you ? Do you enjoy staying in the shadows.."

He stayed silent for a couple of minutes before ignoring your question and revealing the true reason behind his question.

"It's not safe."

Ah. He was worried, you realized and looked away at the moving landscape, thinking about his question.

It was true that being easily recognizable had sometimes led you to have more problems than it was worth. You sometimes wished people could stare less and you could dress or act as you wished without people judging you..But, at the end, it did also make you recognizable in the eyes of the people that needed you, the people that mattered. That, was the most important. Besides, it had other perks.

You looked back at Clint who was still waiting for your answer and smiled.

"Well..It got your attention, didn't it ? I'm sure glad it did before that villain could cut me in half earlier.."

You thought he would at least smile at your attempt to reassure him, but his brows only furrowed further and he shook his head.

"You shouldn't take it so lightly..You could get hurt."

You took his hand in yours and smiled at him before squeezing it comfortingly.

"Don't worry about me, Clint. I can handle the attention. As long as you like it ? I'm good with it."

He opened his mouth to deny it, but only signed loudly in defeat before pulling you into his arms. He didn't want you to get hurt, it was the only reason your appearance bothered him. But, he wouldn't let your happiness suffer from his worry.

"I guess.."

He finally admitted and you smiled before hugging him back.

"I knew you liked it.."

He rolled his eyes at your words, but still held you closer.

"Don't push it, princess Peach."

You laughed at his poor and half-hearted attempt at insulting you before smiling.

"Wouldn't dream of it, Legolas."

He groaned in annoyance at the nickname, but didn't release you and you both stayed in each other's arms in perfect comfortable silence.

Clint may never admit it, but he really likes that you are different. He may find it difficult to accept because he worries it might be dangerous for you, but he always finds reassurance in the fact that you are so different and unique that even if you were to be separated, he would always be able to find you.

Steve :

Steve had decided to ask you out, but it turned out to be an uneasy task as he didn't know how to bring up the subject. He decided to start by complimenting you and, luckily for him, he didn't lack words for that.

"You look very nice. Pink looks great on you."

He knew pink was your favorite color and hoped it would grant him at least some kind of appreciation. However, he didn't expect your reaction. You laughed before raising a quizzical eyebrow at the captain.

"Why, thank you ! I’m glad my choice of clothes makes you happy today. Also, I like the shield, is it new ?"

You answered with a cheeky smile and Steve couldn’t help but roll his eyes as your obvious sarcasm.

"You're spending way too much time with Tony."

You giggled at his slight annoyance before using your pink umbrella as a shield against a bomb of acid that the henchman in front of you threw at you. Steve then jumped in front of you and used his shield to knock out the man before he could attack you again.

"Hum..Thanks ?"

You could have totally handled that, but didn't want to deprive Steve of his moment. You smiled before taking a step forward, but hissed in pain. You then looked down at your leg and realized that some droplets of the acid hit your leg. Steve lost his proud smile and immediately knelt in front of you to look at the wound worriedly.

"Steve..It's not necessary. I'm fine. Really."

However, he didn't seem to believe you and made you sit down so he may have a better look. Fortunately, it was an artificial wound and Steve only bandaged it before helping you up.

"Does it feel better now ?"

He was truly worried, you realized and it was then that everything seemed to click.

"Wait..Were you..hitting on me ?!"

He seemed taken aback by your sudden discovery and looked away, embarrassed.

"What ?! No !"

You leaned forward so your eyes met and this was when you noticed the slight blush on his face, barely hidden by his mask. You smiled victoriously as your theory was proven to be right.

"Ah ! You totally were !"

He didn't answer, but you then wiggled your eyebrows suggestively.

"You know..I'm free tonight ? We could go and see a romantic movie together and be lovey-dovey all night, what do you think ?"

You joked, but didn't expect Steve's answer as he flashed you one of his signature smiles and nodded.

"It's a date."

"Did I just..?"

"Yup.."

Tony's voice sounded in your ear piece and you blushed as you realized he had heard all of it. But, before you could talk and blame him for listening on your private conversation..Other voices joined in.

"I would recommend the red dress with white pearls, pink-laced and open in the back."

Vision.

"What are you talking about ?! It's Y/N we're talking about ! Let her go all out and put on that big princess-like dress she likes so much !"

Sam.

"Boys..Could we go back on the mission ? Besides, I'm sure Y/N's got it.."

Natasha.

You sighed before turning off your ear piece. You really needed to fix yours.

Tony :

It was at a press conference that your unusual appearance was first mentioned to Tony.

"M. STARK ! DO YOU HAVE ANYTHING TO SAY ABOUT Y/N' SUPERHERO SUIT ?!"

You frowned and were about to tell the reporter that it was none of his business, but Tony beat you to it.

"They could be dressed like the Easter Bunny, and I still wouldn’t care. They’re a good hero and that’s all that matters. They helped us defeat Ultron and many other villains over the years and I will not make an issue out of the color of their clothes. Next question."

The conference room turned silent as all eyes were on Tony and even you were impressed and pleasantly surprised by how Tony had not hesitated before defending you. Soon, other reporters started asking questions, but were smart enough not to ask anything else about you.

Once this conference over, you both left the room and walked towards another conference where you were supposed to talk. On the way, you squeezed Tony's hand and he looked at you with an expectant raised eyebrow.

"Yes ?"

You bit your lower lip before finally asking with uncertainty, your eyes still focused ahead as you kept walking.

"Say..Did you mean it ? What you said in there..You really don't mind how I look ?"

He smiled knowingly and raised your hand to leave a kiss on your knuckles.

"Every word. As far as I'm concerned ? You're perfect."

You beamed at his compliment and he chuckled as you happily hopped next to him to the next conference room.

Tony is extravagant. He wouldn't ask any less of you. He likes that you're confident about who you are and are not afraid to put on a show.

It just proves that he was right to choose you.

Yelena/Natasha :

"She looks like a princess.."

Yelena said and Natasha laughed at her comment before taking a swing of her beer and shaking her head at her sister's comparison.

"No, but..hear me out ! She's always wearing pink, pearls and has a tiara. I saw it."

Natasha restrained herself from rolling her eyes at her sister's obvious obsession and shrugged before playing along.

"Huh-huh..If she's a princess, does that mean you're the dragon ?"

Yelena frowned as she wondered what she meant, until she saw a man approach you at the bar and her shoulders tensed, her eyes suddenly focused on the both of you as the man leaned a little bit closer to you.

"Careful, dragon. You're spitting fire.."

Natasha teased and Yelena tried to play it cool, waving her hand dismissively at her sister and looking away.

"Me and Y/N ? No. I'm just..worried ?"

But, Natasha wasn't fooled and arched a quizzical eyebrow at her sister with an amused smile.

"Worried ? That's new..Last time I checked, that expression on your face was called jealousy."

Yelena rolled her eyes at Natasha who leaned back and glanced back at you, her smile faltering for a second.

There was a time where Natasha thought about asking you out, but the idea faded as soon as she realized Yelena had feelings for you too. Natasha knew she had little time left and that being the only Avenger with no superpower required a lot of sacrifices..She wouldn't be the reason you would have to change your pretty pink dress to a black one.

Besides, Yelena was her little sister and she knew she loved you too, and it was enough for her.

Yelena had lost a lot and Natasha wouldn't let her affection for you be the reason for her sister to hate her anymore than she already did.

She glanced back at you and smiled sadly.

It didn't make it any less difficult though ?

Yelena stood up when the man dared touch your lower back, but you instinctively grabbed his hand and almost crushed all of his fingers in the process.

"Don't touch me."

You looked like a lovely defenseless lady, but Natasha and Yelena both knew you were much more than that.

Yelena smiled proudly and Natasha took one last sip of her drink before you all had to go back on the road.

They both don't have a problem with your appearance, they are not that normal either, they just hide it better since they are both spies. You just wear your difference on you instead of hiding it and this is one of the reasons why both sisters like you so much.

And, deep down ? They even admire you for it.

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