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Daddy Frost Giant-Loki

(This is a Dd/Lg story that I wrote Years ago! I figured I would post it since someone asked for Loki)

To say I was tired would be an understatement, I was exhausted in every way physically possible, I never imagined being an Avenger would be so draining. Ever since Ultron we don't have as many high priority cases but the ones we have are insane. I had just had the pleasure of meeting Spider-Man for the first time when I helped him stop someone from stealing one of Tony's planes, I was the only one who ever answered the phone to him so I was the only one to help him, much to my boyfriends annoyance.

"Are you okay? You were gone for a very long time Princess." Loki swept me up into his arms and held me almost painfully tight, though I've gotten used to it.

"I'm fine, I promise. Just a few bumps and bruises...and a possible concussion in a plane crash." I cringed back, waiting for him to explode and he looked ready to but stopped, taking a deep breath as we had practiced. Loki isn't allowed on any jobs yet as none of the Avengers trust him and we had mutually decided not to try and force them, they'll get there eventually but until then...house arrest.

"Come let me look you over." He set me on the kitchen counter and did a once over of me with his magic, crinkling his nose up. "You have a concussion and 2 bruised ribs, you really need to be more careful Princess, I don't know what I would do without you." Loki loved me, more than he really did anyone but his mother (and secretly Thor) so he was overly protective sometimes.

"Don't you think you're worrying a little too much?" I giggled and he shook his head, sighing.

"Of course not, I love you, I never want my little princess to be in pain." He tucked my hair behind my ears and kissed me gently.

"I know Daddy, I love you too." I could have sworn I heard someone gasp but ignored it when I saw no one and kissed him again.

"Come darling, lets get you in bed, you need your rest." I nodded, allowing him to do as he pleased, knowing I would not win an argument when I was injured. He lifted me from the counter and carried me upstairs quickly, changing me into my footie pajamas and getting me comfortable in bed after a hot shower.

"Snuggle me Daddy!" I insisted and he grinned, we usually stayed in his room, him loving it really cold which is why I have so many blankets in there, but in my room he usually just slept in his underwear, which I can't say I didn't enjoy.

"Always Princess, you know that. Sleep little one, only then will your body heal itself, I shall use as much of my magic as I can to help." He kissed my head before I burried my face into his chest making him chuckle. "Goodnight Princess, Daddy loves you."

"I love you too-" yawn. "-Daddy." I drifted off contently that night in his arms feeling safer than I've ever been.

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I sat with Daddy on the couch watching the TV the next day and I couldn't shake the feeling that people were staring at me, namely Tony. "What's wrong Tony?" I asked, never looking away from the movie, though Daddy did, glaring at him.

"What? Nothing, nothing at all...princess." I cringed at the nickname but didn't really pay him any mind until I heard whispering.

"Tony, if you don't stop looking at Y/n I'm going to start thinking you have a crush on her." Steve joked, he never could whisper well, but Tony could, meaning I didn't hear what he said, but it must have been something to make the Captain spit his coffee across the table. "WHAT?!" Tony just nodded but Loki glared harder, noticing I had jumped, not enjoying loud noises all that much. Steve waved awkwardly as Bruce sat down with them with the paper and not a moment later tore it down the middle.

"Okay, what is going on with you guys?!" I exclaimed but they all shook their heads and shrugged.

"Nothing Y/n...anything new with you?" Steve asked and Bruce smacked his arm.

"Leave her alone." He demanded, standing up and leaving the room, confusing me yet again.

"Come along y/n, its clear the idiots are having some kind of meeting." Loki teased, pulling me out and onto the patio where we watched over the edge at the cars for a little while, just talking. "Be careful at the edge Princess, don't fall." His arm was around my waist and I knew me being up this high made him nervous. When he had attacked New York he pushed me off of the building himself and since we had gotten together it had been a problem for him.

"I'm fine Daddy, I promise." He noticed me shiver a few minutes later and knew his body heat (or lack there of) wasn't helping me.

"Let's get you warmed up, I'll make you your favorite hot chocolate." I grinned, beginning to bounce my way inside only to see everyone now crowded around the table. Tony and Steve were still there, Bruce had come back, Hawkeye and Natasha were there as well as Vision, Wanda, and Pietro, Thor was just walking in the front door. They all stared at us and I stepped sideways away from them and towards the kitchen, the glared that is permanent on Loki's face to everyone but me was staring holes into all of them. We were halfway through making the hot chocolate when the kitchen door opened and Loki was lifted into the air.

"Thor No!" Tony shouted but my Daddy was already being crushed.

"Congratulations brother! I am saddened that I am the last to hear of your courtship with Lady Y/n however I am very happy for you!" I was lifted next and felt my back crack as he hugged me.

"Too tight big guy!" I shouted and he eased up, daddy pulling me back into his arms.

"Be careful with her brother, she is sensitive!" I heard Tony snort and everyone looks over at him.

"I've watched the girl get shot, point blank, and not flinch, she is anything but sensitive." The others chuckled as well and I was trying to hide my tears as I tried snapping myself out of my little space that I was so comfortably in.

"Have care how you speak metal man, make her shed another tear and those words will be your last." He growled, pulling me close and kissing my head.

"Can anyone else explain this weirdness?!" Steve shouted and Wanda raised her hand.

"I believe Y/n is a little. Littlespace is a mindset in which an adult regresses into a carefree, responsibility free state of mind. An adult in littlespace often involves a caregiver, someone to engage in activities some may view as childish, some even participate in sexual interactions while in littlespace. I'm going to guess the caregiver in this situation is Loki as you heard her call him Daddy, a very common name for a Dom in this kind of relationship." Everyone was staring at her like she had grown a second head but she shifted behind Vision slightly and I smiled at the action.

"So you like it when she acts like a kid?" Tony asked and Loki scoffed.

"I enjoy caring for her in the most basic of ways, any way she needs."

"So you two are in an actual relationship? This isn't just a kink thing is it?" Natasha asked and I shook my head.

"What is a kink thing?" Loki whispered, Asgard had a lot of different terms for things than we do.

"I'll tell you later, it's not bad. Yes, we are in a relationship, will someone please hand me my coco now?" Daddy smiled and mixed it for me, dropping in 8 tiny marshmallows just how I like it and I swung my legs happily.

"Careful Princess, it's hot." I nodded and once again everyone was looking at us like we were aliens...well me I suppose since my boyfriend technically is.

"And you're okay with this?" Hawkeye asked Thor who was grinning widely.

"Clearly it is more common on Asgard, I am happy to see my brother with someone to take care of. Congratulations, we shall now, as Jane says, double date." I giggled as daddy groaned.

"Very well brother, can we please retire now, I believe my Princess is tired." It wasn't really a question, more of an announcement as he lifted me, careful of my hot chocolate and his iced coffee (he hates hot drinks), and began walking to the stairs.

"Wait, I have more questions...a lot more." Tony shouted and I chuckled.

"Google it Tony, goodnight."

"Your friends are exhausting." He told me, helping me into my pajamas and wrapping me in blankets as we were in his room for the night.

"They're your friends too now Daddy, you know Pietro and Vision are growing on you, you even like Bruce. Others may take longer...Clint for example and for obvious reasons, but don't deny it." He rolled his eyes and admitted defeat as he crawled in next to me, holding me as I sipped my drink, eventually taking it away when I drifted off on his chest, the happiest possible place for me to be.

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OMGGG CAN YOU DO MORE MOTHERLY READER SJAJKA

the motherly reader with chavez and strange is so cute like we need more content 😔

she’s so motherrrrr

Family Reunion (1)

Reader: female | Romantic (Strange | Parently/platonic (Chavez)

Type: on going one shot part 1/?

Notes: guys sorry for not posting your girl went to disneyland and met Loki 🥺

Warnings: none

Masterlists: Marvel | The "Playlist"

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"We are not going to this." Stephen defended.

"Correction. You're not going to this." Y/n corrected, "Its a small opportunity to see what family I do have left. Plus after the Snap. They really did forget about all that Frank's done."

"Forgive me If I dont want a law abiding citizen get involed with a mass-"

Y/n turned her head to glare at him. Causing him to go silent and Y/n returned to packing.

"Then your not taking America with you."

"Im taking America with me. She wants to go any how." Y/n informed.

"And if someone-"

"Attacks us? I think I can handle it." Y/n spoke zipping up her duffle bag and bringing it with her, stopping infront of him and kissing him on the lips shortly, grabbing his hand.

"Im a Castle-"

"But you're a strange."

Y/n smiled smally at him, he bringing her hand up to place a long kiss on it.

"I'll be fine." Y/n smiled at him, "but you're always welcomed to come, you are my fiance after all. And that makes you atleast half castle."

Strange sighed giving it, "fine."

"Thatta boy." Y/n teased leaning in to kiss him again and then pull away to go find America.

She was already packed and ready to go waiting at the door "come on!" She whined.

Y/n laughed, "calm down we're not going to save the world, we can take our time."

Walking down the stairs she dropped her things, "Stephen's coming with us."

"He is!?" She smiled.

Y/n nodded.

It was within a few mintues most likely due to magic that Stephen was ready and walking down the steps.

Y/n smiled, walking towards the door to follow America.

"Where are you going?" Stephen asked.

"Oh yeah." Y/n smiled, "im driving. Its not far away but we're staying at Mama's house for a few nights. She's been dying to spend time with America. Oh yeah. No magic trip-"

"No magic? What are you? Insane?" Stephen questioned, "if something attacks us?"

"Which it won't." Y/n responded, "Stop being parinoid. The only thing thats gonna attack us is my father in a hug."

Stephen followed Y/n as the two left the sanctum.

"But if it does."

"Then we can use magic." Y/n defended, "But we'll be fine I promise."

Walking towards her car she popped the trunk and opened it,putting America's bag inside, "go ahead and get it."

America nodded and Y/n put her own inside Stephen following with his.

"They're not to hot on magic." Y/n responded to his previous comment, "Plus. There sitll suprised I escaped the Widow program and found then. So lets just, Chill okay?"

Y/n closed the door looking over at him, "fine."

Y/n smiled, at him, "thank you."

Getting in the car together it was about an hour drive to her parents house. America kept herself busy with the window, watching at the people past by and Y/n and her Strange held small talk the whole way his hand on her thigh in a loving matter.

"Im sure they'll love you." Y/n smield, "As long as you eat three plates of food."

"Thats insane. And unhealthy."

Y/n chcukled, "we're Italians. We like a lot of food. Plus. Its never all the same food. Just. If mama offers you more take it. Even if you end up givin to it luigi."

"Luigi?"

Y/n nodded, "The dog. Dad's name is Mario."

Stephen chuckled, y/n smiling as she turned the corner and pulling into a few space in the drive way, turning off the car.

Out came an old dog with quick speed, Y/n opening the door and it jumping in quickly than Y/n could react.

"Hey! Hey!" Y/n laughed, the dog barking at her, with it's tail going a hundred miles a mintue.

"Hey there baby." Y/n smiled hugging the dog as she pet it happily, it licking her face with excitment.

"I missed you too. I missed you too!" The dog jumped back out, barking excitedly.

"Seems you've been missed." Stephen spoke as Y/n smiled.

"Oh just wait." Y/n spoke getting out she closing the door behind her.

America followed her, the dog happily going over to her and sniffing her legs, then going crazy in excitement once again.

"He won't hurt you." Y/n told America reaching out her hand just for the dog to lick it happily she happily petting him.

"Come on." Y/n smiled, "he'll follow."

America grabbed her hand and Stephen waited at the end of the car for them.

Luigi followed them excitedly. They walking on the path to the door where it already smelled of Pasticciotto leccese and cinnamon rolls, her dads favorite.

"Mama?! Pa!" She called.

"Y/n?"

There her mother was in an apron with a tray of sweets in hand.

"Y/n! Ah! My Mimma!" She smiled setting the tray down, Y/n letting go of America's hand, Y/n happily hugging her happily.

"Look at you!" She smiled, her mother had a thick Italian accent, a heart of gold for her children and a love for baking.

Y/n smiled happily, "Its so good to see you mama. I missed you so much, and have some people to introduce you too."

Turning back she smiled, "Mama. This is Stephen and this is America."

A quick like of Italian came from her: neither America or Stephen understanding what they were saying.

But America was hugged happily as so was Stephen.

"He's so handsome!" She smiled, "This is your boy toy-"

The beep of the oven caught her off gaurd, "The cake, come America!"

Yet she rushing off to go get the cake pulling America off most likely to feed her the amount of sweets she had hidden away.

"Boy toy?" Stephen questioned with a teasing smile.

"Oh please. " y/n explained, "Things were diffrent in highschool. Plus I had Frank who always had my back."

He shook his head and gave her a short kiss.

"Y/n! Y/n!"

Y/n turned her head, America holding a plate of freshly made mousse her mother had pulled from the fridge.

"Try one? Oh please I live for this stuff." Y/n smiled taking a square, and happily taking a bite, "mhm. Here."

She lifted it up to Stephen's lips, he taking a bite.

Her mother called them into the kitchen, Y/n walking quickly at the call of her name: "You're papa is out in the garden."

Y/n nodded with a smile, "What he grow this year?"

"The usual." She smiled flipping the cake on a dish and pulling the pan up.

"Oo is that upside down cake?"

Y/n reached for it just for her hand to be playfully slapped away.

"Go. You'll have some tommrow." She spoke, "go say Hi to your father while he's in a good mood."

Y/n sighed, "Alright."

Kissing her mothers temple she went to go see her father, Her mother asking America to stay and help her fill cannolis for the next day.

She took Strange's hand and started going through the house.

"Wait wait-"

Y/n stopped, Stephen looking at the photos. She had a large family for sure. But no pictures: no photos of her: not as a kid or a baby atleast.

When she hit what looked to be 17, thats when she started to show up.

"I lost alot of time to the widow program." Y/n spoke, "Luckily. I found them again."

Pulling him along them made it back outside her dad's garden grand as ever.

"Pa!"

He looked up from the rose bush he was cutting from a basket of mixed flowers next to him.

"Ah! Mia Mimma!" He cheered, Y/n smiling as he took his time standing up, leaving the basket behind.

Y/n walked down the few steps, he smiling as they hugged, he giving her a big kiss on each cheek.

"Ah look at you!" He smiled, "So beatiful!"

Y/n flushed, "come on pa."

She turned back to Stephen, "this is Stephen Strange."

"Mario Lorenzo Castiglione. A pleasure."

They shook hands, Stephen swore his hand was going fo break as he nodded in response.

"He's my fiance Pa."

"Fiance? Oh!" He smiled, "someone's finally tamed my wild one!"

Y/n looked at Stephen he only chuckling as she smiled at him.

"Did you tell Mama about this?"

"She's busy. You know her." Y/n spoke.

"She making cinnamon rolls?"

"Yes." Y/n smiled.

"Go get me some."

"What?" Y/n protested playfully, "no way! She'll kill me!"

"Its worth it for your old man!"

Y/n shook her head, "fine. But be nice to Stephen."

"Fine fine!"

Y/n chuckled, "good luck."

Kissing Stephen's cheek she walked off to go sneak her way into the freshly made cinnamon rolls.

"Come on come on!"

Stephen followed her father, he wasn't one for gardening but it was worth it to get on her fathers good side.

"Where'd you meet my daughter."

"Believe it or not, she was saving my ass." Stephen spoke as they walked over to the flowers a pair of garden sisscors handed to him which he said thank you to.

"She tends to do that." He spoke, "I need a hand full of Chrysanthemums."

Stephen went to work, he was much slower than the old man besides him.

" she has the qualities to be a hero." Stephen told, "Sometimes I'm glad she refused an Avengers contract."

"Me and you both."

The two laughed, her father sighing, "she'll never stop trying to help."

"That she won't." Stephen spoke, tossing his group of flowers in the basket, "Never known y/n to quit anything she's done."

"Stephen!"

Out came running America, she rushing down the steps towards him.

"Who's this?"

"Our daughter America." Stephen spoke, the words he speaking on the back bunner of his mind as he spoke, too worried with why she was running towards him.

"I thinm Y/n's brother is here." She spoke.

Stephen nodded, "he's kinda scarry."

"Wanda scarey?" Stephen spoke standing up,

"Even worse."

"Its fine. You can stay here."

America nodded sitting besides him, Stephen closest to the door with his body blocking veiw of America.

"America this is Y/n's dad."

America waved still tense, "Hello."

He smiled sweetly, "Don't let Francis scare you. He's a big baby on the inside."

"Hey!" Y/n called from the back door,"Mama said dinners done!"

"Lets go before ma gets upset."

The three got up, America grabbing the basket for Y/n's dad as they walked inside.

Y/n smiled as she walked back in the door most likely to help her mother set the table.

Her father held the door open for the two: they thanking him. America following the older man to find a vase.

"Have fun?" Y/n asked plates in hand as she was passing across the hallway.

"Gardenings not my thing." Stephen shrugged Y/n walking down towards him with a smile.

"And what is your thing?" Y/n chuckled, "You don't have many hobbies."

"Got me there." Stephen told returning the chuckle, "I do enjoy one hobby pretty recently as well."

"Oh?"

"Im quiet occupied with being someones fiance. My newest hobby. Might drop it." He spoke, "maybe be someones husband."

Y/n laughed rolling her eyes, "really? Im in the same hobby....find it quiet....boring."

He rolled his eyes, "it does have it's perks...sometimes it can get a bit...ya know." She spoke leaning in: as if her comment was a secret.

"I don't, care to inform me?" He spoke sarcastically.

Y/n looked him up and down quickly: "shame...maybe one day when you change hobbies to husband you'll find out."

With her last comment she kissed her lover softly, told him to go wash his hands and asked if he didnt mind grabbing the cups on his way back.

Within a few mintues the table was finished being set. Y/n helping America take her seat and Stephen pulling out Y/n's chair for her. She thanking in as she took a seat, he following her. Her father doing the same small gesture for her mother.

Yet two chair were empty, Y/n was silent about it, too busy asking what America wanted to eat. The handing over the plate to her father.

"Have you spoke to you're brother?" Her mother asked.

Y/n shrugged, picking at her food, "not really."

That was a touchy subject to start dinner off with.

"You have a lovely house Mr.Castiglione." Stephen intruppted.

She smiled, "thank you, it's nice to know I can still decorate to please the guests."

Stephen smiled in response drinking some water.

"So when did you two get married?" Her mother asked.

"We didn't." Y/n responded, "Not yet."

"You're engaged? And didnt think to tell me Y/n?" Her mother spoke.

"It's been quiet hetic at our house lately." Y/n responded.

Crazy witch lady chasing you hectic

"Me and Stephen barely been able to enjoy it ourself." Y/n told smiling at Stephen.

"Too busy to tell you're mother you had a child?" She questioned.

"America's a new addition to the house." Stephen spoke, the girl smiling, shortly before returning to her plate of handmade ravs infront of her.

America had been silent the whole time: she too invested in the good food.

"I bet everyone tommrow will be excited to see the three of you at the reunion." Her mother spoke, "We always love new Castigliones."

"Glad to be welcomed so easily." Stephen smiled causing Y/n to roll her eyes as she drank her water.

Atleast Stephen was buttering her mother up.

"So what do you do for work Stephen?" She questioned.

There it was. The dreaded question.

"I work for the New York Sanctum." He responded.

"A religious man then?" Her mother spoke.

"In a way." Stephen responded, "It's quiet diffrent from other religions."

There was a knock on the door intruppting dinner. Her father getting up to get it. It must've been a nice surpise because he was laughing within the next few mintues: a smile in his voice.

In came her twin Frank Castle and a teenager.

"Francis!"

Y/n stiffled a laugh: Francis

He said his hellos and gave a kiss to there mothers head, he had brought a cheap bottle of wine that there dad loved so much and was more of forced down to sit and stay than anything.

"Francis."

"Funny."

"I know Im hilarious."

Acting like kids again.

"I should take you in now." Y/n teased.

"Please you couldnt catch me if you wanted Avenger."

Y/n scoffed a laugh, "Try me: Punisher ."

They laughed each other off shaking hands over the table firmly.

"Stephen, America, This is Francis- Ow!"

She had bene kicked in the leg, she kicking him back in response a foot war already starting.

"Hey hey!"

They stopped quickly at the sound of there dad.

"Who's the kid?"

"Im not a kid."

"Be nice. This is Amy."

"How'd you get ropped up with Frank?" Y/n asked, "Or did he get involed in something that was non of his business again?"

"Maybe you are his twin after all." Amy spoke.

"Come on! Stop eating and talk! All of you!" There mother scolded.

Dinner turned out better than expected, Frank had formally met Stephen, a firm handshake to accompany such a interaction. It was filled with laughter and conversation. Dessert accompanied dinner afterwards.

America was pretty happy Y/n had tried the sweets she was helping in assiting in making. Coffee accompany tirasumu cakes and cannolis. Everyone migrated to the living room to rest, someone had put on the old record player: old Italian pop ( if you could even call it pop) played in the background as everyone laughed and danced.

The dog even joining in.

Yet as the night got late, excited music turned to those older tunes, slow love songs and even slower songs to lull people to sleep.

Y/n had fallen asleep on the couch with America securely under her arm: like an old mother bird covering her babies from the rain. Her head resting in Stephen's lap as he rubbed he temple. It was her dad who came and tapped him on the shoulder. Telling him the guest room was open.

Though it was risky: Stephen took America away from Y/n, both knocked out cold. He carried her the instructed way he set America down in the bed he returning for Y/n.

She was already up trying to open her eyes.

"America- Where's America-"

"Hey. Hey. It's okay." He shushed, "she's okay. Come on."

He picked her up, carrying her to the guest room he laying her down in the bed. He not bothering to change out of his chlothes as he laid besides her, his arm wrapping around her casuing her to smile.

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[ladylovesloki]

Something Real: Chapter Eighteen

Pairings: Loki X Reader

Warnings: Language? Mild violence.

Summary: The Maza Saga continues…

A/N: I am soo so sorry. Between work and the one year anniversary of my dog passing away this coming weekend, I’ve been too depressed to write. I think I might end part one of this series in a couple more chapters and then open up my requests for a little bit to get the inspiration going again..maybe dabble in a different fandom until season 2 of Loki comes out 🤷🏻‍♀️

Enjoy 💚

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The sound of the machine monitoring your heart rate is driving you absolutely insane. You tried your best to focus on other sounds, the healers working around you, Loki and the boys talking to each other. Thor, Val and Sylvie come by as well.

It’s torture.

You’ve heard Narfi crying over you, telling you how sorry he is that he can’t feel what you’re feeling. Apologizing at night before he goes to sleep, wishing this ability was never given to him. How he would give anything to get even a short glimpse of your emotions. You didn’t hear Vali talk much, you just felt his presence. He would hold your hand every time he came to see you.

You’re not sure how long you have been asleep until you hear shouting outside your door.

“It’s been a week Thor! And nothing! No change. I can no longer just sit here and watch her like this…”, you can hear Loki yell his frustrations at his brother.

“I know brother..but what will you do? We still don’t know the cause of this…the only hope we have is to find Sif.”, Thor tries to calm his irate brother.

“Sif was it? Or was it Maza?”, Loki shoots back.

“We don’t know that for sure…”.

“Oh spare me Thor…she used the memories of the people we love to hurt y/n. If that wasn’t Maza herself using a disguise she used some other dark magic in order to conjure the likeness of Sif..I let my guard down and y/n was hurt as a result…this is all my fault…I should’ve never traveled to this time, they were better off without me.”, Loki sits down and once again puts his face in his hands miserably.

Thor sits down in the seat next to him, “brother no…your family needs you, they have always needed you…this woman is sick in the mind and you’re right…she used our hearts against us…but now we must use them against her..”

Loki looks to Thor with tears falling down his face, “how?”.

Thor is taken aback at first, Loki rarely showed this type of emotion with him and he has certainly never asked him how to defeat a foe before. 

“We have mother’s books..have we searched through them for an answer?”, he suggested.

Loki’s eyes widen for a moment, “no..honestly I had not thought of that…”. Loki calls one of his mothers spell books to him and he places it on his lap skimming through the contents. Hopefully Thor was on to something…

You try and listen the best you can but after Loki calms down all you could hear are their murmurs through the door. You bring your focus to your immediate surroundings and try to send some type of message to Narfi. You’ve been trying to reach out to him with your mind but it obviously has not worked. You can feel your boys sitting on your bed cuddling with you.

“Please mommy…you need to wake up…”, Narfi says softly.

You feel a hand on your forehead at first it was a normal warm hand and then it turned bitterly cold.

“Narfi! Stop!”, Vali yells to his brother.

The cold hand is immediately ripped from your forehead. Narfi must’ve been putting so much effort into trying to feel your emotions his jotun form must’ve taken over. “I’m sorry..I didn’t know…”

You feel another hand on your head, “it’s ok Narfi…it doesn’t look like you burned her..did you feel anything?”

“No..nothing…I’m scared Vali..what if she doesn’t come back?”, Narfi asks his brother sadly.

“She’s gonna come back Narf…Dad and Uncle Thor are going to find out what’s wrong and bring her back..”, Vali soothes his brother.

You want to reach out and hold them so badly, you were so proud that they were supporting each other. You can feel your eyes start to water and then you swear you can feel a single tear slide down your face.

“Vali! Look!”, Narfi yelps.

“Is that?…Dad!!”, Vali calls out to Loki. You hear the doors slam open and rushed footsteps.

“What is it? What happened?”, you hear Loki’s frantic voice.

“She’s crying. Mom is crying!”, Vali explains.

You feel someone get close to your face and then gently wipes the tear away.

“Y/n…darling?”, he sits next to you on the bed and takes your hand in his. “Darling if you can hear me..please know we are doing everything we can to find out what has happened. Please try and stay calm and know that we love you and are waiting for you. We will find the answer..I promise you my love.”

“We love you mommy.”, you hear Narfi sniffle.

“Loki.”, Val’s voice reaches your ears.

You feel Loki shift to look at her you assume, “anything?”

“I believe we found where Maza might be hiding..”, she informs the group.

Loki stands abruptly, “where?”

“A shack just on the outskirts of New Asgard, the guards saw a flash of light while they were on patrol last night. When he got a closer look he said that he saw the old shack and might’ve seen a women inside of it.”

“Might’ve?”, Thor asks skeptically.

“He didn’t want to approach and spook her just in case. The guards are under strict instructions to not engage her.”, Val explained.

“We should go and see..if it’s Maza, she won’t know we’re coming..”, Loki makes a move to the door.

“Wait a moment…we should come up with a plan first before we go in ready to attack..what if it’s some fisherwoman trying to live in peace?”, Sylvie recommends.

“She’s right. Let’s come up with a plan, we’ll catch her by surprise. We can’t let her escape again.”, Val says with authority.

While the adults come up with a plan of attack, Narfi leans over to whisper in his mother’s ear, “don’t worry mommy, daddy is gonna save you again…”. He leans in and gives you a quick kiss on your forehead. He wished so badly he could hear your voice, that you would wake up and everything will be ok. Narfi sits quietly next you for a moment and then it hits him, he’s always strongest when Vali shares his magic with him. Maybe if they did that now, he will be able to reach your emotions without bringing out his jotun form. “Psst…hey..Vali…”.

Vali looks over at his brother, a little irritated look on his face as he was trying to eavesdrop on the adults, “what?!”, he whisper yells and Narfi.

“Come here.”, Narfi waves him to come over to his side.

Vali rolls his eyes and gets up out of his seat, “what?”.

“Give me your hand…you remember how we helped dad save mom at the cemetery?”, Narfi asks as he takes Vali’s hand in his.

Vali nods his head, “yea…”

“I’m gonna try and read mom again but with your help this time.”, Narfi explains.

Vali takes a deep breath, nods and holds his brothers hand a little tighter, “ok..let’s do it.”

Narfi lays his open hand on your head when he feels his brothers magic flow through his body and then it was like he found the right key to a locked door. The flood of emotions he was feeling from your was staggering, he feels your fear, sadness and desperation to be with your family again. 

“I got her!”, Narfi yelps.

“Dad!”, Vali calls out to Loki who immediately looks over to him. He sees Vali’s wide eyes and assumes the worst so he runs back over to the bed.

“What is it?!”, he sees Narfi’s hand on your forehead again.

“He can feel her…”, Vali tells his panicking father.

Loki looks over to Narfi, “Narfi?”

“I got her dad…”.

“Well done my son…keep holding on to the connection”, he places his hand over Narfi’s hand that is laying on your forehead. Loki closes his eyes and uses his seidr to follow his sons trail to your emotions. And then he sees…you…surrounded by white clouds…almost like he was seeing you in the heavens.

“Oh..my darling…”, he breathes out and runs to you. As soon as he reaches you he takes you into his arms.

“Loki?! What is this? Where are we?”, you ask slightly panicked.

“I think we’re in your mind my love, Vali is assisting Narfi to reach you.”, Loki explained.

“Loki…what’s going on?”

“We don’t know yet darling, we believe that the apple that Lady Sif brought you was possibly cursed or poisoned..”, Loki explains.

“Why would she do something like that?”, you ask sadly.

“I don’t believe it was actually her…I believe Maza is behind all of this…the guards…”

You interrupt him, “think they found her just outside Asgard?”.

“You can hear us?”, Loki asks relieved.

You nod, “Mostly... I love you all so much..I just want to be home..”

He cups your face in his large hands, “I know my heart, soon…I promise you..but until then I need you to stay strong…we will all be together.”

You nod and close your eyes, absorbing the feel of him. “Tell the boys I love them.”

He nods and wipes away some tears that fell from your eyes, “I will..”. He leans down and kisses you deeply but then he hears him. It sounded like it was Narfi but his voice sounded so far away, almost like an echo.

“Dad! Dad! Come…..back…dad! Come back!…”

Loki breaks away from the kiss and looks at you with wide eyes, “stay strong my love..”

You nod and give him a confident stare, “kick that bitches ass for me.”

He smiles, “with pleasure.”

He gives you one last kiss on your forehead and reluctantly pulls away from you, he closes his eyes and once again reaches out for Narfi’s magic. This time following the trail back to him.

Loki snaps back to the group and he sees Thor’s panicked face in his.

“Brother?…”, Thor asks gently.

Loki pushes him away, “it’s called personal space Thor…Odin’s beard…”

“Forgive me brother, you seemed lost…what happened?”

Narfi grabs Loki’s hand, “did you find mommy? She feels calmer…”

Loki nods and smiles at his boys, “I did and she said she loves you both very much…I believe she’s ok now knowing we are working towards a plan…she did tell me she hears most of what we are saying to her. So while we are gone, I need you to continue talking to her.”

They both nod, understanding that this mission to find the person that did this to their mother is not a place for them to be.

Loki looks at them proudly, “good..I love you both. Do not leave this room unattended…understood?

They nod again and both throw themselves at their dad, bringing him into a tight embrace.

“We love you daddy.”, Narfi says in his ear.

He closes his eyes, “You have no idea how much I love you boys, you both and your mother are the most important people in my existence.”

Vali pulls back to look Loki in the eyes, “be careful dad.”

He nods strongly at his son, “always.” He rubs their backs comfortingly and gives them both kisses on their heads. Loki gives you once more look, gives you a kiss as well and then looks to Thor and nods. “Ready?”

Thor nods back at him, “ready.”

Loki, Thor, Val and Sylvie all make their way out of your hospital room. When they step out and the doors close Loki holds out his hands and enchants the door. Making sure his family and the healers working to save you are safe.

“Alright, lets portal to just outside the gates, the guards who spotted the shack will be waiting for us there.”

Loki nods and creates a portal for them, when they step through they see the guards waiting just as Val said they would be.

“Gentlemen…”, Val nods to the guards.

“My King, we believe we have found the Lady who attacked Lady Y/n…we saw a light that looked very similar to the portals that we have seen Prince Loki use. We will take you there if you are ready.”

Val nods, “yes, lead us there.”

The group makes their way, luckily the shack isn’t that far from the gates so the journey to get there wasn’t too long. As they walk Loki can make out a light, clearly coming from a small shack. As they get closer he sees the state of it was worse than what they could see from afar. They all duck down a good distance away to avoid being spotted too soon.

“So shall we just kick the door in again?”, Sylvie suggests.

Loki looks at her, “yes, because that worked so well the last time.”

“Oh and what you going to try showing up as one of her old lovers? That worked just as well as my plan didn’t it? I believe we both ended up blasted on our asses.”

“Alright you two…enough.”, Thor interrupts their bickering.

“You’re right Thor…enough of this..”, Loki transports to the front door of the cabin and to Sylvie’s surprise….kicks the door in. He finds Maza standing in the middle of the room, a smile on her face.

“Took you long enough.”, she says with a smirk.

“Woman..I’ve tired of your games. What did you put in the apple? Tell me and I’ll give you a quick death.”, Loki sneers at her.

“Oh but I am just getting started my love…”, she walks toward Loki. Confidently knowing he wouldn’t kill her without the answers he came for.

As soon as she gets within reaching distance Loki shoots his hand out and and wraps it around Maza’s neck.

“Enough Maza..tell me what you did to the apple. Tell me!”, Loki yells in her face.

“Not until I get what I want..”, she rasps through his tight hold around her throat.

Loki gives her a good shake, “and what is it you want?!”

“You…”, she smirks.

Loki picks her up and slams her body down on the floor, the old wood cracking underneath her from the force.

“When will you get it through your sick mind?”, Loki growls and lifts her up in the air again. Only to slam her back down.

Maza coughs and tries to catch the breath that was just forced out of her lungs, “never…it has always been you My Prince…only you. Give yourself to me…and I will tell you how to wake your sleeping princess.”

Loki stares down at her…contemplating her words. If he simply gave in to her demand his son’s would have their mother back. You would be released from the hell you are currently in. Before he could give it any more thought, Thor, Val and Sylvie come bursting through the door.

“Brother!”, Thor hurries over to Loki who looks like he was choking the life out of Maza. He takes Loki by the shoulders and rips him off of Maza, Sylvie and Val immediately take hold of Maza to stop her from running. Val quickly clasps Maza’s wrists together with shackles that will hinder her movement and her use of her magical abilities… No portaling away this time…

“She knows how to bring y/n back Thor…the key to waking her is in that woman’s mind…”, Loki practically sobs at Thor.

“I know Loki but we must go about this with a level head or it is possible she could do more harm to y/n….breathe..”, Thor softly speaks to Loki to calm his frantic brother down.

Loki closes his eyes and takes a deep breath, he opens them and locks eyes with Thor. He nods his head signaling that he’s collected enough to continue his interrogation without killing Maza. Thor nods back at Loki and slowly moves from in front of him, bringing Maza back into his view. 

“Alright..”, she looks to Loki, “what now?”, Sylvie asks.

Loki continues looking at Maza, “tell me what you did to the apple. Was it a spell? Poison?”.

Maza stares at him defiantly.

“I’ve already told you..you want answers?…give me what I want..”

“You will not have Loki harpy…you will be lucky to have your life after all of this.”, Thor responds.

“Well then I guess your precious nephews will never hear their mothers voice again..you choose.”

Thor looks to Loki who has a lost look on his face, “brother…you cannot be considering this.”

“What choice do we have Thor? My children need their mother.”

“They need you as well Loki. Don’t be foolish.”

“I’m not being foolish Thor, I’m trying to do the right thing by my children..by the woman I love.”, Loki says lowly to his brother. Truly lost on what else to do in the situation. 

“Loki…this is not the way…”, Thor implores.

“He’s right Loki..let us take her to the cells…we will get her to speak soon enough.”, Val says with a smile, excited at the prospect of forcibly getting the information from the woman that has terrorized her friend. 

“Good luck with that…”, Maza struggles more against their hold.

“Shut up.”, Sylvie gives her a rough shove and looks to Loki. “Loki…Val is right. No more rash decisions. We go about this wrong and you lose y/n…forever..”

Loki takes another deep breath and looks to Maza, “you will tell us how to bring y/n back. One way or another…”

“We’ll see abou….”, before Maza can finish her retort Val gives her a hard punch to the head, knocking her out.

“Let’s get her back to the city and in a cell. We can start her interrogation there.”, Val orders.

“I need to check on the children and y/n first.”, Loki says firmly.

Sylvie nods, “meet us in the dungeons.”. Loki nods back at her and creates a portal for Val and Sylvie that took them straight to the cells and created another for himself and Thor to the hospital. As soon as they step through what they see pulls at their heart strings. They see the twins laying down on their mother’s bed, Narfi on one side and Vali on the other. The both of them sound asleep.

Loki walks over to them and smiles down at his family, he brushes your hair from your forehead and leaned in to place a soft kiss. “I love you my darling. Soon. Soon you will be in my arms again. Just know our boys are watching over you, they are here with you…and as soon as I have the answer I will bring you home. I swear it to you.”

Loki places another kiss on your forehead and then places one on Narfi’s and Vali’s. 

Thor just stands back and quietly watches his brother with his family. Still not fully believing Loki was truly here. For so long he had to watch you raise Loki’s children alone, doing it with such grace and love. Always thinking about what Loki would want along the way. When Loki returned, Thor witnessed the piece of you that died with Loki return as well. Thor wanted this over. For his brother’s sake…he needed this over.

Loki takes one last look at his family and then walks over to Thor. “Let’s get this over with.”

The portal he conjures takes them directly to the cells where they see two guards who greet them with with a bow. “Prince Loki, Prince Thor. King Val and the Lady Sylvie await you with the prisoner Maza in cell 3.”

The Odinson’s walk next to each other down the long hall to the cells. It was built almost an exact replica to the cells in Asgard. Except once again Wakanda offered their advancements to help build a highly reinforced prison under the city. They find cell 3 where they see Sylvie and Val standing in front of Maza who is currently sitting in a chair, bound and a little bloody.

“I see you started without us.”, Loki points out as soon as they walk in the cell.

Sylvie looks over her shoulder at him and shrugs. 

“Has she said anything?”, Loki asks her.

“Nothing worth while. Just a load of bullshit honestly. Loki and I are meant to be..blah blah blah…can’t stop destiny…blah blah blah…the same old nonsense. Annoying really.”, Val informs them.

Loki walks up to Maza and grabs her by her chin roughly. “You’re going to tell us eventually. It’s up to you how many limbs you have left by the time you do.”

“I’m not afraid of pain Laufeyson.”

Loki smiles at her, “stop trying to distract me with old ghosts.”. He kneels in front of her, making sure they maintain eye contact. His grip on her face not loosening. “Tell me what you did. And I will be merciful. I will be merciful because y/n would want me to be. Even after everything you have done. She would still show you mercy. So tell me Maza…tell me what you did.”

She looks at Loki for a long moment and then loses her composure, “why couldn’t you love me this much? I would have given you everything! Children that were actually yours! Power!”

“When will you understand?! I will never love you Maza!”, Loki reiterates strongly.

“Why?! Because of the children? They will move on from you my love…they survived without you for this long…they will simply go back to what was…”, she pleads with him.

“I could never love you Maza…you don’t understand. I will love y/n for the rest of my days…there is no one for me but y/n. I will not leave her again. For anything or anyone.”, he’s speaking calmly to her now. Dangerously calm.

Loki puts his hand around Maza’s throat and stands up, he places his free hand on her forehead and tries to break through the many barriers she has built up in her mind to keep him out. Thor’s suggestion to look through mother’s books was actually useful, he was able to get the gist of what type of spells Maza might utilize while they were hunting her down. One of those spells was a powerful one that Frigga used to keep enemies from penetrating her mind. 

One by one he can feel the walls Maza built coming down, he could feel her mind calling to him. The sounds of her memories getting louder and louder and then Loki felt nothing but pain. It ripped through his body like a bolt of lightning from Stormbreaker. The only sound he heard now was a high pitched ring that made it feel like his ears were bleeding. And then everything went silent.

Silent and black.

To be continued…

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Nights at the Circus: Part XXIV

Convincing Thor to join in your plan is more difficult than you think, but putting your plan into action will be the hardest part of all. Will the first step in your quest go off without a hitch? Or was trusting the Maximoff twins a bad idea?

SERIES MASTERLIST

Content Warning: action Word Count: 3.7k

The next morning, while you slept in late, Loki made his way to his brother’s apartments, which were on the first floor of the residence area, next to the kitchens. You and the Maximoffs decided that Loki knew more about Thor than anyone else, and therefore, would be best able to find a part of him to exploit in order to gain his trust and his aid in your covert mission. 

“Thor?” he asked, banging on the door. “Are you in?”

“Yes,” came a voice…from behind him. 

Loki spun around to see Thor standing before him, looking a little perplexed. “Are you calling on me? How often has that happened since you began seeing the Firebird?”

The God of Mischief sighed and shrugged, acting as if he felt regret choosing nights rolling around naked with you over nights watching silly television shows with Thor. “Are you already suspicious of me, brother? When I have yet to tell you the occasion for my visit?”

Thor grunted and nodded. “I’m a little tired just now.”

“It’s ten-fifteen in the morning.”

Loki nodded, presenting the offerings of mead and pop-tarts in his arms. “You’re planning to bribe me?” Thor looked moderately interested in the gifts. 

“No, I’m planning to calmly explain to you why you should consider my proposal…the mead and the pastry slabs are just perks.”

Thor sighed. “Alright,” he said, clearly in a grumpy mood. “Come on in.”

After he was granted entry into Thor’s living room, which was in disarray, to say the least, Loki scrunched his nose. Clothes, papers, even old food containers, littered the floor and sofa. Loki grimaced at the sight. Thor had never been the tidiest of people (he always had chambermaids to clean up after him on Asgard), and one could always tell when a space had been lived in by the God of Thunder. 

“You want something,” Thor accused almost immediately. 

“Yes,” Loki said simply as he placed the presents on a nearby table. “We need you to help us achieve something a bit outside of the parameters of my probation.”

Thor looked at his little brother with disbelief. “You have to be joking. We’ve talked about your magic before!”

Loki shook his head. “You’re one of the few Avengers who can come and go as he chooses. And this isn’t really for me, so much as it is for Y/N.” 

The blonde god sighed and let gravity throw him down onto the sofa, shaking his head as if it was already a lost cause. “Freyja’s poisoned you for certain.”

“All the more reason to aid us,” Loki replied. “I know that girl you fell for sent you a dismissal letter. What was her name? June?”

“JANE,” hissed Thor. “And I’ll thank you not to bring her up. EVER.”

Loki bit his lip. Tread lightly, this is for Y/N.

“I apologize,” he said instead. 

Thor looked up incredulously. “You apologize? Ha, maybe the Firebird has had more influence on you than even you are aware of!” 

Looking down at his feet, Loki thought of you, and it occurred to him in that moment that he wasn’t usually the one to apologize. Maybe he was softening? Maybe that wasn’t such a bad thing. 

“So, what is this great task you wish me to aid you with?” asked Thor. “I need to know what it is before I tell you why you are insane and why I won’t be a part of it.” 

Loki thought for a moment, hoping that he’d find the right words to sway Thor. “She’s never known much about her powers or her past. Wanda Maximoff thinks there’s a clue somewhere in the mountains north of here. We would only be gone a day or two--”

“--you wish for me to come with you?”

“I wish for you to cover our escape,” Loki answered.

Thor started laughing. “Oh no! No, no, no! You have made some jokes in your time, Loki, but this one, I swear--”

“--I’m not in jest, brother,” Loki growled. “I will make a projection to pace around my room to throw off the scent, and all we really need is someone to wear Wanda’s monitor and make it look like she is walking around her room every so often,” he continued to explain. 

“And the security cameras in every corner of this place?” Thor suggested.

“Once Wanda is untethered, she can project images of empty hallways into the minds of the guards,” Loki said. “Pietro can move quickly enough to scout our path of escape, and Y/N and I will follow them until we are out of Midtown.”

“You have thought this out thoroughly,” Thor remarked. “But I stand by my answer.”

Loki bit his lip. “Why, brother, would you deny my lover this one chance to learn who she is?”

Thor scowled. “You know why. I watched as you let go of my hand and fell off the Rainbow Bridge. I watched you die, Loki. I won’t watch it happen again, especially if there were a way I could stop it.”

“But this isn’t about my life,” Loki pleaded. “It’s about her future.”

Thor looked at Loki, as if studying him for a moment. “You’d lay down your life for her to learn information about herself that her family could provide her with?” Loki nodded firmly. 

“Her family is ashamed of her,” he answered. “They made her hide most of what she could do, which is why we found her with a traveling circus. They believed she could hide her real fire amongst the illusions of the rest of the magicians that performed there.” 

Thor looked away. “Guilt won’t work. I’ve seen you die, and I’d rather not be made to see it again.”

“And yet you condemn me by refusing to help us,” the younger brother answered. “Because I will be doing this for her whether or not you aid…but aiding us will better protect me.”

“And have you considered her consequences? The Maximoffs? Where THEY will go if you fail?”

Loki nodded. “We’ve talked it through--”

“--truly, you get the easy punishment,” Thor interrupted. “Your Firebird, as well as the Twins, would spend the rest of their natural lives in prison!” 

Loki sneered. “And as I’ve said once already: that is much less likely to occur if you would HELP US!”

Thor stood and walked to Loki so that there was barely any air between their bodies. “Leave me, Loki. I don't want to hear any more of this. Go now, or I will go to Fury myself.”

Loki, for once, had no more to say. His brother was dismissing him and threatening to tattle on him! Perhaps there truly was no convincing him otherwise; even the power of love couldn’t sway him now. 

“My, I’m far from the only one who has changed after living on Midgard,” he mused. “As I recall, the triggering event that led to my fall from the Rainbow Bridge in the first place was YOU insisting we ride into battle without thinking of consequences! I now see there is no convincing you, but we are doing this, whether or not we have your support” he mumbled sadly, going for the door with his proverbial tail between his legs. Just before he closed it behind him, Loki stopped for one more quip. 

“I’ll be sure to thank you in my acceptance speech from the executioner’s block.”

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You shook your head. “We aren’t going to do it, then,” you insisted, pouring a cup of coffee for Pietro, who was already showing a dependency on caffeine (it was the closest he could come to feeling his naturally-lightning metabolism again, though it was still a dull comparison). The four of you had reconvened after Loki failed to recruit his brother to the cause, and the mood in the room was much less optimistic than before. 

“Yes we are,” Loki replied. “More than ever, I wish to do this for you.”

“Well, then you’re going to do it without me,” you decided. 

Wanda laughed. “Then what is the point of going at all?”

“You don't die or rot in jail,” you answered. 

“If I have to steal the documents and bring them home like a delivery boy--”

“--Loki, stop. It was fun to indulge in this fantasy for a moment, but now that the stakes are even higher, and now that we know we are on our own, I can’t let you--”

A loud, boisterous knock on the door interrupted you. Pietro went to get it. Thor stood in the doorway, looking like he’d just spent a year straight in battle. “Thunder Man,” Pietro announced. 

“May I come in?” he asked. Loki looked at you, and you nodded with permission. 

“Have you reconsidered?” he asked, hopefully. 

Thor pursed his lips with skepticism. “Not yet, I want to hear what Y/N has to say first.”

Christ, no pressure whatsoever, you thought, taking a deep breath. 

“Would you like some coffee? Tea? Cocoa?” you offered. Thor shook his head. 

“My belly is full of mead already,” he refused, giving Loki an accusatory look. “My brother came to me earlier with a rather wild proposal.”

“Yes,” you affirmed. “I know he did.”

“And does this really mean so much to you?” Thor followed up. “That you’d sacrifice the lives of others for the answers to your past?”

“THOR!” Loki barked defensively. “DO NOT ACCUSE HER--”

“--I was the one who came forward first,” Wanda confessed, raising a shy hand. “Firebird has been the one insisting we think this through before doing anything.”

You held up a palm, insisting you speak on your own behalf. “Thor, my family never told me a word about where this fire came from, if they even ever knew anything themselves. They are the most boring group of people, and they like it that way. I fit in back before I was sixteen, and everything was fine by me. Ever since my powers appeared, my family has treated them like a virus or a disfigurement to hide. Like I was the monster that more civilized people told their children about at night.”

Loki looked at you, biting his lip to keep from saying anything. 

“At first, I never really thought about it. I always thought I agreed with them: that hiding would be for the best,” you went on. “But for the first time in my life, people believe in what I can do. Now that it’s become possible to get some answers…I want them. I want to know why they were afraid of me, so that maybe I can be better. Stronger, even.”

You felt a cool, soft hand slip into yours, and sure enough, Loki was beside you. 

“Please, Thor? We aren’t asking you to come with us. Only to help protect us,” you asked. 

Wanda and Pietro smiled and added to the pressure being heaped on the God of Thunder, who was shooting a very resentful look at his little brother. 

“You know how I feel about this,” Thor said. “I don’t want you to be arrested, Loki. You know where it leads.”

“Thor, I have been trapped here for a year,” Loki sighed. “When Y/N came here, I became a little less trapped. But I am still in a cage here, under constant threat of death if I ever dare be who I am at my core.”

Wanda stood. “As am I.”

“And me, I feel so sick all of the time,” Pietro added. 

“We all would rather put it on the line to help one of our own than to remain in our gilded cage, safe and sound,” Loki explained, gesturing to the Maximoffs. “What does that say to you?”

Thor grunted. “That you’re in love, my brother. And that you’ve forced my choice.”

“So, you’ll cover us?” you asked, hopefully. 

He looked at you, partially with disappointment, partially with fear. “Yes, Firebird. I will aid you. What exactly is it that you need of me?”

Wanda smiled. Pietro pumped his fist. Loki kissed your cheek, but you let go of his hand and went to put a delicate kiss on Thor’s hairy cheek. “Thank you, friend.”

Thor sighed. “This is for you, my sister.” He glared at his brother a moment, almost resentfully. “And don't let Loki ever think otherwise.”

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The night came. You were ready to leave the Tower and NYC for the quiet, chilly north country. Everyone was at the ready, positions taken, ready to leave the building one at a time for the lowest odds of being caught as a group and implicating all five Avengers involved in the scheme. 

Wanda’s suppressor had been easily slipped off of her thin ankles. Attaching it to Thor had been the difficult part, as it needed to be able to read heartbeats and steps. Thor’s ankle was decidedly larger, but eventually. with some trickery of your own (and about five or six rubber bands), Thor was shackled. He would move about slowly, and only in and around Wanda’s apartment for the day or so everyone would be missing. 

Now, she had made her way down to the security station on the fifth floor, where monitors from every camera in the building fed out into a large wall of screens. She would signal once the guards were under her spells of illusion and unconsciousness by sending red fog through the camera placed above the door to your gym, telling everyone it was time to move, while they all had the chance.

Pietro would go first. He didn’t even need to dodge the cameras. For the past three nights, he’d slipped his depressant pills under his tongue, so by this evening, his speed had returned to him in full. He only had to keep away from the others at dinner so no one would suspect. 

You would come out next, reliant on Wanda’s work to slip away. Loki, having more diverse magic, would bring up the rear, and pull Wanda away with him. They knew to meet yourself and Pietro at the Winter Garden Theater (where you’d had your first date with your god, no less), where you all would then be at the mercy of the dreaded New York City public transportation system. 

“There’s a train, an Amtrak, that goes as far north as Albany,” you explained while planning the escape route. “If we all can make the break by 11:30pm, it leaves at midnight from Penn.”

“And if one of us is caught or held up?” you asked. Loki decided that as long as you were out in the world, the mission would continue, and whoever had made the rendezvous spot by no later than 11:40pm would move forward. 

Thus, your ticking clock was set. 

Most of the Avengers team were either asleep, or at the very least retired to their rooms. It was usually a very safe hour to move about for anyone with a personal interest in remaining stealthy. 

You were standing in the doorway of the gym, looking up at the camera, waiting for it to turn completely red. Pietro was probably already en route to the Winter Garden. 

Loki’s gentle hand was running up and down your arm. “You’re trembling, love.”

“Shh!” you whispered reflexively. 

“Oh my dear, there is no one around to hear either of us if we screamed,” Loki replied. “It’s certainly your nerves.”

You sighed. “Not all of us are so apt in the ways of tricksters as you are. Some of us actually fear getting busted, you know.”

You felt his warm lips at the nape of your neck as Loki wrapped his arms around your torso from behind. “I will never let you fester in prison.”

“You can’t promise that,” you answered, your gut feeling heavy and solid. You were internally hoping that you wouldn’t blow chunks right there before anything exciting even transpired! 

Loki playfully nipped your earlobe, one of your favorite moves. “I can promise it, and I will promise it.”

The security camera above your heads began glowing faintly, a crimson halo encasing the device. “There it is,” you said fearfully, the worry clearly shaking your vocal chords. 

“Listen to me,” Loki said, turning you around and laying a kiss on your brow. “You are strong. You are fast. You can do this easily.”

“If I fail, it’s you that really pays the price,” you added, tears welling in your eyes. Loki cupped your face in a hand, wiping the tear away with his thumb. 

“You won’t. I’m putting my life in your hands, but don't let that pressure you. I don’t trust anyone with my life in the same way I do with you,” he admitted. “That’s how certain I am that everything will be fine, and in a few short days, we’ll return without being missed, with you holding ten times the knowledge you did before. You’ll use it to become the greatest of us all.”

You leaned in and kissed Loki with the force and passion of a final kiss…just in case. 

“Make it last until eleven-forty,” you said, smiling softly for his benefit. 

“Now, go, I need to find Wanda,” he instructed. 

You began to walk towards the stairwell, before turning back one last time. “Loki?” you called. 

“Yes, pet?”

“I love you,” you replied. 

He smiled. “I know. I love you too.”

“And when we get back,” you added, “After I’m done with you, you won’t be able to walk straight for a week.”

Loki’s best grin rolled across his face, and it was this that finally gave you the last bit of confidence you needed to stop shivering. “I would expect nothing less from you. Now, quick! Go fly, Firebird!” 

He took off like a shot down the other way. You quickly dashed down the stairwell. You couldn’t risk the elevator, as all it would take is the doors opening to one unexpected person staying late, or Steve coming back from retrieving a midnight snack to completely bust you. At least the stairwell was dark at night, and unless one was only going up/down a floor or two, no one would be using it after business hours. 

Seeing as the living spaces for the Avengers was on the top few floors of the Tower, it took you what felt like hours traversing down more than 120 floors of stairs and landings. There were no stirrings from around you on the floors, no suggestions that someone had found Wanda or Pietro or Loki sneaking around, like snakes in the water trying not to be spotted by predators. 

39…38…37…

“What’s that on the monitors??”

A loud male voice hollered from two floors below you all of the sudden. 

“What’s with the red stuff?” chimed a different, also male, voice. “Get to the security desk!”

Shit shit shit shit shit, you thought, freezing in place like a deer on a highway. 

There was no way to warn the others. All you could do was to wait until it sounded safe then make a mad dash for the door. If the video room was their destination, they’d be going down, not up. As long as you concealed yourself along the wall, amongst the shadows, you wouldn’t be spotted. Of course, that didn't stop the nerves from consuming you further. 

You smelled something burning. Gasping, you looked around, immediately dousing any flame that was popping up involuntarily on your body. 

But there was no glow around you, however, indicating any fire. Instead, you quickly realized you were doing something you’d never done before. You were smoking. 

Even weirder, looking down at your hands, you saw your hands slowly become the smoke you were emitting, disappearing from your sight but staying where they were, as if you were turning yourself into the plume slowly forming around you. 

The fuck is this?! you screamed internally. Am I breaking???

The harsh internal monologue seemed to reboot you, your hands quickly reforming and the smoke around you disappearing. 

Okay, whatever the hell that was, ignore it for now, you told yourself. Just. Go. 

The next several minutes were a complete blur as you did nothing but sprint and hide, sprint and hide, sprint and hide as you made your way down the stairs and out of the building. 

Just before you slunk out the designated side door, the red mist around the camera suddenly ceased, and alarm bells shrieked. 

Oh my god, Loki! He’s been caught! 

“Keep going,” was the voice that chimed in your head next, and it was his. You obeyed. What else was there you could do? Maybe he and Wanda could use their combined magic to escape yet?

Dashing down the street and as far away from the Tower as you could, you made your way the several blocks to the Winter Garden Theater. At least Pietro had made the rendezvous on time, as promised. He was casually leaning up against a wall, his foot bouncing nervously up and down so quickly you almost couldn’t tell. 

“You’re late!” he said quietly as you finally approached the checkpoint. 

“They caught us,” you cried. “Or, rather, them,” you added. Pietro, naturally a very pale man, somehow went even whiter in that moment. 

He asked, “Are you certain of this?”

You nodded, trying to hold back tears. “The cameras lost their red energy, alarms went off,  and men started yelling about the camera room.”

“Shit,” mumbled Pietro, looking at you desperately. “Well, remember what Loki said? We move forward no matter who we…who we lose.” You knew that when he paused, it was Wanda who came to his mind. 

You bit your lip in sadness. “What time is it?”

Pietro shrugged. “11:29?”

“We can wait until 11:40,” you suggested, desperately hoping they were only just a few steps behind you somehow. 

“Of course,” Pietro said. “But after that, we must--”

“--move on,” you finished. 

You both leaned your backs against the sides of the theater, looking at the Tower looming over the other buildings around you as lights quickly flicked on and the odds of Loki and Wanda making it out seemed less and less likely. For your part, all you and Pietro could do was keep vigil for as long as you could, hoping that your loved ones would soon rejoin you. 

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also i wound up rewatching the first guardians of the galaxy movie and it remains insane to me how..... much better that film is than avengers. like, five characters brought together by circumstance who start out antagonistic and eventually come together as a team: boom. done. done efficiently, effectively, with clarity about the five of them as individuals and about what bonds them as a group, and done without five movies' worth of preexisting backstory and audience investment that the avengers had and could not make functional use of. nothing in avengers is as funny as "nothing goes over my head. my reflexes are too quick and i would catch it" and nothing hits as hard as we are groot. and notice, by the way, that the two big emotional moments in the ramp up and the climax of guardians of the galaxy, a movie about a ragtag bunch of misfits learning to work together to become something greater than the sum of their parts, are both moments about the collective: we are groot; the four of us holding hands can share the impact of the plot rock, saving peter's life and securing victory. notice that, by contrast, the big moment in the avengers, a movie about OSTENSIBLY SAME, is about tony stark all by his very brave and important lonesome learning the meaning of self-sacrifice, or whatever the fuck. notice how sometimes things work better if like, the plot points of your movie in some way shape or form connect to and reflect the thing your movie is allegedly about. the other big difference is that the guardians meet in an authentically antagonistic fashion and then have to work together to get out of space jail. they are not enemies for very long! they bond real quick! but compare, again, to the avengers, where it's like, we all want to stop loki, our big problem is that we just don't like each other that much, which is not a real conflict and it is written stupidly. they all fight because of fake plot rock magic, bruce comes back because why? because this is the part in the movie where bruce comes back. stupid. (compare to gamora: "i've lived most of my life surrounded by my enemies; i'll be glad to die surrounded by my friends." simple! clear! one single line! ties into her entire Deal in the movie!) once again yes i wish that i could devote this level of thought to, literally, any other Content that exists on earth

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Loki x Reader: You meet President Loki

Summary: After being pruned, you and Loki end up in a very strange place. You meet other Loki variants, including one that looks exactly like your Loki, but he’s different. You’re not sure how to handle the insanity.

A/N: Hey guys just a quick little one shot for President Loki. I was disappointed that he wasn’t a more integral part of the episode and kind of just ended up being a joke. It was still cool he was in the show though. Anyway the reader ends up in that strange place with Loki. Eventually she meets President Loki. President Loki shows up to discuss a deal he made with Boastful Loki, he isn’t  content with having the bunker for himself. Luckly, the Lokis are there to protect her. Warnings: Reader makes fun of President Loki’s suit, President Loki wants the reader for himself. I hope you like it :) I might do another President Loki one shot depending on how this one goes.

You and Loki had been pruned together and ended up in a strange place. It looked desolate. You bet four other variants of Loki. One seemed to brag a lot. He was prideful. He held a large hammer. One was an alligator, one was an older Loki and the last one was a young boy. They saved you from that awful creature lurking in the sky. They led you to their hidden bunker. Each of them told their stories of how they ended up in there. “I defeated the Avengers and gathered all six Infinity Stones.” The alligator Loki growled. “That’s alligator for liar.” The older Loki said. “Well at least I didn’t eat the wrong neighbor’s cat!” Alligator Loki growled at the prideful Loki’s response. “Hey, take it easy you two!” You said. “What about you?” You asked the others. “I missed my brother and tried to leave to go find him. I survived my encounter with Thanos on our ship. I used magic to fool him. Thor and I were separated and I ended up isolating myself on a planet. I got lonely and decided to try and find Thor. That’s when the TVA showed up.” “I killed Thor...it was an accident.” They all looked at you and Loki. “I stole the Tesseract and escaped captivity and she was late for work.” “And you trust her?” Loki nodded. “Well, if you trust her, I suppose we can trust her, too.” The older Loki said.

You learned the creature’s name was Alioth. Loki had told the others he planned kill it. The Loki laughed telling him that it was no use. “Come on. We need to go.” “Why? They saved us. We shouldn’t just leave them.” “Y/N, listen. If we were sent here there’s a chance Mobius and Sylvie could be here too we need to find them.” “But Alioth could still be out there, if it is, we won’t get very far.” “Okay fine, I’ll climb up and see if it’s out there.” Loki climbed up the ladder and opened the hatch. There were a bunch of people, who you assumed to be variant Lokis, and a Loki in a green suit wearing a Vote Loki pen were all around. it. The Loki in the green suit looked exactly like Loki. “Ah, hello. Who might you be?” He even sounded like Loki, but his voice was different. It was smoother, it sounded a lot more menacing. It was clear to you that this Loki may have looked like your Loki, but he was completely different. You knew you didn’t want to be alone with him. “We’ve got company.”

They came down the ladder. “I’m here to discuss the deal we made.” The presidential Loki said to the prideful Loki. “I’m sorry, my king. I have betrayed you. I’m king now.” The prideful Loki said to young Loki. “You bastard, you led them to us!” The older Loki said. “About that, I’ve decided I want the throne.” The Loki army had their weapons ready. “That wasn’t the bargain! We give you supplies, you give us your army and I take the throne!” The prideful Loki said.  You quickly blurted out what you were thinking. “You look ridiculous. Where did you get the idea for that hideous suit, the mascot for Lucky Charms cereal? You could at least try to look presentable.” Poor impulse control on your part. The other Lokis chuckled. Given that there was so much junk around the place there had to be a Lucky Charms cereal box somewhere since they all seemed to know what you were talking about. 

You could tell you struck a nerve. It took a moment for the presidential Loki to regain his composure before he chuckled. “I like this one. How about a new bargain. My army, my throne, and I get to claim her for myself.” You didn’t like that at all. You could tell that this Loki was much more dangerous and selfish than the other Loki’s. He wanted you for himself, not because he cared about you. He wanted to own you, like property or a possession. Loki and the others got in front of you protectively and the alligator Loki growled. “About that...” One of the Lokis in the army said. Soon all the Lokis began fighting and the older Loki created a cloud of magic for all of you to escape. You quickly made you way through it to safety, feeling relieved the ordeal was over. @freeshavacadoodx

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४ MISCHIEVOUS MISSION ~ LOKI x READER

Pairing: Loki Laufeyson x Reader                                                             Rating: T                                                                                         Warnings: N/A                                                                                     Summary: In the heat of battle, Loki transports the both of you into a weird a spot. (Inspired by this prompt list from @screnwriter)               

A/N: Look who finally wrote more content! I’m super excited to be able to write for the Marvel fandom, specifically for my love, Loki. This is something really quick that I was able to get out to get my juices flowing for two other fics that I’m hoping will come a little easier to me. I hope you enjoy!

It had been exactly thirty days since you had met him, and each day it became harder to be in the same room as him.

It wasn’t that you hated Loki; it was just that you didn’t exactly care for the god’s arrogance, broodiness, sarcasm, handsomeness...okay, everything about him was driving you to the brink of pure insanity.

You had been training with the Avengers for the past year ever since Wanda had discovered you stranded on an island off the coast of Greece.

A mission within a mission, she had teased.

Your powers had drawn her to you, pleading for someone to help you. Ever since your rescue, you had been repaying her favor by fighting alongside the rest of her team of superheroes. A purpose which, before you had joined, you had deemed to simply be an excuse for Tony Stark to play iron god in the sky.

Wanda had become your closest confidant and mentor, training you daily on how to perfect your magical abilities. Though they weren’t nearly as strong as her own, you hoped to one day fight at her side and make the Scarlet Witch proud to have taken a chance on the lonely girl that she found on the crusted rock by the bay.

Your time at the compound had been picture-perfect until the God of Thunder returned to the base with his brother, Loki, after an extended mission in the cosmos. 

Once Loki had discovered that another sorceress was present in the compound, he made it his mischievous mission to mess you up in all ways possible, using his powers to manipulate you during training, out in the field, and even in the kitchen when you were trying to prepare dinner.

At first, you loathed the prince. Of course, you had known who he was: the crazed Asgardian god who played a failure of a pawn on behalf of the Mad Titan in New York all those years ago. You had even felt compassion for his manipulation, but, upon meeting him, his arrogance and dirty way of playing made you utterly exhausted and angered. The fact that he was positively beautiful did nothing to help your aggravation.

Then came that one fateful evening in the training den in which Wanda insisted that Loki push your buttons to see if you had any of his powers.

“It’s quite cute of you to think that a simple power blast could knock me down,” he smirked at you, the both of you walking in circles around one another on top of a black mat, your hands drawn as weapons at one another.

“It’s also quite cute of you to underestimate the power that grows within in me,” you snapped, shooting an electric current with your right hand.

The god chuckled darkly, using his green seidr to lasso the current and reflect it back onto you. You fell onto your back with a thump as Loki straddled your waist, his hand grabbing both of your wrists and pinning them above your head.

You looked up and gasped as his blue eyes pierced into your own, his raven locks framing his pale face in a way that made your heart skip a beat. Your chest heaved into the man’s face as you attempted to regain your breath.

With a lick of his lips, the man’s eyes glanced down at your breasts before looking back to your gaze. He narrowed his eyes, whispering huskily, “Rule of thumb, pet. Never lose sight of the enemy. Even if he’s as attractive as the one you’re currently up against.”

Your hatred for him disappeared after that day, the bile that once rose in your throat in anger quickly being replaced by the sensation of butterflies in your stomach upon seeing him.

Loki knew all too well the affect that he had on you. After the duel in the training den, his flirtations became more frequent and daring, as well as the need to brush past you or simply touch your skin.

It seemed that his new mischievous mission was to always paint redness in the form of a blush onto your cheeks.

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The 25th day of each month was always a very eventful day at the Avengers compound.

Once a month, Sam Wilson insisted that all of the assembled come together to practice in a simulated battle. Call it a simple bonding exercise or another excuse for more training under the Falcon’s wing, but you were grateful for how close it allowed you to become to each of the Avengers.

After each of the team captains pulled names out of a hat, you tried to remain visibly indifferent at the idea of being on the same team as Loki. 

He, however, had different plans.

“How incredibly exciting,” he drawled sarcastically, adjusting the leather fingerless gloves on his hands as he approached you from the side where you were adjusting your own training gear. “I must admit, I was really hoping for the chance to fight against you again, pet.”

You shivered as you felt his voice brush against your ear. You looked up at him with a quirked eyebrow, “And why would that be, Highness?”

“I quite enjoyed how our last battled ended,” he winked, leaving you with parted lips as you watched him retreat to the other end of the training den to his brother, the captain of the opposing team.

“Careful there,” came a sweet voice from behind you, causing you to jump and clutch at your chest. Wanda chuckled, resting her hand on your shoulder, “He’s nothing but trouble, that one.”

“I know,” you groaned, tying your hair into a ponytail as you looked at your mentor. “He’s a pain in the ass.”

“Is that why your cheeks are so red?” she asked, quirking an eyebrow as she crossed her arms over her armor.

You looked sideways before returning her glance with pleading eyes, “Don’t make me regret telling you anything.”

“Mum’s the word,” she whispered, winking at you before looking over at the god. “For the record, though, I do think he’s fond of you.”

“Oh, please just drop it, Wanda,” you whined, starting to walk to the exit of the den with your mentor at your hip. “I don’t want to be any more distracted than I already am.”

“Okay, okay,” she surrendered with a sweet smile. “Remember, just because we’re friends, that doesn’t mean I’m not going to kick your ass if given the chance.”

You smiled, instantly calming down before nudging her shoulder, “Bring it, Miss Scarlet.”

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The pseudo-battle started off strongly enough, many Avengers finding their targets quite easily. After an interesting struggle for power with Scott Lang and an army of ants, you found yourself in a deserted hallway within the compound searching for any sign of struggle.

After allowing yourself a quick breather as a reward for a tiny victor against a bug’s life, you jumped when you heard a monstrous roar coming from down the corridor.

Fucking Bruce.

Panic set in your veins, for you knew in your heart that Bruce was probably the hardest Avenger to defeat with the exception of Wanda. Slowly, you began to walk forward before standing still in confusion as Loki rounded a corner with panic in his eyes.

“Pet!” he yelled as he approached, quickly grabbing your waist with both hands before both of your bodies were engulfed with his seidr.

Your eyes remained shut tightly until you felt the wide open space surrounding you shift into something much tighter and discomforting. You slowly opened your eyes, gasping when you discovered how close Loki’s face was to your own. 

And with how dark the room you were in truly was.

“What in the hell-” you started, looking around in a panic before realizing in embarrassment that your hands were gripping Loki’s pecs tightly through his leather armor.

“The green giant,” he breathed harshly, trying to regain his breath as he shook his head. “He just doesn’t know when to quit.”

You swallowed thickly, the air growing thicker as you looked up at him under dark and thick lashes, “So you just...disappeared?”

“Illusion casting,” he replied, looking at you as if it was the most obvious answer in the world. “He’s still fighting a version of myself, I just...Bruce and I have a complicated past.”

“Oh, trust me,” you giggled. “I’ve heard from Tony.”

Loki smiled, genuinely smiled, down at you, his bright blue eyes glowing in the darkness of the confines of the room as he watched you laugh at the memory of Tony telling the story one night. The god’s hands never released your waist.

“Um...” you started, tapping your fingers against his armor. “Where are we, Loki?”

“Some utility closet in the compound,” he reassured you, his thumbs moving up and down your hips. “We’re completely safe.”

“Well, I’m with you, so that’s debatable,” you whispered with a smirk, looking down at his chest.

“I can assure you that I would never harm you, pet,” he whispered back, leaning down so that his forehead pressed against your own. “Especially since we are on the same team.”

You snorted slightly, rolling your eyes as you slapped his chest playfully, “You’re incorrigible.”

“And you’re absolutely breathtaking,” he replied hoarsely, causing you to look up into his eyes with parted lips.

The room seemed to spin as one of his hands trailed up your side until it brushed past your jaw until it gripped your chin lightly, “You remind me of an innocent little doe with those wide, beautiful eyes.”

“I’m not innocent,” you replied daringly, licking your lower lip as you stared at his own lips, begging silently in your mind for him to close the distance between the two of you.

“Oh, I’m going to have so much fun with you,” he snarled, leaning down slowly, the both of your breaths becoming one as-

The utility door swung open quickly, revealing a prideful-looking Thor with a wide smile, “Brother!”

You both flew away from each other, knocking into various supplies in the act of being caught. As if he slowly began to put the puzzle pieces together of what he just interrupted, Thor’s eyes widened and he suddenly became very sheepish.

“Oh, my mistake. I’ll just-uh, leave you two here to uh-” and with that, the once prideful and mighty Thor closed the door quickly and left the two of you alone in awkward silence.

“Can your seidr get us off of this compound?

“Absolutely.”

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A Consolation Fluff Loki Snippet.

// Here you go @is-it-madness & @loki-yoursaviourishere! As promised! It’s just Loki babysitting Morgan. Very short. He’s good with kids. That’s it. That’s the thing. // 

When Pepper had plead for you to sit for Morgan, you had initially turned her down. Cold. You love Morgan, you love Pepper, but you’re going to be out at work that day and can’t stay home with her. You wouldn’t want to leave her alone: she’s smart but not ready to be left alone. Of course, you’d be back at 7, but the four hours beforehand? You’re out on a meeting.

You were in the process of declining her offer when Loki interrupted.

“I can do it. Though my darling will be at work, I am usually at the apartment,” he suggests stone faced. You glance to him and brush your hand over his.

“You?” Pepper gawks. Loki glares at her darkly.

“And why not, mortal? Am I not suitable enough? Not enough for your spawn? I promise you, I can care for your child just as well as she could,” he pulls you to his side and grasps your waist, “And you don’t even have to pay my exuberant fees for my incredible services. And trust me, your Morgan will never wish for another ’sitter’ again.”

Pepper looks at you nervously as if to say, you vouch for him?

You peer up at Loki’s defined features hesitantly. He winks at you: trust me.

“It’s all good Pepper. Loki’s really responsible and aware,” you smile, rubbing Loki’s back and leaning on his side. Pepper thanks him and smiles as she hands him the proper information. Loki’ll entertain her from 3-7, and you’ll put her to bed after dinner at 8.

“Thanks again, you guys! A true lifesaver,” Pepper says and then leaves to get Morgan from daycare. The second she’s gone, you turn to Loki.

“What are you, insane? Pepper’s super careful! Are you sure you can handle this? You can’t help ticking off adults sometimes, Morgan’s only 6! Loki-“

Loki cuts you off by lifting your chin and kissing you softly.

“I can handle this, my love. Don’t worry, she’ll be fine and quite content in my care.”

“But-“

“Don’t doubt my talents, my love. It’s all going to be fine,”

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You worried. You don’t want to say it was doubt but it was certainly something. You trust Loki. You do! But with children?

Any one of the Avengers & Co shouldn’t be trusted with children unsupervised.

They are children.

You hurry home, walking very fast and catching an earlier subway, and get home at 6:50 on the dot. Your hands shake as you put the key in the lock: it’s silent inside your home, it should never be silent with a small child- swinging the door open presents you with not a frightening scene but one that makes you want to rather squee. You make sure to stay quiet so you can snap a picture without disturbing them.

Loki’s on the floor cross-legged next to Morgan by the low living room table teaching her how to drink tea royally. He’s in his full Asgardian armor, and Morgan has quite the beautiful dress on. Something really expensive and fancy with a little princess crown: a princess crown with what appears to be decorated with real diamonds. Morgan can barely withhold her giggles of excitement.

“Ah ah ah, my princess, we must lift the pinky, and only the pinky. Now we-“

“Drink!” she cheers, and Loki nods with a small smile. You have to press your palm into your heart as it clenches at the sight.

“Yes. Three, two, one!” They sip very carefully at the same moment, Loki’s eyebrow raising delicately at her. “How is it, my princess?”

“Yummy!! Tastes like brownies!”

“Ooh, speaking of, I think ours are almost ready! Can you check the timer for me?” he asks her soothingly. Morgan jumps up excitedly and doesn’t even notice as Loki uses his magic to shorten the dress so she doesn’t trip. He catches your eyes from the doorway and rises to meet you. You send the image to Pepper discreetly before wrapping your arms around his neck and kissing Loki adoringly.

“So? Did I ‘handle’ this like you expected?” he teases. You chuckle and press your head into his chest.

“You did amazing. I kinda want you to be a father now, hah,” you hum. Loki rests his head on yours, his hands roving up your back.

“Hmmm… if we didn’t still have to care for this child I’d suggest we’d get right on that. As soon as possible,” his voice has deeper connotations that you recognize right away.

“Oi, stop that. Let’s go check on those brownies. It smells delicious in here,” you comment awkwardly, pushing away from Loki before things get any more salacious, and start to stride to the kitchen. “You have other things for dinner besides brownies, right?”

“What?”

~~~~

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[imagines-to-quench-thirst]

Dating a tattoo artist

Imagine: being a tattoo artist and your boyfriend being part of it

This was a fun idea I had. I hope you like it. Enjoy ❤️

Victor Creed

-he is here for it

-since his loooooonnnnggg life is well long he loves to tells stories of tattoo artists he met Japan, Brazil, New York, New Zeland...

-and you can bet that he will have the most elaborate tattoo you can think of since he said so

'You want a tattoo? From me?'

'Yes, I trust you.'

'That's the problem, Vic, you could end up with a dolphin tattoo on your arm.'

'.... Well... I still trust you?'

-after that, he was a little bug just to be on your good side which you took full advantage of

Being on top, commanding him? Sure

Handing you the remote even though it's next to you? Of course

Helping you choose an outfit even though you are indecisive and he has a short fuse? Hell yeah.

-when the day came you tattooed him a small quote that described him

"Tough times never last but tough people do"

(Robert H. Shuller)

'I love it. Thank you kitten.'

Loki Laufeyson

-Since he was in the cell for most of his life (in my universe that's the worst thing happening for him, he didn't die nor his mother) he doesn't know what a tattoo artist is he thinks that's an alternative art form he is supportive

-after you talk to him describing the definition of tattoos and the art behind it he is very much perplexed

'So mortals pay you to pierce their skin with black ink to paint...something????'

'Tattoo something on their skin and yes.'

'With pain in mind?????'

'Yes, and it looks awesome.'

-when he heard the story of your tattoo shop he decided to tag along to see the magic

-he saw how men and women tattooed others while they squirmed in their seats he chuckled at the sight of it

'Darling you could have told me.'

'What?'

'You torture people with the needle machines and coax them into paying you. Brilliant.'

'Suree~~~~'

-he stayed with you to help you with the pain giving without a medical license

'I'm a God. I'm above it.'

'No one is above the Inspection.'

Thor Odinson

-since his depression and weight gain he is very much informed of the world of MTV tattoo show "How far is tattoo far?"

-so he very much thinks that tattoos are a stamp of disgrace

-and keeping that in mind he is frazzled why are you doing a job like that

'You are a shame barer?'

'Shame-what...? Thor! I'm not. The show is a disgrace to the tattoo world.'

'Shame~~barer~~~'

'Just come with me and spend one day and see it for yourself.'

-Thor is reluctant much to his words but still, you sat him down in the waiting lobby he chats up the customers a.k.a big muscular dudes that are already tattooed from the neck down

'So... what is your shame? What horrible deed have you done to come here?'

'Excuse me!?'

'You must be here to condemn your shame by immortalizing it with a flesh sticker.'

-at this point, the muscle dude stood up ready to attack Thor but you intervene quickly

'Marc, stop!'

-the man turned around hiding his tight fist behind his back

'Y/n, already done? That's fast.'

'Marc, you know that you were released 7 months ago and you are still on parole. Come on. Stop it.'

'He insulted me and-and my tattoos. Your tattoos. You know how am about your work.'

-Thor hears that as stands up grabbing Marc's arm examining the tattoos in amazement

'My darling, I want that felsh sticker as he has.'

'.......... Sure........ Wait here. Let's go, Marc. I need to vent.'

Steve Rogers

-Steve knows what tattoos are since he has seen the stick and poke of his fellow soldiers but never a photorealistic tattoo in your portfolio

-he is very much intrigued how you made that look like a real person on someone's skin knowing very well there is no eraser

-loves to ask how do you achieve such colors that simply jump out or how you make a fabric that of a shirt or some patterns, he is armed with questions

-and since he is an art wizard himself he loves to have a painting duel with you, you paint on his skin with watercolors and he paints on the canvas

-that's one of his favorite moments

'What did you draw?'

'A dolphin kissing a penguin.'

'What?!'

'Just kidding I painted the building in Brooklyn where you lived.'

'Did I tell you how much I love you?'

Bucky Barnes

-this man thrives to see you fulfill your dream and passion

-especially when he picks you up, he parks the car exiting it and walking in seeing you talk to your employees and customers exchanging stories and laughs even though in the near distance is the buzzing sounds of the machine guns

-you see him and grab his hand giving him a peck on his lips as a cheeky grin is stuck on his face

-as you talk about your day he always asks the question

'Were there any wusses?'

-alluding to men who cried out form the stinging pain, eventually tapping out to take a break

'Yes, a big dude Marc. Ordered a neck tattoo with details. Tapped out in 15 minutes.'

'I knew it!'

-he enjoys in the hilarious stories you can make up... I mean tell

Bruce Wayne

-you already know the drill he has money he will give it to you but politely delined

-he tried to help with purest of heart but still, the answer was no

-he loved to see your shop filled with many customers as he walked incognito, sunglasses and a cap saying he wasn't a private appointment with the head tattooer

-Let's just say you were pretty much in tears of laughter as he reveled his face

'At least you tried, Bruce.'

-he loves to talk about tattoos and the process of healing if it's on top of a scar

-you are hooked on the conversation and even make him some sketches

'A huge dragon on your back with black and gold lining.'

'Okay but how about initials of my parents?'

'That sounds... Better much much better.'

-so the day of his tattooing comes you tattoo in his inner arm putting the letter T. & M. W.

'Thank you Princess.'

Clark Kent

-Clark loves to see the vast tattoos so much that he wants one but he knows that his body will "absorb" the tattoo too fast making it disappear in a few months maybe weeks

-but still, he loves to see how your gaze is sharp focused on the tattooing even when HE walks that is how much you are focused

'Alrighty, Marc you are done.'

'Thanks, Y/n, you are the best.'

-Clark also loves to hear the influx of comments of your artistry even if he's a little jealous

-he loves to see just how much you are happier to follow this insane passion

'You are an inspiration Y/n.'

'Why?'

'Because... You just are.'

Arthur Curry

-you already know that Fishman is tatted to perfection and he is here for a tattoo lover as well

-if you ever have someone asking for a Maori style tattoo Arthur will be a fair judge, that's what he says

Case#1

'Why do you want a Maori tattoo?'

'Um, sir beca-'

'It's Mr. Aquaman. Continue.'

'Oh, sorry. Mr. Aquaman, I want it because I find them cool.'

'Just cool? Do you think that the abundant culture of Maori people is cool? Go home boy.

Case #2

'You want a Ta Moko? Do you what that is?'

'Sur-sure, it's a tattoo of the Maori people.'

'Ufff... Do you know how much of a meaning Ta Moko carries? Why don't you go to the Yakuzas and get a tebori.'

'They would kill me.'

'Of course, and I'll whoop your uncultured ass with my two hands.'

-you turned to the now pale boy

'Run.'

-the man ran like the wind as the Aquaman caught him easily giving him a cultural lesson of Ta Moko

Orm Marius

-he kinda has a small soft spot for tattoos especially those with a loving meaning lover, family...

-and he likes to "inform himself" about it so he asks a ton of questions even asking what kind of tattoo would suit him

'I think a small red tattoo would suit your taste.'

'I like the tattoos who can hold audios.'

-with that sentence, he left you frazzled as you google and got the special ink kit gifting it to Orm as a present for being a nice guy and not killing anyone

-he immediately records his audio in secrecy and handing you the ink

-after you tattoo the ink you hand him your phone with the app to scan the audio

'Hey, Orm. I'm just reminding you that I love you. So much. It's Y/n if you forget... Somehow.'

-later that day you doused him with kisses

Joker

-that man oozes with tattoos *cough*damaged*cough*

-and you can bet that he wants more of them he brings into your home the whole tattoo parlor just so he can have a private session with sex mixed in

-you gladly tattoo him patching up some of his tattoos he has outgrown them

'Why did you tattoo Kick Me on your back?'

'I won a bet.'

'Are you sure you won?'

'For sake of this question I did.'

-you cover the kick me tattoo with a large red dragon with green eyes

-he stands up looking at the tattoo in the mirror

'Sweets, you just got a huge tip.'

Duncan Vizla

-for him, tattoo nowadays are dumb in his time tattoos were means of solidarity with people who are bounded by the same ink and gun

-but keeps his mouth shut about it not to offend your dream even if it's tattooing dancing hotdogs

-he loves to pass your parlor when he finishes grocery shopping just to see you in action

-he loves to arrive at the parlor if you are doing a night shift just to keep you safe and in good company

-he loves to bring you lunch and watch you eat it with such content and happiness

-it melts his heart and just wants to make you more food

-but as he is present for the good he is here for the bad

-if he is somewhere anywhere you just need to call him and he is there in a minute be it a drunken person not wanting to exit or an aggressive man trying to grope someone in the shop

-he is ready to kill them if you say so

'You okay sweetheart?'

'Um-yeah...Thank you Donut.'

'Nonsense. That's my duty.'

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[blackypanther9]

Part 53 - Thoughts

Everyone was again asleep, exhausted from the little trip they made, besides Loki and you.

Loki had his thoughts towards you and everything he had seen of your past life. He still couldn't wrap his head around the fact that he and you were destined to be together. That he was chosen to be your lover for forever.

You had your thoughts elsewhere though. Your thoughts were everywhere and still nowhere. You thought about Jackson and how you raised him, thought about his smiles...You thought about how to get the Infinity Stones before Thanos. You thought about putting Odin under control. You thought about getting rid of Hela, before Odin dies. You thought about getting rid of Thanos. You thought about getting rid of Thanos' army and how to make them all pay dearly, for what they did to Loki. You thought about the other 2 remaining books. You thought about Agnus. How he fares ?

'You know you could get them all back....right ?', Ratchel asked.

'I know, but...is it worth it ?', you asked her back.

'Loki misses them, you miss them....it is worth it.'

'And Jackson.', Darko added.

Darko glared at Ratchel for not mentioning Jackson.

'And we could get our own bodies too. We wouldn't be stuck in here anymore.', Heiko said.

'And you wouldn't be that unstabilized anymore with your balance.', Mimi added.

'And then I am nothing but a shell of the past....'

'Destiny. It is not us, that make you Frost Giant, Asir and all that shit. It is you alone. We just happened to possess you and adopt some forms of yours. You have all the forms anyways. No matter what happens with us.', Ratchel told you.

'We are like you anyways and you are still like us, but more...stable. The longer we stay all in one body, the more we will grow insane.', Heiko told you.

'Is it really time tho, to let Loki and the rest know about...that ?', you asked them.

'You can trust Loki and the rest. Against Hela, you will need it anyways. Sooner or later, they will have to see it anyways.', Ratchel reasoned with you.

'.....Alright... I will think about it and...I will let you know my choice. Soon.'

Everyone agreed to that and went to sleep.

Besides you. You couldn't sleep. There was so much going on...You made your mind work the whole time and were trapped in your thoughts. You didn't even hear the knock on your door. You jumped as someone sat themselves into your bed and looked at you with emerald eyes. The scent told you everything.

"Loki, what are you doing here ? Why aren't you resting ?", you asked him in a daze.

"I could ask you the same. Why don't you rest ? I come in here to check on you and see you staring into space.", Loki countered.

You sat up, sighing.

"I am in thoughts. Many thoughts..."

"Care to share ?", he asked you.

"My thoughts are everywhere and nowhere at the same time. I think about plans, past, future, present, causes and consequences, actions and possibilities. I can't sleep. Something is telling me to stay awake and worry about everything all at once, without rest and break."

Loki stared at you with interest and worry. You turned to him.

"And you ?"

"Well...I thought the whole time about you and...the helmet and....myself. I can't wrap my mind around the fact that your helmet chose me, to be your lover for forever. I am a little shocked and scared at the same time."

"Because you don't feel any love towards me ?"

"No. Because the last time I fell in love I got hurt badly."

Your eyes widened at that and you stared at him.

"Who hurt my Loki ?", you growled out.

"Lady Sigyn. She possessed healing magic and as she was done with learning, she left. We had a relationship and kissed here and there, nothing more tho. As she was done and left the Palace, she came back 2 years later and I was happy that she did. But instead of giving me a kiss or something, she ran over to Thor and made a big show out of her adventures. Thor just listened, but as she tried to get into his pants, he shoved her away. Then she tried to get me into bed, but because I already saw what she had done, I left her and cried my eyes out in my secret garden, I possessed."

You growled at that and hugged him tightly.

"Where is that little Cockslut ? I will slaughter her and bring you her heart on a silver platter.", you growled out.

"Don't Dest. She is dead now anyways. She died 10 years ago. Well, actually she got murdered from a few men. She was a... Hore (Whore)"

You gasped at his language.

"Loki ! Se på tungen din ! (Watch your tongue !)"

Loki chuckled.

"I see you still remember our own language not just English."

"I do, Stupid ! It wasn't long ago, that Odin suddenly demanded that we stop speaking Old Norse."

"Hmph ! Just because the other Realms don't understand and speak our language anymore..."

"Welp ! Slik går livet... (That's how life goes...)"

Loki stayed silent, but you knew that he agreed with you. And that very much so. Life isn't fair too.

"She really threw everything away and became a prostitute ?"

"Yes she did. In fact she was the best one."

You looked at Loki in disgust.

"I am glad you are away from her."

"Me too."

"This woman is just...disgusting..."

"Totally your opinion."

"I would never hurt you, but I will also not force you, to love me. We are friends and I love you as a friend. In the end it is your choice, if you want to try us out together. I will hold myself back on a leash. I am not going to force my best friend into loving me."

Loki looked at you very fondly and then smiled. He lifted your chin and looked you deep in the eyes. You did the same.

"Kan jeg ? (May I ?)"

You smiled at him fondly, never breaking your gazes.

" Du kan. (You may.)"

Loki then closed the gap between your lips and kissed you. You kissed him back softly. Soon it turned into a more wanting kiss. Loki grew greedy, but soon you had to part for air. You both breathed heavily and deeply. You smiled at Loki brightly and he smiled back.

"Jeg elsker deg, Destiny (I love you, Destiny)"

"Jeg elsker deg også, Loki. (I love you too, Loki.)"

You then both laid down in your bed and Loki pulled you to his chest. You rested your right hand and head on his chest and the rest of your body was pressed on his.

"I want to try it out, with us, Dest. But I will not force you.", Loki whispered in your room.

"I want to try it too. When you are ready, I am also ready, to try it out with us."

"Well then. Let us see, what will happen with us, Kjære." (Dear)

And with that you both fell in content asleep.

Part 54

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[tarithenurse]

Stolen - 18

Pairing: Loki Laufeyson &/x fem!gifted!reader Content: Doubt, angst, pining, fluff, feels. A/N: Some days just suck, flaring up with all the depressive symptoms and I have to fight to remember that everyone can have a bad day. That it doesn’t mean I’m regressing into a new full-blown relapse.

18. White Knuckles

...  Reader   ...

Insane, insane, insane, logic sings in your head on repeat.

The tune had begun when Loki navigated the ship low over a barren planet littered with grey gravel and cliffs only to suddenly aim it at a steep incline without any indication of stopping or following the slope. Even as you shut your eyes tight, you regretted very few events of your (too short) life – but the crash never came. Instead, Loki brought the spacecraft to an abrupt halt and urged you to take a look. You didn't believe what you saw until the Asgardian had brought you outside the ship and let you wander through the cave barely big enough to house the vessel. What was harder to fathom was the view beyond the hiding spot.

Distance didn't matter when the inevitable limit to a journey was a sharp edge with a drop into space itself. You knew the view even if you never had been there yourself, and every instinct told you to run, to avoid the fall at all costs. But at the same time, the breathtaking landscape – more beautiful than the Norwegian fjord even – drew your heart towards it, funnelling your gaze until it found the City of Gold. Valhalla.

Sitting at the mouth of the cave now, side by side with Loki, the setting sun cuts the disc-world below with dark shadows.

"It's so...peaceful."

The god hums at your words. "So it can seem." And you know what it means because the pain that haunts him is also a part of you and has been since he shared the memories. "Yet...your presence does sweeten the bitterness of returning to this place."

The lilt in his voice makes it clear he's teasing you even if you secretly wish he was speaking the truth. Rolling you eyes, you don't try to hide the groan though. "Shut up."

"I can busy my mouth in other ways, however you won't be silent for long then."

Oh god. His insinuation and your own dirty mind is all it takes for heat to build in your core and face. A moment passes where you don't dare wriggle to relieve the sweet itch the slightest. Gaze locked on the distant castle, you try to ignore Loki as he leans in and inhales deeply. Is he smelling me? Oh fuck, can he smell stuff? Oh shitohshitohshit! A cool hand lands on your knee and rips you from the panicked train of thoughts.

"My sweet, there's no use in hiding your desires."

Fuck! Scurrying to get away from him and his magical nose, you almost fall when you push to your feet and hightail it back onboard the spaceship to hide in your cabin.

...

He’s hot...and he’s been nice. The argument seems sort of solid, for a moment. Yeah, and he’s absolutely the kind of fucker to abuse that knowledge to get what he wants or just mess with people. God of Mischief, all right! You sigh into the darkness of the night, more or less assured Loki’s having fun at your expense.

...  Loki   ...

Three days of training the mortal about mannerisms at a royal court – more specifically the Asgardian court – and the former prince still has doubts she can succeed in selling the altered truth. His concern doesn’t stem from lack of decorum or choice of greetings, though, it’s simply [Y/N]’s lack of confidence.

“Pet,” the Jotun tisks, “you already have done this before.” She scowls at him but doesn’t object. “Remember...you’re the hero of Alfheim.”

The woman straightens up, pushes her shoulders back, and lifts her chin – none of it sudden, rather slowly as the compliment brushes away any objections she reaches for by habit. Beautiful. The confidence radiates from her, nearly blinding Loki who has no intention of shielding his gaze anymore.

“Damn straight! I rock and I’ll walk up to those guards and to the queen like...like...but Loki she’s a queen!”

[Y/N]’s cheeks are hot against his palms as he locks her gaze. “She is, but merely think of her as my mother.”

As always when the girl worries, her bottom lip pays the sweet price. “Yeah. No. That’s not helping.”

“She’s kind and wise. Treats everyone with respect,” the fallen prince explains, heart spilling over for once although the descriptions seem to be about someone else too, “her gentleness improves the world, and her love inspires those around her to strive for excellence.”

A mere hand’s length divide Loki’s lips from the Midgardian’s. A gentle dip is all it would require to experience the softness and taste the sweetness of eternity with a sweep of the tongue. Would she give in? Perhaps she would. She might kiss him back, give him all he longs for freely – including her heart – and he would covet her love. Then her affections would freeze as she comes to understand, a bitterness reminds him, some monsters aren’t changeable.

Letting go, he turns aside and pretends to busy himself with the book he has brought from his cabin. In it, is a brief summary of the history of Asgard, now with scraps of parchment to mark the passages suitable to serve as examples of court culture.

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[imagine-loki]

strangers

TITLE: strangers CHAPTER NO./ONE SHOT: 1/? AUTHOR: hiddlemediddles ORIGINAL IMAGINE: Imagine being a psychologist set to question Loki during his incarceration in Stark Tower. Initially, he scoffs at the prospect of a ‘psychological examination’. However, Loki grows quite attached to you and complies to each and every programme you have in store for him. RATING: MATURE NOTES/WARNINGS: Hullo! The only warning I can give is that my wonderful self has had her hormones flying around. Time to channel them into something useful.. such as writing some Loki.. I’m going to stuff the whole Y/N and Y/L/N faff and just give you a name. Also, it’ll be less of a psychologist but more of a counsellor - but a bit of both really. With regards to POV, I want to say that despite the fact that I use ‘she/her’ pronouns to refer to the character, I want it to be as gender neutral as possible to accommodate to you all, though I am conscious that the vast majority of you will be female readers. I have written from a male perspective before for Loki as I am very passionate about more LGBT representation in writing, but this particular fic will be she/her despite the second person 'you’ narration. Please do message me (I’m hiddlemediddles) if you have any queries - I love messaging you guys and it makes me so happy to know there are beings out there in this chaotic world who have the time to read my Loki fantasies… !! Hope that all agrees. Brilliant - let’s gooo! - The task seemed simple enough. Redeem an evil mastermind from continuing to think like an evil mastermind. You had done it countless times before, with men that were.. admittedly… a lot less problematic than this one. This Loki that you had been assigned was a tough one. Not only that, but he was an alien. Or a 'god’, as these spies liked to emphasise that he was. God or alien, it didn’t matter too much. A patient was a patient.

But this patient was going to be a tricky one. He had attacked New York on a whim with an army of extraterrestrial beings, murdered countless people in that attack.. all under the control of what they explained to be something called an 'infinity stone’. A stone which had taken control of the man’s mind and driven him close to the brink of sheer insanity. Now these stones were all destroyed before some purple alien got them, this Loki was experiencing the aftermath of that stone. They said he was still deranged, but a lot less deranged than what he had been a month ago. That was at least partly uplifting. “Think you’re up to the task?” Nick Fury asked. “Yes. As ever.” You said, lamenting how strong they had made your tea. Being British, these things were of paramount importance after all. “It’s settled then. We will inform Loki that he is to see a counsellor slash psychologist tomorrow morning at 11am. Shall we call it.. an introduction?” “Yes, if you like. But how will this all be conducted? Without me being in danger of a premature death?” “He will still be contained in the glass cage. The one designed for the Hulk. You will be on a chair on the other side of the glass. You will be able to hear each other perfectly well. We will be observing the exchanges as they are held in this area. In the future, we hope that it can resemble something more.. relaxed. If we are all in agreement that he has improved during this.. rehabilitation, let’s say… then the cage will no longer be necessary.” “Right. Brilliant. I suppose it all depends now on whether he’ll cooperate.” “Miss. Croft, you are one of the most qualified people of the job. Isn’t it in your expertise to prompt cooperation?” he asked sceptically. You smiled at Fury as though he were an old friend. “No need for formalities. Call me Robin, don’t bother with the Miss. Croft rubbish. And I don’t prompt cooperation. It’s more like.. inviting it. Some people close off, others respond. Human nature is a bit like that, Mr. Fury.” With everything settled, you left a half full cup of tea at the meeting table of Stark Tower and proceeded to shake the hands of multiple men. Mental note: hand sanitise. Immediately. “Robin Croft. A pleasure to have met you.” “Yes. You too, thank you. See you soon.” You said hurriedly. Perhaps a bit too hurriedly. You were desperate to get back to your apartment and shaking all of these hands was driving you towards becoming infuriated by the whole situation. Who needed an entire board of governors to discuss Loki’s rehabilitation anyway? They did, apparently. At last, the breeze of the autumn air ruffled your hair as you stepped out of the stuffy Stark building. Thank goodness. Realising that the apartment wasn’t too far to walk, you abandoned the idea of a taxi. Very expensive and often (but not always, thankfully) driven by a misogynist ready to make comments about women wearing suits. You adjusted the lapels on your own light blue suit as you made my way to your apartment. Thankfully, heels hadn’t been on the menu today. Flats. The most wonderful sensation to the feet. After having met with multiple clients, you felt just about ready to collapse into bed. Hot chocolate and a book first. Something daring, adventurous. Anything to spark the flame, even if it was fictional. Admittedly, you revelled in reading dark, mysterious heroines with troubled pasts. Even better if they were women. But they were often men, which was also wonderful. Women, men, non-binary. It was all wonderful. As long as they were mysterious, dark pasts and had a sharp jaw. That sharp jaw.. You hauled myself up the stairs, feeling like going in the lift would be some kind of capitulation. Once you made the first flight, you cursed myself for being so foolish. The lift would have done perfectly. Ah well. Soon enough, the slippers were on and the book was out. The hot chocolate nearby too, of course. Just how you loved it. Just as you had lamented Stark Tower’s attempt at making a cup of tea, you felt the pangs of dejection at your lack of foresight. The bloody wine. You had completely forgotten to pick up a bottle - the sequel to the hot chocolate. Another night. You flicked open the page with the bookmark. It would continue from that part in the story when the two lovers are separated for some annoying reason and the sexual tension is rife. You sighed as you read the detailed descriptions of yearning, longing, sexual frustration. You read the descriptions and felt no affinity to them at all. Of course, you could relate to the sexual frustration, but there was none in your life at the moment. You were satisfied. Heaven forbid that a man or woman came and ruffled this contentment. You had hoped the days of lusting after human beings had passed. But it never does pass. You hoped earnestly that whoever was to come and screw up your life by your falling desperately in love with them was not coming soon. Thankfully, the job was rather straightforward (mostly). No strings attached, just bringing human beings back to the world where they belonged and into society again. Nothing more, nothing less. Socially. things were nice. A few nights out every now and then with friends, but nobody had caught your eye in a long time. It didn’t matter as you enjoyed your own company far too much to let it go so easily. So willingly.. or unwillingly. The story progressed. The man was being… the man.. by withholding some essential piece of information that the woman would become frustrated about. I groaned at the predictability. Couldn’t they just have sex already? Perhaps you were sexually frustrated after all. Hmm.. one night stand. But how the hell will you schedule that in now with that new client? That.. Loki. You sighed. A new client that will likely be the most demanding of them all. But you weren’t a world expert psychologist for nothing. Years upon years of work had led to this. Led to a branch of the government, the spy service of all places, having employed you as the gateway to Loki’s redemption. How hard could it be? A few meetings and he’ll be on his feet. On his feet and walking amongst the people of earth. A valued member of society. At least, that was the goal. ** Waking up bright and early, you were gathering the questions you had prepared for the man. Right.. 11am. Ready. Ready to face a murderer, madman.. Asgardian? Well, a madman controlled by a.. stone. A magical stone. You prided yourself on your punctuality and made it at Stark Tower for quarter to eleven. Fury led you towards the door which would take you directly to Loki inside his glass cage. A shiver rippled across your spine. Whether it was excitement or fear, you weren’t sure. Either way, it was definitely anticipation. Just before 11, Fury let you in. “Good luck.” he said. The doors opened. x

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Rising Sun

This is a request from very long ago and I finally found the time to write it down. It’ s been a very busy year for me, but I think I’ll start writing again. I don’t want to promise anything, but maybe I’ll be more productive over the next few weeks. Anyways, have fun reading it :)

Rating: explicit

Summary: You’re an assistant for the avengers. One day, Loki and you accidentally get exposed to a sex pollen in the avengers lab and it forces them to convince their feelings for each other followed by smut.

Pairing: Loki/Reader

Notes: (Y/N) = your name

Warnings: NSFW, fluff, forced confessing, pwp, smut (badly written, I guess), explicit sexual content, tender but hurried sex, feels

Word count: 2284

Requested by: a lovely anon

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 It wasn’t an unusual activity for you, being in Tony Stark’s laboratory. You had been working there for a few months now and then, when Stark couldn’t take care of it himself or needed an unusual big amount of chemicals for whatever insane project he was working on. You liked working in the Avengers Building. There were a lot of different people with so many different stories and backgrounds to work with, not just SHIELD agents and the Avengers. It was just amazing, you couldn’t wish for a better place to work at. Your favourite person to be around was Bruce, or Thor. They were like big Teddy bears, docile and pure-hearted, but at the same time brutally honest – at least Thor.

The only thing that struck you as odd was that Loki was somewhere in the room as well. You couldn’t see him, but you could feel his presence around you. Well, it wasn’t exactly odd to have him in the lab, just the fact that he preferred to stay invisible was somehow weird. Although you didn’t mind, as long as he didn’t interrupt your work or made snarky comments. And he loved to make snarky comments, it was a very Loki-thing to do.

You sorted the chemicals Tony had asked you for and put the name tags on some new ones that had just arrived. Of course, you didn’t open them, some of the chemicals were risky or dangerous and you didn’t want to burn any of your senses or your skin.

“It smells weird.”

There was the snarky comment you had been waiting for.

“No, it doesn’t. And now let me do my work.” You concentrated on the containers in front of you. Loki was just making fun of you. You could smell nothing besides the sterile disinfected smell of a normal laboratory.

“My bad, I forgot that mortal senses are not as good as the senses of gods.”

You rolled your eyes and turned around. To your surprise he wasn’t invisible anymore. Instead, he leaned against one of the counters with several chemicals on it.

“Well, I’m so sorry I’m disappointing you.” You sighed and turned your back on him to focus on your work again.

“I can just warn you and tell you what is obvious.”

“And what is obvious?” You asked, still not sensing anything that was off or different than usually.

“The smell. It shouldn’t be like this.” He strolled over to stand next to you.

“Oh well, maybe your imagination plays a trick on you because I cannot smell anything weird here.” You put the chemicals away and looked at him. Maybe you should trust him and his senses, but again, it was Loki, he could just be fooling you as always, that was why you didn’t want to give in that easily.

“My imagination? Don’t underestimate me, (Y/N).” It didn’t sound upset or like an insult, though, more like he was slightly amused and trying to hide that. You smiled and placed your hand on his chest, somehow feeling more thrilled and brave than usual.

“I’m not underestimating you.” You said and rubbed his chest lightly. “I like you way too much to do that.”

“Define ‘way too much’.” He raised one of his dark eyebrows and placed his left hand on your waist.

“Oh? Well, I like you a lot. Is that defining enough?” You smiled.

“No, certainly not.” A small smirk lingered on his face, teasing, but gentle at the same time.

“Hm, well. What do you want to hear?”

His smile widened and he pulled you close by your waist now. “There are a lot of things I would rather hear, Miss (Y/N).”

“So? Then tell me about all those things.”

“Just if you tell me how much you really like me.”

You thought about that for a minute or two and then decided that maybe he was right. Maybe you should tell him about your feelings.

“Well, a lot.”

“Which means?” He was teasing, you knew that, you could see it. There were slight hints of mischief flickering in his eyes.

“I think you can answer that without my help.” You smiled the most innocent smile you could somehow manage and patted his chest. “Do you still think the smell is odd?”

“Yes.” He cornered you between the desk and his body and smiled Not one of the sassy smiles he gave everyone, but a softer and kinder one. Looking at his chest, you knew you would be the one to lose and give in first. It felt irritating, to be so close to him, yet you didn’t dare to touch him.

“Well, shouldn’t you do something about it, then?”

“Me? Why? I can’t even smell anything?” You bit your lip to look more innocent. You couldn’t tell what was going on at that moment, you just knew you wanted to close the remaining distance between the two of you.

You gasped the moment you could feel his surprisingly soft lips press against yours. That gods moved fast was nothing new. But that they kissed you certainly was.

“Wha-?” Your question was being muffled by him intensifying the kiss. Without losing anymore time to think about what you were doing, you wrapped your arm around his neck, pulling him even closer until you felt your chest pressed against his and could smell the soft sweetness of his body. Sweet… somehow it didn’t surprise you, even if sweet wasn’t the first adjective someone would ascribe to Loki. Something in the background shattered but you didn’t care as long as Loki kept kissing and touching you. His hands had found their way to your thighs and he lifted you up onto the table behind you.

“Stop.” You parted and panted, knowing that you probably looked ridiculous with your flushed face and neck. “Is this serious? Are you serious? Or do you just want a quick fuck?”

The silence that followed was way too long but you waited because you wanted an honest answer. Then he looked at you and you could tell that that time he wasn’t lying, or at least he covered it up perfectly.

“I’m serious. I’ve wanted you since the first day I saw you here in the laboratory.” His hands rubbed over your thighs up to your hips and stayed there for a while before they slowly slid upwards to your waist. “What about you, (Y/N)? Are you serious?”

“Yes, of course.” You watched his pupils dilate. His eyes were a stunning, sharp green but at the same time they were surprisingly soft and warm. But maybe that was just your imagination.

“How serious?” He smirked and pushed your shirt up a bit until your belly was completely uncovered.

“Hmmm…. That’s an unfair question. But because I’m fair I’m going to answer it: very serious.”

“Are you sure?” His fingers slid under the waistband of your pants.

“Yes.” You whispered expectantly.

“Hmh.” He chuckled and you noticed that it was the first time you really saw him smile. “I’m not convinced. I think you have to prove it.”

Without hurrying he opened your pants and pushed them down slowly, leaving you in just your panties and shirt – you decided to ignore the fact that he had just pushed your pants down to your ankles. You could take care of that later.

“I don’t have to prove anything to you.” You whispered and leaned close, smiling softly when you saw him shudder. “Isn’t it enough that I’m here? I’m letting you touch me, don’t I?” You giggled and kissed his cheek.

Loki smirked and spread your legs, slowly and gently rubbing your inner thighs. “You talk too much. But at least you’re smarter than one might think.”

You smiled and kissed him, knowing very well that it was just his way of talking, so you couldn’t even be mad. It was kind of cute even, that he was still trying to convince you – or himself, you weren’t so sure about that – how tough he was and could be. Or he simply wanted to make sure he was the dominant one. But again, you couldn’t read his mind, so you weren’t able to figure out exactly what it was that he wanted. Besides the pretty obvious bulge in his pants of course. You would gladly shut up if that meant you were getting more of him.

The kiss deepened slowly because there was no need to rush or hurry, right? You felt his hand slide under your shirt, cold touches on your heated skin. The soft moan escaped your lips before you could even stop it or think of holding it back.

Loki chuckled and opened your bra, pushing it up a bit to cup your now exposed boobs, gently caressing them. It was a loving and careful touch, the sensation sending goosebumps all over your body. In that moment you knew you could toss your pants away – you wouldn’t need them for a while. They fell to the ground, followed by your shirt and bra, leaving just your panties on your body. It wasn’t embarrassing, being naked in front of him. Instead, it felt good and you liked the way his eyes roamed over your body, making you feel a lot more confident than you usually tended to be. Lokis’ hands slid down to your waist and down to your ass, squeezing your cheeks gently. You let out another soft gasp and pressed back into his touch.

“C’mon, we need to hurry up. I don’t want anyone coming in.” You mumbled against his lips, fumbled his pants open and pushed them down.

“Don’t worry. No one will come in. I took care of that.” The smile on his lips was a very promising one and you bit your lip slightly, expectant for more.

“Good.” You chuckled and wrapped your arms around Loki’s neck again, trusting his magic skills. And most importantly, you trusted him. For a second, he pressed your foreheads together. But he slowly made his way down to your neck and collarbone, biting and nipping, gentle at first but you could feel him grow more impatient the more time passed. Your hips were shoved together and you could literally feel his pulsing heat pressing against your own most sensitive area. Just a thin layer of fabric kept you from feeling his skin on yours. And you wanted to feel it. Your body longed for it, needed it more than anything else at that moment.

You shivered when he sank to his knees in front of you, nuzzling the already soaked area of your panties. It was obvious what he was about to do, however, you just weren’t able to hide your excitement. Your hitched breathing and flushed skin were giving you away easily. He tugged down your panties and kissed your thighs gently, leaving a few small bruises on the way between your legs. You gripped his hair for support and tugged slightly, earning a deep growl from him. “Behave.”

“You’re too slow.” You whined quietly and ran your fingers through his dark hair, applying more pressure and scratching lightly over his scalp. The deep groan you got in return told you he liked it. A lot. “You’re such a tease.”

A low rumble in his chest made you gasp in pleasure because you could feel his lips vibrate against your skin. “Come on, please.” He had pushed you far enough. You wanted to feel him. Now.

“Please what?” He swirled his tongue around your clit, using just enough pressure to make you squirm.

“More! I want more. I want you to fuck me!” Nothing made sense anymore. You had never felt so needy for something, it nearly scared you.

“Oh? But I’m just getting started.” He was smiling and squeezed your thigh.

“Please, Loki! Someone could come in!” You bit your bottom lip. The thought of someone coming in was actually more arousing than frightening. There was a chuckle and then you felt his fingers. No teasing anymore, finally. He was gentle, but seemed a bit more hurried now. Maybe he was also getting impatient, you couldn’t tell for sure. You heard the obscene wet sounds when he pulled his fingers out but they just made you shiver and whine at the loss of them inside you.

“Don’t worry, sweetheart.” He leaned up, his low voice rumbling, close to your ear now. “You’ll get what you need.” You felt him shift, pinning you down on the counter with his weight. It was surprisingly satisfying to feel his body on top of yours, pressed close.

He was big. Bigger than you had imagined from the bulge in his pants. And he certainly felt bigger. But it didn’t hurt, it was a pleasant feeling of being filled. You managed to free your arms and wrapped them around his neck for support as he rolled his hips. Every thrust sent a pleasant shiver down your spine, making you gasp and arch your back. You thought you heard him chuckle and realized that you were begging quietly for more. But it didn’t matter. Nothing mattered besides his hot body, pressed against yours and moving rhythmically. You felt the heat rising way too fast and tried to warn him, but instead of letting you speak he simply captured your lips with his and stifled your moan.

“I love you!” You gasped when you were able to pull away for air. You arched up, the force of your orgasm blurring your vision. You were too distracted by all the sensations and the warmth that spread through your body to hear him mumble a soft “I love you too, (Y/N)”.

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Dark Stars {Part 7}

*Loki x OFC*

Part: 7/10

Words: 4.9k

Warnings: none, for once

Summary: ~Loki could just let her die here and now. His problems would be solved and he could go back to his usual ways. But then he would forever be left with an unsolved mystery and he hated the prospect of that even more than the fear of what would happen if she lived.~

A story of what happens when Loki stumbles upon someone who is like him in every way. Only better. Oh, and they just happen save Asgard too.

A.N.: To celebrate over 1000 people following me (how insane is that?!), I decided to share the newly edited version of the very first Loki fanfiction I ever wrote! Enjoy the mischief 💚

All Parts can be found on my Masterlist!

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It was still dark when she found herself standing on one of the palace's balconies. Quietly, she walked through the open window into the dark room, and straight towards the sleeping figure on the bed. Before she could say a single word however, a hand with a knife shot up from the bed, aiming for her throat. Yet, it went right through her body, the illusion only weavering slightly under the brutal attack. She inwardly thanked herself for remembering this trick from Loki's memories.

The man jumped out of the bed, looking at the illusion in confusion.

"Loki?!" He asked quietly.

"Hello Thor." Ivy said gently, letting the illusion slip and now stepping into the open room herself.

"Who are you? What do you want?" He asked immediately, reaching for his hammer.

"Please, I mean no harm to you. I came here seeking help." She answered calmly, trying to put up her best facade. "My name is Ivy. I'm Loki's… friend."

"My brother has no friends." Thor answered, staring at Ivy from a few feet away, taking in every detail about her in the deepest suspicion. "Why do you wear his shirt?"

"Look, we really don't have time for this right now. Loki is dying and I need your help"

"What? Where is he?" He frowned, concerned but still watchful. "And why should I believe you in the first place?"

"He's safe. Far away from here..." She answered, searching for Thor's eyes in the dark. "And you will have to trust me for a second and come here."

Ivy held out her hand to him, palm facing upwards. She was prepared for this. She had known she needed proof.

"What are you doing?" Thor asked a little warily as Ivy stepped towards him. He rose his weapon, ready to defend himself, but before he could hit her, Ivy had placed her hand on his chest.

In an instant, Thor saw images of his own childhood. Memories of him and Loki, causing mayhem around the palace. Images of their mother, their father and their friends. Little moments of his past he had long forgotten about. He smiled at the sighed, but before he could really grasp any of the memories, they were gone again.

"How did you do that?" He asked quietly, letting his arms drop to his side. Somehow he was very certain of the fact now that she wasn't a threat to him, and most likely telling the truth even.

"Loki showed me. And now I show you, because you know your brother well and you know that he would not share these memories with me if he didn't trust me."

Thor nodded. She had a point there; Loki didn't open up to anyone. Ever. The girl in front of him must truly be special to his brother if he allowed her into his head. But that also meant that she spoke the utmost truth, that Loki was dying. For real this time.

"How can I help?" He finally asked, and Ivy went on to explain her plan.

"We're looking for a book Loki has read." She started, and Thor let out a groan, rolling his eyes.

"He has probably read every single book in the whole palace. Twice."

"We're looking for a very specific book, from Midgard." Ivy ignored his pessimism. "It should be in his room, but it would take me ages to find."

"Yeah, he has hundreds of books in there."

"And that's why I need your help. We need to find that damn book as fast as possible, or there won't be any helping him anymore."

"You can help him with a book from Midgard…? Why didn't you just ask him what's in the book?" Thor questioned, earning himself an eye-roll from Ivy. Geez, she got now why Loki was constantly annoyed with Thor. He wasn't really the smartest hen in the pen.

"We must go now." She simply stated, grabbing Thor's wrist and bringing them into Loki's room.

"Wow, how did you do that!?" He asked in bewilderment, looking around himself frantically before he realized where he was.

"It's called magic, Thor… honestly, didn't you pay any attention to your brother?" She huffed, starting to dig through the books immediately.

"Uuhhh, I have an idea! Wait here!" Thor said excitedly and hurried out of the room before Ivy could complain. If he was getting the guards, Ivy would totally stab him. Wow. That was so very Loki… She smiled sadly to herself.

Loki owned all kinds of books, but nothing about plants would surface even from the dustiest of corners. A few minutes later, Ivy heard voices outside Loki's bedroom.

"Is she the girl who killed the guards in the forest?" A man asked.

"And who almost killed another dozen in the city?" Another added.

"And she stole my clothes." The woman's voice Ivy recognized.

"You do realize I can hear you, right?" Ivy said loudly, though not taking her eyes off the books. "You can just as well talk about me once you're in here, searching."

The door opened and Thor entered, behind him following three men and the lady Loki had called Sif.

"Ivy, these are my friends." Thor introduced awkwardly. "Guys, this is Ivy. She's with Loki!"

Ivy turned around for a second, flashing a badly feigned smile. "Great. Now search, will you?"

Thor rolled his eyes but started picking up books to identify their content, motioning for his friends to do the same.

"Geez, she is just as ill-humored as Loki himself." One of the men said under his breath, and Ivy could also feel the other three staring holes into her back. Only Thor seemed rather at ease now, with his friends around.

"You can talk to me, you know.." Ivy finally said, having enough of the silent judgement thrown at her.

"Why did you kill the guards in the forest?" One man asked immediately, not even bothering to pretend he wasn't curious. He was huge, all muscles and good nutrition, and had red hair and a thick beard.

"Because I felt like it. " She answered sarcastically and rolled her eyes to herself, but then decided for honesty. "They were chasing me. I had done no harm, and I was merely walking through the woods when they attacked me. Probably out of boredom, or the desire for my body… who knows. One stabbed me in the shoulder without reason and I felt the need to defend myself."

Silence followed for a while. Then the same man spoke up again. "But why would they just attack you if you hadn't done anything?"

"I can hardly ask them now, can I? They are your guards, not mine." She answered coldly.

"She really is so much like Loki, it's disgusting…" Sif grumbled.

"Why thank you!" Ivy responded in an exaggeratedly high pitched voice, laced with feigned happiness.

"That was no compliment." Sighed Sif, throwing a book into the nearest corner of the room.

"Why do you help me then, if you despise Loki so much?" Ivy asked out of honest interest for once, while she quickly flipped through a huge book with a blank cover.

"We are helping Thor, not Loki. Because he is our prince, and our friend." Another man with blonde hair answered. The other three made noises of agreement.

"And I help you because you care about my brother as much as I do." Thor finally said. "And to be honest with you, I never quite understood why Loki was arrested with you in the first place. I mean, you killed our people… But he didn't help you with that, did he?"

Ivy sighed, growing more nervous by the second as still no one had found the book she was looking for. "No, he had nothing to do with that. He only healed me when I was dying from poison."

"There have been quite many incidents of poisoning in the city, and also around the palace, actually…" The man with the fuzzy beard answered. "I just overheard a few guards talk about it today. They think it's mere coincidence, and they don't know what kind of poison is used anyway, as everyone who has died of it wasn't worth an autopsy."

"What? Why has no one told me about this?!" Thor's voice thundered through the room and Ivy actually flinched at the sudden loudness.

"They think they can get it under control before anyone important gets hurt." Beard guy said quietly, obviously feeling ashamed for not sharing this piece of information any sooner.

"Is that what happened to Loki?" Thor asked, concern filling his voice now. Ivy didn't answer, but simply nodded. Not that those idiots would consider him an important person anyway… But to Ivy, Loki was important. Maybe to Thor as well. There was no time discussing this right now.

"Hey, I found something! It has pictures of plants in it, but I can't read what the cover says…" Blonde guy finally said, and Ivy brought herself across the room to stand directly in front of him in an instant, harshly grabbing the book from his hands, and thus making him take a step backwards.

"Wow, she's hot and knows how to handle herself…" Blonde guy remarked, rising his eyebrows, but Ivy was too busy finding the right page to care about him.

"At least she's not stabbing anyone." Beard guy sighed.

"Not yet anyway..." Blonde guy smirked. "Maybe I'll stab her with something entirely different tonight…"

Without as much as looking up from the book, Ivy threw a heavy punch at his face, causing his nose to bleed like mad. Sif only snorted at him from a few feet away, as did Thor.

"Here, I found the plant!" Ivy stated. "Atropa Belladonna…"

"What? Is that what poisoned Loki, seriously?" Blonde guy asked through his hand, with which he was still holding his bleeding nose.

"Here it says that one has to get something called 'carbo medicinalis' and dissolve it in water, then get the poisoned person to drink it." She summarized. "Brilliant! Now I only need to find some."

"Carbo what?" Thor asked with a deep frown, looking to Ivy for an explanation.

"That's activated charcoal. It binds the toxins and prevents them from killing a person." Ivy responded quickly and in easy words for them to understand, turning to Thor as well. "Do you have something like that here?"

"We can go to the healers, they will know." He said with a shrug, and then hurried out of the room with Ivy following closely behind, shoving the book into her bag quickly.

"Should we come along?" Beard guy asked after a while of silence.

"Yes!" Blonde guy said. "I need to get my nose checked!"

Sif only rolled her eyes at him and they went to follow the other two.

"We need carbo… medi… midi…" Thor tried once he and Ivy came storming into the healer's rooms.

"Carbo medicinalis." Ivy quickly said, turning to the surprised woman in front of them. "Charcoal."

"Well, what…" She tried, but Ivy cut her off by stepping right in front her, giving her a death glare. "There's no time for interrogations, do you have it or not?"

The poor healer looked to Thor for help, but he didn't make any move to stop this mad raven woman from threatening her with her glares.

"We… There must be some with the substances from other realms." She said and quickly scurried towards a cupboard in the far back of the room.

Meanwhile Ivy grabbed a cup and shoved it into her bag, before she followed the healer.

"How much do you need?" The healer asked quietly.

"Everything you have." Ivy answered quickly and took the palm-sized bundle from the healer, then turning to Thor once more, as he stood helplessly in the middle of the room.

"Tell your father about the incidents in the city. And tell him I'm going to deal with it, as his guards are obviously unable to do so." Without waiting for an answer, Ivy disappeared just in the same moment when Sif and the others entered the room.

"You just let her go?!" Sif asked incredulously.

"She will save Loki. Of course I let her go!" Thor returned with a deep frown.

"If she hurts people again, you will know whose fault it is."

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Once back at the opening, Ivy quickly filled the cup with water and dissolved the black powder in it. Now she only needed to get him to drink it… Only…

Hurriedly, she knelt down next to him, checking once more if his heart was still beating before she sat him up against her own frame and rather roughly forced the black liquid down his throat. Then, she waited. After a while his body got rather heavy, resting against her own with his full weight, and she leaned back against the stone wall behind her for support while moving Loki's head to lay in her lap. Hopefully this was going to work…

After a little while of inner debate, she carefully pushed Loki's hair out of his face, gently brushing through it with her fingers. He most certainly would never allow this if he was awake, but after all the trouble, she needed a little comfort and this was just able to do it for her. A few moments later, her eyes fluttered shut and she fell into a restless, but much needed sleep.

"Ivy." She heard her name, but her mind wasn't quite there yet.

"Ivy." It echoed through her head once more, louder this time, and she started to wake up. "IVY!"

She startled awake, looking into concerned green eyes shortly above her. She needed a second, but then, without thinking, she threw herself at Loki, wrapping her arms around his neck tightly. The impact caused him to lose his balance, and he fell onto his back with a loud thud. Luckily, he had only been kneeling above her.

Despite the short fall, Ivy refused to let go and buried her face in his neck.

"Well, ouch…" He commented quietly, but unable to hide a slight touch of amusement from his voice as finally he also wrapped his arms around her waist, and held her tightly against him.

For the longest while, neither dared to say another word, afraid to break the precious moment between them. The sun was already rising, bringing light to the little opening.

"You did it." Loki finally said, his head leaned against hers. He could feel her hot breath brushing against his neck, and her heartbeat echoing in his chest. "You used you magic to save someone."

He felt her stiffen in his arms, before she lifted her head up just enough to look at him.

"Yeah, no." She said quietly, looking almost sad, before she lifted herself off him, sitting back against the stone wall. Loki immediately missed her warmth and the comfort of her body against his, but he mimicked her actions, sitting down next to her.

"I didn't use magic." She finally said, and it only came out as a whisper. "I couldn't do it." Her face fell in disappointment with herself.

"But you saved me nonetheless, which makes it even more impressive." He smiled at her as reassuringly as he could... She really shouldn't feel bad for doing something good and selfless.

"I had help." She stated calmly, but avoided his eyes. "From your brother."

"You asked THOR for help, out of all people?" Loki looked at her incredulously. "How could he have been of any help?"

Ivy let out a snort. "To be honest, I now totally understand your desire to stab the man. And all the eye-rolling… He is very special." She laughed to herself. "But he loves you dearly, he really does."

"I know." Loki sighed. "But that's his own fault!" He chuckled and watched Ivy from the corner of his eye. She seemed exhausted… But he was curious now.

"So, how was he of any help to you? And how did you get him to help in the first place? He's not really easy to argue with…" He asked curiously, his face now fully turned to her.

"Well, he tried to cut my throat while still sleeping, I assume…" Ivy laughed lightly, but continued as she saw Loki's jaw clench. "He didn't hurt me! I did that thing you do with him, you know, the illusion."

That brought a smile to Loki's face. "Oh really? How did you know you needed to do that?"

"Well, it's not quite that different to the illusions I usually do. It wasn't very difficult, but a very clever idea." She sighed and brought her knees up to her chest, enjoying the warmth of Loki's side resting against her own. "Well, then I showed him some of the memories you shared with me. And before you kill me, I only showed him memories the two of you shared in your childhood. No feelings, nothing that came after. It served to assure him that you trust me, since you showed your memories to me."

"I trust you more than anyone." He stated as a matter of fact, eyeing her curiously.

"Yeah, and that got him to help me. And the fact that he didn't want you to die." She winked at him and smiled. "He also got a few of his friends to help us. They were not quite happy with the fact that they helped to prevent your death, but they probably helped for Thor's sake."

Loki rolled his eyes. Of course they wouldn't help Ivy for her own sake. "Were they rude to you?"

"Yeah, actually. But I could very well ignore that after I punched the blond man in the face." She smiled to herself at the memory, looking down at her bruised knuckles. There hadn't been any time to heal it yet.

"May I?" Loki asked and gently took her wounded hand in his. In less than a minute, it was perfectly healed and the pain was gone.

"I could've done that myself, you know…" Ivy smiled at him.

"I know." He replied, smiling back just the same. Her hand remained in his though.

"So, why did you punch Fandral in the face?" He asked with amusement, even though he was quite sure to know the answer to that already.

"He said he wanted to stab me." Ivy said equally amused, making sure to remember the name Loki had just given blonde guy.

Loki frowned, having expected a different answer. "Literally?"

"Nah… He probably just wanted to have his own ways with me, in his bed." She laughed. It was something she had gotten quite used to, men trying to get her into their beds… It still disgusted her, but it didn't really surprise nor frighten her anymore. The guards in the city had been an exception, as they had insulted Loki. She couldn't possibly have let that slip.

Loki's face on the other hand fell at her words. "He shouldn't have done that." His voice was low and almost had a dangerous touch to it now. "No one shall speak about you like that. You're mine and mine alone."

"You're being quite possessive over someone you hated just a few days back." Ivy chuckled, but on the inside she felt as though lightning had struck her to the very core. Her heart beat too fast against her chest, her skin tingled as if electrified, and a hot and yet cold shiver ran down her back.

"I've never hated you, Ivy…" He said in a quiet voice that was equally husky as it was deep. "I only hated myself for liking you."

His voice did inexplicable things to her, and Ivy had to fight for her eyes to stay open and locked with his. "You like me?"

"More than I should."

"How much more?"

He only shook his head to himself and smiled for a moment, looking down to the ground. "A lot more."

"Oh." She breathed, unsure of whether she had made him uncomfortable by her inquiry or simply amused him.

But then he looked up into her eyes once more, and Ivy could see everything he could not say out loud. She didn't know whether it was because he was afraid of it, or because he just didn't know how, but if he wasn't going to do something about it, then she would have to do it herself. So she looked back into his eyes with everything she felt but couldn't properly express, with every emotion, every ounce of doubt and every spark of hope. They stayed like that for a while, drinking in the other's emotions until everything was said, without as much as a word.

"How did you do that?" He finally asked, his brows furrowing.

"How did I do what?" Ivy asked, seemingly just as confused just as him.

"I could hear your thoughts in my mind." He leaned his head to the side and a slow smile played on his lips. "I'm very flattered by the way."

Now, this was one of the rare occasions when Ivy felt the heat rise to her cheeks, and she indeed blushed furiously.

"Don't be embarrassed, my sweet." He whispered, as he gently pushed her hair from her shoulder and leaned so close that his lips were brushing against Ivy's neck. "I feel just the same about you." Then he pressed a small kiss to the sensitive spot where Ivy's neck connected with her shoulder, making her shudder pleasantly.

Ivy only blushed even more as she felt the goosebumps run all over her skin… She hadn't known that a simple and oh so gentle kiss could set her whole body on fire and make her long for more. So much more…

"Ivy?" Loki's voice snapped her out of her daydream and back into reality. He was sitting so close to her, her shoulder touched his arm and their thighs were only an inch apart, which she immediately closed before she could stop herself. But she wanted to feel more of his body against hers.

"How did you do that?" He asked once more, eyes locking with hers. "How did you speak to me in my mind?"

"I didn't know I was doing that…" She answered honestly, still a little dazed from the rather titillating thoughts she had let herself indulge in for the shortest moment.

Loki frowned, placing his hand on her knee and drawing circles with his thumb. He enjoyed touching her, not only because it made her all flustered, but also because he could be sure that she was still there with him, alive and well. Now that he had let himself get this attached to someone, he was not going to lose her. He would make sure of that.

In the shortest time, she had become his anchor, the focus point his universe orbited around, the one thing he couldn't live without. The suddenness of his feelings for her scared him, but he also couldn't bring himself to really care, nor to fight it anymore. He wasn't one to fall easily, but if he did fall, he did with everything he had.

"Maybe I could try again? You know, to talk to you without words?" Now it was Ivy's turn to pull him out of his thoughts.

"Yeah, do that…" He answered, still caressing her knee. "I'm curious."

Ivy closed her eyes and tried to think of something to say. She let her mind wander to what she had done before, how she had gotten into his mind.

'I enjoy that.' Her voice echoed through his mind.

"You enjoy what?" He asked with a smirk, making Ivy look at him.

"It worked?!" She smiled brightly, her eyes shining with excitement. "I meant I... enjoyed trying this mind thing."

"Are you sure?" He murmured, letting his hand wander from her knee to her inner thigh, drawing lazy lines so softly it annoyed her.

A small sigh escaped her lips and her head fell back against the stone wall behind her. Loki relished the sight, a small smirk playing on his lips as he couldn't stop teasing her.

"Stop that…" She breathed, 'Don't stop.' Her mind responded and Loki couldn't help himself but laugh out loud.

Ivy sat up straight immediately, and frowned at him in the cutest embarrassment. "Stop laughing!"

"But it's adorable to see you try to resist your own mind." He grinned at her.

"It would surprise me if you did any better!" She replied, but decided to validate it at a different time. Instead she scooted a few feet away from him, earning a small noise of disapproval which made her smirk even more.

She retrieved the book of plants from her bag and threw it over to Loki who caught it with one hand and flipped it open with a smile. "That's how you saved me?"

"Yup…" Ivy answered, making a popping noise on the 'p' before she sat down cross-legged, facing Loki this time. That way they could have a serious conversation without getting distracted yet again.

"We searched for that damn book forever. Took six people to find it in time." Ivy explained.

"I hate that I'll have to thank them for helping you…" Loki sighed.

"I wouldn't thank them if I were you. They kept complaining about me, about something that's yours…" Ivy grinned, earning an eye-roll from Loki.

"What did they say?" He asked curiously though.

"Oh, just how much I reminded them of you, and how utterly and terribly that disgusted them." Ivy laughed, remembering their annoyed faces.

"I would've assumed it was a compliment."

"So did I!" They both laughed, shaking their heads at the bunch of people who once were Loki's friends.

Then, Ivy remembered what beard guy had said. "Loki, the man with the huge beard…"

"Volstagg." Loki commented in between.

"Well, Volstagg said that there have been quite a few incidents of poisoning in the city. They can't figure out who does it, nor how to help the victims, since they seem to be unable to identify the poison in the first place."

Loki averted his eyes, but listened carefully to every word Ivy was saying.

"They think it's coincidence, but I came to believe otherwise. I mean, we both have been unlucky enough to be poisoned, and both times they used Midgardian plants!" Ivy said with an odd excitement in her voice, clearly engrossed in her thoughts. "How could there possibly be such a coincidence? It's a different plant every time and the poison is spread randomly around the city. I mean, at first I thought it was only an attack on the royal family. A one-time thing I happened to stumble into. But then, with all the other incidents… I mean I'm not the kind of person who is selfless enough to save the people of Asgard from poisoning just because it's the right thing to do."

That statement made Loki snort, but Ivy continued anyway.

"I want to stop the person who does this. I have to. Not because it's the right thing to do, but because they hurt you." She said and nudged his leg with hers.

"I…" Loki started with a small smile, touched by her words. "You can't possibly punish everyone who ever hurt me."

"But I can try nonetheless. And I most definitely will." She smiled brightly at him, nudging his leg yet again.

"They also poisoned you, does that mean I also have to end them?" He asked with a small laugh, amused by her eagerness to do 'the right thing'.

"Of course! I'm surprised you haven't come up with that before." Ivy grinned and once more nudged his leg.

"If you do that just one more time, I will have to stop you… and you won't enjoy that." He growled, but something in his voice told her that she would indeed enjoy it very much. But now wasn't the time to find out. Unfortunately.

"I have thought of ending the person who did that to you every second since I first got word that you were hurt in my prison cell." He said calmly, yet without the previous flirtatious undertone.

"Your cell?" Ivy questioned.

"Yes, my cell. It's where they lock me up every time they feel like it. The barrier is slightly different than the other cells. The magic, you know…" He trailed off. "It's not of much importance. But yes indeed, I have had the thought quite a lot. Only that until now, there was no indication as for where to look."

"Great. Let's go." Ivy said and nudged him in the leg once more, just to annoy him. Then she got up and turned her back to him, slowly walking towards the middle of the opening. She could hear him getting up as well, his quiet footsteps following closely behind her. Once she stopped in the middle of the opening, he was right behind her the next second.

"I told you not to do that." He whispered in her ear, leaning close to her from behind.

"And I never said I wouldn't." Ivy smirked, preparing herself for whatever was about to happen. But for what happened next, she was not prepared at all.

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BBB Week 31 and 32 Roundup!

Two weeks of content here, go make sure to leave our participants some love!

Title: Height Restriction Collaborator: MagicaDraconia16 Link: AO3 Square Filled: Y2 - "Are you even trying?" Ship: WinterIronStrange Rating: Teen Major Tags: Humor, animal transformation, magic Summary: Hit by a stray spell of Loki's during battle, Tony discovers it has a rather unusual effect. The penthouse was not made for this. Word Count: 2256

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Title: Just Don’t Bite Me, Okay? Collaborator: riotwritesthings Link: Tumblr Square Filled: U5 - Animal Transformation Ship: WinterIron Rating: Teen Major Tags: moodboard and tiny fic, non-graphic injury, vaguely post-AoU, animal transformation, Bucky Barnes on the run, Tony Stark has always been a cat but now it’s official Summary: Tony hates magic. He hates it for a lot of reasons, not least of all his current predicament. Bucky on the other hand is much too busy struggling to stay alive to worry about anything else, much less magic. Right up until he finds an injured cat in an alley. Word Count: 404

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Title: The Legacy -  Chapter 2: Discovering the Legacy Collaborator: caiti-creative-corner Link: AO3 Square Filled: C3 - Free Space Ship: Clint/Laura Rating: Teen Major Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence Summary: The Avengers find out about the existence of the Legacy. Word Count: 2834

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Title: The Lemurian Star (1625, Georges Batroc) Collaborator: plutosrose Link: AO3 Square Filled: B5 - Star Watching Ship: Stucky Rating: Explicit Major Tags: FBI, Art Theft, "He's a Ghost Story", idiots to lovers, Blow Jobs, How to Get Fired Summary: “Are you here to talk about the case?” “You mean my case,” James fixed him with a stern glare. “It’s not your case.” Steve blinked at him. “What the hell are you talking about? It’s in my department, Fury assigned it to me...”James shook his head. “You don’t know shit about HYDRA. I do. So yeah, it’s my case.”-Steve gets assigned a wild goose chase of an art theft case with infamous fellow agent James Barnes. Word Count: 3466

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Title: Kickstart my heart Collaborator: Kalee60 Link: AO3 Square Filled: U2 - speed dating Ship: Stucky Rating: Explicit Major Tags: Hospital AU, explicit sexual content Summary: Bucky’s Wednesday wasn’t off to a great start. Not only did he wake up in a hospital with his annoyed best friend staring down at him, his treating Doctor just happened to be way too familiar, and the reason for that was slightly mortifying. With misunderstandings in the air, a snarky nurse who is a pain in his butt and the ugliest neck brace known to man attached to his body. There was no way his Wednesday was ever going to improve. Could it? Word Count: 10,606

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Title: Stark Cattle Company: An Omegaverse AU - Chapter 2 Collaborator: lokivsanubis Link: AO3 Square Filled: U4 - Entry Ship: Stuckony Rating: Mature Major Tags: Interracial couples (Clint/Sam/Brock), Genderism/ alphaism/ omegaism (secondary gender discrimination) Summary: Bucky comes to the ranch and Tony is quite displeased. Word Count: 4180

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Title: Favorite Customer Collaborator: plutosrose Link: AO3 Square Filled: C4 - Bartender Ship: Stucky Rating: Explicit Major Tags: Alternate Universe - Prohibition Era, Brief Non-Period Typical Attitudes, Period-Typical Ableism, Brief Body Image Issues Summary: Pierce’s club was located inside of Howard Stark’s hotel--all of his hotels had French names that Bucky had a hard time keeping straight--so the door never swung open dramatically. It was instead located off to the side of the entrance, so unobtrusive that most people missed the entrance to the club completely. But that moment was dramatic, because suddenly Natasha wasn’t the only beautiful person in the club anymore. - World War I vet Bucky Barnes works at Alexander Pierce's speakeasy. One night, Steve comes in to ask for a job. Word Count: 2190

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Title: Soldier On Collaborator: plutosrose Link: AO3 Square Filled: K1 - “It Wasn’t Worth It” Ship: Stucky Rating: Teen Major Tags: Alternate Scene, Light PTSD, Established Relationship, Bucky Barnes Recovering Summary: Steve notices that Bucky's arm is causing him pain and gets Tony to work on it. Word Count: 1560

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Title: Held Down Collaborator: Avidreader6 Link: AO3 Square Filled: C1 - Kink: Held Down Ship: SamBucky Rating: Explicit Major Tags: slightly PWP, Alternate Universe - College/University, Alternate Universe - Teachers, Minor Natasha Romanov/Sam Wilson, Anal Sex Summary: Bucky likes being held down during sex and he and Sam think they're ready for actual bonds, but are they? Word Count: 1674

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Title: Knives and Pajamas Collaborator: TiBun Link: AO3 Square Filled: C4 - Terrible Choices Ship: WinterHawk Rating: Teen Major Tags: first meetings, flirting, nudity Summary: Clint is exhausted after a long mission; so what if there’s an assassin in his bedroom? Word Count: 1970

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Title: Thirsty Thursday Collaborator: plutosrose Link: AO3 Square Filled: U5 - Comfort Clothes Ship: Stucky Rating: Explicit Major Tags: slightly PWP, Alternate Universe - College/University, Alternate Universe - Teachers, Minor Natasha Romanov/Sam Wilson, Anal Sex Summary: Yes, Steve dressed like a walking Calvin Klein advertisement more days than he didn’t, but this was different. This was Fancy Restaurant Steve. This was Steve straight out of an incomprehensible Gucci ad. They weren’t going to make it to dinner, because as it turned out, Steve was so attractive that it was going to literally kill him before they got the chance to order appetizers. Word Count: 1428

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Title: Thunder Witch Collaborator: ariasfandom Link: Tumblr Square Filled: C1 - Thor Ship: Bucky/Thor Rating: Gen Major Tags: AU, WinterThunder, Norse Bucky, moodboard Summary: Instead of falling in New Mexico with Jane and Co., Thor falls in the hands (and heart) of Bucky Barnes, a witch who just so happened to study Norse mythology.

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Title: My fuckbuddy is Captain America and other reality-shattering revelations (that keep Bucky awake at night) Collaborator: Minka Link: AO3 Square Filled: Y1 - tension Ship: Stucky Rating:  Explicit Major Tags: Language and sex Summary: “Late night infomercial Cap performer?” Bucky asked in one last, ditch-all effort to force this insanity to make sense. “Documentary reenactor?” Steve didn’t look amused, so Bucky took that as a no .------ When Bucky’s fuckbuddy (who is inexplicably nice to Bucky’s asshole of a cat) wants to attach strings to their relationship, a whole world of secrets trickle into the light of day. Including, but not limited to, Bucky’s love of vodka. Word Count: 12,647

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Title: The Soldier and the Whore - part one and two Collaborator: shakespeareanqueer Link: Tumblr Square Filled: B3 - RESCUE MISSION Ship: Stucky/Reader Rating: Teen Major Tags: Mentions of starvation/emaciation, Hydra stuff, mentions of brainwashing/mind control Summary: The Nomad Avengers find a strange and strangely beautiful woman in an abandoned Hydra compound. Who is she? Is she connected to Bucky? Word Count: 3230

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Title: It's so Much More Exciting (to Look When You Can't Touch) Collaborator: madrefiero Link: AO3 Square Filled: B2 - Kink: Dirty Talk Ship: Bucky/Clint/Steve Rating: Explicit Major Tags: explicit sexual content, voyeurism Summary: As soon as Steve adjourned the meeting, they were both moving toward both the door and each other, completely uncaring that their teammates were still filing out. Bucky got to Clint first and slammed into him hard enough to knock him back against the wall. He was vaguely aware of Steve’s worried call of his name, and Natasha in motion in his peripheral vision, but only for as long as it took to push up on his toes and kiss Clint breathless. Half a second later Clint was braced against the wall, long legs wrapped around Bucky’s waist, holding him as close as he could. “Buck, what the hell?” “I swear to Christ, Stevie.” With an irritated growl, he pulled back from the kiss, swearing under his breath. “Look if you wanna watch me suck Barton’s dick, I’m more than okay with it unless he ain’t.” Word Count: 2506

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Title: Freedom Collaborator: writing-what-writing Link: Tumblr Square Filled: U4 - Classical Musician Ship: none Rating: Gen Major Tags: moodboard, drabble Summary: For Bucky Barnes Bingo. Square filled: U4 classical musician Word Count: 100

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Title: An American Witch at Hogwarts - Chapter 4: Bucky Barnes Collaborator: ibelieveinturtles Link: AO3 Square Filled: C4 - Jarvis Ship: Darcy Lewis/Brock Rumlow, Jane Foster/Loki, Christine Palmer/Bucky Barnes Rating: Teen Major Tags: Hogwarts AU Summary:  Witches and wizards from all over the world are gathering at Hogwarts for the Inaugeral Wizarding Olympics. Word Count: 5091

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Title: Killer Dinner Collaborator: hddnone Link: Tumblr Square Filled: U1 - Innocent until proven guilty Ship: Bucky/Brock Rating: Teen Major Tags: Murderous impulses, drabble Summary: Bucky wants to kill Brock. Word Count: 100

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I was tagged by the incredible lovely @i-dwell-in-darkness

Thank you very much <3

Rules: Tag 9 people who you want to know better/catch up with and then answer these questions.

3 SHIPS:

That‘s hard XD there are so many great ships out there … let‘s see

Preston B. Whitmore/Thaddeus Thatch: I stumbled over that particular ship, while doing something else and … what can I say? They make an insane amount of sense? I mean maybe it‘s juts this particular author … but man I dig them <3 definitely check out “Damn Fool Expeditions” by IncurableNecromantic if you ever have some time left and no idea what to do with it XD. Also pining … lot‘s of pining XD 58k of pining (at least from one side) and they don‘t so much as touch pinkies … <3

Frostiron: again, insane amount of sense … they are basically both princess … both magic users (because what Tony does with the laws of physics is not O.K. XD … like he basically bends them over the kitchen counter and has his wicked way with them … ) also, I am a sucker for the classics … so enemies to lovers … yeah … and they just have great energy together since they are both completely bonkers but in different though equally enjoyable ways … also … endless possibilities for hurt/comfort seeing as one of them is basically unkillable … much to his ever lasting chagrin … poor dear <3

I know that is probably cheating but … this is my questionnaire and “I do what I want!” XD

Honorable mention:

Capslok: just … they shouldn‘t work together … but … Loki really works with everyone and … Steve is just so gosh darn golly nice … it somehow works … and what can I say … it‘s so sweet and fluffy and … it‘s basically like very attractive comfort food XD If you are so inclined and don‘t mind huge amounts of gore (seriously this is NOT PG 13) check out „Remember This Cold“ by Lise it is really great if you are O.K. with someone doing the vivisection mambo …

Francis Crozier/James Fitzjames: No surprises here XD But they are just so cute together … I love that Francis is all in or all out … like once he decides to stop hating James he just stops … full stop … and I love that James doesn‘t carry a grudge just takes full advantage of the fact that Francis is no longer pushing him away, to indulge his hero crush … and I love that they would do anything for each other … anything … like … James doesn‘t have to argue … or beg … he just has to ask for help and Francis tries his best to help him in any way shape or form he can …

They are just comfortable with each other … in their mutual respect and admiration … and that is very sexy of them <3 … also you know … enemies to friends to lovers … I never stood a chance <3 They are like the lovechild of Frostiron and Capslock XD

LAST SONG I LISTENED TO:

No idea… I have the radio on in the background … but the last song I actively sought out was … either „No Mercy“ by The Living Tombstone or … Do You Feel It? by Chaos Chaos (formerly Smoosh) … what can I say? I love  a good beat XD

CURRENTLY WATCHING:

Currently nothing since I am still digging my way through the results of two (2) fandom events

You guys are all amazing! <3

But once I am done I have the Crown on my bucket list XD

CURRENTLY CRAVING:

Food? Some small dough thing that is deep fried in fat and is served with sugar and cinnamon. No idea what it‘s called but I had it once 25 years ago and I still crave it with a passion <3

Generally? I crave to live in a world where everyone gets what they need to live happy and healthy and contently and not just what they can afford because of who momi and daddy where …

I never tag anyone who wants to participate … that’s my secret talent XD … so … everyone who wants to is invited :-)

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