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DAN AND PHIL AND CATS 2024

Hello furry friends.

It is true. The sequel to the fabled canine calendar is here.. and this time we’re feline fine! (i am so sorry)

Presenting - the Dan and Phil and Cats 2024 Calendar

Taking the strong theme of 80’s awkward family photos and the world’s ugliest sweaters to the next level - this is a full 12 month calendar each with its own dreamy retro concept photo, accompanied by a cute kitty (or two!). 

Why not mark August with Soft-prom Dan and Phil?

Or celebrate spooky season with angsty vampire Dan and Phil?

This may be the single best thing we’ve ever created in our lives. The sheer power of the aesthetic is only matched by the aura of cats, that honestly were only there to be stroked, sleep and eat and barely acknowledged our existence.

If you want to see the making of the calendar we uploaded a BTS vlog here: https://youtu.be/ZBzitn5_OUg

Shoutout to our brilliant artist photographer Linda Blacker.

BUT THAT’S NOT ALL - in case you wanted something to keep you warm we also have the:

Legalise Catboys Sweater

A soft grey sweater featuring Dan and Phil as Catboys working at a café. A political slogan, a rallying cry. What does this message mean? Whatever the world needs it to.

And yes, if Americans buy it from the US shop it will incorrectly be spelled Legalize. You strange United Z'ers Z'ing up our language.

The Dan and Phil and Cats 2024 Calendar, and LegaliZZZE Catboys Sweater are available right now!

Worldwide: http://danandphilshop.com USA: http://us.danandphilshop.com

Thank you for all of your support in this comeback era of DAPG, together we are truly healing the world and the miscellaneous trauma of the last few years and the vibes are at an all time high. We hope you are all excited for the festive season! My what content awaits.

Love Dan and Phil

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Masterlist

Chapter Thirteen - Falling Fancy

Word Count - 954

Tw - Addiction, Cops

Ship - Loki x Stark! Reader

Plot - Stark! Reader get stuck watching Loki after the events of 2012. Moments of weakness and bad decisions involving the world's most hated man lead to the worst possible outcome, pregnancy.

"Mother, there is no easy way to tell you this. I have put myself into quite a compromising position."

"Loki, what could you have possibly done while in prison?"

"I am going to be a father." He paused to gauge his mother's expression. Her face had fallen. Not from disgust or disappointment, but shock. He continued, "And I am actually quite looking forward to it."

"Who is she? Is she someone I know?" She asked, keeping her composure.

"She's a mortal woman of Midgard." He explained.

"An earthling? That's impossible." She dismissed.

"Improbable, however not quite impossible."

"I see." She gestured her hand up and the barrier between the two dismantled. She wanted to have an earnest conversation with her son, no safety precaution necessary. "Tell me about her."

"She-", he was careful not to mention your lineage, "She's the smartest and most beautiful woman I have ever laid my eyes upon. She is kind and understanding and a tenfold stronger than half the soldiers I've battled." Frigga saw the light in his eyes as he spoke of you. She was delighted to see him excited about a pleasant cause for once, especially due to the unlikelihood of being imprisoned and hopeful.

"You love her." She stated, not making it into a question. There was no doubt in her mind.

"I find that I may be falling fancy."

The time flew past as he carefully gifted his mother with gentle anecdotes, worldly gossips, and of course-- speaking about you.

You on the other hand, felt as if every minute was somehow converted into hours. Like a time-change, only even worse and impossible to get used to. Your mother begged you to come back home. And eventually, you gave in. Partially because of Nat's returning and Thor's sudden 'family meeting' based departure, but mainly it was out exhaustion and necessity.

You had gone from impressed to depressed with life in an apartment that wasn't your own. It didn't feel right. The uncomfortable hair that never seemed to dry because you weren't used to a shampoo that wasn't your own. The constant running to the store in a black tracksuit no matter the weather because god- her cabinets were emptier than you felt right now. Even the consistency of reality t.v. became a chore. Every aspect of your life had changed, even more than before, and you couldn't even have a 'god-dammed glass of wine'.

So, when Pepper called you at the crack of dawn, scratch that more like the sliver of dawn, to tell you that your father hasn't come home in two days, you knew you had to be there for her.

Life felt simpler without your father being around. The constant ease between you two, even with your ever-growing pregnancy, felt refreshing. But, it also felt hollow. How could you truly be happy when your father is out who knows where doing who knows what? It didn't seem fair. But what ever did when it came to Tony Stark.

"You're getting a call, sweetie." Pepper's voice brought you back to reality. Your phone was buzzing and you swiped to answer swiftly.

"Hi, is this Y/N or Pepper Stark?"

"It's actually Pott-, never mind, yes. Who is this?"

"Hi, I'm calling from Sunlight Recovery on behalf of your father."

"Hold on one second." You paused the call to look up what 'Sunlight Recovery' was. 'A vacation for your mind. New Jersey's best ranked recovery center for addicts, alcoholics, and survivors'. You looked over to your mother in the kitchen.

"Who is it?" She asked, placing her glass down and walking towards you. She could tell just by the look of your eye that you were panicking.

"A rehab, they said it's about dad?"

"Give me the phone, I'll handle this." She ushered you out of the room.

"Hello, this is Pepper Potts, Tony's-", she paused. "partner. May I ask what this is about?"

"It's great to speak with you, Miss Potts. I was calling to inform you that your husband, I'm sorry, partner has completed enough days for a phone call. You are under no obligation to speak with him."

"'Days completed?' What does that mean? How long has he been with you?"

"Tony came to us around four days ago at the request of the local police." What?

"Police?"

"According to our records, he had managed to get caught up in a sting operation against a Jersey drug dealer."

"Jesus. I'm guessing he talked himself into staying in a cushy rehab center, as opposed to a dirty cold prison cell?" She wasn't even surprised anymore. She just internalized the information given to her and accepted it, for now.

"I'm afraid so, Ma'am. Do not fret, we value extreme confidentiality and discretion with all of our patients. He has been registered for a thirty day session, are you able to pick him up at that time?"

"I'll arrange a car. I have to go, tell Tony I said 'hello'."

You were confused, but ultimately surprised by the call being from a rehab. You were glad he was getting the help he needed, but that didn't settle the deep feelings of regret about what you said regarding your child.

"Well if it isn't my favorite Stark." You looked up to see Loki, once again in front of your bed.

"Now is not the time, Loki. I'm really not in the mood for another one of your pedantic illusionary rants that ultimately make me feel like shit." He sat next to you on the bed.

"That is precisely why I'm here, darling." He placed his hand upon your own and eventually moved both of them to your stomach to feel your baby.

~

Well, finals suck. Next chapters smut btw as a thank you for the patience. Stay safe my little guttersluts - kat.

Taglist - @kats72

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Masterlist

Chapter Twelve - One Day at a Time

Word Count - 894

Tw - Homophobia, Prison

Ship - Loki x Stark! Reader

Plot - Stark! Reader get stuck watching Loki after the events of 2012. Moments of weakness and bad decisions involving the world's most hated man lead to the worst possible outcome, pregnancy.

Works Cited - Thor : The Dark World

Thor spent the night on the couch, outrageously uncomfortable. He didn't want to leave you like this. You basically cried yourself to sleep. He wanted to just show you love, but he didn't want to overstep any boundaries. If he had it his way, he would be holding you as you slept, wiping your tears, and soothing your nightmares. He made a promise to take care of you.

"Thor, after all this time and now you've come to visit me. Why? Have you come to gloat? To mock?" Loki approached the glass.

"Loki, enough. Brother, why would you take Stark's only child to bed? Could you not find another lady or fellow to court?" He asked, outside of Loki's cell. He had just came back from Earth, stopping at the prison before continuing his effort to ease the tension between realms.

"Why not? You mustn't tell me that you never noticed her appearance? It was alluring and I couldn't stay away. Not to mention the attitude of that one. A worthy adversary."

"Enough with the illusions." Thor commanded and Loki removed the illusion of himself and showed his true reality. He was disheveled and leaning against the wall, sitting. He had spent the last month or however long he was in there wondering about you and your child.

"Tell me, how is she?" He looked up at his brother with desperation in his eyes.

"You really care for her, Brother." Thor was surprised to say the least. He had expected you to have been another conquest to fuel his rebellion.

"I wouldn't be speaking to you if I didn't." Loki had a list of names carved into the wall behind him. Baby names. Thor almost forgot his brother's crimes as he read through the list, seeing both their mother and grandmother's names sketched in.

"You know, you've caused quite a stir, impregnating her."

"Oh brother, it wasn't entirely intentional. I can't say I quite regret it, however."

"Why would you even risk it? You have thousands of suiters on this realm."

"What can I say, I truly love a challenge."

"Loki-"

"Can you just promise me one thing? Can you take care of her and make sure that she's okay?"

To be completely honest, Thor had only been to his cell when they put him in it. He was more than overwhelmed with the situation Loki had put them in, but he still loved his brother, regardless of lineage. Thor never cared that they weren't blood-related. Despite occasionally joking about the adoption, he was just not the type of person to detach himself from anyone. He loved his brother. They were raised together, they played together, they fought together, and they even wept together during battle.

When he heard the news of Loki's actions, he had to force himself to forget over a thousand years of memories. He shoved it deep down inside and he put on a brave face. He tried to be angry at his brother, but he was really just frustrated. He knew the tremendous pain Loki felt and the depression he had fallen into when he learned the truth of his identity. Loki hid his sorrows in battle.

Thor knew he had to do the same. He put on the mask of a soldier and tried to do what was deemed right for him to do. However, now that he had seen his brother disheveled, malnourished, and in shackles, he broke. Thor cried as he saw the guards put Loki into his cell. He held his mother as he tried to be strong for her, but silently cried when she fell into his chest, sobbing uncontrollably.

He had seen Loki go through a myriad of melancholy during their time together. He supported his little brother through times where he wasn't even quite sure what was going on. He showed him love when he came out to him, unable to provide thoughtful advice, but instead offering a shoulder to cry on and help with his struggles. Thor didn't quite know what being bisexual or gender-fluid was a millennia ago, but his culture always accepted a person's differences. Even if that was contrary to their father's belief of Loki's identity "bringing shame and confusion" to the people as their prince.

"I will always care for you, brother, and at this moment that means to care for Y/N as well."

You woke up with a pounding headache from all the crying. As you sat up from Nat's bed, you heard voices. You hesitantly followed them to the living room. Pepper was here.

"Mom?" You rubbed the sleep from your eyes as you grabbed a mug for your morning caffeine fix.

She looked up at you and your heart dropped. She looked terrible. She always looked amazing and put together, but right now she looked as if she hadn't slept or showered in days. She still looked great to the normal eye, but you could see past her facade.

"Hey." She smiled a tearful, tired smile and you put down your mug and pulled her into a hug. It felt like you never wanted to let each other go.

"Are you okay?" You grabbed her hands and looked up into her eyes. You didn't want her to lie so she can stay strong for you. You wanted honesty.

"I've been better."

ahhh omg i had a terrible allergic reaction and then developed laryngitis and a fever from it bc of my autoimmune disease (i feel like THAT ao3 writer lmao). hope u enjoyed some brother-y interactions between the two bc all i ever so for thor and loki is smut or hate. stay safe my little guttersluts - kat.

p.s. fun fact my cat is named odin lmao

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not to be that ao3 writer but i had a horrific allergic reaction last week that did NOT pair well w my autoimmune disease and now i have ✨laryngitis✨. next chapter will be out before thursday.

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ahh thank u guys so much for all the support! im trying to get the next chapter out as soon as possible! im swamped in school rn and if anyone's in college in the us ull know professors love to drowm us in homework and projects before thanksgiving break. don't choke my little guttersluts - kat.

hint - next chapter will have some wholesome brother content!

ps. kinda thinking abt changing my tagline to say safe my little guttersluts (i am not as graphic as i used to be despite being a high school sophomore virgin when i came up with it LMAO)

u guys w chapters

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Masterlist

Chapter Eleven - You're On Your Own, Kid

Word Count - 1,113

Tw - Alcoholism, Mention of Drugs, Fighting, Drunkenness

Plot - Stark! Reader get stuck watching Loki after the events of 2012. Moments of weakness and bad decisions involving the world's most hated man lead to the worst possible outcome, pregnancy.

"I know, Mom. I just can't believe I was so stupid. Of course he would recognize me."

"It's not your fault. Can you just come home?"

"Has he drank today?"

"He hasn't put a bottle down since you left."

"Then I can't come home. I'm sorry." You hung up the phone as you inserted the key into Natasha's door, Thor following behind you with his arms full of bags.

"Are you okay?" He asked as you hunted through Nat's kitchen, looking for something to fulfill your craving.

"My dad saw a photo of us in the news and he thinks you're the father," You explain, grabbing a box of saltine crackers, "Does she really only order in?" You mumble.

"Isn't that what you wished for? To keep my chaos-filled brother in the dark?" You offered a sleeve of crackers and he raised a brow before opening it.

"I guess, I just didn't want it to happen outside of my terms."

"Completely understandable. I apologize for drawing attention in the city." He tried a saltine and smiled a bit at the taste.

"It's not your fault, Thor. You were being a good Uncle." You ate another cracker.

"It was my intention to care for you and it turned out to harm you."

"It's still better than him finding out it's really your brother." You shrugged. He had finished the entire sleeve of crackers and you chuckled at his speed.

"Oddly tasty for a Migardian cuisine." He smiled.

"What do you normally eat for a snack on Asgard?"

"A lot of grapes really." You laughed with him.

You showed Thor different shows and he was fascinated by the American taste in humor.

"What is this one called? I am rather fond of the foolishness."

"Catfish. It came out this year. I can't stop watching. People are stupid." You laughed.

He couldn't keep his eyes off the screen, constantly asking questions in order to understand the slang and behaviors. A knock on the door interrupted you both. You tried to ignore it but it persisted, followed by a voice.

"I know you're in there, Y/N!" It was your father.

You paused the TV and exchanged looks with Thor, careful to not make a sound.

"I heard the TV." He pounded. He was slurring his words, drunk as a skunk.

"I will answer, Sister. Go into the bedroom and don't come out until he's calmed down." Thor told you and you listened, making a b-line to the bedroom. You were apprehensive, but you trusted Thor. He had centuries of de-escalation training.

"Open this fucking door, right now." Tony yelled.

"Hello, Stark." Thor answered, opening the door, taken aback by his disheveled appearance.

"You must have some fucking nerve." Tony growled as he entered.

"Must we argue? Can we simply have a civil discussion? We aren't enemies, there is no need to brawl." Thor reasoned.

"I don't think so, you fucked my daughter, Pointbreak." Tony stumbled, Thor leaned in to steady him.

"How much liquor have you ingested, Stark?"

"None of your business."

"Did you drive here?"

"Stop asking me these stupid ass questions." He sighed, shaking his head.

"No, I wont, I care for you. No matter your thoughts about me, I think of you as family, and soon we will be." Thor tried to extend an olive branch.

"That's it." Your father puncher Thor in the gut.

"Dad, stop!" You entered, yelling.

"No, you don't get a say. He took advantage of you, knocked you up, and left the fucking planet. I get to kick his ass." You moved in between your father and your pretend-lover. Thor was still clenching his stomach. He may have been a god, but he wasn't ready for that.

"Move." He yelled, trying to find you.

"Stop! You're drunk, dad. Think about this, do you really want to lose me and mom again?" You felt a tear fall and you were quick to wipe it, hoping your father was too inebriated to notice.

"I don't know what I want." He retorted, seemingly noticing the pain he's caused, to you emotionally and to Thor physically.

"You always talk about how you missed out on the first years of my life, do you really want to miss all of your granddaughters?" You couldn't hide your emotions anymore. You were becoming undone. Thor stepped forward and placed his hand on your shoulder and you looked behind to see him staring at you, desperately trying to make sure you were okay.

"Don't you dare threaten me." He pointed his finger.

"I think it might be best to table this conversation for when you aren't intoxicated, Tony." Thor tried once more to reason.

"You don't know what's best for me, or her." His face was turning red, you didn't know if it was from the alcohol or his mood.

"All I want is to be there for your daughter, to show her that she is loved in this trying time. I want to be there for her child, to be by her side as she grows up." He smiles at you. You gave him a teary but heartfelt grin.

"Dad, I'm gonna call Uncle Rhodey to pick you up. I can't talk with you when you're like this." You pulled out your phone and stepped away to call your uncle, he had always been there for you and Pepper when it came to the downfall of your father.

"Stark, let me get you a water." Thor walked and grabbed a bottle from the fridge and handed it to him.

He was overwhelmed with emotions and he was too drunk to understand any of them. He hated you right now, but he loved you too much to lose you. So, he took the water and looked for his phone in his jacket, he just wanted to call Pepper. He wanted to apologize for what he had said to her when he saw the press. He felt remorseful. He wanted so desperately to make this work, he just didn't know how.

Something fell from his jacket as he pulled out his phone.

"You dropped something," Thor picked up the item and looked at it closer, "Wait, what is this?" He asked, now holding the bag of white powder.

"None of your business." Tony grabbed it as fast as he could, but not fast enough for you to not see it as you reentered the vicinity.

"Are you kidding me? You're using again?" You finally broke. You weren't feeling sorrow anymore, just pure anger.

"No, I swear I haven't used, I just- I keep it with me, as a reminder."

"Get the fuck out."

im trying my best to write the next chapter so u guys dont have to wait too long. i started posting this with eight chapters pre-written, so now we're all caught up with my work. i hope u guys are liking the story! pls leave comments as it makes my day. don't choke my little guttersluts - kat.

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You rp

i do not lol. i used to when i was twelve and got so invested in becoming an aot character that i cried bc i wasnt mikasa..

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Masterlist

Chapter Ten - For The Sake of Privacy

Ship - Loki x Stark! Reader

Word Count - 972

Tw - Anxiety

Plot - Stark! Reader get stuck watching Loki after the events of 2012. Moments of weakness and bad decisions involving the world's most hated man lead to the worst possible outcome, pregnancy.

"Have you ever thought of engaging in the practice of plaiting?" Thor questioned you as you tried to tame your wet hair, in a way that made it less obvious you just got out of the shower.

"Are you asking if I ever braid my hair? Yeah, sometimes." You replied, finally putting down the brush and just placing your hair into your comfort, go-to style.

"No, not for occasion. In Asgard, we grow our hair and care for it in the practice of braiding. It can often symbolize status among us and considering the position you are on the precipice of, I think it would suit you rather becomingly." He explained and you felt your heart do a flip.

"Awh, thank you, Thor."

"Brother, if you will."

"I would love to call you that, but it would be a bit complex to explain?"

"Really? For around three hundred of your mortal years, my dear brother insisted on being called 'Lady Loki'. Every several centuries he'll change his form and perceived appearance. Do you Midgardians have anything like that?"

"Not without a lot of money."

You had put on your traditional "going out" look, which consisted of an all black pants, with a black hoodie with the hood up. You also put on your sunglasses into your bag just in case.

"Are we stopping at a wake, Lady Y/N?"

"Look who's got jokes now. No, this is my paparazzi outfit. People tend to swarm when they hear a Stark is out and about." You laughed.

"I see, shall I make myself more covert?" He asked, putting on a black beanie of Nat's that he found on her table.

"I doubt anything would disguise you, you're kind of like impossible to ignore."

"I take that as a compliment."

"You should." He chuckled.

The two of you took a taxi into town, Thor having to bend over to fit into the small town-car backseat. You struggled to hold back a laugh over his godly stature inside the lowly New York yellow cab.

“Is that Thor?”

“Who’s he with?”

“That’s not Jane.”

It was already becoming your worst nightmare. Memories of being followed and photographed filled your head as people started to gather around the two of you as you entered the store.

"Thor! Thor! Are you expecting a child?"

"Thor! Who are you with?"

Someone had called the paparazzi already. The press was trying to get inside the store and Thor placed his Mjölnir umbrella through the door handles, locking them out.

"Madam, may we close the store for the sake of privacy?" Thor approached the manager and you thanked his extroverted personality for doing so.

"Yes, of course. I have to say thank you for everything you've done. It's truly an honor to meet you." She replied as she turned the open sign off.

You were careful to make sure your hood never once dropped, protecting your identity from those outside. Nevertheless, it was becoming a lot, there was pounding on the glass windows taking over your senses, flashes from the cameras blinding you, and of course, the loud yelling as the crowd was dying to know the identity of the pregnant woman attached to his arm.

"I like this one." Thor was holding a onesie with the Captain America shield as the design.

"Nice." You smiled as you tried to look without turning your head entirely, avoiding the view of the public.

"Are you okay, Y/N?" He asked and you were thankful he stopped using the 'Lady', no matter how informal it made him feel.

"Yeah, it's just that there's a lot happening out there. You're probably used to all the sound and praise, being a god and a prince."

"You're correct in that assumption, however I recently learned a Migardian expression that seemed to calm Banner."

"Okay?"

"Imagine a sunset on a beach."

"Okay."

"The suns going down. It's going real low. It meets the sea and the waves are crashing. The sand is glowing brighter than the fading sun."

You weren't going to lie, you felt rather apprehensive at first, but it honestly began to help as he repeated it, guiding your breathing.

"We would like to purchase one of everything." He told the sales associate waiting on the two of you and she gleefully started to gather clothing.

"That's really not necessary, Thor. We can just grab a few things and go."

"That's foolish! We need to shop for a god, a princess."

"How did you-"

"You seemed to forget my gift of fertility intuition, my Dear Sister."

Your heart melted. He was really the sweetest person alive, well not person, God. The employees finished gathering the large variety of clothing he had requested as you ushered him to the checkout.

"Do not worry, little one. I shall pay." Thor pulled out a small bag of gold and diamonds.

"Oh, I'm sorry sir. We only accept cash or card." The cashier explained as Thor began to look sad, furrowing his brow in confusion. He looked towards you with puppy-dog eyes

"I got this." You pulled out your black AmericanExpress card and handed it to the man behind the counter. The man's eyes lit up as he recognized the name on the metal.

"You're Y/N Stark?"

Fuck.

"Don't worry, we value client confidentiality." The manager rushed to his side to reassure you.

On the other side of town, Tony got an alert from Jarvis about the actions of you two.

"Sir, Thor is in the news."

"What's he up to?" He asked as he sat down onto his sofa, scotch in hand.

"Sir, Thor has been spotted shopping for baby clothes in the city."

"What?" Tony struggled to catch his glass as his whole body shook in realization.

"Alongside a mysterious pregnant woman in black."

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Masterlist

Chapter Nine - Just Eyeliner and a Gun

Ship - Loki x Stark! Reader

Word Count - 1,059

Tw - Therapist Nat and Himbo Thor

Plot - Stark! Reader get stuck watching Loki after the events of 2012. Moments of weakness and bad decisions involving the world's most hated man lead to the worst possible outcome, pregnancy.

You had spent the night in Nat’s apartment. The couch wasn’t the comfiest for lying down and crying in, but she was rarely home so you forgave her decoration choices, or rather lack thereof.

“What’s going on?” She opened the door, after thoroughly determining you weren’t a spy trying to infiltrate her apartment using your face.

“Tony’s back to his old ways.” You invited yourself in and immediately laid face down onto the couch, already starting your comfort analysis as you sobbed.

“I’m going to kill him. What did he say?” She sat next to you, moving your hair in an attempt to see your face. You tilted to turn your head to her before you answered.

“He thinks he deserves to know who the father is and that this can’t be hard for me because he fought in a war.” You sighed.

“Y/N, trauma isn’t a comparable thing. Everyone’s experiences in life are different and valid.” She reassured you, and it actually made your feel better.

“Thank you.”

“Is Pepper okay?”

“I don’t know. I left before I could tell. He was screaming at her, Nat. He was drinking straight from the bottle. It was just like last time, except this time, I left before I could say anything stupid.”

“That was a smart decision, kid. You prioritized yourself and your baby. Stress is hard on your body, even when you’re not pregnant.” You nodded.

Her bedroom door opened, revealing a man in just his boxers.

“Pregnant? Are you pregnant, Emily?” He questioned. You looked to Nat as she gave you a ‘don’t ask’ expression.

“Go home, Scott.” He agreed and grabbed his belongings, leaving with a handful of clothes, afraid to take the time to get dressed.

“Do I ask?” You snorted, glad you were feeling humor for the first time today.

“Listen, I don’t ask you what you do in your down time.”

“Fair enough.” You both laughed together, enjoying the awkwardness and even embracing it.

“I wish I could drink right now.” You admitted, chuckling as she followed suit.

“I have something better than alcohol. It soothes the soul just right.” She explained and you were concerned, but accepting of whatever Russian trick came to follow.

She grabbed her TV remote and made you close your eyes as she found what she was looking for.

“Welcome back to Love Island!” The TV blasted and you erupted in laughter.

“Hey, there is nothing better than shitty reality TV. You get to get out of your own life for fifty minutes and enjoy watching privileged hotties make stupid decisions.”

The next two days basically concluded entirely of binge-watching the entire season of Love Island and watching random Kitchen Nightmare episodes. You never wondered what Natasha Romanoff, the Black Widow, did to unwind. Now, you get it. It was just sad she had to leave again, this time for a mission even you weren’t allowed to know the location of.

“Can’t I just stay here by myself?” You pleaded and she laughed.

“Nice try. You’re a barely adult pregnant with some alien spawn, you need a babysitter.” She said as she grabbed her suitcase, it was small enough to fit in carry-on. She explained earlier that she doesn’t need much on the road, just eyeliner and a gun.

“Can’t I get Bruce to come over?”

“No way. I’m not risking him Hulking out over your shared complaining about my furniture.”

“What about Barton?”

“He has a family, Y/N. I already called Thor, stop trying to get out of it.”

“How do you even call him? He’s in outer space. I doubt they have T-Mobile on Asgard.” You raised a valid point.

“I have this weird pager thing that works in space. I don’t what it is or what it does, Fury gave it to me in case of emergencies. He said he didn’t want to bothered with Asgardians for awhile. Maybe a satellite?” She pondered.

“That’s actually kind of cool. But, can’t you stay another day? I don’t want to finish the two-parter Kitchen Nightmares special by myself and I know how much you love Gordon.”

“I stayed an extra day yesterday. I have to go now. The spare keys are in the junk drawer and takeout menus are on the fridge. Just remember-“

“I know, never say Natasha Romanoff lives here. I get it. We’ve gone over your covert spy regulations like ten times by now.”

“It saves lives, Y/N. Now I have to go, give me a hug for good measure.” You walked up to her and she wrapped her arms around you, separating herself to instead kneel in front of you, she placed her hand on your stomach.

“Goodbye, baby Thor. I’ll miss you.” You laughed.

“I think you should know, it’s a girl.” You told her. She stood back up and grabbed you, pulling you into a tighter hug than before.

“I can’t wait to meet her, the future Princess of Asgard.”

She left. Hours later a knock was sounded on the door. You paused the DVR and walked to the peephole, seeing an armored chest at the eye-level. Thor.

“Little Stark! The bearer of an heir!” He greets you as you shush him, ushering him into the apartment.

“Nat said we can’t vocalize any identifiers. Her words, not mine.” You laugh.

“I do not understand the sentiment, but I accept the terms.” He earnestly said, and you laughed internally.

"So, what do you want to do?" You tried to fill the awkward silence.

"Do you wish to buy some garb fit for children?"

"Do you mean go baby shopping?" You corrected, laughing.

"Of course. Shall we?" He asked.

"Uh, I need to shower and get ready. There's a TV with a stocked DVR in the living room."

"There were several words in that sentence that were just letters," He paused, "I shall retire to the room of living." You chucked as you headed towards the bathroom.

Nat had just about every form of self care possible in her cabinet. She had a thorough skin-care regimen that you honestly respected. You overheard Thor become frustrated as he pushed random buttons on the remote, confused by the different channels.

"Aha! I have found something worthy of my efforts." He yelled, triumphantly.

It was the classical music channel.

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Chapter Eight - Only Good For a Fxxk

Ship - Loki x Stark! Reader

Word Count - 796 (but its a lot to process)

Tw - Everything. Alcoholism, Drug Addiction and Use, Abuse, Anger

Plot - Stark! Reader get stuck watching Loki after the events of 2012. Moments of weakness and bad decisions involving the world's most hated man lead to the worst possible outcome, pregnancy.

"Just tell me, I won't be upset." Tony had been begging your for the identity of the father all day.

"Don't make promises you can't keep, Tony." Pepper warned.

"What's that supposed to mean?" He asked and you followed his retort with a long sigh.

"It doesn't mean anything- look, it's up to her to tell us when she's ready." Pepper tried to ease his rising anger with rationale.

"Then why does it seem like you already know who he is?"

"I don't! I just understand the importance of privacy in situations like this."

"My barely grown daughter is pregnant and you think she deserves privacy right now?" He made a sound of disgust and walked to his bar.

"Tony, think about how hard this is for her."

It was like you weren't even in the room anymore. Maybe that was for the best, you tended to have a similar anger management style as your father. Pepper was like the water that put out your fires.

"How hard it is for her? I just fought a fucking war, rebuilt our home, and oh, yeah I saved the whole goddamn world! She doesn't know what hard is." He poured himself a glass, before just taking the bottle of scotch instead.

"Do you think drinking is really going to help?" She asked and he slammed his hand down onto the bar's countertop.

"What the hell am I supposed to do instead?" He drank.

Memories of his alcoholism flooded your brain as you watched him drink. You started to feel yourself getting hot again as tears dared to stream down your face. Pepper tried to cool him down, but she couldn't. No one could.

Little did you know, Pepper was reminded of when he found out about you. She had flashbacks of his negative behavior whenever things got rough. Sometimes she would stay up crying, scared to sleep next to him because of all he's done to her.

"I have a daughter and you didn't think to tell me? Are you really just another dumb blonde who's good for a fuck and nothing else?"

"Tony, stop. You don't mean that. Just put down the bottle."

"How long have you known?" He asked as he downed the vodka in his hand, barely making a face at it's sting. It was becoming water to him every time he drank. He couldn't even have tequila or gin anymore because he didn't feel anything from it. All he wanted was to feel something. He had tried everything but getting help.

"The hospital called me last week to inform me her mother had died. You were passed out in a bed of drunken models kissing your chest. What was I supposed to do? Did you want me to be your perfect girlfriend and wake you up with a glass of water and an aspirin and just forget about everything you'd done that night? I wanted you to be in the right state of mind."

"You were supposed to fucking tell me." He threw the bottle against the wall. The glass ricocheting into different directions. Pepper got used to cleaning up his messes. But not this time.

"I didn't know how you were going to take it. I was right in not telling you then. Maybe I shouldn't have told you at all." Pepper started to walk towards the elevator with tears swelling in her eyes.

"You fucking bitch."

"I'm going to find her somewhere to sleep that isn't covered in coke and the smell of weed."

She left and all of the positive feelings he had ingrained into his brain as a way to remedy his addiction left with her. He walked his way back to his bathroom. He splashed water onto his face and tried to regain his composure.

When that didn't work, he resorted to his old friend.

He pulled out the last of his stash and poured it onto the counter, he lined the powder up with the edge of his flip phone and closed a nostril. As he snorted the cocaine, he felt the orgasmic feeling he had been searching for.

He felt nothing.

He desperately wanted to feel nothing right now, because all of his thoughts were anger towards you for keeping such a large thing from him, and anger towards Pepper for enabling it. No one seemed to bother to include him into their lives. At moments like this he wished he never promised to stop using.

As much as it killed you, you couldn't tell him now, in this state. You just went to your room and began to pack. You didn't have a clue where you were going to go. You just knew you couldn't be here. It wasn't safe. For you or the baby.

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Chapter Seven - The Best One

Ship - Loki x Stark! Reader

Word Count - 1,063

Tw - Pain

Plot - Stark! Reader get stuck watching Loki after the events of 2012. Moments of weakness and bad decisions involving the world's most hated man lead to the worst possible outcome, pregnancy.

You dreamt of Asgard that night. Thor entertaining the family with stories of his travels, as Loki showed your daughter illusions of fireworks as she giggled, trying to touch them. The King and Queen were drafting the announcement of a new Princess. Every aspect of Asgard was beautiful, as was this moment. From the gold tiara adoring her head to the reflection of the rainbow bridge in her eyes. You couldn’t imagine a better way to welcome your child into the world.

But that was fiction. You woke up abruptly to a sharp pain in your stomach. Something was wrong. You bent over in agony as you let out a cry. Pepper was sleeping beside you, afraid to leave you alone ever since you told her. She jumped awake at the sound.

“What’s wrong, honey?” She asked, rubbing circles onto your back, a practice she had been doing every time you got upset since she met you. It always worked. It used to always work.

“Something’s not right.” You muttered, grabbing your stomach as you let out another groan.

“I’m getting your father.” She sat up, adjusting her pajama blouse.

“No! You can’t! He can’t know, Pepper, Please.” You begged as you felt a wave of heartburn come over you, grabbing your chest.

“You’re in pain, Y/N. This has gone on long enough. I love you, but your health is my number one priority.” You nodded, accepting your fate.

She left the room to get your father and you erupted into tears. You didn’t know whether it was from the pain, the burning, the anxiety, or just relief from not having to keep your secret much longer. You struggled to see from all of the tears. You could taste the snot dripping onto your lips. You felt hot, red hot. Your brain struggled to come up with a single coherent thought as you so desperately tried to come up with an excuse. It was too late. You needed to accept what was happening. You were pregnant and you couldn’t hide it any longer.

“What is going on?” Tony stormed in as you looked up. The second your eyes met, you could see his soul breaking. He couldn’t keep himself together, seeing you like this. He had never seen you this upset, not even when you lost your mother. “Oh.” He wasn’t able to come up with anything else to say to you.

“Do you hate me?” You sobbed as he grabbed you and enveloped you into a hug.

“I never could.” He says into your ear as he cradles you. You felt like a little girl all over again.

“I didn’t tell him, Y/N.” Pepper says, breaking up the embrace.

“Tell me what?” He asked, completely overwhelmed with emotions to predict the next words to leave your mouth.

“I’m pregnant,” You said before immediately feeling a tear fall from your left eye, “And something’s wrong.”

Not a word was spoken. You couldn’t read his emotions even if you weren’t having a breakdown. He was stunned into a state of shock the entire ride to the compound infirmary. Pepper kept whispering things that you were too exhausted to try and hear. You reassured yourself that she wouldn’t tell him the final part of your secret. She wouldn’t want to overwhelm either of you any more.

When you reached the infirmary, they both helped you out of the car and placed you into the wheelchair waiting for you. Bruce was standing in the entrance, grabbing the handles and pushing you into the closest exam room. He had a short conversation about confidentiality with your parents as he closed the door.

“It’s just us, kiddo. What’s going on?” He took out his stethoscope and started to listen to your heart. You composed yourself as he got his reading.

“There’s a pain. A sharp, stabbing pain in my stomach. And everything burns, Bruce. I don’t know what’s going on.” You explained.

“Alright, I’m just going to take a quick look if that’s okay with you.” He was holding an ultrasound and you contemplated saying no. You had already denied him from getting tissue samples, due the fear of the paternity showing.

“I really need to see what’s going on for myself, I promise I won’t tell your father anything. I took an oath.” He reassured. You nodded.

He told you to prepare for both cold and pressure as he applied the ultrasound wand. You let out a sigh as you felt it being pressed down onto your stomach. He hovers around for a couple minutes while writing down notes every now and then. He gives you a towel to wipe off the gel and you sit up.

"What's the prognosis, doc?" You tried to use some humor to cope with the situation. He thought for a second, trying to prepare something to say.

"Well, the pain you were feeling isn't anything wrong."

"Then what is it?"

"That's the baby moving."

"Moving? I'm not even three months along."

"The child's growth is incredibly advanced. I'm afraid it's too late to terminate."

"Is she okay?"

"How did you know you were having a girl?"

Fuck.

"Just a feeling?"

"Well, your feelings correct. She's doing great. The pain was her movement. Y/N, the baby was kicking." He sat down in the chair next to you.

"What about the burning?"

"That's pregnancy heartburn, I recommend you take some tums, drink water between meals, not during, take your prenatal vitamins, and start a diet suited for pregnancy."

"Okay, thank you. Is there anything else?" You just wanted this to be over, you just wanted to be home and in your bed.

"Talk to Tony, Y/N. I'll give you the room." He pats your shoulder in a comforting manner and exits the room, inviting your father to join.

"Y/N, is everything okay?" Pepper sits next to you as she rubs your back, once again. Tony follows in and continues to stand.

"She was kicking." You looked up, trying to gauge your father's reaction. His loses his composure.

"I'm going to have a granddaughter?" He moves onto his knees in front of you, grabbing your hands.

"You're going to be a grandpa, dad. The best one." He pulled you into a hug and you could feel his shaken breath.

"I'll always support you, but who do I have to kill?"

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Chapter Six - A Glorious Purpose

Ship - Loki x Stark! Reader

Word Count - 700 (ik im sorryyyy)

Tw - None

Plot - Stark! Reader get stuck watching Loki after the events of 2012. Moments of weakness and bad decisions involving the world's most hated man lead to the worst possible outcome, pregnancy.

The idea of carrying Loki's child was killing you, but you were running out of time to make the decision. You wished you could talk to Loki, but you hated yourself for it. He was a terrible man.

"Fuck, Loki." You mumbled to yourself, falling onto your bed.

"You called?" Loki was back in front of you, another stupid illusion.

"Why are you here?" You asked, throwing a pillow at his mirage in front of your bed.

"Because I have provided for you a glorious purpose." He catches the pillow.

"How?" You wondered.

"Thor is covering for me, he believes I need to speak with you. Heimdall is monitoring my position as we speak." Loki was in your room, for the first time since your moment of weakness.

"You shouldn't be here." You crassly replied.

"I should though, you are carrying my child and I want to be a part of it." He smiled at you, his eyes glistening as if they harnessed a waterfall. He made your brain fuzzy and unintelligible. You needed to remind yourself how you truly feel about him.

"You mean make sure I don't get an abortion so you can have your 'comeuppance' against my father."

"Is that all you think of me? I believe I deserve a little more recognition than that, darling."

"You killed hundreds, if not thousands of humans and tried to enslave my entire planet."

"That is such dreadfully old news. Can't you trust that I want to be a good father for you and this child? For what other reason would I have risked eternal Asgardian prison by leaving? Or the wrath of Tony Stark for entering his home?" You had to admit, he had a point there. You sat up from your nonchalant position, curious as to what his ulterior motives could be.

"Go on."

"I've always wondered what it would be like to have a child. I imagine I'd be a better parent than my own father. Maybe this could show my mother that I can be responsible and that I care for others. I could get used to a mundane human life for a couple hundred years, if it involved rather frequent sessions of lovemaking, with you, of course." He was beginning to think out loud and you couldn't help but smile seeing him start to get excited about a future with you.

"I guess that wouldn't be terrible." You sighed. He sat down next to you, his eyes catching your attention once again.

"Can I?" He gestured to your stomach with an extended hand. You nodded and he touched your belly, "It's a miracle. There's only one other child of a god and a mortal, the child of Ego. Most people on my realm believe it to be fable, but I sense his existence is real."

"So, this would be the first child that is both, Asgardian and Human?" He felt your stomach and moved his arm until he suddenly stopped, keeping his hand in one specific place.

"She would be of Jotün and mortal blood, but Asgardian."

"She?" You gasped before asking for clarification.

"I apologize if you wanted it to be of a surprise. It's an ancient ritual my mother taught me, we locate the child and feel it's future destiny." He explains, you move your hand on top of his, feeling the space where your child may reside.

"I doubt this kid has a destiny, they're barely a blob." You chuckled, unbelieving of his magic.

"It's the potential I feel, and she has some seriously intense potential. She could be the bridge between our realms."

"Isn't that already Thor?"

"She could be the new bridge between our realms." He laughed, once again ignoring the actions of his brother.

A knock interrupted you both and the doorknob began to turn.

"Hey, Y/N! Are you decent?" A voice, Pepper, asked before opening the door. You looked over to Loki and he pressed a kiss to your forehead before dissipating into a rainbow, returning to Asgard. You felt slightly hollow without him near you.

"Yeah!" You yelled back.

"Was that Loki's voice I heard?" She asks, taking his space on your bed.

"Maybe." You smile.

ik this one was short but i hope loki being wholesome makes up for it! check out my series masterlist to find out the chapter titles and release dates! don't choke my little guttersluts - kat.

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Fighting Leads To Fxxking Masterlist

Ship - Loki x Stark! Reader

Word Count - 13,156 & Counting

Tw - Smut, Mentions of Abortion, Vomit, Pain, Alcoholism, Drug Addiction and Use, Abuse, Anger, and Anxiety.

Plot - Stark! Reader get stuck watching Loki after the events of 2012. Moments of weakness and bad decisions involving the world's most hated man lead to the worst possible outcome, pregnancy.

Chapter One - Pure, Unadulterated Weakness

Released 09/17/2022

Chapter Two - Worse Than a Midterm

Released 11/05/2022

Chapter Three - He's Not Exactly Human

Released 11/06/2022

Chapter Four - Surrogate Father

Released 11/07/2022

Chapter Five - An Alcoholic Man-Whore

Released 11/07/2022

Chapter Six - A Glorious Purpose

Released 11/08/2022

Chapter Seven - The Best One

Released 11/09/2022

Chapter Eight - Only Good For a Fxxk

Released 11/10/2022

Chapter Nine - Just Eyeliner and a Gun

Released 11/12/2022

Chapter Ten - For The Sake of Privacy

Released 11/14/2022

Chapter Eleven - You're On Your Own, Kid

Released 11/16/2022

Chapter Twelve - One Day at a Time

Released 11/23/2022

Chapter Thirteen - Falling Fancy

Released 12/10/2022

Chapter Fourteen - W.I.P.

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i made a masterlist for fighting leads to fxxking!! u can check that link for info as to what the chapter names are and when they will be released! i hope u guys like it!

two new chapters dropped today!!! let me know ur thoughts in the comments! the next chapter will be some wholesome loki so stay tuned for tomorrows release!

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Chapter Five - An Alcoholic Man-Whore

Ship - Loki x Stark! Reader

Word Count - 910

Tw - Mentions of Abortion, Alcoholism, Possible Abuse

Plot - Stark! Reader get stuck watching Loki after the events of 2012. Moments of weakness and bad decisions involving the world's most hated man lead to the worst possible outcome, pregnancy.

Pepper could sense something was off in the Stark tower. You had barely come downstairs for 'family dinner' the last month or so. Your father grew cold, silently upset at the lack of time you were spending with him. He lost out on the first several years of your life and he wasn't willing to lose time with you again. No matter what the reason was. Which was currently told to be too much schoolwork. Not a lie, necessarily, but definitely not the truth.

"What's wrong, Y/N?" She said, entering your bedroom. You look up from your book.

"What do you mean?" You ask as she sits on the edge of your bed.

"You're icing us out, honey. You're acting more hormonal than when you were thirteen. We love you and we want to be there for you, no matter what's going on. Is it boy drama? Lady drama? You can tell me anything."

"It's not that, I just can't tell you. I'm sorry mom, but it's just too much to wrap my head around right now. I'll tell you when I'm ready, I promise." You try to reassure your stepmother, even throwing in a 'mom' to appeal to her softer side.

"Whatever it is, I can handle it! I l've been with your father for years and I haven't lost it yet. We both know how irrational and crazy he can be." She jokes, but is entirely serious, your father was a mess at times.

"I don't know if I can handle it!" You let out, unconsciously raising your voice.

"Y/N, you have to let me in so I can help you. I can't be there for you if I don't know why I'm being there for you", She soothes your anxiety and slightly raised temper.

Maybe you could trust her. You really needed a mom right now. You only really felt like this when you first got your period. You never wanted to make your dad feel less than enough, but sometimes you just wanted someone to understand what you were going through. You wanted a mom. And there she was, right in front of you.

"I'm pregnant."

"Oh, honey." She immediately pulls you into her arms. She tries to stay strong to be there for you, but you feel her heart racing against your own. You can't see her face, but you can imagine the mental gymnastics she's experiencing right now. She lets you go, trying to secretly wipe a falling tear in the process. She looks back at you, before asking "Do you know who the father is?". For some the question may appear a bit aggressive, but she had known you were having flings during your first year of college in the big city. From Pepper, it just seemed like she was trying to wrap her head around everything.

"Yeah, I do, but he's not a good person. I don't know what to do." You admit.

"When your father and I first started seeing each other, I was just another one of 'the Stark girls'. I was horrified when I found out I was pregnant. I know he's your dad, but he wasn't that good of a person for a long time. I was so afraid of what he would say to me, so I didn't tell him." She tells you, sighing afterwards.

"You had an abortion?"

"I had no other choice. He didn't know about you yet. I had no idea how good of a father he would become, but I don't regret my decision. It wasn't the right time and he wasn't the right person for me then. I had to think about my own future and what it would be like if I had gone through with the pregnancy. It was better for not only me and Tony, but the possible future of the child. It was my choice and I'm at peace with it. The right time will come for us." She felt a tear fall again and you joined her. You were already emotional and hormonal, but it wouldn't have mattered anyway. This was a time for crying if there ever was one.

"I'm glad you made the right choice for you. I know dad used to be an alcoholic man-whore." You laughed, trying to lighten the mood. She chuckled lightly in response.

"Do you know what the right choice is, for you?" She grabbed a few tissues from your nightstand, wiping her own eyes and passing you the others. You wiped your eyes, and the snot dripping out of your nose.

"Everything seems to be pointing me towards terminating, but I can't seem to shake the feeling that this is the right time for me. I don't know if I'll get another chance, you know?"

"I do, baby. I do. I want you to know that I am here for you. No matter what choice you make. We don't have to tell your father right now, but if you decide to keep it, we should soon."

"I can't, Pepper. It's Loki's." You finally say it, feeling both overwhelmed and free.

"Did he force you? I'm going to kill that alien Nazi son-of-a bitch." You shake your head at her, feeling the waterworks start all over again. "Oh, Y/N." She pulls you into another hug and quietly tells you, "We should definitely wait on telling your father" and you can't help but chuckle, agreeing.

i know this one was a bit rough to read and im sorry but i think its def an important conversation that needs to be talked about. not only is it important right now with the upcoming election (got vote if u can or else!! 👀🔪), but it's also relevant to the story bc of the context. i hope u guys liked nonetheless! comment what u thought! don't choke my little guttersluts -kat.

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Chapter Four - Surrogate Father

Ship - Loki x Stark! Reader

Word Count - 1,218

Tw - Wholesome Thor, Mentions of an Abortion

Plot - Stark! Reader get stuck watching Loki after the events of 2012. Moments of weakness and bad decisions involving the world's most hated man lead to the worst possible outcome, pregnancy.

It had been three days since your ultrasound and you had been practicing what to say to Thor nonstop. Your brain was riddled with confusion and anger, as you tried to wrap your head around what was happening. You were staring at yourself in the bathroom mirror, frustrated with yourself. Thor would be here any second now, and if there was anyone who wouldn't kill you for being intimate with Loki, it would be his brother. You heard thunder from outside and your heart sank into your stomach.

After collecting yourself, you entered the living room of your apartment where you could hear Natasha greeting Thor. You wiped the imaginary dirt off of your shirt and sat across from Thor. Natasha says goodbye to you both and leaves him alone on the couch, with you in an armchair in front of him, slightly askew.

"So, what seems to be the matter of importance, Lady Stark?" He asked, intensively paying attention to every expression that crosses your face.

"I, um. I have some news?" You tried to just say it and get it over with, however it came out more like a question than an announcement.

"Okay, what is the occasion?" He inquires, leaning in with a slight smile. For a man with countless years of wisdom, he's rather dull sometimes.

"Well, I was sort of involved in something with your brother. I really need some advice.” Thor sighed in response.

“Who did he kill?” He leaned down to put his hands on his knees.

“No one! Well, not no one, but this isn’t about that.” You reassured. He looked back up to you.

“What devious antic did he engage in now, Lady Stark?”

“Oh, um.” Those were very frequent word fillers found in the conversations about your secret pregnancy.

“Tell me, did he engage in sexual relation with you?” Thor guessed, you brushed your hand against the back of your neck before answering.

“How did you know?”

“My brother is rather fond of difficult and seemingly dangerous sexual escapades. I promise you, he is a good man deep down.”

“Deep, deep down.” You mumbled and he gave you a quick, warm smile.

“I apologize for my abruptness, however I am in the middle of an unfortunate, inter-realm crisis. I really do apologize for his actions, however I am not my brother’s keeper. What seems to be the emergency I have heard of?” He speaks harsher words, but uses a lighter tone to compel his sincerity.

“I seem to be, well not seem, literally? No. That’s not right.” You fumble through your words to try and remember your rehearsed script.

“You’ve fallen ill, from my brother’s seed.”

“How did you know I was pregnant?” You asked, dumbfounded.

“This tends to be a forgotten aspect of my divine attributes, but I am technically the god of fertility. I knew from the moment I entered this place of living.”

“Why didn’t you just start with that?”

“I wanted you to come up with the courage to tell me on your own.” You were beginning to actually wish you had his kid inside of you. At least you could hope his parents instilled the same kindness in Loki, even if deep, deep down.

“What do you think I should do? You know, considering my father and the baby’s father after all.” You sighed as Thor leaned forward and grabbed ahold of your hands, placing them in his the palms of his much larger ones.

“I can not tell you what to do. This is entirely up to you. However, I can provide you with necessary information regarding this situation. For example, you should be aware, Lady Stark, that a frost giant pregnancy can last up to twelve months, and without a doubt the expulsion will be incredibly painful, due to its size.”He explains.

“Oh.”

“However, if you wish to not keep this child, I understand and I can arrange for an Asgardian doctor to eliminate this pregnancy. You would have to come to my realm, as your mortal doctors would not be able to endure or harness the science and magic required to end the pregnancy of a frost giant.” He states, stroking his thumb against your hand, in a comforting manner.

“I don’t really know what I ‘wish’ for. I don’t even have a grasp as to what I want to do with my life, how am I supposed to know what to do with Loki's demon spawn inside of me?!" You sigh, already feeling apologetic for raising your voice at him. It wasn't Thor's fault his brother seduced you.

You felt a tear fall from one of your eyes and you let go of his hands to wipe it away. He stands up as he looks into your eyes. He pulls you onto your feet and envelopes you into a comforting hug. You softly begin to cry into his chest. He pats your back instinctively and tightens the hug.

"You know.." Thor starts, as he lets go of you, looking down at your eyes as you wipe them once more. "I've always wanted to be an Uncle!" He smiles brightly.

"You don't have to.." You begin, until he interrupts you.

"I know what it's like to have an overbearing and controlling father, Lady Y/N I'm prepared to step up and take care of this child as if they were my own. After all, I feel a sense of responsibility towards this situation." Now it was your turn to interrupt.

"Don't even, I was a consenting adult, Thor. And drop all this 'Lady' stuff, I'm just Y/N."

"Alright, Y/N. Just know I'm here for you. You can always call for me and I shall come as soon as I can. I will ask Heimdall to listen for your voice, just one mention and he'll search the realms to find me and bring to you."

"That's great, Thor. I really need someone on my side who isn't always talking about their hatred towards your brother." You smile, only partially joking.

"I could never judge a human for falling for a god. We're irresistible." He laughs, you smile and let out a slight chuckle, he continues, "Did you by chance tell Natasha I was the father? I can see her peering through the window outside." You follow his gaze and sure enough she was staring right at you both, unknowingly undermining her stealthiness and reputation as a spy to you.

"It was an accident, but it ended up being easier to explain. I'm sorry." You apologize as he laughs.

"I don't really mind, Lady-, no, Y/N. If you're uncomfortable with the reality of the situation, it is understandable. I can be there as a surrogate father until you can make your decision." He gives you a light smile.

"Thank you, again. I don't really know what I'd do without you." You lean in and wrap your arms around his waist, his stature becoming troublesome for this attempt at a hug. He whispers in your ear that 'it'll be okay' and kisses the top of your head in a seemingly friendly, yet comforting notion.

Then he leaves after goodbyes and pleasantries, making sure to stop to say "farewell" to Natasha, who is more than surprised he found her hiding spot.

i hope this chapter was a breath of fresh air, next one will be like a punch to the stomach sorry-not-sorry (and it'll be out minutes after this one!) don't choke my little guttersluts -kat.

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