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vbecker10 · 1 month

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Loki's Silent Sentry (Part 1)

Part 2 / Part 3 / Part 4 / Part 5 ( Part 6 in progress)

Pairing: Loki x female reader (y/n)

Summary: You are not just a soldier in Asgard's Royal Army, you are Lieutenant Y/L/N, Prince Loki's personal guard, his sentry and you are not supposed to fall in love with him. If you followed your training properly, you should never have even spoken to him. As a sentry, you are expected to remain silent and invisible as you shadow your appointed member of the royal family or member of the court protectively throughout their daily tasks.

Rumors (that happen to be true) begin to circulate through the palace that you serve the younger prince of Asgard both outside and inside his chambers. There is little you can do once word of your off duty activities spread through every maid, cook, gardener and seamstress in the palace. You soon find even the soldiers in your own company are now questioning how exactly you had come to earn your seemingly quick rise to lieutenant.

As the annual Winter Solstice Ball approaches, you come to the heartbreaking realization that your relationship with Loki must come to an end if you are both to fulfill your duties.

Warnings: Angst, arguing, Thor being an absolute ass, Odin being a terrible father

A/N: I did some googling quickly for military terms and ranks (since I have no previous knowledge of them) as well as some basic information about the royal guards in England. I took some of what I found interesting and then made up most of the rest to fit what I needed for my story so there will be some similarities. Also... I haven't written anything in like a year (maybe longer) so be nice please 💚💚

You stand at constant attention in silence outside of Prince Loki's private office. You listen to the birds singing through the open window across the hall from where you are posted and wonder how long you could go without making a sound. You have been trained by the Royal Army for years to remain silent, vigilant, always listening and watching your surroundings for anything dangerous or out of the ordinary. You are always on guard, ready to protect Prince Loki should the need arise. Not that someone with his fighting skills or magic would need protection from a simple soldier like you. You were assigned this post purely because it was customary for each member of the royal family to have a sentry, whether they actually need one or not.

Your attention is drawn to the sound of footsteps approaching from your left. You are unable to determine how many people are coming but judging by their pace and heavy boots, they are most likely all soldiers. Commandant Thorn, the soldier in charge of your company, makes his way down the hall at a steady pace. He is followed by your captain, Captain Skye who is holding a leather bound book containing the names of all the sentries and their current posts. Trailing the two older men, are four low ranking soldiers you can't remember the names of.

The group of soldiers comes to a stop in front of you and your fellow guard and you both salute your commanding officers. "Lieutenant Y/L/N," Captain Skye says, opening his book for a moment. He closes it and looks up at you, "Prince Loki will of course be attending the Winter Solstice Ball. You will be required to escort him to the ballroom and remain on guard there until he dismisses you for the evening."

You nod in response, carefully hiding the heavy emotions you have surrounding the upcoming ball. The soldiers move on and you are left alone with the other guard again. She says nothing to you and even if you were allowed to speak, you know Sergeant Sands wouldn't talk to you. She is not your friend, none of the members of the Royal Guard are your friends. It wasn't always this way though, it is only since you were promoted to the rank of lieutenant that the guards you work with began to distance themselves from you.

You had been assigned to Prince Loki for three months when you were promoted from sergeant to lieutenant. Your fellow soldiers immediately assumed the young prince had a hand in it as he did little to hide how he favored you over the other guards who were previously assigned to him. The rumors about you spending the night in Loki's chamber instead of guarding it flowed through the palace soon after. You adamantly denied these rumors and any favoritism from the prince but it was a wasted effort. It also happened that the rumors were true to a point.

The door to Loki's office opens and you stand at attention as the court accountant exits, holding several rolls of paper and mumbling to himself. Sargeant Sands follows him without any orders needed, she is his sentry and will go where he goes. As she walks past by, she glances at you with what can only be described as a look of disgust. You look down at your boots, fully aware of what she is thinking.

You wait quietly for Loki to open the door again but you know him, he will want to read through all of his notes from today before he finalizes his meeting schedule for tomorrow. You have roughly half an hour until he will be done, half an hour to stand here and think about the dreaded Winter Solstice Ball.

Another half an hour later, as expected, Loki opens the door and walks out. Waving his hand towards the door, he uses his magic to seal the room. He smiles warmly at you and you smile back at him for the first time today. This was your favorite part, the part where the sun goes down and Loki frees you from your constant silence.

He touches your cheek softly and leans in to kiss you. You kiss him back but pull away quickly as you hear footsteps approaching. You step away from Loki and stand at attention as Prince Thor comes around a corner. You keep your eyes straight ahead but you can feel Loki stiffening next to you, he and his brother get along much better when they are at court than they do in private.

The brothers greet each other politely and you silently wish the older prince would simply continue on his way but it doesn't seem likely. Your attention shifts to the window across the hall from you again, you can just barely glimpse the sunset over the tall evergreen trees in the distance. You know Loki will tell you if he and Thor discuss anything interesting so there is no need for you to listen to their conversation. The two of them continue for several long minutes before you realize Thor has said something to you.

"Lieutenant Y/L/N?" Thor says and you shake your head as you shift your focus.

"I'm sorry your highness, I was unaware you were speaking to me," you apologize. He had never spoken to you before and you were unsure why he would start now. Loki folds his arms across his chest and you feel uneasy at how annoyed he seems.

Thor laughs which does nothing to make you feel better. "I was wondering what it was about you that made you my brother's favorite," he says. "You must truly be special, a sentry's post typically only lasts three months, perhaps six at the most. You have been with Loki for how long now?"

You think for a moment before replying. You had been assigned to Loki for only a month before he first spoke to you and you had quickly become close friends. Three months after becoming friends with the prince, you slowly became more until you were completely in love with him.

"Fourteen months," you answer him in as few words as possible.

Thor looks at his younger brother with a smirk, "Fourteen?" Loki remains silent and you can tell his older brother is not even close to letting you leave soon. He turns his attention to you again, "So is it true then?"

"Is what true your highness?" you ask quietly.

"That you follow my brother's orders when you are wearing your armor and when you are not?" he laughs and his sentry smiles then looks towards the ground. "I could use a sentry like that, I grow tired of being followed by these shadows."

Loki's fist clenches but he answers Thor calmly. "Maybe if you learned your sentries name and weren't so insufferable to be around, they would remain at your service for longer than a month at a time," Loki says. "And you are the last person I would expect to listen to palace rumors. According to the most recent ones I've heard, you've slept with nearly half of the kitchen staff this month alone."

Thor smiles, proud of himself. You and Loki realize the stories you had overheard were true, if not understated. He explains, "That is why I assume the rumors of you and your little pet are true as well."

You find yourself in that brief moment wishing Loki would confirm everyone's suspensions. Not necessarily that you were sleeping together, that you were in love and wanted to be together. You know wishing for this is as useful as wishing it would rain gold. Once again you remind yourself that this is the way it will always be, until he marries a woman of high status and you are forgotten.

Instead of responding, Loki turns from his brother and walks down the hall towards the stairwell that leads to the royal family's chambers. You follow him silently, staying a few steps behind as always.

"Come now brother, I was merely joking," Thor calls from behind you but neither of you stop walking.

The two of you continue on in silence until you reach the top of the stairs and Loki's pace slows so he is walking next to you. His hand finds yours, his thumb gently stroking your knuckles. As soon as you feel his touch, you begin to relax.

"I'm sorry about my brother," he says quietly.

"His behavior isn't your fault," you reply. "And he is far from the first person to corner me about our relationship. I am used to denying the truth."

He stops, causing you to turn back towards him, your hand still holding his. He then takes a few small steps, closing the distance between you. Loki touches your cheek gently with his other hand. "I'm sorry Y/N," he tells you again. "I wish we didn't have to hide but you know there are some rules even I cannot break so openly. Maybe I should have hid my favoritism towards you better but I couldn't bear to have you reassigned. You mean too much to me."

You smile, "So I am your favorite sentry?"

He lets out a laugh, "You are my favorite person in the nine realms." You giggle at his answer and his fingers trail down your cheek until his thumb gently runs across your lips. He leans down to kiss you but just as his lips touch yours, you feel your heart jumps in your chest.

You hear several sets of footsteps and separate yourself from Loki in an instant. He looks down the hall as his mother, two of her maids and one guard come into view. She smiles brightly at both of you as she comes closer and you bow to the queen in respect. You find it hard to miss the side eye from her sentry or the whispers shared between her maids. Loki gives his mother a hug and wishes her a goodnight. She tells him to have a goodnight as well and continues on her way.

You and Loki walk off in the opposite direction towards his chambers and once you are alone again, Loki moves to take your hand but you flinch away. He looks hurt by your momentary rejection but he doesn't say anything. He knows how nervous you are about being seen touching him or speaking to him. You round the next corner and are flooded with relief as Loki's door finally comes into view. You fight the urge to smile, holding onto your composure as you've been trained.

Loki opens the door and steps inside, you follow him as you always do and he closes the door. He flicks his wrists towards you without a word and the heavy armor you wear over your clothing instantly settles itself neatly into a large chest. You take a few deep breaths, feeling as if most of the weight you have been carrying leaves you, but not all.

"Thank you your highness," you say out of habit.

"Please, never call me that in here," he reminds you gently. "In here I'm not a prince, I'm just Loki." He walks towards you and you don't realize you are moving away from him until your back hits the door and his body comes flush to yours. One hand settles on your hip while his other hand lifts your chin, causing you to look up at him. He continues, "And you are not Lieutenant Y/L/N, you are Y/N. The woman I am so deeply in love with." He smiles and you can't help but smile back at his words. All your worries vanish the instant his lips meet yours.

You lay in Loki's arms watching the sunlight fill his room through the sheer curtains. You try to memorize the sound of his slow, steady breathing and the feel of his heart beat against your back as he holds you even in his sleep. You inhale deeply and focus on deciphering every herb and oil Loki uses to keep his hair soft. Closing your eyes, you use your senses to bring an image of Loki's face into your mind and try to hold it there.

"What are you thinking about my love?" he asks in a sleepy voice. You open your eyes and shift closer to him, pulling his arms tighter around your body. "Y/N, what's wrong?" he asks, now much more awake.

You swallow hard, trying to find the words. You had been thinking about what you needed to do most of the night but now that it was time, you weren't sure you would be able to do it.

"I've told you, you can speak freely here," he says softly, urging you gently as always to speak your mind when you were with him. His fingers move slowly up and down your arm as he tries to comfort you without knowing what is causing your distress.

"I need to transfer to a new post," you tell him. You hear him inhale sharply as his fingers suddenly go still.

You stand outside Loki's office with Thor's new guard and two others in silence waiting for a very long meeting to conclude. You stifle a yawn and shift uncomfortably on your feet before regaining your composure. The tall guard standing across from you rolls his eyes while the woman next to him mumbles something that can only be about you.

It has been two days since you told Loki you wanted to transfer and you hadn't heard anything from your commanding officer. In the meantime, you decided to go back to sleeping in your assigned room at the soldiers quarters. You had forgotten how much you hated it there. The common areas are loud and there is little privacy, everyone is in everyone else's business. You barely leave your room, which is a surprise to no one. They wouldn't speak to you even if you did. You live in a world of utter silence surrounded by never ending noise.

You feel as if you are shattering from the inside out and you try to remind yourself that it needs to be this way. The two of you hid in his chambers as if it protected your relationship but it could never be real. How could it be when he could barely acknowledge your presence when in public. He is a prince and you are a soldier as were your parents, you were not high born. Loki is destined to marry the daughter of a council member and you will guard them and their children.

The door to Loki's office opens, you and the three guards stand at attention. Prince Thor walks out first, followed by two council members. They walk off in different directions, shadowed closely by their sentries but you remain, as always, at Loki's door.

You stare at the wall in front of you for what feels like eternity. Your mind wanders between your favorite memories from your brief time with Loki and the crushing weight of your current reality. You stand up straighter when you hear the door swing open and Loki steps out.

"Lieutenant Y/L/N," he says, "I need to speak with you."

You nod and follow him into his office, closing the door behind you. You stand motionless, taking in his office and how much it feels like him. The dark wood bookshelves crowded with leather bound books, the chair pulled close to the window so he can see the garden below when drinking his afternoon tea, the green and gold accents on various pieces of furniture.

You sigh to yourself as you follow him to his desk. He takes a seat and you stand across from him with your arms behind your back, waiting for him to speak first.

"Y/N," he says informally but you don't relax. "Your transfer to a new post was not approved."

"Can I ask why your highness?" you keep the formalities as you've been trained.

"The Winter Solstice Ball is in less then a week," he answers as if you could forget. "The Royal Guard seems to be too busy tightening security and preparing for everyone's arrival to complete your paper work at this time."

"Understood, your highness," you say. "I should return to my post." You turn to head back outside of his office.

"Wait," he calls and you freeze just before you reach the door. You hear him get up from his seat and walk around the desk. "Please stay, talk to me Y/N. I miss you so much it hurts."

"I can't," you say almost in a whisper

He touches your arm and you turn to face him, seeing the pain in his eyes. "I miss the way your laughter filled my chambers. I miss hearing you hum to yourself when you think I can't hear you. I miss the sound of your voice and how easy it is to talk to you," he says and you force down a smile and the urge to hold him tightly.

"I can't bear to be without you," he tells you and you want to tell him you can't be apart from him either but you remain silent for fear you'll lose your resolve completely. He strokes your cheek gently and you close your eyes as you lean into his touch. "I love you," he says.

"I love you too," you tell him, seeing a spark of hope light his eyes. You shake your head and take a step away from him, "But I can't do this. I'm sorry." Before he can say anything else you tell him, "It will only hurt more the longer we wait to end this."

"We don't have to end this, now or ever," he insists as he steps towards you. "I promise I will find a way for you to be mine, not just when we are hidden away, but always. You believe me, don't you?"

"I want to," you tell him truthfully. Loki had promised several times to find a way to marry you but you thought it was false hope. "But this isn't a fairytale my prince, we don't always get a happy ending."

You want to disappear into the marble floor, to be sucked into the wall behind you or simply vanish into thin air but you can't. Instead, you must stand perfectly still and silent as you watch the dancing and merriment around you. You momentarily wish you would go back to a time when you didn't feel an ache in your chest at the mere thought of another woman being in Prince Loki's arms. Shaking your head just slightly, you chase away the thought. As much as this hurts, you will always cherish the limited time you shared with him.

The music changes tempo as the first of seven courses comes to an end. Couples begin to take to the open floor in the center of the ballroom. Prince Thor and Prince Loki make their way to the group of single, eligible women awaiting them, each at a different pace. The older prince seems to now exactly which woman he would like to spend time with first. He offers his arm to her and declares her the most beautiful woman at the ball, causing her to blush and giggle. The younger prince takes his time walking to the crowd and simply takes the hand of the closest woman without so much as glancing at her. His lack of interest does little to dampen her excitement however.

The dozen or so women who were not chosen move away from the dance area and you have to hold back a groan as they gather directly in front of you to wait for a chance with one of the princes. You can't help but listen to them discuss which prince they think is better looking or who they would prefer picked them. The first song ends and the two princes each select another dance partner. Again, Prince Thor takes little time deciding who he wants while Prince Loki simply offers his hand to the first woman he sees. You can practically hear him sigh as she holds his arm and walks quickly to the dance floor.

As the second song begins, one of the women briefly looks at you over her shoulder before motioning towards you to her friends. Your ears go red with embarrassment as she tells them the rumors of your past relationship with Loki just loud enough that she knows you will hear. Of course she gets the ending wrong. She assumes, like everyone else, that the prince grew tired of you and banished you from his bed chambers. You had to admit, it seemed a far more likely story than the truth.

You shift your attention to the ceiling for a moment, hoping that counting the candles in the chandeliers will distract you from their stares and comments. You only count to twenty seven before the sound of a glass shattering draws your gaze back to the guests. A council member laughs loudly, clearly drunk already, as a servant cleans the wine glass from the dance floor.

Your eyes scan the room and easily find Loki at the center of the crowd, a third woman in his arms. Your drawn to his face, studying his features. He smiles at the woman as he twirls her and she giggles but she doesn't know him like you do. She doesn't know that's the smile he uses at court, not the smile he shows you. Showed you, you correct yourself. He glances away, not holding eye contact with her as they move effortlessly across the dance floor.

After the final course is served, the dance floor fills for the last time and you sigh with relief that the night is almost over. You shift on your feet, looking down for a moment when the chatter of the women in front of you begins again. Why must they stand here to wait, you think to yourself.

The princes once again make their way to their potential dance partners and Thor makes his pick quickly. Loki stands in front of the women for a moment and your eyes lock with his as he looks between them.

"Pardon me," he says politely to the crowd as he moves forward, slipping past the confused women. He makes his way towards you and your breath catches in your throat. He stands in front of you and holds out his hand. You look at him, stunned by his actions. He smiles when you don't move, "Will you dance with me, my love?" Still you remain silent, looking past Loki to see how much attention his actions have drawn. "Don't look at them," he says, touching your cheek softly as you look at him again.

You steady your nerves and place your hand in his. The moment his fingers close around yours, you are surrounded by a light cloud of green, shimmery smoke. When Loki's magic fades, you are wearing a flowing emerald green gown with golden trim, perfectly matching his dress uniform. Your hair has been restyled to hold a small gold tiara with short horns, mirroring the helmet he had worn during his entrance.

"Gods, you look gorgeous in my colors," he says with a wide smile, causing you to blush. "To be fair, you are always beautiful but now it is clear to everyone here that you are mine." You feel as if your heart might burst when he calls you his, he had said it before but only when you were hidden away.

Loki keeps his fingers interlaced with yours as he leads you to the dance floor, straight through the group of now very angry women. Some cross their arms, others give you dirty looks and several make rude comments as you pass. You pause before stepping onto the dance floor, the chatter and stares coming from the guests near you holding you back. He senses your hesitation and leans down to place a kiss gently on your cheek.

Your mind can barely begin to process what is happening as he takes you straight to the middle of the dance floor. He places one hand on your hip and you place your hand on his shoulder as you had done so many times over the last few months. You and Loki shared several secret dances in his chambers and his office, he found it difficult to listen to music sitting still.

He holds you close, his eyes never leaving yours while you dance between the other guests. You focus on how amazing it feels to be back in his arms, ignoring the strange looks and whispers that surround you. He twirls you gracefully and you spin back into him, giggling as you final feel at ease. As the song draws to a close, Loki spins you one final time. When he pulls you back to him, he leans down slightly and your lips meet his.

You smile up at him, hoping this isn't a dream when you see his mother approaching you. You take a step away from Loki but he keeps his hand on your waist, not letting you go too far. You bow to the queen and she says, "I think it is my turn to dance with my son."

You nod quickly in agreement and Loki let's go of you, his magic fading instantly as your armor reappears. You walk through the crowd with your head down and return to your post, once again wishing you were invisible. The women watch you, gossiping wildly as you pass again. You can only imagine what they are saying but they are not your biggest concern at the moment.

Anxiously, you watch Queen Frigga and her son move across the dance floor. You can't hear what they are saying of course, but you can tell by her expression that there will be consequences for his actions. As the song ends you see your captain approach you and your stomach drops. Loki will not be the only one to be punished for choosing you.

"The king had summoned you to the throne room," he says in a stern voice. You nod in acknowledgement and when you look back towards the dance floor, Loki and his mother are gone.

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darknight3904 · 6 months

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jackiequick · 2 months

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Since every day and everything has felt this right / Marvel OC

A/N: I did say I wanna do Lana next, didn't I? Who’s else guys haha

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Angles Castillo Hill 🗒️

Name: Angela Genevieve Castillo Hill

Alias/Nicknames: Angles, Angie, Gigi, Lina

Age: 32-37 years old

Birthday: July 16th

Height: 5'5"

Appearance: Angela has short dark brown hair, light tan skin, and striking eyes that seem to light up when she smiles. She exudes confidence and style, often seen wearing business casual attire with a touch of edginess, such as leather jackets, heeled boots, and statement accessories. She favors neutral colors like browns, grays, blacks, dark reds, and navy blues.

Personality: Angela is charismatic, compassionate, adventurous, cautious, and determined. She possesses a sharp wit and a dry sense of humor, using laughter as a coping mechanism during tough times. Despite her cautious nature, Angela can be impulsive under pressure, sometimes throwing caution to the wind and acting on instinct. Her eyes are her most powerful asset, often speaking volumes even when she remains silent.

Background:

Born in Buenos Aires, Argentina, Angela's parents were living there for a short while, but she was actually born and raised in the United States.

Her father was Latino, and her mother was Dutch. Despite her international upbringing, Angela spent the majority of her formative years in the United States, where her family eventually settled.

Angela is the younger cousin of Maria Hill, a high-ranking agent within S.H.I.E.L.D. Despite their differing personalities, Angela and Maria share a strong familial bond, characterized by affection, rivalry, and camaraderie.

Angela's dynamic with Maria involves playful banter and occasional disagreements, but underneath it all, there's a deep-seated bond and mutual respect. Their contrasting personalities often lead to humorous exchanges, with Angela teasing Maria about being too bossy and Maria rolling her eyes at Angela's impulsiveness.

As she grew older, Angela found herself drawn to the world of espionage and covert operations. Inspired by the tales of daring agents and heroic deeds, she set her sights on joining the ranks of S.H.I.E.L.D., a prestigious organization known for its dedication to protecting the world from various threats.

After years of rigorous training and preparation, Angela achieved her goal and became a S.H.I.E.L.D. agent, specializing in intelligence gathering and undercover missions. Her natural charisma and sharp wit quickly earned her the respect of her peers, while her unwavering determination and courage set her apart as a rising star within the organization.

However, Angela's journey has not been without its challenges. Along the way, she has faced betrayal, manipulation, and moments of self-doubt, each obstacle serving to test her resolve and strengthen her character. Yet through it all, she has remained steadfast in her commitment to serving the greater good, determined to make a difference in a world teetering on the brink of chaos.

As Angela continues to navigate the complexities of her profession and the ever-shifting landscape of international intrigue, one thing remains certain: her unwavering dedication to the principles of justice, integrity, and compassion will guide her every step of the way.

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Skills:

Hand-to-hand combat: Angela is proficient in various martial arts techniques and is skilled in close-quarters combat.

Marksmanship: Angela is an expert marksman, proficient in the use of firearms and ranged weapons.

Espionage: Angela is adept at gathering intelligence, infiltration, and undercover operations.

Hobbies/Interests:

Travel: Angela loves exploring new places and experiencing different cultures.

Reading: Angela is an avid reader, with a particular fondness for mystery novels and thrillers.

Cooking: Angela enjoys experimenting in the kitchen and is especially skilled at making lasagna, a dish she learned to cook from her Dutch mother.

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Motherly: Despite her adventurous nature, Angela possesses a nurturing side, especially towards younger or less experienced members of her team. Her protective instincts and caring demeanor make her a natural mentor figure, providing guidance and support to those who need it most. However, she can be sharp and take risks to push them into seeing their weaknesses and strengths, a trait she inherited from her cousin Maria Hill.

Having grown up with an interesting family dynamic, she believes everyone deserves a helping hand and to be taken care of, even if it means bandaging up a wound, having someone to listen, or a shoulder to cry on. She will not hesitate to call the shots and order someone to clean up a wound or check up on another teammate, not caring if the person hesitates, she wants it done.

Dark Side:

Despite Angela's intelligence, fierceness, and compassion, she struggles with self-doubt and has a tendency to think poorly of herself.

She has been manipulated by others in the past, leading her to take actions and trust the wrong people based on false beliefs.

Angela has experienced mind control firsthand, being manipulated by antagonists to do their bidding and see a darker side of herself that she never knew existed.

On one occasion, she was affected by an element that temporarily gave her powers, leading her to unintentionally cause chaos and harm. This experience left her traumatized and wary of mind control, causing her to question her own abilities and morality.

Angela's vulnerability during such situations often leads her to lock herself behind closed doors, questioning how she could allow herself to be used for dark tasks and causing her to cry as she struggles with feelings of guilt and self-blame.

Dynamic with Maria Hill:

Angela shares a close familial bond with her cousin Maria Hill, a high-ranking agent within S.H.I.E.L.D.

Despite their differing personalities, Angela and Maria have a strong bond characterized by affection, rivalry, and camaraderie.

They often engage in playful banter and occasional disagreements, but underneath it all, there is a deep-seated bond and mutual respect between them.

Like Maria can be like, "I do not hate you, Angie. It's just, you kind of get on my nerves, but I do like you around."

Meanwhile Angela smiles and replies, "That's a start. I don't hate you either, but you're just kinda bossy."

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Dating life: Angie is single but has gone on a couple of dates with men and women before. Typically, a friend sets her up with someone else because they know she is a homebody and would rather not leave her home. But she never really found out what she really wants in a partner because she doesn't know how to handle a relationship per say, however she is open to trying out a date or so.

Goals, Personal Challenges, and Aspirations:

Despite facing numerous personal challenges and grappling with self-doubt, Angela remains resilient and determined to forge her own path.

Initially uncertain about her career as a S.H.I.E.L.D. agent, Angela contemplated changing careers within the organization, questioning her aspirations and place within the agency.

While her goal is to continue serving as a S.H.I.E.L.D. agent whenever possible, Angela harbors a desire for something more. She originally dreamed of becoming a teacher, a profession she still holds in high regard.

Angela occasionally wonders how her cousin Maria perceives her, especially given the trouble she finds herself in at times. Despite these doubts, Angela recognizes that life is unpredictable and constantly changing, which motivates her to embrace new challenges and opportunities for growth.

Similar to Clint Barton, Angela enjoys her life and the unique position she holds within S.H.I.E.L.D., but she also yearns for a life beyond the organization. She dreams of exploring her hobbies of traveling, cooking, and acquiring new skills. She envisions living off the grid someday, immersing herself in nature and finding peace away from the chaos of the world.

Angela contemplates the idea of starting a family of her own one day, but she remains uncertain if she's ready for that level of commitment or if she can find the time to balance it with her career and personal aspirations.

Meaningful Objects and Symbolism:

Angela treasures two significant items: a 'C' necklace and a half moon bracelet, both of which were gifts she received during a small trip to Latin America when she was 12 years old. These items hold sentimental value for her, serving as reminders of cherished memories from her childhood and connections to her cultural heritage.

Additionally, Angela has adorned herself with tattoos that hold personal symbolism and meaning. Each tattoo represents significant moments or experiences from her past, serving as a visual reminder of the challenges she has overcome and the person she has become as a result.

Quirks and Habits:

Angela has several unique quirks and habits that set her apart. When feeling anxious, she often chips her nail polish absentmindedly, a telltale sign of her inner turmoil.

During meetings or situations where she's required to stay in one place for an extended period, Angela copes by rubbing her thumb and middle finger together, a subtle but effective way to manage her restlessness.

When annoyed or only half paying attention, Angela has a tendency to hold back a roll of her eyes or respond with a nonchalant hum, conveying her frustration without outright confrontation.

While listening intently to someone, Angela frequently furrows her eyebrows and cutely pouts her lips, a subtle yet endearing expression that reflects her focused attention and thoughtful demeanor.

Relationships with Other Marvel Characters:

Over the months and short term years, Angela has had numerous encounters with members of the Avengers, including Steve Rogers (Captain America), Tony Stark (Iron Man), and Thor. These interactions have exposed her to different perspectives and ideologies, shaping her understanding of the world and her role within it.

Angela made her first appearance in Iron Man 2, where she assisted in shadowing Black Widow while the redhead was undercover as Tony Stark's assistant. This experience introduced her to the world of high-stakes espionage and collaboration with iconic heroes.

She later appeared in Thor (2011) as one of the S.H.I.E.L.D. agents stationed in New Mexico during Thor's arrival on Earth. Her involvement in this mission further solidified her role within the organization and her interactions with Asgardian beings.

Angela has also crossed paths with the Young Avengers and future S.H.I.E.L.D. agents, who have challenged her own values and beliefs. These encounters have forced her to confront her own ideals and reconsider her place in the world, as she navigates the complexities of heroism and duty.

Each interaction with these Marvel characters has provided Angela with new insights and perspectives on topics of interest, broadening her horizons and shaping her identity as a S.H.I.E.L.D. agent and as an individual.

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The Unthinkable Offering

Summary: Imprisoned and isolated. Seidr suppressed. All but forgotten.

Loki has been sentenced to life in prison after the attack on New York. Circumstances lead Odin to reverse his decision, but Loki's freedom comes with a heavy price.

Genre: Angst/Smut/Fluff, Slow Burn

Pairing: Loki x Original Female Character

Chapters: 32/34

18+ EXPLICIT CONTENT 18+

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letstalkaboutshtufff · 2 years

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Twisted Love

Loki x reader pt 3

Warnings: Anxiety, panic, mentions of violence, mild language, if I forgot anything please lemme know!

Part 2 Part 4 Taglist

A blur, it was a complete blur. You knew they were talking but you couldn't quite hear the words.

Unbeknownst to everyone your mind had become a foggy storm. Memories of Mathis carrying out orders-punishemnts filled your head. Any dirty work that the royal family needed was appointed to him. He was cruel and heartless, youd been forced to watch him torture the unfortunate souls who got caught stealing food from the palace. Whippings, beatings, public executions, he was ruthless, and the worst part he always seemed to enjoy it...

And now this beast was going to be near you, watching your every move. You weren't a fool, you knew exactly what he'd been ordered to do. To make sure you were playing your part perfectly, or face the consequences...

At some point you realized Loki had left his conversations and come over. Mathis, ever the devoted actor, bowed and introduced himself with the grace of a loyal knight.

You heard several snippets of the conversation but it sounded muffled still.

"Always-been-princess-side"

-an-honor"

-with my life"

Lies lies lies all lies, so many lies, so many lies it's too much its-

A gentle grip on your arm had your attention shootint to Lokis questioning eyes. He'd said something, but you missed it.

"I'm sorry, what did you say" you said barely above a whisper.

His eyes flickered with something you were to drained to interpret.

"I said it's getting late, we should call it a night" he nudged you away from the crowd, bidding the group a goodnight. Still everything sounded slightly muffled.

The hand on your back was surprisingly calming though. You didnt speak. Too frazzled, too many thoughts, always so many thoughts running and running and running-

"If you were feeling unwell, you should've said something"

Your eyes shot to Loki's, but he was looking forward.

Angry, he was angry. The pieces clicked together, you couldn't hide your emotions and he'd seen and you were the reason he had to leave the party. Immediately you apologized, "I'Im sorry, I didnt mean to make you...-I'm feeling fine now so we can go back!"

Loki paused his movements and furrowed his brows as he reguarded you, "why are you apologizing?"

"Because I made you leave the party...I really am ok" you weren't ok, but you had to please him. Your feelings be damned.

Loki seemed upset and you were going to go crazy. Why did everything that came out of your stupid mouth displease everyone around you.

"I couldn't care less about the party..." he started and you sucked in a breath awaiting his next words.

"I only meant that if you're unwell you should speak up. This isn't Valheim, you needn't force yourself" and he began walking again.

It was the first time you heard distaste in his voice at the mention of your home. You had a feeling he had more issues with your homeland than he let on.

Loki held the chamber door open for you, and then motioned for a guard. "Fetch a healer" you immediately went to protest but he gave a stern look, "This isnt the first time you've been unwell since your arrival."

So he'd noticed, and after you tried so hard to hide it. Instinct made you feel guilty, "I'm sorry"

Again he furrowed his brow, "Is it a crime in Valheim to feel ill?"

"No, of course not..." you sat on the bed weary.

"Then I dont see why you're being unwell is such a cause for apology"

"I just...didnt want to make a big deal out of nothing, I just need some sleep is all..."

Loki looked at you with another one of his unreadable faces. Those eyes however were always scanning, always calculating.

A knock alerted loki of the healers arrival and he let them in and mumbled something about you not feeling well then excused himself out, giving you privacy.

A petite woman with silky golden hair entered with a smile.

"My Lady, I am Ceres, one of the healers of the palace."

You managed a smile and let her begin her examination. It wasn't hard for her to sum all of this up to the stress of a new life, You had confessed as much.

"Here I'm giving you this" she handed you a small glass bottle with a clear dropper top.

"Its bereroot, good for extreme stress but only when used in moderation, and by that I mean you can only use one drop in your morning tea once a day, this will last you about 5 days, any more will become unhealthy for the body" she explained. 5 days, as if It would only take you that long to adjust...

"I rarely prescribe this but I think it will help you relax until you fully adapt to life here."

You nodded solemnly

"Now then I think I've taken up enough of your time, rest well my lady, if you feel any worse please don't hesitate to call me"

"Thank you.." you watched as she bowed and left. Adessa came in soon after to help you change.

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Sleep eluded you that night.

As tired as you physically were, your mind was racing. Mathis would no doubt be breathing down your neck, waiting for you to mess up so he could make your life a living hell. You shivered remembering the one time you'd bumped into him alone in the hallway after a feast.

You remembered those wicked eyes looking you up and down, he had made some crude comment and had the head maid not shouted for your help down the hall...well you didn't want to think about what would've happened had you been left alone with him too long.

You didnt even realize you were pinching your arm again until you noticed the bruise the next morning.

Loki had risen early, there was a morning meeting of some sort he had mentioned earlier that week. You moved to get up as well but loki turned to you, "You should rest today"

You frowned

"But the meeting, aren't I supposed to be there?". Your voice tired from lack of sleep.

He shook his head, "There will be plenty of other boring meetings trust me" he looked into your eyes, something a bit softer than the very first night you had spoke.

"Rest, should you need anything call for a guard, I'll alert the maids to leave you be" you nodded a thanks and slumped back down.

You watched as he left, pushing the door open swiftly, emerald capes flowing behind him.

You didnt feel like eating but remembered the drops. You rose from the bed and poured a glass of water from the golden pitcher. The drop was violet and fizzled down into the glass, making the water foggy and pigmented before turning clear a moment later, as if nothing had happened.

You downed it in one go. You almost spit out it out, the bitterness leaving your expression sour. How could one drop be so potent. You pinched your nose and forced yourself to drown the rest.

While you were tired, you didn't feel like sleeping, so instead you sauntered over to one of the large golden book cases of the chambers. One thing you learned about your husband is that he seemed to enjoy reading. Why else have more books in their personal chambers than the whole of Asgards libraries...

You ran a finger over the various spines, pulling one at random.

The Golden City: A history of Asgard

Oh lucky pick. Perhaps it would be wise to learn. You didn't want to be embarrassed in the future by your lack of knowledge.

You gripped the book and spread out onto the velvety sofa. You don't think you'd ever get used to these luxuries. It felt wrong to be able to just be by yourself like this without any work.

Sighing you opened the book and focused on the words before you. You weren't 10 pages in when you felt your body begin to slump down.

The usual baseline of unease you felt in your tummy seemed to dissipate enough to where you didn't feel every worry creeping in like you usually did at all times.

You felt a blanket of comfort fall over you. The bereroot you surmised...

Soon your eyelids began to droop and it wasn't long before you were shrouded in a peaceful sleep.

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You awoke abruptly to a loud knock at the door.

You blinked harshly, you're eyelids feeling as if they had weights on them.

Rubbing them tiredly you answered, "Yes?".

You were still rubbing the heavy sleep away when a voice suddenly sent a cold shiver down your body.

You jumped up quickly, your body tensing horribly.

Mathis smirked at your obvious fear before shutting the door closed behind him.

He bowed dramatically, "Your highness" he said the words mockingly.

"What do you want Mathis...?"

You willed your voice to remain steady as you crossed your arms.

"Oh come now, theres no need to be so defensive. After all I'm here to help you..." he trailed off with a wicked smile.

"What could you possibly help m-me with" you tried not to make a show of you backing behind the sofa.

"Oh lots of things, I'm to make sure you are doing your duties. Think of me as a guide..." He stepped around the room with large steps surveying the lavish room. He plucked an apple from the fruit bowl and tossed it from hand to hand. His whole demeanor frightened you. His words were always dripping with double meanings.

"...." he smiled again and took a large chunk of the apple into his mouth.

"As I was saying, I'm here to help you. If you do your duties well, well then I'll just be on the side nodding approvingly..." he walked over to where you were behind the sofa and you planted your feet firmly. Knowing if you backed up like you desperately wanted to it would only goad him on.

You gulped when he was standing close enough to catch his scent.

"And when you don't..." he lifted a single finger to caress the edge of your face. You tensed and tried to pull away when his rough finger slid down. "I'll be there to teach you.." you felt the hot tears begin to form and you wanted desperately to shove him away.

You watched fearfully as he pulled your hair to his lips and left a kiss.

"Your highness" he bowed again with a devilish smirk and spun around carefree as if he hadn't just threatened you and left you shaking.

When he reached the door he glanced back over his shoulder, "Oh and their royal majesties send their regards" and with that he shut the chamber door.

Immediately your legs went numb and you tumbled to the ground. Dammit it all, you were so sick of feeling anything but fear.

You wrapped your arms around yourself trying to ease the shaking.

If you messed up, he was going to do gods knows what to you.

You were barely keeping it up as it is. You were awkward and always seemed to upset the one person you needed to like you. Loki.

If Mathis saw his distaste towards you, would he hurt you?

No he...he wouldn't, there was a chance others would see marks so surely he wouldn't...

You felt little comfort at that. You needed to work harder to make Loki like you. And the best way to do that was as he had said before, do your duties and leave him alone. You'd cut the unessasary conversation, perhaps that would help.

You let out a shakey breathe and used the sofa to pull your body up. Your legs still felt like jelly so all you could do was plop onto it and curl up pathetically and try to ease your discomfort.

You eyed the bereroot across the room. The healer gave very specific instructions of when to use it so instead, when you were sure your legs weren't going to give out, well mostly sure...you stood up and stumbled over to the the crystal pitched filled with the finest asguardian wine. You practically never got a chance to drink such sweet alcohol before but now you could and you were desperate to ease your nerves. After all Loki would be back soon by the state of the dimming light outside the window, and you didn't want to annoy him, or worse bother him and make him call the healer again.

"GODS" You scolded yourself as your shaking hands caused the decanter to shatter loudly on the ground.

You screamed in frustration. The shimmery scarlet liquid spreading out merging with the pieces of glass.

Without hesitation you were on your knees gathering the pieces in one palm.

The last time you broke a decanter you weren't allowed dinner for weeks.

Your ears perked up at the sound of the chamber doors opening again. It seemed now that sound would always cause a surge of panic.

Your eyes widened slightly as you saw the flurry of emerald.

You watched with slightly widened eyes as Loki entered the room, paused, turned his head in your direction then furrowed his brows.

"Loki I-I um... sorry I broke the crystal, I'll clean it up right away" you babbled nervously and turned from him, hurriedly picking the pieces up.

"Wha- no stop" he marched quickly over and you felt a twinge of fear, not of him but that you had no doubt angered him again.

"Its alright I broke it so I need to-"

He cut you off abruptly with a frustrated sigh and grabbed your arm with the glass, turning it carefully so the pieces fell down again. He started to pull you up, then with his other hand he made a sweeping motion that pushed tha glass away from the both of you. He glanced down making sure he didn't miss any then pulled you away and onto the edge of the bed.

He summoned a small cloth and handed it to you. You nodded a small thanks and began to wipe away the sticky wine from your palms. You noticed him staring at your palm and you quickly told him that you didn't cut yourself.

"You should know better than to do that" Loki said in a slightly scolding tone.

You looked up nodding quickly, "I know, I promise I'm not usually that clumsy..."

"Are you-" his heightened tone startled you a little and you watched as he huffed closing his eyes before calmly reopening them.

"I wasn't talking about that, what I meant was, you should know better than to pick up pieces of sharp glass with your bare hands. What do you think we have servants for?" Oh that's what he meant...stupid y/n...

"Right..." servants...the last thing you wanted to do was make someone else clean up your own messes. But instead of arguing you figured it would please him to agree.

He didn't seem quite satisfied with your answer. To be honest he looked almost confused.

Suddenly a thought hit you and you blurted out the random question before you could catch yourself. "Can you conjure anything?" His eyebrows rose a little at the sudden question but he answered anyway, "No not anything...just small to medium objects." You felt your curiosity rise. Youd never really seen any magic before Loki, but you'd heard ask much about its wonders that you couldn't help but be intrigued.

"That's amazing...and it won't dissapear?" You held up the now reddened cloth in awe and marveled at how even as a conjured object, it looked very fancy.

"No, the things I conjure stay unless I wish it otherwise"

"That's amazing..." truly asguard was on a entirely different level.

"Surely you've seen such simple magic before...?" You snapped back to reality like a whip, and felt the panic creep back in again.

You hated that about yourself, that sometimes, on the rare chance you get curious or excited you forget where you are as if in a trance.

And now if you were not careful, you'd make him suspicious again. Your homeland had magic yes, but it's not like you were allowed to just go asking the palace sorcerers questions. But the princess you was supposed to have surely at least witnessed it.

"Well, yes but I've always found magic so interesting that I can't help being um excited every time I see it... sorry" hopefully he'd buy that.

"You don't need to apologize y/n, in fact I don't believe I've met someone who apologizes as much as you" you of course immediately opened your mouth to apologize but caught your self and looked down sheepishly.

"Its just a habit...I'll try not to so much" you didnt see his frown but it was there. Why you a royal princess who was raised with all the finery, had the courage and demeanor of a little rabbit he couldn't fathom.

You looked up at him finally and he nodded and muttered something about changing. He dissapeared into his closet and you made way to the bathroom.

You came over to the marble and gold faucet and ran the water. You collected a few drops of soap and placed the cloth under the stream. Once it was soaked you shut the water off and began rubbing circles until a reddish lather was formed. It was such a beautiful cloth that you refused to let the stain set and ruin it.

You turned the water back on and rinsed it thoroughly. Once the water ran clear you were happy to see the cloth back to its crisp white.

You walked over the the contraption on the wall that Adessa had told you was for drying hair almost immediately. You used it to dry the cloth.

When you exited the bathroom you saw Loki sitting at his desk looking over some scrolls.

He seemed to never stop working.

Quietly as if not to disturb him you approached from the side. "Um Loki" he glanced at you wordlessly but his gaze was neutral. At least he didn't look upset.

"Here, thank you again" you held out the neatly folded cloth.

He eyed the clean fabric, you swear you saw a hint of amusement in his eyes but you were probably wrong. "Keep it"

"Really?" You blurted on instinct. Dammit y/n, to royalty these things are nothing. And duh he could conjure whatever he wanted.

Now you were sure at the amusement in his eyes. Although the rest of his face didn't betray him. You wished you could school your emotions like him. It would make life so much easier.

"I don't say things I don't mean, yes keep it, it's hardly worth getting excited over" first of all, aren't you the god of lies...second of all, I cant help it!!

You thanked him and quickly retreated to the sofa before you could say anything else stupid. You glanced over to the mess from before but was surprised to see it already cleaned up.

Loki probably used his magic. Or maybe called a maid.

You curled up with the book from before and started to read about Odin's father, King Bor.

Apparently this book must've been incredibly boring because you found yourself getting tired again. I'll just close my eyes for 5 min..then read again...

Loki turned in his chair when he heard your breathing change. You had fallen asleep with a book across your lap and your head leaning back. He watched you for a few moments in thought.

When he found out he needed to marry the princess. He assumed you'd be a spoiled brat. Most royalty he met were. But you acted as if you'd never been treated as anything more than a peasant. He'd met fish merchants more bold than you. He wondered how your parents treated you back on vanaheim.

He supposed he should be grateful, at least he didn't have to put up with a snobby wife. You were barely noticable and though he knew he acted standoffish most times. He didnt really mind you. It was more that he was indifferent. He barely saw you and when he did, you stayed out of his way. He wished you weren't so apologetic all the time though. He didn't want people seeing any member of the royal family as weak. Because the weak were always targeted. Loki couldn't remember the last time he apologized for anythi-

"Mfm wine"

Loki looked up to your face but found you were still asleep. Were you talking in your sleep?

"Itsssssss gone mm srry" loki couldn't help but smirk. Even in your dreams you were apologizing.

He waved his hand and a blanket covered you. You immediately snuggled into it like a child. If a tiny piece of cloth got you excited he wondered what your reaction would be to that.

A knock came at the door and Loki told them to enter as quietly as he he could.

The servant noticed why soon enough and quietly carried over the tray which contained Lokis dinner. His servant always came later than normal dinner hour since Loki always worked late and prefered it that way.

"Shall I bring anything up for her highness?" Loki noticed the uneasy expression on his face.

"She probably won't wake until morning...I'm sure shes full from dinner anyway"

"Pardon me your highness but the lady didn't call for dinner this evening..." Loki glanced at her sleeping form. Was she still feeling ill? He'd ask in the morning.

"She was feeling a little under the weather, I'll make sure she eats when she wakes" Loki saw his expression relax a bit.

"Yes your highness, good night" and with that he left.

Loki decided not to overthink it as you were probably just sleeping most of the day and forgot to.

Although the servants unease seemed a little much for just one meal skip.

Loki skipped meals all the time when he was working. Shaking his head he willed himself to leave it be, and dug into his meal.

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stjarnaloki · 2 years

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Hiii so I’m this is a 3am idea but could you do a Loki x reader one shot based off green green dress from Tick Tick boom? I LOVE YOUR WORK

Hiii Amelia! i looooooved this idea, I was so excited when I read it. I hope you like what I came up with!

Green (Green) Dress (Loki x f. reader)

warnings: 18+ tags: prince Loki, reader is from Vanaheim, dress ripping, thor has a wife, also he's king, this is the dress I was picturing

Can I tie you up love? If you tell me yes I'll unbutton every button down your green, green dress

The Bifrost spit you out as usual, in an overwhelming blur of colors and the sensation of being hit in the chest by an iron fist.

You groaned and squeezed your eyes shut, cursing the shimmering gold buildings in the distance that caught the sun. Asgard was far too bright at 8 a.m.

Heimdall looked down from his pedestal at you, offering nothing but a respectful nod of his head. You smiled back meekly, trying to resist the urge to hurl on the glittering floor.

When you got your bearings, you adjusted your grip on your overnight bag and hiked up your skirts, beginning the long journey down the rainbow bridge. Early morning mist curled its tendrils around the edges of the walkway. It smelled of salt and olive trees as you drew closer to the castle, reminders of early fall.

You had a few hours before the luncheon that morning celebrating King Thor’s first treaty, and unfortunately you knew exactly what to expect. A dreadfully dull morning full of speeches, toasts, and not enough alcohol. The niceties would fade as the sun went down, the old people would go to bed, and then a party, raucous and full of too much mead would take its place. You’d been invited as a guest of honor, and you couldn’t exactly decline the invitation as a powerful woman from the other Realm in the treaty.

It’s just one night, you said, sighing. Hopefully you could sneak off early to the library.

One thing held your spirits slightly higher than normal, however. A formal event always got your heart racing, not for the political bullshit but for the dress-up. You loved the process, laying down tints and glitter on your eyes and cheeks, sliding into high heels and silk skirts that brushed your ankles whenever you moved. Nothing was more fun to you than a transformation. Tonight’s dress was going to turn heads, if you had any say in it.

You knew it was provocative to wear one of the Prince’s colors, even more so as a guest of honor. It was an unspoken tradition, and Asgardian girls that made the mistake of wearing red to a ball rarely ever made that mistake again after experiencing a glowering stare from Thor’s queen.

But the green dress had been practically molded to your body, and there was no way in Hel you would be prevented from wearing it.

You took the long way to the palace, winding your way through groves of olive trees and stopping for deep breaths at rose bushes taller than your head. As you rounded a corner you were suddenly stopped in your tracks, drawing a quiet gasp as you recognized the raven curls that were sprawled under an orange tree, bent over a book. You backtracked immediately, trying to escape without being seen, but a severe brow suddenly looked up from his book and sat up a little straighter.

“My apologies, Prince Loki,” you said with a respectful bow. “I didn’t realize you’d be here, I-”

“Thought you’d be able to trespass in the gardens alone?” said Loki in a soft but terrifying voice. You kept your face set in stone, but your stomach flipped. You knew he wouldn’t hurt you, but his gaze sent little jolts of panic into your limbs.

“Well, yeah,” you said, deciding that coming clean was your safest bet.

“I see,” said Loki, and he stood, stretching his long limbs. “Here to facilitate my brother’s peacocking, I assume?” he continued, sounding bored.

“Against my will,” you said with a smirk. The constant quarreling of the Asgardian brothers was well-known, even as far away as Midgard, and you might as well play into it.

Loki raised an eyebrow at this, the smallest sign that you had intrigued him.

“Likewise…” he murmured, his nose wrinkling with the thought of the fast-approaching afternoon.

“I should leave you,” you said, anxious about other unexpected eyes in the garden.

“Find me, tonight,” Loki said as you turned to walk away. You looked back, raising an eyebrow at his request.

‘It won’t be hard, I’ll be right next to the king, on that same stupid pedestal,” said Loki, smirking. “I only mean that if you’d wish to escape drunken warriors, I’m quite familiar with this place…”

“I’ll be in green,” you replied with a nod. “You come find me.” With a turn of your heel, you left the garden.

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The fabric felt like water on your skin as you slid it over your head. Hours had gone by since you’d unexpectedly run into the exact Prince whose color you'd be stealing tonight. The luncheon passed with nothing of note, although you had stolen a few more glances than normal at the mop of black hair at the royal table, and been shocked to find green eyes staring back on every occasion. You’d managed to excuse yourself for your outfit change, and you were nearly running late. Voices were beginning to drift up the stairs from the party that was well underway.

At last, your earrings were on and your shoes were buckled. You painted your lips a pale shade of pink and stepped into view of the full-length mirror. If you were honest, you’d outdone yourself.

It was the most vibrant shade of emerald green, cinched at the waist and cascading in gentle strips down your legs. A slit nearly as high as your hip let bits of your glowing skin peek through when you walked, and it had mesh sleeves with bits of golden thread woven through into tiny stars.

You felt a million pairs of eyes on you as you crossed the grand threshold into the ballroom.

The God of Mischief didn’t even know your name, but there you were, dark green fabric draping over your hips as if he had picked it out himself. The eldest Asgardians audibly expressed laments of your insolence, while the younger ones stole glances and turned back to their friends and whispered did you see?

Having no group of friends to retreat to, you walked with your head held high to the bar, where you ordered a very strong drink from a bartender who looked at you with a raised eyebrow. You downed it in one gulp and quickly ordered another, begging it to replenish the courage that was failing you. Thankfully, Thor had begun drinking hours before, and after a few minutes was drawing every pair of eyes in the room as he was hoisted by six warriors in the middle of a large dance circle.

One pair of eyes in particular, however, couldn’t be bothered by the commotion.

Loki was looking at you intently, and even from your perch at the bar you could see how bright his eyes were and the smirk that curled his lips.

Your mouth went dry at the intensity of his gaze. He seemed to be either incredibly mad or incredibly pleased; it was hard to tell with a man who thrived in chaos.

He came down off the raised royal platform in slow, methodical steps, your gazes locked on each other’s. A drop of condensation dribbled from your cold glass down your wrist and you shuddered.

Then he was crossing the room, his absence gone unnoticed thanks to Thor’s incredible distraction.

Loki bowed deeply when he was in front of you, a man of tradition only amongst the eyes of his kingdom.

“If it was attention you wanted, my lady, you most certainly have succeeded,” he said, his eyes flitting down to the curve of your breasts and back to your face.

Heat rose in your chest. Even in your heels, he towered inches over you. His finest banquet attire didn’t help, either; the golden pauldron on his shoulders adding so much to his regalness that you were tempted to look down at your shoes. Still, you persisted.

“Oh, I know, I doubt I’ll ever be invited back,” you sighed. “What a shame.”

Loki flashed his teeth at your sarcasm.

“Are you mad at me?” you asked innocently. “I know this is yours and all,” you motioned to the dress.

“Far from it,” Loki said. “I’m thrilled, actually. The drunk antics of my brother are old news. All anyone will be talking about tomorrow will be the mystery girl who dared to wear a green dress and how the prince just couldn’t keep his eyes off her…”

Your drink stopped halfway to your lips. “...is that so?”

“How can I repay you for taking my brother down a peg?” asked Loki, ignoring your question. The curl in his lip persisted.

“You could get me out of here,” you half-laughed, not expecting what came next.

Loki looked at you for a beat, took the glass from your hand and proceeded to down the rest of it. He placed it on the counter and offered you his arm, raising his eyebrows expectantly when you didn’t take it immediately.

“You asked,” he prodded, and then grabbed your arm himself. “Let’s go.” You weren’t quite sure what you were getting into, but you hooked your arm around his bicep, the leather of his armor softer than you’d imagined. He walked you at a brisk pace towards the door.

“Loki, people are watching us leave,” you hissed through your teeth. No answer. He nearly dragged you away from the party, walking swiftly with an energy you’d never quite thought him capable of.

“I didn’t think you’d actually do it,” you said once you reached a vacant hallway deep within the castle. You were all too aware of the quiet that had replaced the noise of the party.

“Fuck them,” he said, a glint in his eye. You gripped his arm tighter and smiled, heat spreading to your cheeks. “You obviously have a taste for causing mischief, therefore you’re the most interesting person at that fucking party and therefore the only one worth my time now…any more complaints?” Loki said all in one breath. He’d stopped walking, shifted his grip up to grasp your forearm. The fingers that dug into the skin made your heart speed up.

“No,” you whispered, letting him take a step closer. His eyes raked over your body and it took everything in you not to quiver under him.

“Now…” Loki said, licking his lips. “What to do about this dress?”

His hand reached down to the slit in your dress and let the shimmering fabric slide over two fingertips. The pads of them gently brushed your thigh, and goosebumps erupted in their wake.

“Stunning…” Loki whispered, staring only at your lips. His other hand found the small of your back, pressing on the line of buttons one by one up your spine. Your eyes closed in spite of yourself, and when you opened them again you found lust in Loki’s eyes.

“We shouldn’t…” you murmured. If Loki looked at you like that again you weren’t sure if you’d be able to say no.

“No, we shouldn’t,” murmured Loki back. “But you never were one for playing by the rules, were you…?”

Your mouth fell open and Loki caught it with his own, pressing you against the wall until the weight of him left you gasping.

Flamed licked your body when he kissed you again.

“Touch me,” you breathed against his mouth, and Loki drew back, his pupils blown and lips red and shining. His hands raked up the shimmering green fabric until they met your skin and you gasped, feeling the way his body moved on yours as he tugged at your hips desperately. A groan escaped his lips as your fingers tangled in his hair.

“Please…” Loki whispered against your cheek, breathless already from your lips. “Let me unwrap you from this exquisite thing…” his fingers ran over the pleats on your breasts, making your nipples harden. His lips were sweet with red wine and pillowy soft; you wanted to drown in them.

“Why don’t you rip it off?” you replied in an equally sultry voice. The effect was instantaneous. Loki growled deep in his throat, hiking your skirt up even higher until his hands caressed the soft flesh of your hip bone. In an instant, he was carrying you into the next room as his tongue tangled with yours. He kicked the door closed as you crossed the threshold and set you down again, only to pin you face-first towards the door.

“Say it again,” he said, breathing into your neck. His hands toyed with the buttons, like his fingers were itching to destroy.

“Tear it off of me,” your moan muffled by the weight of him against you.

With an obscene ripping sound, Loki split all 20 buttons down the back of the gown with a casual yank. The gauzy fabric gave nearly instantly, and it fell in a heap at your feet. You turned to face him, completely bare, and found a self-satisfied grin on his face. With a snap of his fingers, his clothes vanished as well.

“Come here, you little minx,” he grumbled, his hands grasping your hips to hoist you easily from the ground. Your legs wrapped around his waist and he pressed you into the mattress, his cock trapped between you as his body encompassed yours.

“Oh, sweet girl…” he groaned. His tip was already leaking clear fluid onto your stomach. You swiped some up with your finger and sucked it off while he watched you, tasting delicious salt dance on your tongue.

“Let me taste you…” Loki murmured between the kisses he lay on your collarbones. “Let me dive into your thighs and never come up…”

You nodded desperately, eyes wide with want. He kissed all the way down your body, leaving wet marks on each breast and down your pelvic bone. He looked at you as he spread your folds apart, piercing you with his green eyes as he took a long, flat lick along your slit.

“Fuck…” you cried, your hips twitching at the sudden rush of pleasure. “Fuck, Loki, oh my god…”

Loki was laving at your clit with the tip of his tongue, holding your hips to his face when you tried to squirm. Heat built in your core and you clapped a hand to your mouth to stifle your moans.

“No, be loud for me, babygirl…” Loki said. “I want to hear you.”

“Ah-fuck,” you obeyed, and Loki dove back in between your legs, adding two fingers that slid in easily through your wetness. You clenched around them with every swirl of his tongue on your clit, your moans becoming short and unstable. The energy building in your core made you feel electric.

“Augh…mmm…Loki…” you whined as his tongue plunged into your entrance, slurping at your juices until they dribbled down his chin. “I’m gonna come if you don’t stop…”

“Then I’m doing something right, babygirl,” Loki said, his mouth not leaving your clit. The vibrations from his voice made your hips buck and you bit down hard on your lip to keep from coming undone.

“N-no,” you whimpered, grasping at his dark curls to yank him up to your face. His mouth was smeared with your juices and you kissed him messily, tasting yourself all over his tongue. It made you feel absolutely animal. You wanted to be filled with every possible inch of him, and you told him so.

“I need to come on your cock, Loki, please,” you whined, grasping his leaking cock until he shuddered. You pumped him a few times until he was straining in your hand.

“Greedy little thing,” Loki teased, but he was lining himself up with your dripping entrance the moment the words left your lips. With a hiss, he pressed himself into your cunt, overwhelmed by how tight and warm you felt around him.

“Fuck, you’re exquisite…” he half-cried when he bottomed out inside of you.

“Yes…” you said, feeling filled to the brim. He began to pump his hips achingly slow. Your nails grazed the pale skin of his back as you adjusted to his length, feeling every vein of his shaft as he moved in and out.

“Yes, just like that, oh-” he began to move faster, the ridge of his head rubbing your g-spot and making your back arch.

“You like that?” Loki goaded. “Want me to fill you up?”

“Oh, Loki…” you cried, imagining yourself leaking his essence all over his sheets, tainted and marked by the prince of another realm.

“That’s right babygirl, oh, look at you, taking my cock so well,” Loki said, his voice hitching as he thrust up into you. His cock felt so big you could nearly see it stretching the skin of your stomach with every snap of his hips.

Hot, wet liquid was flowing down your thighs from your cunt, gushing forward with every movement of Loki inside of you.

“Listen to yourself…you’re so wet,” Loki said in a strangled voice. “You’re gonna fucking drain me, darling.”

You nodded and whimpered, pulling the bulk of him impossibly closer and licking into his mouth. You loved being filled by him in every hole, so much that you never wanted to leave that sensation.

Loki swallowed your moans, his hips rocking more desperately now. One hand trailed down to circle your clit, and he cried out as your cunt clamped down in a rhythmic pattern.

“You’re gonna come, aren’t you, babygirl?” Loki said, trying unsuccessfully to keep his voice steady.

“Y-yes,” you groaned, circling your clit faster and faster, feeling warmth spread from your core to your limbs and growing ever-tighter around his cock. “Loki, I’m gonna come, fuck…come with me…”

Your command was cut off with a guttural moan and Loki’s cock sent you over the edge. Your cunt gripped him, your body wracked with an orgasm that felt like white-hot light. You clutched the sides of his face and moaned his name into his mouth, one last shallow thrust sending him tumbling over the cliff with you. He groaned deep and wet in your mouth, spilling himself inside you. It was warm and sticky, coating every surface of your slit and seeping deeper inside of you with every pulse of your core.

“Hah–” you both said, breathing the same breath as the last drops of his release dripped inside of you. Loki’s arms gave out and he collapsed on your chest, kissing your sweaty collarbones lazily as you slowly returned to your bodies.

After a long time, Loki reluctantly slid out of you with a groan, drawing you closer to his chest.

“I don’t have anything else to wear,” you mused, motioning to the heap of green fabric that lay next to the door.

“I could fix it,” Loki offered, stroking your temple.

“Or you could keep me in your bed all night.”

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it’s not you, it’s me- final

Author: hela-avenger

Word Count: 1765

Summary: Natasha won’t quit trying to set you up so you decide to play fire with fire. Hence making a deal with an insufferable prince who interestingly enough is willing to fake being in love with you for the rest of the night. Of course when dealing with the God of Lies things are never as they seem. Fake-Dating AU. p&w AU.

A/N: Every time I think I’m going to have time to write and post something on a scheduled manner something always comes up to ruin that. So sorry for leaving y’all hanging and I’m just gonna stop making false promises.

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Bucky almost seems the same with the exception in the way he carries himself. Once confident and jovial, he’s become more quiet and humble. Someone who would rather spend his time in the outskirts of a party than in the middle of it all.

It explains why you hadn’t seen him until now. He waited for everyone to be gone before coming down.

“You really haven’t changed,” Bucky states once you receive your drinks. He motions for you to take a seat at the bar and so you do. “You look exactly the same as the first time I met you.”

“I’m pretty sure I was covered in mud and grime when we first met,” you recall. “So I would consider this an upgrade.”

“Right,” Bucky lets out a short laugh. “But still, it’s nice to see that some things haven’t changed.”

“Yeah,” you sigh. “Steve was relieved when he saw me again. It helped him to have some piece of his life back even though everything was turned inside out and upside down for him. I assume it’s the same for you after… well, after what you’ve been through.”

Bucky goes silent and stares into his drink solemnly.

“We don’t have to talk about that,” you offer up to him. “I’ve heard enough and you don’t need to relive any of those details. I’m just happy that chapter of your life is over.”

“Cheers to that,” Bucky mutters, clinking his glass with yours before taking a drink. “So, onto livelier topics, how about, uh, we talk about you?”

“Please don’t tell me you want to know my true age.”

“That is actually the only thing I wanted to know,” Bucky jokes. “Rude? I know, but I just…”

You shove him but Bucky doesn’t move an inch.

“I’m older than you and that’s all you need to know.”

“Ok,” Bucky nods. “And you’re… Steve said half-human, half-Asgardian?”

“Yes,” you answer. “A demi-god to make it simpler.”

Bucky takes a second to register the information.

“Huh, after all I’ve been through I’m having a hard time wrapping my head around that.”

“Yeah, being in the presence of a God tends to render people speechless.”

“No, it’s not that exactly. It’s more about the fact that I was dating one that’s blowing my mind.”

“Well, dating seems like a reach…”

“Please don’t ruin this for me,” Bucky interrupts, causing you to laugh at the growing blush on his cheeks. “This is the peak of my existence. Nothing I ever do or have done will outshine this moment in our history. A rascal of a boy from Brooklyn having dated the daughter of Aphrodite herself.”

“Ever the flirt, Barnes,” you giggle. “ I never really stood a chance against you.”

There’s a silence that follows. It’s comfortable at first, but you both inevitably look away. As if you both realize how easy it was to fall back into old ways but how unfamiliar the motions felt now.

Bucky’s hand reaches for yours and you go still. You hadn’t realized you had been fidgeting with the half-empty glass.

“We might look the same but we’re completely different now, huh?”

There is a sudden wave of grief that lapses over you. It takes you by surprise seeing as he’s still right next to you. You feel the warmth of his hand and watch his chest rise and fall with each breath. He’s not gone, but you lost him all the same.

“I’m sorry,” you apologize to him. “It seems like the passing of time has indeed taken another victim.”

“I know,” he whispers as he lets your hand go. “I’m just an echo of the man I was back then.”

“It’s not you,” you sigh. “It’s me.”

You half-smile at him and lean into the palm of your hand.

“I’ve always kept you at a distance. For your sake, but mainly for mine. I… I can admit now that I was selfish with you. I was lonely and afraid of my mortality and I needed a way out of that and it was you. You are…”

There is a knot in your throat but you fight through it

“You are a light, Bucky. In the darkness I was in, you were the light at the end of that very long tunnel. That hasn’t changed and it will never change. So thank you for sharing that glow with me in the time I needed it the most.”

“I think that’s the nicest thing I’ve ever been told in my entire life,” Bucky answers breathlessly. “Always know how to punch the air out of my lungs.”

“It’s the truth,” you tell him.

“I sense a but coming though…”

“No, there is just an apology left to say because I am sorry that we can’t pick up where we left off. At the moment you need some light of your own, I can't be that for you.”

Bucky smiles in response, “I never expected us to return where we left off. I have too much baggage and I’m sure you’ve moved on from me a long time ago.”

“I-” you stammer out. “I mean-”

You don’t know why your gaze shifts toward the balcony and you go silent when you realize that it's empty now.

Where did Loki go?

You can’t help but search for him and find him speaking to his brother before making his way out.

“Buck, I’m sorry, but I have to go…”

Bucky is quick to notice where you focus has gone to and simply smiles once again.

“Go,” he tells you. “You should go.”

“Thank you. I’ll explain everything later,” you promise him as you get out of your seat.

“I prefer you didn’t,” he jokes. “But seriously, go. I’ll tell everyone you had to leave.”

You whisper your gratitude again before slipping away from the room. You don’t miss the smirk Natasha gives you as you run down the hallway. You watch as the elevator doors are closing and shout for Loki to hold them.

He doesn’t.

It doesn’t matter though as you manage to slip through the closing elevator doors.

“Well that’s awfully rude of you,” you say as you try to catch your breath. “No wonder people think you’re unapproachable.”

Loki just glares at you, “What are you doing?”

“Chasing after you if it isn’t obvious,” you answer. “You left without saying goodbye to me.”

“I didn’t realize I had to.”

His demeanor is cold and you wonder how you manage to fall back onto square one.

“I wish you had,” you tell him. “Save me from running after you in these heels.”

Loki’s scowl doesn’t soften, instead he breathes out of his nose loudly.

“What are you doing here?” he asks. “You were clearly enjoying your time with the soldier. Why are you here with me now?”

“Because you-” you whisper trying to figure out why your mouth has suddenly turned dry. “Because we…”

You don’t know how to put what you’re feeling into words. It was as if you were being pulled into a riptide. Just being pulled and dragged in all different directions. This was all so new to you. Staying instead of running away.

“Because I don’t want this night to end,” you answer. “So I thought we could um- go get dinner maybe?”

“Dinner?” Loki asks in surprise.

“Yeah, dinner,” you repeat. “I know this taco truck two blocks away.”

“Tacos?”

“Loki, why are you repeating everything I say?”

“Because I’m trying to make sense of what’s happening.”

The doors to the elevator open and Loki sighs before moving to leave. You’re quick to block him.

“What are you doing now?”

“I’m trying to talk to you and you’re shutting me down so I’m really doubting what I’m actually doing right now because I really thought we had something going but maybe I read everything wrong. Oh God, now I’m mortified.”

You step away and allow Loki his much desired departure.

He takes a step forward and stops right in front of you. You’re afraid to look up but you can feel his gaze settled on you.

The elevator doors close again and he’s quick to push the lobby button.

“Tacos, you said?”

“Yeah,” you whisper when you finally muster the courage to look up at him. The scowl is gone and his face has softened once more. “Yeah and maybe we could um… we can talk about Asgard.”

“Just Asgard?” he repeats with a grin.

“Yeah, Asgard,” you answered with a laugh. “We can talk about Asgard and more of our childhood traumas and…”

“Can I just kiss you now?”

“Yes, please.”

Loki’s delicate as he pulls your face up and presses his lips on yours. The tension that was all over your body disappears as you realize this was exactly what you were looking for. You melt into him and he’s quick to hold you upright as his lips continue to dance upon yours.

He pulls away too soon for your liking but he doesn’t go too far. You feel his nose bump against yours. His warm breath fanning over your face.

“What are you waiting for?” you whisper. “Kiss me again.”

Loki just sighs as he tucks some loose strands away.

“Just let me admire you,” he answers. “I thought I would never get to have you like this.”

He laughs quietly.

“I was trying to be selfless, you know.”

“You were?” you ask surprised.

“I saw you with… Bucky and I couldn’t intrude in your happiness.”

“He’s just a friend,” you explain to him. “I am happy to see him but it’s a different kind of happiness.”

“And what do you feel about me?”

The elevator doors open and you can’t help but step out onto the lobby. Loki’s quick to follow after you, pulling off his coat with the intent of placing it over your shoulders before you step outside.

“I can tell you more about my feelings on the way to the taco truck,” you tell him. “Or maybe…”

“Maybe what?” Loki asks as he catches up to you. His coat is placed on your shoulders before he opens the door.

“Maybe I can show you.”

You’re quick to push up on your toes and place a chaste kiss on his lips before grabbing his hand and leading him down the road.

“So about that trip to Asgard,” you begin. “How soon can we go?”

“We could go now if you desire.”

“Later,” you tell him as you look up at the distant stars. “I wanna stay here a little longer.”

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buckyswifesblog · 11 months

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Can people ask me for stories plz?

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demigoddessqueens · 2 years

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Saw Thor Love and Thunder this past weekend….

I have so many feels and thoughts for different scenarios and AU’s

Like for Thor, he learns how to love and open his heart again to y/n, and has a found family dynamic with y/n while raising Eternity/Love

If this is an AU where Loki is still alive, and after seeing his brother’s pain and trying to help him heal, he realizes he can’t hold his feelings back anymore for y/n

Gorr being conflicted in his feelings and mission for y/n who’s a god and most likely helping Thor but also realizing, in a bittersweet way, his daughter has a second chance of being a family again with y/n

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deexchanel · 2 years

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Blind

Word Count: 2,692

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x BlackFem!OC

Warning: Swearing, Altercations, Fluff and feelings uprooted. mentioning of drugs!

Summary: Bucky is blinded by love from his girlfriend who is secretly just using him for good looks and money. Elara loves Bucky as a friend until she hung out with him more and the feelings for him grew.

A/N: It’s been a month or two. Writer’s Block is a pain the ass and this time I’m prepared. ( E-Lar-rah)

mf: motherfucker ( too lazy to keep writing it)

*Characters are 18 and older!*

Elara & Bucky

“Trying to make it to school kills me Corell.” Elara sits on the edge of the couch putting on her black and white dunks. It’s 7:30 in the morning, school started it at 8:30 sharp.

“Girl it’s just 2 more months of school before you graduate. Don’t let senioritis consume you whole.” Corell poured hazelnut creamer into her coffee. Elara fixed on her red curls in the mirror. Her outfit was a black romper.

“Sis that mf done swallowed me already. Where my keys ?”

As Elara walked past Corell pointed at the hook near the door. El kissed her big sister on the cheek and grabbed the essentials that she needed then left for school.

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“bestie what it do!” Elara walked up to her bestie as she does every morning near the 600 lockers. It was a lot of students that attended her school which why they found somewhere link.

Kaylee Jinsu had been Elara best friend since 9th grade. “I’m convinced Thor is into me.”

The pair walked side by side to breakfast. “Why you say that?” Elara looked up from her phone every so often so she wouldn’t run into anything.

“He messaged me on instagram on some friend type shit. Wait-“ Her phone buzzed and it created a little smile on her face. “Ignore that bullshit I just said. I met Thor last year because he was friendly to me first. We’re in the friend zone and I really like him.”

Elara furrowed her eyebrow in confusion,”Why are y’all still in the friend zone? Have he shown you energy that he’s feeling you back?”

Kaylee scratch the side of her next, “He’s fingered me, we’ve made out-“

“I’m going to stop you right there bestie. That’s a red flag. He’s toxicccc.” They walked in the cafeteria deep in conversation joining the line of students that also wanted breakfast.

They sat down at the table after being served two waffles, sausage, eggs and apple juice. “Oouh bestie today they got us right on breakfast.” Kaylee dipped her waffle in syrup as Elara ate on her eggs a bit.

“Girl what! I’ma be so sleepy in first block.”

“Elara!” A deep voice that belonged to Bucky made his way closer to the table. El’s smile grew seeing her other best friend who she have yet to talk to today.

“James you was real M.I.A this morning. Surprised you still my bestie.”

“I’m sorry Elara, I was busy this morning doing some shit with my pops.” He kissed her cheek, “I just came to talk to you, grab a juice then head to class.”

Elara’s cheeks turned red, “Okay Bucky enjoy your day.” Bucky ruffled Kaylee’s hair, smirking. “I will. Oh and Kay? Thor said Good morning.”

Kaylee cheeks grew red while swatting his hands away, “Bye Bucky, you play so much!” She thought he was being petty but in honesty Thor asked him to say that.

After Bucky left, The girls sat there for a minute talking. Their conversation died down a bit after hearing her best friend name in someone’s mouth.

“Bucky’s girlfriend been posting on her close friends that he is the example dude on how use them for only money and arm candy.”

Elara’s leg shook in anger hearing that shit. Bucky loves Rydee because they’ve been together since 10th grade year. Kaylee grabbed Elara’s hand pulling her from the table before anything broke loose.

“Kaylee you heard that shit ? Rydee been using Bucky for his money. I’m going to beat her ass.” She rubbed her lips together trying to calm down but it’s not working.

“Yeah I heard that shit. She wrong as fuck for that because Bucky actually likes her. When you planning on beating her ass?”

“At Lunch.”

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Eventually the best friends separated for classes until it was time for seniors lunch block. “Hey Steve!” Elara kissed his cheek then dapped up the rest of the gang around the table. “Where’s Bucky?”

“Sitting with Hoedee.” Clint pointed his fork in the direction of Bucky sitting at a lunch table with Rydee hugged up to him and all of her friends over there. It was only Loki, Clint, Steve and Tony at the table.

“Should’ve known.” Elara sat in the empty space between Loki and Tony. She glanced down at their plates trying to see which one was appetizing.“Which station you got the chicken nuggets from??” She pointed at Tony’s plate.

He dipped a chicken nugget it in ketchup then plopped it in his mouth, “Near the pizza but I forgot the name of it. Want one?” He held out one towards her.

“Yeah I wanna see what they taste like.” When she went to grab it, Tony plopped it in his mouth with a devious smirk growing.

Elara jaw dropped for a second then she glared. “You greedy mf!” She reached forward trying to grab one as same time Tony tried to block it.

“Stark give me one !”

“No! I want all of mine!”

“Tony!”

“Elara!” He mocked back.

They looked like little kids with chicken nugget crumbs over their hands from fighting over it. Amused, Steve held out an chicken nugget from his plate “Here El.”

The glare went from Tony to Steve, “You had one this whole time?!” She huff not even wanting it anymore. Steve laughed, “Because you didn’t ask me, you asked Tony out of all people at the table.”

Elara smacked her lips, “You do be making points Steve.” Her phone buzzed grabbing her attention.

bestie4L

we’re walking in now

bestie4L

who tf is we?

As soon as the message sent, Elara looked up to see her bestie & Thor walking in. Wait for it…

holding hands.

This is the end. Elara happiness dropped seeing her best friend off the market. I mean yeah she’s happy for her best friend but she couldn’t help feel alone. Kaylee wasn’t going to drop her but it probably meant she wasn’t going to always be available. El cleared her frown and put on the best smile for her best friend.

“Kay?? What in the hell is going on today? Like it is so eventful on this Thursday.” El pointed at their joined hands. Kaylee blushed,

Kaylee blushed, “I’ll tell you later Elara, you know I am.” Thor flexed his muscles to the guys and the cheered for him.

“Congrats on the relationship dude!” Steve dapped up Thor. Kaylee sat down by Elara getting comfortable while Thor sat beside Loki after doing their handshake.

“What’s up Loki!”

“Hey Thor!”

“Where’s Bucky?” The long blonde asked for his other brother. The whole table in unison, pointed behind them.

“Hoedee.”

Kaylee snorted and the whole table burst into laughter. El glanced over at her best friend, honestly missing him. He’s been busy all week with his dad til they’ve barely facetimed each other. She saw Rydee rub up and down his arm, she couldn’t help but feel jealous.

Jealous? Pfft Elara is the type of person who is far from jealously. Or is she ?

In slow motion, she watched Rydee place a kiss on the corner of Bucky’s lips. That’s it! She couldn’t sit there and watch some gold digger kiss on her man. That shit sent her over the edge and hating to admit it herself she knew why.

All she saw was red.

El slammed her book bag down on the table getting up. “Lara??” Kaylee got up from her seat following behind her. “Oh we ready??”

“You damn right we is.” Lara made way over to Rydee table. Kaylee crossed her arms, not losing eye contact on Rydee. Bucky glanced up to his best friend from his phone, “Best? Hey, I was just finna text-“

Elara and Kaylee stared down on Rydee but Ry wasn’t going down without a fight so she stood up too.

“Bitch you think you’re going to use my best friend for his money and not think I’ll do anything??!! Are you fucking dumb?!?!”

“Elara shut the fuck up cause you’re not going to do anything about it!”

“Oh baby we gone do everything about it, don’t fucking play!” Kaylee spoke up, taking her ear rings out. Another one of Rydee’s friend stood up too. The cafeteria was still rowdy from the other kids so not a lot of people was aware of what was going on.

The boys watched from afar, completely confused on what the hell going on. Bucky stood up, just as confused as his friends. “Elara what is going on? What’s the reason on why you walking up to Rydee like this??”

Elara pointed at Rydee, anger written all over her face.“Tell him Rydee! Tell him that you been using-“

Rydee lurched forward aiming to Elara’s face but El’s fist connected to Ry’s face first. Punches were thrown left and right but Ry slipped on a bookbag so she fell backwards which had Elara on top.

Rydee’s friend inched closer to the fight but Kay kept watched the whole time. She went over to the friend “Oh bitch you trying to jump in?!” Kaylee grabbed her hair, pulling her to the ground. “Bitch don’t you ever think you can jump in my best friend fight!”

The two fights caught everyone attention and the cafeteria erupted into a lot of commotion. Bucky had enough of the fighting from Elara, he grabbed her waist trying to get her off. “Elara let her go!”

He didn’t understand what was the whole fight about. Bucky was upset that El fought Rydee for nothing. He had a lot of questions to ask both of them. “El stop!”

Bucky’s strength successfully pulled El off but it wasn’t enough to contain her. “Bitch I’m not finished with you!!” Rydee yelled as a teacher held her back. Both girls had a scratch or two on their faces.

“I’m forever ready you stupid bitch. You knew you were fucking wrong to do MY best friend like that!!” She thrashed around in Bucky’s arm cause every piece of her wanted Rydee head tore off.

It be them damn light skins that wanna fuck over the good guys. Bucky held on to her waist, with all the moving Elara was still in his arms. He pulled her into the hallway, not even upset because he wanted to know what’s going on.

“Elara calm the hell down and tell me what happened? What is you talking about with Rydee?! I’ve asked that question about a thousand times and no fucking answer! Plus you’re fighting her over this means this some deep shit so what is it?”Bucky ‘s angry but determined expression stared into Elara’s chocolate eyes.

She closed her eyes taking in a deep breath, not knowing how he will take this. Now realizing that she cause this mess without even knowing how Bucky would react. Shit! All because she was jealous.

The guys walked out the cafeteria excluding Kaylee and Thor. Steve wanted to speak up but the argument looked heated.

“This morning I overheard some girls say that Rydee has been using for you money and good looks. I went a little deeper and found out she’s still with Martin.”

Bucky heart sank, he didn’t know if it was true or not. He didn’t want to believe it. “Th-That doesn’t makes sense El. Rydee didn’t-” Ry was Bucky’s first relationships since he had lost his arm in a car wreck. Yeah Elara was in the picture but only as friends.

What El told him stuck in his head, “You can’t believe stuff you hear Elara. Why are you trying to sabotage my relationship? You fought her for no reason!”

Elara looked at Bucky in disbelief “I had a reason! No don’t you fucking dare take up for that gold digging bitch!” The anger kicked back in. “Bucky ain’t no fucking information like that is just going to float around school as a rumor.”

“Everything’s a fucking rumor. A real best friend would’ve just told me personally instead of fighting my girlfriend. You don’t have to fight all the time Elara!” Bucky got closer and their eyes never broke contact. He was angry for not knowing if this information was true and he’s taking out on the wrong person. His heart was telling no but his head just wanted him to keep going.

“Buck!” Steve jumped end cause they’re friendship was on the edge. “Both of you just chill out on this right now.”

“You hear your fucking self right?! You know what everybody can’t handle a real bitch like me so I’ll do you a favor and leave. She did you dirty, I took your side and beat her ass cause I’m your best friend plus overprotective of you and you’re mad with me?” She shook her hands trying not to put her hands on him. Elara’s heart was just torn from what he was saying. “I’ll chill out when he take his head out of Rydee’s ass.”

“Fuck you Elara cause you don’t know how I really feel!” Bucky balled his fist, and that’s when everyone intervened. Tony held back Elara who fist were balled as well.

“Fuck you Bucky!” She tried to move but Tony got in the way. “Stark you can move cause he’s pushing it!”

“No you two need to cool it. You guys obviously need some time apart!” Feeling in defeat when Tony didn’t move, El flipped Bucky off. She nodded her head as her eyes filled with tears.

The principal opened the door pointing at El, “You come with me.” Elara followed her without protest to the office.

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Elara laid into bed, her feelings for Bucky were everywhere. She liked him but the way he acted today, obviously showed that he wasn’t into her.

Her love life was hard and not being with her parents made it harder. In her side nightstand, El reached down grabbing an old coach purse which held what she needed. 5 minutes later she was done rolling up.

Yeah…

Done rolling up…

When your love life and losing both parents is hard, something has to take the pain away.

*Incoming call from bestie4L*

The facetime call answered with Kaylee sitting on her back porch.

“You done rolling up?”

“Yes, just looking for my lighter.” Elara always losing her damn purple lighter. After finding it under her pillow, she made a walk to her back porch.

“You always looking for that damn lighter!”

“Hush cause you be losing yours too!” El laughed, then sat down in a chair.

*********

The world echoed around Elara as the grass became interesting. “Elara what happened between you and Bucky?” She heard Kaylee’s voice from beside her, honestly forgetting that she was on the phone for a second.

“He took her side with his confused ass and how I know that was true about Rydee cause when I was making her ass confessed, she cames towards me first that’s why I took the first lick.” She hit the blunt against the ash tray to knock some off.

“I was there on the second part slow ass , keep going on the first part when I was in the office.” Kaylee laughed at the slow moment Elara just had. “El you high as fuck. He took her side how?”

“Man he said he didn’t know if it was true or not so he don’t know whose side to take and plus it was wrong to fight her. All that pure bullshit.”

“How the fuck he can’t believe you? You were here first so he should know you by now. You took his side and he still chose hers. Men.” Kaylee shook her head then inhaled the smoke through her nose. “I had to hit the blunt for the stupid shit, you just said.”

Elara laughed putting out the blunt. Kaylee always know how to put a smile on her face and Elara’s forever grateful for that. “Girl ima be there in 2 minutes so we can smoke these together bye!”

“Bye bitch!”

After smoking, Elara regretted nothing from today but he was still on her mind. The way his eyes stared into hers…

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Yupppp my ass wrote this while high and sober. my first post since a month or two ago. I’m out for the summer so I should be more active.

stay slutty my friends 💗

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lokisbirdofhermes · 2 years

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The Bird of Hermes is my name; Eating my wings to make me tame

So...

Some of y’all may have heard of me by now. xD

This is BirdOfHermes from AO3. I write primarily Loki/Female Reader and Loki/Original Female Character fics, but I also dabble in Thor/Female Reader or Thor/OFC, and some other fandoms too. I thought it might be a good idea to create a sideblog in case anyone in the Loki or Thor fandom wants to meet me, since some of you have posted before asking if I had a Tumblr. Please say hi if you’d like; I’m hella awkward but hella friendly.

The other reason I decided to make a sideblog is that AO3 bans you from posting your Ko-Fi link and it would be lovely if people wanted to tip me for fics again. So you can find my Ko-fi here if you feel the urge: https://ko-fi.com/birdofhermes (Please remember: DO NOT EVER MENTION KO-FI ON AO3. Not even in the comments. They will suspend you for ANY mention of the site, then delete your account. If you contribute, tell me on here, not on there, or they’ll boot us both out.)

For now, though, I’m creating a masterlist of my work so that Tumblrians don’t have a hard time finding my work on here. I’ll come back and update it as new fics get written as well, since y’all know my thirsty ass writes like a maniac.

Series that I Write

The Thirst Trials (in no particular order; these are all separate ideas that have the same theme of being either Loki/Reader or Loki/OFC or Thor/Reader or Thor/OFC):

Sugar and Spice (Loki/OFC and Thor/OFC)

Secret (Loki/Reader)

The Scent of a Rose (Thor/Reader)

The Proposal (Loki/Reader)

Therapeutic (Loki/Reader)

Anodyne (Loki/Reader)

The Auction (Loki/Reader)

Reprieve (Loki/Reader)

Under my Skin (Thor/Reader)

Pretty Pink Baby Blue (Thor/Reader)

The Eye of the Storm (Thor/Reader)

Surrender (Thor/Reader)

Nepenthe (Loki/Reader)

Tempest (Thor/Reader/Loki)

Scratch My Back (Loki/Reader)

Somebody That I Used to Know (Loki/Reader)

Paper Hearts (Thor/Reader)

This is (Avengers) Halloween (Thor/Reader)

All the Pretty Girls (Thor/Reader/Loki)

Bad Things (Loki/Reader)

Bivouac (Loki/Reader)

Kissing a Fool (Thor/Reader)

Small Mercies (Loki/Reader)

Stripped Bare (Thor/Reader)

Bound (Loki/Reader)

Quarantined (Loki/Reader)

Tape Song (Loki/Black Original Female Character)

Mi Casa es Su Casa (Thor/Reader)

Dictate (Loki/Reader)

The Wild Side (Thor/Reader)

She Ain’t Heavy (Loki/Reader)

Lost and Found (Loki/Reader)

The Interview (Loki/Reader)

Gentleman of Quality (Loki/Reader)

King and Queen (Thor/Black Female Reader)

Of Love and Gods (Loki/Black Original Female Character)

The Photographer (Loki/Reader)

Love Rain (Loki/Black Original Female Character)

Freed (Loki/Reader)

Silvertongue (Loki/Reader)

Immortalitea (Loki/Reader/Thor)

Naughty or Nice (Loki/Reader)

Another Girl Another Planet (Jotunn Loki/Reader)

The Journal (Thor/Reader)

All the Small Things (Loki/Reader)

No Accounting for Taste (Loki/Reader)

Under Pressure (This is a Loki/Reader series, but it’s told in first POV and Reader is nicknamed Frosty because she’s a part time Avenger with ice powers who was recruited shortly before Thanos entered the picture. Fics below are in chronological order.)

Under Pressure

Sweet

The Fight Before Christmas

Valentinus

Breakthrough

Cold

High

Gamble

Stood Up

Cradle and All

Runaways

And that’s all for now! I’ll update this post whenever I’ve got something new cooking, but for now, please wave, friend, share, and such things. Hope you guys like my work.

Birdie loves you. <3

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vbecker10 · 19 days

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Loki's Silent Sentry (Part 4)

Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 3

Pairing: Loki x female reader (ofc)

As the annual Winter Solstice Ball approaches, you come to the heartbreaking realization that your relationship with Loki must come to an end if you are both to fulfill your duties.

Warnings: Angst, arguing, Thor trying to be a better brother, Odin being a terrible father... I lied about the fluff... it's not in this part lol but it's coming I swear 💚 I know this part is short but it was getting way too long so I keep breaking it up

"No! He can't do this," you think angrily. Your mind is spinning and your heart races. How could he take this away from his own son.

"You dare to tell me what I can and can not do!?" the king asks in a booming voice and you suddenly freeze.

You look at Loki, his eyes filled with fear and realize you didn't think that, you said it out loud. Odin slowly takes a step forward and you fight the urge to turn and run.

The only sounds you can hear in the crowded room are Odin's heavy footsteps as he decends the stairs and the pounding of your heart. Loki slips his hand free from yours as his father comes closer, he moves to stand in front of you protectively. It does nothing to stop the king, however, his eyes are fixed on you.

The king glares at you and says, "This does not concern you."

You don't know what gives you the strength or courage but you find yourself taking a step forward so you are next to Loki. He glances at you and you can tell he is obviously worried but you stand tall in front of the king and the whole council. You take Loki's hand again and answer Odin, "This concerns me because your ruling effects Loki's future and I care about him, unlike you or would seem."

Loki pulls you closer to him and further from his father but neither of you back away from the king.

"It is now becoming even clearer why we need to update the marriage law," Odin states, looking at the members of the council. He looks directly at Loki, "The prince does not understand his duty to this kingdom and that marriage is not to be taken lightly." Then he looks at you, "And you do not know your place."

"My place is with your son," you tell him.

"And my place is with Y/N," Loki adds in agreement.

A council member to your right says, "Prince Loki, you may think your place is with this soldier but you have a responsibility to follow the king's orders, as do we all."

You feel your chest tighten, you already know the answer to that question. You had spent many nights wondering if you were good enough for Loki.

"Is this really about my obligations as a prince?" he asks the council, "Or do you simply not think Y/N is worthy of my hand in marriage?"

"Lieutenant is barely an officer," an older woman says.

"If we take into account her family's years of service and the ranks they reached, we can easily assume she will at least rise to major like her parents before her," a younger man counters.

"Not for many, many years," another man responds.

"The law only states that a soldier must be a captain, that's clearly an obtainable rank," a woman you barely recognize defends you.

"But she is not yet a captain," someone argues. The chatter and disagreements begin to mix together and become louder as each person fights to have their opinion heard.

You keep your hand in Loki's, holding onto him to keep your bearings as you try to follow the numerous conversations. He squeezes your hand gently and you look up at him. He tries to give you a reassuring smile but you can clearly see he is as nervous as you are. None of this has gone the way he had planned and you are both terrified of what could happen.

"Enough of this!" Odin raises his voice, causing the room to go quiet in an instant. "I have made my decision."

"Father, please. Don't do this to us," Loki begs his father but the king seems unphased by how much he is hurting his son.

"Your highness-" you start but can't finish your thought.

"One more word from you..." he threatens and you become quiet, moving closer to Loki.

The queen moves forward, you had almost forgotten she was in the throne room as she sat quietly and observed the arguments. You and Loki both look at her with a mixture of hope and desperation. Is she going to overrule the king as she had when he wanted to send you away? Does she have a clever suggestion to keep you together? Is she going to agree with her husband? Your mind races as you wait for her to speak.

"I wish to hear what Lieutenant Y/L/N has to say," she says calmly.

Odin turns to look at his wife and something in his demeanor changes. You can't tell if he loves his wife but you can see he respects her enough to not challenge her in front of the council. He looks back at you and waves his hand slightly, "Very well, but these will be your final words in my presence."

You swallow hard and Loki squeezes your hand again to make sure you know you have his support.

"I love Asgard and I have dedicated my life to serving the crown and this kingdom," you begin, unsure of where you are going. "I admit, I am at a loss to discover that this means little to you. I have fought to protect the Bifrost, I have shed blood defending our outposts, I am willing to die in place of the royal family as a sworn sentry. Does this truly make me less worthy of marrying Loki than a woman who was born into one of the council families purly by chance?"

The members of the council begin to whisper again, discussing the question you posed but your attention turns to Loki. You keep your eyes locked on his and tell him, "I don't know what will happen but I need you to know that I will never stop loving you, even if they pull us apart."

"I will never let them take you from me, I promise," he says and you believe him with your whole heart.

The queen nods when you look back towards her but she looks heartbroken for her son and you fear she won't interfere again.

"Now, let us put this nonsense behind us and-" the king begins.

"Wait," Thor interrupts him as gasps spread through the crowd. Now it is Thor who approaches the edge of the throne. Odin glares at his oldest son but says nothing, allowing him to continue.

"I think it would be wise to explain why you truly want to disregard the existing law," he says.

"I have made my opinion on the matter perfectly clear and above all else, it is simply outdated," Odin answers but you can tell the council members are not sure that is the whole truth.

"If you do not tell them," Thor threatens calmly, "I will."

"What are you talking about brother?" Loki asks, his voice full of confusion.

Before Thor can respond, Odin says, "You will do no such thing."

Thor pauses for a moment as if weighting the pros and cons of disobeying his father and you hold your breath while he decides. He avoids Odin's stare and looks at you and Loki. "Loki," he starts.

"Stop this now," Odin commands.

Thor doesn't stop, "We knew about this law, we have for years."

"What?" Loki takes a small step back in shock. "You knew and you said nothing? Even after you knew how I felt about Y/N?"

"Yes but there was nothing to be done," his brother explains. "Even if I had told you, you would still never be allowed to marry her."

"Why not? Why are we being punished?" Loki asks desperately looking from his brother to his father and back at Thor.

"You are not being punished, you are being used as a pawn," Thor says, looking down as if he is ashamed to admit the truth. The queen looks to Odin, her eyes full of questions. The council begins to whisper again as they attempt to figure out if anyone knows what Thor is referring to.

"A pawn," Loki repeats, his eyes unfocused as he stares at the floor. You hold him tightly, hoping to bring his attention back to you.

"Everyone out!" Odin orders the council to clear the throne room but no one moves.

"What is Prince Thor saying?" one person asks. "A pawn in what game?" asks another. Dozens of questions fly through the air until Loki finally looks up again.

"Brother," he says and the room goes silent. "Please, tell me what you mean? That I am to be used?"

"I'm sorry Loki," he says and your heart pounds faster. "You can't marry Y/N, because you have been promised to another."

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darknight3904 · 6 months

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The Dress

Masterlist / Main Masterlist

Asgard 1971 A.D. (Thor 26, Loki 26, Astri 24)

"I think she'll wear green, brother," Thor said

"Why does it matter what she wears?" Loki asked dismissively

Thor smiled knowingly at his younger brother who was sipping at his wine pretending not to hide his face in his beverage.

"Oh, it does not. Not to me at least. The last time she wore green I thought your eyes were going to pop out of your head." Thor teased

Thor's words continued to bounce around in Loki's head all day and into the night. He hadn't seen much of Astri today since she was sparring with Sif and then practicing some new magic technique with his mother. They hadn't had lessons together in years after she and Loki got in a fight which ended in Frigga's favorite vase breaking and Loki's ego feeling rather bruised when Astri refused to talk to him for a week. He hadn't meant to antagonize her but his jealousy got the better of him and after she had been able to successfully multiply herself faster than him he had let out a string of insults which ended after he brought up her mother and father. Astri had shot him across his mother's chambers so fast that he barely had time to blink.

"Say another word, Loki and I'll toss you from the balcony next." Astri's voice was dripping in malice as her hands were still glowing their soft blue hue her magic put out.

"I'd like to see you try," Loki had quickly quipped back righting himself while Frigga demanded they cease their actions at once

Astri's hands had glowed once more and this time he went to the other side of the room and into his mother's favorite vase, a gift from his father when they married.

Loki tossed and turned now in his bed, wishing he had been at whatever lesson his mother had been teaching today. No, it wasn't because he wanted to be better at whatever was being taught. He liked seeing Astri's face light up whenever she got something right. He had seen it often when they were children when learning about the history of Asgard in their shared classes.

A quiet knock sounded, interrupting his nightly brooding. Loki removed himself from the pile of blankets and pillows he slept with nightly and pulled the door open to reveal Astri and a tall stack of books.

"I missed seeing you today so I figured I'd come to you." She explained entering his room without even asking and tossing the books onto his already overflowing desk.

"It's very late, Astri." Loki sighed trying to pretend that he was tired and not at all happy to see her.

"So? We used to sneak into Thor's room and then hang him from the ceiling by his toes around this time when we were younger." She pointed out before selecting a book and jumping onto his bed

"Yes, we did. But..." Loki trailed off eyeing her legs that were exposed by her night dress moving up as she got comfortable among his many pillows

"Why do you have so many pillows? It's kind of impractical." She said utterly missing his wandering eyes

Loki felt a lump rise in his throat as she tossed a pillow towards him to get his attention as if he wasn't always watching whenever she entered the room.

"Are you gonna put on a shirt and come over here or keep standing there?" She asked

Right. Clothes. He fumbled for the shirt he had discarded on the floor before climbing into bed hours earlier. He tried to calm his nerves before sliding under the covers next to her. One of his many pillows was squished behind her acting as back support while she began to explain the plot of whatever book she had chosen for their evening. Loki watched as her long hair moved while she gestured to the hand-drawn pictures of a large mountain on the first page. Her hair had always been mesmerizing for him. Even as a child, he had been interested in it, pulling at it for fun and just to get her attention. The result had been Astri cutting her hair up so it was chin length so she could avoid Loki's mean hands. Now, it was long again, streaming over her shoulders and down past her chest. God don't look at her chest!

"Are you even listening to me?" She asked suddenly, reaching out to flick his forehead.

"Of course." He lied, moving her hand away from him.

"Then what just happened in this book?" She asked

Loki smiled before gently taking the book from her hands and setting it aside.

"Does it matter? Why don't you show me what my mother taught you today?" He asked, leaning towards her

"Are you going to get angry if you can't do it yourself?" She asked

"No, of course not. That time I wasn't angry at you...I was upset with myself." He admitted

"I know..." She softly said reaching for his hand with her smaller ones

"So what did you learn today?" He asked letting her play with his fingers

"Well I didn't succeed but Frigga was trying to teach me how to take over others' bodies." She responded a little sadly

"Ah, enchantment. I've read about it." He nodded

"Can you do it?" She asked

"No. Not yet." He said, "I've tried on Thor in the past."

Astri nodded and looked back down at his hand in hers.

"What are you wearing at tomorrow's festival?" He asked suddenly

"Wouldn't you like to know," Astri smirked

"I would actually," Loki replied

"Why? Scared we'll show up in matching dresses?" She laughed

"Perhaps." Loki softly said

"Guess you'll just have to wait and find out." Astri smiled

Loki woke the next morning to a stiff left arm and a slightly sore neck. The cause of the issues? Astri had fallen asleep next to him last night. She had convinced him to read to her and then proceeded to fall asleep almost immediately despite insisting she was not tired. He tried to slowly move her head off his arm and to the pillow next to her but instead was met with an ugly groan as she awoke.

"What're you doing I thought it was your turn to read." She groggily said

"Yes, it was my turn but you fell asleep mere moments after I began." He said standing up from the bed

"Impossible, I wasn't even tired." She yawned before glancing out the glass doors that led to the balcony, "Damn it."

"It's alright, no one's perfect." He assured, "Except perhaps me."

A large pillow came flying in his general direction before smacking the wall to his right.

"Awful throw." Loki commended

This time, another one came flying and it hit him in the stomach with a surprisingly strong force.

"I win." Astri declared before slumping back into the bed and pulling the covers around her.

"You can't go back to bed, Astri," Loki said

"Sure I can. Watch me." She responded, her voice muffled by the pillow under her

"Today marks the beginning of the festivities for the Winter Solstice." Loki reminded

Another loud groan came from the cocoon of blankets that was his friend before she unceremoniously removed herself from the bed.

"I'll see you later I guess." She said walking towards the door "I hope your dress is as nice as mine."

"It'll be far better," Loki said seriously

Astri just shook her head and laughed as Loki shut the door behind her.

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"It appears I was wrong, brother," Thor said amid sips of his drink

Of course, he had been wrong, Thor was always wrong. Astri wasn't in green but rather a light blue and silver one, and somehow this one was even more breathtaking than her green one. Loki watched her greet Sif and the other noble women who stood around in small groups while they chattered about unknown topics. Loki felt his legs moving without even a thought towards her as they finally made eye contact.

"Loki, where is your matching dress?" Astri teased

"I must have left it behind in my room." He breathed "You look...good." Damn. Why did he stop at just good?

"Thank you. Frigga has a good eye. Astri smiled

Loki glanced around the room, searching for his mother.

"Looking for me?" Her voice suddenly said from behind him

"Mother." He greeted

"Astri, come we want to show you something." A noble lady had looped her arm with Astri's and pulled her away from Loki.

"Do you like her dress? I helped pick it." Frigga smiled

"Of course I like it," Loki admitted

"Good. Then you should have no problem dancing with her." Frigga said before gently pushing her son towards where her ward had walked "Don't forget to complement her hair!"

Normally, the heat at festivals never affected Loki. But, as he approached Astri again he swore he felt himself break out in a sweat. The instruments of the entertainers his father had summoned to the palace seemed twenty times louder as he held his hand out to Astri.

"Lady Astri." He finally found his voice, " May I have the honor of a dance?"

Thor's eyes scanned the room, he was looking for his brother who had left his side the moment their childhood friend had entered the room. What surprised him though was that Loki wasn't just speaking to Astri as he normally did but instead leading her to the dance floor among other couples. He couldn't help but smile as he watched his younger brother smoothly lead the clumsy Astri in a traditional dance they had learned when they were younger.

Astri felt as if a thousand eyes were on her as Loki led the dance. As they spun, she could see Frigga's smiling face among so many other noble Asgardians.

"You're rather stiff." Loki pointed out

"It feels like everyone is watching us." She said, her voice barely above a whisper

"That is because they are." Loki smiled down at her, "They're all watching you."

Astri felt her face redden as Loki's drew closer to hers. She tried to focus on anything but his words and his bright blue eyes that stared into hers.

"You know, I love the way you look in green." Loki said "But this..."

She felt his hand gently squeeze at her waist.

"You're stunning in blue, Astri."

Astri swore it was out of embarrassment that she hid her face in his shoulder while his frame lightly shook from laughter. When she unburied her face, he was still looking at her with that intense gaze of his.

"Don't let it go to your head." He joked

Instead of quipping back she just nodded and pressed herself closer to him, wishing for the moment to never end.

I drabbled in Loki's POV a little more for this part. Also, the Attack on Titan finale still has me on the floor. Like, I knew what would happen in the end but seeing it all animated in front of me is a whole different thing. I listened to Lover by Taylor Swift while writing the dancing scene so if you want to set the tone, there you go. Also, starting in the next chapter I will be beginning to follow the plot of the first Thor movie. This means that the plot will be more cohesive and that updates might take longer since I won't just be writing from my imagination but instead sticking to what the MCU says is canon. Hope you are enjoying the story so far!

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Safe House Surprise

Clint Barton's POV:

I'm walking up the stairs of my little sister's house's front porch in the country. This is the one place that I could think of where the Avengers will be safe from the killer robots. Thor asks, "What is this place?" Tony says, "Safe house." I say as I'm helping Nat up the stairs because she is injured, "Let's hope." We all go inside Holly's house.

I ask, "Holly?" Holly says, "Oh? Ummm...hi." I say, "This is my little sister, Holly." Holly says, "Pleasure to meet you all." Tony just awkwardly waves.

I hear a voice say, "Holly, darling, why do I hear people?" Tony asks, "Someone else lives here?" I shrug because honestly didn't know of my little sister had a boyfriend or not.

Holly tucks her dark brown hair behind her ears and says, "No I uhm..." I see Loki come around the corner; and, he says, "Are you alright? I thought I heard people in the house?" Steve asks, "Loki?" Holly says, "Surprise?!"

Tony says, "Please tell me this is a joke." Holly says, "It's no joke. Loki ended up on earth and met me." I look back and forth between Loki and Holly; they both seem to love each other like with that heart eye emoji look. Holly continues, "And well..." Then she looks at Loki with her chocolate brown eyes, Loki says, "We fell in love." Thor immediately says, "I'm honestly happy for you, brother." I give Holly a nod to agree with Thor's sentiment. Loki says, "Thank you, brother." Holly gives me a wink. Bruce looks like he is in shock.

Tony says, "I'm about to puke. This is the same person who tried to take over earth." Holly asks, "Do you want to stay at our house or not?" Natasha gives me a strange look and I smirk because I know how stubborn my little sister is. Steve quickly says, "Thank you, Holly and Loki."

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The Guard and The Prince

Summary: Nyx has no choice except to follow Loki to Jotunheim with Thor. Nyx finds out the truth about Loki. Of what he is. How will she react? How will Loki react?

Characters: Thor, Loki, Sif, Fandral, Hogun, Heimdall, Odin, Frigga, Laufey, Mjolnir, OC

part one || Part Two

Jotunheim

A/N: When Nyx and Loki have a telepathic conversation. Nyx’s thoughts or telepathy will be blue. Loki’s will be green.

Nyx

I stood next to Loki. We were here for his brother's coronation. He told me days prior that he had a surprise planned out for today. We laughed and snickered about it. I had a bad feeling about it though. He didn't tell me what exactly, however when a guard came rushing in during Thor's coronation, I knew it wasn't good. I reached for Loki's hand. He glanced at me.

What did you do?

He smirked.

Nothing you need to be worried about. It is simply to postpone my brother's crowning.

I furrowed my brow. Not good.

Loki, what did you do? I won't get mad.

His smirk disappeared and he ripped his hand away from me.

Learn your place Nyx. It is none of your concern.

Him reacting that way hurt, but it was normal. He looked towards his Thor. His father rose from his throne and I became concerned. The coronation was on hold. I stepped away from Loki. Loki and I had been friends since that day I came to the palace, but he still kept me at arms lengths in front of his family and his brother's friends. I retreated away and glanced at his mother. She looked concerned. I frowned and glanced at Loki. Her eyes widened.

Be careful your majesty.

Tears gathered and I rushed out. Loki was the most important person to me. He was my only friend. I had subjugated myself to mistreatment all these years just so I could be his friend. We got closer after my parents passed. They died a year after they departed. I was so sad, I didn't leave my room for days. Loki was the only one I would come out for. However, right now I am upset and hurting. When was I going to learn that he didn't really care about me? When was I going to learn that I was never anything other than a bodyguard! I shoved past a maid without stopping. Once I reached my chambers, I entered slamming the door behind me. Then I grabbed something and threw it against the wall. It was a vase. It shattered. I sat on the edge of my bed. I tilted my head back as tears made their way down my face. Moments later someone knocked on the door. I didn't answer. I simply rose from the bed and went to the bathroom. I closed the door behind me.

"Lady Nyx?" It was Thor.

Just what I needed. I stepped out and met his gaze.

"What do you need, my Prince?" His eyes swept over my face.

"We are leaving for Jotunheim. Loki is coming. Will you join us?" I frowned.

Frost giants lived on Jotunheim. Does that mean Loki's prank allowed Frost Giants into Asgard. How? How would Loki have gotten them in, especially without Heimdell seeing. I gasped. The hidden portals between the realms. The one Loki had shown me as a child. I stepped forward.

"Let us depart. Why may I ask, are we going there?" Thor stepped out and I followed suit, closing my door behind me.

"They infiltrated Asgard. Fandral, Hogun, Volstagg, Sif, Loki, and you are joining me. This is war. We must strike back." I frowned as I followed behind him.

"What did the Allfather say of this?" Mjolnir was smashed next to my head.

"Do not question my authority! You are but a guard! I only invited you so you would protect my brother. The Frost Giants infiltrated, this means war," he gripped my wrist and pulled me in the direction of the stables, "do not question your King again."

I didn't like his grip on my wrist.

"You are not King yet Prince Thor. I do not question you for fun, a King should never go seeking war. Is that not what your father taught you and Loki?" He released my wrist and slapped me.

"Learn your place, guard." He snarled in my face.

He turned away. I followed suit climbing on my horse and riding to meet the three warriors, Sif, and Loki. I had cast an illusion at this point. I kept my gaze on the horse, but stayed close to Loki as we travelled down the bridge to Heimdell. I kept checking on Loki. He was not focused on me, at least that I could see. When we arrived Heimdell was standing and waiting for us. We climbed off.

"Heimdall are you doing to try to prevent us-" Thor walked past Loki, "move aside brother."

Volstagg and Hodun walked by. Fandral clapped a hand on Loki's shoulder.

"Cat got your tongue, God of Mischief?" I stepped forward and swatted his hand off of Loki.

"He is your Prince, treat him with respect." I hissed.

Fandral met my gaze. He scoffed and walked away. I turned to Loki. He slapped me. My illusion must've fallen because Loki looked surprised. I had no doubt I had a bruise from Thor hitting me earlier. Loki didn't slap me as hard as Thor had earlier. I placed my illusion again and headed towards Heimdall.

"Heimdall we are leaving for Jotunheim," Heimdall nodded at Thor, "I am curious as to how the Frost Giants were able to enter Asgard undetected. Find out quickly. Remember if you are in danger, I will not open the gate to the bifrost. You all will be trapped in Jotunheim. I wish you the best, my Prince."

With that Heimdall opened the bifrost. I stayed close to Loki as we travelled through. When we landed in Jotunheim it was freezing. Loki glanced at my face. His eyes have settled on the bruised cheek covered with one illusion. I kept my hands on my weapons as we walked forward. I did not like this. Everyone was cautious, but Thor was arrogant. He wouldn't stop until everyone was dead. It wasn't long before we came across Laufey, King of the Frost Giants.

"My, my, what have we here? A Prince eager for a fight and a group of warriors with no choice but to follow orders." I grit my teeth and stepped forward.

I had to try to solve this without bloodshed.

"Laufey, we do not come here with the intention of war. We simply wish to know how a few of your people found their way into Asgard. If you tell us this, we will be on our way with no harm to your people." I was grateful for all the studying and training I had put in after my parents died.

I felt the air change and I stepped back just as Mjolnir flew past my face. I didn't take my eyes off Laufey's. Mjolnir flew back to Thor. Great. Just great. Laufey wouldn't listen to me now.

"It seems your Prince wishes for war." I scoffed.

"I do not serve the Prince so hungry for war he cannot see past his arrogance. I serve the other one, the Prince who would never needlessly start a war." I knew I was wrong and lying.

Loki had let members of this race into Asgard. He clearly had something to do with Thor even deciding to come here. I knew Odin would never approve of this.

"Enough!" Thor yelled, shoving me away.

"No!" I was too late.

He slammed down his hammer. All hell broke loose. I defended and incapacitated, but never killed. I gravitated towards Loki. As a Frost Giant grabbed Loki, a spear of ice was racing towards Loki. I also saw Loki's blue arm. Everything went downhill. I moved in front of Loki and the spear of ice embedded itself into my shoulder. Fandral had been impaled and Thor still thought this was a game.

"Nyx!" The ice spear was removed and Loki was helping me stand.

My shoulder hurt, and I knew Loki was worried, but we weren't out of danger just yet.

"Thor! Enough! We must leave! We cannot defeat them all! We must retreat!" I yelled.

Thor laughed and just kept killing Frost Giants. I glanced at Loki.

Get them out of here.

Loki looked at me and shook his head.

I will not leave you.

I pulled away.

You must! You know of the hidden portal to Asgard! You are a Prince and they are your people! They come before I do!

I went towards the warriors and started covering their retreat. It hurt. Loki joined me. I smiled at him.

I know that was hard Loki. Thank you.

His face was closed off, but his eyes glimmered with care. A Frost Giant followed by Mjolnir slammed into me. I hit a wall of ice. The Frost Giant shattered to pieces. My vision was blurry and black dots swam before me.

Nyx!

I flinched at the voice in my head. It was Loki.

Loki. It's bad. I can't focus.

"Nyx? Stay awake for me okay? Come on. Get up." Loki helped me up.

Everything started to spin and I closed my eyes.

Get us to Sif and the others. We must leave. Now.

My mind wandered as Loki led me to the rest of the people Thor had dragged us into this. I was sagging against Loki.

"Thor! We must go! Fandral and Nyx are injured! Now Thor!" Sif yelled.

My vision doubled and I pressed my face against Loki's shoulder.

Nyx? Nyx? What's wrong? I need you to stay awake for me.

I groaned and opened my eyes. Thor was running towards us.

"Heimdall open the bifrost!" Nothing happened.

"Dammit Thor! That means we are not safe! Something else is here! We cannot hold out much longer! This was foolish!" I yelled.

My vision swam again. I had to stay awake.

"You do not speak to me like that! I am King!" He yelled.

"You are not King yet! A King does not ignore the injuries of his people to continue killing!" I was fully leaning onto Loki.

Nyx, enough. Anymore and you'll pass out.

"You dare speak to me that way! You are nothing! If your parents weren't warriors of my father, if they hadn't died. If they hadn't asked royalty to take care of you. You would be nothing! We trained you! We schooled you! You would be nothing if your parents had come back! I bet you are glad they are dead!" At that moment the bifrost shined down.

Loki gripped me tighter as a wave of wind blew past us. I glanced up to find Odin on a white horse. Thor looked happy that his father was here.

No! There is no need for killing.

I tried to step away from Loki, but I began falling. Loki held me up.

"Nyx? Hold on okay? Father will take us home soon." Black dots began to swim in front of me.

I'm sorry Loki.

Loki

Once my father arrived Nyx grew panicked and my idiotic brother was happy. He thought that now that Father was here, they would fight a glorious war. However I knew differently. Just as I knew I wasn't Asgardian. I was a Frost Giant. I was hurt. Why would they keep this from me?

No! There is no need for killing.

My focus turned to Nyx. She stepped away from me. She was beginning to fall. I held her up, supporting her body against mine.

"Nyx? Hold on okay? Father will take us home soon." Her head slumped against my shoulder.

I'm sorry Loki.

I looked down. She had passed out from blood loss. I scooped her up.

"Father! We can win now! We can defeat those who dare trespass into Asgard!" Thor yelled.

Nyx flinched in my arms. I looked down. Her illusion had slipped once again. The bruise on her left cheek was that of a handprint.

"Hush! You foolish boy!" Father turned to the Frost Giant Laufey.

Sif rushed to us.

"How is she, Loki?" Sif tried to glance at her.

"She will be fine. She just needs to be healed." The bifrost shot down on us and we were back in Asgard.

Father was furious with Thor. I transported Nyx and I to the healer's corridor. They quickly rushed Nyx to a bed and began fixing her. Seeing her on the table brought back the feelings I had tried so hard to lock away.

You don't love her.

As they cut off her armor a heavy feeling settled in my gut.

I am a monster. She will never love me. Who could love me? I am what people tell their kids about in bedtime stories to get them to go to sleep. I am a Frost Giant.

I stepped away from the room.

Loki.

I stopped and turned back. Nyx was still passed out, but she looked scared.

Loki?

She sounded worried.

I'm right outside, Nyx. We are home.

Her face relaxed. I turned to leave again.

Loki, stay.

Her voice sounded urgent. I glanced at her again. She was still unconscious, but her face wasn't peaceful. I stepped into the room.

"You can't be in here!" Someone yelled at me.

"Excuse me? I can do whatever I please. She has asked me to stay. So silence. Work around me." I placed my hands on either side of her head.

I placed my hands on her temples.

What could she have seen that would make her worried?

I closed my eyes and entered into whatever she was dreaming about.

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