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deathmetalunicorn1 · 11 months

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hey!

its ok if you couldnt do my last request

but if you want you could do this request if you want to!

daki reader X yandere Poseidon + Hades and Thor + Loki

the reader was just walking around and accidentally bumped into the gods and the reader was about to tell them to watch where they were going but didn't get to say it because Brunhilde told her it was her turn and the gods was in shocked and to stunned to speak but then Zeus/Odin told the gods it was their turn as well and soon they realises they were fighting with the reader and soon Hades / Loki was watching them fight and soon when Poseidon / Thor cut the readers head gyutaro came out of her back and put her head back into place and the reader and gyutaro fight together.

but soon ended up into a tie and soon both gods went to go find the reader but saw the reader asleep on her brother lap underneath a sakura tree while gyutaro sings a lullaby and they watched the two siblings in awe but the gyutaro sensed someones was watching them and gyutaro woke the reader up and gyutaro told her someone was nearby and they looked around but noting was there but then muzan came and both of them bowed down and muzan touched the readers face and she blushed and the gods was jealous of muzan.

soon when muzan left with kokushibo they both met the jealous gods and soon started fighting and the gods who was in the fight they had won and muzan and kokushibo was wounded really badly and reader and gyutaro came and saw this and protected muzan and kokushibo but then the gods left leaving the 4 demons confused and angry.

and the reader started to feel uncomfortable and asked her brother to stay with her more often and soon the two gods started to show up wherever they went and soon the two gods asked the reader to marry them but then the reader said she got a lover that is worthy of her love which is Qin Shi Huang and the two gods started to feel really angry and started to fight Qin

and Qin was wounded and had to be hospitalised and in a coma and the two gods asked the reader again.

you can chose what happens after that :)

-You were a stunning woman, beautiful and confident, so you were able to handle any man that would come your way, some liked your confidence, liking their women dominate, while others would try to intimidate you into being submissive.

-Those bastards wouldn’t last long. Nobody talks to you like that.

-You were hanging out the stadium, a bit bored, as you were one of the champions for humanity, as you were once a human yourself, and Muzan gave you his blessings to fight, as he wanted to see you fight against the gods.

-You were bored just sitting in your room, so you went on a walk, exploring a bit of the stadium during one of the other fights.

-You rounded a corner and slammed into a pair of gods (Poseidon/Hades or Thor/Loki), nearly falling backwards and instantly you glared, going to tell them off before Brunnhilde, who was with them, spoke, “There you are Y/N. It’s your turn next, against (Poseidon/Thor) here.”

-The god in question was shocked that his opponent was the stunning maiden before him and you instantly grinned sadistically, “Good, I hope you’ll give me a challenge!”

-Your arrogance and confidence stunned the two gods, annoying them slightly before (Hades/Loki) couldn’t help but grin, finding you an amusing woman.

-Your fighting style was very unique, you were very agile and used your sash to hack and slash at him, laughing as you were having fun, but you were a little over-confident.

-The crowds were screaming out in horror as you were sitting on your knees, your head in your lap, after (Thor/Poseidon) cut your head from your shoulders, but unlike most demons, you weren’t vanishing.

-You were crying, making your opponent stare lightly, he felt bad making you cry, feeling like a bully, before you screamed out, “Big brother!!”

-Instantly, your back began to hunch grotesquely, your head fell from your lap as you fell forward as your brother emerged.

-(Poseidon/Thor) went to attack and was stunned when Gyutaro instantly charged, slashing him across the chest while holding you in his arms, protecting you.

-Gyutaro kneeled down in front of you, helping your head reattach as you sniffled softly, hiccupping as he doted on you, “Don’t cry- big brother is here.”

-Gyutaro was much stronger than you, and since you were together, like a Volundr, he was allowed to fight with you.

-Being double teamed was much more of a challenge, Gyutaro was both strong and fast, while you were fast, it definitely turned into a good fight, one of the best ones of the tournament.

-In the end, combined with his strongest attack and you and your brother’s combined attack, it caused a massive shockwave, that knocked all three of you out, ending the match in the first draw of the tournament.

-The two brothers were quick to seek you out, taken by your determination, power, and looks, you were a deadly but desirable combination, one they wanted for their own.

-In their search for you, they heard someone singing, not loudly, more like a lullaby, and they followed the voice, hearing Gyutaro, and found the two of you.

-Gyutaro was leaning against the tree, relaxing while petting your hair as you were sleeping quietly, your head on his lap, smiling softly as you knew you were safe with your big brother.

-Gyutaro felt the eyes and his hand instantly stilled before giving you a small shake, waking you up, “Someone is watching us.”

-You sat up, on the defense and the gods flinched, not wanting a fight, before they froze, seeing two men approach you both, Muzan and Kokushibo, both bowing your heads in greeting in respect.

-Muzan patted your head, making you beam, a faint blush on your cheeks which angered (Poseidon/Hades or Thor/Loki), seeing another man touching you.

-They weren’t bothered by the fact they knew nothing about you, only that they wanted you, and they were going to have you. One way or another.

-When Kokushibo and Muzan left you two, they started heading out, only to run into the brothers nearby, seeing the gods were furious.

-Gyutaro heard the shouting before you did, his hearing better than yours and took off running and you called out after him, running after your brother.

-You gasped in shock, seeing Muzan and Kokushibo being violently attacked by (Poseidon/Thor) and his brother (Hades/Loki).

-You shouted at them to stop as your brother ran into the fray, jumping in front of the gods, blocking their blows and you ran forward, putting yourself in front of the two strongest demons in Valhalla, your sash belts swaying, preparing for an attack.

-Just as quickly as the attack started, the attack ended, the gods lowering their weapons and turned, leaving the four of you confused and battered.

-You helped Muzan while your brother carried Kokushibo, taking them to the infirmary, because even though they were demons, their wounds weren’t healing very fast, due to being attacked by weapons of the gods.

-Gyutaro could see the way the gods were looking at you, and you would have too, had you not been so angry and worried, and he confided in you, telling you what he had seen.

-You grew scared, holding onto your brother’s hand, not wanting to be apart from him, as you knew he would keep you safe, since the gods were stronger than you, but not your brother; however, seeing what they did to the two strongest, made you worried, if terrified you.

-Muzan patted your head gently, seeing you were upset, comforting you, as he too was mad that these gods attacked them so cowardly and seemed to be after you for some reason, before he spoke, “Go calm down, Y/N. Go see that human of yours.”

-Your eyes lit up and smiled brightly, your boyfriend, the only man that you actually liked, and he liked you for you, Qin Shi Huang, and both Gyutaro and Muzan approved over him, and were okay with you dating the human.

-(Poseidon/Hades or Thor/Loki) were both stunned to see you shortly after leaving the infirmary, looking around like you were looking for someone.

-They approached you and you glared lightly, not trusting them as they had attacked Muzan and Kokushibo, “What do you want?”

-They didn’t hear the bite in your voice, or if they did, they chose to ignore it and your mouth dropped open and eyes went wide as they spoke in unison, “‘Y/N will you marry us?’”

-You instantly glared at them but did your best to keep your temper in check, “No, I’m already with someone that I love.” Their love-struck looks instantly melted into anger, trying to demand you to tell them who, which you refused, turning and heading away quick, making a mental note to tell your brother.

-When the two brothers saw you about a half hour later, as they had been stunned when you walked away, they went to approach to ask you to marry them again, when you called out happily, “Zheng~~” and their blood boiled, seeing you leaping into the open arms of a human of all things, pure joy on your face as your lover caught you in his own hug, spinning you around before asking if you were okay from your fight.

-You puffed up your chest a bit, a grin on your face, “Of course I am, my big brother and I can handle anything!” he laughed warmly, pecking your cheek which made you give a small happy squeak.

-Instantly the gods charged, attacking Qin and you screamed for them to stop, attacking them yourself to defend your lover, as while he was strong, he was a human against two gods and had no weapon.

-Your brother, Kokushibo, and Muzan heard your screams and ran to your aid, finding you holding the heavily injured body of your lover, while Brunnhilde was trying to get the two gods back away from you.

-Gyutaro didn’t hesitate and charged in with a war cry, seeing you upset and the other two demons were quick to join.

-Brunnhilde ended up having to call in Zeus and Odin, as well as the other Valkyries to get the two groups apart while you had taken your lover to the infirmary with Goll.

-Brunnhilde, Zeus, and Odin came to the infirmary, where Zheng now was, bandaged, but in a coma, with you sitting next to him, holding his hand while Goll was trying to get you to drink some water.

-You gave your statement of what happened, both times, with them attacking Muzan, their proposal, and then nearly killing your lover, had your brother and leader not shown up, and they confirmed it with other witnesses who had seen the fight, the gods struck first.

-You learned all 5 of them were thrown into holding cells, the two gods in one and the three demons in the other, pending the investigation.

-You weren’t happy to learn your brother was locked up, but you agreed, for the moment, because the attackers were also locked up.

-You were worried, knowing that gods did whatever benefitted them the most over humans and demons, and you were afraid because they were the family members of (Zeus/Odin) that they were going to get out with no repercussions for their actions.

-It was three days later when they were all released, with strict orders, punishable by going straight to Tartarus, that there was so be no contact between the two sides, meaning the two gods couldn’t bother you or Zheng any longer.

-The day Zheng opened his eyes, you were overjoyed, wanting to leap into his arms, but you didn’t want to hurt him, keeping his hand in your own instead, smiling down at him, “Waking up to an angel is the best way to do so.”

-Your face turned bright red at his flirtation, as he was the only person, except for Muzan when you were younger, to make you blush, but it made you happy, seeing your lover still had his sense of humor.

-Even though they couldn’t approach you without repercussions, you could never shake the feeling of eyes watching you, almost all day, following you, but you could never find who it was.

-You knew, deep down, who it was, but since you couldn’t find them, you didn’t say anything.

-No matter who you were with, Zheng, your brother, the other Upper Ranks, even by yourself, you could always feel eyes piercing into you, stalking you, hunting you.

-You were the predator; you were ½ of the Upper Rank Six! You weren’t scared! You couldn’t be scared…. could you?

#record of ragnarok #ror x reader #ror poseidon #ror hades #ror loki #ror thor #daki

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jojolovesdogs00 · 1 year

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Asgardian Tales

Characters: Sylvie Laufeydottir, Loki, Reader

Ship: Sylvie x Reader

Chapter 1

You were not sure how long it had been since you’d last eaten, but you knew that if you didn’t eat soon, your stomach would growl again and then you would have to make something to eat. You decided to take the subway to a local food court with a sandwich shop you liked to frequent. When the train pulled into the station, you stepped off quickly. It was already too crowded for you to wait any longer, especially when your stomach had made itself known again. You picked your way through the crowd, trying to keep your eyes on the ground so you wouldn’t fall. As you approached the counter, someone behind you grabbed your wrist tightly. You tried to pull away, but whoever they were, they were stronger than you were and they only tightened their grip. “Don’t even think about it.” They hissed quietly in your ear before yanking you towards them with such force, you stumbled over your own feet and fell onto the hard tile floor. The stranger’s body leaned on yours as they stood up, holding you against him. You squirmed around until you could look at them face to face. They were an absolute mess of tangled hair and messy clothes that looked like they had been thrown haphazardly onto them. There were dark circles under their eyes which seemed to be even darker because the light in the store wasn’t very bright and most of the light came from outside. Their lips looked stained and puffy, almost purple, and they looked exhausted. But despite all this, you were surprised to find that they had the most beautiful green eyes you had ever seen. The stranger leaned in close. Your cheeks heated and you struggled to push yourself off the ground.

“Who are you? What do you want? Let me go!”. They ignored your protests, leaning closer still. Their breath smelled sweet and sickeningly bitter like alcohol. Their eyes met yours defiantly. They tilted their head slightly and then moved back to meet your gaze again. “If it isn’t Princess Loki.” Your whole world stopped. Princess? Was this guy a creep who was going to kidnap you? What did this mean?! What the hell was happening? Before you could answer however, the stranger pressed a finger against your lips to stop whatever you were about to say. Your heart began beating rapidly as you realized what he was doing. The stranger smirked slightly before pulling their hand back. “Stop it already Sylvie."

"Sylvie?" you managed to squeak out after they removed their finger from your mouth. "Who's Sylvie?". The stranger scoffed and turned away. Their voice became colder. “My mistake miss. I was looking for..." they trailed off, seeming to think. “my sister."

"So you just randomly decided to grab me?”. Their eyes widened. "I apologise again miss. She is hiding as another woman and I thought you were her.”

"I'm sure I'd remember if I was a princess." you snarled before pushing yourself off the ground. Your stomach growled again at your sudden movement but you were more concerned with the crowd around you.

"What did you do to them?" you asked the stranger when you saw people were standing still. No movement. No sound. You were confused, until a blonde lady came into the scene and yelled at the stranger "Loki!". Her voice was loud and authoritative and she sounded angry enough to give you nightmares for weeks.

You flinched in surprise. This lady must be the one they were talking about earlier. "What the hell are you doing to them? And her?" she demanded, turning her attention back to you. The blonde lady was gorgeous and looked like a goddess come straight out of a movie or a book. She seemed to be glowing in some sort of golden light. She looked regal and powerful and the stranger seemed intimidated by her mere presence. They stared at her for a moment before responding. "This woman here... you made it I see." They gave her a small nod of acknowledgement. “You passed this test too Silly." She rolled her eyes and turned to look at you. “Are you okay miss?" She reached out and touched your shoulder gently, but her touch sent shivers down your spine. She seemed genuinely worried. "Do you need help?".

"Uh... sure." you replied, giving her an uneasy smile.

She took one of your hands in hers and you felt an electric shock run through your arm at her touch. Her skin was cool and smooth compared to your sweaty palms. “You’re trembling.” She said softly. “You should sit down. Let’s get you some water."

"Is there anything you can do for the others?” you asked, glancing at the crowd frozen.

She smiled warmly and shook her head. “No. Just relax. Loki will make them normal again. Right?" she questioned, looking over at Loki who nodded and walked over to the group of people.

"Fine. They'll be fine." Loki responded without looking up.

“There’s no point worrying anymore. Now, are you okay miss?” she inquired, turning to you again. You noticed the worry in her expression. She’s clearly not used to dealing with other humans.

“Yeah, I’m fine. Thank you though.” you assured her with a kind smile. She smiled back brightly. A moment later, the blonde lady spoke again.

“I'm Sylvie by the way." she introduced herself. "I've been... taking the test Loki gave me."

“And you passed." said Loki, sounding completely bored. "Come along. We need to get home." Sylvie nodded and started heading back to Loki, but not before shooting you a quick smile. You returned it hesitantly, and watched her leave until the door closed behind her.

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anukulee · 1 year

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Surprise (pt 1)

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A/N: I will warn you the relationship protrayed here isn't the most healthy relationship. I wouldn't make this to be a role model relationship since some it honestly may scream red flags. Not because Loki abuses her or she abuses him in any way just how stubborn these two can be and how angry filled it can get. So be warned this isn't a fluff relationship nor my happy bickering couples but a couple who does bicker but can be far more angry then usual.

Loki god of mischief had a nasty habit of faking his death in order to get out of situations especially when it came in regards to his enemies. He had been in the mess of dealing with a particularly pesky one, when he thought what better way but to fake his death, so he could regroup. An idea he had failed to mention to anyone before doing so, as this itself would lead into trouble....

The last thing Loki remembered was being pulled into a bag, this was a feat that was uncommon, for being to sneak up on Loki of all people was something that very few could tell at least while living. Before Loki could even attempt to summon his daggers he was already pulled into a bag, and was soon faced with only darkness. Loki had assumed it had been his most recent enemy, so when Loki allowed his eyes to flutter upon he found himself tied up in chains he wasn't surprised. While some would panic at the idea of being chained up. This wasn't the first time Loki had been chained up, after all being the god of mischief Loki was quite familar with chains in both mischief and other times. But that was neither here or there first thing he needed to do was figure out where he was and who had him. As Loki tried to think through his list of many enemies elimating the ones who were no longer with them including Thanos, and a few others who had attempted unspeakable things. Including trying to pull off being the god of mischief. Loki hadn't been thinking long when the door opened, and rather be faced with an enemy Loki was faced with someone unexpected. As he allowed his features to form into a grin.

"Surprise," was the first thing that Loki uttered upon Iris entrance into the room. The first thing he felt through was something being tossed at his head, the first thing he saw aside from an item being tossed at his head was the look that Iris wore could rival even his, as her eyes seemed to almost glow, the same eyes that would glow so happily were now glaring daggers at him. The brows that he loved to kiss while she was frustrated as she would somtimes try to swat him off as she insisted that this was a serious discussion. Yet with each word she would utter he would plant another kiss on her brows. Yet rather then the bit of her eyes holding amusement and even fondness, her eyes were still pointing daggers at him, as her brows were very much up.

"What the norns Laufeyson," Iris uttered her voice almost growling at the words. Upon hearing this Loki winched a little knowing he was in some real deep trouble. For as long as he had known her, she never called him Odinson, as he prefered to take Frigga's name, yet in anger she would his biological name as another way to show how unamused at him she was. Loki knew if Iris was using Laufey's name that she was beyond angry. Loki tried to think of a solution with his usual silver tongue. Yet he didn't have much time before Iris had something else to say. "I swear if you try to excuse yourself, so help me. I will have Strange drop you in a portal again."

Loki took this moment to let out a light chuckle something that wasn't the best move given the gravity of what was happening. "As if that second rate wizard could."

"He did it before, and I am sure he wouldn't mind doing it again."

"Because he got lucky that's all," Loki said his words only making things worse.

As the daggers Iris was giving only seemed to get deadlier. "If you are so confident then you wouldn't mind me roping in Wanda to help."

"So what as if Maximoff couldn't hold me down for long. Not before I get out of these." Loki thrusting his chest showing off his chains.

"She won't be the only one through."

"While you are strong not even you could hold me down long enough for you to find somewhere to daggle me."

"Perhaps, but with me and Wanda holding you down. Then Strange could easily drop you through a portal. Or if you would prefer being daggled that would work too."

"With whose help last I checked the wizard, Maximoff, and you aren't able to mutitask when focused on one thing."

"You honestly would underestimate me darling of all people?"

"I never said that I just think you maybe over estimating our allies skills."

"I am perfectly aware of our allies skills. So aware that I am sure Peter could string me up a nice bit of web to hold you over, all chained up, and as mentioned before you could be dropped and left to fall."

"And the other option if I choose not to take it?"

"Simple we could leave you to daggle for a nice long while."

"You wouldn't. My brother wouldn't allow me to daggle for so long," Loki protested, as he was quickly running out of options. Thor was very much his last resort other then Iris. For whenever Thor found out Loki used him he would bring Loki into his arms and give him a bone crushing bear hug stating I love you too brother. The bruises that were left on Loki from the tightness of Thor's squeeze were ones that lasted at least a day. For when it came to Loki, Thor seemed to forget his strength with all the time spent around humans.

"Already using Thor? You must be truly desperate to already be on him."

"Who says I am? After all he is my brother."

"Yes, but as you say adoptive."

"We may not be related by blood, but that doesn't mean he isn't my brother."

"How convinent that you use that card on me now."

"Card I don't know what you are talking about darling?"

"Don't you?"

"No, I think in my absence you have become delirious."

"Well if I am so delusional I am sure you wouldn't mind Thor leaving Stormbreak with you for a little while at least until I become less delirious. Remember how heavy Mjolnir was? Now imagine that but at least double. But since I am so delirious I suppose Thor can handle your punishment while I recover."

"Why would that happen," Loki asked as he began to get nervous over the thought of Stormbreak on his chest. While Loki was a man who feared few things the list of things he disliked, through topping the list was handling Stormbreak, and falling through one of Strange portals.

"Because if you recall last time you choose to fake your death without telling us Thor said that he would be in charge of your punishent next time around. So since I am so delirious then your brother can handle your punishment. But not to worry it wouldn't be that bad."

"You wouldn't," Loki uttered as he tried to move, but it was then when Loki was reminded he was in chains. Making his movement very much restricted. As he fall flat upon his face upon moving.

Upon hearing this Iris edged closer as she brought Loki's chair up as her eyes now met his. "Try me."

"Fine, I give what do you want?"

"Maybe a little warning next time you decided to fake your death."

"I didn't think of that."

"Clearly always so perceptive of everyone else."

"Well darling I did have so matters to handle."

Hearing this didn't seem to calm Iris now in fact it only served to make her mood worse."Speak of those matters when the hela were you going to tell me that you had a problem?!"

"After I handled it of course."

"YOU MEAN AFTER YOU CHOOSE TO FAKE YOUR DEATH AGAIN!" Iris voice was very much raised as with each word Loki said only seemed to make things worse and anger Iris more. Reminding Loki of why she was named goddess angry, rage, and revenge. As her wrath rivaled even the gods especially in matters concerning Loki. It had been such a thing that even Odin was in awe of how much anger one mortal could direct. Her powers were ones while rooted in psychic like Maximoff couldn't extend to as much chaos as Wanda's could. Through it didn't mean that Iris was weak by any means, for Iris was far darker then Wanda, it was often Iris who would people up and tossing them if need be, even going so far as to invaiding their minds further then Wanda would. If need be she could inflict far more damage in the mind rather then just scratch the surface as Wanda was. The reason for this despite her being a little younger then Wanda, Iris trained more intensely in Hydra methods, extending both her powers uses, not to mention she was taken at least six months to a year after Wanda and Pietro escaped.

"Would it help if I told you I was going to tell you....," Loki said unable to finish before Iris had something else.

"If you say after I swear to Hela, her rage won't compare to mine. So if I were you rather then talk I would shut up for once and listen."

"Shutting up," Loki said not wanting to provake Iris even further.

"While I am very still much angry you faked your death again. I am choosing to ignore that due to the fact you wouldn't tell me your damn wife of any of it choosing to hide it instead like a coward."

Hearing the word coward sent something in Loki almost like a survial instinct from the years of facing Odin wrath. Despite their many squablings, bickering matches, and fights they had never been like this. Despite both Loki and Iris being the two most stubborn people alive it was never this much. Due to Loki usually giving Iris a heads up before doing so. This time hadn't been like that through. "Coward me?"

"Yes."

"SAY THAT AGAIN," Loki nearly growled. Rather then thinking this through Iris didn't, she was made the goddess of rage for a reason.

"GLADLY COWARD!"

"SO THAT'S THE WAY IT'S GOING TO BE!"

"YES!"

"GOOD BECAUSE I WILL SHOW YOU I AM NO COWARD," Loki growled as he figeted with his restraints.

"GO RIGHT AHEAD BECAUSE TO ME SOMEONE WHO WASN'T A COWARD WOULDN'T MAKE THEIR WIFE WORRIED SICK ABOUT WHETHER THEY WERE ALIVE OR NOT! TIME AFTER TIME! SOMEONE WHO WASN'T A COWARD WOULDN'T HAVE TO FAKE THEIR DEATH ALL THE TIME! LEAVING THE WIFE TO DEAL WITH THEIR MESS! AND MOST OF ALL IF THEY DID THEY WOULD AT LEAST TELL THEIR WIFE WHAT'S GOIN ON RATHER THEN LEAVE HER TO MOURN HIM! UNTIL THEY FIND OUT FROM THEIR SISTER IN LAW AND HEIMDALL THAT YOU NEVER DIED! SERIOUSLY DON'T YOU GET HOW HEARTBROKEN I WAS WHEN I HEARD THE NEWS ONLY TO FIND OUT YOU HAD FAKED YOUR DEATH YET AGAIN!?!?!?"

As Loki tried to get out of his restraints, Iris kept glaring daggers at him. Through upon hearing what Iris had to say Loki wasn't one to let quiet overtake anything even a fight. As he tried to do two things at once. "WELL MAYBE I DID THAT SO I WOULDN'T WORRY YOU SO SOON AFTER OUR MARRIAGE!"

"YOU ACT AS IF YOU DON'T WORRY ME EVERYDAY!"

"WHY I AM A GOD I CAN HANDLE MYSELF!"

"I KNOW BUT WHAT IF ONE DAY THEY GET CLOSE LIKE THANOS DID!?! WHAT IF YOU HADN'T MANAGED TO STALL HIM OR ONE OF STRANGE VISIONS CAME TRUE AND YOU DIED?!"

"BUT THEY DIDN'T NOT WITH THANOS AND NOT THIS TIME EITHER! SO I DON'T SEE THE PROBLEM!"

"OF COURSE YOU DON'T BECAUSE YOU ARE USE TO BEING A GOD, BUT I AM NOT! WHAT IF IT HAPPENED ON A DIFFENT DAY?! WHAT IF THEY KNEW YOU WEREN'T DEAD!? WHAT IF WE COULDN'T HANDLE THEM?! IF YOU CHANGE ANYTHING WOULD YOU HAVE STILL LIVED THIS TIME?!?"

"I DON'T KNOW!" "EXCATLY YOU DON'T KNOW YOU MAYBE A GOD BUT THAT DOESN'T MEAN YOU ARE INVINSABLE! YOU CAN STILL DIE IN BATTLE IF YOU HIT HARD ENOUGH!"

"I WOULDN'T HAVE LET THEM GET THAT FAR!"

"SO YOU CLAIM BUT WHAT IF THEY WERE AS STRONG AT HELA!?! WHEN YOU WENT TO SEEK HER WHILE ODIN WAS IN ODIN SLEEP, SHE BROKE MJOLNIR AS IF IT WAS NOTHING!"

"SHE GOT LUCKY BECAUSE WE DIDN'T KNOW HER STRENGTH!"

"AND WHAT IF THEY GET AS LUCKY?! WHAT WILL YOU DO THEN? YOU CAN'T FAKE YOUR DEATH FOREVER!"

"I WILL FIGURE IT OUT!"

"WILL YOU TELL ME OR WILL YOU LEAVE ME TO WORRY AGAIN!" "I DON'T WHY YOU ARE ACTING THIS WAY YOU KNEW WHAT YOU WERE GETTING INTO WHEN YOU MARRIED ME!"

"YOU THINK I DON'T KNOW THAT IS WHY I AM WORRIED!" "WHY?!" "BECAUSE IF YOU DIE WHAT DO I DO?! JUST LIVE AS A GODDESS FOR 5,000 YEARS WITHOUT MY HUSBAND AND THE REASON I BECAME A GODDESS?!"

"I WOULDN'T DO THAT TO YOU!"

"BECAUSE YOU CAN CONTROL WHAT THE FATES HAVE IN STORE FOR YOU!" "NO BUT..." "BUT NOTHING! THIS IS WHAT I MEAN YOU WOULD RATHER FIGURE OUT EXCUSES THEN TALK TO ME! AND I AM DONE WITH IT FIGURE OUT YOUR OWN STUFF BECAUSE YOU MAY NOT HAVE ME TO DEAL WITH ANYMORE!"

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN BY THAT?!" "I MEAN YOU MAY NOT HAVE A WIFE TO COME BACK TO AT THE END OF THIS!" "YOU WOULD LEAVE ME?!" "I WOULD PREFER NOT TO WORRY MYSELF TO DEATH SO IF THAT IS WHAT IT WILL TAKE SO BE IT!"

Loki had been wanting to ask for help to get out of this but seeing how angry she was it may not be the best idea to do it. "I..."

"I NOTHING! AND YOU WILL NOT ASK ME FOR HELP BECAUSE I AM NOT GIVING IT NOT THIS TIME! NOW IF YOU DON'T MIND I WOULD RATHER NOT SEE YOUR FACE RIGHT NOW! COME FIND ME WHEN YOU ARE WANT TO FIGURE THIS OUT BECAUSE I AM NOT DOING IT THIS TIME," Iris cried as she used the door and slammed it shut on her way out as the door went off it's handles. Leaving Loki to try and wiggle out of his restraints for who knows how long. After what felt like forever the fates decided to taught Loki as soon Tony choose to walk in. Despite Tony's and Loki relationship improving since New York he still managed to push Loki's buttons like no other. While Loki found it very attractive on his wife, with Tony it was far more annoying then even attractive.

"Stark," Loki said allowing the name to slip from his lips. As he tried to get himself up and look as if he wasn't struggling mere moments before.

"Nice to see you too reindeer games. Trouble in pardise I see?"

"Shouldn't you be up with your wife and child rather then here?"

"I thought I should pay a visit to everyone before our next get together."

"Then shouldn't you be finding someone else aside me to visit?"

"Perhaps but they wouldn't be as fun as you reindeer games."

"I wear horns one time and I never hear the end of it."

"Still trying to change the subject I see."

"Says who?"

"Me because unlike you I am not in a fight with my wife."

"Who said we were in a fight?"

"Strange when he called me to report that someone recently visited his Sanctorum to go somewhere else."

"So what it could be some else."

"So anyone could look excatly like your wife? My my reindeer games," Tony said as a smirk began to cross his features only serving to annoy Loki even further.

"Fine, if you insist on pestering then I will say Iris and I are having some diffculties."

"Oh now was that so hard?"

An animalistic growl escaped Loki lips one that would be far more threatening if he wasn't occupied by the chains around him. "Say another word Stark and..."

"What you will have my head, or my suit perhaps? We've been through this before so why not skip the bickering and get to it already?"

"You are being quite cocky considering you are a mere mortal."

"A mortal who kicked your ass when you tried to take over Earth."

"That was your friend Banner's doing had it not been for him. You likely wouldn't be alive to be bragging."

"So you say. But do you know what I think?"

"What do you think Stark because haven't you tested my patients enough?"

"No and I think you wouldn't have done it."

"Done what?"

"Killed us."

"And why is that? Because even without Thano's inflence I still would've shown no mercy on you if you had gotten in my way."

"Perhaps or maybe you are just all bark and no bite," Tony teased.

"You are lucky you have a cute kid and that I am tied up at the moment or..."

"Or what?"

"You dare question me?"

"Doesn't your wife do that all the time?"

"If all you have come to do is to taunt me more with mentions of my wife then you can stop Anthony or I might be sending your remains to your loved ones."

"You wouldn't dare."

"Wouldn't I," Loki asked as his gaze went to a dark look through if one were to look closer they wouldn't see pure blood lust more rage then anything else.

"You wouldn't because while you maybe mencing and in your words burdened with glorious purpose I happen to think you love your wife too much to kill her closest friends."

"Her closest friends happen to be Maximoff and Strange, not you Anthony so you will have to try again."

"Fine, if I can get you out of those chains will you stop and listen to me for once reindeer games before you do something you regret."

"Listen to you? And what advice do you have to give to me?!"

"Considering I've been in a relationship for over 13 years I would say I have plenty advice to give."

"Didn't I hear you and Mrs. Peppers were on and off again for a while there?"

"Must you do this now when I am trying to help?"

"Always," Loki remarked as he flashed his famous Loki smirk.

Upon seeing this Tony allowed his eyes to roll at Loki's direction. "Anyways before you interupted me. I was going to tell you that whatever Iris thought she might've not been out of line."

"And what would you know what Iris thought Anthony?"

"Knowing you I am guessing this has something to do with you faking your death once again."

"How do you," was all Loki could get out before he was treated to one of Tony's cocky smirks.

"Who do you think helped catch you off guard? Or who sent the telportantion that brought you back here? Not to mention create the chains that are currently holding you?"

"It was you?"

"Who else?"

"Why?"

"Because I was bored and I happen to like seeing you like this reindeer games."

"Clearly now is there anything else you have to say? Or are you going to get me out of here?"

"All in due time but listen for once."

"Fine."

"Glad to see we are on the same page finally."

"Yes, yes just get onto it. Not all of us are you Anthony and have time to waste."

"I know aren't I lucky?"

"It is a wonder Mrs. Pepper puts up with you."

"You act as if I don't please my wife."

"Must you go there? I would prefer not to think about your activies."

"Considering it payback for some of the times I walked into something I would rather not see."

"At least we weren't in the middle of it."

"Not helping."

"I never said I would."

"As I was saying before we got off discussing your mating habits. You tendency of faking your death is likely a rift in your marriage."

"And if you were right what great advice would you give me oh great Stark."

"Oh great Stark,” Tony started to say, his hand up, before he put it down to finish his thought. “Actually never mind, I think I like the name."

"Cocky as ever?"

"Like you are any different reindeer games. Now as I was saying your tendency to fake death likely can be a strain on your loved ones."

"Thor has no problem with it."

"Because I am sure he has had to deal with you doing this for years, but if you remember Iris is still new to this."

"And this matters why?"

"It matters because she worries about you."

"Something I don't want her to be. It's why I didn't tell her."

"Yes and while that is nice in theory. It's only theory because she is going to worry about you. She is your wife which is already a big deal, but add up the god with many enemies part I am surprised she hasn't had a heart attack."

"Gods don't typically die from that more sickness, low health or often in battle."

"That isn't point of this."

"And the point of this talk of ours is what again?"

"To stop worrying your wife."

"But she didn't do this when we were dating."

"Oh she did you just didn't see it."

"So she hide this from me?"

"Yes."

"Why?"

"Because she knew as a mortal it came with dating a god."

"And what makes now different?"

"You made her a goddess did you not?"

"Yes but I don't see how that matters."

"You know for such a smart person you are sometimes not that smart."

"Rude."

"I am sure Iris covered it in your fight. She has never had trouble speaking her mind before. Just think back because I am not going to connect all the dots for you," Tony said as he rubbed his fingers against his head. Growing tired of this talk as he started to figet around to see if he had the key to unlock the chains. Only to be reminded it was in the car that was locked. "And while do that I'm going to work on getting you out of here."

"Wait you don't have a key."

"Hey don't point this at me. It's your own fault for not talking with your wife."

Just as Loki was about to say something else, Tony used this moment to sneak out in search of either a key or at the very least a laser to get Loki out. During this Loki had plenty of time to think as with each thought and repeat of what had happened with Iris all he could think of how much of a fool that he had been. Little did he know he wasn't the only one thinking such thoughts.....

A/N:Yes, a cliff hanger because this is already 10 pages long and honestly I can't drag this out for 15 pages for one chapter. Instead I leave you all to wait *evil laugh*. I was heard the song above and was like I should do something and post a chapter! Thus how this chapter was born now that is all said and done I will see you all next chapter.

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Too Trusting-Thor Odinson x Reader

(GIF credit to @slice-of-thunder)

MASTERLIST

Summary: (Y/N) starts to sense a pattern whenever Thor tells stories of his brother, and she can't help but point it out to him.

Characters: Thor Odinson x Reader

Meanings: (Y/N)=Your name

Warnings: Arguing, fluff

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As Thor told me yet another tale about Loki, I had to stop myself making faces or rolling my eyes, because I knew what was coming next as he spoke. Although he was telling the story in a joyful way, I knew that he had gone through a lot of hurt due to his brother. This was how the anecdote would go: Thor was the hero, he needed help, bargains with Loki, everything goes smoothly until Loki betrays him and/or fakes his death. The day would still be saved but Thor was still upset over his brother.

"My love, did you hear what I said?" Thor asked.

"Yes, I did." I didn't mean to snap.

"What is wrong? Did something happened today? I'm sorry, I never asked, I just started rambling."

"No, nothing happened today. It's just..." I didn't know how to go about this without hurting his feelings.

"Yes?"

"Thor, these stories are all the same."

"Oh, I do not believe they are, I've been on many adventures and quests, none are the same as the other."

"Not the stories per say. It seems that every time Loki is involved he...he uses you."

He scoffed with a smile."What?"

"He always either betrays you or lies to you about dying. I just thought after all these times, maybe you would clock onto it."

"Are you saying I'm stupid?" he stood from the bed where we had been lying opposite each other.

I sat up."No, of course not! It's more like, you're too trusting."

"And that's a bad thing?"

"Sometimes it is."

"You don't know Loki, you've never met him."

"I know, but what else am I supposed to think when all the stories you tell me portray him as the cunning one?"

"That's what he is though, the God of Mischief, it's in his nature."

"I understand that Thor, but I thought mischief might mean playing tricks on people. Not invading Earth."

"I told you about that time he turned into snake and bit me, right?"

I sighed, it either wasn't getting through to him or he was too stubborn to admit I was right.

"You don't know my brother. He's...misunderstood. He did not receive the love father gave me as we grew up."

"Well, that's very unfortunate but what did you ever do to him?"

I could see he was getting angry now. I really didn't want this to turn into an argument, maybe I shouldn't have said anything. But if I couldn't tell him, who could?

"Thor, please can you just sit down? I really didn't mean to upset you."

"Well I can't stop thinking about it now. Who else sees me as an idiot? Was I a fool in front of all of my family and friends, my friends from work?"

He was pacing now, slowly, but it was clear to see he was trying to keep calm. When he was angry it wasn't pretty. He had never directed it at me, and I know he wouldn't now, however this had hit a nerve.

"No one sees you that way." I crawled to the egde of the bed, now sat on top of my knees."I only brought it up because I don't like thinking of you in those situations. I just...it sounded like you didn't realise what was happening in those moments."

"I would like to see you battling monsters and evil men, I don't think you would come out of it lightly." he spat.

My mouth dropped open. Now I was angry too. I stood on the bed, only just coming to eye level with him.

"This isn't about me winning any battles! I know I wouldn't last a second out there. Why aren't you acknowledging this?"

"Because no matter how many times I gave him a chance he let me down!"

A sudden crack of thunder made me jump, I faltered on the bed, almost falling. Thor moved to steady me until he saw that I quickly regained myself. But it was weet to see him still caring even though we were bickering.

I let a few seconds pass by, a small trickle of rain gently hit against the windows. OK, it wasn't a huge storm, that was a good thing.

"Thor," I gently said, stepping down to the floor,"I'm sorry for confronting you about this. I thought maybe you were in denial. And I understand why you would be. You love Loki, you want to give him second chances because you're a good person, you see the good in everyone. But you can't let yourself be in harms way when things like that happen. What if the next time he betrayed you-"

"There may not be a next time!" he then looked like he was thinking."Oh, I'm beginning to see what you mean."

I calmly continued."What if next time he betrays you, you get seriously hurt, or killed even! And even if Loki quickly regretted his decision, it could be too late to save you."

Thor lowered his head. He hated being wrong, just like I did. I watched as he turned his back to me, sitting on the end of the bed. I had learned that although Thor liked to be alone with his thoughts, he did need a calmer person to talk things through, make him see this all from a different perspective.

"I didn't meant to make you sad." I mumbled, looking out at the rain."I hope you know I said all this because I love you. It would crush me to see Loki go behind your back again."

He didn't say anything, leaning forward with his elbows on his knees. Slowly I approached him, kneeling on the bed again but behind him. I rested my whole body on his back, wrapping my arms around his torso as much as I could.

"Please talk to me."

"I know you are right. But I don't want you to be."

Oh, he sounded so sad.

"Neither do I. You now I didn't say it out of spite against you or Loki. It's just hard to paint a pretty picture of him."

"I know."

I kissed the back of his shoulder."Do you want to be alone?"

"No." he placed a hand over mine."But, please can we not talk about this anymore?"

"Of course."

"I wish you could meet him. Or have met him before he turned into what he is now."

"Me too."

"I hate disloyalty and dishonesty. I am sorry I got angry but it is a difficult subject for me to talk about."

"I know. Shall we just go back to lying down together?"

"Yes."

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Build me Up, Break me Down (Loki x Female Reader)

Read chapter 30 here// Series Masterlist

Chapter 31

Summary : Two months pass and you meet loki again at Bruce's birthday party. Resisting you is harder than he thought it to be

Warning : The usual, 18+ , Some smut, mention of past abuse (if you have gone this far into the series you know what to expect)

Note : This chapter reminded me of lisik 😊

"Should I go with this black fit dress or this blue one, the blue one reminds me of something grandma used to wear" Charlotte chuckled as she looked at you.

"Go with black, it's strappy and sexy and you know who's going to be there" she winked at you and you sighed. It's been two months, a whole two months since you last saw him, when you proudly stepped out of his room announcing that you'd get him back. Now that you look back at that moment, you feel kind of silly for telling something like that to a god.

You remember the first few days that you spent in your bed, feeling lifeless and staring at the ceiling, you didn't think you'd survive this heartbreak.

You didn't try to get in touch with him, you remembered what Bruce said, he needed to heal, and so did you.

You knew Loki would never hurt you like that but that doesn't mean what happened that night wasn't traumatising, you couldn't understand how you always end up in a situation like that. But as hard as it was for you, it was worse for him.

If you'd have done something like that to him you won't be able to forgive yourself either. He took pride in being that one man you felt safe with, now he thinks he has taken it away from you, but that wasn't true, you'd always feel safe with him. He was your Loki.

"What are you wearing?" You asked her and her eyes widened

"You want to take me to hulk's birthday party at avengers tower?" She asked you and you smiled

"First of all do not call him Hulk, he doesn't like that, secondly he said I can bring a friend and you're the only one, I still don't know why I'm invited, I have talked to him like five times since he treated me" She squealed and jumped up and down, her excitement excited you as well

"Oh my god okay I need to find a dress let me see"

A month ago Charlotte was evicted from her apartment so she needed a place to stay. You had a perfect spare room, it was Loki's idea to get two bedrooms so whenever you two got into an argument he could go there to cool down and relax. He wanted to be around you all the time but he didn't want to hurt you whenever he got angry. You still got his share of rent from him, you always felt him around you when you walked to work but maybe it was your desperation to see him that made you feel that way.

It was easy to pretend to be alright in front of her or everyone else, but at night when you crawled into your bed all alone and without him by your side you could only cry, you always cried yourself to sleep.

.....

"I'm not coming, tell him that I sent my apologies" Loki stormed out after his training session, Thor was right about losing his brother again, he hadn't seen Loki smiling in the last two months, since you left he just seemed like a robot working on an autopilot mode.

"Loki it's his birthday, things have been getting good between you and other avengers, don't ruin it. Just stay for an hour and then you can go back to sulking in your room" Loki glared at him as he said that

"I do not sulk, what's with the bags?" Thor shoved all the bags in his hands as soon as Loki finished his words

"New clothes, midgardians tend to change their clothing every now and then, you must try new clothes" Loki rolled his eyes as he stepped inside the room, the bags were thrown in the corner of the room as he made his way to get showered.

He missed you, every little thing you did, he has missed it all. That day after you stormed out on him, he didn't get in touch with you and he was thankful that you didn't either, but that didn't make it any easier for him to go on with what he has done to you and go on without you. He missed his sweet angel mortal in his life, everyday he woke up feeling hollow, and as the day proceeded that void inside him only got bigger and deeper, the only relief he got was when he slept at night and dreamt about you, he was lucky enough to see you, hold you and touch you or when sometimes he followed you to work to make sure nobody out there was bothering you.

He heard your cries at night, that's when you let the walls down and allowed him to get in, he was linked with you, he wanted to keep you close, but hearing your cries only wounded him, knowing far too well that he was the reason for your misery killed him everyday.

On those nights when he wasn't fortunate enough to dream about you, he re-lived that night he ruined you over and over again, same nightmare every time and it was a projection of his own memory, he always woke up crying and shuddering for hurting his princess like that. How could he do that to you after everything you have been through? Why wasn't he strong enough to resist Thanos?

.....

You got ready and looked at yourself in the mirror, the dress was Charlotte's idea, it was fitting all your curves, and showing heck a lot of cleavage but you have seen the kind of dress people at the tower wore at such parties, you still felt pretty decent

"You look so sexy, Mr hottie better pull you aside and give you much needed loving" your face flushed as you thought about Mr hottie, you haven't tried to talk to him but that doesn't mean you haven't been keeping a tab on him.

You called Thor once every few days to check up on him, in the beginning Loki was not getting better, then Thor started to take care of his meals and made sure he got proper sleep at night. You just wanted him to feel okay again, and then you wanted him to get back to you.

"Thank you, you look gorgeous too" you smiled as you looked at her. She had a gorgeous red dress on that made her look like a movie star, she had that hollywood classic features that actresses like Grace Kelly used to have

"Really? You think Thor would look at me twice?" You smiled as she said that.

"Well he sure would, he broke up with Jane so he's single and ready to mingle"

"Awesome"

To be frank you weren't too upset about Jane being gone, she never seemed to respect Loki and held a grudge for something even Thor didn't care about anymore. She just didn't like Loki and that was enough for you to hate her.

When you reached the tower you took a deep breath, it's been a while and there were several memories from worst to better to worst again. As you made your way through security, you spotted Happy Hogan, the head of security

"Sir happy, how are you?" You asked him and he just gave you his usual grumpy look

"I am good, how are you y/n?"

"I'm good, invited to hulk's birthday and ummm I don't know why but I have an evite to show for it which I'll show you in a second if I can find it on my phone..just a second" you blabbed nervously and he shook his head

"No need, get up there and enjoy" he told you and Charlotte gave him a smile, you sighed as you both got in elevator

"Wow that was embarrassing for you"

"I got nervous"

"Don't get nervous in front of Loki, get sexy, make him realise that he's missing all that hot bod" you giggled as she said that. Your heart was running a mile per second as you thought about seeing him again, would he even look at you? Did he forget you? Did he move on with someone else? There were several questions and no answers.

When you reached the venue you greeted Natasha and Steve. Then you finally found Bruce and wished him a happy birthday.

"This is my friend Charlotte, we work together and live together"

You introduced her to everyone you met, you saw Penny there too and your heart broke. Why was she there? Was she there with him? For him? The anxiety rose more and more in the pit of your stomach, but as she walked over to you, you smiled

"Hi y/n how are you?"

"I'm fine, how are you, penny?" You didn't want to come across as rude, it wasn't her fault that you felt insecure about her past with Loki and if he really did get back together with her, there's nothing you could do about it

"I'm good now, thanks to Loki" and your heart broke again, what did she mean?

"Thanks to Loki?" Your eyes teared up and her eyes widened

"Oh no not like that, I'm sorry, I just..you know what he did for me few months ago, that's what I meant"

You took a deep breath, relief surged through your veins

"I'm sorry you had to go through something so awful"

"Thank you, you should go see him, he hasn't been well lately" you looked at her as she said that. So they weren't together right?

You got relaxed around her and Charlotte was enjoying the party then finally the one man she wanted to meet walked towards you two

"Oh my god he's coming towards us, he's hotter than the sun"

"Okay shhh Calm down" you glared at her

"Okay phewww" you smiled as Thor got closer

"Lady y/n it's so good to see you again" he kissed the back of your hand like a gentleman and then he looked at Charlotte

"This is my roommate Charlotte"

"Charlotte? That's a beautiful midgardian name for a beautiful lady" he took her hand in his and she almost fainted.

"Lady y/n can you do me a favor?"

"Sure what is it?" You asked him and he gave you a box

"New shoes for Loki, can you just give him that for me, he must be getting ready still" you looked at him shocked and then you grabbed the box

"Sure yeah um.. yeah I'll give it to him"

You mumbled nervously

"I assume you remember your way to his chamber"

You smiled as you made your way towards his room, you felt nervous, shaky and your eyes teared up as you thought about seeing his face after so long. What if he doesn't want to see you or talk to you, what if he's mean again? Well you could always give him puppy eyes and that would probably work. You knocked on the door twice and then he opened it, he looked like a mess, but a hot mess, he had a black tshirt on paired with a trouser. His eyes teared up as he looked at you

"Y/n?" He called out to you and you smiled

"Gift from Thor" you showed him the shoe box and he took it from you

"Come in" you bit on your lips as you stepped inside. He looked at you up and down, that dress looked sinful on you, he had never seen you dress so sexily before, if he was still your man that dress would end up on the floor right now

You sat down on his bed and you could see the bundle of clothes he had on them

"I just couldn't figure out what to wear, I'm so confused" you smiled as he said that

"I'll choose a pair for you" you stood up and looked at the option, the clothes were new you could tell, they still had the tags on

"How come you are here?" He asked you but you didn't look at him, you were busy choosing a perfect attire for him

"Bruce invited me, we stay in touch" his jaw clenched and nose flared as you said that, what do you mean you stay in touch. He felt jealous, so jealous but you don't belong to him anymore.

"I'll get showered" he grabbed a towel and as soon as he got Inside you let out the breath you were holding in. You chose a dark green jacket with white shirt underneath and a black fitted pants, you folded the rest of the clothes and kept it in his closet, your eyes glanced towards his old clothes so you took out an old shirt of him and wrapped it around your body. The shirts you had of him at home were losing his essence. You quickly put it back inside before he would come out and see you acting like a creep.

He stepped out of the bathroom with just a towel wrapped around his waist and that made you feel flushed so you turned around while he changed

"How are you y/n?"

"I'm okay, you?"

"Alright"

Once he dressed up you turned around again

"You look handsome" he smiled a little as you complimented him. He sat down on the bed to put the socks and the shoes on, but shoes had their laces out and he was so confused. You walked closer to him and got on your knees so you could help him with it. You placed his feet on your thighs and worked the lace, now all he could think about was the conversation he had with you on the couch in your family's house, your hair kept coming in the way so you pushed them behind you.

His eyes were stuck to your submissive form and the clear view of that flesh you were showing off for him, he was tempted to pull you on top of him and suck several marks on your exposed cleavage. Once you were done with the one shoe you moved onto another, you looked up at him innocently and he was just staring at you with those pretty eyes of his, you could see several emotions flickering through them. Lust, longing, craving, love, that was your Loki. And he was aroused, you could tell. You still affected him and he still cared about you. That was a relief

"All done" you mumbled and stood up,

"Thank you darling" Oh how you have longed to hear that from him

"I'll see you at the party" you turned around and left, there was a smile on your face that he couldn't see.

You went back to the party and enjoyed a drink or two, you didn't go talk to him again, you wanted him to come to you, but he was just staring at you while he sat at the bar drinking. Charlotte and Thor were dancing together, and you smiled as you looked at her. She sent you a filthy gesture with her hands that she was going to suck his cock later. Well You didn't have to know that

When Thor went to the bar to grab a drink for Char he noticed Loki just glancing at you ever so often

"Go talk to her" Loki shrugged and shook his head

"Nothing has changed, everything is still the same, I'm still the man that destroyed her"

"You know that's not true and you know that's not how she feels,

Thor sighed and he went back to Charlotte, Loki wanted to do more than just talk with you but he can't put your life in danger again. He turned around to get another drink and when he looked back he didn't find you, he looked around but he couldn't find you. That worried him. So he stepped out of the lounge quickly and he watched you heading towards the kitchen, he shouldn't have followed you. He wasn't strong enough to control himself from touching you if he did, but he couldn't stop himself either.

He found you ransacking the refrigerator, you were probably looking for a snack or something but then you took out a popsicle and leaned yourself against the refrigerator as you sucked on it. It reminded you of him, that's how he tasted, cold, hard, flavorsome. He couldn't stop staring at you as you sucked on that phallus looking ice treat like that. You have always been a little minx and you must have known that he'd follow you

"I know you are there" he smiled when he heard you, once you were satisfied you threw the rest of the popsicle in the sink and washed your hand, he stepped inside the kitchen and walked closer to you

"Are you not afraid of being alone with me darling?" His eyes teared up as he spoke, so did yours, the pain might have subsided but the guilt didn't lessen. He was still haunted by that night

"Afraid of my god? Never" you walked closer to him and your fingers latched onto his jacket as you pulled him closer, you looked up at him, your lips were so close to each other, he wanted to kiss you and so did you, but both of you were controlling the urge because there were several things that needed to be talked about. He never gave you the chance to talk,

"I'm not your god anymore" he whispered and your eyes teared up more

"You don't get to decide that, I do, I choose my god and I only know one" you pressed a kiss on his chin and he moaned. Your hands sneaked inside his jacket and you grabbed the back of his neck, he shuddered as felt your nails grazing over his nape

"Where was your god that night? Hmm? Where was he when a monster like me hurt you like that, what is he going to do with me? How would he ever get justice for that?" You felt his pain as he spoke, he was hurting himself every moment for something that wasn't in his control

"You think this isn't punishment enough? This distance between us is worse than any punishment" you sucked on his lower lip and that was it, he wasn't strong enough.

He picked you up and made you sit down on the counter, his hands cupped your cheeks as he kissed you feverishly, your lips felt cold, plump, wet and he was so turned on by that, you clutched onto his jacket and pulled him closer to you wrapping your legs around his waist.

"We need to stop darling, this can't happen" you looked up at him, he looked tormented and you knew he was thinking about that night

"Do you miss me?" His eyes welled up more

"Why wouldn't I miss you darling? I have been barely hanging on a thread without you" you wrapped your one arm around his neck and pressed your nose against the crook of his neck, inhaling his scent, god you have missed that more than anything. Your other hand wandered down and you rubbed his bulge over his pants earning a loud breathy moan. He latched his lips on your neck and you threw your head back to give him more space, you both have been starving without each other in the past two months. You pulled the zipper down and he wasn't wearing a brief underneath so you pulled his cock out to stroke him

"Darling you have to stop" his mouth said something but he wasn't showing any resistance with his actions

"Make me stop then" you stroked his cock up and down and he was so hard in your fist, every vain in his cock was pulsating with your touch,

"I can't ..I'm not strong enough to push you away when you get like this, I never was" he pulled you closer and his tongue licked a swipe between the valley of your breasts. You wiped his precum off the tip of his cock and then you looked at him as you sucked your finger in, moaning at his taste.

He was just so entranced by your sexuality, he could never get enough of you he knew that, but then the guilt swooped in again so he took a step back, used his magic to calm himself down and zipped himself up, he placed his arms on the counter next to you so he could get his breathing under control

"I can not keep you safe, I tried and failed, you deserve a man who can keep you safe"

You stepped off the counter as he said that, you hugged him from behind and then you pressed soft kisses on his back before you stepped away

"My safety shouldn't be your responsibility Loki, if I'm not safe with you, then I'm not safe anywhere and with anybody"

He turned around to look at you

"But I failed you so terribly, how can you even look at me with such adoration after what I did?" You smiled and grabbed his hands in yours

"Because it wasn't you Loki. It wasn't you that night, you're not listening to me. How could I be mad at you for something that hurt you too, that crushed you more than it crushed me? you know what would have been worse? Thanos sending someone else to hurt me, for what it's worth I'm glad it was your body on top of me that night instead of someone else"

Then you turned around to leave. He wished it was as easy for him to forgive himself the way you forgave him so easily. He didn't want to lose you but he was afraid of losing you forever. Not just to seperation, but to death. He could have easily killed you that night.

At the end, you're just a mortal After All and he had several decisions to make for both of you.

❤️💚❤️💚❤️💚❤️💚❤️💚❤️💚❤️

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Its so nice to see that Loki didn't have any issues about Bruce being with Sigyn in the past. May I request a scene of those two? Maybe Loki comforting Bruce about his heartbreak from Sigyn, at the same time being possessive and jealous because, well, he's still Loki :D

Thank you for the ask!

Okay, some meta before we get into the short because Loki’s jealousy when it comes to Sigyn’s relationship with Bruce is fascinating and something I’ve been setting up ever since the beginning of the Loki Season 1 arc. Loki gets Sigyn back, which he didn’t think was possible, and not only is she perfectly willing to slit his throat on sight but makes it very clear that the moment she thinks he’s taking advantage of her, she is going to dump his ass. The part where Loki realizes what happened to her is here:

“I am a god!” Loki said. “As am I!” Sigyn shot back. “Far more powerful than you could ever hope to be, and even I did not win against the Aether!” Loki paused, his anger evaporating. “The last time you saw my face…” “Thanos used the Aether to take the Tesseract from me,” she said. “I failed, because I was in such grief over a man who told me I would never be enough for him.”

After five years, Sigyn has fully processed what happened with her and Loki and she’s pissed. And part of that does have to do with her sleeping with Bruce. She’s had time to consider her guilt and her fall from grace. She blames herself, but she also is rightfully angry at Loki for the things that he’s done.

Loki knows that it’s bullshit that Sigyn— the girl he knew fell for any man in the court that pleased her fancy and gave her a kind word— had absolutely no prospects after his death. They’re both serial monogamists, he knows how she works. In a massive display of character development, Loki chooses not to go into a jealous rage when Sigyn mentions that she had a one-night stand after he died. The fact that Sigyn is so broken up about it helps. As does the statement “But he wasn’t you.”

Then comes this moment:

“What good is a promise to a dead man?” Loki asked. Sigyn shrugged. “I’m here, aren’t I?” “I thought you were only here to save lives,” Loki said. Sigyn looked away, not answering.

It’s not all façade— Sigyn doesn’t make idle threats, and Loki knows exactly what she does to her enemies. But he has an in, and that’s the fact that they’ve both lost everything and they’re both clawing their way to getting it back from the universe that took it. She’s a little further up than he is, but she’s willing to help him get to where he wants to be, which is by her side. He just needs to prove that he’s no longer the power-hungry, violently jealous, self-loathing, genocidal manipulator that he was when he fell into the abyss. He has to be honest with her, and with himself, and he has to be fair.

So, he adjusts his behavior. At the Ren fair, he and Sigyn play a game that they played countless times in their youth— switching forms to throw off their companions. He tries to reach out to Sigyn emotionally, appeal to her empathy and compassion, and he lets go of things that would have enraged him. He was dead, and he wasn’t coming back, so how could he be angry at her for trying to get some fleeting moment of comfort? Later, he reminds her of how brilliant he is by analyzing the Variants’ strategies for hiding. He allows himself to be vulnerable before her as he mourns the death of Sleipnir. He reminds her that she thinks he’s funny as he absolutely wrecks Mobius’ salad. Finally, he allows himself to act like a fool in Pompeii, and then asks her to dance.

“A king cannot be like a fool asking a girl to dance.”

He’s let go of his past and wants to move forward. She doesn’t give in just yet— she still needs time to see if it will stick, but she’s fallen for him again by this point. As if she could have ever resisted for long.

The other thing that changes this dynamic is Mobius. Throughout the first season of Loki, Loki and Sigyn are also constantly flirting with Mobius. To be fair, Loki started it, but Sigyn spends far more time with Mobius than Loki does, especially after Roxxcart. They’re not entirely sure how that is going to play out, but it’s something that they didn’t quite expect and something they haven’t entirely agreed on how to handle just yet. More to come as we get more content with the mustache man.

So, all this is what happens in Loki Season 1. Then we get the What If..? stories where Loki is explicitly told by someone whose job it is to know these things that his love for Sigyn (and her love for him) is a multiversal constant— but not always the endgame for their relationship, as he watches another version of himself reject a Sigyn who is everything that he was in the first Thor film, in favor of a steady companion who loves him unconditionally. Uatu also mentions that there are plenty of universes where he falls in love with multiple people at once, and, in fact, in the Main Timeline, they both have shades of polyamory, considering they never stopped being in love, even as they loved and courted others. Loki’s love for Angrboða and Fandral was real, as was Sigyn’s love for Theoric and Bruce, but they were also in love with each other, and they never really processed how that could be. Loki’s jealousy seems even more futile in the face of that.

The line that we get from Old Loki (who is Classic Loki, as I’m sure you know, I just couldn’t justify the diegesis of calling him that) is that Loki’s jealousy does not temper with age. The points after Roxxcart where Loki gets sincerely jealous over Sigyn (as opposed to just feigning it for sexy times) are when Old Loki is literally on his knees worshiping her, when President Loki is not-so-subtly threatening sexual violence, and the first time Loki learns that Sigyn is going to marry Theoric. Each of these situations play out very differently. In the first, Loki’s jealousy is going up against another Loki who has no ill will towards her, and Old Loki is basically reminding TVA Loki that if the situation were the other way around, Old Loki would be feeling exactly how TVA Loki is. In the second, Sigyn works her way out of the situation with President Loki herself, and TVA Loki and Old Loki are quick to physically separate her from him as soon as they are able. In the third, Loki is terrified of losing Sigyn, who he had just got back, and is acting more out of fear than anything else. He also stops immediately when he sees how upset she is over the whole thing.

Interestingly, the Old Loki whose jealousy has not tempered with age manages to give Sigyn up fairly easily. It’s for a lot of very good reasons, and he’s obviously heartbroken over it, but he still does it because he can’t ask her to stay with him. She needs a Loki who can follow her, and TVA Loki is the only one that can do that now.

All of this is prelude to Loki finding out that Sigyn had a one-night stand with the human half of a Jekyll/Hyde situation who, to him, only about a year ago tossed him around like a ragdoll and left him with a hell of a concussion, and possibly a few cracked ribs, if not worse. That’s certainly a factor in how Loki can act towards this new player in the game of “who will Sigyn end up with?”

All that being said, your request, and a little bit beyond:

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Bruce stepped out of the room, shutting the door. Loki stood off to the side.

“Time to work,” Loki said.

The two headed for the room where Theoric was getting ready for the wedding.

“You’re certain about this?” Loki asked.

“Hey, if Sigyn needs help, I’m glad to lend a hand,” Bruce said. “She’s a good friend, and she doesn’t deserve this.”

“You realize that if this works the way that we’re planning, she’ll be married,” Loki said.

“Yeah, that’s kinda the point,” Bruce said. “She should be married to the right person.”

Loki paused, and he stopped walking.

“And you don’t think that’s you?” Loki asked.

“Loki, what are you talking about?” Bruce asked.

“The others… they told me what happened between the two of you,” Loki said.

Bruce shook his head. “Trust me, you’ve got nothing to worry about.”

“I’ve some ribs and a concussion that say otherwise,” Loki said. “All goes well, she’s marrying me.”

“Yeah,” Bruce said.

“I don’t understand,” Loki said. “How are you not threatening me right now?”

“Well, one, because you expect me to, and after what you did to New York, I’m going to give myself a pass to mess with you as much as I want,” Bruce said. “I mean, I could say that if you hurt her again, I can call out the other guy and he’ll punt you to the moon, but I feel like that’s overkill.”

Loki took a small step back.

“But really…” Bruce looked away. “She’s not in love with me. And she shouldn’t have to marry someone she doesn’t love, period. Regardless of how that other person feels.”

Loki knew that look. He’d felt that look countless times.

“You’re a good man, Bruce,” Loki said. “Far better for her than I, I will admit.”

Bruce shook his head. “I cannot believe that I’m having this conversation right now.”

“You loved her,” Loki said.

Bruce paused. “Yeah, I did. Sorta still do. She’s hard to let go.”

“I can’t tell you how fond she is of you,” Loki said. “You were a comfort to her, and I thank you for that. That you would not only step aside, but freely and enthusiastically offer your help… it is yet another way that you are stronger than I.”

Loki stepped forward.

“But I will be watching,” Loki said. “Very closely.”

Bruce looked up at Loki.

“Your brain’s still a bag full of cats,” Bruce said. “Sig seems to like you well enough, but I’m not gonna pretend that you’re anywhere close to being able to threaten me.”

Loki was about to respond when he saw Lord Freyr approaching and he shifted into Hogun before Freyr could spot him. He shifted back after Freyr passed.

“They’re alone,” Bruce said. “It’s now or never.”

In Theoric’s room, Loki poured the contents of the vial into Theoric’s drink.

“Is that really necessary?” Theoric asked.

“Plausible deniability,” Loki said. “Like I said, I understand what it means to seek the approval of a demanding father. As one son to another, allow me to help you save face.”

Loki offered the drink to Theoric. He hesitated before taking it.

“I’ll be right here when Father comes back,” Fandral said. “You might be a little disoriented, and I can help you maintain your story.”

“I’ll be in the room as Loki so that no one’s wondering where he slipped off to,” Bruce said.

“And I will, of course, replace you as the groom,” Loki said.

“I managed to convince Father to let me use Gungnir as my ancestral blade,” Theoric said. “I know you found Laeveteinn, but—”

“No, Gungnir works,” Loki said. “But you really need to drink that now.”

Theoric looked between Loki and Bruce. Loki sighed, shifting Bruce into himself and shifting himself into Theoric.

“This is going to work,” Loki-as-Theoric said. “She’ll be fine.”

Theoric nodded and drank. He collapsed almost immediately, Fandral and Bruce catching him and lowering him to the floor.

“Bruce, you should go first,” Loki said. “Make sure you’re not seen around her.”

Bruce nodded.

“See you at the wedding,” he said before leaving.

He left quietly. Loki turned to look at himself in the mirror.

“You all right?” Fandral asked.

“Last time she married me, it wasn’t real, but at least I had my face and my voice when I told her I would always love her,” Loki said.

“Yeah, suck it up,” Fandral said. “For all we know, she’s going to stop the wedding as soon as she realizes who you are.”

Loki’s heart sunk. “Do you think she would?”

Fandral shook his head.

“She loves you,” Fandral said. “Always has. But you know her— Asgard comes first. Those tattoos, ‘love, duty, and glorious purpose’? I’ve seen what happens when she has to chose between them. Once, she tried to stop you from killing your father and destroying Jotunheim. The next, she overthrew your father to put you on the throne. There’s no real telling which she will choose this time.”

Loki nodded.

“Go on ahead,” he said. “I need a few moments alone.”

“You certain?” Fandral asked.

“I’m getting married today,” Loki said. “I’m just a little nervous, is all.”

Fandral left and Loki took a deep breath, adjusting the armor he was wearing.

“Very well,” he muttered. “Darling, if you’re listening, it’s going to be all right. I know you don’t need rescuing. I know how strong you are, how capable. Just let me help, just one more time.”

He nodded and left to take his place at the altar.

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averagewriter-inthedark · 2 years

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Arachnids Gotta Stick Together 🕷 | No Way Home Imagine

Contains spoilers for SMNWH

Marvel Masterlist | Main Masterlist

Read Part 2 here

Matching headcanon

Pairings: Tom!Peter Parker x Black Widow!reader (Platonic/sibling), slight Andrew!Peter Parker (flirtatious), Tobey!Peter Parker (platonic), MJ Watson (platonic/sibling) Ned Leeds (platonic/sibling)

Content warnings: major fluff, angst, profanity, spoilers for SMNWH, mentions of violence & death (tony, may, nat). Banter. Female reader (she/her pronouns) | 2k+ words unedited.

Premise: After everything thirty-five old Y/n L/n has been through, she thought nothing could surprise her. That is until one day she comes back from a field mission to find her fellow eighteen-year-old avenger mentee and arachnid named superhero is in a heap of trouble. The multiverse is broken, and the former assassin is at a crossroad. Throw in two alternate versions Peter Parkers, five multiversal villains, a missing wizard, and high school students with bad impuse skills and the Black Widow might just ask for a raise.

Let me know if you want a part 2, imagine continues below the cut. I loved writing this so I hope y’all like it.

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“Mr. Parker?” A robotic voice caused all movement in the lab to seize. It was coming from the young Peter Parkers suit, making the taller version of him in a lab coat and older version with goggles on look confused by the sudden interruption. It was late at night, and the three Spider-Men were camped at Middletown High School with a young Ned and MJ trying to put together cures for the multiversal villains causing trouble in NYC.

It had been quite the day for everyone.

Peter (1) threw off his goggles, holding up his wrist in front of him. “Y-Yes, EDITH? Did something happen?” His spidey-senses were tingling, but he couldn’t think straight on what caused it.

“Not yet, Mr. Parker. However, you wanted me to inform you if Agent L/n was in the area and it appears she has just breached the doors of the school and will be arriving to your location in less than ten seconds.”

Well shit.

“O-oh—okay, thank you EDITH!” Panic erupted and the young superhero flipped over the lab table, racing to the opposite side of the room where the door was. “Shit. Shit. Shit.”

The other Spider-Men were startled by the boys reaction, looking to his friends to see they were also displaying terror. “Did his suit just talk to him?” “Who’s Agent L/n and why should we be afraid of her?” They asked simultaneously. MJ started to move, holding up a finger as to say ‘I’ll explain later.’

Her boyfriend heard the questions however, and spewed out, “Someone you don’t want to get angry!” At the last word, the door burst opened nearly off its hinges making Peter (1) halt his movements while the others flinched at the sudden sound. Standing in the doorway, face blank with void of emotion and in her typical Widow attire equipped with taser batons and electric bracelets—making her look hella intimidating—, stands the one and only Y/n L/n; Former Black Widow of the Red Room and Agent of SHIELD.

Peter (1) couldn’t read her expression, the woman was a pro at keeping emotions hidden giving her history as an agent and assassin, and it made him worried. He was aware of the heat she was getting with everything going on in the world, including how her close friend and ally Wanda Maximoff was off the grid toppled with the loss of her sister figure Natasha Romanoff and father/brother figure Tony Stark. Not to mention, the federal government was on her tail for his mess with Mysterio.

Y/n was one of the last original Avengers, having been rescued by Natasha and Clint shortly after the redhead had defected. She’d been there for Loki, for Ultron, the Accords and both battles against Thanos having not blipped with half of the population. The last she saw of Peter before reversing the blip she was 30, now she was 35 and with more baggage to her name. A lot of eyes were on her to see where the Avengers would go, but after restoring the world back to what it was five years prior, Y/n had gone off the grid and rarely came out of the shadows unless the government needed her.

So seeing her standing before him, Peter (1) just knew he was in trouble.

Ignoring the worried and questionable looks from his friends and fellow Spider-Mans, Peter (1) raised his hands and took a step back when Y/n strutted her way into the room. “Y/n—I know you’re angry but before you scream at me or kill me, just please—please let me explain.” Something puzzled him making him pause, “how’d you find us by the way? Oh-oh right,” he scratches the back of his head. “You have a tracker on the suit...”

When she didn’t respond, he took it as a good sign and continued. “I messed up.” No need to sugarcoat it, this was Y/n he was talking to—his closest friend and someone who looked out for him since joining the Avengers in 2016. “I-I messed up badly and when I tried to fix what I did, I messed it up even more. I just—I just wanted the world to forget I was Spider-Man because it was affecting everyone around me—including you! Strange wanted to help, but I messed up his spell and it made those guys come here s-so Strange tried fixing it, but when I found out they died fighting Spider-Man I couldn’t let that happen. I thought if they changed then they could go back home and—and have a different path. But-but,” his eyes started to water, voice cracking as the events of the night played out in his mind.

“But it didn’t go as planned. And now they are doing God knows what and we can get it right this time! We can cure them and then when they go home, they won’t have the powers to cause more harm.” His voice was almost pleading, begging her to understand his reasoning. She still hadn’t said anything and her face was still blank, although he could see her eyes soften. “And please don��t get mad at Ned or Mj they were just trying to help me and I let them so if you’re gonna point the blame at anyone for this mess then do it at me—because I deserve it for all the hurt and pain I’ve caused.” A tear escaped his eyes, but he ignored it.

He stared at the floor, not wanting to meet her eye and see the disappointment in them. “You’ve always been there for me—cleaning up my mess and picking up the pieces. I know I should’ve told you when everything happened. But I just didn’t want you to be disappointed in me, because all I’ve done is let you and Tony down. I didn’t want to do that again. I’m sorry, Y/n.”

There was silence, and Peter (1) felt himself stiffen when he was suddenly pulled into a strong embrace. Y/ns arms were around his shoulders, and Peter (1) automatically wound his around her waist, his head resting against her chest because she was taller than him in her boots. The hug was something he really needed, not realizing it until his hold tightened and silent sobs started to shake from his body. All the emotion he had pent up was being released. Y/ns hand came up to slowly rub circles on his upper back, and Peter could feel the tears seep down his cheeks.

It hit him that Y/n was really the only person besides Ned and Mj he had left. May was gone, as was Tony and his parents. Happy was also there, but none of them had an understanding of him like Y/n. She was like the older sister he always wanted. An Avenger with the power to make the world a better place that made him want to do better. He wanted to make her proud. Having her hold him was overwhelming now that he had lost the last of his family.

She was the closest thing to family now in his eyes.

They just stood there, locked in an embrace while everyone stayed silent around them. It was a moment the boy needed. And although the other Spider-Mans didn’t know of their relation to each other, they could tell by how Peter (1) spoke to the woman that he had an up found respect for her.

Mj and Ned gave each other a look of relief, smiling at the display of the two Avengers. When a few minutes had passed and Peter (1) had calmed down, Y/n gently pulled away and took a tissue from the table to remove the tears from his face. The material was rough on his skin, but the action made him lean into her touch. The boy sniffed, and Y/n lifted his chin so he could look into her eyes.

“Peter,” her voice was soft and comforting, the two men picking up the slight Russian accent she had. “You could never disappoint me. I took on the job of watching over you because like Tony and the team, we’re aware of the risks and sacrifices this life entails. And when you came to us at just barely sixteen—eager to be a hero without really knowing what it’s about—I wanted to be there for you because I didn’t want you ending up like the rest of us. Broken, lost, feeling like the world is out to get you—it’s not a feeling you should have at this age. You should be out having fun like any normal teenager not having to feel the pressure of what being a hero is—the responsibility that comes with it…”

Y/n gently cups his cheeks in her gloved hands, watching his lip quiver. “But unfortunately those fairytales don’t happen to people like us. Because you are Peter Parker—the words friendly neighborhood Spider-Man and an Avenger. No matter how much I try to get you to slow down and take it easy, it won’t happen because there is always going to be someone who needs Spider-Man there to save them. And I’m sorry you had to deal with all of this on your own—and I’m so sorry about May, Peter.”

Her expression is almost enough to send him into another wave of tears, but he holds back when she gently caresses his cheekbone. The gesture bringing him comfort. “You shouldn’t have had to go through that alone, and I’m sorry this night had to be the reason you truly understand the pain and loss that being a hero comes with. But you know what?” She places her hands on her shoulder, leaning down a bit so their eye level. “How you react to this loss is what’s going to define you. And I can already see it because here you are in a lab during the middle of the night trying to fix the work you started on in the first place. You could go get revenge, you could leave them to continue causing a rampage, but you’re not. You still want to help them despite the pain they’ve caused you, and that’s what being a hero is.”

Her lips curl into a soft, sad smile before brining him into another hug, “I’m so proud of you, Peter. Tony and May would be too.” This hug was more meaningful to the young spider than the previous one. He could feel himself smile for the first time in hours, a sense of happiness soaring through him. It brought Peter so much comfort and relief having Y/n say those words to him.

When they pull away, she presses a soft kiss to his forehead by his hairline. She’s careful to avoid the cuts on his face, making a note to clean them up before they leave the lab. “I understand why you didn’t call me,” she then says, her tone taking a more serious scolding approach like an older sibling would do. “But don’t feel like you can’t come to me for anything, Peter. Us arachnids gotta stick together, capeesh?”

The boy nods his head furiously, smiling at the play on nickname of their aliases, “Yes, yes we do.” She ruffled his head, making him whine and step back. The Widow laughed before finally turning her attention to the little group in the back of the lab. There was a mixture of expressions, most of them looking rather happy to see the interaction between the two, although the men in the back were still rather curious about the woman.

Y/ns brows furrowed when she noticed a similar styled suit beneath the ones lab boat. “Wanna introduce me to your new friends, little spider? And explain why one is in a suit like yours and why they both look slightly scared of me.”

Peter (1) lets out an ‘oh!’ Before moving to the back while Y/n slowly follows behind him. “Y/n these are my new friends—uh this is Peter Parker,” he points to lab coat Peter first, “—This is also Peter Parker. They are both Spider-Man and versions of me from other universes and they are here to help—those dudes you saw yeah, well they’ve fought them before. Uh guys,” he then turns to them and lifts his arm to Y/n, whose expression was slightly taken aback by revelation.

“Guys this is my friend and mentor—kinda unofficial adopted older sister when you think about it—uh, Agent Y/n L/n. She’s a Black Widow —well former Black Widow we just call her that still—and former Agent of SHIELD who’s an Avenger. She’s someone who can help us.”

Y/n pats him on the shoulder, moving to where they other Peters stood and extending her hand. “Nice to meet some more fellow arachnids, although you three are technically the same one.” They shake her hand, the older Peter smiling at her gently as he does so.

“Nice to meet you. If you don’t mind me asking,” he looks between Y/n and the young Peter, noticing how on her suit there was a bright red hourglass on the belt. ‘Nice touch’ he thought. “What exactly is a Black Widow? I mean—I know of the female spider black widow, but the way he referred to it about you I take it has a different meaning in this world.”

Before Y/n could open her mouth to explain—in a more vague aspect—the boy beat her to it and started to ramble. “Oh! Black Widows are females who were taking as children to become professional trained and highly tactical assassins that could bring down world governments. They were trained in this super secret operation called the Red Room, but Y/n and her fellow Widow Natasha Romanoff took it down by destroying the whole base—.”

“That’s enough, little spider,” Y/n warns, shooting him a stern look before plastering a smile on her face when she sees the slightly disturbed and anxious expressions the Peters were giving her. They could already guess from her attire she meant business, but that just took a whole other level. “We don’t need to frighten our new friends do we? And I’d rather not get into my complicated past with such little time we have.”

“Oh yeah. Right-right,” he mumbles, ears turning red and moves back to his station. Y/n gives another smile to the two before moving to where the boy was and offering any assistance he needed. While they were waiting on diagnostics, she passed time by projecting a map of the City to see if there was any new developments on the villains.

The device and images had captured the attention of lab coat Peter, the young man coming beside her to get a better look. “Woah,” he breathed out, in awe of what he was seeing. “How’d you do that?” She almost gave him a confused look but then remembered he wasn’t from their world.

“Stark technology,” she explained. “Tony Stark—who was the head of Stark industries and the technological advances for our team developed this in our suits. It was part of his A.I system.” Peter (3) reached out to touch one of the dots on the map, flinching when the action caused it to zoom in and show footage of any cameras in the general area. He let out another ‘wow.’

“That’s so cool,” he smiled, eyes sparkling like a kid in a candy store. “Was that the robot voice in his suit telling us you were coming?” She nodded, smirk forming on her face.

“That was EDITH. And she can do more than just that, Spider.” She didn’t continue, leaving him to wonder about what all could be done by the tiny wristband on her wrist. It was like anything his science geek self could dream off. The technology so advanced it made his web shooters look weak. Not too mention, he was a little flustered by the nickname the woman gave him.

An hour flew by and the group was relieved when all the cures had been completed. They circled around a table, forming a plan that could successfully draw the villains to them. Y/n was between two older Peters when Ned brought over the web cartridges. And when the older Peter showed off his web fluid came from his body rather than artificially designed, she was the only one to not flinch.

Cmon the woman has defeated the Red Room—twice, fought a genocidal alien—twice, and her own teammates. Nothing could surprise this assassin.

When the shock wore off and they were ready to go, Ned announced he had Dr. Strange magic, Y/n suddenly became aware of the sorcerers’ disappearance. “Where is Strange by the way, Peter?” She crosses her arms, eyes narrowed making him shrink back. “You said earlier he was helping you at first, but failed to mention what happened next.”

“Dah-ah-ugh,” he looked at Mj and Ned, both shaking their heads at him to not say anything. But Y/ns gaze was too overpowering. “Umm so-yeah he was helping but when he was about to do the spell I took the box and we—we kinda fought and I kicked his ass and trapped him in the mirror dimension.”

Everyone turned to the former assassin, whose face was neutral making them anxious for her reaction. “You trapped the former Sorcerer Supreme in the mirror dimension.” She repeated, and Peter (1) nodded shyly awaiting for her to yell at him. The woman however surprises him and just lets out a sigh. “Just when I thought I’d heard it all.”

“You’re not mad?….”

“I’m more impressed,” she admitted, looking at the other teenagers beside him. “And you two knew about this?” They nodded. “—knowing what he had planned.” Another nod. “And you went along with it without second guessing it.” They nodded once more, fearing what she was thinking.

Y/n brought her hand up to pinch the bridge of her nose. “I do not get paid enough for this,” she mumbled, before shaking her head and reaching over the table to form an ‘A’ symbol over their shoulders. “I can’t really keep my eyes on you two if you’re not official members so, welcome to the team.”

Ned gasped turning to Peter (1) while Mj just stared back in shock. “Dude!” “Dude!!” “DUDE!!!”

Y/n shook her head, biting back the smile on her face and observing the muddled expressions of the two Peters beside her. “You boys wanna be initiated as well? Make it official? Might as well because we’re about to go into battle together like we do on any normal day.”

“Make exactly what official?” The older Peter asked a little worried while the tall one nodded excitedly. Y/n ignored the question, saying, “we don’t have time to explain right now, but just know—,” she makes the ‘A’ symbol over his shoulders, before doing the same on lab coat Peter, “—you’re an Avenger.”

Before either of them could ask what that word meant, Ned faced Y/n with an excited grin. “Oh my gosh, Ms. L/n —Widow, ma’am,” he stumbles not knowing what to call her much to her amusement. “Since you’re helping us, does this mean your gonna give these guys the Widows Bite?” Both the Peters look intrigued by the name, waiting for the woman to answer.

“I don’t know if it will really do much to them, Ned,” she brushes it off. “These guys are a little more advanced for my little gimmick.” This made the tall Peter even more curious and asks, ‘What’s the Widows bite? That sounds really cool and badass.’ Y/n thinks for a moment before saying, “I can’t really explain it, more like demonstrate it. But I don’t want to do it to anyone here—-.”

“Oh, c’mon please?” He pleads, eyes wide with wonder. “You can do it to me—I-I don’t mind.”

“It can really hurt you, tall spider.” She warns, but the man is practically bouncing on his feet.

“I’m sure it’s not that bad,” he shrugs, missing how her brows raised in slight offense. “I can handle it alright I’m a big boy.” Y/n glances at her Peter, who was looking rather anxious by the request.

“Uhh, Peter I don’t think that’s a good idea—.” Before the boy could get the words out Y/ns lifting her wrist and a bright red light sends Peter (3) flying to the ground several feet away. His body starts to convulse, grunts leaving his mouth and red sparks are lighting his chest. “Y/n!!” Peter (1) shouts, moving to the fallen Peter. He reaches out to take the electrical wire off but flinches when it sparks his hand.

“Just give it another few seconds,” she tells him, walking over to where they were at—not missing how the older Peter was looking at her with eyes wide. Mj had her hand to her mouth and Ned was trying not to smile at the fact he saw a widows bite up close. When the shock from the electric probes wore off seconds later, the tall Peter rolled to his side catching a deep breath. The pain from the voltage was gone and he could breath again.

Boots filled his vision, and a gloved hand was reaching down. His eyes raised and he say Y/n learning down with a smirk that read, ‘next time, don’t challenge me.’ He knew he should feel angry by what she did, but honestly he couldn’t help but feel slightly aroused. She was a force to be reckoned with, and Peter (3) found himself liking it.

“Y-you,” he finally found his voice, taking her outreached hand in his. “You are an amazing woman.”

Y/n felt herself laughing—finding it amusing he would have that reaction after she just blasted him on his ass. “I know,” she winked at him and tone full of playfulness. The assassin helped him on his feet, removing the now disarmed wires from his shoulders. “Now that we’ve settled that, are we ready to get started?”

Shaking off the events from his head—and slightly uncomfortable feeling seeing the two flirt with each other—Peter (1) runs back to the table. “Alright,” he looks to Mj, “what’s that thing you always say? ‘Expect disappointment and—.”

“No, no, no.” She cuts him off, determination painting her face. “We’re gonna kick some ass.” Y/n smirks, catching her eye and winking to her. Everyone agrees, nodding along although the older Peter couldn’t help but say, “Cure. Cure some ass.”

“Cure that ass,” Ned hums, and Peter (1) smiles turning to Y/n who was looking at him like a proud older sister.

“You’re coming with us right?” He asks with hopeful eyes, and they all wait for her response. She answers by shaking her arms, red glow emitting from the bracelets and face full of perseverance.

“Like I said, Spider. Arachnids gotta stick together.”

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writing-by-gayrainbowbridge · 3 years

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Keep Fighting

Inspiration From This Lovely Prompt By murdermuffinkink:

Loki and Tony are in abusive relationships with each of their partners. Loki had long since given up on getting out of his own but when he sees Tony still struggling and fighting against Steve, he decides that if he can't get out of his own abusive relationship with Thor, he can at least help Tony get out of his.

⚠️Warnings: Abusive Relationship(s), Implied/Referenced Abuse, Implied/Referenced Rape/Non-Con, Omega Verse, Self Harm, Suicide Attempt, Etc.⚠️

Enjoy 💚❤

Loki had given up nearly two hundred years ago in getting away from Thor. He tried many times but Thor had a tight hold on his leash, never letting Loki get far.

So, after what felt like a thousand years of fighting his relationship with Thor, he finally gave up and gave in, simply letting it happen. At least it was less painful when he was pliant and obedient.

When he had fallen from the Bifrost, he had thought for a minute, maybe he could finally be free. Free of Thor and all the hurt he'd caused. But it was never so easy for him.

Thor managed to get his hands back on Loki after he lost during the attack on New York. Thor was determined to never let Loki slip away again, using Loki's 'evil villain' status as an excuse to restrict Loki's magic to the point that it was barely there anymore.

Loki didn't tell anyone of how he was tortured for months and forced to attack Midgard. Who would believe him?

For a minute, Loki had been glad he lost. It was always the plan to lose, to be captured by the Avengers and taken back to Asgard and thrown in a cell. At least then, Thor wouldn't be able to touch him again.

But Thor never ended up taking him back to Asgard. He had instead asked Steve Rogers, the leader of the Avengers group if Loki could stay on Midgard.

Thor had played all teary eyed, telling the Avengers how he knew Loki was good inside, how he just needed some time to remember who he was. Not that Loki could forget. He remembered who he was before Thor had taken his whole world and freedom away from him. There had never been a choice for him.

Steve had agreed to let Loki stay, apparently moved by Thor caring so much for the wayward villain, so long as it was at the Tower where the Avengers could keep an eye on him.

They figured out soon enough why that was, how Thor cared for Loki as a lover. It sickened Loki that the Avengers didn't have a problem with it, that it was completely fine.

Sometimes, Loki had dark thoughts. Sometimes he wondered what would happen if he simply ended it all. Would anyone notice? Would anyone care? He was sure Thor would but that wasn't because he cared. He would only be upset that he lost his favourite toy.

The only reason Loki hadn't tried was because one, it was ridiculously hard to kill himself, not because he wasn't able to go through with it but because he was a god. God's were terribly hard to kill. Loki would know. He'd tried to kill Thor hundreds of times before. Never mind how many times he'd tried to kill himself.

And two was because of a certain mortal genius.

Loki wasn't sure at first what it was about Tony Stark that drew him. Sure, Tony was rather handsome and very intelligent for a mortal but there was something else about him that Loki...related to. The nearly defeated look in his eyes that were always cast towards the floor.

It wasn't until Loki saw Tony with Steve that he understood what it was that drew him.

It was early in the morning, Loki always getting up before Thor, (because if he didn't, he would end up under Thor for the rest of the morning) sitting at the kitchen table. Loki didn't speak to the other Avengers much, opting to pretend he was too tired to talk so he didn't have to converse with anyone. Nor, he thought, did any of them want to.

Steve was making everyone breakfast like he did every morning, Natasha and Clint talking to one another. Bruce wasn't yet awake and Tony was a wild card. He could still be asleep or he could have been holed up in his lab, getting no sleep the entire night.

Apparently the latter as Tony arrived a little while later as Steve was serving up breakfast, Tony looking bleary eyed as he made a beeline for the coffee machine.

Steve turned his head, watching with a frown as Tony poured himself a mug. "You didn't come to bed last night."

"I got busy," Tony said with a slight shrug, giving Steve a gentle smile. "Did you miss me, Captain?"

Steve frowned disapprovingly. "I'm being serious, Tony. I told you not to be in the lab all the time."

Tony sighed as he filled a mug. "I've been getting plenty of sleep, alright? Relax, Stevie, I'm fine."

"Tony," Steve said, his tone taking on a slightly warning edge, stepping closer to the genius.

Loki was the only one who saw Tony flinch, eyes flicking down to the floor. "I'll try not to go in the lab so much, okay?"

"Good," Steve said with a nod, a smile suddenly on his face at Tony's agreement. "Want some breakfast?"

Loki glanced at Tony who wasn't smiling, eyes down at his drink as he nodded his head. Tony looked up at the others, almost like he was checking to see if anyone had noticed and frowned when he saw Loki watching him.

But Loki didn't look away and neither did Tony. Not until strong arms suddenly wrapped around Loki from behind and a voice spoke in his ear. "There you are, Loki."

Loki didn't greet Thor back, instead tearing his gaze from Tony's as he looked pointedly back at his plate of untouched food.

After that, Loki continued to watch how Tony acted around Steve. He was always defiant at first, always arguing with whatever Steve told him but as soon as Steve made one threatening movement, so subtle that nobody but Loki noticed, Tony would immediately shut up and agree with whatever Steve had said.

There was a difference between him and Tony though. Tony was clearly still fighting back whereas Loki had already given up.

It was...refreshing though it hurt, reminding Loki of a time he used to fight back too. He didn't want to see Tony suffer how he did but he didn't know how he was meant to help without alerting Thor or even Steve to what he was doing.

But Loki would try to help Tony fight.

Because if he couldn't save himself, he could at least try and save Tony.

...

Tony wished he could get away from Steve sometimes. That he could simply leave.

But he couldn't. Nobody would listen to an Omega complain about how their Alpha abused them. Abused Omega's were always ignored, told that they were overreacting, that they were too soft and couldn't handle a little pressure.

Of course, he could always just kick Steve out of the Tower, make him leave. But that could cause more problems than Tony wanted to deal with. Fury would have his hide if he pulled something like that. As much as Tony didn't want to admit it, the world needed Captain America.

So Tony gritted his teeth and pushed through it. Besides, it wasn't so bad. Steve could get angry and a little too rough sometimes but it wasn't anything that Tony couldn't deal with.

And it had been fine until he realized he wasn't the only one who was being forced into a relationship he didn't want.

Jarvis had brought it to his attention, how Loki didn't eat much, barely got enough sleep and was constantly injured in some way.

Tony, despite being a genius, had been a little slow on trying to figure out how and why Loki was getting so hurt when all he did was lounge around the Tower.

But then he thought of Thor, how the god was always hovering over Loki. At least, Tony had assumed it was because he didn't want Loki getting up to no good. But it had been months since the attack and Loki hadn't tried to do a single evil thing in all that time.

It made Tony wonder if Loki was really that evil to begin with. For a guy apparently hellbent on ruling Earth, he had given up pretty damn easy, barely putting up a fight when Thor cuffed him. Almost like he had wanted to lose.

But that hadn't been the point. The point had been Loki getting hurt and as much as Loki was a villain, Tony didn't like people getting hurt under his roof.

It didn't take much snooping for Tony to figure out how Loki was getting himself hurt. Or more, who was getting Loki hurt.

Tony hated it but he knew there was nothing he could really do. He had gone up against Thor before with his suit and if Steve hadn't stepped in, he wasn't sure what would have happened.

Besides, it wasn't like Tony was in a better position. Steve would be furious if he found out Tony was taking a villains side or say he was being influenced somehow.

Still, Tony wished he could punch Thor and make it hurt.

But what was one little Omega going to do against a literal god? How could he help Loki when he could barely help himself?

...

"What were you thinking, Tony?!"

"I just—"

"That's right! You weren't thinking, were you?"

Loki watched along with the other Avengers as Tony was shouted at by Steve, doing nothing to stop it. Apparently the mission had gone sideways and Tony had nearly gotten himself extremely hurt, throwing himself into the line of fire to protect one of the others.

Loki wasn't sure why Steve was so upset. They were superheroes, weren't they? It was their job to protect and if they got hurt, that was a part of the risk.

Of course, Loki hadn't been there to see it for himself. He wasn't trusted to go on missions with the Avengers (nor did he want to) so he had to stay at the Tower with Thor watching him. Only, Thor did a lot more than simply watch him. His hips were already bruising from the blond's harsh grip.

Tony was staring at the floor now, not even trying to defend himself as Steve lectured on and on. Nobody said anything until Steve finally finished, taking a breather.

"Come on, Tony," Steve said finally, grabbing Tony's wrists in a too tight grip and dragged him to the elevator before anyone, even Tony, could get a word out.

Loki watched them go, fingers twitching in his lap, itching to race after the pair and yank Tony away from Steve but he couldn't. Without his magic, he was useless to help. All it would do was make Steve angrier and Thor would be even less impressed.

Loki saw Tony later in the day. Loki was on the couch, reading a book. Thor was thankfully down in the gym training and had ordered Loki to stay in their room.

Of course, Loki hadn't listened. Just because he had given up on getting away from Thor, it didn't mean he listened to everything the Thunder god demanded of him.

So when Tony walked into the kitchen for coffee, Loki watched the slight limp the mortal sported with narrowed green eyes.

As if knowing he was being watched, Tony turned his head, looking surprised to see Loki sitting on the couch. "Oh, hi Lokes. I didn't think anyone would be out here."

Loki raised an eyebrow, glancing at Tony's wrists and noted the bruises ringing around each one, just barely hidden beneath his long sleeved shirt. "You sound disappointed."

"No, I'm not, I just..." Tony sighed. "Never mind."

Loki frowned slightly, sitting up a little straighter. "Steve has been...treating you right lately?"

Tony stared at him, eyes going a little wide. "Excuse you."

Loki looked pointedly at Tony's wrists making the genius glance down at them and pale, quickly tugging the sleeves down.

Loki sighed, shaking his head. "Why do you put up with it? You could leave him."

Tony looked up at him, still looking rather pale though almost angry but it didn't seem to be directed at Loki. "Like you with Thor?"

Loki gave Tony a surprised look. He didn't think anyone had realized what Thor did to him.

"Jarvis," Tony said simply in explanation.

Loki pressed his lips into a thin line. "That's different."

"How exactly?" Tony asked, setting his mug on the kitchen bench as he walked over to Loki.

Loki glared at him for a moment but he wasn't angry. Just...upset. He thought Tony would understand.

But then, Tony hadn't given up like he had.

"You wouldn't understand," Loki whispered. "Nor do I want you to."

Tony's expression became a little sad, almost as if he did understand. Loki couldn't look at him as Tony sat beside him, gently leaning into the god who after a long minute, did the same.

Maybe Loki couldn't help Tony as much as he hoped but he could still do small things like this to show Tony he wasn't alone.

Or maybe Loki simply liked feeling that he wasn't alone himself.

...

Tony felt like he was minutes away from breaking down, constantly on the verge of tears as he did what he needed to throughout the day.

Steve had done something unforgivable last night. Tony could barely look at him the whole day though Steve had kept his distance. He didn't know why he was so surprised since Steve seemed to have no problem hitting him and yelling at him but this...

Tony had said no, had told him to stop and Steve...Steve just...

Steve raped him.

Oh god's, he was going to be sick—

"Anthony?"

Tony forced his slightly watery eyes up to meet those green ones he knew belonged to Loki. "O-oh. Hey, Lokes."

Loki frowned deeply, taking in Tony's tearful brown eyes. "What happened?"

Tony swallowed repeatedly, trying and failing to form words. How could he even begin to explain?

But Loki...Loki would understand. Loki knew what it was like...to be...to be...

A sob burst past Tony's lips before he could stop it and in one second and the next, he was gathered up in Loki's arms, held tight against the god's chest as Tony trembled, tears falling down his cheeks.

Loki didn't ask, didn't force Tony to talk. He didn't need to. Tony was sure Loki already figured it out on his own.

Loki didn't let him go though.

...

After that, Loki and Tony looked out for each other.

Whenever Loki came from the room he shared with Thor, bruises all over his aching body, Tony was there, offering to watch a movie together or hang out with him in the safety of his lab. It was either a distraction from the pain or a way to get away from Thor without him realizing it.

And when Tony came back after an argument with Steve or walked into the kitchen looking so pale that Loki barely had to guess what had happened, Loki would be there to pull the genius into his arms and hold him tight, letting him break down in his arms.

They both hid the abuse they endured from the others, either afraid of being judged as weak and pathetic or worried the others would think they deserved it and contribute to the abuse.

But they didn't mind so much because they had one another to keep each other from falling into their dark thoughts.

It took a while for both of them to realize that despite their situation, despite being in a relationship (even if it wasn't one they wanted) and despite both being Omega's, they wanted each other.

Tony realized first, Loki still being in denial, not because he didn't want Tony, much the opposite, but because he knew it would lead nowhere. If Thor found out he had feelings for someone else, Tony would be in danger of Thor. Loki couldn't do that to him.

It still didn't stop Loki from one day kissing Tony in the privacy of his lab, wishing things were different.

...

Loki knew he was going to get into trouble. If Thor caught him...

But it didn't matter. He didn't care anymore. He'd stopped caring about his own pain a long time ago.

Especially since the dagger was slowly bloodying his wrists. No, he wasn't trying to kill himself. There was no point. This wouldn't be enough to kill himself. Blood loss was nothing for a god.

But it was enough to cut through the magic restraints on his wrists.

Why would Loki risk Thor's wrath if he caught Loki doing this?

Because he had passed by Tony's room earlier in the day, had heard him scream and something in Loki ripped apart at the sound, making him throw all caution to the wind.

So he had gone through Thor's things, finding the enchanted daggers that Thor had taken from Loki and used them to cut the restraints off, ignoring whenever it cut into his skin. The pain was nothing to knowing that Tony was in danger from his Alpha.

As soon as he was free of the bands, he teleported from his room to Tony's, not caring for what he might find, only caring about protecting Tony, keeping Tony safe.

But surprisingly, he didn't find Steve there, towering over Tony. Though Tony was clearly not okay.

"Anthony," Loki whispered, kneeling down in front of the figure shaking at the foot of the bed on the floor. "Anthony, Darling, look at me."

Tony wouldn't meet his eyes though, legs against his chest. Loki took comfort in the fact that Tony was clothed though it didn't mean much. If it had happened again, Tony simply could have redressed himself before Loki arrived.

But that wasn't the case. Loki knew because he soon saw the cuts on Tony's wrists and felt his stomach lurch uncomfortably. Tony had tried to kill himself.

"Oh, Anthony, no..." Loki whispered, grimacing at the blood on Tony's hands.

"He s-saw it," Tony stuttered out, shivering slightly. "He saw it and h-he got angry and grabbed m-my wrists and i-it opened back u-up and he h-hit me and...and..."

"Sh, sh. Hush, Anthony," Loki murmured, taking Tony's hands, ignoring the blood over them.

Tony sobbed, shaking his head, trying in vain to tug his hands back. "I can't do it anymore. I c-can't, please, Loki. I don't want him to t-touch me anymore."

Loki's heart broke, remember thinking the same thing two hundred years ago. "You don't have to do this anymore, I swear it."

Tears streaked Tony's face as he continued shaking his head, shivering and muttering under his breath. "There's n-nowhere we c-can g-go and I can't l-leave you h-here with h-him."

Loki had been wondering why Tony hadn't simply got up and left yet despite all of Steve's abuse. Now that he knew why, he both wanted to hug Tony and call him an idiot.

"You won't be leaving me here with him," Loki said, gently brushing his fingers over the cut and was relieved to see his magic working to heal the self inflicted wound. "In fact, you're coming with me, off of this realm entirely."

Tony stared with wide eyes at the newly healed skin, then up at Loki. "You have you're m-magic back? How? W-when?

"About five minutes ago," Loki stated plainly. "Do you want to leave with me, Anthony?"

Tony took a shaky breath, nodding his head. "P-please."

That was all Loki needed to tighten his grip on Tony's hand, pulling him into his waiting arms, pressing his lips to Tony's like he'd been yearning to do since the first time in the lab.

He remembered the words Tony had told him that day after their kiss, echoing in his head now.

'Keep fighting, Loki. Keep fighting because you're all that's stopping me from giving up. Keep fighting for me.'

And Loki had. He had but now...now they didn't have to fight anymore.

In one moment and the next, the pair vanished from the floor of Tony's room and reappeared somewhere far away where neither of them could ever be hurt by any Alpha ever again.

...

@murdermuffinloki I was going to add Bucky into this but then I'd end up writing a whole damn book and I have enough to write as it is but I just couldn't resist writing a oneshot for this, hsusyjwdj. Hope you enjoyed! :D

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lostgreekgod · 3 years

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delusion

a/n: hello aaaaa i had @theaudacitytowrite give me a prompt for a loki x reader fic solely because I do not find entertainment elsewhere! anyways

word count: 2776 (shit got longer, but what can I say I'm very feely when it comes to angst)

warnings: angst. angst angst angst. some crying. there was this one mention of blood, tendons & stuff ? but that's about it have fun crying

pairing: loki x f!reader

summary: you and Loki have been together for quite some time now. what happens when his insecure self realizes that you love him? and that he does too?

another a/n: I feel like this could use a part 2 i might come up with it next week because I've got a 7 day break from school yayy lmk if you'd like that nexie

4 years. It had been 4 years, 3 months, and 27 days since y/n had shed a tear. But on this fine autumn morning, as the yellow and brown leaves rustled in the gentle winds, as the smell of coffee, pumpkin, and spice wafted in the air, she let a tear fall- courtesy of her lover. No, scratch that. Her ex-lover.

\\ 3 hours earlier \\

Humming a tuneless song, an exhausted y/n walked back to her room in the Avenger’s tower. A whole day of training wouldn’t be smart when she had a crucial mission to lead just the next day, but she wanted the mission to pan out exactly right. This wasn’t her first mission, but the stats were so much more critical compared to the missions she had been sent on before. A new rival organization was springing up in SHIELD’s radar, and they seemed as high as ever in spirit, regardless of how the Avengers had managed to crush HYDRA not so long ago. Apparently, according to a message they had received a few moments before, the up-and-coming organization had 4 junior agents in captivity, and in exchange for those agents, they wanted intel. Fury’s plan was to provide a hard drive with incorrect information with an embedded virus, and have the agents rescued before the rival agents decrypted the file and realized SHIELD’s play. Two birds with one stone, as he had phrased. y/n was going to go in with Natasha and Loki. Nat, because she was as light as a cat on her feet, and Loki because he had his seidr for illusions, teleportation, et cetera. This wasn’t going to be her first mission with her 4-month boyfriend either, but she was excited to be fighting alongside him, nevertheless. As she washed up in the shower, she heard her room door open and close with a click. Finally. She thought with a smile. She could go to sleep in her beloved’s arms for the few hours she had left for rest and relaxation before they set out. Putting on her nightgown, she left the bath. She saw how Loki was cocooned on her bed, arms reaching out towards her, a little smile on his face. Unlike her, the god didn’t train much- but he still looked tired.

“Hello, my little lioness. Whom did you beat up today? You do realize it is wiser to rest before a mission.” He said in a loud, lazy whisper. All y/n could do was smile sweetly at him and snuggle under the covers. He knew how the lack of training made her insecure about her ability to be stealthy. Instead of letting Loki’s arms wrap around her like most of the other nights, she spooned his chest instead. Loki’s eyes widened at the sudden gesture, his body tensing up at the sudden disposal of love. He had only given love; he had never been on the receiving side of it. Wait, love? He didn’t love y/n. He didn’t. That swell he felt in his chest every time he saw her was simply the result of the great appreciation and respect he had for her. Nothing more. He couldn’t love her. After all, everyone he had ever loved ended up being taken away from him.

Chuckling lightly, he hoped y/n wouldn’t catch onto his nervousness. “What are you doing my dear?”

Inhaling his scent, y/n mumbled, her eyes still closed. “Sleeping. Go to sleep my love. We have to be up in less than 3 hours.”

My love? Yes, y/n had called him that multiple times, but he had never thought much of it. Why was he suddenly so wary of it? Did y/n truly love him? No, maybe she wasn’t thinking. She was already worn out and sleepy, maybe she blurted it out accidentally. No one could love him. No one.

y/n sensed that he still hadn’t relaxed. Cracking her eyes slightly open, she asked lightly, “Is everything okay, love?” Loki’s brows furrowed at her question. There it was again. Love. Loving him was impossible. To love him would be delusional. A move of delusional stupidity. Blatant ignorance.

Loki shifted away from her and sat up, ignoring the throbbing in his chest when he heard her whine in response. He met her eyes only to be asked another question. “Love, what’s the matter?”

His heart clenched against his chest, suddenly the room was too hot. He had to understand what was going on. He had to figure this out before it was too late.

“Love?” he asked, his voice barely above a whisper.

y/n scanned his face, trying to understand the reason for his sudden withdrawal. She simply hummed in response.

Loki raised his eyebrows, indicating her to reiterate her response.

“Yes, what is the matter?”

“You referred to me as ‘love’.” He repeated, his tongue spewing out the last word like it was coated in dirt and grime.

“Yes, I suppose I did. Is something bothering you?” she asked again, placing her hand on his thigh as a gesture of concern.

How was he expected to ask her if she actually, truly loved him, without causing a kerfuffle? Without making it seem awkward, without losing her? What if she said she didn’t love him? What then? Would that make him feel better? Would that make him happy? A chill ran down his spine when he realized his answer. No. he wouldn’t be happy. In fact, he’d be terribly upset. He wanted y/n to love him. Shaking his head, he tried to heed logic over his emotion. He had to stop himself before he caused something he couldn’t fix. Before y/n realized the monster he truly was. He had to protect his beloved y/n, that would be the least he owed to her, after all that he had led her into.

He neutralized his expression, calming his breathing. This was for the best. He was the God of Lies, he did not deserve love after all that he had done.

“As a matter of fact, y/n, something is bothering me.”

y/n nodded, encouraging him to explain his predicament. “You can talk to me, love.”

Loki inhaled quickly, the use of the blasted term knocking him out of character for a second before he was able to regain his composure. He would ask the question directly. Right to the point, like he was doing business. That was the only way he could maintain his pretense without breaking down too soon. y/n might never forgive him after tonight, but to have her angry at him was so much better than losing her, on his account.

“Do you love me?”

y/n gasped lightly at the sudden question, her eyes widening at how Loki asked her about something so deep with no emotion in his voice. She sensed his sudden hostility, this coldness he was presenting her with. Sitting upright, she looked into his eyes. Nothing. She could read nothing from his expression. All she could pick up was this eerie sadness radiating off of him.

She decided to try reasoning with him. This sudden hostility meant something was bothering him at a much more personal level, and such issues mustn’t be dealt with before an important mission. She would know.

“We don’t have to do this today, Loki. We have to be up early tomorrow, and I doubt- “

“Answer the question, y/n.” Loki interrupted, his voice hardened like steel.

“Loki, we really mustn’t-“ she tried again.

“Answer, y/n.” he pressed.

y/n could only look at him and wonder what the cause was for the unexpected change in his demeanor. How was she supposed to tell him? How was she supposed to give the answer to the one question that could either make or break everything that they had together? How was she supposed to tell him that her love for him was far more than life? That he was her life? It didn’t matter how less time they had spent with each other; she knew him a lot longer before they had decided to begin their courtship, and she had fallen in love with him even before they had gotten romantically involved. She only fell harder for him after she saw how he truly was. How broken and vulnerable, how he yearned for a place in someone’s heart, how he wished someone could love him without any foretold conditions. How he wished to be free. Loki’s eyes widened as realization dawned upon him. y/n’s lack of response answered his question. She did love him. But he had to hear it from her. That was the only way he could finish this for good. For his y/n.

“I’m waiting.” He prompted, slightly flinching at the coldness in his voice.

y/n’s eyes flicked over to his, her skin eliciting goosebumps from the steely nature of his voice. He had never been like this to her. The last time she had seen him like this was when he was under Thanos’ control. Breathing deeply, she reached out and held his hands, shutting her eyes for a moment.

“Yes. I do. I love you,” she whispered, blood pounding against her ears. Her heart convulsed in her chest when Loki didn’t reply. She cracked her eyes open, her fingers growing cold at Loki’s unchanged demeanor.

Loki’s chest heaved at her response. ‘I love you,’ she had whispered, her eyes shut at the vulnerability of their situation. He already knew what she was going to say, but to hear it from her own mouth, her voice tiny as ever in fear that he wouldn’t return her feelings had him gasp slightly. His blood ran cold, his mind freezing at another realization. He loved her too. Of course he did. How could he have been so blind? He loved her so much, he hadn’t even noticed. Finish it! Finish it right now! Before you make things worse! His mind screamed at him. He knew what he had to do. Swallowing, he tried to memorize the feel of her hands against his. This was all he was ever going to have. A memory. A memory of his little lioness, a memory of what he would have had if he was someone different. Someone nicer, better. Someone not him. He pulled away from her, and met her eyes, his expression stoic and emotionless. Like the monster he was.

“Pity.” He whispered, his heartbreaking at how y/n’s eyes widened. He thought he experienced heartbreak when he lost his mother. As destructive as that moment was, many years ago, he believed he wouldn’t feel anything over this. After all, you can’t break something that’s already broken. But boy, was he wrong. This was heartbreak. And apparently, it's even worse when you go through it a second time. His veins felt like ice, his head heavier than ever. He could feel his throat closing up, all he wanted was to rip his heart out of his chest. He didn’t deserve her. Hell, he didn’t deserve to live after all that he had done.

“What?” came y/n’s voice, a little barely over a whisper. He couldn’t help but notice how her voice was heavy, laced with hurt.

“It’s a pity you think you love me.” He reiterated, his words chapping away at his already cracked heart.

y/n couldn’t process the event unfolding in front of her. Loki didn’t love her. No, worse. Loki thought it was stupid that she loved him. If she had any concern for her dignity, she would ask him to leave. But she loved him far too much. She decided to try one last time. Straddling him, she reached over and cupped his face in his hands, pressing her lips against his ice-cold ones. He was shocked for a moment, and before he realized, he was kissing her back. I love you, he wanted to say. I love you too. But all could do was try and engrave in his mind the feeling of her soft lips on his, the warmth of her hands against his cheeks. This was the end. He had to use all his willpower not to pull her in his arms and deepen the kiss, and whisper sweet nothings in her ear.

Breaking away, y/n whispered, “it may be stupid that I do. Pathetic, even. -It isn’t pathetic. I love it.- Honestly, not one day goes by where I don’t face criticism about how I must be an ignorant fool to love someone like you. But what these people don’t understand, is that they are the ones that are ignorant. They do not see you as I do, and although I wish every day that they would, I doubt it will ever happen. You are, the best thing that has ever happened to me. That ever will happen to me,” she says, taking his hand and placing it over her heart. “Can’t you feel this? This is what I feel every time I think of you- this is how I feel every time you merely breathe in my direction. -You are the reason I still exist, my dear. You keep me tethered to the outside world.- My love for you has been in existence for far longer than our courtship. I wish I could do more than just tell you how much I love you, if I could, I would give you anything, everything you’ve ever wanted; my heart was yours the moment I set eyes on you 2 years ago. So take it, trample over it- it was yours to do anything with anyway. -So was mine. I am yours, just as you claim to be mine.- I love you, Loki Friggason, and I refuse to stop. -I love you too, my darling y/n. but I must do this. For you. Forgive me.-”

All Loki could do was hold in all those thoughts he desperately wanted to put in words. He could feel his eyes well up, his chest convulsing for the umpteenth time. Inhaling her scent, he hoped he would remember the sweet smell of chocolate and wine she always smelled of.

With great restraint, he pushed her off of him, his heart churning at y/n’s gasp. Her heart cracked at his dismissal. He couldn’t look at her while he shattered her heart, while he ripped it right off the pedestal. This was the end.

“You say all this, but you mean nothing by it, I assure you. I have encountered numerous midgardians professing their love for me, but I can tell when someone lies y/n. And it is very clear to me how you are simply overwhelmed. You do not love me. You are simply but a blatant, ignorant fool.” Could his heart shatter any further? Apparently, yes. It clawed at his chest, pain searing in his bones. He would feel all of it. He would embrace it.

He forced his lips to morph into a twisted, sickening smile. Agony. That is what he felt. Fresh burning agony, like fire in his tendons.

“What we have is all but a product of boredom. I was simply bored, silly mortal.” He looked up at her when she gasped, her hand on her heart. It was almost as if he could hear it shatter. All he wanted to do was hold her and weep. Tell her how sorry he was. Tell her how he wished he was the person she truly deserved. Instead, he was going to crawl into a ball and wish for death.

He got up to leave. Once and for all. Shutting his eyes for a moment, he willed his tears to sink back to wherever they came from. He didn’t deserve to cry.

“Did I ever matter to you?” he heard her whisper. Deciding not to answer, he stepped towards the door before she called to him. “Did I, Loki?” she asked again, her voice steadier. There was the woman he had hopelessly fallen in love with. A lioness, she certainly was.

He turned around to look at her, the same lifeless smile dancing across his lips. If he was someone else, he would have been taken aback at y/n’s stoic expression. She would rise again. She would continue to live her life, and no one was going to stop her. Especially him. That was the lioness he knew of. The only evidence of her hurt was the tiny teardrops prickling in her eyes, which he could see only because of the morning sun rays peeking in through the gaps in the curtains. She never cried.

“No,” he breathed, swiftly exiting through the door before she could see the tears that had traitorously fallen onto his cheeks.

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immersed-in-mischief · 2 years

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To Have & To Hold (Loki x OFC) Chapter 46

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Chapter 46

Madison looked so proud with herself as she watched her family enjoy the pancakes she had helped with his morning. Of course, after helping her Papa flip a few, she lost interest and went to watch a show while the rest were being prepared. After putting the boys down for their morning nap, Jessica stopped by the laundry room to switch out the load for the day and moved on to washing the dishes from breakfast. Upon hearing Maddie’s laughter, she glanced out the kitchen window towards the play set to find her daughter squealing in delight as her daddy pushed her higher on the swing than Jessica was completely comfortable with at the moment, but she tried to take a deep breath and let go of her urges to control like her therapist had taught her.

“Maddie sure seems happy to have her daddy back home…”

Jessica turned to find Natasha standing behind her.

“Yeah…”

Stepping forward to start to rinse the items that she had washed so far, the two watched the interaction in front of them.

“How are you handling it, Jess?”

Letting her focus drop to the dish in her hand, Natasha couldn’t help but notice how her best friend was using a little more force than was necessary on the syrup covered plate.

“I don’t know, Nat. Honestly, it’s still hard to believe he is even here right now. Madison has already reattached herself to his side and I see the boys warming up to him, but I can’t help but be scared for them. Knowing firsthand what’s it like to have your father walk out on you, I never thought that would happen to my kids. I know he is trying, but we’ve been through this before and I can’t do it again. I can’t get comfortable and let him into our lives, just to watch him drop us again when it doesn’t suit his mood. His life simply isn’t here anymore. Loki has made that quite clear. I just worry that I’m going to have three broken hearts on my hands instead of just hers this time. It took so long for her to stop asking for him. Six months… like it was nothing. Hell, he was barely around before that. I would sooner die than to be apart from my babies for that long.”

“I know, babe. I really think he’s trying this time though. The papers seemed like a real awake up call to him.”

Jessica froze at the mention of the divorce degree and tried to steady her breath.

“You…uh… you know about that? He told you?”

Nat knew to continue with her task and not to focus on Jessica directly in order to keep her talking. Washing another plate and setting it in the rack beside her, she looked up to find Loki now chasing Madison through the yard.

“Loki asked Thor and I if we knew about it, but Tony was the one that gave us the full story thanks to the scotch flowing through his veins last night. He was downright brutal to Lohk, but somehow, he kept a level head and the glass he was holding was the only casualty of the evening as Stark threw some punches below the belt… why didn’t you tell me, Jess? Why go to Tony?”

She sighed as she drained the sink and moved on to reassembling the baby bottles that were now clean and dried.

“I hadn’t planned to, but he was just there that night. I still feel foolish to think that my husband was just going to walk in like the last year hadn’t happened and celebrate our anniversary with me. Hell, the last time I saw him, he was doing just fine without me. That night, I just wanted someone to be angry with me. I didn’t want to be given hope any longer. I wanted to just… let go. Somehow, I thought it would make the pain go away somehow if I stopped caring. Sitting in that hotel room that weekend, I just wanted him to hurt as much as he hurt me. I guess I thought serving him with divorce papers would insult him. Remind him that he wasn’t the center of my universe and that not everyone saw him as this mighty king of Asgard. When the file was delivered to me and I saw our names printed on them, it became real. I hate to see what the hotel bill looked like after that night… I lost my mind, Natasha. I just remember screaming and crying and breaking everything that I could. By the time we got back to the compound, and I saw the sweet faces of those kids, I lost my courage to send them to Asgard for him to sign and put them away in the dresser with my wedding ring. I knew it wouldn’t change anything… Loki was gone either way. He promised me the day we mourned the miscarriage together that I would be a mother one day. I was a mother now and he was moving on to become a king. It’s just been a tough pill to swallow knowing I’ll never be able to give him what he wants. I can’t make Loki happy, Natasha, and I’ve accepted that finally. I just have to step back and let my kids enjoy their time with their dad while they have it.”

Natasha had no words for her as she watched the pain return to Jessica’s face. This was the most she had opened up to her since returning from Asgard. As much as she hated to, she knew she had to bring up the topic her best friend had intentionally avoided.

“He told us what happened… the night you left. Loki told us about the kiss and the dinner you had planned.”

Jessica’s lip started to tremble as she turned away from her to glance out the window. Loki and Maddie were now sitting in her sandbox as they talked and looked to be building some sort of structure. Keeping her back to her, she wiped away the single tear that had slipped down her cheek.

“Let me guess, he said it was a one-time deal and was a mistake in the heat of the moment? I’m sure he gave you the same sob story he told me.”

Nat hugged her from behind and watched the scene that Jess was focused on outside.

“He did. He also told us what you believe as well, Jess.”

“Don’t tell me you believe him Nat! You saw the way he acted while you were there. He changed when he left for Asgard. I was difficult and he left and me being there with him changed nothing. If he had been more focused on us instead of the whores in and out of his bed, I wouldn’t have needed your help. Hell, I nearly died and almost took those babies with me. The man I married wouldn’t have let me out of his sight after something like that! Instead, he couldn’t get away from me fast enough. Even the time he was there it was like he wished he was somewhere else. You even said so yourself on the day he left. I was making him miserable and was unfair to him. I didn’t even have the chance to fix it before he gave up on me. I sent him to Asgard instead of Thor and it ended my marriage. That’s on me. He was the one that stopping fighting to for us though. He wanted separate rooms and separate lives. Loki shut me out and found someone else to fulfill his needs when I couldn’t. I doubt he had to try that hard and maybe that’s why he had no problem staying in Asgard. Who wouldn’t want to climb into the future king’s bed!? Especially one with a wife like me.”

The alarm on Jessica’s phone went off and she wiped the tears from her face and moved towards the backdoor before Natasha had a chance to respond.

Loki looked up from the sandcastle to see Jessica heading towards them. She wasn’t even halfway across the yard before he recognized the look on her face. His wife had been crying and it broke his heart.

“Maddie, give Mommy a hug and a kiss. It’s time for her to go. Be good for Daddy and Nat-Nat today, please. I’ll be back before dinner.”

Madison immediately stood and obeyed her like it was part of their routine. He watched the two exchange their goodbyes as Jessica knelt down in front of her.

“You bing me ‘prise from da big sto?”

“Maybe. Remember, you have to be a good girl to get your surprise though.”

“Yes, Mommy. Maddie pomise!”

Jessica gave him a glance before standing to leave.

“Wove you, Mama. Missu!”

“I love you too, baby, and Mommy will miss you like crazy.”

With one more look at him, she turned and made her way back into the house as Madison resumed her playing. Loki watched as she slipped back through the backdoor.

“Madison?”

“Mmmhmm.”

She continued to play with the figures in her hand as she dug a hole next to them.

“Where is Mommy going?”

The little girl kept her focus on her task and didn’t seem effected by her mother’s departure.

“Hur Mommy time way from me and brudders so see get bedder an be happy ‘gain. See go to da wed sto and gets diapas for brudders and pecial pise for Maddie! … Daddy?”

Her answer only made him more curious, and he pushed the thought aside, deciding to speak with Natasha about it later.

“Yes, little love?”

“Maddie can has ‘nack now?”

He stood and dusted the sand from his clothes before taking her hand into his.

“A snack sounds lovely, sweet girl. What would you like?”

The look on her face as she thought really hard about the question was adorable. A smile spread across his lips as he looked down at the beautiful blessing walking beside him.

“Mmm apple use and fishies.”

“Apple juice and fishies? What fishies, darling?”

Looking up at him, she looked confused at the question.

“Maddie’s fishies, Daddy. Da onge ones!”

Closing the backdoor behind him, he spotted Nastasha in the kitchen and reached out for help.

“Alright, love, tell Nat-Nat what you want for your snack. Maybe she knows what Maddies’ fishies are.”

With a nod she turned and headed towards the pantry as she called out over her shoulder.

“Do you want apple juice with your fishies, little miss?”

“Yes, pwease.”

Loki watched as she reappeared and handed him a bag of Goldfish crackers.

“Ah… the orange ones.”

He turned to grab a bowl from the cabinet and shook his head.

“She talked about a red store too. How does she already know so much?”

Nat put the lid on the toddler cup and slid it over to Maddie who was now sitting at the kitchen table patiently waiting.

“You have Noel and Annika to thank for that one, Lohks. Those girls were amazing with her. Before she was even forming more words, they worked with her every day on her colors. Just before the twins were born, she was able to point to the color you said before she could say the word. Maddie can also count to ten and has been working on recognizing letters. She’s a smart little girl and soaks up everything like a sponge.”

The way she had picked up on the emotions around her made more sense now. It seemed that she had her father’s desire to learn, and it made him proud.

“I’ve already seen that firsthand. She’s aware of the negative feelings towards me.”

Making sure that the little girl was occupied with her snack as she flipped through a book she brought to the table with her, the two stood in the kitchen and watched her as they quietly conversed so she wouldn’t hear them.

“Who told you that?”

“She did Natasha. Last night she asked me to read her the story of Prince Loki and his princess. She was confused as I explained that it was about her parents. Her little face was sad to learn that I was Loki. Apparently according to her, Papa says mean things about Loki, Loki makes her mother sad, and you get mad at Tony because of it. Then my brother distracts her with an activity away from the conversation. My daughter is already aware of the pain and destruction I leave in my wake and she’s barely two. It’s only a matter of time before she sees me in the same light. These children deserve a much better father than they’ve been given.”

Pushing herself away from the counter, she turned to face him, leaving her back to the little girl that looked so much like him.

“Hey, look at me.”

Loki found the strength to pull his attention away from his daughter and met Natasha’s eyes.

“Madison will never think of you that way, Lohk. You are her daddy, and she will always love you because of it. I had no idea that she already understood the problems around her, but now that I do, I will personally make sure that it doesn’t happen again.”

They were both quiet for a minute before she returned to her spot beside him.

“What does my wife do during Mommy Time, Natasha? Our daughter said she does it to get better and be happy again. What am I not being told?”

He heard her sigh and take a deep breath.

“Jess has a weekly appointment with a therapist every Tuesday at 11am. The entire first month they were back, she refused to leave her room and wouldn’t let the kids leave her sight. We had to bring Madison her meals and play with her in her bedroom to occupy her. Most days, Jess never left the bed. It was like she was still on bedrest somehow. When I came back home after the boys arrived, I made sure to have supplies on hand for them just in case. Luckily, we already had diapers and two bassinets for them.

After nearly a month, I was finally able to talk her into getting help. After the postpartum depression she went through with Maddie, I recognized it immediately. It was so much worse this time, Loki. After a few appointments that first week, she started letting us make some changes. That’s when we switched her office into a nursery for the boys and made Maddie’s nursery into a big girl room since she wasn’t using her crib anymore.

Now, she goes out by herself every Tuesday. After her appointment, she makes a Target run for the kids and enjoys time by herself for the afternoon. I think it’s helped her to get a break. Everything else in her life has been pushed aside for those kids and she’s lost sight of her own identity outside of being a mom. Jessica doesn’t talk to any of us about anything other than the kids. She just bottles it all up inside. That’s why we didn’t even know about the divorce papers or what made her come back from Asgard. That girl shut me out a long time ago and just… gave up on living her life. She’s not herself anymore and part of me thinks that she wasn’t completely over her postpartum before getting pregnant again. With everything that happened and having such a traumatic pregnancy and delivery, along with the hormones of two babies, it’s so much worse this time. I think her ‘Mommy Time’ is the only thing keeping her head above water… Jessica’s drowning Loki, and she won’t let any of us save her.”

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stanknotstark · 3 years

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Commanding Loki (just kind of happens)

Summary: You’re not really sure how it happens but you begin commanding Loki, the God of Mischief, around. To everyone’s shock, he happily obliges to your commands.

The first time you do it in front of the Avengers they all kind of stop in shock.

"Loki, get me a soda before you sit down." You told rather than asked the God.

You were too busy looking at a tablet Tony had lent you to see him stop in his tracks. He glared at the Avengers looking at him, ready to attack him as if he was thinking about attacking you for giving him an order. They weren't wrong but only because you did it in front of everyone. Probably.

He got you a soda and sits next to you, rolling his eyes at your nonchalant thanks.

The next time it happened was kind of a life or death situation.

"Loki, leave the room right now and calm yourself," You checked Thor's pulse through the gushing blood which made him slippery as an eel, "You either calm yourself and I’ll let you back in or you can sit out there like a petulant child. Go."

Natasha looked at you as if you were crazy, her hands pressing a t-shirt to Thor’s wound tightly. Loki heeded her no mind though and did as you told him.

He was welcomed back within 15 minutes.

Next, you do it more to push boundaries because Natasha had a conversation with you after Thor's fiasco. She's finds it quite funny that he obeys you like it's second nature but if anyone else dared do it he wouldn't hesitate to threaten their life. Trust me, Tony had wanted to test his boundaries and tried to do it too. Needless to say, Tony wouldn't be doing it again any time soon, he was still pissy some very expensive pieces of furniture got destroyed.

So one day while you and Loki are hanging out with Natasha, like you all consistently do because you three enjoy silence but companionship at the same time. You look across at Nat and grin, making sure Loki doesn't see it and commence your plan.

"Loki," Loki looks up from his book on midguardian foods newly introduced from 1996 to 2010, a questioning frown on his face, "Pass me the remote."

It's simple enough, nothing too strenuous. Yet.

"You have two perfectly functioning arms." Loki mutters but grabs the remote and gives it to you. You give him a genuine smile and you can see he has gone soft in the eyes before he looks at his book again.

You glance at Nat with raised brows, she looks away with a smirk as you turn on the TV. Flicking through channels you finally settle on reruns of Stranger Things. Natasha gets interested and you kind of watch but mostly you're thinking about commanding Loki to do something else but what? Loki keeps looking at his book but you see him glancing up often to watch the show too.

"Hey, Cowboy," Loki growls at the name, it had come up when Thor told you he used to call him a cow for his horns, "Don’t sit like that you'll get scoliosis....if a God can get that." Loki who had slouched forwards blinked at you and sat up straight in shock from the bad posture. When you see him glower at the TV you smile, he's probably cursing midguardians for ruining his good posture.

"Thanks." You whisper.

Loki hums carelessly and puts his book down to instead watch the show. Natasha coughs into her hand (a hidden laugh, you knew Nat too well), Loki eyes her suspiciously, looks at you, then focuses back on the TV. You force yourself, with great resolve might you add, to not laugh. You let things settle again before you try the ultimate command.

"Ugh." You start, rolling your right shoulder around and poking at it as if it hurts. You're literally about to tell Loki to massage it for you but you’re struck by paralyzing shock. Loki had noticed your 'discomfort' and moved closer to you. Lifting his hands towards your shoulder he stopped and looked at you with a tilted brow, asking consent.

Aww how sweet.

You nodded and shifted so he had better access to your back. One hand landed between your shoulders on your back and the other pinching the area where your shoulder met your arm and began massaging.

Shocked you let him staring at the TV but not knowing what is going on on the show. Loki and you had touched before so it's not so out in the left field that you're concerned but he was massaging you in front of Natasha. Your thoughts turned to mush as he pushes and pulls your body so he could access all of your back and starts massaging your entire back. You couldn't help the little whimpers and soft moans of delight. Not only was this man a God but he was literally gifted God like hands, unfair!

After letting out another whimper Loki stopped. You felt him shift back to his original spot and so you did too. Glancing at him you saw a hint of flushed cheeks as he stared at the TV distantly. Natasha was outright staring at him with both eyebrows raised to her hairline, it looked like.

Loki cleared his throat and left with an offhand excuse.

Once Loki left the area Natasha's eyes fell onto you. She smirked lecherously but said nothing about what had just happened. Turning her attention back to the show when you shrugged your shoulders, completely flustered.

She asks, "So like, I don’t doubt Will is going to be found but does Barbara make it?"

You smile and settle into the couch, "You'll find out in a few episodes."

Natasha groans and you laugh. You know she hates not knowing but if she's truly desperate she can look it up on Google or ask Jarvis.

The next time you command him it's another crisis.

In short, Thor and Loki are arguing, both clearly in a ferocious rage in the kitchen. All the team is there to experience it this time too.

"No, Thor, I cannot simply understand why you would defend those inept idiots you call friends. If you think they're in the right you’re more brainless than I thought!" Loki yells at Thor who now looks like a kicked puppy and your motherly instincts kick in.

"Hey!" Loki looks at you shocked, this is the highest he's ever heard your voice, and probably the angriest too because you just don’t get mad. You have the patience of a Buddha God, Tony likes to say.

"You apologize to him right now, then you will listen to what your brother has say, and if you interrupt him I will show you just how minuscule a God can be to a non believer."

The entire kitchen is silent. Tony looks like he wants to flee the area, he's been on your angry side once before. Steve is practically engraving the table with his eyes. Natasha shrugs and continues eating her meal, the utensils clipping the plate the only noise in the room.

Loki looks at Thor and raises a brow. Thor, still looking at you, swallows and begins to talk, focusing on his brother again.

"Im trying to learn but I don’t know how to stay neutral between your feelings and my friend's-"

Loki opens his mouth but slams it shut when you snap your fingers.

"-i do not want to offend anyone but every choice i make I offend you and I’m sorry brother, I truly am. What can I do to amend things between us?"

Loki glances at you to see if he may talk now. At your nod he says, "Start by supporting your brother sometimes. I don't ask that you stand behind every argument between your friends and I but you never fail to support them, it seems. You can't please everybody Thor, and you can't stay neutral forever, at some point you have to realize that you have to pick a side and who's side."

Thor has lost to kicked puppy look but he now frowns and nods, staring at the floor with guilt. Loki's hand comes up, hesitates, then he places it on Thor's arm for a second and swiftly leaves.

When no one moves for a few seconds you clear your throat and they all go back to whatever they were doing before the argument escalated out of proportion, you included.

You realize you may have tiptoed the line of being fair with that last command so you let it rest for awhile, give Loki some space. He of course notices your avoidance because Tony had asked you what was up between you both, stating that the God had asked him if anything was bothering you. Usually Loki came to you with his concerns, not being the type of person to talk behind someone’s back.

You sigh and tell Tony you’re fine, that you’ll talk to him. So you head out from Tony’s lab and search for Loki. He isn’t in the living room, kitchen, or even his own bedroom. You remember him once stating that he likes read on the roof sometimes, Tony had build Loki a garden up on the roof at one point since Loki clearly missed the garden from home, Asgard. A small gesture but a true turning point for both Tony and Loki’s relationship you think.

Walking out on the roof you don’t see Loki in the garden so you murmur a few expletives and make your way back to the door when a voice calls out your name. You follow the sound and find Loki hidden on a corner of the roof, sitting on the edge of the building.

Walking up behind him you ask, “Can we talk?”

“You’ve never asked before, don’t see why you’d start now.” Loki says, no contempt in his voice though, it’s just very...neutral.

You force out a small laugh, hearing your own tenseness in it, “Ya, about that..”

You sit next to Loki letting your legs dangle over the ledge like Loki does now. His legs kick every once in awhile giving him an almost childlike appearance.

“First off, I’m sorry.”

“For what?” Loki looks at you.

“I was out of line the other day with you and Thor. Not just then I’ve been, well, commanding you to do things for me and that’s...it’s not...right?” You finish lamely, your face a big grimace but you look Loki in the eyes when you apologize.

“That’s why you’ve been avoiding me?” Loki says with mirth lingering in his words.

“Well, ya, is there some other reason I should have?” You squint at him suspiciously.

“No.”

Loki looks at you with an innocent look on his face, which you know is pure bullshit, but you let it slide. Shaking your head with a smile you then look out across the open skyline below you.

“Apology accepted.” Loki says after some time has past. Your shoulders, which had tensed involuntarily, now relax.

You don’t react, well more like force yourself not to, when you feel Loki’s hand come to rest atop yours which had been supporting you on the ledge. Loki lets his hand rest there before he gets more confident and intertwines both of your fingers. You smile, finally looking at Loki who is already staring at you brazenly.

“Kiss me.”

“What?”

“Did I fucking stutter?”

Loki smirks then leans in, his left hand coming to cradle your head at your jaw and kisses you. At first softly, as if testing the waters, then begins to put more passion behind it as you lean into him. His tongue gently swipes across your bottom lip and you open your mouth to let him explore.

If you thought this man had God like hands....

When you’re both breathless you part but keep your faces close together. Your eyes roam over his face, noting how young he looks right now, how vulnerable, and bite your lip. Loki’s eyes drop to your lips and uses a thumb to pull your lip from your teeth lest you bruise them more. “Don’t bite them, it is my job to bruise them.” Loki says breathlessly.

Much later, when it’s dark out, you both come back into the tower and make your way to the living room. The first person you see is Natasha who, legit, smiles at the look of you two. Tony who notices Nat smiling looks where she’s looking and whistles at the two of you who decide to share a love seat.

“Shut up.” You command the two of them.

You were sure the both of you made a pretty funny picture. Your hair was most likely tousled, too much so to just be from the wind, and Loki’s lips were nearly purple with bruising so no doubt yours were any less. Not to mention the both of you were too incredibly happy, which ya you being happy is normal but it was almost an alarming amount of giddiness and Loki doesn’t normally show his emotions so openly like this.

Tony smirks, raises a brow and points the remote at the TV. “Stranger Things?”

You, very much flustered, clear your throat and say yes.

#loki x reader #loki odinson #loki #reader insert #one shot #avengers #tony stark #natasha romanov #my writing #dudes i literally had this thought pop in my head while out eating dinner with my family for mothers day #and i was constantly picking up and putting down my phone to write it all in my notes #like i always have the best ideas while out doing something or when people need my attention gdi #but enjoy #commanding loki (just kinda happens)

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giorno-plays-piano · 3 years

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Vicious

Part VI

Pairing: Steve x reader, Bucky x reader, Thor x reader, Loki x reader, Peter x reader

Warnings: yandere, obsession, stalking, possessiveness, theft, mention of blackmail, all characters are adults.

Words: 1567.

Summary: Transferring to Stark Academy that has only allowed to take in female students last semester, you realize you are just one of three young women among hundreds of students. Your things are constantly being stolen, and soon you begin fearing for your safety.

Part I

Part II

Part III

Part IV

Part V

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You spent the rest of your evening like a somnambulist, barely able to concentrate on your projects before you went to bed, barely finishing half of the things you planned for today. Even the change of locks didn't make you as happy as you thought it would. It felt like something between a dream and a nightmare.

Lying in the dark, you stared at the ceiling, thinking of what happened just a couple of hours ago. Why did he do it? Was it just out of habit and didn’t mean anything? Naturally, with his appearance and easy-going attitude, he probably dated many girls and didn’t think much before kissing someone he liked.

Remembering the way he talked to you in the morning, you thought he must have pretended to be shy around you. Thor certainly wasn’t sheepish.

Was it all a sham? Was Loki right about all of them, playing their roles to get close to you? You couldn’t forget the way Thor looked the moment he told you about being smart. It was like something switched inside him, and for a second you saw the real Thor who was far from being your simple, good-natured athlete.

Why did you keep thinking about that stupid kiss even after seeing the man could be dangerous?

Aroused and angry, you tossed and turned until you fell asleep.

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Waking up was especially tough, despite the fact you didn't really do much yesterday, meaning you were going to spend your weekend studying. Shoot, and that's when you planned to visit that new chocolate boutique in the city. Maybe you could still make it if you spent more time studying today?

But then again, going to the city alone might be a bad idea. Even if the guys who stole your things were beaten, it didn't mean it had always been the same people following you. The school was full of weirdos, in the end. What if somebody went after you? Steve would definitely say you had to bring one of your guards with you.

Damn. It was better staying in the dorm then.

"Good morning! Are you ready?" Peter's voice broke through the silence, and you flinched, hurriedly applying some lipstick because you didn't have enough time to put your makeup properly.

Well, at least you were fully dressed.

"Just give me a second!" Picking up your bag, you put your shoes on and opened the door, looking at a young guy who's face was lit up like a Christmas tree. "Hi!"

He definitely liked what he saw, and you felt your cheeks growing hot from embarrassment. From the very start of the semester Peter acted very sweet around you, and you thought you could be friends with him. He wouldn't do something as ugly as blackmailing, would he? Thor said it too. Clearly, Steve was exaggerating.

"Did you sleep well? I've heard you changed your lock, so now it'll be better."

"Ugh, I hope so. But I still sleep with my dresser blocking the door." Sighing, started walking, afraid to look in the faces of other students, hurrying off to school.

They must have been disgusted, watching you being friendly with one guy after being all lovey-dovey with the other just yesterday. Although you didn't see anyone in particular, you were sure somebody saw Thor kissing you. And now you were walking the corridors with Peter.

"By the way, what's your Insta?"

What? Your Instagram? Whatever for? Although you had no idea why he needed it, you let him add you, by the time leaving the dorm and walking towards the main building.

Suddenly, Peter got pretty close, his arm on your waist as he lifted up his phone and hummed, "Look here and smile!"

Before you realized what he was doing, the boy kissed your temple, and you heard the sound of a photo being taken by his front-facing camera. What the Hell?!

"Peter!" Pissed at him, you quickly break free and stepped back, but he was already looking at his phone, editing the photo and posting it almost immediately.

You heard your phone buzz when he marked you on the photo.

"That's a good one. You look very cute here."

"What are you doing?!"

"Making a proof we're dating, of course?"

You were taken aback by the sincerity in his voice, and Peter smiled from ear to ear like an excited teenager, showing you the picture: it wasn't that bad, and you looked as if you were slightly embarrassed by Peter's closeness. Oh, of course. He had to convince his friends he was dating you, but he didn't kiss you on the lips that could make other people too suspicious. Instead, friends of Barnes or, say, Thor, would still think it was all for show, and it was their friend who dated you for real.

Shit, Steve's plan was incredibly complicated, and you didn't like it at all.

"Oh, alright." You mumbled, lowering your eyes to the ground, and Peter laughed.

"We'll make a TikTok dance later. If you wanna make people talk, just use your social media." He winked at you and put the phone in the pocket of his pants, resuming walking, and you moved along, your face still hot.

God, what did these guys got you into? You felt like you were lost in the middle of a play, not even having a script to read what was your role in all this.

Before you parted your ways, going to a different classrooms, Peter talked about videogames, the upcoming Resident Evil - apparently, his favorite franchise - and some Dota tournament, but you didn't know much about it, and Peter offered to show you his favorite games "because you can't spend all your time studying!"

He was as careless and sweet as always, but you couldn't get Steve's words out of your mind. Damn, if only you could know for sure that Peter didn't blackmail anyone. Who could you talk to about it? Obviously, not Peter himself, but every time he spoke you had that nagging feeling you needed to talk to him. You barely kept your mouth shut before he went to a different room.

Ugh, why didn't you transfer anywhere else when you still had a chance? Obviously, now you could only drop out of school, and it definitely wasn't something you were going to do.

Luckily, the next couple of hours you were busy with your classes, trying your best to prepare for the upcoming exams. The academy held high standards, and even though you were a good student, it still took lots of efforts to keep up the good work. How Thor even managed to get enrolled, judging by the fact he hated studying and often skipped classes?

Ah yes, he mentioned something about getting a scholarship from the academy for his success in the sport.

By the lunch time you were drained, listening to Peter chatting with an absent-mindedly epxression on your face. Funny enough, Peter's grades were better than yours, even though he spent much less time studying. What, was he some genius like Loki? You felt a little envy.

"I gotta go take my tracksuit, I have PE next," the boy said, and you nodded, throwing away the leftovers of your lunch.

As you stood close while he grabbed his sportclothes, you heard two guys talking behind the lockers to your right.

"Have you seen her today? She's with Parker!"

You tensed immediately. Of course, they were talking about you.

"Yeah, so what?"

"She was with Thor yesterday!"

Watching you froze on the spot, Peter stilled too, listening carefully. Oh shit, you hoped no one cared about who you went with - why should they, in the end - but, apparently, you were drawing too much attention simply because you were a girl among hundreds of male students.

"So what?" The other guy asked impatiently, growing tired of this conversation.

"Are you stupid? She's going out with them! I bet she's looking for a guy." The first student said with excitement, and you cringed. No, you weren't going out with anyone, you wanted to stop the weirdos from following you and steeling your things. Was it too much to ask?

"Yeah, who cares?"

"We have three fucking girls in the whole school, and you don't care if one of them could be going out with you? Besides, this one's pretty. I'd fuck her!"

You felt like you were going to puke any moment. Why on Earth did you decide to transfer to an all-boys school? It was like the whole school were a men’s room filled with stupid-ass guys, and you were locked inside, forced to listen them talk junk.

"You'd fuck a sheep, weirdo. Go get yourself a girlfriend if you can’t stop thinking with your dick.”

Laughing, the guy left, and his friend followed him, shouting something stupid while you breathed out a sigh of relief. Of course, you knew there would be some talk, but you didn’t expect it to be so... gross. Were you really gonna spend the two remaining years here?

Watching you getting frustrated, Peter gently touched you by the arm and said softly, “Don’t worry. They won’t talk rubbish about you.”

“What do you mean?” Suddenly thinking of Steve’s words, you blurted out exactly what you were thinking of the whole day, “Are you going to blackmail them with something?”

“I... what?”

Part VII

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the--sad--hatter · 3 years

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Steam - Chapter 1 (Loki x Reader)

Warnings - Loki, Smut, Violence & Gore, Swearing, Death, Angst, Dark Humour, Crack Humour, Shenanigan’s, Mutual Pining

Pairing - Loki X Reader (Slow Burn Romance), Enemies to Frenemies to Idiots in Love

Reader Description - Female, No physical descriptions, Only referred to by nicknames & Petnames (No use of Y/N)

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“So how’d you get the firepower? What’s your origin story?” Stark asked, peering at you curiously.

“Uh, this is my origin story…” You winced, sighing when he motioned for you to elaborate, “I got these powers about three days ago.”

It’s a tale as old as time, boy meets girl, boy tries to invade girls mind, girl sets boy on fire, boy turns into angry blue boy, they become sworn enemies.

When you suddenly become imbued with a power you have no idea how to control, Nick Fury picks you up and dumps you on The Avengers doorstep, deciding that they are best people to turn you from a wacky novice into a force to be reckoned with.

The power burning inside you has the potential to make you a hero, or destroy you completely, but your new fire based abilities are more than they appear, and in a stroke of spectacularly bad luck, The God of Mischief is the most qualified teacher to mentor you. With Loki guiding you, will you ever learn to control your power? Will you ever make it as an Avenger? Or will you crash and burn?

Only one thing is absolutely certain, when fire and ice collide, things are bound to get… steamy!

Chapter One - Ice Breaker

It was every bit as imposing as you’d imagined it would be, not that you’d ever imagined seeing it under these circumstances.

“Are you coming?” Fury barked at you, breaking you out of your slack-jawed awe.

You snapped your mouth closed and tore your eyes away from the legendary tower, looking at the doors where Fury was impatiently waiting for you.

“Coming!” You squeaked, scurrying over to him, “It’s just when you said you were taking me somewhere where I could safely learn to control my powers, I was sort of picturing an underground bunker in the desert, not the freaking Avengers Tower!”

“I utilise the assets I have, why would I send you away when I have a team of perfectly capable super-powered individuals?” He asked wryly, leading you across the lobby and straight past the security teams who did nothing to stop you both as you made your way into an elevator.

“I’m just saying, a heads up would have been nice.” You muttered petulantly, crossing your arms over your chest and tucking your hands out of sight.

You felt him look at you and studiously refused to meet his eye, staring instead at the numbers above the door as you were carried all the way to the top of the Tower.

“Heads up, you’re meeting The Avengers.” He shot back.

You could say what you liked about the former director of Shield, he was true to his word, because the elevator doors wooshed open to reveal a waiting crowd of Avengers, all of them staring at the man next to you with varying levels of annoyance and/or distrust. You diligently pattered after Fury as he stepped forward to greet them, looking around the room reverently.

The first person you laid eyes on was Tony Stark, Iron Man; the billionaire who had kicked off the modern age of hero’s, and next to him, Captain America, the first of the first, the OG Superhero. Stood behind the Captain was Sam Wilson, the Falcon and a personal favourite of yours, side by side with Bucky Barnes, the former Winter Soldier and poster-child for taking back control of your own fate. Clint Barton aka Hawkeye and the deadliest marksman in the world stood to the side with the Black Widow, deadliest person in the world full stop. In the back of the room two other figures were hanging back, emitting two very different aura’s. Doctor Bruce Banner eyed Fury with trepadition, and well-placed mistrust.

It was the last person in the room that the majority of your attention was reserved for, the tall, imposing god who skulked in the shadows. Contempt and boredom radiated from him, and you couldn’t safely say it was directed purely at Fury. He was also the only one who spared you more than a cursory glance, and you slowed to a stop as you found yourself trapped in his curious gaze. You stared back, trying to reconcile the villain who once tried to subjugate the planet with the one you were locking eyes with. It had been months since he had joined the Avengers, but it never stopped being strange to see him standing with them whenever you watched footage of them taking on whatever bad guy of the week they were battling. However, he had been fully cleared of any wrongdoing in the battle of New York, apparently he had been mind-controlled. As to why he was helping the Avengers, nobody really knew.

Someone cleared their throat loudly and you forced yourself to look away from the stupendously tall god, glancing around the room to see that you now had all eyes watching you expectantly. Apparently you’d zoned out for the introductions.

“’Sup?” You offered, waving in Tony Starks general direction.

“So you’re Fury’s fiery friend, what has that got to do with us?” Stark sighed.

“What, you think he bothered to explain his reasoning to me before dragging my ass up here?” You scoffed.

“She’s here because she has abilities, abilities that she is more likely to learn to handle among similarly gifted people.” Fury explained in a tone that brokered no argument.

Naturally, The Avengers argued.

“We don’t have anybody with fire abilities.” You heard Natasha Romanoff point out, just before you took the opportunity to zone out again.

You were absolutely certain that nobody cared very much what your opinion on the matter was, thankfully. You weren’t sure you had an opinion on the matter. It wasn’t like you had a lot of experience with these kinds of issues, and as far as you were away there wasn’t some superhero academy that you could enrol yourself in. Besides, you were much more interested in re-instating your staring competition with the god of Mischief.

In the brief time you’d been distracted, he’d stepped away from the shadows and moved closer to you, staring at you with his arms crossed.

You resisted the urge to inhale deeply, who knew ex-murderous gods would smell so nice? You looked up, and then up again.

“How tall are you?” You asked incredulously.

His gaze flickered down at you impassively, while you stared back and tried to mentally calculate his height.

“I’m a Frost Giant.” He stated coldly.

“Oh in that case, you’re kinda short.” You scoffed.

You were flooded with immediate remorse but it was drowned out by amusement.

“I beg your pardon?” He demanded, uncrossing his arms and stepping into your personal space.

“Down boy.” Iron Man sniggered, stepping between you. “So how’d you get the firepower? What’s your origin story?” Stark asked, peering at you curiously.

“Uh, this is my origin story…” You winced, sighing when he motioned for you to elaborate, “I got these powers about three days ago.”

“So you’re a baby.” He stated matter-of-factly.

“If I say yes does that mean I can just sit on the floor and cry until someone picks me up and holds me?” You asked, fully willing to give it a go.

It had been three days since your life had literally gone up in flames, three days of pinning your arms at your sides, afraid to close your eyes, afraid to let your guard down for even a split second, afraid to allow yourself to feel even an iota of emotion.

“So how did it happen?” The Captain asked firmly, getting the conversation back on track before you could find out if anyone would volunteer a hug.

“I, well, I kind of…” You trailed off and looked at Fury for help, but he just stared back at you, the bastard.

All eyes were on you as they waited for you to explain, nobody offering any kind of help. You exhaled forcefully and slumped your shoulders, tucking your chin so you didn’t have to look at them anymore.

“I ate a bomb.” You whispered.

There was a very long beat of silence before it was broken by several voices all at once.

“I’m sorry, what?” Stark demanded.

“What did it taste like?” The archer wondered, looking at you almost giddily.

“She didn’t eat a bomb.” Fury finally stepped in to clarify, “She absorbed the blast, after failing to defuse it.”

“Why was a civilian defusing a bomb in the first place?” Captain Rogers asked sharply, glancing at you in concern before turning back to Fury with a hard expression.

“I’m not a civilian, I’m actually an Agent.” You reasoned.

“She’s an Agent-In-Training.” Fury rebutted. “It was her first mission in the field.”

“Baby.” Stark reiterated, faking a cough and smirking at you when you scowled at him.

That was true, and you still didn’t think it was entirely your fault that the bomb had gone off. Yes you’d failed to diffuse it, but you were supposed to be watching the perimeter when you’d stumbled across the explosive device. It had less than thirty seconds on the clock, and you’d stupidly chosen to spend those seconds trying to stop it detonating instead of running away.

“And you put her on bomb duty? Were you trying to get her blown up?” The Black Widow demanded, and you almost laughed until you saw the serious expression on her face.

“There wasn’t supposed to be a bomb there, she was in the wrong place at the wrong time.” Fury shrugged, like it was inconsequential.

To him it probably was.

“She is still in the room, and I was exactly where you told me to be, when you told me to be there. If your intel was bad, that’s on you Mr Superspy.” You snapped.

“Oh I see it now!” Stark briskly announced, “You’re trying to pawn her off on us because she’s too sassy for you.”

“Precisely.” Fury admitted, surprisingly.

“In the words of shortstack over there,” You hissed, gesturing at Loki “I beg your pardon?”

“You don’t have the temperance to be an Agent.” Fury told you blankly, not bothering to soften the blow by at least telling you this in private instead of in front of the world greatest heroes.

“I’d take that as a compliment.” Stark assured you.

“You’re telling me I’m fired? Literally. Because I got blown up, through no fault of my own?” You huffed, clenching your firsts in an effort to keep your emotions from manifesting in a fiery inferno of rage.

“Because you choose to try and handle a bomb you had no training to handle, instead of pursuing the target.” Fury amended, unphased by your distress.

You bit back your retort because you knew it wouldn’t matter to him in the slightest. You couldn’t reason with him, couldn’t explain that you had made the choice not to pursue the target who’d planted the bomb, because you had to try and stop it exploding in a building filled with innocent people. Maybe Fury was right after all. Maybe you weren’t suited to being an Agent, because an Agent would have known that they couldn’t stop the bomb but they could stop the bomber. They would have let a hundred innocent people die and stopped the killer from killing a thousand more the next time. You weren’t an Agent because you’d chosen to die trying to save the hundred, and trusted in Fury and Hill to take down the Bomber.

Of course, that wasn’t what had happened, and in the end nobody had died.

“None of this explains how you ‘ate’ the bomb.” Clint Barton pointed out, and it was a good observation.

“That’s because we don’t have an explanation. She went through the standard medical tests in her training, and all her bloodwork and scans indicated she was fully human. She walked into that building as a human being, and walked back out after absorbing a bomb, as who the hell knows what.”

“So you’ve never done anything like this before?” Dr Banner asked you, speaking directly to you for the first time.

“Not even remotely. I mean my eyes water when I eat chilli.” You shrugged.

“Fascinating.” Banner muttered. “Inhuman?” He asked, turning to Stark.

“Unlikely, she would have probably noticed going through Terragenesis.” Stark responded. “Mutant?” He shot back.

“No, the mutant gene would have shown up in testing.” Dr Banner sighed, looking you over with a scientifically calculating eye. “Can you explain what happened in more detail?”

“Sure, bomb went boom, I went AHHHHHH, and then it was all bright and hot and then the boom went away.” You told them.

“So how do we know that it was you? What if something else contained the blast?” Someone asked, and you looked around before you finally realised it was Sam Wilson who had spoken.

“No, it was… it definitely me.” You sighed.

“How do you know?” Bucky Barnes interjected, backing up the Falcons line of questioning.

That was the million dollar question. How could you be sure that you had anything to do with the bomb, that you had been imbued with fire power?

“During the post-mission de-brief, there was an incident.” You alluded, side-eying Fury and taking a not-so-subtle step away from him.

“Please tell me you tried to set him on fire?” Barton asked giddily, looking between you and your former boss.

When Fury levelled you with a glare and you developed a sudden vested in the ceiling, the Archer sniggered joyfully. You chanced a look around the room and saw that Barton wasn’t the only one exhibiting mirth at the idea of Fury being set ablaze by your.. well, your fury.

“He was yelling at me!” You defended, taking yet another step back when his glare intensified.

“You’re lucky you had no aim and only managed to set fire to the table.” He snapped.

“I think you were the lucky one.” Stark sniggered at Fury.

“Do you want her or not?” Fury sighed.

“Do I get a say in this?” You objected.

“No.” Fury, Stark, Romanoff, and Loki said in unison.

“I can run some tests to figure out what happened to you, if it’s reversible.” Banner offered comfortingly. “With your permission of course.”

“I’m gonna go stand over there with him.” You huffed, making a beeline for the doctor and awkwardly hiding behind him.

“Yeah, we’ll take her, should be an interesting riddle to solve.” Stark shrugged.

Captain Rogers and his buddies glanced at you before appearing to have a silent conversation.

“She can stay here while Stark and Banner figure out what happened, and we can go from there.” The Captain finally decided.

“We’ll take good care of her.” Loki added with a charming smile.

His eyes said something completely different, and you had a sick feeling that you were going to be made to pay for your short jokes.

“Glad I meet your approval; I was worried I was going to fall short.” You sarked, immediately resisting the urge to punch yourself in the face.

“Approval has nothing to do with it. Of all The Avengers, who do you think will be responsible for testing your abilities? You would do well to remember that I am more than mischief and lies, I am the god of chaos and fire.” He warned you cockily, visibly delighting in the way your grin faltered.

You shot a pleading look around the room, but nobody was refuting Loki’s claim. In fact, they were nodding thoughtfully, or in Stark’s case; shrugging apologetically at you. You turned back to Loki, ignoring the deep sense of foreboding in your stomach.

“Well Fe-Fi-Fo-Fuck.”

I have been trying to get back into writing for so long, and this is my last attempt. If this doesn’t work then I am out of ideas.

I know this is a boring start but I have been re-working and rewriting it for days and I can’t improve it. If you enjoyed any part of this, please do tell me! If you didn’t, then tell me that as well. Just give me any feedback at all, I’d appreciate it so so so so so much.

For those of you unaware (especially on AO3), I haven’t been writing for a while because my estranged mother passed away and it brought up issues that needed to be dealt with, but all that is over with now. Thank you to everyone who sent supportive messages and was patient with me ❤

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Love is Selfless, It's Kind (Loki x Female Reader) (Part 27)

Summary : You find out bucky's truth and the trial of Loki Odinson vs Carla Davidson commences finally

Warning : 18 + , Smut, Open Talk of physical and psychological abuse, violence, God loki makes an appearance, I don't know anything about U.S laws so bear with me

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As soon as you heard Carla's name coming out of his mouth, you connected the dots, not really a rocket science, he sent her the invite, he called her here to mess with loki and make him break, your sweet baby lo, what would have happened if by chance you were not here, she could have hurt him badly or could have pushed him deeper into the negativity, how could he do this to you? He was supposed to be your friend, your eyes were burning with rage and you teared up as you thought about this betrayal. You took the turn to the right side and came face to face with him.

As soon as he saw you he knew he fucked up bad, his face looked extremely pale "Y/n, I can explain" you huffed and gave a snarky laugh as you stepped towards him, he took few steps back as he saw you coming towards him "you tried to hurt him James, you tried to hurt the love of my life" your voice cracked as you spoke "I know and I regret that I swear, I'm not proud of it" he told you as he tried to defend himself "wow and that makes it okay? you broke my trust, you ruined our friendship" you screamed and he was taken aback for a second when you raised your voice, you picked up the vase that was kept right next to you in the hall and threw at him but he dodged it "y/n calm down, I only did because I loved you"

You laughed again as you heard him "love? You think you loved me? If you actually loved me you wouldn't ever hurt me like this" you yelled again and he walked towards you "I wasn't trying to hurt you, I just wanted him to run again" he spoke softly and you're even more pissed off now, he should just keep his mouth closed.

"You really thought hurting him wouldn't hurt me? You thought if he would have run again I would just forget him? No James, him running again would have killed me, you could have killed me, you do not love me mr barnes you just wanted to take me away from him weather I wanted it or not" you were so hurt, so angry, why would he do this to him ? "I know and I regret doing that trust me, I was just swept up in whatever I felt for you and the fight I had with him, I just wanted revenge so I made a mistake" he told you and you shrugged "that won't change a thing James, I would never be able to trust you ever again" you start to walk away and he snickered which made you stop "you can trust him after he hurt you like that but you can't trust me..wow" he ran his hands through his hair in frustration as he spoke and you turned out baffled at his behaviour.

"How much do you even know him ? Yes he hurt me, you want to know why? Because he was trying to protect me, he wanted me safe, he wanted me alive, he was insecure about not being able to save me that day, he was scared of me dying again, he left me and hurt us both because that's how much he loves me James Buchanan barnes, but you won't understand that" you start to walk away again but you had to say one last thing again "by the way, that day when he asked you to drop me to work, he trusted you, he thought I would be safe with you, he trusted you James and you broke that, stay away from him"

"What's going on?" You heard Loki's voice from behind you and turned around, he saw your face and he instantly knew something was wrong, he walked over to you and cupped your cheeks "what's wrong princess, what did he do?" He asked softly and you shook your head "it was him lo, he sent Carla, that day to the party, he sent her the invite" there was no point in hiding this from him and he would have found out sooner or later, he hugged you and glared at Bucky "just give me a second" he walked over to the barnes and you screamed to stop him, this is the last thing you wanted, another fight "lo no stop..oh my god" you heard the sound of punching and yelling, both of them blaming each other ,both of them hitting each other "lo stop please lo" you tried to stop him but he glared at you with such ferocity that you took a step back, you have never been on the receiving end of it "stay away princess, I don't want you to get hurt" he told you and they started to fight again, you had to stop this so you went back to the party, and told thor, others saw you communicating with him so they followed you, all of them ran towards the corridor and steve and Bruce held Bucky back, while tony and thor were trying to get loki back "stop this madness brother, do you want mother to see you like this" loki stopped struggling as he heard thor and released himself from their grip

"Okay what's going on here again? You people can't let me have a peaceful party can you?" Tony exhaled and Natasha hugged you as she saw you crying "don't worry, alpha male testesterone can be too much sometimes" she mumbled as she consoled you. She was so chill even in such situation "He invited Carla, he was trying to mess with my head" loki told tony and you literally heard everyone gasping "that can't be true, he was with me that day" Steve defended Bucky and then looked at him, when Bucky looked down steve knew loki wasn't lying "why would you do that buck..godd" steve groaned as he realised what Bucky has done "you two stay as far as you can from each other" Clint told them both and Bucky walked out of the corridor to go to his room.

Loki was hurt again and he was bleeding from his nose and he had bruises all over his face. You turned around and took the elevator to his room, leaving him there. He knew he should have stopped when you asked him to but he didn't, everyone else went back to the party and loki told thor to take care of frigga, he made his way towards you. When he went inside his room, he saw you sitting on the bed crying with your face in your palms, and he felt as if someone have punched him in the gut, he would rather take that then see you like this, he walked over to you and sat down on his knees in front of you "hey hey.. princess..look at me" he tried to take your hands into his but you didn't let him. "I'm sorry I'm sorry I know I should have stopped, I'm so sorry please" he begged you just so you'd look at him and the sadness in his voice made you do that finally "yes you should have, why didn't you? I hate seeing you like this" you pointed towards his face and he pulled you in for a hug, he needed you to stop crying "I know I'm sorry, I should have listened princess, I'm so sorry, I'll heal soon I promise" he kept saying sorry like a tape recorder as he comforted you.

"It's all my fault, he did that because of me" you said between your sobs and he pulled away to look at you "it's not your fault darling, it's totally on him, please don't blame yourself" he kissed you and you kissed him back as passionately as he did but stopped when you had a metallic taste in your mouth "the blood, let me clean that for you" you mumbled and stood up to grab the first aid kit, he sat down on the bed and waited for you to come back. You fixed him as much as you could, and you took the first aid box to keep it in the dresser when you saw the letter you wrote for him for your 1 year anniversary "I ripped this" you asked him as you pulled the letter out and he walked over to you to hug you from behind "I know, I had to read, I had to feel again" he kissed softly on your cheek and then went down to your neck, he loves seeing that necklace on you "What did you feel when you did? You asked as you moaned slightly, his lips trailing all over your collarbone, he pulled the strap of your dress down before he answered "Felt like an absolute knucklehead, knew that very moment that I had to fix this anyhow, fix us" he turned you around and sat you down on the dresser, his hand trailed under your dress as he grabbed your hips and pulled you closer to lock your legs around his waist

You moaned as you felt the closeness, "And then..and then it took you weeks to come talk to me?" You raised your eyebrow and he held the back of your neck with his hand while he used the other one to unzip your dress just a little so he can pull the other strap down, he kissed you softly as he spoke "mmmhmm I had no idea where would I even start to apologise, how would I even ask for forgiveness" he mumbled between the kisses and you wrapped your arms around him "mmm well next time if you ever leave me like.." before you could even finish he cut you off as he pushed his tongue inside your mouth, he kissed you so deeply like that untill he was satisfied and you were out of breath "no..never.. doing that again" you smiled as you heard him

"We should go back to the partyy, frigga must be looking for us" you mumbled as you felt him taking your panties off, you spread your legs a little and bit on your lips as he slid them off you "we should definitely do that princess" he smirked and you felt his fingers rubbing against your soaked lips "mmm that reminds me ..oh god ..I do want to see you all dressed up in your asgardian attire, the horns and everything" you mumbled and moaned as you felt his thumb pressing on your clit "yeah? Why didn't you just ask ? Want me to do it now?" He asked you and you nod instead of answering, he just waved his other hand and you saw a green shimmery light surrounding him, and then there he was all godly and princely, the horns accentuated his pretty face perfectly, you need to take pictures of him like this "wowww you are perfect" he smiled as he heard you, he took his cock out from the confinement of his pants, you were surprised that it had a zipper for some reason and then you gasped as you felt him gliding in so easily and so smoothly.

You supported yourself by holding onto his shoulder, the position reminded you of that night he fucked you on the dresser before he broke your heart. He was trying to erase that memory from your head and replace it with this one, he wanted you to feel cherished and loved instead of feeling hurt and used "your cunt is the tightest one I have ever had darling I swear, as if you were born to take me inside you, so warm and pleasant..I'll never get used to this..fuck y/n, baby" he mumbled as he thrusted in and out slowly, you moaned as you heard each n every word he said, he hardly ever use that term of endearment for you but whenever he does, it sounds so sweet coming from his mouth, it makes you feel so giddy.

"Mmm I love that, but then you're just very biased when it comes to me" you giggled and he kissed you, he kept his hips rolling, you felt the cool metal of his horns against your forehead and your cheeks "Maybe so, what's wrong with that?" He smiled between the kisses and you threw your head back as you felt the familiar feeling of your orgasm approaching, his cock hitting all the right places ,your ex could never make you cum just like this "absolutely nothing my love, you know..my ex never did make me cum like this, just with his cock inside me" you said to him and you felt him stiffening, he absolutely hated the thought of other men who have had you like this before. Especially your ex, who hurt you this bad, he didn't even deserve to see you like that.

"Mmhm what an absolute imbecile, had no idea what to do with a goddess like you did he? So glad I found you and kept you all for myself hmm? Afterall a god can't be compared to a mortal man " he whispered in your ear, you love it when he's feeling himself like that, maybe a little jealousy is good sometimes "Oh god yes yes yes please" you mumbled mindlessly and he relished in your reaction, you're ethereal, you're the most perfect thing in the whole nine realms for him "tell me what I am to you, tell me who do you belong to and tell me who owns this tightest fucking cunt, and this delectable body and that beautiful beautiful soul of yours, tell me princess" he mumbled as he quickened his pace, your brain was a mush to say the least, his words, how he looked, how good he felt, you were flying deep in your head "you do loki ..oh god you do ..you own all of me my god.. I live to serve you pleaseee make me cum I am begging you please" you whined and he smiled at your answer "That's right, my pretty subject, cum now y/n, cum with me my sweetest love, let go, let me feel you clench around me, take my cum, take it" he whispered in your ear, his voice all breathy and he knew as you soon as he would feel your walls tightening around him he would explode too and he did indeed, he kept moving slightly as long as you both rode on your highs together, you put your head down on his shoulder as you tried to catch your breath. He took his horns off and placed it on the dresser right next to you.

Once you calmed down, you lifted it up to admire it "oh wow it's heavyyyy, how do you handle it on your head" you chuckled and that made him smile "lo, you know it's giving me all sorts of filthy thoughts, maybe I should ride you when you're wearing just this" you looked at him mischievously and he let out a little laugh "you're insatiable" he kissed your forehead and kept the horns on the dresser again, he picked you up and walked over to the bed with him still inside you somehow, he laid you gently and kissed you lovingly, pouring in all his love and affection in you "Did I make good of your fantasy?" He asked you as he kissed your forhead and you smiled as you answered "it was perfect, my god"

"Ahh Don't you start again or we won't make it back to the party tonight" he kissed you one last time before he pulled out and you felt his cum seeping out of you but he pushed it back in with his fingers, the action made you moan again "no no no go back in, she needs it" he mumbled and he was right if you both stayed here like this you won't make it back to the party. But you had to frigga must be looking for him. Good thing, his face was all back to normal pretty quickly or she would get concerned.

The night went pretty uneventful after that, but in the morning you finally started to feel jittery as the trial is tomorrow, what would happen? What tricks she must have up her sleeves? Could she get away with this? You hoped not. He was so stressed and worried about it, he slept with his head between your chest, holding you tightly, wanting to feel safe and keeping you safe at the same time, you caressed his head until he fell asleep.

"It's going to be okay lo, no matter what happens we tried and you're doing your best Okay?" You said to him as you worked on his tie, you both had to leave for court in like 5 minutes, thor was going to drive frigga there, loki didn't want much audience, he just wanted people who he would be comfortable having around during this, you were worried, there would be press and you worried what kind of questions he will be asked by her team in the court "I know princess, you don't worry much okay? I'm perfect as long as I have you by my side" he kissed your forehead and you smiled, you wore a black formal dress matching the colour of his suit. When you both reached the court, it was a complete chaos, media and paps were going crazy over it, he held your hand as he walked you away from them , there were guards and cops on the main entry so they couldn't trespass. Frigga and thor were already outside waiting for you both, soon after you both reached you heard shouting and yelling from the paps, it was Carla , that bitch dressed as if she was here to party, she was enjoying all the attention.

She and her team stood just on the other side of us, the case was scheduled begin in 5 minutes. She walked over to loki and he glared at her, so did you, so did frigga, you just knew media was probably eating this up, zooming in on them, before she could reach him frigga stood in front of loki, she was waiting to see this woman for a long time now. Carla took off her glasses as she reached closer "who are you now? Another woman loki is using to hide behind of?" She laughed "Mind your tongue foolish mortal, that's our mother you're talking to" thor interrupted and frigga smiled at him and then looked at her "Carla? Is it? Just know that you have truly hurt my son and you played with his emotions, you hurt my daughter too, Today if the midgardian laws would somehow fail to obtain justice for my children and others you have hurt so deeply, you'd still have to answer me, the queen of asgard and I'm not as forgiving as my prince is" she said all that while keeping a smile on her face, you love her so damn much. You saw Carla tearing up and then she put the glasses back on again, she looked really scared for some reason frigga must have played with her head a bit.

When all of you went inside, you sat down on your seats while loki went to sit in the front with his lawyer, Carla was on the adjacent side, it's finally here, the moment you both have been waiting months for, it feels surreal in a way, you see the judge enter and it's a woman, you didn't want to be misogynistic but you felt a little odd that she was a woman, and there was only one man in the jury team as well, you saw the judge giving a smile to Carla and it was just a bad sign, maybe they just knew each other since she's a lawyer but still a bad sign, you just wanted them to be fair.

"The court calls the case of Loki Odinson vs Carla Davidson on the charges of Physical, Psychological and emotional abuse, is the plaintiff and prosecuting lawyer here?" The judge asked and his lawyer Matthew stood up as well as loki "yes your honour" they both said at the same time and sat down "the defendant and her lawyer, are you present?" She asked the same question and carla responded. This is not your first time in the court, you have been here several times before when you dad got jailed and your mom abandoned you.

"Let the hearing commense"

His lawyer first submitted the evidences he had against Carla, unfortunately loki didn't have anything on him personally, but the statement and evidence that were provided by Eddie and her ex girlfriend made a difference. Then loki was called by the defense lawyer for questioning, this is the part you were scared about the most "so mister loki laufeyson" loki interrupted him quickly as heard the name "Odinson"

"Oh yes yes my apologises" he smiled, what an ass, no wonder he's defending Carla "in your testimony you said my client would often hit you, is that correct?" He asked loki "Yes what's the question" no no don't lose your cool sweet baby, you have to keep calm "Well are you familiar with this term BDSM , it stands for Bondage & Discipline, Dominance & Submission, Sadochism & Masochism?" He asked loki and everyone looked at each other in shock "I suppose I do" he answered without any qualm "Your honor my client have submitted this document with mr. Loki's signature on it, have a look, it proves the fact that mr. Odinson himself gave full permission to my client to lay her hands on him during sexual activities, he participated in such rauncheous behaviour willingly according to the contract"

That can't be he would never sign such a contract, even if he did he would have told you and his lawyer "That's rubbish, I have never signed anything like that" loki defended himself but it was of no use "It does have your signature Mr. Odinson" the judge verfied the documents, This can't be good, how did she get his signature? Did she forge it? You see loki and your eyes met with him and then you see him facepalming as he had a sudden realisation

"Loki sign this form for me please" Carla asked him sweetly "what is this angel? I thought we were done with my case for good" He asked her as he held a bunch of papers in his hands "just the last minute formalities don't worry about it, just sign, here on the bottom on all of them, sweetie" and he did , he signed on each and every one of them like a fool without even reading them first, she must have hid this in between somewhere.

"This is your signature correct" her lawyer showed him the contract and he sighed

"Yes It is" he agreed and his lawyer was shocked, the jury murmured and the judge shook her head, its not good , it can't be good.

"She tricked me, it was in the beginning of our relationship, we just got done with my case .." her lawyer interrupted him and cut him off "oh yes your case against the state of New York, we all remember that" loki clenched his jaw and spoke again "yes, thanks for clarifying, I'm sure none of us remembered that, anyways, she told me it was all about the case so I signed it" he explained himself but you didn't think it would really matter much "did she also trick you when you forced yourself in her apartment along with your friend Eddie Brock and threatened her continuously? " Her lawyer asked him again, when did that happen? You looked at Eddie and he looked down "Your honor, my client have submitted a video proof of mr Odinson and his friend Eddie threatening my client in her own apartment, this gentleman in the box can apparently teleport while his friend over there, god knows what is that, Prepare yourselves because it's going to be hard to watch.

The video showed loki and eddie inside her apartment, on the day she came back from the clutches of Thanos, it had no audio conveniently and just by looking at the video you would assume two guys with superhuman abilities were torturing a poor woman. She must have installed those cameras after loki visited her on the night she came to the store "okay first of all, we didn't go there to threaten her, she disappeared and she came back, I just wanted to know where she was, that's it, she was taken by Thanos and then on the same day my prin..my girlfriend was kidnapped too, I just needed her whereabouts, nothing more" he explained himself as best as he could and her lawyer didn't have anything to add to that. They could still save it, there's plenty of proof against her already right?

"Your honour now I would like to call mr Loki Odinson new girlfriend miss y/n y/l/n to the witness stand"

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