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"Time & the Trickster" a Loki/Doctor Who crossover

Chapter 14: Sylvie's Choice

It's your stubbornness against Sylvie's to determine who will fix the timelines and sit on the golden throne. Who's will is stronger? A single, difficult choice will decide everyone's fate.

CHAPTER WARNING (18+): Reader is in peril, violence

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Sylvie gave an incredulous look, as if to say “you’re kidding, right?”

Loki looked at you and The Doctor, who were taking up exaggerated, almost heroic positions upon bursting in. Hey, it wasn’t easy to avoid getting caught up in the adventure with The Doctor next to you. Even in this most precarious moment, he brought out the thrill of it. His energy was infectious.

You looked pretty hot. Loki took note.

Smiling, you laughed. “You didn’t expect me to be so pissed off, did you?”

Your adversary blinked. “I never expected anything less.”

“Good. So you know better. Now drop your stone before I drop your ass!”

“I’ve made my stand!” barked Sylvie.

“Now, let’s not get ahead of ourselves,” said The Doctor. He and Loki moved together to get in between the two of you, Loki facing you and The Doctor turning to Sylvie. “We can figure this out, Sylvie, but we don’t need this to become violent!”

“How so? You all want me to give up an entire lifetime of running, hiding, and fighting,” she bemoaned. “After all this time…trying to prove myself…”

She lowered the hand that held her dagger, dropping it at her feet. She wasn’t surrendering, you could see she was beginning to run through her life as it began flashing before her eyes.

“...you never saw me as anything but the bad girl,” she said with genuine woe. You were not moved, but of course Loki was, to your dismay.

“We’re all misunderstood. It’s one of the things that binds us together as Lokis,” he said, both Loki and The Doctor moving around so he could address her while The Doctor began whispering to you.

“I will open the basin, but don't look inside. I can’t promise your brain won’t melt,” he instructed, the gross visual making you cringe. “You need to either find an opening for Loki to toss his, or trick Sylvie into throwing hers.”

“I won’t go,” Sylvie said again. “No. I owe nothing to any of you.”

The TARDIS shook. You yelped in surprise. Yes, you fucking do! you thought.

“Sylvie, a true Loki adapts! You’ve done some astounding things with what you were given, but when a Loki is beaten, if there is nothing else to be done…they think. They strategize! They don’t run at the fire with flying fists. When there is nothing more to be done, a Loki accepts the Fates’ answer.”

His speech melted your heart. You knew this version of him was never imprisoned in his father’s dungeons or fought the Dark Elves, and the only reason Loki needed to escape with Thor from Sakaar was due to a stupid hitchhiking mistake they’d made many eons ago as youths. Yet both times, Loki had proven himself a full Prince and a full warrior. Sylvie would have turned over Jane Foster. She would have never helped Thor escape. It was unfair that it was this difficult to ensure his happy ending. If reality were fair and equal, Sylvie would already be ensnared in the Tree of Life. Perhaps there was a timeline where it was so.

“Then do it yourself!” Sylvie replied. “Accept your fate!”

“We’re both Loki! It belongs to both of us!”

You made sure Sylvie’s shitty stone was in your fingers, ready to press into her hand. The Doctor motioned to you silently that he was going to make a break for the basin. You nodded. He quickly turned around and began working his charismatic magic over the Asgardians.

“Well, us Lokis need to stick together right? And from where I stand, we’re all about to get crushed under the weight of a collapsing timeline down here, so let’s move things along, shall we?”

He bolted over to the vortex basin, shoving his fingers under the crack and yanking with all of his strength. You ran over to help him when it looked like he wasn’t able to do so on his own, but once he grounded his feet, it wasn’t so difficult to open the time vortex.

The room was instantly flooded with bright yellow light coming from the beacon in the middle.

“Loki, move!” You demanded, darting under his arm and throwing yourself at Sylvie. Loki made an attempt to hold you back, but you slipped right through him, lunging at her and knocking her to the floor.

The two of you wrestled on the ground, neither of you having any sort of form. As a result, you were two people fighting, just trying to pin the other one down. Sylvie kept flailing, her arms and hands moving too quickly for you to have access to her skin to press against the stone.

You felt a painful blow just under your ribs as Sylvie got in a good kick, which sent you rolling across the floor several feet, near the foot of the vortex basin. The Doctor stepped back to keep out of your way. Scrambling to your feet, you and Sylvie ran at each other again, but the pain in your side was sharp, and you realized that her hit was going to make it more difficult for you to overpower her.

“Loki! Help me!” you cried.

You heard a laugh. It was actually Loki from behind you. He held the brighter stone in the handkerchief, posed to use it as a slingshot. “Did you all forget for a moment that I had one too? We do tend to complicate things a bit, don’t we?”

Sylvie’s face fell as Loki fired. The beaming green stone made a clear arc over your heads. Sylvie, who was somewhat petite compared to even you, tried to reach for it, missing widely. It moved in slow motion; your eyes traced it by the comet-tail-like streak it left as it fell behind Sylvie and into the vortex.

The TARDIS lurched, then took a big, healthy deep breath. The Doctor grinned joyously, his ship fully alive again. “She’s starting to move toward the DVD!”

“TVA!” shouted Loki.

“Remember: do not look into the time vortex! I have to get to the console! I’ll be back once I make sure we’re locked onto the coordinates!” The Doctor fled the room at top-speed, which for his tall, limber frame was quite fast.

Sylvie, beaten and realizing that she had very few cards left in her hand, attacked you.

“STOP! Sylvie, NO!” Loki implored as she attempted to hurl herself onto your back. You’d adjusted your center of balance, and the sudden added weight toppled you both, you landing on top of her. In the moment, your animalistic defenses took over. You no longer could identify who she was or what she was hoping to accomplish, You needed to survive. You needed to keep her at bay long enough for you to reach your destination.

The dagger wasn’t on her person, so Sylvie relied on her strength to attempt to subdue you. Your pent-up rage was your biggest weapon, and it gave you the adrenaline to keep going. You threw yourself off of Sylvie, kicking her stomach with your toe. It had only some effect. She was harder than you thought.

On your feet, Sylvie got up and lunged for your throat without missing a beat. You moved out of the way so that she missed your neck, but she latched onto your arm instead, pulling you toward the bright, open basin. It was all you could do to avoid looking inside.

The momentum Sylvie brought with her charge threw you back against the basin rim. Loki was finally able to find an opening in an attempt to get between the two of you, but just as he dove forward, the most violent lurch yet happened.

You were suddenly aware of the sensation of tumbling as both you and your attacker tumbled over the side of the rim. Your heart nearly exploded in an immediate surge of adrenaline, which thankfully gave you the quick reflexes to grab onto the side. Sylvie had also managed to grapple the rail with both hands.

The ship wouldn’t stop shaking. There was no way Loki could pull you both back before one of you fell. You knew what had to happen.

You looked resentfully at Sylvie. You mumbled in a voice that only you could hear, “I so would have loved to mount your head over my mantle, Sylvie. Fuck you. Fuck you forever.”

Finally making peace, you lifted your head, beginning to feel your palms grease over with nervous sweat. It was time to say goodbye. You were surprised at how resigned you felt. It was, after all, for Loki’s sake. Who better to die for?

Loki leaned over the basin, looking back and forth between you and Sylvie to avoid looking directly into the vortex. The quandary was not lost on him. He looked almost ready to die himself at the impossible choice before him.

“SAVE HER!” you shouted. “WITHOUT HER YOU’LL NEVER BE FREE!”

Nothing mattered to you anymore. You were willing to die in her place if it meant saving Loki. You only hoped she didn’t bullshit you all. Only Sylvie would manage to make YOUR sacrifice worthless.

“It’s okay, Loki,” you said, the tears being pulled from your eyes into the chasm under you. “I mean it. Let me go.”

Just then, the TARDIS lurched again, and the gravity within the room shifted enough that yours and Sylvie’s grips were both ripped away from the rim at the same time, leaving you both hovering for a final, terminal moment as Loki made his choice.

He threw the upper half of his body over the side just in time to snatch your hands back, keeping you from falling away. Using every desperate ounce of his superior strength, he hoisted you back over to relative safety as Sylvie went into freefall.

She made no sounds, no gasps, no cries of revenge. Her eyes didn’t even widen in surprise. As Loki cradled you in his arms while you wept, Sylvie’s face fell only slightly. She looked almost dignified and resigned as she was sucked out into the time vortex, gone from sight before anything could be done to fetch her.

The TARDIS’ shivers and quakes stopped, and it began careening as it normally would on any given adventure. The Doctor had made his way back to the console and was steering the ship successfully, putting it into autopilot so that it would continue to follow the time stone back to the TVA.

The basin slammed shut as the time machine stabilized. Once you realized what had happened, you pulled yourself out of Loki’s arms, hysterical. “WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO THAT FOR?” you shrieked, slapping him hard across his cheek.

He brought a hand up to the reddening skin on his face. You punched him twice in each shoulder. “WHAT HAVE YOU DONE YOU FUCKING IDIOT?!”

He gripped your shoulders so tightly you could move, only look into his eyes for his answer. “Without you I’ll never be free.”

Your jaw dropped. He tapped the tarot pendant still around your neck after all these weeks. “I could have had a free man’s life with her…but I can only have hope with you, my star.”

You grunted, not having any of it. Loki allowed you to continue hitting him as you let out all of your rage. Sylvie had died, and yet she had somehow still won. Without her around to absorb your blows, there was only one who could.

“I hate you! I hate you!” you screamed, continuing to lose yourself to grief as Loki sat before you, graciously accepting every blow. “I fucking hate you! You’re so stupid, Loki!”

The Doctor pranced back into the chamber, unaware of anything that had happened since Loki cast the stone into the vortex.

“We should be there in about ten minutes! Everything seems to be moving now--”

He stopped suddenly, understanding what had just transpired the moment he saw Loki rocking you back and forth as your sobs were reaching a zenith. It was all your doomed love could do to offer his arms for you to bury your face in. He turned his head toward The Doctor, silently telling him everything.

The Time Lord’s face fell as his hearts broke. You could hear him speak the words that you knew he only said when all chances of a happy ending were lost:

“Oh Loki….I am sorry. I am so, so sorry.”

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wheredafandomat · 6 months

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My Loki

TVA! Loki x female reader

18+ | contains smut - Quick fire rapid small drabble thing because ep 2 was hot 🥵 WK 700

“I have done some terrible awful things. Yeah, maybe that is who I am and he knows, she knows” Loki paused for a moment, glancing at you “it’s the real me. A loser. Always have been, always will be” he continued.

“Loki” you interrupted to no avail.

“And perhaps I’ve been holding something back. Perhaps I’ve just been waiting for a moment like this, so I can do terrible awful things to you” he threatened, stepping closer to Brad who’s expression had contorted into fear.

“Loki, that’s enough” Mobius tried to intervene but he was in a trance.

“Loki” you spoke authoritatively, stepping between him and Brad, snapping him out of his stupor as his almost teary eyes met yours. “No” you mouth, urging him to back down.

Taking a deep grounding breath, Loki turned away before storming out of the room. You looked over at Mobius who shrugged his shoulders before you chased after Loki, calling his name but he didn’t respond, he just weaved his way through the other agents, continuing down the corridor.

“Loki, Loki!” You yelled, following him into a locker room as he spun around.

“WHAT?” He exclaimed.

“Talk to me” you implored.

“You want me to talk to you?” He questioned almost mockingly as he stepped towards you, caging you between himself and the locker behind you. You tried to keep your breaths even as the familiar scent of his cologne evaded your senses, exciting you. “Hmm? Is that what you want?” He continued, using his thumb and index finger to tilt your chin upwards, his eyes boaring into yours. “You want me to confide in you, tell you what’s going on in my head, what I’m thinking?” He listed as he lifted your skirt up a little, pushing one of his legs between yours and stealing your breath away as he began rubbing his thigh against your clothed pussy. Your head fell back against the locker, eyes closed as your panties dampened. You practically purred when he undid one of the buttons on your shirt and began kissing your neck. “What if I don’t want to talk?” He uttered against your lips before you pressed yours against his, kissing him deeply.

Lifting you, Loki pressed you back harder against the lockers with his hips as you wrapped your legs around his waist. Using one of his hands, he undid his belt, pulling his trousers low enough to free his hard cock as he pumped it a couple of times before running it through your slick folds and guiding himself to your entrance.

“Fuck Loki” you murmured in his ear as he entered you before pulling out a little and thrusting inside of you again. His movements were fast, almost desperate as you moaned against his ear. You could tell this wouldn’t take long for either of you.

“I’m the villain y/n” Loki confessed between thrusts as he grunted “in his story and in yours”

“No” you insisted, opening your eyes as you looked down into his, your hand against his cheek as he slowed this thrusts “you’re the God of Mischief, you’re my Loki” you affirmed “not a villain” you smiled, Loki’s expression changing into something that could only be described as fond.

Pecking your lips, Loki sped his thrusts again, fucking into you with ardour as the lockers behind you clanged against the wall, the sound of both of you moaning filling the room.

“I’m so closee” you mewled moments before your orgasm swarmed you leaving you shaking as Loki chased his own.

“Fuck” he cursed, stilling his movements as he pushed his hips against yours, filling you with his warm seed as he rode out his high.

Once you were both sated, Loki placed you back down onto shaky legs as he pulled his trousers back up, simultaneously pulling your skirt down as if he knew you were both about to be interrupted.

“Here you are, I’ve been searching everywhere for you both” Mobius spoke, entering the room as you fixed your hair.

“What?” Loki questioned as Mobius’s gaze flicked between you both suspiciously.

“No, nothing” he dismissed, noticing your shirt button undone.

“Let’s go then” Loki gestured, walking past Mobius and out of the room.