#au where thor stays on new asgard

[fluffyfantasticducky]

How to Cure Pains and Heartaches

☆ Pairing: Loki x Reader

☆ Synopsis: After such a bitter end, Loki has no choice but to fade away. To his surprise he awakens in bed where he will be taken care of. Why? What do they want of him? Who's that lovely mortal?

☆ Word Count: 6,266

☆ Notes: Loki being a swooning darling, he's recovering from injuries in a fix it AU where he survives the attack on the Statesman and he gets to live on earth.

☆ Warnings: Mention of Loki's trauma and torture courtesy of the Mad Titan, fuck you Thanos. Mention of gaining weight (but it isn't given a negative conotation).

No one could deny Loki had gone through a lot of stuff, simply his Asgardian nature and the amount of exposure he had had with war from a young age would (rightfully) horrify most Midgardians, plus the pressure of being royalty and the responsibility it demanded with him.

In retrospect, Loki always knew his amount of responsibility were no way near as high as Thor’s, which allowed Loki to get some relief by following his nature as God of Mischief. But still: meetings, war council, royal balls, and in general trying to keep an image of perfection to most of Asgard other than Thor’s group and his parents who truly knew of Loki’s more playful nature, it was quite draining.

And that was before the true horrors.

That one trip to Jotunheim had been the source of over a decade of disgrace. Knowing all that battle would cause, he never would’ve let those three other Jotuns into the vaults of Valaskjalf.

After that, it was tragedy after tragedy. And the worst of them happened in the Sanctuary II.

At first, he thought some bounty hunters had recognized him, given they seem to know who he was, and the only reason they spared his life was because it would be about a matter of time until they’d bargain his life with Odin.

But after several months where he was starved, and his only contact was to be tortured, where the Black Order tore his body apart bit by bit, breaking bones, tearing skin only to throw him back into an isolation cell, where all that kept him together was his pride and the thought that Heimdall could see him and start a rescue mission, thing he learned years later couldn’t be done.

And when he didn’t cave in, they shattered his mind as well, using the Mind Stone on his scepter, giving him no choice but to submit. Everything bad in his life prior to that point seemed to be blissful field trip.

And for many years later he thought he would spend the rest of his life suffering to atone to the horrors he unleashed onto Jotunheim and New York. And by the time the Sanctuary II intercepted the Asgardian escape ship on its way to Earth, and he felt himself fading from reality… nothing had proved him otherwise.

At least he had protected his brother…

…

Who would’ve thought that the next time he opened his eyes he would be laying in a hospital bed, flowers by his ankles and a cervical collar? He had a thousand questions. Where was he? Who brought him there? Why had he been saved? Why couldn’t they let him just die?

Just when he thought it was another round of the same type of torture the Black Order inflicted on him, the door opened… Only about a few hours after waking up, and just in time when his stomach started growling.

The first time he saw you, you felt like a vision. Beautiful and most of it all, kind.

“Loki how are you feeling?” you smiled at him, as you stepped inside the room with a tray of warm food. The smell made his mouth water. “Were you waiting for long? Sorry, I didn’t hear you wake up.”

Loki was quietly staring at you. Not only because his throat was dry, but because he had no idea who you were or what were your intentions.

But you didn’t seem bothered by his silence. You just let out a little chuckle.

“You seem more active today” you smiled, “Usually you can only stay awake for a few seconds. Are you hungry?”

Loki wanted to be proud and say nothing, but his body’s needs were stronger, and a rather loud growl of his stomach gave it away how hungry he was, making his cheeks flare up in embarrassment.

“Don’t worry, I would be hungry too if I hadn’t eaten anything in 5 years” you spoke compassionately, but with a hint of humor.

5 years?!?

“How long have I been here?” he finally spoke, his voice was hoarse beyond recognition, and it hurt to speak.

“Oh, you poor thing, you must be thirsty” you said as you reached his food tray and grabbed a cup of water with a straw and placed it just before his lips. “About your question, a few weeks, a Stark satellite detected a faint life signal and Thor went to find you.”

You spoke in such a humane manner that Loki couldn’t help but lower his guard a bit, and he opened his mouth as you helped him drink.

The water was cold and fresh, it felt so relieving that he couldn’t hold back a sigh when he finished drinking, that only happened when the cup was empty.

You let out a soft giggle at the sight of him. It was then that he recognized you, sort of.

He vaguely remembered your laugh, it was faint, but if he pushed himself to think about it, it was there. He never saw your face, but the sound was familiar, so he concluded it must have been previous visits while he was still unconscious.

It was a pretty sound… innocent, pure.

“You mentioned my brother…” Loki asked. “Is he…?”

As he made his question, you set a table before him and the tray on top of it. It was a huge bowl of soup, and one of mashed potatoes. His stomach growled once again.

“Thor has been visiting you every day practically without exception” you told him. “He talks to you, keeps you updated about his life. Last week he came with Doctor Foster, it seems they started seeing each other again. But we’ve notified him you’re finally awake.”

You sat beside him on the edge of the bed and grabbed the spoon on the tray and started feeding him the soup. It was so warm, and the flavor was rich, that his eyes started watering. What cruel trick was all this kindness? When would this all go South?

His forming tears didn’t go unnoticed, and you cupped his face, your soft fingers caressing his cheeks to clean his tears.

“You don’t have a fever, does it hurt anywhere?” you asked.

“No… I feel per—” he choked on his words, “I feel perfectly fine… all things considered.”

“I’ll monitor your reflex later, but first focus on eating” you said gently. “You need to regain your strength.”

You didn’t have to tell him twice, he was so hungry that if he had had more strength, he would just hold the bowl and chug it all down. By the time he was onto the mashed potatoes he was a lot stronger, the second meal was just as tasty, seasoned just right to make him want to keep eating until his stomach popped.

He even let out a soft little breathy burp, which made you giggle again.

“Don’t eat so fast!” you scolded him with a happy tone.

He found it in himself to laugh softly along with you.

“5 years without food, I remind you” he joked back. “I’ll eat as fast as I can.”

“You were blipped 5 years... you didn’t age a day.”

“Blipped?”

You spent the next few minutes filling him in what had happened. Thanos won, and half of the universal population vanished, for them it was only a few minutes at most… while the rest of the universe aged 5 years. Five years, where everyone thought he was dead, where he was dead.

Now, Loki wanted to cry. The amount of relief that washed over him made him rest back.

“Finally… I’m free…” he sighed. “It’s over… he’s gone…”

He tried covering his eyes when he noticed the sting coming from his left arm, he noticed a cast neatly wrapped around it.

“Your neck injury was the most concerning, but your arm and ankle were badly wounded as well” you explained, and he noticed another cast covering his foot from arch to his ankle. “Although your foot is mostly healed by now.”

He put some attention to his bandaged foot and wiggled his toes, which thank the gods responded perfectly.

“It’s a bit itchy” Loki pointed out.

“I’m pretty sure that’s normal” you chuckled and grabbed a pencil from your pocket, and sneaked it in his cast, and scratched his sole. “Here.”

But the touch, while it somewhat alleviated the itch, it had an unexpected tickly feeling that caused Loki to yelp and jerked his foot back.

“Hehe-hey!” he giggled.

“I’m sorry” you apologized with a soft chuckle.

“You’re lucky I’m too weakened to put a dagger to your throat” Loki spoke, but he noticed he couldn’t get rid of the amusement in his voice.

“Perhaps I should take the chance to really make you laugh then.” You smiled, twirling the pencil on your fingers. “Given you can’t do anything to stop me.”

“Don’t even think about it!” Loki blurted out, “If you even dare to… to…”

He felt his cheeks flush. It had been so long since he had been tickled, it felt silly, plus he was quite vulnerable right now.

“Don’t worry, I won’t do anything to upset you” you assured him, “…yet.”

You let out another soft laugh at the indignation in his face.

“Do you not know the consequences of crossing me?” Loki asked, “Are you that ignorant of the capabilities of the God of Mischief? I have terrorized this realm, Midgard bows before my power! I could finish you with a single hand.”

“What would you get out of it?” you asked bluntly. “You live here now; you would only lose.”

He looked at you and opened his mouth to speak, and then closed it again. Not only was he too weak right now to even keep that threat, but truly besides that little tickle you had been nothing to but kind to him, and even that had been with the intention to help him.

“Do you truly not fear me?” Loki asked after another moment of silence.

“Should I?” you asked with a happy smile.

Perhaps he found that little grin of yours to be too charming, it could be the fact that you had his food and water at your mercy, or it could be the fact that you were a purely friendly presence, which he hadn’t had in… he couldn’t remember for how long. But he truly didn’t want you to be scared of him.

“I suppose not” he finally said.

“Predictable.”

Loki let out a laugh.

“You’re a funny little one” Loki smiled.

Just then a loud noise came in as if something huge was stomping their way through the hall. Which proved to be not far off because soon a large blond figure tumbled onto the door frame.

“Brother…” both Asgardians said in unison.

The older brother’s eyes filled with tears as he rushed to the bed, and with the last self-control he possessed, Thor didn’t tackle the raven haired into a bear hug. Just… collapsed on his knees by the side of his bed.

“You’re awake…” the God of Thunder burst into messy sobs. “…Alive.”

In other times, Loki would’ve found Thor’s reaction ridiculous, mockable, or annoying… but after all they had been through and seeing the streak of his own hair tangled in one of Thor’s braids… he let out a soft sob as he gently reached to place his hand on Thor’s head.

“Ahem!” you cleared your throat to make yourself present. “As long as you’re careful with his neck, you two can hug.”

You smiled and left the room to give them space. Both brothers let out a laugh and Thor cradled his little brother in his arms, supporting his head as if he was a baby as his other hand was squeezing Loki.

“I told you the sun would shine on us again” Loki spoke softly.

“You idiotic, insincere, irresponsible, impulsive, inconsiderate fool!” Thor scolded him, sounding more relieved than anything.

“Oh, good, you ran out of insults that started with an I” Loki laughed.

“I beg you, brother. Never give me a scare like that again” Thor begged.

“In my defense, I didn’t fake it this time” he whispered.

There was an awkward silence as none of the princes knew what to say to each other, there was so much to say, but… where to start?

“I… heard you started seeing Doctor Foster again.”

That made Thor smile as started telling Loki what he had done with his life, how Asgard was doing, which was what finally broke Loki, hearing Asgard managed to live on was that finally burst into tears as he hugged his brother again.

The two brothers talked for hours, and for the first time in years, if not ever, Loki felt the conversation with his brother be purely lighthearted. He was so lost in the chat that it took him hours to notice…

“You’ve gained weight” Loki pointed out.

“Quiet, you imp…” Thor snorted. “It’s been tough these last 5 years.”

“I… did not mean to be judgmental” Loki assured him. “It just… I’ve been out for so long…”

“Well, don’t get used to this, I’m already exercising again, and I’m renouncing to beer… aside from social events” Thor said happily.

“Oh? I didn’t know you drank” Loki tilted his head. “But… good for you.”

Thor’s face darkened, making Loki immediately regret his comment.

“It was… Very rough five years…” Thor said again. “I suppose time wasn’t kind on me.”

Loki felt a pang of guilt settle on his chest, after Ragnarök he truly had no intention to pull another stunt like that. For once, he had every intention to stick by Thor’s side.

But at the time the Sanctuary II intercepted their ship, all Loki could think was protecting Thor. Because he knew that if anything happened to his brother, no one else would’ve had a fighting chance against the Mad Titan. But he had been reckless.

“I— I’m sorry brother…” Loki apologized, and Thor smiled at him. “How’s Asgard?”

“It’s been difficult as you may imagine… but, you know… us Asgardians are stubborn, we’ve managed.” Thor smile. “Little Asgard is thriving!”

“Oh, I’m painfully aware, you’re all a nightmare” Loki joked, making Thor laugh again.

Despite his sarcasm, something in the way Thor said us Asgardians made Loki smile, by now Thor knew very well his true nature, and yet he still treated him as one of his own, like his brother, maybe not bound by blood, but by something stronger.

The conversation kept going until Loki’s stomach growled in hunger, but by then the sun had set a while ago. And it didn’t take long after when you had stepped in the room with a tray of food and Thor excused himself for the night.

The meals were simple and soft for a good while, porridge, broths and soups, sauce-less pastas, yogurts, Jello, but having a pretty mortal such as yourself literally feeding him and tending to his every whim made his recovery quite pleasant. Especially when he started eating solid foods again and the meals were a lot tastier.

“You’re healing quite fast,” you told him as you checked monitored his ribs for any soreness. “I’ve heard injuries usually take maybe 3 or 4 times longer to heal. …In the best of circumstances, but Stephen said your bones are practically all healed now.”

“If someone can pull out a miracle like that, a god should be the right place to go” he joked as he kept holding his shirt up so you could.

“That’s fair, also having the best doctors and technology at our disposal helps, doesn’t it?” you quipped.

“Do not underestimate my divinity, mortal” he said dramatically.

“Oh, yes, forgive me, your godly-ness…” you bowed just as dramatically.

“You’ve been gaining weight” you said as you prodded your stomach.

He let out a yelp.

“Rude” he said cheekily.

“No, I mean, you were practically nothing but skin and bones when we found you” you assured him, “I mean you seem healthier now. You must be in your healthy weight again by now.”

“Do not flatter me” Loki smirked.

“Flatter you?” you gasped out a laugh. “Nonsense, it’s been my care the reason you no longer look like a malnourished cat!”

He did not expect you to start prodding and squeezing his belly, instantly causing him to burst out laughing. Curse his gut for being this vulnerable to your playful fingers.

“Nohohohoho! Don’t!” he whined between cackles. “Stohohohop!”

“Oh my god!” you laughed and gave him a small breather “I didn’t even have to do anything… But if you insist…”

“W-What…? Insist…?”

“I won’t stop…”

“W-What? N-No! PLEHEHEHEASE! NO! STOP!” Loki begged despite his pride, but the way you kept squeezing his belly, giving his skin soft pinches made him wheeze out shaky laughter was too much. “NOT MY— NOHOHOHOHOHO!”

You started focusing on the patch of skin around his belly button, which surprisingly enough was even more ticklish than his navel itself. He started digging his heels onto the mattress as he arched and squirmed on the bed.

“Okay, okay!” you squeaked out as you grabbed his ankle, forgetting your playful attack, to settle him back on bed. “Easy there… you’ll hurt your foot again.”

He was more focused on catching breath, but he still felt you helping him stretch and move his ankle to check if he hadn’t hurt himself in the middle of his squirming.

“You’re… huff… huff… the worst nurse…” he groaned.

“Ask for another nurse who can deal with you” you chuckled as you gently tickled his sole making him let out a giggle.

You weren’t exactly part of the medical team, but after everything that had happened, the Avengers were understaffed, and every task that Tony’s technology couldn’t fill in were done by the Avengers themselves, his brother and Maximoff twins helped with cleaning, Bruce and Clint cooked, Tony handled the finances (in more than just been the Compound’s sponsor), and so and so.

You were a lab assistant, although, not in the medical field. Yet, given your friendly nature and bond with the God of Thunder, Thor himself had entrusted you to look after his most precious thing, his little brother. But under normal circumstances, you’d be working with chemicals or mechanics by the side of your mentors and the Spiderling.

Although now, you had been tasked solely to look after Loki, given no one else was capacitated to deal with him and you seemed to understand each other, and Loki even had friendly interactions with you. Or well, friendly for Loki.

“Get up!” you whined pulling him by his healthy arm.

“I don’t want to” Loki protested.

“Why not?” you huffed defeatedly as you let go of him.

“I don’t exactly feel excited to be sat on a cold table to be prodded and squeezed and all to get stabbed.”

“Injections aren’t the same as getting stabbed, you big baby” you laughed, as you poked his sides, causing Loki to jump and swat your hand away.

“It’s a sharp metal piercing my skin, isn’t it?” he defended himself as he crossed his arm across his chest. “Call me a baby if you please, but it doesn’t excite me being pierced by your tiny blades.”

“L-Loki… are you afraid of needles?” you asked with an amused smile, he could tell by your tone that you were holding back laughter.

“I am not!” he scoffed.

“Oh! You are!” you smiled immensely.

“Is this funny to you?”

“N-No… Don’t worry, it’s cute. I used to fear needles too, you know, when I was five.” You grinned.

Loki’s ears perked up.

“That was a lie” he smiled cockily.

“What?”

“That’s a lie” he repeated himself. “You either still fear them or just recently stopped doing so.”

“Wha— that’s…” your cheeks turning pink were the last tell.

“God of Lies, don’t bother denying it. I can tell when some lies to me” he grinned triumphantly. “Don’t worry, it’s cute.”

You huffed as you smacked the back of his hand.

“And here I was going to tell you my trick to control my nerves” you huffed.

“Which is…?” Loki asked, partly to tease you, but deep down actually wanting to know.

You shuffled through your bag and pull-out headphones and handed them to him. Loki forced himself to ignore the way your hand brushed against his when you handed them to him.

“Just close your eyes and listen to some music” you smiled, “it helps with a lot of things. But if you need to you can hold my hand and squeeze it if you get scared.”

He smiled at you. “Thank you.”

“Tell you what, if you’re brave, I’ll make sure you have your favorite ice cream for dessert today. How does that sound?” you offered.

“I’m not a child you can’t bribe like that” Loki rolled his eyes, “… Two bowls.”

You nodded and helped him get up and walk to get his check up and vaccine. Given how long he had been in bed, he was still doing some rehab and needed help to walk longer distances.

And he did take your word and held your hand all the time, although he did notice it was you who squeezed his hand when the needle came out. He had even forgotten to put on the headphones by the time the needle was out. And you did keep your word of spoiling him with his favorite ice cream.

“The second bowl is gonna melt, so you might as well eat it with me…” he mumbled between bites.

In a few months Loki was practically fully recovered and soon he was starting his rehab trainings. And of course, he had already picked a sparring partner.

“Do not go easy on me” Loki stated the first time.

“Oh, you like it rough then?” you grinned as you two circled around each other on the sparring mat. “Duly noted.”

He was not one new to flirtatious exchanges. He had been alive for over a millennium, and he had had plenty lovers before. But for some reason your banter made him flustered and tied his tongue into a knot.

“If I wanted it rough, I’d pick literally anyone else, agent” Loki excused himself. “You couldn’t take me if you tried.”

“Couldn’t I?” you grinned, noticing his cheeks flare up.

Damn you, you tenacious and annoyingly perceptive little thing.

“In a fight, you pest” Loki huffed.

“Ah, bummer” you smiled cheekily.

And while it was true that your human strength wasn’t a match for his regular god-like standards, you actually provided an interesting challenge. Besides, he was still recovering so using his full strength wasn’t an option anyway. You were fast, and you jumped around him like a rabbit and landed the softest blows as he spun around you trying to follow or even read your patterns.

“What’s wrong, is the mighty God of Mischief unable to catch up?” you smiled as you poked his ribs lightly before sneaking away.

You didn’t expect Loki to yelp.

“D-Don’t!”

Your face was puzzled for just a second, but as soon as it had happened, you had put two and two together and grinned in an almost cartoonish way.

“I think this training just became more fun” you smile as you poked him again.

“Do not even think about it!” he huffed, as a nervous smile twitched its way into his lips.

“What happened to not go easy on you? I’m just obeying.” you grinned and started chasing him after.

The way you wiggled your fingers with a mischievous in his direction awoke something primally playful. And as a bright smile appeared on his face, he started running away from you.

“You will never catch me!” he called as he ran.

You laughed and ran after him.

He would never admit it out loud, but the way he felt in that moment was rejuvenating, he hadn’t done something so silly and non-transcendent purely for the sake that it was fun. But you were ditching training to chase him around under the threat of tickling him if you caught him. All for the sake of playing with him like a kid despite both of you being young adults. And even more surprising is that Loki found himself eager to play along, even if the idea of getting tickled made him nervous.

Which… eventually did happen, curse his weakened stamina and aching ankle. That day he also learned to fear when you threatened him with tickles, you were devastating when you wanted to be.

“Nohohoho!” he laughed as your fingers dug onto his stomach. “This is ehehehe cruel!”

By the time you had caught up with him you had already reached the living room and he had tumbled onto the couch.

“Oh my gosh, you’re so ticklish!” you giggle, your finger swirling around his navel.

“Ehehehehe! Get away from there!” he laughed.  “Oh Norns! Stop it!”

“C’mon, Loki, you’re a big guy, you can take it!” you giggled and kneaded his belly sides with your fingers with terrifying skill.

But you were kind enough to give him a break.

“Gods abohohohohove, I’m begging you, dove!” he whined. “Don’t torturehehehehe me like this!”

But it somehow served to strengthen your bond. Loki already had a good concept of you, you were a kind and generous person. You were one of the few people he could’ve called a friend. But seeing you weren’t completely disciplined and were willing to break schedule to have mindless fun was relieving. He feared that living in a S.H.I.E.L.D. building would mean they expected him to become a soldier.

So, he started looking for you out of the designated times you had together. He had come to really like to come and annoy you when you were working, playing with your pencils, hiding your stuff, and of course tickling you to distract you when he was craving your attention… which happened pretty often.

“Lohohohoki!” you whined. “I’m wohohorking!”

“I’m not saying you should stop” he grinned as he skittered his fingers along your ribs and sides, just gently scratching over your thin shirt. “Take this as a test of your focus.”

“Nohohohoho, Loki!” you wheezed. “Ihihihit’s so bahahahad! Stohohohop ihihit!”

“Mm~ I’m not sure” he purred in your ear, knowing damn well how much it made you curl up in a ball. “I kinda like hearing the noises you make, they’re… what’s the word? Cute~”

You screeched as you hid your face with your hands, muffling your laughter. Norns, you were so precious. He may have been teasing you when he said you were cute, but he meant it.

You were a lovely company, helping him heal by doing his routines and rehabilitation regimes, while he reviewed the files regarding New Asgard. You massaged his healing ankle while Loki read the documents that were handed to him.

“This is absolutely atrocious!” Loki scoffed smacking the files. “What is this, Infinity Conez? Who approved this? Look at this! Thanos getting the Infinity Stones is a universal tragedy, but to my people more than anyone!”

“Well, that’s why Thor created the New Asgard Council” you reminded him. “He gets help ruling Asgard, and Asgard gets a group of capable people leading them. You have voice and vote.”

“They will hear about this” Loki said firmly. “I will not allow my people to see that when they go to the market! That’s just disrespectful and heartless!”

“I agree with that” you nodded. “I’d be hurt to see something that traumatic turned into an attraction, there must be a better way to make an ice cream store. What about B-Ice Frost?”

“B-Ice Frost?” Loki asked.

“Yeah! A rainbow bridge themed ice cream store that actually gives a nod to your culture” you suggested. “The logo could an ice cream cone with rainbow sprinkles.”

“Hmm, I’ll notify that suggestion,” Loki nodded as he wrote it down. “Thank you.”

Months into knowing each other and spending a ridiculous amount of time together, and Loki started noticing how being around you boosted his mood, he couldn’t stop thinking about certain details about you, like the way you played with your hands when you were nervous, or how you scrunched up your nose slightly when you smiled at him, how your eyes sparkled when you were assigned a new project you had been excited for, the butterflies in his belly when you placed your hands on him even to greet him or help him stretch before training. And…

Oh Gods… he was falling in love with you.

For a while he didn’t know what to do with himself. He tried carrying himself normally. But it was overwhelming the way he felt about you, it took one look in your direction, and he felt his heart racing. Trying to avoid you didn’t work either, because his entire being craved being around you, so that didn’t last too long. So, at some point, he stopped fighting it. He knew there was no way a being as good as you would even look in his direction, he was a monster, who had done unforgivable things to your planet.

Surely, your kindness had a limit. Surely, once he was fully healed, you’d forget about him. In fact, Loki feared the day he’d be considered fully recovered and you’d abandon him.

“C’mon, lazybones. We’re late for training” you grinned as you pulled him from the couch.

“I do not feel like training today” Loki yawned as he stretched out his arms to you as an invitation to hug him. “Why don’t we watch a movie? You can choose.”

The way your resolve faltered was beyond endearing. Even if you two weren’t anything, it was common knowledge you were what they called a cuddle bug.

“Loki… it’s important you do your rehab exercises” you said softly.

“I am not in the mood for training” Loki repeated.

“Oh, is that how it is?” you said in a playful yet menacing tone. “I’ll have to persuade you then.”

“What? N-No! D-dohohon’t!” Loki burst out laughing when he felt your fingers over his belly. “Nohohoho! Not thehehehehere!”

“Get up!” you teased him as your fingers pinched the sides of his stomach.

“I don’t wahahahant to!” Loki laughed as he kicked the cushions with his heels. “I’m comfortable hehehehere!”

“It’s important you do your exercises, it’s part of your rehab!” you insisted. “C’mon, doctor’s orders.”

“I dohohohon’t follow a mortal’s— ahaha orders!” he wheezed when you found that damned spot below his navel.

“Then I’m not stopping, you’ll spend the evening as a giggly wiggly worm.”

He had to give you something, you knew exactly how to make him squirm. His hips were bucking trying to stop you and his hands were pushing your wrist, but he wasn’t used to dealing with a normal human’s strength, so he didn’t want to risk hurting you.

“Pleahahahase! Cut it— OW!”

Immediately you jolted and stop everything you were doing, cupping your hands over your mouth and looking at him horrified.

“Are you okay? Did I hurt you?” you asked.

“Yes, I’m quite alright. My back aches… that is all.” He assured you as he sat back up.

“I’m sorry, I should’ve been more careful, you’re still recovering.”

“Oh no, the back pain has been with me for quite a few years already” he said, wanting to ease your conscious.

“What…?”

“Well, yes. The Black Order aren’t exactly kind when they force you into their lines.” Loki said simply. “The pain comes back every so often.”

“I’m sorry…” you look at him. “Can I help?”

“Unfortunately, there’s nothing you could d—”  

You surprised him by sitting behind him and started rubbing his shoulders, softly at first, feeling him.

“No wonder you are sore, you’re stiff like a board” you said feeling around his spine, soon starting to add more pressure.

He let out a few groans, it hurt a bit at first as you undid the knots of stress of his shoulders. He sighed as he soon felt himself slipping away.

“C’mere” you spoke with utmost softness, as you helped Loki rest on his stomach just to keep massaging his back. “Hehe, you take up most of the couch, I kinda forget how tall you are sometimes.”

“Sorry…” he yawned no even filtering his thoughts.

“It’s okay” you said amusedly, “it’s not a bad thing.”

Your hands rubbed his back with gentle and caring touch. You were so kind and meticulous. Your skill might be up for debate, you were good, but someone much pickier could argue there were professional masseuse that were much better. Perhaps that was true, but no one else had touched him so lovingly, so selflessly. You took your time, and he even noticed every so often you stopped to stretch your fingers that grew tired, but you didn’t complain, you didn’t stop.

He didn’t know when or for how long, but when he woke up you were still massaging your back.

“You snore when you sleep” you spoke in the softest voice, he didn’t want to get his hopes up, but you seemed endeared. “Had a nice nap?”

“Probably the best nap I’ve had since I was maybe 150 years old.” He said, letting out a chuckle at your confusion. “I was still a toddler by then.”

“I’m glad… you really seemed like you needed it” you said softly. “Do you feel better?”

He let out a yawn and stretch, rolling over on his back to look at you.

“Much better, thank you” he smiled politely.

“No problem…” you said with a shyness that was unfamiliar for him, he even got to see the pleasure to see a lovely blush adorning your cheeks. “Um… w-well… I’ll go to… you know…”

“Ah, of course…” he muttered as he saw you run off.

He was a little bit disappointed, but he tried not to think too much about your attitude for the sake of his sanity. Of course, he failed. It was the only thing he could think about

It made him build up the courage to go out for town and buy a bouquet. He thought about red roses, but he saw a bouquet of violets and purple sweet peas and white roses, he just knew that was the one.

He even used his phone for a change to ask you to meet him in the compounds garden, he hated using his cellphone. He had asked Banner to let him use his therapy flower greenhouse. He calculated the hour for the prettiest sky colors to ensure a romantic setting for his love declarations.

Minutes earlier his heart was thumping so loud it was drumming in his ears. He felt his mouth dry, and he was sweaty.

“Loki?” he finally heard your voice as you walked in.

“Over here!” he called as he set his bouquet, behind him, barely hiding it behind himself. “H-Hi… Thanks for coming.”

“No problem” you smiled. “I didn’t know you wanted to try Bruce’s gardening therapy. That’s really good.”

“N-No… I— Uh… I just wanted to… have some privacy.”

“Oh?” you asked as you sat behind him.

“I just… wanted to uh, give you this… as a thank you” Loki said, handing you the bouquet. “You’ve been exceedingly kind to me for months, helping me heal, keeping me in check, and that massage the other day… it really helped me feel better.”

“It’s been my pleasure. You’ve been a lovely patient” you said sweetly as you smelled the flowers.

“T-That’s not the only reason why I wanted to… see you here…” Loki barely spoke out, his mouth felt dry, and he felt lightheaded. “You’ve been a delightful company and a wonderful friend… I can’t say that about a lot of people, and probably even less can say the same thing about myself…”

“That’s not true.” You cut him off. “You’re funny, well-mannered, smart, educated, charmingly stubborn, and a stimulating company. There’s not a boring moment with you around.”

Loki’s cheeks flushed at your sweet words, you weren’t even trying to, but his heart fluttered.

“T-That’s why I mean, you are… a— uh… this is ah— not easy to say… but you… um… I appreciate you.”

“I like you too, you’re a lovely friend” you said sweetly.

“N-No… I am not trying to be friendly” Loki said in a quick gasp of courage. “I-I would like to f-formally court you.”

“Court me…?”

“I think here on Midgard it’s addressed as dating…” Loki said, bracing himself for rejection.

“I’d love to.”

“What…?” Loki asked.

“I’d love to go out with you” you said, gently kissing his cheek.

Loki grinned happily.

“Tomorrow at 8?” Loki offered, “I— we could go to a nice restaurant, I’ll take you there. I could ask for a chauffeur to take us… we— we could…”

You surprised him with a little poke on the ribs, that cut him off with the urge to giggle.

“8 is perfect, I’ll drive us to wherever you like” you smiled, “Just pick a restaurant. But, how about tonight I take you for a nice dinner inside and a movie on the lounge room?”

“I’d like that, very much” Loki smiled softly as he pressed his forehead against yours.

He saw you intertwine your fingers with his own, causing him to smile. You lovely thing. It was a lovely sensation. As you pulled him up to his feet, so he’d follow you inside. Which he did with a bright smile.

What a lovely life he had found on Earth.

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[hannieehaee]

18+ / mdi

content: thor au, mingyu has superhuman strength (he's literally a god so), mingyu's kinda a dick, re-imagined plot of the first thor movie for fanfic purposes, mentions of movie characters, afab reader, smut, penetrative sex, etc.

wc: 2203

a/n: thor was my favorite marvel movie growing up so i loved doing this!!! tysm to the person who requested this and im soooo sorry it took me so long T-T also i havent watched the movies in forever so im so sorry for inaccuracies </3

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mingyu wasnt too sure where he was.

just moments ago he had been fighting with his younger brother, loki, scolding him over yet another mischievous act, but now he was in the middle of nowhere. well, at least that was going off of his surroundings. in the distance, he could see various signs detailing the foreign words 'new mexico'.

he had just been wandering aimlessly around the desert, not paying too much attention to his surroundings as he tried to make sense of where he was. that was until his entire body was pushed forward by a massive object, making him lose most of his ability to process what just had happened. he was only slightly lucid as he laid limp on the ground, barely processing the girl looking down on him, completely freaked out at having just ran over a man in the middle of nowhere. without putting much of a fight, he allowed you and your friend to struggle your way as you dragged him into the back of your van, probably not wanting to leave any evidence that you'd almost committed homicide.

unfortunately for you both, he passed out quickly after that, not allowing you to confirm any information about him, nor giving you a chance to stumble your way through an apology for almost killing him.

seeing as you almost cost him his life, you decided to bring him to your laboratory, where you would let him rest until he was conscious enough for you to find a way to make it up to him. your friend darcy left you on your own, claiming it wasn't much of her problem since you had been the one driving when you crashed into him.

as you waited for him to wake up, you wondered how and why he had survived your van crashing into him. i mean, he didn't sustain any injuries, simply passing out from the impact. he had even left damage on the van itself upon the crash. looking at him, you realized he was very fit, with muscles bulging from the strange armor he had on. you hadn't questioned any of this until now, being mostly freaked out by almost killing him, but it was all now making you wonder the logistics of the situation.

you didn't have too much time to think, as he began to stir, groaning a bit before actually waking up. he jumped in place upon realizing he was in unfamiliar surroundings, staring at you with wide eyes as he backed away a bit.

"hey-"

"you! who are you? where am i?"

"listen, you might be a bit disoriented after the accident, you're in-"

"new mexico? right? i saw a sign earlier today."

"yeah, it's-"

"okay, but where is new mexico? i need to get back to asgard. how can i manage that?"

"asgard? listen, you must be going through a psychic episode, just let me-"

"stay away! i demand you tell me where i am!"

jesus christ, this man was stubborn. not once sentence could leave your lips before he was making demands. he didn't even give you a chance to apologize either. you weren't sure what he meant by his blabbering, which was still going on by now. asgard? was he hallucinating about norse mythology? had you rendered this man insane?

"we're in new mexico! right by texas? are you okay? you seem kind of disoriented. i'm so sorry about what happened, i-"

"my armor! you damaged it with your machine!", he finally looked down at the scratches and missing bits of his armor, eyes widening once more.

he got up from his spot, marching around your laboratory and grabbing at things with curiosity. he eventually came across your globe, reading out the label before gasping loudly.

"earth?! loki told me of this place. that means you're a human," he was mostly speaking to himself before turning to finally direct himself at you, "human. i am mingyu, the god of thunder. you must help me get back to asgard. can you do that?"

you were speechless throughout his entire ransacking of your lab, but even more so now. was this an insane man you were with in the middle of the desert? you had brought him to your secluded lab out of remorse for what you'd done, but now you were alone in the middle of the night with a maniac. a very strong one at that.

"don't look at me like that," he interrupted your thoughts, "i know im not the god your people typically serve, but i still demand your help. you did hit me, after all."

that broke you out of your spell, your niceness peaking out again, "i'm sorry! i-"

"great! so now you're indebted to me," he clapped his hands together, "how shall we begin?"

okay, there was no way you were helping this maniac with his senseless plan, but you needed to think of a sensible way to tell him to fuck off.

"you're mingyu? the god of thunder? why are you reciting norse mythology to me? i cant get you back to asgard. it doesnt exist," okay, not subtle, but it was a start.

"listen, human. your kind would not understand the depth behind my people. you don't believe me? i'll show you."

and with that, he raised his arm, erected and facing to his side as he stared at you directly into your eyes. he stayed like this for a minute before you chose to question him, only to be shushed by him once more, "just give it a minute, human."

it was about three minutes when suddenly a hammer came crashing through the wall, destroying everything in its way in order to arrive to mingyu's hand.

next thing you knew, you were hiding under your table, utterly terrified at whatever the fuck was happening. was he really the mingyu? but those were all a child's tale, were they not? did you truly have a god standing before you, trying to convince you to come out from hiding?

"human, i- im sorry. i shouldve warned you. come out, please? i'll even forgive you for crashing into me. i just need some help," he sounded so defeated, you couldn't help but feel sorry for him, deciding to come out from hiding as long as he put his hammer down, something to which he agreed to with no hesitation.

"o-okay, mingyu. are you- you're real? shit, okay, never mind. you clearly are. but how can i help you? i'm not a god, h-how am i supposed to help you go back home?"

"there's always a way, human. we just need to find an opening. you see ..." he proceeded to explain his entire plan to you, sounding way more intelligent than he had shown himself to be throughout every interaction you'd had with him so far. he was also standing. very. close. it was hard to pay attention when the damage of his suit allowed you such a perfect view at his gigantic muscles. but you needed to focus! you owed it to him to at least try to help him.

the plan had been settled soon after that, agreeing that tomorrow you'd use your 'machine' (re: car) to drive him to a specific spot in which he'd be able to gather enough energy to summon lightning from the sky, which would render him powerful enough to communicate with gandall, who would take him back to asgard. it was too much for the regular person to process, but luckily for him, the person who almost ran him over was a scientist who was very well read on norse mythology.

after that, you had told him he could hit a shower, located in the habitable part of the lab in which you'd stay at sometimes. you let him know you two should also catch some sleep before tomorrow. you offered up your bed, claiming you'd take the couch since you'd caused him all this trouble anyway. he agreed with no argument, making you frown a little at his lack of gallantry.

he came out of the shower soon after, all while you sat on the couch occupied by a book. you heard his arrival, but didn't pay him much mind until doing a double take on him, realizing he was stark naked, with every glorious inch of skin in full display.

"jesus christ! what the hell are you doing?!", you covered your face with your book, extremely flustered at the sight. how was he so bi-

"what? is there no nudity on earth?", he sat on the couch, way too close to you.

"yes! but not like this! you're supposed to warn me beforehand. i-"

"why won't you look at me, human? uncover your face at once."

you weren't sure why, but you followed his direction, removing the book from your face but keeping your eyes closed.

"eyes open too."

you opened them, looking up as to avoid staring at his nether area. although you weren't looking at him, you could tell he had moved to sit even closer, making you anxious about what he'd do next.

"look at me."

you looked down to find him staring directly at you, face at only a few inches from yours. you couldn't help it when your eyes lowered to his lips, noticing him mirror your actions.

"this?" he whispered, "this is what you want?"

it was an ominous and unclear statement, but you still found yourself nodding, too full of a sudden surge of lust to think properly.

he attacked you with his lips, using full force immediately upon kissing you. he was very intense with his movements, almost immediately pinning you down on the couch, an easy feat for a god with his superhuman strength.

you couldn't help how wet you grew almost immediately, having taken a peak at his massive length when he had first approached you on the couch. was he going to put that in you? you were kinda terrified, but also giddy to feel the insane stretch he was about to give you.

you kept keening against him, softly moaning into his lips as he ground his hips against your own, making him groan in return.

"gods, human. you're so fragile ... so delicate. i'm gonna- gonna break you," it sounded like dirty talk, but there was some genuine concert laced in his tone.

"do it! please ... please fuck me," all dignity had left you the moment you saw him in all his naked glory, so any begging was fair game to you by now.

he chuckled, "yeah? pretty princess wants me to fuck her? think you can take it?", he was quite literally dangling his dick in front of your eyes, hands ripping your shorts out of the way as you gasped at the act.

"sorry, princess," he coo'd condescendingly, "they were getting in my way."

he didnt bother to check whether you were wet enough or not before plunging into you, but you had fortunately been dripping for him by then. still, his massive size had you writhing under him, screaming his name to anyone who could hear you from your secluded location.

"oh? now you pray my name? fuck, beautiful human. didn't know humans could be so pretty ..." he was growing delirious at the tightness of your cunt, combined with your much smaller frame. all women in asgard were as big and built as him. this was his first time experiencing anything like this, and it had him rethinking his return to asgard.

'g-gyu ... shit. i'm gonna cum, please!'

he folded you like a pretzel, not caring to conceal his inhuman strength as he pounded madly into you, feeding off your gasps and squeals. you were making him see valhalla.

"pretty princess ... cum for me. let me have yours and i'll give you mine- shit! gonna breed you. gonna come back here and take care of you every time im lonely. g-gonna keep you all to myself. my pretty secret on earth."

the idea of mingyu popping by to fuck you whenever the literal heaven that was asgard became too boring for him had you keening, now grateful you had ran him over as your orgasm attacked you unexpectedly.

you had never felt such a high, almost feeling like you had astral-projected into heaven. mingyu seemed to be in a similar situation, groaning against your mouth as he filled you up with his endless seed. seemed like he was well-endowed in all areas, being a god and all.

"fuck ... thank you for that, human," he thanked you as he got up, at least having the courtesy of helping you clean up, "now i feel kinda bad about leaving."

"then dont," you werent sure why you said that. maybe the high of your orgasm.

"yeah?", he smirked, nearing you once again, "convince me," you noticed his hardness was already back, at a literally inhuman speed.

you weren't sure how you were meant to take him again with no rest in between, but you were willing to take the challenge. you'd worry about how to get the god back to his home tomorrow. for now, you were going to enjoy him while you had him.

a/n: before anyone comes for me, I KNOW this isnt very inaccurate for thor (ive watched the movies too many times) but i wanted to write a short smutty blurb and not go off with too many words so this is what we ended up with

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[boxofbonesfic]

Title: Size

Pairing: Soft Dark!Thor Odinson x Reader

Kink Prompt: Size [Size Kink]

Word Count: 1,956

Summary: You accept a catering job from a customer.

Warnings: Noncon/Dubcon, Lightly Implied Kidnapping, Obsessive Behavior, Size Kink, Stalking, Smut, Darkfic, Forced Intoxication, AU: Dark, Dead Dove: Do not eat, Minors DNI!

A/N: entry number five and the latest of my very late week 2 fics for my kinktober celebration! mind the tags and warnings, as always, and enjoy! divider by @firefly-graphics​

Thor’s… infatuation begins as all things do—small. 

 It is perhaps the turn of your head as you make his coffee—dark and sweet, the way he likes it. Or maybe the set of your mouth as you pour, full lips pressed together into as you concentrate. Small, soft hands, sweet, round face, filling his thoughts to bursting, and still he cannot get enough of you. Your flour smudged cheeks, fingers stained with spun sugar, you are as addictive as the sweets he lines up for, standing a full head taller than every other person in the queue. 

 He isn’t entirely sure when he began coming for you instead of the sweets lining the shelves and window displays of your shop. His first visit, Thor had thought of nothing else besides assuaging his craving for sweets. Now, however, his thoughts are consumed with other things—

 Like whether or not the girth of his cock will fit between your pretty lips. 

 He inhales the scent of warm sugar and browned butter, shifting impatiently. He wants to force his way to the front, demand you close down and serve only him, the way he would if he were home, on Asgard. But he knows that you require a light touch, a gentler hand. The way you peek bashfully up at him through your lashes when he finally reaches the front of the line tells him this. 

 “H-hello, um, again,” you say, a smile spreading across your full lips. Your hair is tied back with a white kerchief, but a few curls spring out to frame your pretty face. He watches your throat move as you swallow nervously. 

 “Greetings,” he replies, gracing you with a charming smile. He rubs the back of his neck a little, as his smile turns embarrassed. “I fear I simply cannot stay away.” His self-deprecating laugh earns him a sweet little laugh. 

 “Oh gosh. That’s, you’re just—“ You stammer nervously, shaking your head. “Flatterer.”

 “We had a baker, in the castle. His only task was to deliver the finest of pastries to us. I fear you have him beat on all accounts.” You shake your head, laughing again, this time with disbelief. “And that is not flattery. It cannot be flattery if it is true.”

 Uncomfortable with the compliment, you try to steer the conversation back to the transaction, the one thing Thor is trying to put off. “You’re too kind. What can I get for you today?” 

 “I shall have two of your fruit tarts. And one of these, please.” He points to a delicately frosted cookie in one of the display cases. As you’re puttering about getting his order together, Thor clears his throat. “I also come with a business proposal.” 

 You stop and turn to look at him. “Like… a catering thing?” 

 He nods. 

 “Yes. We are to celebrate the start of the harvest season, might you grace our tables with your talents?” You swallow again, teeth sinking into your deliciously plump lower lip as you slowly drop the cookie into a wax paper bag and replace the tongs on the lid. 

 “Where is it?”

 —

 New Asgard is not as glorious to behold as his home once was, but he is still impressed by the traditional architecture the remainder of his people have been able to erect. The mead hall is bright and bustling with activity, the festivities well underway. Thor watches as you flit from serving table to serving table, fussing over the plates. When you see him watching you, you smile apologetically. 

 “Sorry. I get… controlling, when I cater.” You nervously tuck a strand of hair behind your ear. “I hope everything has been good.”

 “Delicious. I could not have asked for better.” He produces a goblet of Asgardian wine, and it’s massive in your small hands. “I do not believe you have partaken.” He smiles. “It is a celebration, is it not?”

 You try to put the goblet down on the small table, but Thor’s smile drops by a fraction. He sees the desire to please in you plainly, and this time is no exception as you hesitate, and then turn back to him. 

 “I’m—well, you know, I’m working, technically.” He looses a booming laugh in response.

 “If you are working, then I am your employer, am I not? Please, enjoy the evening.” He watches you carefully as you tip the goblet up to your lips. Your eyebrows rise with surprise. 

 “This is good, actually.” You sniff at the alcohol, looking up at him. “I’m not really much of a drinker,” you admit with a sheepish look. 

 “Mead. Our finest. You’ll find the quality quite different from that of your Midgardian brew.” 

 “Yes, it’s sweeter,” you chirp, taking another sip. Thor is careful to keep the knowing smile from his face. “I like it.” He chats idly with you as you finish it, draining the goblet. 

 “I must ask. What led you to this profession?”

 “Oh, um. My grandmother, actually.” The alcohol has loosened your tongue. You press a hand to your warm cheek. “I grew up with her, and she was always baking. I’m sure you can tell,” you point at yourself, a self-shame dripping from every syllable. 

 “I’m afraid I do not share that particular Midgardian sensibility,” he says casually. “My people find a,” he pauses, letting his eyes linger on yours for a moment more than was appropriate, “robust figure to be a sign of good health.” His smile widens by a fraction. “And virility.”  He turns to a passing server, and plucks another two goblets of wine from her tray. Thor presents one to you, and you’re too flustered not to take it. 

 You take a few sips, and Thor readies his timed apology. “I’m sorry, I did not mean to offend.”

 “Y-you, um, you didn’t.” You’re eager to change the subject, and Thor obliges. 

 “Would you like a tour?” He asks, the smile on his face turning proud. “I would be honored to show you.” You want to be talking about anything other than yourself, and so you nod as Thor watches you drain your second goblet. 

 “Yes, yes please. That would be wonderful.” 

 He walks you through the tapestries lining the walls of the great hall, victories and feats of valor performed by his father, his ancestors. There are artifacts on marble pedestals in the hallway, and as Thor closes the large doors behind him, the sound of festivities fades into interminable silence. You marvel appropriately at his treasures, and Thor beams at you. 

 “My father’s helm,” he replies, nodding at the golden helmet you stand in front of. “It was quite something to see him ride into battle.” 

 “These are amazing,” you reply earnestly. “I’m… I’m very sorry. About what happened.” 

 His smile turns grim. “Yes.” He grimaces. “A loss I fear my people shall never recover from.” The long hallway begins to slope upward, leading to a set of stone steps. He leads you up them, and you follow unquestioningly. His own chambers are above the mead hall, ornately furnished in the style of his destroyed home. You gape at the luxury of it as he leads you inside, your eyes moving from the brightly lit fire in the hearth to the bed, the balcony. The settees and pillows in front of the hearth make for fine seating, and there is a pitcher of wine and two glasses on the table. Thor motions for you to sit, and you do. 

 You smooth the silky fabric of your dress behind you carefully as you perch on the pillows, and Thor begins to pour you another glass. 

 “I really shouldn’t—”

 “What is another glass of wine between friends, hmm?” He asks, knowing full well that the inside of your skull must be buzzing fiercely already. Cowed, you meekly accept the goblet, raising it to your lips as he raises his. “I must complement you once again,” he says, and you fidget, drinking deeply from your goblet. 

 “T-thank you. I honestly… I can’t believe you asked me.” Thor settles himself beside you, close enough that your thighs touch. 

 “I could think of none better.” His hand falls to your shoulder, and you swallow thickly, and lean forward to place your goblet back on the little table in front of you. You miscalculate though, and almost miss. Thor quickly snatches the cup from your alcohol-clumsy fingers with a chuckle. 

“Careful, little mouse.”

 You duck your head.  “I’m—I’m sorry. I think I’ve had a bit too much to drink.” The words are slurry and heavy on your tongue, he can tell by how their edges run together, the words blurring like runny watercolor. “I—”

 “It is strong, is it not?” He hums, placing it on the table. 

 “Y-yes.” You blink up at him blearily before shaking your head. “I-I should go. Check back on the—” His hand clamps down your thigh, large enough to cover most of it with his palm. Thor squeezes gently. 

 “No, pet,” Thor chides you softly. “We’re having a conversation. It is rude to leave now.” You squeak as he squeezes again. “You know, I quite like you.” He revels in the feel of your soft skin under the thin fabric of your dress, his hand moving slowly up and down your thigh. Your eyes widen as you search for an exit, your mouth opening and closing while you try to find words to dissuade him.

 “Th-that’s very nice, but, I, um—”

 Thor chokes off your protests by lifting the goblet to your lips for you. He tilts it up as his other hand slides behind your head. Your eyes widen with shock, and you cough, sputtering as he tips the wine down your throat. Some of it runs out of the corners of your mouth as you choke on it, but far more of it goes down your throat. You feel dizzy and sick as he pulls away, swaying dangerously on the couch. 

 His hands are already working at his belts and trousers furiously, before loosing the cape at his shoulders. You lift a hand to your head as you try—and fail—to stand, falling back to the cushions. Thor hushes your drunken, mumbled protests with his own mouth, sighing as he runs his tongue along the seam of your lips. You’re so small, his hands span almost the length of your waist as he grabs you about the hips, pulling you down until your hips fit lewdly against his. You try to close your thighs around his hips clumsily. The movement forces your dress up your hips, exposing your panties as you fidget.

 “—I, wait—”

 “It’s alright, pet,” he brushes one of this thumbs across your lips, slipping it between them as you open your mouth to speak again. “I’m going to make you feel so good.” He groans at the sight of you, and slaps his cock against your vulva a few times for good measure. 

 “F-feel good?” You mumble drunkenly, looking up at him with wide, glassy eyes. 

 “Oh yes, pet,” he purrs, fisting his length in one hand. The thick, veiny length of him stretches almost to your belly button, and as he plays with the swelling nub at your center, you grow slick and whiny. Your breath hitches in your chest as he presses against your tight entrance, your cunt stretching reluctantly around his head. You whine, pressing your head back into the pillows as you huff through your teeth. 

 “T-too big, Thor—” The head pops inside and he feels you shudder, the words turning into an embarrassedly pleased moan. 

 “On the contrary pet,” he says lowly, drawing back only to drive in another few inches. “I think it’s just right.”

 fin

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[terry-perry]

Smile Through Your Fear and Sorrow

Pairings: Ex!Steve Rogers x Odinsdottir!Reader, Steve x Peggy (implied, but can also be open to interpretation)

Genres: Angst, songfic? (more of a story inspired by listening to a song multiple times), Family fic

A/N: Another AU for my popular AU. Basically a "What If...?" scenario where Steve and Odinsdottir break up because he stayed in 1945. However, he returns sooner than what we saw in Endgame. And not alone...

Inspired by ABBA's "Angel Eyes," as well as Charlie Chaplin's "Smile."

Enjoy the angst!

"No!"

"Yes!"

It was the talk of New Asgard now. Last night had been such drama.

"Last night, I took a stroll along the waters, and I saw him with this new woman! They looked very happy together."

Thor narrowed his eyes at the two women discussing this so openly at the bakery like this was entertaining gossip.

"You should've seen the way he looked at her. Absolutely spine-chilling!"

"Was it anything like how he'd look at the princess?"

"Oh no! This was even more intense!"

He had half a mind to lift up his hood and let his intimidating presence put a stop to their conversation. He had more important matters to attend to though. He turned back to the pastries displayed in front of him and pointed at the sweet bread he knew she loved. He hoped it would lift up her spirits for at least a moment.

Yes, it was true. Steve was not only back but has returned with another woman. They ran into him in New York after everything. It was not only a surprise to learn that he was back, but was with somebody else. Apparently, this was someone from his past that he brought back with him after returning the Infinity Stones. Someone he just couldn't be without.

Thor wanted so much to confront them, to at least talk to this woman about how she better be careful. This was all just a game to Steve. Everything might be lovely now, but it won't be long until there's trouble in paradise after realizing who he truly is. She'll be deceived by his charms and be forced to pay the price when the time comes.

Thor thought Y/N would think so so. He thought she might be hurt by Steve's sudden return, but she maintained that everything was fine. In fact, she kept going on with how happy she was for them.

Then the siblings decided to host a lovely gathering to help celebrate Mid-Summer. They invited their Midgardian companions who were very excited to help enjoy this celebration of light, fertility, and music. Even though Steve came and brought along his new female friend, Y/N kept insisting it was all right. Everything did seem to be okay at first, with everyone distracted by all the fun. Bonfires, traditional music, and the burning of corn dollies to celebrate the brightest time of the year were wonderful ways to forget about all worries.

Then last night happened.

On the third and final night of Mid-Summer, the new couple took the opportunity to announce their engagement. That was when Thor witnessed it. It was only for a brief moment, but he managed to spot the tears springing into her eyes and her lips trembling.

A dull, hollow feeling filled his chest as he saw her. Then, a flicker of light appeared. He saw her with a smile and a fresh face, which was nothing like the broken look he just saw. The split second of changing energy was too quick for everyone else to notice as they were in the midst of congratulating the newly engaged couple. He was the only one worried about what she would think, and he finally saw that everything wasn't okay.

Try as she might, Thor finally saw how not-okay Y/N actually was.

To Be Continued...

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[gburph]

Lokius writing prompts

Usually I only reblog stuff, but I'm so starved for Lokius content that I've decided to create some Lokius writing prompts. Second part is here and third part here. If anyone uses them, please let me know. I want to read it.

1 - At the end of Thor Ragnarok there is no Thanos. The Asgardians arrive safely in Midgard and, with the help of the Norse government, establish their colony, New Asgard. The American government demands the surrender of Loki. They want to punish him for the attack on New York in 2012. Everyone is convinced of Loki's guilt, from Thor to Loki's lawyer. Only Thor and Jane Foster's testimony about Loki's help before the battle in Greenwich with the Dark Elves improves Loki's situation a little. With this, there is a hope of saving Loki from the death penalty but this is still not certain. Suddenly Thor is contacted by S.H.I.E.L.D. agent. - Mobius M. Mobius, who has been fascinated by the events of 2012 for years and is convinced of Loki's innocence and claims he can prove it. The most difficult task the agent faces, however, is convincing Loki to testify in his own defence.

2 - After the end of season 2, Loki and Mobius continue to work together at the TVA. They pursue dangerous variants that threaten the Multiverse. During one mission, they pursue a dangerous variant that murders all other variants of themselves. In the course of the battle, Mobius is injured. Loki saves his life. After these events, Loki realises that his feelings towards Mobius are more than friendship. However, he is convinced that Mobius only has platonic feelings towards him and there is no chance of them ever being together. What if he is wrong?

3 - Don works in a shop that sells jet skis. He went through a difficult divorce a few years ago. He tries to maintain a positive relationship with his ex wife but it is not always easy. Don's children consider him a loser and constantly compare him to their stepfather, who is a serious businessman. Despite the harder times, Don tries to think positively and not give up in life. He loves his job, jet skis and sweets. For some time now, a mysterious customer has been coming into the shop on a regular basis. He looks well off but never buys anything. He loves spending time with Don and talking about everything and nothing. As time goes by, Don starts to notice behaviour in this customer that makes him think that maybe the customer is romantically interested in him. Eventually, after comments from colleagues, Don begins to consider giving the customer a chance. He lets him know that if he wants to date then all he has to do is ask. The client seems surprised at first by this turn of events, but asks Don out. (It is up to the author to choose whether it is AU or canon compliant. If AU then Mobius is called Mobius, not Don. If canon complaint, Mobius' memory returns. Customer is of course Loki)

4 - After the destruction of the TVA, Loki wakes up right where he started - in New York in 2012, right after the beating he took from the Hulk. This time there is no Endgame Tony falling over with the Tesseract. How will this Loki deal with the following events? Will he find Mobius in this timeline? Will Mobius remember him? Will he go to the prison on Asgard or stay on Midgard? Will he tell everyone about Thanos, the Other and the mind control they put him under? Is anyone going to believe him? What Thor will think looking at this new Loki who is gentler, more mature and confident in his powers?

Bonus points if in post season 2 canon complaint stories every member of TVA hates spaghetti with burning passion.

More bonus points for Loki's interactions with various members of the Avengers.

Even more bonus points for Lokius slow burn.

Tell me what you think of my ideas!

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[acciotherapists]

Little Sparrow Chapter Four

Loki x Reader Mafia AU

When Tony Stark's little sister wakes up deep in enemy territory she assumes her life is over. She'll be killed or worse: used as a bargaining chip against her estranged brother. What happens when the mafia leader, Loki Laufeyson, offers her a deal she can't refuse? No sentiment. Only revenge. What happens when the truth is revealed? Will she betray her only family or betray the man she loves to hate? Little Sparrow is an enemies to lover's fic riddled with betrayal and spice!

Frigga was watching me carefully as my phone began ringing several times. I tried to ignore the calls but he was relentless.

“It’s alright, dear. You should take the call.”

I nodded and answered the phone.

“Where the hell are you, kid? We’re going sick over here with worry!”

“I said I’m fine, Tony! Can you just lay off?”

The door opened and Loki stepped inside. “I heard yelling. Is everything alright?”

“Is that Laufeyson?” Tony shouted and I pulled the phone away from my ear.

“Who are you talking to?”

Frigga answered for me. “Her brother wouldn’t stop calling.”

“Give me the phone.”

I looked up at him. “What?”

“Give me the phone.”

“Tony, I… I gotta go.”

Y/n, what the hell is going on?”

I handed Loki the phone and he smirked as he put the phone to his ear. “Well, hello there, Stark… Your sister? Oh, she’s just fine. She’s been having a nice little chat with my mother. They’re about to go shopping together. Isn’t that fun?” There was a pause and Loki’s smirk grew wider. “She’s mine, Stark.” Another pause. “Don’t worry your little playboy head. She’s perfectly safe with me.” He approached me as Tony assumedly yelled into the phone, moving his finger underneath my chin. “I don’t know if she wants me to return her to you,” he chuckled. “I mean, after all… you let her get attacked and never even came to find her. It was me that found her and brought her back here. I think she’s quite content where she is.” Loki rolled his eyes, pulling the phone a few inches from his ear. “Your brother is loud, little one.”

I smirked, grabbing his hand and moving it to my cheek. “Tell me about it. Try living with him.”

Loki chuckled, returning the phone to his ear. “We can discuss the details of her return once you bring me what I want.” With that he ended the call and tossed the phone on the bed.

“Done with me already, Laufeyson?”

He chuckled. “Oh, little one. I have no intention of letting you go but if your brother and his friends are angry it makes it all the more likely I’ll get what I want.”

“And what is it you want?”

He shrugs. “I guess you’ll find out, won’t you?”

I rolled my eyes. “More secrets, huh?”

“It’s what I do best.”

“Loki,” frigga warned.

Before he could say anything his phone rang and he growled in annoyance, pulling it from his pocket.

“Yeah?... What?... Shit, I’ll be there in ten.” He hung up the phone and turned to us.

“Fandral reported suspicious activity in New Asgard. Someone reported seeing Thor near there.”

“Why would he be there?”

“Looking for her.”

“Why is that a problem?” Frigga asked. “We know she’s nowhere near there.”

“But they don’t know that and I don’t want them looking too deep into that town. They need to stay off our turf.” He pressed a kiss to my forehead and hugged Frigga. “Take her into town and get her some things to wear.” He handed Frigga his card. “I’ll have Heimdal and Syf go with you both just in case.”

Frigga nodded and he left the room.

“Does that happen often?” I asked. “Him having to leave like that?”

She nodded. “Unfortunately, yes. It’s part of the job.”

***

Frigga took me into town and bought me way more outfits than I needed. I tried to refuse but she insisted, explaining that Loki would want me to have plenty of clothes and feel more at home. Syf and Heimdal seemed nice enough though they didn’t talk much as they were always on alert for threats around us.

It was strange how comfortable it felt talking to Frigga and the time passed far quicker than we realized. She looked down at her watch and chuckled.

“I suppose we should be getting back. Despite my insistence on helping them, Syf and Heimdal carried the bags to the car and we returned to their home.

Loki was waiting for us when we arrived. Syf and Heimdal brought the bags to our room and Loki crossed the room, seeming visibly shaken up. He wrapped his arms around his mother and then me. “Are you both alright?”

“Of course we’re alright, son. What’s happened?”

“It was a trap. Tony used Thor to lure me out. He knew I would come.”

“Did they hurt you?” I asked and he shook his head.

“No, but when you were gone for so long… I worried… I thought you might’ve been hurt. I thought they might’ve gotten to you.”

Frigga smiled, placing a hand on her son’s cheek. “We’re alright, my son. Y/n and I just got talking and we lost track of time.”

“Why didn’t you answer when I called?”

“You know I never bother with that silly phone. I never needed one in Asgard; I certainly won’t need one here.”

“Mother-.” He sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose in frustration.

“Here, hand me your phone,” I said.

He looked at me confused before pulling out his phone, typing in the password and reluctantly handing it over. I quickly found his contacts and entered my number before handing him back his phone.

“Now if your mom and I are together and you don’t know where we are you can just call me.”

He looked down at the screen. “That’s your number?”

I nodded as he pressed a button on the screen and my phone buzzed in my pocket. I took it out, showing him the screen.

His eyes softened and he seemed relieved.

“Not big on trust, are you, Laufeyson?”

He shrugged. “You’re an Avenger.”

“Ouch.”

“No, that’s not what I meant!” he rushed to explain. “I just… I don’t usually trust anyone aside from mother and Heimdal.”

“Maybe someday you’ll add me to that list.”

He smirked. “Someday.”

******

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[michelleleewise]

Frozen Hearts

Paring: Loki x reader (eventually)

Warnings: swearing, teasing, sexual innuendos, nothing too bad to start

Summary: your an avenger, one of earth hero's, confident in who you are and what you want, until a God started getting under your skin.

*avengers au, Loki and Thor make it back to earth after ragnarok, and are living in stark tower.

Part 1-

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You had joined the avengers a couple years ago, shortly after the attack on New York, being recruited by none other then black widow. You had been on your own for most of your life, being left with a foster family you took off, deciding the only person you could rely on was yourself. She had seen you one day when you a few guys decided it would be fun to harass you. She was coming over to help you when she saw you take down all three by yourself. She came over, saying you had potential and asked you to join. "Why not." You had said looking at her.

You kept to yourself mostly, not really wanting to make friends, but slowly they started to grow on you. Everytime bucky and sam got In a fight you couldn't help laugh, or everytime Steve irritated Tony, you couldn't help watch the madness unfold on the occasion you made it down to the lab. That's where you had met Matt, he was a lab tech that worked with Bruce and Tony. A year into you being at the tower he had asked you out. You had told him no a few times, not wanting to get that close with anyone but he was persistent. Always sending you flowers, complimenting you, trying to make small talk. you decided to give him a shot, he was nice, and pretty cute. Tall and on the thinner side, with short blonde hair that curled all over his head, glasses and a killer smile.

You had been seeing Matt for a couple of weeks when Thor came to the tower, explaining that Asgard had been destroyed and they had to come to earth. You were sitting on the couch in the common room with Matt when Thor had come in, a tall dark haired man following behind him. You knew who he was, everyone did. "Y/n, this is my brother Loki, he's going to be staying with us in the tower." Thor smiled at you. You looked up at him "Hello Thor....Loki." You said nodding at Loki as he stood there with his arms crossed. "Anyone told you it's not polite to stare?" You asked looking at Loki. His eyes squinting at you "no one that mattered." He said glaring. "And who is this?" Thor asked breaking you from your staring contest "this is my boyfriend Matt, Matt this is Thor and his brother." You said looking at Thor. "Hi, nice to meet you both." Matt said standing holding his hand out to them shaking Thor's hand, while Loki glared at it. You got up grabbing Matt's arm "ignore him, he has issues." You said pulling Matt away.

Loki stared at you as you left "Well brother, it seems you may have met your match." Thor laughed slapping Loki's shoulder. He hummed before Thor drug him off to meet the rest of the team. You had developed a hate, dislike relationship with the God. Wherever he was, snide remarks followed. You both always falling into insults and rude comments around eachother. You couldn't even be paired on missions because you made everyone miserable. You would have tried to get along with him If he wasn't so insufferable.

So here you stood, a year later, standing in the kitchen making tea as the ignorant jerk made his way in. "Y/n, why are you up so late? Your pathetic boyfriend not satisfying you?" He asked smirking at you "and that's my cue to leave." You said grabbing your tea starting to leave. "You know where to find me if you want a real man." He said making you stop. You turned around looking at him, he was leaned against the counter, arms crossed with a smile on his face. You slowly walked over to him looking him up and down "does it even still work? With all the women you bring to the tower I'm surprised it hasn't fallen off." You said glaring at him. His smile dropped as he stood up walking towards you "I would watch how you speak to me." He said squinting his eyes at you. "Whatever you say princess." You said starting to go back to your room when a woman came out of Loki's room.

"Lokiiii baby where are you?" She screeched, her voice piercing your ears. "There's one of them now." You said leaving going to your room. You sat your tea down and threw yourself on the bed. A part of you wished that you got along with him, that you could have been friends with him. If you were being honest with yourself, a part of you thought he was attractive, beautiful even. The way his hair curled at the ends making you want to twirl it around your finger, the way his green eyes seemed to glow, the way his muscles flexed when you caught glimpses during training. You may have had a little crush on him, but there was no way anyone was going to find out, ever.

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[lady-of-the-spirit]

OC Masterlist

Mostly made to be helpful for those taking part in the OC Creator Bingo 2023 event, but if you’re one of my followers I hope you like this little guide to my OCs! These aren’t all of them, but these are the ones I talk about the most, and some I don’t talk about but would like to.

General OCs tag: my OCs

Creations and writing tags: I'm making stuff, I'm writing stuff

Cut off is here because this is a long post and nobody wants to scroll past it.

Joan

Full name: Ioana, goes by Joan (no surname)

Fandom: The Old Guard (2020)

Faceclaim: None yet, if you have any suggestions let me know!

Their main tags: Joan, Joan vibes

Fics/blurbs available: the Joan ‘verse (AO3), her post of origin, Nile dreams of her, home after a bad day, her relationship with the rest of the guard, Joan learns she’s immortal

Character bio/premise: Joan (then Ioana) died in an earthquake in the 1400s, in what would one day be Romania, and somehow did not stay dead. The Old Guard (then made up of Andy, Joe, Nicky and Quynh) were there in the aftermath, trying to help, and because Joan met them before they could dream of each other, she doesn’t know they’re immortal like her, and they don’t know she’s a new immortal. Some 400 years later, Joan stumbles upon a newly immortal Booker and despite befriending each other for a brief time, once again they part ways without realizing what the other is. 

After roughly 600 years of immortality, Joan is living a comfortable but lonely life, still unaware there are others like her. At least, until she dreams about Nile getting slashed through the throat. The dreams refuse to go away, and Joan manages to track down the young woman - and in the process, finds out not only is there another immortal like her, there’s a whole group of them, and all of them know each other. In an AU where Booker didn’t betray the team, most of her story is just her and the guard getting to know each other, trying to figure out how to make this new dynamic work, and Joan finding a place after centuries of not having anyone. Joan is aroace.

Hestia

Full name: Hestia

Fandom: Thor movies, MCU

Faceclaim: Freida Pinto

Their tags: Hestia, Hestia and Thor (for shipping purposes)

Fics/blurbs available: first post explaining her concept, Light, however sorry they are (AO3), I thought you were mine, Hestia and her relationship with the Odinson boys, “what if” episode au, Loki series meets What If AU Hestia, what Hestia thinks of the avengers, Hestia is kidnapped

Character bio/premise: Based on the goddess from Greek mythology, Hestia is the eldest daughter and princess of Olympus, another alien civilization like Asgard. The eldest daughter, but not the ruler, Hestia has taken care of the kingdom in her own way - tending to the fires and protecting the home and family - ever since they overthrew their tyrannical and abusive father centuries ago and created a kingdom of peace and prosperity - with the exception of their rivalry with Asgard. In an attempt to avoid war between their kingdoms, Odin and Zeus arrange a marriage between Thor and Hestia. While both of them range from reluctant but willing to outright reluctant, they are married and Hestia comes to live on Asgard. She is quiet and some would say "meek" or "weak", and no one expects her to get along with the brash and bold Prince Thor. Surprisingly, her calm demeanor and hidden strength makes it easy to form a friendship with him.

While dealing with culture clashes and coming to understand her new home and her new family, Hestia and Thor become friends, and then (slowly for Hestia, very quickly for Thor) fall in love. They remain happily married for centuries - up until the events of Thor 1 take place, followed by the rest of the MCU, making their lives a whole lot more complicated. Hestia is asexual biromantic.

Marianne

Full name: Marianne Ouellet (maiden name/preferred name), Marianne Schulman (legal name)

Fandom: X-Men prequels (First Class, Days of Future Past, Apocalypse) (Dark Phoenix does not exist on this blog)

Faceclaim: Clemence Poesy

Their tags: Marianne, Marianne Ouellet

Fics/blurbs available: Ethereal (AO3), a little fic about her and her husband, full character profile, text post edits, a little ‘cover’ I made for the fic

Character bio/premise: Born in 1931 in Montreal, moving to the States when she was 19, a single mother to a happy 12-year-old, widow of five years, and owner of a local used bookstore for 12 years, Marianne lives a hectic but normal life. She keeps her store running, her son safe and happy, and is happy to "mom friend" the kids around the neighbourhood. It's a normal existence - up until Charles Xavier and Erik Lehnsherr basically break into her store, tell her they know she has telekinesis, and ask her to save the world with them and other mutants like her.

While she initially refuses their offer, she later changes her mind, needing to keep her son safe. When she joins the other mutants, she finds herself joining a community she didn't know she needed, becoming the unofficial Team Mom of the group, and facing emotional issues she had pushed down for years. Marianne is bisexual.

Kris

Full name: Kristina Maria Stark

Fandom: Iron Man movies, MCU (canon divergent after Avengers)

Faceclaim: Olivia Cooke (young Olivia Cooke - I've had her so long, I've seen her faceclaim age with her)

Their tags: Kris, Kris Stark, scarlet girlfriends (for shipping purposes)

Fics/blurbs available: an ask explaining her character, “You saved my life” wandaxkris fic, short krisxwanda fic, “what if” episode au, what Kris thinks of the avengers, Kris vs Alicent Hightower venn diagram

Character bio/premise: As the beloved daughter of Tony Stark and heiress to Stark Industries, Kris basically has everything she could ever want, and she loves it. Until she and her dad get kidnapped by terrorists and are trapped in a cave for three months. After returning home, forever changed by the experience, her dad wants to go out and make sure Stark Industry weapons are wiped from the planet, while Kris just wants to forget it ever happened and return to her normal life. It takes being terrorized by her honourary grandfather and her father creating a supersuit and becoming a public superhero to realize that their lives are never getting back to normal. It takes her father nearly dying less than a year later for Kris to take up the mantle as another superhero, pushing her life as far from normal as it gets. Kris is a lesbian.

Rose

Full name: Rose, codename Venom

Fandom: Power Rangers: Jungle Fury

Faceclaim: Brittany O’Grady

Their tags: Rose

Fics/blurbs available: a whole post I made about her premise, her choice of animal, her having a breakdown, what happens in Ghost of a Chance (AO3)

Character bio/premise: 10,000 years ago, Rose - abandoned as a child, then abused and tormented by her Pai Zhuq master - chooses to join the evil Dai Shi, wanting revenge on humanity for the pain she’s suffered. She’s made into a double agent, spying on the humans for Dai Shi. It goes well, until the war is won by the Pai Zhuq and Dai Shi is sealed away. To keep her safe, Dai Shi turns Rose to stone, and she waits for 10,000 years before he returns and tasks her with being a double agent once more, this time spying on the power rangers who threaten his attempts to take over the world.

It’s supposed to be an easy mission. She sews discord in the group, avoids getting too close, and reports back to her Lord with information to destroy the rangers. But slowly, the safety and kindness of her fake life starts to feel more welcoming than the cruelty she had accepted before, and Rose suddenly finds herself at a crossroads - to choose revenge and a life she’s been told is the only one she deserves, or her new friends and a life she thinks she actually deserves.

Ryoko

Full name: Ryoko

Fandom: Original content

Faceclaim: no official one yet, but either Li Bingbing or Fan Bingbing would be good, as both have roles with white hair (The Forbidden Kingdom and The White Haired Witch of Lunar Kingdom respectively)

Their tags: Ryoko, Ryoko and Ten, Ten and Ryoko (relationship tags)

Fics/blurbs available: human vs god appearance, commissioned art!, Forgotten, Never Stopped,  All Trussed Up, Traveling Companion, Ryoko and Ten being silly, Ryoko’s healing abilities, Ryoko’s immortality, kidnapped (humor), NFWMB, Ryoko needs to sleep, Ten is insecure and Ryoko’s a good friend

Character bio/premise: Ryoko was a human woman once - about 10,000 years ago. When she discovered how to achieve immortality, though, she chased after it and became the first god in her world - the god of war, fire, death and the sun. Many others followed in her footsteps, and for thousands of years, they all ruled the world as a pantheon, with her as their ruler, the Queen of the Heavens. Flashfoward to present day, millennia later, and she’s the only god left in the world after she killed the rest of them. She wanders the world, alone as she has been for centuries now. At least, until she meets Ten, who wants to be a god and knows she’s the only one who can help him achieve his goal. Although she knows it didn’t end well last time, she finally agrees to help Ten, thinking that by helping them, she’ll be able to find a way to end her own immortality. The two of them set out on an adventure and despite her best efforts, she becomes too close to Ten, despite knowing she’s using them for her own selfish purpose.

Ten

Full name: Ten (no last name as of yet)

Fandom: Original content

Faceclaim: None yet, if you have any suggestions let me know!

Their tags: Ten, Ryoko and Ten,Ten and Ryoko (relationship tags)

Fics/blurbs available: Traveling companion, premise, goals and some background of their world, Never Stopped,  All Trussed Up, grudges, piccrew appearance, Ten is a history nerd and Ryoko is unhelpful, Ryoko and Ten being silly, Ten is insecure and Ryoko’s a good friend

Character bio/premise: Uses he/they pronouns. Raised in a small farming town, and the eldest living child of five, Ten was always told by his parents - and everyone else outside of his siblings - he would never amount to anything, that he was a waste of space. Desperate to prove everyone wrong, they moved to the city to find work and support their family while also trying to find ways to achieve more, to learn and study their passion - history and legends of the world - and become more than what they are. Eventually, he crosses paths with The legendary icon of their world, the only living god - Ryoko, queen of the heavens. Knowing this is the only way they can prove everyone wrong, they convince her to show them how to achieve godhood, and to their surprise, she agrees. They set out on a grand journey together, and despite all the terrifying legends of her and her own personality, Ten finds himself growing closer to the woman, unaware of the secrets she’s hiding from him. Ten uses he/they pronouns.

Cara

Full name: Cara Anderson (chosen name), Carina Alvarez (legal name)

Fandom: MCU (canon divergent after Avengers)

Faceclaim: Odette Annable

Their tags: Cara, Cara Anderson, my sister’s ocs

Fics/blurbs available: None

Character bio/premise: Raised by HYDRA to be an assassin, Cara never knew anything but abuse and cruelty, except for the love of her twin, Quinn. That all ended when she realized just how fucked up HYDRA was and made plans to run away with Quinn. Those plans came to an end when SHIELD attacked their HYDRA facilities and Quinn died in the attack. Grieving, but ready to leave HYDRA behind, Cara agrees to join SHIELD (not knowing HYDRA and SHIELD are one and the same) and become an agent for them after being given a second chance by Clint Barton, as well as Natasha Romanoff, Nick Fury, and Maria Ross (who would eventually become her best friend). Years go by and she’s definitely one of their best agents, although she still has a lot of unprocessed trauma and anger. Things get a little better when she finds a family with the Avengers. Things get a lot better when she meets Sam Wilson, whose good heart and entire character is a bright spot in her stormy life. Cara is bisexual.

Valerie

Full name: Valerie Jenkins

Fandom: MCU (canon divergent after Avengers)

Faceclaim: Amanda Seyfried

Their tags: Valerie, my sister’s ocs

Fics/blurbs available: None

Character bio/premise: Valerie is just a kid when her parents die and she’s sent to live with her aunt. She’s still just a kid when her aunt is in a car accident and ends up in a coma and Valerie is sent to live in foster care, before running away and living on the streets. She’s still just a kid when she discovers she’s a mutant with the ability to control metal. For years she lives as a drifter, but eventually she’s able to get off the streets and make ends meet as a waitress in NYC - up until aliens attack. Using her powers to fight, she’s discovered by the Avengers and SHIELD and recruited, and ends up living in the Avengers tower with the rest of them. After years of not having anyone, she’s finally found herself a space space and a family - a family that gets even bigger when the Maximoff twins show up and she finds herself growing closer to Pietro.

#my ocs #i'm making stuff #i'm saying stuff #i'm writing stuff #joan #hestia #marianne #kris #rose #ryoko #ten #cara #valerie #kris stark #marianne ouellet #cara anderson #didn't realize how many ocs don't have last names until this lmao

[galaxythreads]

17.?

17. What highly specific AU do you want to read or write even though you might be the only person to appreciate it?

Tw for child abuse

When Loki is a teen like 14/15, Laufey is called in for a peace conference that SOMEHOW ended up happening, not entirely sure. Over the course of this, Laufey learns that Loki is his son and is none to happy. Because as he recalls, his late wife had been hiding with their newborn son in the temple for protection, ergo: Fárbauti was almost certainly murdered and Loki kidnapped.

During the course of the conference, Laufey notices that Loki is clearly being abused by Odin and neglected by Frigga despite her best efforts (she is very busy) and Thor is no better off, but less obvious about it. The incident with Sif's hair happens and Loki gets his lips sewn shut in front of the peace conference and Laufey has just sort of had it. He then gets up and starts shouting about how Loki has been kidnapped and Odin is a horrible person, etc, etc just the beat down he deserved but never got. Odin is taken into custody and Frigga is declared regent.

Laufey takes custody of Loki and does NOT return to Jotunheim, instead the peace conference (or maybe a conference about what to do regarding Thanos?? Idk. Either peace conference or they're prepping for a fight) keeps Laufey in Asgard. Asgard is very unhappy about this, despite the fact that they sort of hate Loki, and Loki is horrified and struggling to come to terms with everything, but Laufey is a decent parent and actually helps him.

Cue lots of Laufey and Loki bonding broken by Asgard being butts but LEARNING TO BE BETTER and Laufey co-parenting Thor.

The story ends when the threat is eliminated or the conference is over. Thor and Loki are still friends and siblings at the end of this. It is extremely important to me that Loki does not abandon his brother for his new family because that always happens in Jotunheim fics and I hate it.

+Laufey being able to grow/shrink with magic because I personally find the hassle of dealing with a giant vs tiny small vulnerable child kinda frustrating. Loki needs a proper hug. ergo: grow/shrink magic.

+Thor getting hit by Odin for something pretty menial and Laufey temporarily considering adopting him, too (I just need thor to have a good father, okay? please.)

+Laufey not having his other kids on Asgard, so he can focus his entire attention on Loki

+Heimdall being some weird uncle-ish figure

+Loki's heritage being like on the bottom of the list of things they need to deal with, the longstanding emotional abuse/manipulation being the priority.

+Asgard throwing a brick through the window of where Laufey and Loki are staying early on with a threat and Loki freaking out about it.

+Oh! this one would actually be really fun to play around with the idea that Loki and Thor were raised as twins

Idk. I just really like the fics where abused child gets adopted by a competent adult and they work on things together, but it would be like. Loki's actual dad. +Thor gets a bonus dad. (please let him have a hug too*) It's a win for everyone.

I do not want to write this because it sounds extensive and exhausting. I would love to read it. I would sell my soul to read this, but I could not drag this highly detailed AU out of my brain under gun threat. I have thought about this extensively for probably three years, but as you can see. I have not written anything. Idk. Maybe someday I can wrestle something out.

that said, if anyone feels the desire to write this out, feel free. And please let me know because I will LITERALLY BETA THIS AND READ THIS AND COMMENT AND PLEASE.

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*i have read fics where Loki gets rescued from the abusive environment, but not any where the competent adults realize Loki and Thor need to be pulled from Odin's custody. Thor is nto okay. thor is not okay. Thor is not okay. thor is not okay

#laufey #loki prompt #mcu fic prompt #fic prompt #loki #odin's a+ parenting #loki fic prompt #ask #ask game #anon #answered #loki and thor #loki and laufey

[lady-rose-moon]

Will you be my dagger?

Summary: after Thor's coronation, Loki decides to make the celebrations all about you and him

A/N: this is in an AU where Odin died way before Ragnarok and it will also be Mythology Loki because I love him so Loki's children will be mentioned too! Takes place sometime after Avengers!

Loki was thriving while drinking mead with Fandral before a maid came over to him and tapped his shoulder, “Prince Loki? King Thor demands that you attend the feasts alongside everyone else. He is very adamant that he gives a toast in your honour!” 

Loki sighed and walked through the door that Thor was dragged through and he smiles softly when he sees you waiting for him already, “I see that you managed to stay away until I got here?” 

You smiled and wrapped your arms around his neck, gazing up at your handsome man’s face, “don’t worry, I doubt King Thor could ever make me celebrate with him. You are safe, my King.” 

“Your king, huh?” Loki smirked, his hands dropping down to hold your hips gently, “you do know that if the real King heard you call me that, he would be incredibly angry?” 

You looked behind Loki in mock thought before smirking, looking deep into the emerald of his eyes, “yes but knowing Thor, he’d trip over that ridiculously long cape they put him in while trying to get to me.” 

Loki laughed and pressed his lips to your forehead with a small smile on his face, “shall we go in, dear?” 

You giggled and intertwined your arms before walking into the feasting halls. The moment the doors opened and allowed them through, the mass of people turned to them and cheered to the Norns for the health of their new crown Prince. Thor watched from the royal table as Loki stepped into the room with his Princess.  

When all had quietened down, Thor stood from the chair and looked out at all that gathered in the hall, raising his mead to the sky, “My friends, we are here this day not only to celebrate me but to also celebrate my brother. Without him, I would still be the foolish Prince you knew two years ago. Norns, I never realised how two years could change a person. No better example than my little brother. To Prince Loki and his continued health!” 

Loki smiled slightly and walked over to Thor, taking his mead and raising it high just as Thor had done, “thank you to all that came today! Through my time as your King, it opened my eyes to more problems than I thought there would be. It wasn’t a problem, but I finally understood what it took to be King so I’m glad I am no longer in that place and I am glad that my replacement was Thor. However, there is also something I must announce today,” Loki looked to the side where you were smiling at him and joined him quickly, “my darling is with child!” 

The crowd erupted in cheers and from somewhere, fireworks lit up the large ceilings of the hall. This was the opposite reaction from when everyone discovered his and Angrboða’s children or even Sleipnir from himself. They rejoiced that their Prince would be having another baby that would bless the next generation of seiðr users. The public of Asgard held no doubt in their hearts that Prince Loki would teach this new child the gift of seiðr. 

The feast lasted for days but Loki did not attend more than three days’ worth of it. On the third day of the celebration of Thor’s coronation, Loki was sick of the taste of mead and the taste of cake, pies, grapes and nuts. 

On the third day, Loki awoke in the big bed with your head on his chest and he smiled lovingly down at you, brushing his fingers down your spine affectionately as he listened to your breathing. Carefully, Loki rolled you onto your back and he slid down the bed until his head was at the same height as your stomach and he gently caressed the small bump that was forming there as tears formed in his eyes. He had always wanted you to fall pregnant.

Loki loved all of his small family. His eldest, Fenrir would always hold his heart. Jörmungandr, his second-born, would always remain that precious egg that Angrboða gave birth to over seven hundred years ago. Hel, his third child, he would always love her, and he would miss her so much but even with Odin dead, his magic was still strong around her confinement on Niflheim. His gorgeous Sleipnir, his world and his only son born from him, Loki would always appreciate having Sleipnir around. After the announcement of your pregnancy, they had been talking Sleipnir out of his jealousy now that he would no longer be the youngest child of Loki anymore.  

The soft whimper of his beloved broke him out of his thoughts, and he smiled up at you when your eyes met his, “good morning darling, you look like you slept well. Our baby certainly did. They’re really coming, huh?” 

You smiled and nodded your head tiredly, “yeah our baby really is coming soon,” you tenderly held your soulmate close as he cradled your stomach with a loving smile. 

“It hardly feels real to me, my darling, I can hardly believe that you are even here with me. A Princess with so many other choices, chose the problem Prince of Asgard?” Loki mumbled, his lips gently brushing against your stomach again. He adored the feeling of the small bump, and he knew that he was smart enough to have figured out your pregnancy long before. He wondered why he had only recently found out. He had held you every night for these three months! Oh, you little minx, you had used a spell to make sure that he didn’t find out before you told him. 

You giggled and ran your fingers through his hair, admiring the curls at the ends that Loki used to furiously try to keep straight to show Prince-ly standards but now that he had suffered so much trauma, he didn’t feel as compelled to take care of his image as Prince of Asgard. Thor would be on the throne until the end of his life, he would never even dream of abdication.  

The world came back to him when you hummed and looked up to the ceiling, “I chose you because you’re perfect Loki. When I first met you? You were just a boy, just coming out of a marriage and fearful of your son being taken away. You, Loki, were so brave when Sleipnir was kidnapped. I thank you for allowing me to grieve with you, you let me build you back up... you deserve to have our baby. Our little one chose us too.” 

Loki smiled and rubbed his hands over your stomach with a purr as he stared down at the stomach that was holding his growing baby, “you feel perfect underneath my hands, my darling. Oh, darling, I cannot wait to hold our little baby in my arms.”  

You smirked and stroked your hand over his cheek before pulling him down into a rough kiss and he groaned as he moved closer to you to try and advance things.

Just then, the baby monitor sounded and over it, Loki heard the sound of Sleipnir’s calling of ‘mummy? Mummy!’ and he reluctantly pulled away from you, blew you a kiss and appeared in Sleipnir’s room. His son was laid in bed, his eyes wide in horror as his hands trembled. Loki saw this and frowned, walking over to Sleipnir and pulling him close, “what is the matter, my sweetheart?” 

Sleipnir sniffled and curled in Loki’s arms, clutching onto Loki’s lazy tunic and his eyes looked up towards his mummy, “I dreamt of him, mummy... I dreamt of grandpa... how I was used as nuffin more den a horse... I missed you, mummy!”

Loki shushed his son and rocked him gently, kissing the ebony hair that he had gotten from both him and Svaðilfari. Loki knew that his boy would have trauma from his time as Odin’s steed and he was deeply sorry that his boy had to go through such a terrible ordeal. Comfortingly, Loki started singing a lullaby that Frigga had once sang to him during a rough storm when he was merely a hundred years old. He felt his son calm in his arms but he did not want to let his little boy go just yet so he stood and walked into the kitchen, “how about some baking? Yeah? You’d always say yes to baking!” 

You walked into the kitchen two hours later to see Loki and Sleipnir covered in flour and clumsily pouring ingredients into a bowl, laughing happily as they did. You smiled and leant against the doorframe to watch the two boys laughing and looking at each other with combined amounts of mischief in their eyes.  

Loki placed the cake tin into the oven and when he turned to the refrigerator to grab something, he saw you at the door and froze. He had thought that you might sleep a bit longer to help with the exhaustion of pregnancy but here you were, standing in the doorframe and smirking at him like he was a misbehaving child. Smiling, he turned to Sleipnir and ruffled his hair, “go say good morning to mama, baby boy, mummy will watch the cakes.” 

Sleipnir nodded and ran over to you and hugged your legs, “Morning mama! Mummy offered to do some baking to calm me down! We made cookies, cakies, muffins, bwownies! Would you wike some?” the child asked and grinned, looking up at his adopted mother with a prideful look on his face. 

Taking a look at all the treats that the boys had made, you smiled and picked the child up to settle him on your hip, “my my my, you and mummy definitely have been busy! Cookies of all sorts of flavours? Cakes? Ooooh an excellent selection of muffins! Double chocolate chip, blueberry, raspberry! Boys, you spoil the whole family!” 

“They’re for my siblings!” Sleipnir smiled as he picked up one of the child-sized muffins that Loki made so that he could have one, “mummy said that he is bringing Uncle Thor to the upper islands to save Fenny! Den we’re going to save Jörmy! He gonna try to get Hel, too! We gon’ be a famiwy!” 

You looked up from the excited boy to smile at Loki with tears in your eyes, “you’re bringing them back? Oh, Loki!” you smiled and ran over to him, holding Sleipnir steady before pulling Loki in with your free hand and hugging him on the side, “you’re so wonderful, honey!!” 

Loki laughed sheepishly and rested his head on her head as he looked out of the window to the gardens with a happy sigh, “I think it’s time that they know home, don’t you? All of my children deserve to be free. They were pardoned years ago but they still haven’t been released from their confinement.”  

Ever since Fenrir had been banished, Loki had fought tooth and nail to find out where he and the rest of his siblings would be hidden. Fenrir’s island had been hidden from him through Odin’s seiðr and he hated the old man for ever thinking that his son would be dangerous without being provoked. So, Loki had sat down with Frigga a day ago and spoken with her about where his children were hidden. She had been helpful in telling him where Fenrir and Hel were since he already knew where Jörmungandr would be. Loki was finally so close to freeing his family, he could feel it.  

The silence that followed was comfortable, everybody in the kitchen munching on a sweet treat as they indulged in the hug and the comforts of their thoughts. Loki allowed himself to finally feel comfortable in your arms. He was away from Thanos. He had saved Frigga. Thor was King. He was finally at peace with the world around him and he knew that whatever was around the corner, having this backup would always comfort him.  

“Loki?” your voice broke through his thoughts and Loki looked toward you with a gentle smile, humming to signal that you had gotten his attention, “when are you leaving?” 

Loki sighed and looked over to the Midgardian clock that you had mounted in the private kitchens of his apartment and sighed as he studied the handles, “in about an hour, darling. Thor is still out celebrating his coronation and I swore to him that I would not try to destroy such a party in his honour.” 

“You put a glitter bomb on his chair, didn’t you?” you broke through the innocence of Loki’s explanation. You knew that whenever Loki ever said anything about letting Thor relax, he had mischief up his sleeve. 

Loki rolled his eyes and chuckled as he pouted, “you are so unfair, darling, you can’t let me have any fun. I wanted it to be a funny surprise when we went to pick him up.” 

“Loki you can’t hide anything from me, and you know it. I am your beloved and I shall always be able to tell that you are up to mischief. Anyway, if you leave in an hour, you have half an hour to spend with our cute little baby and me!” You smiled and looked down at Sleipnir, who had just begun to fall back to sleep even if it was ten in the morning.  

Loki chuckled and rolled his eyes before guiding his soulmate into the living space of his apartment and he sat down, pulling you down into his lap and he teleported Sleipnir so that he was laid across the sofa with his head snugly on Loki’s lap. This was his family and Loki was proud of it, he would always love his little family. 

The next half hour was spent with Loki talking quietly with you about mundane things, perhaps a few mentions of moving to Midgard here and there but they did not want to get into big subjects until his children were used to being around people again. They talked about your pregnancy and about how you planned on having the baby. Loki nor you knew the impact of having a Jötun child or what might happen to you during labour.  

After Loki had gotten ready and Sleipnir was left to be babysat by one of the maids, you easily led the way to the feasting halls where they could hear the loud music and the laughter roaring from inside. Loki felt that perhaps his prank had already been pulled off but his seiðr told him that the prank hadn’t been activated yet. Stepping into the hall, Loki smelt the prominent scent of booze and all the delicious goods that the staff had brought up from the royal kitchens. Loki enjoyed the scent for a moment before walking through the crowd to where Thor was laughing with his friends. 

“If it is alright with you, brother, I would like to get going,” Loki murmured to Thor and the newly crowned King glanced at him before sighing and looking at the Warriors Three. 

Thor had never been one for keeping on time and Loki knew that, so he knew not to be disappointed the moment that Thor started speaking, “Loki! My brother, just a few more minutes, if you will?” 

“Of course, my banished children may wait a few more minutes, Odinson.” 

That caught Thor’s attention and he had the audacity to look forlorn. Thor mumbled a quick ‘forgive me’ to his brother before walking over to the royal table, raising his mead high and tapping a spoon against it, “your attention everyone? This feast shall be closing promptly, gather at the tables for the final meal to celebrate the dawning of a new age for Asgard.” 

Everyone gathered at the tables that now appeared back in place as they had been days ago before being pushed to the side to be used as snack tables and a place to grab drinks. Loki ushered you to your seats, and he sat down with you, his hand on your thigh the entire time and then, Loki turned his attention towards his brother, “we are all waiting on you, your majesty.” 

Thor looked to his brother and smiled warmly before sitting down in the King’s chair only to fly up when glitter exploded all around him and he yelled in fright and the entire room burst into roars of laughter as their King, now covered in glittery pink, blue, red and purple turned to his brother. 

“LOKI!!!” was Loki’s signal to smirk and twist his wrist, dropping the illusion of himself and you being seated at the table, and he clapped from the other side of the hall. 

“Long live King Thor!” he yelled, and the room laughed again before Loki froze Thor in place. Now that Thor could not murder Loki for at least ten minutes, Loki turned towards his pregnant soulmate with a soft smile, “if you will, my princess? Close your eyes.” 

Curiously, you raised an eyebrow and then closed your eyes tight. You listened to the audience they had and heard a sharp gasp to your right. You could only imagine what Loki was doing in front of you and when you heard the whisper of ‘open your eyes’, your eyes snapped open to see Loki down on one knee with a golden dagger and a ring wrapped around the hilt of the blade, kept in place by the pattern of the pommel, in the shape of his symbol on Midgard, two serpents wrapped around each other. 

“Loki...?” you mumbled weakly, looking down at Loki with uncertainty, tears brimming in your eyes.  

Loki chuckled breathily, “you know? I once said this about my idea of love... that love is a dagger, it’s a weapon to be wielded far away or up close... You can see yourself in it, it’s beautiful! Until it makes you bleed... and then, ultimately when you reach for it... it wouldn’t be real... now you, y/n, changed my whole perception of love... you made me rethink that metaphor and I know now that yes, love is a dagger, but it doesn’t make you bleed when you reach for it! You can grab it, hold it close and it will protect you. Y/n Y/l/n... Will you be my dagger?” 

You sobbed and covered your mouth with your hands, nodding furiously as tears spilled freely and you jumped into his arms, “yes, Loki! Yes, I will!! I will marry you and be your dagger!!” 

Loki smiled brightly and swayed with you side to side as everyone applauded to them, even Thor looked less angry than he did before the proposal and giving of the traditional weapon. 

“No matter what happens in our marriage or through your pregnancy, darling, I will always have you, I promise.” 

#loki pregnancy fic #tom hiddleston #loki x reader #loki fluff #loki x you #requests open #imagines #loki layfeyson x you #this was so cute #HE PROPOSED #love is a dagger #loki laufeyson #god of mischief

[themculibrary]

Bucky And Loki (Winterfrost) Masterlist 2

part one

A Recurring Lesson of Learning New Skills (ao3) - lionessvalenti E, 12k

Summary: Loki has been wasting away in prison for three years. Bucky needs to go off-world to protect himself from HYDRA. Perhaps they can solve both of these issues with one arrangement.

Can I Bum A Ride? (ao3) - McFiddleStan E, 8k

Summary: The end of a relationship finds Loki driving to his parents' home in the pouring rain. He sees a man walking on the side of the road and feels bad so he stops to pick him up. And things escalate from there.

Cracked Actor (ao3) - Dont_touch_the_phlebotinum E, 11k

Summary: Everybody had secrets. Most people's weren't nearly as interesting as they liked to think they were.

There were always exceptions to that rule, though. Loki had just never expected Bucky Barnes to be one of them.

Everyone in This Cinema Hates Us (ao3) - emptymasks T, 2k

Summary: “Even though they’re clearly supposed to be highly traine-” The man stopped as the blonde next to him placed a hand on his arm.

“Brother, behave.” The man’s brother (why did Bucky feel relieved by that information) growled.

The man just smirked.

So Bucky wasn’t imagining things. Well, today just got a lot more interesting. This man might keep Bucky’s boredom levels from being fatal.

As long as the man’s brother, or anyone else in the cinema, didn’t get him kicked out.

Feral (ao3) - goldenwatcher E, 5k

Summary: Loki sees something recognizable in the Winter Soldier, something he might be able to manipulate. Bucky, however, turns the tables on him in a delightfully erotic way.

Frostbite (ao3) - Skarla T, 19k

Summary: James is more than a little wary at the thought of a new addition to the facility, especially when everyone else seems to have strong opinions over his presence. Loki doesn’t particularly want to be there, but then he doesn’t really want to be anywhere else either and Sargent James Barnes is the most intriguing Midgardian he’s met yet.

"I'll walk you home." (ao3) - McFiddleStan T, 1k

Summary: Bucky and Loki are at the tail end of their date. Bucky doesn't want him to leave, but Loki has an early morning call.

Man's Best Friend (ao3) - Dont_touch_the_phlebotinum T, 10k

Summary: Bringing a stray home doesn't usually end this well.

Relocation Services (ao3) - aurilly E, 8k

Summary: T'Challa puts Bucky in charge of helping the Asgardians settle in Wakanda. Thor suggests that Loki partner with him on the job.

Great. Just, great.

Stay With Me (ao3) - McFiddleStan M, 32k

Summary: A mechanic and a grad student meet in a club and a one-night stand develops into a weekend affair. But one, or both, might want more. WinterFrost, Modern AU

strange light in a purple sky (ao3) - Lake (beyond_belief) M, 10k

Summary: Loki gets kicked out of Asgard and lands in Arizona, where he's found by the Winter Soldier. Who has goats.

The Blue Planet (ao3) - aurilly E, 6k

Summary: Bucky gets hit with sex pollen while fighting space monsters with Loki.

Unfortunately, Loki doesn't immediately realize that's what's happening.

The Song Remembered (ao3) - Unforgotten M, 108k

Summary: The first person Bucky meets in Narnia seems pretty rude, and goes on to stab him for no good reason.

It probably shouldn't be the start of a beautiful friendship, but there you have it.

(Or: Five times Bucky and Loki meet in Narnia.)

until the stars rain down from the heavens (ao3) - aurilly E, 150k

Summary: Loki is only looking for attention when he runs away from the palace. Instead, he finds a friend. And a mystery.

It takes a few false starts and a lot of complicated scheduling, but the boy from the impossible town becomes the clock by which Loki measures his life. (It isn’t just a metaphor. There’s literally a watch involved. And some lost marbles.)

Vetr / Zima (ao3) - yumekuimono M, 18k

Summary: For his crimes, Loki has been sentenced to exile in Midgard, under the watchful eye of his brother and the Avengers. James has recently been rescued from the clutches of HYDRA, though he wishes people would stop calling him Bucky. They're both on the outside, looking in.

You Meet the Most Interesting People at 2AM (ao3) - Dont_touch_the_phlebotinum E, 10k

Summary: It wasn't the greatest trade-off for Loki, escaping New York City and his father's ambitions only to end up working at his brother's diner in the middle of nowhere. Or it hadn't been, at least, until a freak storm led a handsome stranger to his doorstep. Perhaps the night shift wasn't so bad after all.

#themculibrary #mcu #marvel #bucky barnes #loki #winterfrost #winterfrost masterlist #masterlists #m/m

[saphirafoxgirlspost1]

(Open Rp) Marvel Au and Ben10 World in "Royal Secrets Of Asgard"

A Long time ago, there is a Place Home Where all the gods and warriors lived in the Center of the nine realms Called "Asgard". It was Ruled by the Allfather of the gods name "Odin" Whom he sits on his throne watching over his kingdom with his two Sons and daughter by his side along with his beautiful wife..Then One day, Odins Daughter Announce that She is marrying The general of Sakutopia back in midgard..Her father was pleased, Time pass by..She gave Birth to her Lovely Daughter Name "Saphira Lorraina Fox" the princess of All Asgard…She is Half Kitsune and Half Asgardian…When She got older by the age of 5 , She got Magic and Mischief lesson from her uncle Loki The god of Mischief and the Fighting Skills With her uncle Thor The god of thunder. When She got even more older, She became beautiful and Compassion and fierce Just like her Mother and father. Then one day Odin announce that Saphira Will become a goddess of Love and Compassion and War, But Odin heard about the Prophecy from the Oracle that Saphira Will be the Most Powerful goddess…More Powerful than Odin himself and the other gods… When Odin Decided to Send Saphira to Midgard To find a proper Suitor Upon a Watchful eyes of The gatekeeper name Heimdall..But years pass…Odin wanted to hear Heimdall reports…but Alas..Heimdall told odin that Her Sorry excuse Ex-boyfriend named Ronald Stoppable has been betrayed her..and Killed His own daughter by his own hands .His Words Made Odins Blood Boils..even Saphira's Father Mordue was Too was infuriated..Knowing that Ronald Stoppable was Down right cruel, greedy, and selfish For treated His own Daughter as a Slave and all…He wanted to Smite them..but Couldn't.. In the Meetings, Saphira's parents, grandparents and her Uncles are Arguing about Saphira's Suitors Delima…., However Odin has come to the Solution as well…her family decided to stay in Midguard and Disguised themselves as A Very Wealthy and rich family in "New asgard" known as "The Odinsons",,,After Saphira graduated..Her parents Began to Make her to be a Most beautiful Models in "Odinsons Buisness" and "Fox Co." as well..So..Saphira became famous in middleton now..but..She decided to move away..from middleton..to bellwood..home of the good people..until..Saphira was in the tour bus at camping sight..until..She saw something crash into the forest as she gasp and said,"Odins beard what was that? I must take a look." She began to head there and saw a Small boy name ben tennyson whom he got this strange object and clamped onto his wrist..and time passed..She bump into diamond head as she made an off and said," OH i am very sorry sir i- Oh your that diamond headed guy.." but he runs off…and saphira was so suprised…until..next morning..she met with a boy again and she said* oh its you!..umm whats your name? then he answers

#Open rp #romance #Drama #ben 10 #Marvel #Fall

[noodlecupcakeswritings]

A Second Chance - Chapter 9 (LokiXOC)

After the snap and losing her husband, Raven tries to settle on New Asgard with Thor and Valkyrie. But even after losing Loki twice before this time around doesn’t make it any easier. Until a variant of Loki shows up looking for her. Could this be the second chance they both need?  

Warnings: Angst, Feels, Will these two ever stop arguing? Lets hope so, Loki and Raven are both touch starved

Chapter 9

Loki

We picked up the supplies she had listed in silence. At first, I had felt a sense of pride knowing I’d actually won an argument for once. But the longer the silence lingered, the more I worried about what was running through her head. As determined as she was to argue that she wasn’t like her old self or the Raven from my timeline she was doing a very convincing impression right now. Not that I’d tell her that unless I wanted to incur her wrath further. Raven parked the car amongst others before getting out. Not wanting to be bored in the car, much like the dog next door, I followed Raven into the giant building before us. Raven grabbed a cart before heading deeper inside where an array of groceries waited.

She had previously mentioned she wanted to do a full food shop now that I was staying. If she even wanted me to continue to stay after this. First, she added various fruits and vegetables to the cart, although I quickly removed the bell peppers when she wasn't looking. I don’t imagine I’d be a fan of those in any timeline. In the next aisle over Raven attempted to reach for something on the top shelf, her fingers just out of reach. Standing back with my arms folded, I wondered how long it would be before she swallowed her pride and asked for help.

Raven continued to try and reach for the item. She glanced down at the bottom shelf, likely debating whether it could take her weight if she used it as a step. Now was probably a good time to intervene before she hurt herself or broke something. Stepping closer and standing at her side, I made it clear I was there to help if she asked. “I understand you’re mad at me, but you can still ask for my help,” I told her. “I’ve got it,” she insisted. With that Raven put the weight of one foot on the shelf to give her the boost she needed to grab the item from the top shelf.

Luckily, she remained steady and gave me a smug smile as if to say, ‘told you so’. Taking the cart from her I followed her through the store, Raven keeping her hand on the end of the cart as if she didn’t trust me to operate it myself. The smell of freshly baked bread filled the air as Raven led us down the bakery aisle. Raven added a few things to the cart before pausing over an item as if debating to put it in the cart. “These were your...” she trailed off as she realised her mistake, “his favourites. Sorry.”

Taking the packet from her I read over the label before checking the contents. Pain au chocolat’s. Well, they didn’t look disgusting. I could probably try one even if it was to try and make her happy. Putting them in the cart, I glanced back at her. She had that look on her face that told me she was now beating herself up internally for making that previous mistake. It was the exact same look my Raven had, her lips pressed into a thin line as she avoided eye contact.

I wanted to tell her it was okay; she didn't have to worry about it. The mistake was harmless, I was neither upset nor mad at her. But she didn’t seem to be accepting of any comfort from me at the moment. “What else do we need?” I asked, trying to change the subject and get her to focus on something else. Raven blinked and glanced down at the list on her phone, silent for a few more seconds. “Pasta, meat," she listed. “Lead the way.”

Raven and I wandered up and down the aisles until the cart was full. Raven entered one last aisle, throwing a lined notepad and a pack of pens inside before she became distracted by the art supplies. I watched as she pondered over the sets of pencils, sketchbooks and watercolours. Now that I thought about it, I hadn’t seen any of her usual art supplies around the cottage. Not even a single worn-out pencil. Perhaps she didn’t have time for her hobby now. Or perhaps she had lost her muse. That was more likely with everything she had been through. I wanted to encourage her, but she’d see it as me pushing her, so I held my tongue once more.

With a soft shake of her head, Raven turned away from the sketchbooks and exited the aisle. Hesitating I wondered if I could just throw some things in without her noticing. If I’d had Midgardian currency, I would have brought them myself and surprised her later with them. Something that might make her smile again. I’d do anything to see her smile again. Even if that meant leaving her. Perhaps I was not the thing to make her happy anymore and if so, I would have to come to terms with that somehow.

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Once we got back to the cottage, I put away the groceries whilst Raven began to separate the other supplies we had brought for the village. Making a start on the fridge I noticed Raven had brought quite a few bars of chocolate, one of the brands I was even familiar with. Mobius had used chocolate as a bribe when he wanted me to do extra paperwork back at the TVA. After hearing Asgard didn’t have sweets or what his idea of sweets was he’d found an assortment of things for me to try. Judging by the amount of chocolate I guessed her Loki had had quite the sweet tooth.

Conversation between us had been mostly non-existent and frankly, I preferred her shouting at me to this silence. At least with her shouting, I knew where I stood, I knew what was going on in her head. And now we were at an impasse. I wasn’t going to apologise for what I had said earlier when it was so obvious I was right. And she clearly couldn’t stand the sight of me, let alone my presence. Maybe it would be best for her if I did leave. Maybe I’d go back to the TVA and reunite with Mobius. Even the TVA was better than being alone.

I sat at the table and cleared my throat to get her attention. Raven turned to me, waiting to see what I wanted. “Could we talk? About earlier? Please,” I asked. She relented and sat down opposite me; she still probably expected me to apologise. Her hands rested on the tabletop as she waited for me to say my piece. “I can’t help but feel like me being here isn’t helping you. That I’ve reopened wounds that had never truly healed. And it’s not just you that my presence seems to bother. I know the Asgardians and Valkyrie probably don’t want me here either-“

“What are you saying?” Raven asked, cutting me off. “Would it make you happier if I left?” “No!” Raven said quicker than I anticipated, "stay. Please.” I paused, having not expected her to say that. A soft smile spread across my face and relief filled me, knowing she wanted me to stay regardless of my earlier mistakes. I placed my hand over hers, hoping the act wasn’t too bold and she wouldn’t snatch her hand away. Raven remained still, her breath hitching at the skin-on-skin contact. I had to admit that something as small and innocent as this felt pleasant.

Perhaps I was craving human touch more than I had originally thought. Or maybe it was just her touch I wanted most. And whilst this wasn’t nearly enough to make up for the five years without human touch, it was still welcomed. Her skin was as soft and warm as I remembered, and I needed so much more. Reigning myself in, I removed my hand, putting them in my lap. “I would offer to cook tonight but I don’t think that would end very well,” I said with a short laugh. A hint of a smile played at the corner of her lips, and I felt my heart skip a beat. “It’s all right, you were a lousy cook in this universe too.”

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[statisticalcats2]

My Peter Lokison AU

Timeline

Pre-Peter

Loki's eldest child is Sleipnir, who was sired by a Midgardian stallion and birthed by Loki in the form of a mare.

At some point Loki "ran away from home" to another planet where he met Angrboda and had three children with her: from eldest to youngest, Fenris, Jörmungandr, and Hela. Loki and Angrboda were both magically powerful beings which ended up mixing in interesting ways with their children! Fenris is a giant wolf, Jörmungandr a giant serpent. Hela is humanoid like her parents and was even more magically powerful.

Loki and Angrboda raised their children for years with Odin unaware of it until he received a prophecy warning that the three would be his downfall and cause the end of the world. Prophecies don't always come true but Odin didn't want to take the chance. He tracked Loki's new family down and imprisoned and banished his children in various ways.

Frigga and Thor both tried to talk Odin out of it but didn't succeed.

Fenris was brought to Asgard where he was tricked into letting himself be restrained in a dungeon under the guise of a test of strength.

Jörmungandr was banished to Midgard, landing and staying in the waters.

Hela was banished to the realm(s) of the dead, which transformed her into a being that was neither alive nor dead.

Loki was forcibly brought back to Asgard where everyone pretended nothing had happened (publicly at least).

(Plot hole because I can't decide what happened with Angrboda.)

Hela's new state of being and talent with magic enables her to tap into the threads of the universe that allow the dead to contact the living and manipulate them in such a way that she forms a permanent psychic link with Loki and her siblings (including Sleipnir).

This helps the banished and separated family stay relatively sane but they're unable to do anything about their situation.

Peter's birth

Many, many years later, Loki "runs away from home" again, this time to Midgard, where he lives in the form of a Midgardian woman.

He becomes pregnant from a one-night stand. The pregnancy wasn't planned but he was happy to have another child.

After Peter's birth, Loki happily raised him for a couple years. But at that point, Frigga unexpectedly visited him, telling him that Odin wanted him back on Asgard and it wasn't a request that could be denied.

Loki resigned himself to returning but didn't want Odin anywhere near Peter after what he did to his other children.

Frigga agreed and Loki trusted her much more than Odin so she took Peter and left him to be found by a Midgardian couple who could raise and care for him. Said couple was of course Richard and Mary Parker.

Peter never fully felt abandoned as he had inherited his family's psychic link. Despite distance, he could talk with his mother and his siblings every day.

Sadly, Peter's adoptive parents died when he was still a young child. He was taken in and adopted by his adoptive uncle and aunt, Benjamin and May Parker.

MCU happenings

After the events of the first Thor movie, Loki stops responding to any of his children. Hela can tell the link isn't broken, but Loki is effectively closed off from them now.

After several happy years being raised by his aunt and uncle, Peter has to deal with another family tragedy as Benjamin dies.

He's surviving and loving despite it all.

Radioactive spider bite happens and Peter's superhero life begins.

After the events of Civil War, as he's spending more time with Tony, knowing how much Tony was hurt by Steve keeping secrets from him, Peter reveals his parentage to Tony and explains his psychic link with his siblings and that he's in frequent contact with them, but not his mother (not by his choice).

With it finally out in the open with someone, Tony starts getting somewhat familiar with Peter's siblings in a secondhand way as Peter now regularly mentions and talks about them.

(He ends up telling Ned and May too, after they find out about him being Spider-Man, because what use is more secrets?)

At some point Thor returns to Midgard and meets Peter and the family ties are revealed. He's very happy to have another nibling, though he's still filled with guilt for failing to help Fenris, Jörmungandr, and Hela. He starts spending a lot of time on Midgard, bonding with Peter (and his other niblings secondhand).

The events of the first Doctor Strange movie happen and the universe cracking fuckery ended up inadvertently breaking Hela's banishment and transporting her to New York.

She allows herself to be "contained" by Stephen at the Sanctum but refused to tell anything and requests/demands to see Tony Stark.

Stephen grumpily acquiesces and retrieves Tony to bring to her (what a first meeting to have, but hey, it's better than meeting right before a world destroyer arrives).

Once she's met Tony and it's explained who she is, Stephen somewhat reluctantly agrees to let her be as she claims to have no desire (or even the ability) to endanger this world, and simply wants to see her younger brother.

Tony takes her to his home in Stark Tower and invites Peter over to finally have the siblings meet face to face.

Hela's a permanent presence now. She alternates living in Stark Tower and living with Peter and May (more often the Tower as May's apartment has limited space.)

Hela and Thor are reunited now too. Hela's not interested in any grudges so they get to build their family bond too.

Jörmungandr has been on Midgard this whole time but doesn't see the others in person much. She sticks to the deep waters, away from busy civilization. She's very much in contact with them through their link though.

Events vaguely similar to the first part of the Ragnarok movie happen, Odin dies on Midgard in the presence of Thor and Loki. He regrets what he did to his grandchildren and breaks Fenris and Jörmungandr's banishments.

After Odin's death, Thor beseeches Loki to stay with him on Midgard, telling him of his meeting Peter and Hela's arrival and stay on the planet. Loki can live with his family again if he lets himself.

Hela sensed Odin dying but only arrived after he had already passed. Her arrival at the scene helps convince Loki to try living again with his family.

Hela forgives Loki for his ignoring of his children for years but also makes it clear that she won't stand for him hurting Peter again and if he wants to reunite with Peter, he needs to stay in Peter's life.

Peter's just happy to have his mother back.

Loki ends up living at Stark Tower too which is... interesting. He and Tony basically both agree to try and get along for Peter's sake.

Things go surprisingly well and Tony, Thor, Rhodey, and Loki basically end up being a bit of an Avengers revival, with Peter joining in at times (to Tony's dismay and Thor and Loki's delight).

Thanos

Thanos is still on his world balancing mission and Bruce still knows and comes to warn Stephen (I don't have a specific storyline here, Bruce was still in space and ended up crossing paths with Thanos and knowing of his plan).

Stephen summons the new Avengers, plus Hela, minus Peter.

Canon Infinity War stuff happens but Bruce does now get encouragement from Hela to contact Steve. She asks him to ask Steve if he knows where Nick Fury is, but Steve isn't able to help. Hela's able to find out herself through her tapping into the universal threads but that takes a bit of work so she tried the easy way first.

Hela is able to locate and contact Fury, fills him in as quickly as she can, and tells him to contact Carol and request her help with Thanos.

Hela's usually unable (literally unable) to interfere in the affairs of the living because of her state of being and universal laws, but she gets involved now. It's quite a frightening moment for the others, as it becomes clear just how serious the situation is if she's getting involved. (It basically counts as divine intervention.)

Fenris and Sleipnir are brought to Midgard to help in the fight against Thanos's army. Sleipnir, Fenris, Jörmungandr, Hela, Thor, and Loki are all there for the battle in Wakanda.

The battle starts before Carol arrives but she makes it and helps turn the tide as well.

Hela's able to be transported to Titan by Stephen using Peter's genetic connection with her.

Thanos is successfully defeated before he can perform the Snap.

#marvel #mcu #statcat's peter lokison au #statisticalcats creations #pro fiction safe #pro ship safe

[terry-perry]

Smile Through Your Fear and Sorrow

Pairings: Ex!Steve Rogers x Odinsdottir!Reader, Steve x Peggy (implied, but can also be open to interpretation), Loki x Sylvie, Thor x Jane

Genres: Angst, songfic? (more of a story inspired by listening to a song multiple times), Family fic

A/N: Part 2 to this AU for my popular AU. Basically a “What If…?” scenario where Steve and Odinsdottir break up because he stayed in 1945. However, he returns sooner than what we saw in Endgame. And not alone…

Also decided to do a variation of Loki where he might've come back but is still part of the TVA.

Enjoy!

Y/N gave small bites of the bread Thor was sweet enough to bring her. He needn't bother since she wasn't all that hungry. She wasn't really feeling all that well actually. It's why she couldn't see her friends off that morning. She'll miss them dearly and told Thor and Val to offer everyone her best wishes, especially the newly betrothed couple.

She wanted everyone to be happy for Steve. He and Thor always got along so well, and that shouldn't change just because he was with someone else.

Y/N, meanwhile, had been on her own for the last year and a half. It was already a time of many challenges related to processing everything that happened with Thanos, but then Thor left with the Guardians. She and Valkyrie took over the ruling of New Asgard which involved a lot of paperwork, many officials to speak to, and hosting numerous ceremonies. There was no time to dwell on emotions.

She had no right to be angry with Steve, anyway, since it was a mutual decision for him to leave to not only return the stones but also himself to his proper time. Even though they were in love, he had the opportunity to be with his first love.

She didn't want to be selfish, even though she very much wanted him to stay. After everything, she wanted the simplicity they promised to have with each other. The normalcy they could never properly have except through stolen moments with one another.

But no, she let him go. He deserved happiness after all he sacrificed. If that happiness couldn't be shared with her, then so be it.

However, he showed back up without alerting anyone of his return. Not only that, but he brought her. He brought back his one true love he regretted leaving in 1945 to a world she could be better appreciated in. He was always doing what he could to make those he cared for feel loved.

On a similar note, Y/N wanted to do her best to be happy for Steve. Though if Y/N was being more honest, she knew it was for the best after observing the journeys each of her friends and family had endured regarding love. Wanda, Pepper, Valkyrie, and Strange -- Y/N knew each of their love stories ended in heartbreak somehow. She didn't wish to be part of all that.

Her brothers themselves found love during the unique situations they were in.

First, there was Thor and the Midgardian scientist Jane Foster. They were both different, but somehow they made it work. They taught each other their contrasting ways of life and demonstrated a shared level of respect and understanding for one another. Time went on, and their bond grew as they connected in an uplifting and meaningful way.

It was a pleasure to see her big brother happy. She was there to hear him set his sights on a bright future with Jane that included a welcoming home and many mini versions of him and Jane residing in said home. Yet she noticed that the more he considered a future with Jane, his concerns about losing it all increased. That's when he began to build these walls around himself and kept busy with various tasks that took him to other realms. It was when both he and Jane grew too busy for each other that they chose to discuss the space that formed between them. It became too challenging for them to communicate their thoughts and better to end it all.

Just when it felt like they were ready to give their relationship another chance, Jane decided to give up whatever was left of her health to help save everyone from Gorr. It was a difficult but necessary move that led to Thor making a fresh new start with his adopted daughter, Love. Y/N loved her darling new niece, seeing more of Thor in her every time she visited the pair.

Then there was Loki. It was just like him to fall for a variation of himself. He and Sylvie, this woman variant he talked about, were deeply passionate about what they did and shared many other common traits and ideals, which helped them develop a strong bond. They were able to get along well because of their shared values.

It was a rocky start, but they quickly grew close. Then Sylvie double-crossed him in a way that made him feel betrayed and heartbroken, seeing as he believed he got through to her similarly to how she got through to him. Although it had been a devastating experience, he did not feel the need to hold her responsible. If anything, he understood why she did what she did.

All he does now is travel through space and time with his companion, Mobius, in the hopes that he will find her again and spend the rest of his days with her in whatever way she desires.

That's the way it always goes. The combination of vulnerability and passion will be a powerful force that allows beings to show their feelings, which can be terrifying yet exhilarating. Then the time comes when it's all over. It was a painful realization but required.

It's better to have to hold one's own hand sometimes to protect yourself from harm and ensure that you're doing everything correctly. Perhaps that was the way for the children of Odin. Regardless of how long a romantic relationship lasts, it'll eventually end.

According to Thor, it's better to feel terrible about losing someone's love than to never experience it. He called it "feeling shitty." She believed her brothers had developed such unrealistic expectations for love, especially after suffering the heartbreak of loss and rejection they did. Although she appreciated Thor's input and his words on "feeling shitty" being better than pushing people away and closing off your heart, she wasn't ready to embrace the idea. She had other priorities that were a better use of her time than reflecting on her failed relationship.

It didn't matter that there were still times when she'd feel lonely and sit and think about the time they spent together. Good times like sitting on the roof of the old Avengers compound and talking about everything that came to mind, Steve clinging onto her in the mornings when she'd dare try to get out of bed, or watching old movies together. It's hard to remember the memories they made together.

It's why she wanted to do her best to show how happy she was for him. She didn't want it to be the same every time. She wished to avoid all the pain that came from seeing him. The best solution she could think of for moving on from such an experience was to smile and keep saying she was happy.

A sudden knock at her door startled her out of her thoughts. She told the person to come in, thinking one of the handmaidens was going to enter and tell her that her friends had officially departed. She was hoping this would be the case since the news would help her further in continuing to move on from all of this. Unfortunately, this particular news brought a guest who made her heart stop.

"Captain Rogers, my lady,"

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[theofreakingbell]

AU wherein Thor has transitioned New Asgard to parliamentary democracy or something so isn't strictly needed and doesn't know what to do with himself and is a mess and Loki has just been brought back from being dead again and can't stay on earth cause he'd get arrested and is also a mess for different reasons so they go off together in a ship and become space hero freelancers like the guardians while trying to figure out where the heck they fit into everything and where they stand and want to be with each other and try to take care of each other and be there for each other despite the fact that they're both A Mess

#literally I need this #I think about this kind of AU so often #brodinsons #thorverse fanfic ideas