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fla-t-line · 2 months
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like-sands-of-time · 6 months
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So does sigyn just not exist in the mcu? I know she's in the comics even though I don't read them. Because why are you telling me Loki is completely unloveable and the only person he can love/feel attracted to is himself as a woman that's insane. He's not this demonic guy he's a god of tricks and chaos. He's loved by Thor. By frigga/Freya. By sigyn his canon wife. By his children even if you don't want them to exist here (why I've no idea that's an amazing story)
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iosagol · 7 months
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Reread @galaxythreads Drawing Keys With Water this week and rediscovered my love for Nova!Loki in that fic, so ✨here we are now✨
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theorderofthetriad · 5 months
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still haven't watched loki s2 but "for you, for all of us" - always comes back to the daddy issues, doesn't it?
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worstloki · 1 year
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Loki never cared abt the black order tho
Bold words for the guy who’s emotionally attached to a cube
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blankdblank · 9 months
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Poke Ch 31 - You Remind Me of the Babe, Babe With the Power
It, has been a day. So this is a bit late. Debated splitting this in half but figured the title went so well with both halves so settle in for a long one this week. Neighbors decided to start fireworks two days to the end of June so new cat is not fond of it and has been in a mood and wreaking havoc on my plans in the process to keep her calm. Enjoy guys I really tried to make this island unique and not just some weird wild addition. Hope you like it and do let me know what you think of it. :)
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pandagirl45 · 7 months
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OKAY, a new unhinged idea
Thanos being adopted as a baby by Strange and Loki. Just raise the little purple baby and try to give him a good home. Thanos would definitely fit in with the Jotunns. He is tall.
It is so dumb it can work XD
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icyxmischief · 6 months
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Maybe I'm not following the right people, but I have to admit I'm stunned no one is talking about how the excruciating experience of "time slipping" is described, by Loki, as "not that bad...I've had worse."
Like. Let that sink in with respect to how bad being a lieutenant and "child" of Thanos must have been. I mean, every time it happens, he SHRIEKS in fear and in pain.
This probably revisits exactly what sort of psychological torment Thanos's goon team (particularly Ebony Maw) effected on their prisoners of war, and the PTSD derealization that resulted (and probably still happens--please remember this is a Loki for whom all that shit is fresher than TDW or Ragnarok Loki).
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lokisprettygirl · 11 months
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Under his influence (Post Avengers! Loki x female reader)
Read chapter 5 here // Series Masterlist
Chapter 6
Summary : The date with Chase ends horribly but Loki is there for you. He's your friend afterall.
Warning: mention of drinking, sweet loki is sweet, maybe he wants to be called pretty names and be cared for (maybe), midgardian men being an ass
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"You are so cute aren't you?" He smiled at the compliment, he loved it whenever you complimented him, he probably would have found it demeaning if an Asgardian woman had said it to him but with you he didn't have to pretend to be someone he was not. Your tone wasn't condescending or filled with a sense of mockery, you just found him cute. Just cute.
"I am cute?" He giggled like a child high on sugary sweets, you were in the kitchen making something but he couldn't smell it, what was happening here? Oh!! He must be dreaming, because he knew you weren't attracted to him in that way. Right?
"Ohhh you are so cute.. adorable" you walked towards him and sat down on his lap which made him gulp, the proximity always made him want to do sinful things with you. Your fingers tucked his hair behind his ears and he felt every inch of his skin tingle. You leaned into him to kiss his cheeks one by one and then you kissed his forehead, the action immediately made him want to curl up to you again, maybe that's why he was having such an offensive dream. He wasn't sleeping in your arms tonight.
"Thank you" he mumbled softly and it made you smile, your thumb brushed over his lower lip which made him gasp a little.
"God you are pretty, you're a pretty pretty boy aren't you?" You whispered against his mouth but you weren't kissing him just yet and he really wanted to kiss you. He hasn't been able to stop thinking about it since last night. You looked down and there was a mischievous smirk on your face, he was getting hard because of all the touching and the praises. Definitely the praises.
"I apologize darling..I uhh--" before he could finish his words you pressed your index finger on his lips to shut him up.
"Shhhhh it's okay, i love that" his eyes widened at the statement, but then this was his dream after all. You wouldn't want him like that would you? He didn't think you felt the heat with him that you so badly craved, he was just a friend, no, not even that, he was just that man who had invaded your life and your personal space. You were probably just nice to him because you felt bad for him. The forehead kisses brought him back to focus on the dream, a part of him felt guilty thinking about you like this, you trusted him and gave him space in your room, you made him a part of your life and he didn't want to lose that.
"You like this?" You questioned as you pressed him against the back of the couch.
"I do" he could hardly whisper as your lips latched onto his neck, sucking and kissing every soft spot you could find.
"Such a good boy, I love you"
He woke up with his heart beating faster than ever, he had fought battles and been in wars but he had never been so out of breaths before.
For once he has awakened before you so at least you weren't up to see the disheveled state he was in at the moment. That and the raging erection he was sporting right now.
He averted his gaze to look at you, you were sleeping on your front with one of the arms right under the pillow, perhaps the reason why you didn't feel uncomfortable having his head on your arm all night, you were used to having yours. Your legs were folded in L shape and it made him smile. He laid down on the bed again to think about the filthy dream he just had about you, well he wasn't seeing Thanos and his men at least so that was a good change. Though he had no right to have such dreams about you, you were going to court some mortal that he knew would break your heart and hurt you.
Did you feel the heat with this Chase fella? You must, why else would you agree to date him if you didn't.
He couldn't sleep again so he got up and took a cold shower. He needed it. He knew he was starting to develop sexual feelings for you but the dream was something else entirely, did he actually want to be beneath you in bed?
He had hardly ever participated in such an affair before, he once attempted to be the submissive one in bed but backed out at the last moment because the lady he was woth seemed too harsh and he didn't feel comfortable enough to ask her to slow down or be gentle with him. In Asgard it was uncommon for men to behave in a subservient manner or excude gentleness so openly, it was frowned upon because it showed weakness.
As he opened the bathroom door he found you squirming with your legs crossed,
"Godd I was this close to peeing in my sink" you walked past him as you mumbled.
"Why didn't you just knock?" He questioned you
"I am not going to have a conversation with you while I'm literally trickling here okayy?" You shut the door on his face and he took a step back. Did he do something to upset you? You seemed furious, the snark in you had returned for some reason.
You didn't come out until you were all showered and dressed for work. How long was he in there for it to be morning already?
As you were doing your makeup you could feel his eyes on you. How dare he not come cuddle you last night? Okay you could have done it but he started it in the first place so he should have been the one to come to you after that silly argument or whatever that was, so what if you had a date? You both are just friends. Right?
"What are you looking at?" You asked him so he shrugged and went back to reading his book.
"I see you are getting yourself all prepared for your randevouz…with Chase. Quick question, why would anyone want to name their child Chase? " He asked you as he flipped the page of his book.
"The date is in the evening alright? I'm going to work"
"Are you okay darling? You seem a little…bent out of shape" you glared at him as he said that.
"What about you, what got your knickers in a twist?"
"My knickers are absolutely where they belong" he smiled and it annoyed you even further.
"You're so annoying, live with that" you snapped at him as you grabbed your bag and stepped out of the apartment, you noticed how his face went gloomy as soon as he heard that, he loved the bantering as long as it remained just that. He never wanted you to feel hurt by his words.
As he heard the door shutting with a thud, his eyes teared up, why was he so weak of heart? Should he just leave? Maybe he should, you probably were just done with him and needed your privacy. He decided to talk to you about it in the evening, the last thing he wanted was to lose whatever respect you had for him, perhaps he shouldn't have joked with you first thing in the morning, that Chase guy did get his knickers all twisted like you had said. He couldn't bear the thought of that buffoon putting his hands on you.
You were distracted throughout the day at work, Chase kept winking at you and it only made you want to hurl for some reason. You shouldn't have been so rude to Loki, he was just being playful like always or maybe just maybe he was jealous but that was wishful thinking right? He was a thousand years old and he must have been with plenty of women who must have been much better than you in every sense.
Chase told you that he'd pick you up around eight so you made your way back home. When you opened the door he was sitting on the sofa watching the tv, as soon as your eyes met he turned it off
"I want to apologize"
"I am sorry"
You both mumbled at once and it made you both smile, you sighed and walked towards him to sit next to him. You kept a foot of distance though.
"You're not annoying lo, I'm sorry.. I'm probably just pms'ing" He knew what that meant, you had told him all about it when you had your last menstrual cycle.
"I can be quite taxing sometimes darling.. it's not your fault" he smiled and it made your eyes tear up. You called him the one thing you had despised being called all your life and maybe he was used to feeling that way too and now the one person he considered a friend had told him that he was annoying, that must have hurt. It would have hurt you immensely if it was the other way round.
"You're not annoying, it's just me you know, that's how I am, I can't keep good people in my life, I do something or say something that I absolutely don't mean the majority of the time. It drives them away but I don't want to drive you away lo" his heart fluttered as you said that. Perhaps you didn't find him annoying afterall and he hoped you still wanted him to be here.
"You could never drive me away darling " he whispered softly so you chuckled
"If I had a dollar for everytime I have been told that then I'd be fucking rich right now" you mumbled as you got up. Maybe you needed to get a grip on your emotions today. "Did you clean up around here again?" You asked him as you looked around your space
"Yes, I just wanted to do something nice before I –" he stood up as well.
"Before you what?" You crossed your arm so he rubbed the back of his neck in nervousness.
"I just thought you were feeling troubled by my presence so–"
"So you were going to leave?"
"I just–"
"Where would you go Anyways huhhh? Are you trying to get yourself caught by those Avengers?"
"No I just–"
"Don't leave …pleaseee" your lips trembled as you raised your voice a little so he walked closer to you and hugged you, as soon as you felt his calming embrace you couldn't help but sob. You didn't want him to leave you, you didn't want to lose him too.
"I won't, I'm sorry my darling, I'm sorry " he cupped your cheeks to make you look at him and his thumbs wiped your tears, he leaned down to kiss your forehead and it made you want to cuddle him instantly. And kiss him. And fuck him into oblivion. Unfortunately you had a stupid date to attend. Maybe this date was the reason everything has been awkward between you two because it definitely felt fine before you mentioned it.
He kept looking at you and his eyes were moist too, you just hoped he wanted to stay here with you as much as you wanted him to stay.
"Are you still upset?" You asked him so he shook his head once.
"I never was, i thought you were"
"No I'm just…hormonal " you muttered the last word under your breath
"I will be mindful of that from now on"
You chuckled as he said that. He let go of your face so you stepped away too. He didn't say anything after that and neither did you. You wanted to be done with this date once and for all so you could come back here and you definitely wanted to sleep with him snuggling in your arms tonight. God only if he knew how obsessed you were with him.
"You look beautiful" He mumbled softly after you were done getting ready so you gave him a smile.
"I'll be back soon"
"Have a good time" But not too good.
"Thank you, you be here when I'm back okay?"
He smiled as you said that, you heard the door buzzing but instead of bringing him up you decided to go downstairs instead. Chase wasn't a bad guy per say, he was tall, handsome and nice to you, well atleast for now but you were definitely comparing him to Loki and Loki was a god, he was extra terrestrial and he was way out of your league but that wasn't going to stop you from dreaming about him. Maybe your standards were a tad too high for your own good.
"So Lyla told me you were like a lesbian or something so I was really surprised when you said yes" you scoffed as he said that, even the way he was just eating was ungodly and not at all elegant, everything Loki did was so regal and other men seemed like pests as compared to him, you definitely felt like a horrible person..
"Trust me I'm not lesbian but sometimes I really wish that I was" you answered him and he didn't get you at all. Loki would, he'd atleast smile and look Adorable as fuck even if your words had gotten over his head.
You couldn't wait to get out of the restaurant so you finished your dinner quickly and chugged the wine all at once, you were definitely skipping dessert.
He dropped you home and you told him that you didn't see yourself falling for him, he was upset for sure but at least you weren't stringing him along so that made you feel less guilty. Chase told you that he was thirsty and wanted to get some water so you took him upstairs unwillingly, you just hoped that Loki would hear you talking to him and disappear. As you stepped inside you didn't find him anywhere, you couldn't help wondering where he was though, Was he sitting on the couch or the bed?
"Here.." you passed Chase a glass of water so he sat down on the couch.
Loki glared at him because he was sitting right next to him, the smug look on his face didn't go unnoticed by him. He didn't have a good feeling about this guy and it wasn't even his jealousy this time.
"Look i know you don't want to date me or whatever but maybe we should just fuck and get it over with ya know?" Chase smirked and your face contorted in disgust.
"I think you need to go"
"I think you need to be a babydoll and sit on my lap"
"Okay get out now asshole" you told him as you walked towards the door and opened it, you were starting to feel really creeped out now. So he actually wasn't a nice guy huh? Surprise surprise.
"You're such a bitch" Chase said as he stood up and walked out of your apartment, you closed the door immediately. When you turned around you found Loki staring at you from the couch.
"So I'm assuming you didn't get to feel the scorching heat with him did ya?" He mimicked Chase's accent and it made you chuckle. He was enraged by the way that inferior man had just treated you with such disrespect but he wasn't going to make a big deal out of it, he knew you were fairly capable of dealing with such men in life.
"Heat? Forget heat, It was a glacier" he chuckled as you said that. Norns if he wasn't delighted that you weren't into that toe shaped male any longer.
"Are you alright darling?" He questioned as he walked towards you, your feet were glued on the spot in front of the door as he continued to get closer to you.
"Yeah ..men like him don't scare me" you mumbled as you took a step back and your back hit the door,
"What kind of men scare you then? Do I scare you?" Your breath hitched as he placed his arms on the side of your waist, his wrist twisted in order to lock the door which you had forgotten to do earlier.
"You're a god, but you don't scare me.. because I know you would never hurt me" you looked up at him and he opened his mouth to say something but the words died in his throat because he couldn't stop staring at those luscious lips of yours. Although he knew he had to say something before the moment would pass by him and he'd lose you to some another Chase.
"I would never want to hurt you" he mumbled softly.
"Why? Is it because you care about me? Because I'm your friend?"
"That is absolutely true" you bit on your lower lip as he said that.
"Okayy" you placed your hands on his veiny forearms in an attempt to push him away from the door so you could get away but he didn't budge at all. You looked up at him again and he leaned down to kiss your forehead but like all those times before he didn't stop there this time, he pressed a small peck on your nose as well
"Lo.." you whispered his name and your fingers curled around his neck. As you got on your tiptoes his one arm wrapped around your waist while he used the other one to tuck your hair away from your face. You placed a small kiss on his chin first and then none of you could stop yourself from crossing that line, at that moment you didn't care about anything else. As soon as your lips met with his you felt it all, everything you had ever wished for in life, it was right there in that little kiss. At that moment you just knew nothing would ever compare to the feeling of being able to kiss him like this. His lips moved against yours in perfect sync, he tasted divine, so sweet just the way his whole existence has been.
He pressed your body against the door as he pulled away for a moment to look at you.
"Heat?" His brows furrowed as he questioned you.
"It's melting lava out here lo" you cupped his cheeks and kissed him again, he was overjoyed that you wanted to kiss him as much as he wanted it, he really enjoyed doing it and he knew he'd be addicted to this feeling of you. All his life he had felt as empty as you did, he never could have imagined that he'd ever find someone to fill that hole in his heart. He wanted to tell you how intensely he felt about you but he didn't want to scare you just yet, he wanted to hold onto you for as long as you'd have him.
You only unlatched from him when the desperate need to breathe kicked into your system, it was a weird feeling to actually find the man you had dreamt of all your life but it was too soon for you to tell him that, you didn't want to scare him away, a part of you knew someday he'd get bored or would get annoyed by the little things you do that he must find really adorable right now, you knew someday he'd lose his interest in you but in that moment you just wanted to be the one he wanted to be with for as long as he did.
"Ummm i… " He stepped away a little as you mumbled "Loki..I still want to be your friend..I love being your friend" he noticed how you were fiddling with your fingers as you spoke to him. Your friendship with him wasn't something he wanted to lose either. That bond he shared with you was pure and precious and he always wanted to keep you close to his heart in every possible way.
"I love being your friend" you smiled as he said that.
"Okay..ummm so..we can be friends who kiss sometimes and they cuddle"
"And friends who don't see other people"
"Yes ..that…absolutely that…I was going to mention that..it goes both ways right?" you chuckled nervously as you asked him that.
"Absolutely Princess" The pet name would be the death of you.
"Okay cool.. nice doing friendship with you mister Loki" you brought your hand forward so he grabbed it and placed a small kiss on the back of your hand.
"Anything else Madame?" He smirked
"Noppeeee…buddy" you slapped his chest playfully before you walked away from him. Okay!!!! You desperately needed a moment alone to process what had just happened. You also needed to change your panties.
"I'll go shower" you told him but he kept giving you that killer smile that made you want to run up to him and kiss him again. You closed the bathroom door and sighed deeply, your breathing felt erratic, there was a tingling sensation in your nether region that didn't seem to go away. You just wanted him to touch you everywhere and in every way. Is this what it felt like to actually be into a man you would get to have sex with someday? God this feeling was awesome.
As you stepped out he was already in that tiny bed of yours, the lights were out already so you walked towards the closet and put a lotion on, you also noticed the lack of the princely bed. That was an invitation right? He wanted you to get into that tiny bed right? Of Course he did, you two just kissed and it was the hottest thing ever. Atleast for you.
You walked towards him slowly and he scooted a little to make space for you, you both got into the usual position in just a few seconds, his head was snuggled between your breasts, your leg was curling on his waist and he had his arm around your waist, you sneaked your hand under his head and he purred like a kitten in response.
"God you're so cute" you giggled and his eyes widened, that's exactly how it felt in his dream this morning. Dreams do come true sometimes.
"Am I?"
"Absolutely..you're adorable" I love you. You wanted to scream but it was too soon to show him your crazy side.
"I love the way you hold me princess, I have never been held like this before" he murmured against your chest so you placed a soft kiss on his head.
"Well better get used to it"
He pulled his head away to look at you, even in the faint moonlight you could tell that his eyes were teary and they made you feel sad too,
"What's wrong?" You asked him softly but instead of answering he just went back to finding comfort in your embrace. He was so soft, he was the softest thing you had never known and even though you knew he was a powerful magical being in all regards, deep down he just wanted to be held and adored, he wanted to be cared for, he held a softness you had never witnessed in men around you, maybe that's what attracted you to him in the first place.
Life wouldn't stay the same forever you knew that very well, at the end of the day he was still an escaped fugitive and you feared the day they'd find him here and take him away from you.
What would happen to him? What would they do to your lo? The thought really bothered you. The fear made your heart clench so you tightened your grip around him and hoped that this night would last forever, even though you knew it wasn't possible.
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oswildin · 1 month
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Allies of Circumstance (Loki x GN!Reader) - SHORT
Summary: He was the God of Mischief, they were a child of Thanos. They were allies of circumstance, that was all… Or was it?
A/N: No use of Y/N, they/them pronouns used with no descriptors. From Loki’s POV.
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Was this what it felt like to have someone who understood?
To know how it felt to be a pawn, used in another’s game? To never feel quite good enough, that you have to prove yourself constantly, and still it was never quite enough?
Was this what it felt like to… care for another… with no ulterior motive… except simply wishing to see them succeed? To be more than fate had seemingly decided…
Loki’s sea-blue eyes scanned their profile, taking in the lines of resilience, determination… survival. They were softer than they appeared. The hardened edges of their gaze fading ever so slightly, ever so slowly… Tentatively, they were lowering their guard - a dangerous thing. For two beings who always believed sentiment and vulnerability was a weakness, they had somehow allowed their walls to lower around one another. Curious.
Their eyes flickered to Loki who was sat beside them, seeing him quickly avert his gaze to look at the fire before them, watching as he let out a slow, quiet breath. Interesting.
“What?” Their voice broke the silence, brows furrowing. “Why were you looking at me like that?”
“Like what?” Loki’s voice murmured, daring to glance their way once more.
“Like…” They trailed off, unsure what the words were. “I don’t know.” They narrowed their eyes, lips pursed, a contemplating look on their face.
“Neither do I.” Loki smirked faintly, tilting his head as he regarded them. Their own lips tugged upwards, before they shook their head, turning their eyes back to the fire. The sound of the flames dancing filled the air. It was soothing. Loki pursed his own lips, brows twitching. “You know… it’s been a while since you’ve threatened to stab me.” He commented, a hint of amusement colouring his tone. “I would go so far as to say that’s progress.” They scoffed, raising a brow, gaze once again finding his.
“People like me and you always manage to take one step forwards and two steps back.” They replied lowly. “So don’t hold your breath. You may still do something that makes a threat fall from my lips.” Loki chuckled softly at that.
“I look forward to it.” He replied smoothly, lips tugging upwards, eyes glinting with his signature mirth. It seemed to pull a small smile from their lips also, before it quickly disappeared. But for that brief second, it was the most wonderful thing Loki had ever seen. And he had seen a lot in his long life.
Was this… what love… felt like?
Loki again averted his gaze, almost worried that they could suddenly read his mind, or could see the thought in his blue eyes. This wasn’t what he expected. Not at all - not with the hostility they both first expressed towards each other. And yet, there he was… Considering the ridiculous notion that he…
“You’re acting weird.” Their voice broke his thoughts, an almost undetectable breath leaving his lips. “Well, weirder than normal.” They smirked. “And that’s saying something.” Expect, Loki didn’t smile, didn’t smirk… Strange. They furrowed their brows, eyes studying him closely. “Don’t tell me you’re having second thoughts-“
“No-“ Loki quickly cut them off, shaking his head briefly. “No… it’s not that-“
“Then what is it? Because you’re starting to put me on edge.” They sighed, shifting to angle themselves slightly more towards him. Loki took a deep breath, steeling himself, eyes flickering to the starry sky above them momentarily.
“I…” He began, voice breathless. “We… We are… not so different.” Finally, his eyes met theirs. They could see the faint traces of awkwardness in his frame, on his sharp features. “And that can be good. As well as bad.” They raised a brow, struggling to follow along with where he was headed with his words. “What I’m trying to say is…” Another sharp inhale. “Well, actually, I don’t quite know what I’m trying to say.” He sighed, shaking his head.
Norns, why was this so difficult?
“Neither do I.” They echoed his earlier words, lips quirking into a smirk. “I get it.” They said lowly. “This… alliance… Allies of circumstance thing-“ They paused, biting their lower lip, shrugging casually. “It’s temporary.” Loki’s brows furrowed. “Don’t worry, I’m not expecting you to stick around once-“
“No, that’s not it, no-“ Loki quickly shook his head, shifting now so he was angled to face them. “No.” He murmured, voice softening.
“Then what?” They asked, a hint of frustration colouring their tone. A beat of silence fell between them. And then another. And another… They let out an irritated breath, before moving to stand, missing the way Loki’s eyes followed every movement.
“Wait-“ Loki rushed out, pushing himself to his feet. “What if…” He trailed off, watching as they slowly turned to face him. “I mean, what if it… wasn’t temporary?” He asked tentatively, uncertainty in his voice. They blinked, tilting their head. “I, uh-“ Loki cleared his throat, hands moving to rest at his hips. “I don’t find your company… completely awful.” He tried to say casually, making them fold their arms over their chest. Their silence told him enough.
I’m messing this up.
“In fact, it’s quite the opposite.” Loki admitted quietly, eyes darting to the ground. “And I- Well, it would be a shame… if once this is all over… We never saw each other again.”
There. I said it. In my usual, indirect way, but still.
The silence stretched, Loki feeling a strange sense of nervousness settle in his chest. “Say something.” He urged. “Anything.”
And finally…
“Okay.”
Loki blinked.
“Okay?”
They furrowed their brows.
“Are you deaf?”
“Not last time I checked-“
They nodded.
“Good.”
Loki nodded.
“Good.”
The pair stared at each other, postures still slightly tense, but with an easy tenseness… If that was possible. Well, it was. For them.
“Shall we…” Loki gestured back to where they had been seated on the grass, fire still crackling before them. They gave a small nod, moving to retake their spot as Loki did the same. After a few moments, Loki allowed himself a small pleased smile, a warm feeling in his chest.
Yes. I think this is what love feels like.
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gigglingtiggerv2 · 7 months
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04: Betrayal
Pairing: Loki x Original Female Character
Warnings / Tags: Angst
Rating: Mature
Word Count: 2.8k
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“You betrayed me! You?”
The air crackled around them and Meya could feel the rage pouring from him.  The Lord of Lies, in full ascendant, making it impossible for those around him to speak anything other than the truth.
Against her will she felt her neck muscles creak and she nodded.
“You little bitch,” he snarled.
“No!  This wasn’t–”
Loki took a step back, running his eyes over the room.  “And I assume you’ve used one of the enchantments I so kindly taught you, to prevent me from teleporting?”
Crushed by the weight of his will she nodded again.
To her surprise he laughed at her admission.  “Foolish child.  I have spent a hundred years learning to evade the Titan.  Did you think I would be reliant on such base magic?”  From nowhere he produced a glowing blue cube, its brilliant light illuminating his cold smile.  “I think this will be more than a match for any spells you’ve cast.”
Meya felt her eyes widen.  “Is that…?”
“The Tesseract.  An Infinity Stone.  One of the greatest powers in the Universe.  Yes.”
From outside there was a roar of weaponry and the room shook beneath the blast.
Loki cocked his head to one side, a calculating expression on his face.  “I can leave at any moment.  The only question now is, do I take you with me?”  He cast a look over his shoulder at the crack which had appeared in the wall.  “I imagine Thanos will be most distressed to learn have evaded him once again.”  Smile sharp as a blade, he leaned towards her and whispered, “I would not want to be the one left behind to explain.”
Meya raised a hand, reaching for him.  “Loki, please!”
“Tell me where the amulet is, and I will get you away from here.”  He lifted the Tesseract.  “Or I can leave you here to confess your failure to your new master.  I do hope he’s in a more forgiving mood than I.”
Meya thought fast.  If she gave up the amulet, there was no guarantee that Loki would keep his word.  In fact, he would probably see abandoning her to Thanos as just repayment for her betrayal.  And even if he did take her with him, without the gem’s protection, she doubted she’d survive the trip.  Even from across the room she could feel the raw power emanating from the glowing cube.  She’d be ripped to shreds by the journey.
But if she refused, he’d be gone in an instant and she knew for certain she’d never see him again.  That thought hurt more than any of the imagined agonies that might be inflicted on her by Thanos and his minions.
Another blast tore a gaping hole in the wall and Loki’s mocking smile slipped a fraction.  Meya watched as his brows knit together in a scowl.  She could sense his conflict.  He couldn’t afford to leave without knowing where the amulet was and time was growing short for him to force the information from her.  The main wall of the apartment groaned and bowed inward, dust and debris cascading down from the ceiling.  Praying she was right, she raised her chin and held her tongue.
Appearing to make a decision, Loki strode towards her.  “Do not mistake this for mercy,” he snapped as he wrapped a hand around her arm, his grip tight enough to bruise the flesh beneath.  “But the amulet is too valuable to allow knowledge of its whereabouts to fall into the hands of that monster.”
The brilliant glow from the cube intensified and even though she screwed eyes closed, Meya could feel it burning her retinas. Then the ground was ripped from beneath her feet and she opened her mouth to scream as every atom in her body was disassembled and hurled across the Universe.
For the briefest moment she ceased to exist as the strands of her body, her mind, her soul were unravelled and dispersed, touching every part of time and space.  Just for the flicker of an instant as she brushed against the very consciousness of the Universe itself and in that one brilliant moment, she understood everything.  Then the process reversed, her scattered atoms dragged back together and any knowledge she’d gleaned from the experience, erased as her body was roughly reassembled.   She could still feel the tears on her cheeks as she slowly raised her head, but she couldn’t remember why.
Loki released her arm and staggered back, resting on hand on the rough hewn wall, his shoulders heaving from the effort and the after effects.
Disoriented, Meya raised her face, her eyes darting around the cavernous space, searching for something familiar.  Orbs of light hung in the air illuminating the high vaulted ceiling.  Most of the walls looked to be carved straight out of the rock, but here and there she could see intricately crafted pillars.
“Where are we?” she asked.
Loki didn’t turn and his voice was a low growl as he replied.  “Welcome to my kingdom of rock and ice.  Don’t you recognise it?”
Meya stepped further into the vast hall.  “Is it Jotunheim?” she said, disbelief colouring her tone.
“What’s left of it,” Loki said, turning to face her for the first time, still shadowed by the looming wall.  “This was once the throne room… before it was obliterated by the power of the bi-frost and half buried under the mountain.”
“This is where you’ve been hiding?”
“I thought it was the last place anyone might look for me.” He paused before adding, “and I wanted to see if there was a way to repair the damage.”  He gave a soft laugh.  “I had not anticipated the scale of the destruction I’d wrought.  It has turned out to be a much larger task than I expected.”
Meya ran a hand over the bare skin of her arm and frowned.  “Why am I not cold?”
Loki levered himself away from the wall and moved towards the entrance.  “I have wards in place.  Some to hide me from watching eyes and some to keep the more inhospitable elements at bay.”  He laughed again.  “Despite my heritage, it turns out, I too prefer warm to cold.”
His laughter ended in a cough and he doubled over, his hand braced on his knees as he fought for breath.
Meya blinked and her eyes widened in horror.  Just for a second his illusion shimmered and failed and she caught a glimpse of him as he really was.  He looked pale.  Paler than usual.  And his normally chiselled features were gaunt, his cheekbones thrown into stark relief by the sunken shadows beneath them.
“What is it doing to you?” she asked without thinking.  Shocked by how weak he looked, she took a step towards him.
Loki turned his head and glared at her over his shoulder.  “The Tesseract demands its price.  It allows me to wield its power, but it takes a little piece of me in return each time.”
“How much longer can you–?”  Meya couldn’t finish the sentence.
“Long enough,” he replied, the words growled through gritted teeth.  “And once I have the amulet, I will be able to withstand its demands.”
She wrung her hands, trying to suppress the instinctive need to reach for him.  A gesture she knew would not be appreciated.  “Loki, I didn’t know.”
“Would that have made a difference?” He gave a sharp bark of laughter.  “Do you see me as weak and crippled?”  Slowly he pulled himself upright, his expression cold and brutal.  “Save your pity.” A dagger appeared in his hand as he turned to face her.  “And fear not, I have more than enough strength remaining to deal with the likes of you.”
“Loki, you should have told me.”
“Did I need to lay out my weakness before you?  Beg on my knees for your assistance?  You were the first person in a century that I turned to for help, the only person I trusted.” His features twisted into a bitter smile.  “I should have known better.”
Meya shook her head.  “You didn’t trust me though, did you?”
“And with good reason!” he said, his voice raising to a shout that echoed around the cavernous space.  He spread his arms and the dagger swung in her direction.  “So this was your revenge on me?”  He gave a sharp bark of laughter.  “I should have been prepared.  A hundred years is a long time to hone a plan and you always had a plan.”
“No!  I-I didn’t…this was never about revenge!” 
“So, what then?  Was it all for reward?”  Quicker than she could react he closed the space between and slammed her back against a pillar.
The blade caressed the underside of her chin, forcing her head higher.
“What was the price he offered?” he asked, his voice sliding over her skin like silk.  “What did you want so badly that you would hand me over to that creature?”  
He tightened his hand into a fist and Meya could feel the single word ripped from her chest.
“Asgard.”
“Liar!” he snarled, “Asgard is gone.”
If it were possible, the energy around them intensified, crushing her beneath his will.  Scarcely able to breathe, Meya shook her head.
“The realm may be gone,” she said, her words barely above a whisper, “but the people survive.  There is a new Asgard.”
His lip twisted into a sneer.  “And you thought you could rejoin your clan?  That he could give you back everything you’d lost?” His knife vanished and now it was his hand, curled around her throat, choking the words from her.  “Did he offer to give you all of Asgard to rule?  Did he promise to make you their Queen?”
Desperately Meya tried to shake her head, but his grip was too tight, brutally forcing her head back.
Loki leaned closer, whispering directly into her ear. “You stupid, stupid girl.  Do you have any idea of what will be left of your precious Asgard once Thanos has the Tesseract?  Or don’t you care?”  Releasing her, he spun away, chasing a different thought.  “Was that your plan all along?  Was this about more than simple revenge on me?  Did you seek to punish everyone who had wronged you?”
Finally finding her voice, Meya shook her head. “No.”
Loki frowned.  “No, what?”
“No, it wasn’t like that, I didn’t mean to betray you to Thanos.  I just–”
He cocked his head.  “And yet, he found me?  How do you explain that?”
Meya wilted beneath his gaze.  That much was true. It might not have been her intention, but there was no doubt that her actions had brought the Titan to Morourtos.  It was her message that must have been intercepted.
Loki stalked closer, his words delivered directly into her ear, “Nothing to say?” he whispered, “no vague suggestion of coincidence or mischance?”
“I’m sorry,” she whispered and a single tear slid down her cheek.  In a mockery of concern his thumb brushed it away.
“Are you?” he crooned, gently stroking her hair back from her face.  “Do you finally understand what you have done?”
“Please believe me, Loki, this was never about a reward and I never wanted a crown.”
“What then?” His fingers moved to her chin, tilting her face and forcing her to meet his gaze.  “What was so important that you would offer me up as a sacrifice?”
 Her voice cracked.  “I just wanted to go home.”
“You would hand me over to that evil monster because you’re homesick?”  His thumb rubbed over the pulse hammering in her throat.
It took all her strength to force the words from her tongue. “I did not betray you to Thanos.” Her voice shook but she closed her eyes and continued.  “I betrayed you to Thor.”  This confession loosened Loki’s grip and he released his hold on her, backing away with frown.  
“Thor searches for me?  Still?” he asked.
Meya nodded.  
“Does he believe that bringing me to justice will in someway recompense Midgard for the atrocities I visited on the Realm?”  He raised the dagger, pointing it at her throat.  “He is more of a fool than you are, so obsessed with past slights that you fail to see the present danger at your door.”
“That’s not why he seeks you, Loki.  He loves you.  He misses you.”
“You know nothing!” he roared, his knuckles white around the hilt of his blade.
Another tear dislodged from her lashes and skimmed along her cheekbone.  “I know what it is to love you, Loki.  Time and distance have no meaning.”
He gave a humourless laugh.  “Now you claim you did this for love?”
“No.” Her shoulders slumped with the weight of guilt.  “I did this for me.  But I do love you Loki.”
“Liar!” His shout echoed round the chamber, delivering more pain than any blow.
“I never meant for you to come to harm, I swear it.”
“Why should I believe anything you say?”  
“If you won’t believe my words, believe my actions.”  Taking a deep breath, Meya reached into the dimensional folds she’d created and withdrew the amulet.  For a second her fingers tightened around it, then she gave a slight shake of her head and held it out.  “Here.  Take it.  Restore yourself and be free.”
Loki stared at the gem, dangling from her fingers.  “You had it?  You had this all this time?  Was this a game to you?  You wanted to see if I would beg?”
Meya opened her mouth to reply but he rode over her attempts to explain.
“Why?  Why would you keep it from me? Why would you lie?”
She raised a helpless hand, and then let it fall back to her side.  The truth was pathetic, bt it was all she had.  “Because I needed it.  I thought I needed it more than you.”
“What possible use could you have for it?”   He stepped forward and snatched it from her hand.  Meya gasped and stumbled back as the power was torn away from her like the dressing ripped from a half-healed wound.
Long denied pain echoed through her frame and she glanced down at her hands, horrified to see the skin already beginning to slacken over her knuckles, becoming so translucent she could glimpse the bone beneath.  
The damage was so much worse than she’d feared.  She’d assumed she’d have weeks, possibly even months, and that with enough time and care she might be able to heal herself.  But as she watched a nail flake away from its bed she realised that the thread of her life would now be measured in days not weeks.
The breath rattled in her chest, ending in a cough and she was unsurprised to feel warm, sticky blood coating her fingers.  That she’d also dislodged a tooth was more concerning and she revised her gloomy estimate down to mere hours… if she was lucky.
“Meya?”  She could hear the question in his tone, but as her thoughts slowed she couldn’t recall what he’d asked.
Needing to hide what she’d become, she stumbled back against the wall, seeking the comfort of the shadows.  The simple act of staying on her feet taking every ounce of her remaining strength.
“Just go, Loki,” she said, praying that he wouldn’t hear the whistle in her voice or the rattle from her chest as she said the words.  The next second her strength gave out, pitching her to the ground and she clenched her jaw against the impact that she was sure would shatter every bone in her now fragile body.
But the impact never came and she felt strong arms snatch her from the air.
“What is happening to you?” he asked, cradling her carefully to his chest.
Meya laughed at the unnecessary question.  “I’m dying, Loki.”  She paused, needing a moment to summon enough breath to continue.  “Morourtos is not a place conducive to a long and happy life. I should have left decades ago, but I had nowhere else to go.” She swallowed hard, the metallic taste of blood filling her mouth.  “The amulet concealed the worst of the damage, but it could not prevent it. Be careful with it, Loki.  It may not provide the solution you need.”  Panting from the effort of speaking, she felt tears spilling down her cheeks. Burying her face in his chest she whispered, “I’m sorry.  I’m sorry I hid the amulet from you and I’m sorry I betrayed you to Thor.  I’m sorry for everything. I-I…I just wanted to see all the people I loved, one last time.” 
Her eyes closed and she flinched at the blast of icy air as Loki dropped all the wards protecting his fortress.  Then she heard his voice echo round the chamber as he raised his head and shouted a single word loud enough to be heard across the Universe.
“THOR!”
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Title: Stay [AO3]
Characters: Loki/Mobius
Warnings: Spoilers for 2x02
Summary: Sometimes, it takes more than a piece of pie for things to feel okay again. - Or: Loki and Mobius in the aftermath of 2x02.
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Stay
“Knock, knock,” Loki said quietly after he opened the door. When he spotted Mobius on the couch, his tie undone and his shoulders hanging low with the weight of the world seemingly resting on them, he took a deep breath and put on a smile. “May I come in? I brought pie.”
He held up the plate enticingly and Mobius’s eyes softened with something Loki could only describe as tired fondness as he patted the empty space next to him. “You know, I can’t keep trying to solve all my problems with pie.”
“Oh, I know,” Loki said and stepped inside. His smile felt a little more genuine when he added, “But it’s really good pie.”
“Oh all right, give it here, then.”
Mission accomplished, Loki joined Mobius on the couch. For a moment, neither of them said anything as Mobius dug in. Loki was fine with that – more than fine, actually. Mobius was one of only handful of people he’d always been comfortable sitting in silence with. As ridiculous as it sounded, watching him eat reminded him a little of what it used to feel like watching his mother perform magic: calm and peaceful. Mobius looked content in a way he rarely did when they were working, and Loki suddenly found himself wishing he could do more to make it easier for Mobius to bear the worries and burdens that weighed so heavily on his heart.
“This is good pie,” Mobius said with an appreciative hum, breaking the silence.
Loki smirked. “Told you so.”
They exchanged a look that lingered longer than it should have. Then Mobius sighed and set down his plate, and Loki knew the short respite was over.
“What a day, huh?” Mobius leaned back against the sofa and closed his eyes. “What a day.”
The weariness that permeated every single word made Loki’s chest ache. He’d seen Mobius tired before but never so exhausted, so defeated, and it tore at him. He knew what that felt like; knew it only too well. He might have made light of the invasion of New York earlier but both he and Mobius were painfully aware of the circumstances that had brought him to that moment and how little choice he’d had to take part in it. What he’d done to Brad earlier was child’s play compared to what Thanos had done to him. Mobius was the only one beside himself who had seen it all: the pain, the tears, the desperate need to hold onto a small part of himself while Thanos took and took and took until all that was left was a bloody, broken mess both inside and out.
Parts of him had never recovered from that. Loki knew that, and Mobius did too. A lifetime ago, the thought of someone understanding would have felt threatening. Now, though – now Loki felt nothing but comfort knowing that Mobius had seen it all, all the broken and mangled bits and pieces that made him Loki, and still smiled at him as if he was worth every kindness in the realms. It meant a lot to Loki, more than he could ever hope to put into the words.
He sank back against the couch and allowed his shoulder to lean against Mobius’s.
“Still don’t regret not going back to your old life?” he asked with a teasing note. “Might be less stressful than this one.”
“Might be,” Mobius acknowledged. He turned his head to look at him. “But no, thanks. I’m perfectly happy where I am.”
He said it so casually, as if happiness was something neither of them had always had to fight tooth and nails to hold onto. Loki had lost his first chance at it when his childhood fell apart under Odin’s favouritism, and he’d thought it lost forever when he learned of his mother’s death and Sylvie pushed him through the Time Door. And yet here he was, sharing a couch with a man who looked awfully ordinary but was anything but and finding himself unable to imagine a time in his long life where he’d felt happier or more content.
He smiled. “So am I.”
Mobius regarded him quietly for a moment before he said softly as if he were afraid to speak the words, “Is that why you stayed? Because you’re happy here?”
Loki couldn’t fault him for sounding curious and just a little sceptical. He had run off after Sylvie once before. There was no reason for Mobius to trust he wouldn’t do it again in a heartbeat. But Loki was tired of running; he was tired of chasing impossible things and hurting himself and those he loved in the process. He longed for something else now, something that was permanent and gentle and allowed him to let his guard down and just be.
“Yes,” he said softly. And then because Mobius deserved to know and needed to understand, he whispered, “This is home.”
A series of complicated emotions flashed across Mobius’s face before it settled on tentative hope. “Loki–“
“I mean it,” Loki said before even the tiniest seed of doubt could have a chance of burying itself into Mobius’s soul. “I don’t want to be anywhere else – or with anyone else. I’m perfectly happy where I am.”
Hearing his own words thrown back to him, Mobius choked out a soft laugh that might or might not have been a sob before he let his forehead fall against Loki’s shoulder. The touch was so beautifully intimate and trusting that Loki felt his breath catch in his throat.
“Good,” Mobius whispered against his shirt. “That’s … that’s good.”
“Yes?” Loki asked because he needed to be sure – he needed Mobius to be sure. “You sure you won’t get tired of me trailing after you and causing chaos wherever we go?”
Mobius snorted and Loki’s heart soared with relief.
“You cause mischief, not chaos,” Mobius said. He lifted his head before he added more softly, “And no, I don’t think I will get tired of you. A little annoyed, perhaps, but not tired.”
Loki raised one of his eyebrows. “Are you saying I’m annoying?”
“Are you saying you’re not?”
Loki grinned. “You know you love it.”
Mobius huffed and for one beautiful moment, Loki basked in the spark that lit up his eyes. Then Mobius bowed his head and the spark was gone, as quickly as it had appeared. “I wouldn’t want to hold you back, though. If you’re staying out of some misguided sense of–”
“I’m staying because I want to,” Loki interrupted him. More quietly and almost desperately, he added, “And I will for as long as you’ll have me.”
Mobius glanced at him, a sad and resigned look on his face. “You’ll get bored of me long before that.”
“Never,” Loki whispered fiercely. It was as much of a promise as he could make in that moment, as close to a confession as he dared.
A small smile began to tug at Mobius’s lips.
“Okay, then,” he said softly and relaxed back against the couch so their shoulders were touching again.
“Okay,” Loki echoed.
The knot in his finally stomach unravelled. Whatever happened next, he knew they would be okay.
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With Friends Like You, Who Needs Enemies
Bucky Barnes x Reader
Reader is a mutant with the ability to turn sound into light who was 'adopted' aka stolen as a child by Baron Von Strucker to use for experimentation. She was given a form of the Super soldier serum so in addition to her mutant abilities she also has super strength, enhanced senses and healing. When he starts experimenting on his volunteers, the Maximoff twins, she tries to convince them to escape with her but they tell the Baron that she's planning to escape so he doubles her cell security. Steve and reader met when the team recovered Loki's scepter from Strucker.
She falls in love with Steve and becomes good friends with Nat but they aren't the friends she thinks they are.
Notes: this story is canon adjacent except that Thanos never happened.
I try to keep my readers description vague but, as always, she's female and above average height.
Chapter 8
Warnings: swearing, a little angst, a little fluff
The next morning Helen Cho examined Nat and gave her a clean bill of health. In her report to Tony she noted that Nats vision had likely returned weeks ago but she had rescheduled her appointments multiple times, confirming his belief that Nat was stringing them along.
When the room Nat had been living in was cleaned the maintenance worker brought a box of items that were left behind to Tony's office where he was having a quick lunch with Pepper.
As Pepper went through the few items, Nats bandages went in the trash, books returned to the library but a pair of blue boxer briefs caught her attention.
"Tony? Were these Natashas? They don't look like they would fit her."
Tony looked at the offending item curiously
"While I can't say for sure as I have no idea what she wears or what size, those don't look like they would fit her." He held them up to his waist and chuckled, "Don't look like mine, like I would ever wear some poly blend, but I have an idea."
He cleared his throat
"FRIDAY? Could you tell Rogers I need to speak with him when he has a moment?"
"Of course, Boss." The AI replied.
A few hours later Steve knocked on Tony's office door "What's up, Stark?"
Tony chuckled "Just working on a little mystery. Look familiar?" He picked the briefs and showed them to Steve whose eyes grew wide when he recognized them.
Steve turned red and stuttered nervously, unsure where this was going "oh uh yeah, th those are mine. They caught in the dryer or something?"
Tony smiled menacingly "Nope. They were in Romanoffs room. Any idea why that would be?"
Steve chuckled "I uh I don't know. I went to talk to her a couple of times, trying to understand her point of view but, I'm ugh I don't know."
Tony shook his head "You're A shit liar Rogers. Just come clean so I don't have to check the footage from her room."
Steve tried to bluff "What do you mean Stark? What are you trying to accuse me of?"
Tony looked him in the eye "Jesus, Steve are you really unable to admit you were still fucking her? After everything you both did, how badly you hurt Y/N and you still couldn't let her go? Must be some enchanted pussy."
Steve flinched "It's none of your business who I'm intimate with, Tony. She's gone so let it go."
Tony tsked "I don't really see it that way since she was a duplicitous bitch and your continued association speaks to your character. I need to know what else you've hidden from the team and I want your word that you will leave Y/N alone."
Steve shook his head "No. I'm not hiding anything that you need to know and I'm definitely not giving you shit. If I want to pursue Y/N and try to fix what I've done it's between me and her."
Tony folded his arms over his chest "If it potentially messes with my team then I need to know. I guess you can try to fix things but that doesn't mean I have to make it easy for you. That poor girl has been thru enough, why can't you just let her and Barnes be happy."
"Never thought I'd see you stand up for Bucky, Stark."
Tony shrugged "Never thought you'd turn out to be a lying POS. Winter Soldier aside he seems a better man than you."
"Fine, Tony I have things to do." Steve stalked out, fuming.
On his way to his room he passed the common room where Rainbow and Bucky were cuddled up on the couch, quietly talking with lots of giggles and kissy noises.
Steve scoffed "Don't you both have private rooms where you can ahem fondue instead of hanging all over each other out here? What happened to modesty?" he grumbled as he walked off.
Bucky and Rainbow looked at each other confused at Steve's outburst. Bucky shrugged she giggled and they went back to their bubble until Sam showed up.
Sam grinned at them "Well, aren't you love birds just adorable." He started singing "Rainbow and Bucky, sittin in a tree, K I S S I N G-" He teased.
Bucky blushed before he glared at Sam, cutting him off, not wanting him to make Rainbow uncomfortable.
"Grow up, Sam. You'd think you had never seen a happy couple. Must have been one Hell of a dry spell."
Sam laughed "Nah, I just enjoy getting you flustered."
Bucky had enough and raised his voice "You need to stop-"
Rainbow softly touched his cheek and Bucky closed his eyes and leaned into her hand, Sam all but forgotten
"It's ok Jamie, he doesn't bother me. Nothing else matters when I'm with you."
Sam smirked "Aawww, ain't you the
cutest.
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About a month after Nat left the compound, there was a fundraiser for the New York library. Bucky and Rainbow were hesitant to join the team on a nite out but Tony did everything short of calling it mandatory so they agreed to shut him up.
Details about the triangle with Rainbow, Nat and Steve had been leaked including some racey pics, everyone assumed by Nat, and the teams popularity took a hit. Steve's approval rating was down more than anyone besides Nat.
Unfortunately they received funding from multiple governments and other rich benefactors besides Tony and the negative numbers made some of them twitchy. Tony was convinced that coming out together and showing a United front would help.
There hadn't been any huge incidents that required Avengers level intervention so Rainbow and Bucky hadn't been on any missions while he taught her how to fight hand to hand.
Steve was doing everything he could think of to get alone time with Rainbow but distracting Bucky wasn't enough. The entire team worked to keep Steve away from her which made him short tempered. He disappeared for a few hours at least 3 late nights a week and would be less awful the next morning but it didn't last long.
Everyone assumed he was hooking up but only Tony had a good inkling of who Steve was meeting up with, which meant she was still in town.
That concerned Tony. After the reveal of Nats multiple faces he didn't trust her, or Steve's, intentions so kept a close eye on Steve and kept the other eye open for her to try to worm or cheat her way back on to the team. Or cause them more damage. He couldn't find any trace of her or evidence that she was up to something but knew they hadn't seen the last of her. Tony kept it all to himself so that he wasn't needlessly worrying the team, who all had their own suspicions.
He had FRIDAY watching out for her without any luck, knowing that her particular skill set would help her stay under the radar.
Wanda and Rainbow went shopping to find outfits for the library gala. Rainbow found the perfect dress, a pastel ombre floor length gown with spaghetti straps and a sweetheart neckline.(like Faith Hills 2002 Oscar dress).
Rainbow was so excited, her first event as an official Avenger and a chance to dress up and go out on Bucky's arm.
She was also nervous about such a big event and all the people that would be there. It wasn't Tony's event or his venue so she was a little nervous about security and Nat trying to pull something.
Or Steve trying to get her and Bucky apart. Steve and Nats deception made her nervous and skittish about trusting anyone but Bucky, Sam, Tony, Bruce and Wanda. Steve was another story, he kept pursuing her but never even apologized for what he had done, trying to convince her it didn't happen how she remembered.
The day of the event Pepper called in a beauty team to help get the ladies ready so they could relax. They gossiped and giggled about the men in their lives, over champagne, carefully avoiding any mention of Steve or Nat.
Once it was time to go they went to the lobby to meet their men who were waiting, mostly patiently.
When Bucky saw Rainbow his mouth dropped open and his eyes darkened. It took him a moment to speak
"Damn doll, you look more beautiful every time I see you. All the men there are gonna be green with envy when they see my girl." He kissed the back of her hand.
Rainbow admired Bucky's all black look with a small splash of color in a pocket square that matched her dress.
Sam was also there with a very cute girl from the research team, they had bonded over Red Wing. Lauren was very sweet and a little crazy and not used to the kind of attention Sam lavished on her but she loved it.
As they headed towards the stretch SUV a familiar but unwelcome voice called out "Oh good, I got here just in time." And proceeded to insert himself between Bucky and Rainbow, hand on her lower back as he opened the car door for her.
Rainbow pulled away from Steve with a look of disgust on her face, Bucky bumped Steve with his shoulder to force him away from Rainbow.
Steve scoffed "Isn't this whole outing supposed to show we are still a united team, ready to work together and protect humanity? Who's going to buy that if everyone is giving me dirty looks and flinching away?"
Tony sighed "Dammit, he's right. We need to just hold our noses and look like one happy family." He looked at Rainbow sadly "You should probably dance with him at least once just for show."
Bucky shook his head "No fucking way, he needs to keep his hands off of her." his arm went around her shoulder and pulled Rainbow closer to him.
She looked in his eyes, touching his cheek softly "They're right but it's ok, Jamie. I don't want to be separated from you but it's only a dance or two and I can take care of myself."
Bucky sighed then glared at Steve "I swear to god Steve, you hurt one hair on her head and I'll kill you in your sleep."
He helped Rainbow into the car and scooted in after her before Steve could get between them and sit next to her.
The drive was tense, the lighthearted vibe from earlier was gone thanks to Steve's insistence on being part of the group, without regard to the feelings of anyone else. Bucky had Rainbow pulled close to him while giving Steve his best Winter Soldier stare.
When they arrived the door was opened to the red carpet, shorter than your typical Hollywood event but enough to let fans and paparazzi get a look at the Avengers.
Of course Tony and Pepper went first with a positive reaction of applause and shouting.
Wanda and Vision were next with a similar reaction from the crowd and camera flashes popping everywhere.
Rainbow stepped out of the car and the crowd erupted. Applause, whistles, shouting and requests for autographs and selfies. She smiled nervously, never having expected so much love.
Bucky followed her and received a positive response, if a bit muted.
Steve stepped out of the car and the crowd went silent, all that could be heard was whispers and flashes. Then a smattering of boos and hisses sounded and Steve clenched his jaw before striding past everyone and into the library.
Tony shrugged and smirked at the crowd and led everyone inside to stop at the bar first.
After snacking on some appetizers to offset the alcohol she was drinking Rainbow wandered around the room, holding Bucky's arm and chatting with the people Tony introduced them to.
Then came some speeches about the money raised and the good work the libraries did. A couple of local celebrities performed and then the music started. Steve appeared out of nowhere to grab Rainbows arm and drag her to the dance floor. She started to pull back before she remembered what Tony said, united front- happy family, and tried to relax in his arms.
She was doing well until a short, curvy blonde in a strapless, glittery, red dress with a cut outs and a slit high up her thigh approached Bucky. Rainbow didn't recognize her face but there was something familiar about her. Bucky shook his head but the woman wouldn't take no for an answer so he finally gave in, emphasizing that he would only give her one dance.
When the song ended Rainbow and Bucky pulled away from their dance partners, practically running back into each others arms. They swayed to a slow song, staring into each others eyes like they were the only people in the world.
A more lively song started and Bucky pulled her into the simple swing dance moves making her sport a real smile. When he went to spin her the crowd seemed to move together to come between them and Rainbow ended up in Steve's arms. He worked to move them down a hallway towards the bathrooms where Rainbow saw something that made her chest ache.
The sultry blond in the red dress was kissing Bucky hard, hands in his hair pulling him closer to her. When Rainbow saw, a gasp left her mouth and the blonde woman barely pulled back from Bucky to quickly smirk at her before pulling Bucky back to kiss him again. Steve turned Rainbow before she could see Bucky pushing the woman away and wiping all traces of her from his lips while looking for her. Rainbow felt a pinch in her neck and everything went black.
Bucky looked around frantically for Rainbow but her, Steve and the blonde woman were nowhere in sight. He moved through the crowd in the direction Steve had been moving, through the hall past the bathrooms to the service entrance but they were gone.
Bucky raced back into the main room, searching for Wanda first in the hopes that her powers could help find Rainbow.
He grabbed Wanda's hand and pulled her to interrupt Tony and Peppers dance and blurted out
"She's gone! Natasha was here and helped Steve separate us and now they're all gone."
Chapter 9
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𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙈𝙤𝙤𝙣 𝘾𝙖𝙣'𝙩 𝙎𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙚 𝙒𝙞𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙄𝙩'𝙨 𝙎𝙪𝙣
A/N: Okay so I don't care if you guys will judge me but damn I had fallen for this Mister Bird Man and I thought like " Why the heck I won't write for this fine specimen?" So enjoy darlings, because that's gonna be a wild ride and there is probably gonna be another part! And a friendly reminder, when the italics start, please listen to "Only Love can hurt like this"...
Summary: After being alive for 20.000 years alonsgide your brothers, losing one, losing your parents,your home and Thanos snapping everyone, you were ready to take a break from everything. While having a different identity and a somehow normal life, you couldn't have guessed that a shy, Egyptian nerd would come to ask for your help which eventually led you to meet with someone you thought had betrayed you.
Part 2, Part 3, Part 4
Pairings: Khonshu x Goddess!Reader( romantic); Steven Grant x Goddess!Reader( Platonic); Marc Spector x Goddess!Reader( Platonic); Jack Lockley x Goddess!Reader( Platonic); Layla El-Faouly x Goddess!Reader( Platonic)
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"Thank you so much for covering for me, Leena! I don't know how I can pay you back..."
"Don't worry, darling! Just bring your daughter over for a play date and everything will be fine!"
You waved at the young mother who you called as your friend and watched her get out of the shop hurriedly. You sighed heavily and sat down to look at the many people passing by with a sad yet content smile. All of these people who didn't know anything about the snap just went on with their daily life and those who were aware of what happened were trying to adjust to life again. You were happy that everybody was safe and sound but remembering how two of your best friends died and the anguish you felt when you couldn't feel the heartbeat of your little brother Loki was...
You shook your head when someone came in and you immediately grabbed your apron to go to the front. You passed by a young girl who was struggling with college and feeling sympathy for her, you touched her forearm slightly to give a relief to her. She looked around curiously to see if there was something wrong around her, not being used to feeling so relaxed after days of stress. You called out her name, making her scared out of the thought that she did something wrong. Smiling reassuringly at her, you made a thumbs up at her.
" Don't stress over college that much! It's not that worth it and please go home early and rest! That's an order!"
She widened her eyes at you and with slight tears, nodded her head to go and change her outfit. A pair of brown eyes were watching your interraction with curiosity and wonder. He wasn't used to seeing such kindness on a complete stranger ever since his childhood. He slightly turned to the ancient God next to him to not catch any attention but just gaped at him since he was feeling... sadness? Love?
Can this sassy old God even love someone?
"Hey, just wondering? How do you know this woman and how can she help us?"
"And why are you being all mushy?"
"Marc Spector, if you talk about her like that one more time, this will be the last time you'll ever talk."
Steven raised a hand in surrender and just pouted, turning to look at you talking sweetly at a child, he couldn't help but think that you were just an ordinary girl who had a simple life as a barista who was kinda cute and motherly who was also great at making coffee.
Elegant look, kindness that could match even Gods, and good looks-
"Don't you dare to think nasty things, little worm!"
"Okay, easy there Murder Bird!"
He scoffed and wanted to throw a snarky comment at him but when they heard you laugh over your phone while holding your chest thightly, Steven jumped up on his seat at Khonshu growling loudly at you- no, to the one you're talking with.
"You know, Buck... I prevented a death today and I'd like to consider this as a character development!"
"Oh, yeah? How did you do it then, doll?"
"Self restraint, of course!"
You were idly fixing the tables while talking to Bucky who became a close friend to you after helping them for some time with the new Captain America. Even after you three parted ways, they were still a part of your daily life since your daughter loved Sam's corny jokes and your son adored how strong Bucky was. They both weren't used to someone so young, little yet strong kids look up to them, especially Bucky who thought that he wasn't a good man that deserved praise. Before you could scold him for laughing at your answer, you visibly beamed at hearing your son and daughter over the phone, both of them laughing joyfully.
"Is that momma you're talking? We want to talk too!"
"Yes, Uncle Bucky! We want to!"
You sat down and looked at the many pastries before you absent-mindedly while Bucky was trying to set the excited kids down to let them speak to you. He couldn't exactly blame them for their excited fidgetings since it's been a long time they saw you and he wasn't sure if he could keep up with their powers and smartness any longer.
Being born to the two strong Gods wasn't that easy. The spiritualness, smartness, and limitless power the duo held between their little hands were inmeasurable and that made you worry more than anything in the life. Who knew what would happen to them if humans learnt about them? Or your enemies? Would you be able to protect them from the harsh world?
You winced when a particular harsh and angry scream erupted from your daughter. Heart pounding hard in your ribcage, you asked if everything was all right when Bucky told you that she got angry at her brother for pulling on her hair and threw a blue and white ball at him?
"Wait... Did you just say a ball of blue and white?"
"Uhh, yeah, doll... That's exactly what I said but- Hey? Y/N? Are you there?"
"Ah, yes I am! I think I should come there quickly though... I guess her powers are starting to appear and I need to be there to calm her."
Sighing heavily to yourself, you touched the star necklace around your neck to find some solace and comfort midst your anxiety attack. Remembering your one and only love used to bring a painful stab to your heart and an inexplicable feeling of revenge and hatred but now, there was just a hollow emptiness inside where your heart used to be. Your eyes started to sting, your heart paced faster at the memory of you two's last day together.
The late night sky was shining with the bright twinkling light of millions of stars. The purple galaxies across the endless universe and constellations was such a sight to behold that you just admired what your lover created while swinging your feet in the river. Your father, Odin, was pretty much angry at this relationship you two created, stating that you were a princess and therefore deserved the best, strongest God as your husband... and preferably a human one. You giggled at the memory of you yelling at him so hard that your beloved Sun almost scorched the whole Asgard. You could even feel the air shifting around you and hearing what sounded like a coo and awe, you felt your cheeks turn a sweet shade of pink before sprinting out of the Great Hall to visit your lover in his realm.
And now here you were, throwing your head back fondly to look at the endless sky. Seeing your grumpy yet sweet lover, you smiled so wide that it made even the aloof God smile at your small form. It was hard, being with a 8 feet God while you were hardly 5'7 but somehow you managed by finding that he can posses a human body. You didn't like the idea that much since he was using a poor guy who didn't know anything and you loved the true form of him more than anything.
"My Goddess, why are you smiling so hard for?"
You hugged yourself hard when you heard his deep and raspy voice while he was holding his staff between his hands and folding his legs to sit next to you. Looking up at him and kissing his beak softly, you took his long arm between yours and looked at the lake before you which was painted with a deep night blue which was lighted by the little fireflies.
"Nothing, My God... Just thinking about my father and you."
"Hmm... I hope you don't think about pranking him with your brother, my star."
"Ah, never never! Me, the Goddess of Sun, Power and Eternal Life, is going to prank the Father of all Gods? No way!"
A deep chuckle rumbled inside his chest and vibrated to your own smaller figure which made you close your eyes peacefully. Inhaling and exhaling slowly, you made the most with the time you two had before you went back to the palace to work with your mother. Looking at the hollow eye-sockets of your lover, you made an attempt at speaking first. But before you could open your mouth, he beat you into it.
"My Moon, My Star... You do know of how much I love you, right?"
You looked at him with your pointer finger up, mouth forming a shocked "o" shape at the voice of the God of Moon and Vengeance, the one who would throw snarky comments and annoy everyone sounded so... insecure and unsure. The realization made you look at him in sadness and also curiousty, wondering why he brought this up so suddenly.
Turning your head to the big and shining Moon, you looked back at the God that was your lover who was looking down at you, waiting for an answer. You couldn't probably see it that well, but internally, he was at the verge of freaking out. Eveey second you weren't answering was like a year of torment, a million swords piercing his body at everywhere. He knew he was rough around the edges, that you deserved a more romantic lover who wouldn't yell over you when you fluster him, or someone you could cuddle easily, walk around easily... The list was a long one, and unfortunately, Odin threatining the absolute shit out of him if he didn't leave you was good enough as reason to be sentimental.
"Leave my daughter alone, you little God! How can you possibly think that you're good enough for her?!"
He still remembered how your mother tried to calm him down while he was walking back to where he came from, mind already clouded by what he was supposed to talk to you. He wasn't gonna just leave you like that just because Odin told him to. Heck, he felt like he found the other half of his existence! You, with your bubbly personality, caring self, smile full of love and eyes that couldn't even rival the brightness of his Moon were everything to him.
And he would rip out his own heart if it meant that you could be together, even if it was in another galaxy.
"You know... The Moon actually shines thanks to the Sun, and without the Moon, Sun wouldn't have such a meaning to anyone except brightining around while burning itself for the sake of others..."
Khonshu looked at you with what you assumed as wonder and a deep love, your bond being strong with him. You definetly have a way with your words, my little one, he thought while gently caressing your hair. He hummed at you, urging you to go on and you grabbed his hand. Putting something a little heavy in his hand, Khonshu tilted his head to left and opened it, only to see a sun-shaped golden necklace. Looking at you for any affirmation, you just nodded your head and got up to put it on his body, right in the middle of his Moon Symbol.
" You're the reason I don't loose myself, the reason I always give life and enlighten paths for people. I'd like to think that we both complete each other and... I really don't believe my life would have such a meaning if you weren't in... there..."
You blushed and shied away from him, taking a few steps back when you felt him freeze and get tense. You beat yourself in your mind for speaking so carelessly and pouring your heart out at him. You two weren't even in that part of your relationship! You didn't even mutter any "I love you"s to each other, and you had to go and utter such words! Idiot YN!
" Why?"
He didn't know why exactly he said that, I mean you literally serenaded to him and he asked "why?". But he really wondered the reason. You were such a powerful God, beauty that could rival Helen of Troy, or Aphrodite and Hathor and every Goddess all around the realm yet, you chose to be with him. You chose to love him, cherish him 'till the day you'd die and felt so strongly about him that you even created your very own hidden heaven just for you two to come and love each other.
Knitting your eyebrows, you smiled sweetly and kissed his forehead. Lingering there a few second, you took a step back and put his hand on your chest, right where your heart was.
"Because I'm in love with you."
And just like that, he pulled you to his lap and smelled your every part, he always thought that even though there was a heart, nothing could make it beat so loudly. Not protecting humans, not ripping hearts, not Hathor's music, nothing.
Except you...
"My Moon, be mine. Let me make you mine and cherish you forever in the presence of our love for each other."
Feeling every inch of love he had for you through his lovesick voice, you nodded at him with slight tears. Bandaged hands started to caress your body and took you in his arms to go where your palace was residing. You couldn't help but caress the skull and whisper to him.
"Silly, Don't you know I've always been yours..?"
And the Moon shone so bright that it was visible even in the morning and the Sun was shining in such a warm yet strong way that people were curious yet happy since their days will go with peace. You two made your bond stronger by making love to each other for the first time, both in his true form and in a human, laughed freely and happily, not caring about how you'll be in trouble for all the bruises he gave to you but you were fine. You had your lover here, with you, soon to be married for eternal life... Turning to look at him, you softly kissed his jaw and closed your eyes for the sleep to take you over...
Not knowing that the Sun you adored so much would loose its spark in a matter of seconds, and the heart that was once filled with love would be nothing but a heart that screamed for one thing:
Revenge.
*****
"Lee! There is a creepy looking guy and a sweet girl looking straight at you for the past 30 minutes! Shall we call the police!?"
When a co-worker whisper yelled at you, you almost fell of the chair, if not for grabbing the table at the last minute. You looked at her with wide eyes, almost hearing what seemed like an amused chuckle and she got panicked, stuttering over her words while trying to apologize but you cut her off to understand who she was talking about and where that damn chuckle was coming from.
"What man and woman? Where? Show me, show me!"
"Right behind you but don't be too... Obvious..."
She sighed annoyed when you turned abruptly to look at what she was talking about, and you saw a curly-haired woman who had a sweet yet awkward smile and a man looking at you as if you were his next prey with soft curls that fell on his forehead. By the look of his eyes, you could guess that he was somehow in a lot of wars or jobs that included killing, not serial killer since he wouldn't come with a girl to observe his victim, maybe a mercinary or something like that.
Keeping the eye contact, you turned on where you were sitting and looked at them with whole of your body turned to them, legs dangling both sides of the chair. Leaning down a little bit more, you tilted your head to see if any of them would stop looking, whether it was out of discomfort or their human eyes finally loosing the batte against being dry for so long.
"Are we going to keep staring at each other until your eyes will dry so hard that not even water would help, or are you going to stop?"
And you smirked in victory when both of them groaned out in discomfort, rubbing their eyes to ease the pain. You chuckled and grabbed your eye drop for dry eyes, whistling at them, you threw it at the girl while fixing your clothes.
"You know, staring at people is rude and you even kept looking at me when I clearly warned you? You got some real guts, darlings!"
You stood in front of them, folding your arms in front of your chest, waiting for them to finish dropping the eye drop. You turned your head to the back slightly and smiled at your co-workers to let them know that everything was fine and that you were going to deal with the duo. Taking off your notebook and pencil, you waited for them to talk so you can just go and prepare their orders and go back to your place to your kids.
"Okay, gentleman, my lady, what may I bring you?"
"Look, we aren't here for-"
"An Iced-Latte and Americano would be great! Right, Marc?"
You looked at them with a bored yet curious gaze and raising your brow at the look the woman was giving him, thight lips with half wide eyes that screamed for him to shut up, you shrugged your shoulders and wrote their orders. Smiling at their way, you went back to your place and started to prepare what they wanted while trying not to laugh at their banter.
"Look, I know you want to ease into the talk but we don't really have time! Harrow is right on our tail and-"
"And freaking her out would be no help, Marc! If she really is who she is, than she already knows everything just let us get her trust!"
Oh My, What could two mortals do with a God?, you thought, while twisting your rings anxiously. You could just march up right there, tell them to go away since they'd be throwing themselves into more danger by being with you but your mind couldn't help but wonder: Who was this Harrow and how do they know who you are?
Meanwhile, a certain ancient God was right behind you, with his staff planted on the marble floor firmly. He extended a bandaged hand out to you, wanting to touch the face he dreamed of seeing again for all these centuries but he looked at you in shock since his hand just... slipped through you. He shuffled where he was standing and clutched the sun shaped necklace on his chest thightly, as if he was in pain. He didn't understand, do you not see him? Was he wrong about this woman being you? Did you forget about him?
Marc, thinking that Khonshu was right behind him, turned to question the God but when he saw that there was no one, he frantically looked around, finding him right next to you, trying to touch you and fail miserably. He nudged Layla and they both looked at him curiously while Layla was sad. She frowned at the scene since the snarky, grumpy God looked like a little kid trying to grab his mother and that he was somehow looking at her with pure sadness and a sullen look. Layla turned to Marc and leaned down to his ear to speak what was in her mind.
"Do you think... Maybe they have a shared past? It's not normal for him to be so... depressed."
"I don't know but I guess we're about to find out..."
You shivered slightly and looked around to see if there was any open windows than necessary and upon finding none, you grabbed their drinks and walked towards them. Smiling to yourself at the delighted look on the woman's face which made you smile softly at her even more and before you could go and change your outfit, she called out to you.
"U-Uh, Miss! Can we talk a little bit!"
"Uh... Sure, just let me change quickly okay?"
When you came from the back room and sat down in front of them, you could see that the man next to her was no longer the one you saw earlier. Sure, the body was the same but the look he was giving were shy? Anxious, and a little bir excited?
"Sorry for asking this but... Are you Egyptian?"
"Uh, yeah! I am and my friend here is-"
"You sure?"
They both looked at you with their mouths hanging open widely, the man spilling his coffee almost over himself and you gighled delightfuly at their shocked faces while handing a napkin to the poor man who thanked you stuttering.
"Ahh, that's the best part of the day! But seriously, your pheromone levels are quite high to be just friends and I'm not dumb... Actually I didn't mean the sexual tension you both have, more like you used a singular word whereas there are 3 people in one body..."
"Holy Fuck, she really is a Goddess!"
"Shhh, you idiot! Don't shout thing like that!"
You closed his mouth with your hand and looked around you anxiously to see if there was anyone who heard you. You sighed in relief since most people were outside and sat back down on your seat. Looking at them with hooded eyes and a tired look, you lifted your head to look at the woman before you.
"Look, sweetheart... I don't know who do you think I am or how much you know about me but I'm not the one to help you..."
"Wait, please! We know you faced many shit but you have to listen to us, you're the only one that could help us and if you don't want to help, then we'll let you go!"
Layla would have pressured you into listening to them more, even using harsh words but the look on your eyes touched her heart deeply. The tired eyes,dull look that screamed to let go of you... They were the same eyes she used to have and even though she didn't have a great sense of feeling people's emotions, she was sure as hell that you have been through a lot.
Thinking about her offer for a minute, you looked at the door and to them, trying to decide which option was better. To be honest, walking through that door and never looking back was a good idea. You didn't even know these people, you owed nothing to them to accept their offer and you weren't in the mood to deal with a bunch of kids... But the desperation and scared look in their eyes, even though they tried to hide it, was clear and that made you sit straight on your seat. Whining and pinching the bridge of your nose, you nodded and accepted to talk.
The woman, who later told you her name was Layla, smiled in gratitude and looked at the man beside her, who was Steven who had three alters, to speak since things were about to get complicated.
"Okay so, even I don't really understand what really is going on but one time I woke up in the middle of a meadow, got chased down by people and was holding a dung beetle. Later, I saw a man who was talking about the other world, the after life and then used a cane and then sucked the life out of a woman, saying that maybe bad thing will happen in the future and then everyone screamed-"
"All Hail Ammit, right?"
"Yes! But how did you..?"
"Ammit is the ancient Egyptian God that devoured the soul of those who she deemed unworthy. Eater of Hearts, Devourer of the Dead... Please, continue with your story, Steven Grant."
" And I don't know they were after the dung beetle and when I opened it, it just started to fly around, there is a God that wants me to be his avatar, well actually Marc is his but since he's inside my body, I kinda am his avatar too... And how do you know my surname, I didn't even tell you!?"
You sighed lovingly at the man who forgot that you were a Goddes yourself and waited for him to realize his mistake and when he did, he blushed so hard that he just wanted to crawl under the blankets and hide there forever. You pat his hand softly, telling him that it was okay and asked him to show you the beetle. Inspecting it while turning it upside down, you started to murmur to yourself.
" The ancient Egyptians identified this with creation, the indisputable strength of masculinity, procreation, wisdom, reincarnation, immortality and renewal... Ammit has been imprisoned for centuries and if there is a man, using her powers to collect souls... and thinking of the meaning of dung beetle... It's obvious that this Harrow man is trying to set her free, Steven..."
You gave it back to him and rubbed your face while thinking. The Egyptian Gods have always been into chaos more than anyone, being like little children and all that. They never gathered around one topic or aim, resulting in more chaos. They didn't even care about humanity anymore, opting to observe them through their avatars and even then, they didn't really give a single fuck about them. Always thinking so highly of themselves, looking down at humans... No wonder you hated their guts.
If this man would set Ammit free... You didn't want to imagine what would happen to the world.
"But... How can we stop them? We don't even know any God except you and you might not even help-"
"Who told you I'm not gonna help? I mean sure I'd have loved to have the retired life but... Unfortunately, if you come face to face with the other Gods, they wouldn't be nice to you... and probably wouldn't listen either. With me in the picture, they'd have no choice but listen."
"And Miss Lee... Since you're gonna help, can we learn your real name and identity please? If that's... okay?"
Looking at her sharply, you looked down and up at her, knowing that you were making them anxious second by second. Grinning joyfully, you nodded your head and popped a lollipop into your mouth, extending your hand out for her to shake.
"Nice to meet you, Layla El-Faouly! I'm the Goddess of Sun, Power snd Immortal Life... Daughter of Odin and Frigga, elder sister of Thor and Loki, a mother of two children and a woman who is this close to loose her shit."
She laughed at your way of introducing and watched you hug Steven to yourself lovingly, patting his head softly and praising him for being smart enough to find you. He curiously looked at your right and you turned your eyes at where he was looking but seeing no one, you ssked him what he was looking at.
"Oh, nothing! It's just... we didn't find you, he showed you to us..."
"He? Who?"
"It's the God of-"
Everyone inside the shop screamed when multiple bullets sounded around. Protecting Layla and Steven, tucking their head under your arms, you looked around to see a man with a cane walking towards you three. Creating a light shield around them, you took tentaive steps to the man looking at you with a fond smile. Feeling uneasy of his presence, you took out your staff and directed it to him. He stopped where the end of your sun staff ended, he bowed in front of you.
"O' the strong Goddess of the West, the one who enlightens paths and give what they desire, I find such pleasure in meeting the daughter of Odin..."
"As much as I like being praised, I really would rather you talk to me standing up, Arthur Harrow."
Smiling at you, he got up and after setting your staff down, he kissed your hand softly which made you raise a brow at his action. Meanwhile, Steven and Marc was having a headache over Khonshu screaming right next to him.
"IF YOU LET HIM TOUCH HER ONE MORE TIME, MARC SPECTOR, STEVEN GRANT, I'LL TEAR DOWN EVERY SINGLE MUSCLE OUT OF YOU!!"
Not being aware of what was happening behind you, Arthur started to talk while looking at you in astonishment.
"I never thought I'd see the day I'd be in front of such power but even someone like me can get lucky from time to time..."
"Cut the bullshit, darling... Enough of the praises, I already know why you're here."
"Then you also know that I've come here to convince you to join-"
"Who do you think you are, convincing me? I am the one that will decide on what I'll do and I'm the only one who will decide whether you're telling truth or not!"
Layla and Steven let out a wow at your voice echoing all around, and your body shining in an angry orange and red, Arthur's men took a few steps back but he only came closer to you with a manic grin. Directing your staff at him again, he didn't care and continued to talk.
"Oh, I can see why such a power is coming from you... Who would have guessed that a Goddess can have revenge inside of her so powerful that it's enough to burn everything?"
"I don't have revenge or anything like that inside me, watch your tongue, boy..."
"Oh, but you do. The fall of your home, your brother and your friends, being betrayed by the one you thought who loved you... So many sins have been committed against you..."
"Shut up..."
"I know the feeling... The same God who spoke such lovely words to you, whispering his love and affections also deceived me as well..."
Well, that caught your attention. Did he even know what he was talking about? Did he really know Khonshu at some point? You looked him up and down to see if he was throwing any lies at you but you saw... none.
With wide eyes, you lowered your guard and looked at him with big, shaky eyes. Seeing that he was getting under your skin, Marc took over an tried to break the shield that surrounded them.
"Do you... really know him? I mean-"
"Khonshu? The ever changing God? Yes, my dear... I know him and how he betrayed me just like how he betrayed you..."
Marc grunted in pain and cursed at you for creating such a strong shield. And the fact that Khonshu was screaming and trashing out didn't help.
"MARC! SAVE HER FROM HIS CLUTCHES!"
"Who is that woman to you anyways?! WHY ARE YOU SO-"
"BECAUSE SHE'S MY WIFE, YOU IDIOT!
"YOUR FUCKING WHAT?!!"
Before Arthur would try and touch you with his filthy hands, you heard the breaking of your shield and it was as if something switched back on. Growling at the man before you, you punched him hard from the balls and threw him away from you. Fighting against the men surrounding you, you turned to look at Steven and Layla to see if they were fine but what you saw made you falter and silently cry...
For the same bandages and Moon shape was on Steven, and your husband standing right in front of you protectively with a pleading and crushed look...
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worstloki · 2 years
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Further proof that Thanos really doesn't like loki. By not making him a child of thanos. I see it as a win tbh
you don't know that
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