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Guilty Pleasures

Pairing: Loki x F!Reader

Summary: You are a maid living in the palace on Asgard. When you hear of a plot to kill Prince Loki you know something must be done. After saving his life he offers you a wish in return. After struggling with your decision, you come to Loki with an interesting proposal.

Warnings: some violence, some blood.

Word Count: 5,012

A/N: I do not know much about actual Asgardian traditions and folklore based in Norwegian mythology. I'm kind of just making this up as I go along lol. So please don't study technicalities too closely.

Dear Ingrid,

I'm at my wits end, dear one. I am plagued by worries. Now that my brother has sealed the marriage license, Ragnar and I have only three months until our wedding. Not only did I not agree to this marriage but now I am being driven mad with anxieties about the match.

He is a palace guard. Surely he knows much about love. However I find myself defenseless at the thought of romance. Perhaps he will make a fine husband and will one day make me happy. However, I know this can only be if I please him in turn. How can I ever hope to do that when I don't know the first thing about lovemaking.

I need a tutor. One who can guide me through the delicate act of intercourse. If only such a thing were real. I would spend every coin I had to know the things which I do not. Perhaps I might find a book in the palace archives about such carnal acts. That may be a good place to start. I only wish you were still here with me in the palace my friend. I'm happy to see you working so closely to animals in the stables. But I do miss you dearly. Especially in times such as--

Heavy footfalls caught your attention as you picked up your pen, looking down the long corridor. Just as you were about to set about finishing your letter, two burly men appeared from around the corner up ahead. You were currently stationed at a small writing desk which was just around the corner from the back tunnels which led to the kitchen. It was a quiet place where you could write to your friend in peace. In fact, before today you had never seen anyone use these passages. Despite there being plenty of walking room, the two men marched in the middle of the hallway where they would surely cross paths with you. Before you could think to move, the man closest to you caught the back of your chair in a large fist and set it off balance. You wobbled for a moment before finding your footing again.

"Watch it, scullery maid." He spat gruffly over his shoulder before the two men vanished around a corner. Something about them was odd to you. Asgardian soldiers, while tough, were often kind. The clear act of disrespect did not ring true for a man of Asgardian honor. The urge to stay seated was strong but you found your curiosity was stronger. Shutting your journal, you crept off in the direction the two men had gone. It didn't take long to find them since they lumbered quite slowly under the weight of their armor. You kept around corners and in shadow as you followed their silent march to who knew where.

They were running out of places to go, you thought as you noticed where you had ended up. It was a crude escape route which let out into the throne room. It was hidden behind the King's throne, which was impressively large. What business would these men have there?

They stopped before the exit, fidgeting with their armor. You stood behind, around a dark corner. With their backs turned you were able to try and get a better look. They wore classic Asgardian armor like the rest of the palace soldiers. That's when you saw it. Their capes were fastened incorrectly. As if by clumsy hands that didn't know the proper uniform etiquette. These men weren't Asgardians. That's when you knew your bad feeling had turned into something dangerous. They talked quietly but you were close enough to hear.

"Alright, you remember the plan?"

"Do I-- Bloody hell, yes I remember the plan. I sneak in and subdue the prince, then I spear him through the neck. It's not fucking hard."

At this you threw a hand over your mouth. Assassins.

"It's about time someone showed that cocky little raven headed prick that a Jotunn does not belong on the throne of Asgard."

They were plotting against Prince Loki. You couldn't wait to hear anymore. If you, a maid, had any chance of saving your Prince you had to act fast. You knew a passage that would lead out into the throne room so you beelined there. At this point you had absolutely no plan. You just knew you had to get the prince away from his throne before those bloodthirsty men got to him first. Soon enough you found yourself at the grand doors which would lead you into the throne room. With a steadying breath, you pushed them open.

You had expected the room to be filled wall to wall with politicians and nobility, allowing you to slip in unnoticed. However you were offered no such grace. It was empty, save for the royal family on their thrones. All eyes were suddenly on you. To burst into the throne room unannounced certainly would mean death for you. But if it meant your life for the Prince's then you'd happily make the sacrifice.

His was the first form you assessed. His chin had been propped in the palm of his hand until you'd come into the room. At the disturbance he perked up, a smile gracing his lips as if he was thrilled by the disruption. His eyes didn't leave you for a moment, studying you hungrily. Who was this delightful mischief maker, come to relieve his endless boredom? Your eyes however darted nervously to the side of his throne, keeping an eye out for his unwelcome guests.

Running down the center aisle until you were standing before the throne, you fell to your knees in humility. "What brings a young maid before me with no summons?" Boomed the Allfather.

"Husband, lower your tone. Look at the poor thing. She's frightened. Hear what she has to say." He seemed reluctant but eventually spoke.

"If Frigga commands it, so do I. Tell us, girl, what your business is here. Pray that it pleases me." You took a calming breath.

"Forgive me, O Great King, for this unacceptable breach of tradition. I sit humbly at your feet today because--" Before you could continue, you could almost swear you heard the latch on the secret entrance clicking behind the King's throne. You were running out of time.

"Because what, child? My patience is growing thin."

"Because ... I have come to seek Loki's blessing."

This made all of them perk up in curiosity. It must have been a long time since Loki was asked for a blessing with the way they all peered back at you incredulously. Then the Allfather shifted in his seat, adjusting his robes as if he had made a decision.

"Trickery, which I'm sure has been plotted by the Trickster himself. I suggest you go, girl. Before I find myself in an unforgiving mood."

"No, please--"

"I didn't plan this father." Loki interrupted you, speaking up for the first time. His voice was like warm honey to your ears. "Frankly, I'm quite curious what else the little mouse has to say." The two stared each other down for a moment before the Prince once again took the lead. "Why do you seek my blessing child?" He leaned forward on his elbows, as if he were on the edge of his seat awaiting your response.

"If it pleases you, My Prince, this is one request which I should wish to remain private. Thus I wish to share it with you privately." Everyone in the room focused their attention on Loki, whose expression gave no indication of what he might be thinking. The moment felt eternal before he finally stood and strode across the room until he was standing just in front of you, only inches away. As he leaned down to whisper in your ear you caught a glimpse of his throne. Just beside it you saw one of the men from earlier with a compact crossbow aimed at the Prince's back. This was the moment. Just as the arrow was unleashed from the bow, you pushed the Prince aside just in time for it to find its home in your shoulder rather than his back. It stung like Hel but you knew Loki was safe. You had done your duty.

Everything around you began to happen rapidly, plunging your mind into a dizzying frenzy. Guards emerged from the hall, the royals were off their thrones and rushing to Loki's side, the assassins were being whisked away to what would surely be a painful death. And all the while Loki stayed by your side, keeping you still and looking deeply into your eyes. Whatever happened now, it was worth it.

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Time had passed. Of that you were sure. How much time had passed, however, remained a mystery. The room around you was empty. And quite large, you noted. This recovery room was easily three times the size of your personal quarters. You were awestruck by the ornate gold fixtures on the walls and the plush deep comforter which laid atop you. This was much grander treatment than you'd ever been given.

As if on cue, a healer came rushing in from the double doors. "You're awake. I hope you slept well. How are you feeling?"

"Confused. How long have I been sleeping?"

"Don't worry. You've only been asleep a day. With an arrow in your shoulder, I'm surprised you didn't sleep longer." You looked to where the arrow had been and saw nothing but a bandage stained red. It didn't hurt at the moment though you were sure it would soon enough. While you would have gladly given your life, you were still grateful for the miracles of Asgardian medicine.

"You seem to have done a good job of repairing me."

"Of course. Each healer is highly skilled and trained in their craft. Of course Prince Loki made sure that you received extra special care."

"He did?" You gaped. Royalty had never treated you special before.

"Absolutely. No expense spared for the girl that saved the Crown Prince's life." You nodded, feeling somewhat embarrassed by the praise. You had only done what any Asgardian would. There was no reason why you should receive better treatment because you were simply following your sense of duty. "Speaking of the Crown Prince, he wished to be the first to know if you woke up. I've already sent a messenger to his rooms. Expect to see him shortly." With that nerve wracking news, the healer saw herself out. You wished she had at least closed the door on her way out. Now every noise in the hallway set your nerves alight. You decided it was best to just shut your eyes and try to rest a bit more before the Prince was to arrive.

Those ideas were quickly squandered as the sound of very precise heeled boots entered your chamber. Cracking one eye open you saw the silhouette of the Trickster God in the doorway. My, he moved fast. You opened both eyes fully and let yourself take him in. He was dressed quite simply now though he still had a cape flowing behind him in a dark emerald billow. He took slow calculated steps as he approached your side, eyes never once leaving yours. Your breath left your chest as, for the first time, you realized that you were in the ever closer presence of royalty. Your entire life you'd never been in the same room as royalty despite working in the palace. Now the Crown Prince was at your bedside, hand tenderly retrieving yours.

"I am elated that you are awake. I was afraid things might turn for the worse. Yet you are strong. You fought well my little mouse. You should feel proud. You've done your ancestors well." You could do nothing more than nod, transfixed by his deep gaze. "How are you faring?"

"I've only just woken up but I feel no pain as of yet."

"Good. I can make sure the healers help keep it that way." You winced. You were about to do yet another stupid thing. Refuse the Prince.

"Please don't do that, my Prince. There are many others more deserving of the healers' help. You truly honor me by treating me so nobly but I will be fine on my own. I assure you, I am no hero."

"But you are, sweetling. You saved my life today. You, a humble maid, saved the life of a god. If you think you dishonor me by treating it as a proud accomplishment I assure you that will not be the case. In fact, I would like to show you just how truly grateful I am."

"All of this has been more than enough. Really."

"I'm afraid that while I fully intended to reward you regardless, tradition dictates you must receive the proper honor for your actions. Each royal family member must designate to you, a gift. One they feel is worthy of the act of saving my life." You couldn't help the groan that escaped your throat. This whole thing had started out of service to the royal family. Now they wished to serve you? You couldn't let this be. "That is why I've come here. To designate to you mine, the most important gift." You squirmed uncomfortably under his gaze, unsure of what he was about to bequeath you. "To you I give ... a wish. Anything your heart desires, you may wish for it and I will make it so. Absolutely anything you desire. If you take my hand, the deal will be sealed with magic and I must concede to any wish you make."

"No. No, I'm sorry my Prince but this is far too much. I could never accept something like this. It wouldn't be right."

"Your humility in the throne room made me feel as though you'd say that. So I discussed things with my father. He is willing to forgo the proper tradition. Under one condition. You cannot refuse his gift ... or my gift. But that's only half of the gifts you were meant to receive. Can you accept this compromise? I can assure you that my Mother's gift would be sickeningly extravagant." He teased with a smile.

You hesitated. This level of kindness was unlike anything you'd ever received. Why was a god pouring so much into you, a simple girl? After a moment, you knew you had no choice. So you nodded.

"I need your words and your hand, or else this magic means nothing." You lifted your hand to meet his, taking his grip firmly.

"Yes. I accept the wish." With this, a brilliant green light snaked between your arms as if binding you before disappearing as quickly as it had come. You blinked for a moment, unsure of what to say now. "The Allfather ... has he decided upon a gift yet?"

"He has and he bade me tell you. He would like to promote you to a higher paying rank with a better set of living quarters. He feels that one who is such a true asset to the royal family should live as grandly as she wishes." You nod in resignation. For a moment, you look around the room and imagine that they were your own personal living quarters. It didn't seem so terrible when you looked at it that way.

"Now, little mouse. What is it you wish?"

"You want me to name it right now?" You asked frantically.

"Calm down," He laughed. "If you need time to decide, of course I would be happy to grant you that. However, I should warn you ... as much high respect as I hold you in, I am still a prince and a god. I will not be made to wait forever." You nodded your understanding.

"Of course, My Prince. If I may, I have a journal which got misplaced before this endeavor. I had started a letter to a friend in it. If this notebook were able to be retrieved so that I may finish my letter, I will make a decision as soon as I've heard from her. I'm afraid I'm sorely in need of advice on this matter. It isn't often I'm given a wish like this."

"Consider it done. Just tell me its location and I'll have it brought to you as quickly as possible. This friend, where does she live?"

"The palace, My Prince. We used to work together as maids before she was promoted to stable hand. Her quarters are by the stables."

"Excellent. I'll be expecting a speedy response then." With that, he stood and began to make his exit. However before he could completely disappear, he turned back to you. "If I may give my own advice ... I know a 'royal wish' seems frightfully intimidating. If I were you, I'd just think of what is most important to you. Then think of how you can accomplish this goal. That way you can make your wish as effective and meaningful as possible. Just make sure it's something that you want. You more than deserve it." Then he was gone.

Sweat beaded at your forehead as the adrenaline of having a candid conversation with the dark prince coursed through you. However the cool air calmed you down soon enough. With a heavy mind you began to contemplate what you might wish for. If better pay and living quarters was already taken care of, you were unsure of what else you might wish for. There wasn't much you truly desired.

Just as you were about to run yourself rampant an attendant arrived at your door with the journal and a fountain pen. "Thank you." You bid him well before hurriedly cracking open the page you had left off on.

By the Norns, what a day this has been! Before I could even finish my penstroke a couple of men crossed my path. Men with plans to assassinate the Crown Prince Loki. Through what I can only describe as equal parts bravery and stupidity, I tracked them down and saved the Prince's life while injuring myself in the process!

I now write this from the grand recovery room. I do so wish to indulge you in every detail but I've been put on a dreadful timeline. For saving his life the Prince has granted me a wish. He said that anything I desire will be mine. He expects a response quickly but I could not decide without your wisdom. Please ... I have nothing to wish for. Help me on this matter my dear friend. I will eagerly await your reply.

Signed, Y/N

Folding the paper haphazardly, you called out for a healer who would deliver the message to the right people. Once it was out of your hands you nearly collapsed from exhaustion. You had been through a wave of every intense emotion one could possibly feel in just a few short hours. You needed rest now more than ever. Knowing that it was out of your hands until receiving her reply, you decided to get some rest while the medicine made it easy for you to fall asleep.

"By all the gods, please. Show me the right path." You called into the night before tucking yourself in and falling into a dreamless sleep.

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A few days later you received a knock on your door. You had fully recovered by now but they had left you in the recovery room until a new chamber could be found for you. In only a few short days you had already become more accustomed to a grander lifestyle. However you felt yourself shrink into that tiny maid again upon hearing the knock. There were only two things it could be. A messenger with news from Ingrid. Or Prince Loki, having grown impatient and ready to hear your final answer. With a shaky hand you opened the door. It was a messenger. Joyous day, you thought.

He handed you the letter. You thanked him wholly and closed the door, tearing the letter open as you sat on the edge of the bed.

Dearest Y/N,

Such excitement! Of course I miss the biggest event of the year while brushing manes. You ask for my advice on this but if you read your last letter in it's entirety, you've already answered your own question.

The thing which plagues your mind above all else; your impending wedding night. You've just earned a royal wish from the god most well known for his sexual prowess. Ask him to tutor you! While he may find you brazen, that's the worst result that could come of the request! If he must fulfill the wish, then I say this is your opportunity to know that which you do not. Please keep me appraised of the situation. I will look expectantly and impatiently for your next letter.

Signed, Ingrid

As soon as your eyes finished scanning the words you were utterly dumbfounded. What exactly was she suggesting? No, it was quite clear what she was suggesting. There was no way in Hel you could ask for sexual lessons from the God of Mischief himself. He was a god. He would not lay with such a low creature as yourself. In fact, you were sure he would laugh at the idea. But then again, he had said he would honor the request no matter what it was. And Ingrid was right. Loki's ... skills weren't exactly a well hidden secret. You had heard he actually quite enjoyed corrupting an innocent thing like yourself in the ways of desire. Maybe it was the best thing you could wish for. You fought with yourself endlessly as you tried to think of something, anything else. The thought alone made your cheeks heat.

So many wishes in all the nine realms, and this is what you had come to? You felt as though something better waited out there for you. However, Ingrid's little idea stuck far more than you had hoped. With a deep sigh, you opened the door to your room. There was a guard stationed there at all times, per Loki's request. "Please tell the Crown Prince Loki that I've decided on my wish." You told him to which he nodded and immediately marched in the opposite direction towards the Prince's chambers. Every second you spent waiting was like agony. You paced and read and slammed your head into a pillow but still you waited. After an hour and a half a guard finally knocked at your door, telling you that Loki was ready to see you now.

With a deep breath and a brush of your skirt, you followed the tall man across the palace to the threshold of the Prince's chambers. The walk was much quicker than you'd expected which hadn't allowed you much time to breathe. Thus with a head of scrambled thoughts you entered, ready to acquire your wish from the Prince.

"Nice to see you again, mouse. I apologize for the delay. I was stuck in a fruitless debate with my father. However, I'm delighted to see you've come to a decision. Sit." He gestured to the sofa beside him which looked deep and lush. You obliged, taking in the sight of his royal chambers as you did so. Corner to corner, the room was exquisite. Gold plating and fixtures, surrounded by velvety green curtains and furniture. If you had thought the recovery room was large, it was nothing in comparison. The room you stood in now was only the front room of many. The walk seemed miles long. Once you were sat snugly beside him, you finally took a much needed breath.

"Still nervous, I see. Perhaps it would make you feel better to make your wish now, without hesitation. Get this weight off your shoulders and the hard part will be over. What is it you wish, pet?"

"I can't believe I'm going to ask this," You mumbled under your breath. "You see, my Prince, I am to be wed in three months' time. Yet I know nothing of what it means to be a proper wife. How to properly please my husband. I'm sure you know that your reputation exceeds you when it comes to certain ... skills. I'd like for you to show me what you know so that I may collect my own knowledge to please my husband with." You were absolutely certain that the god's lip would be turned up into a disgusted sneer. However the expression you found upon looking at him was quite different. Rather than repulsion you saw genuine delight and curiosity, a playful fire lighting his eyes.

"My, my. Such sweet proper words for such a ... filthy request."

"I'm sorry, My Prince. You're right. I don't know what made me so bold. I never should have asked for something so clearly inappropriate. Not that I wouldn't like to-- you know what I-- you're very handsome is all I mean. I'm afraid I've made such a mess of this. Perhaps I shouldn't have made the wish at all. I'll see myself ou--"

"Enough!" Loki's thundering voice filled the chamber, giving you your first real glimpse of fear by his hand. You sat back down and held your gaze on your lap. However he was quick to stop you, drawing your chin up to look back into his eyes. "I'm sorry to raise my voice, sweetling, but you've become frantic. Are you afraid that I am displeased? I can assure you it is quite the opposite. As you've so boldly pointed out, I'm quite well known for my talents. How do you think I acquired such talents in the first place? With the help of bold little morsels such as yourself. It would be an honor to pass on my legacy of pleasure to one less experienced in its ways. Besides ... you yourself are not by any means an undesirable prize. If I might be so bold myself, you are one of the fairest I've laid eyes on in several moons. It will be a treat to unravel you bit by bit before dressing you back up all nice and sending you off to pleasure your husband."

"Really, My Prince? This doesn't upset you?"

"Far from it. I consider myself quite up to the challenge." Seeing the enjoyment in his eyes made a small smile creep to your own lips. You weren't sure if you were happy this was happening or if you were just grateful to have the answers. Was some part of this because he was so handsome? Was it because he was the prince? Right now, you couldn't make out what you were feeling. All you could do was breathe.

"I must say, I expected this conversation to turn out quite differently. Forgive me if I seem shocked or lost for words. Only a few days ago was my first time sharing the same air as one of royal blood. Now, the Crown Prince himself says he'd be delighted to give me such intimate lessons. I hardly know what to think. My thoughts are a mess."

"My first piece of advice; stop thinking. You're so caught up in thinking about the future and the past that you can't see the moment right in front of you. It's passing you by. Just breathe and stay here with me, in this moment." You did as he instructed and took a cleansing breath. This time your breathing somehow made you feel ... lighter. After a moment, Loki continued. "That very much applies to your sexual encounters as well. If you are invested in each moment as it comes, everything will feel new and exciting. If you can show your husband how engaged you are with him, you'll have him wrapped around your finger. Then he'll be willing to invest in you as well. Like a well fitted puzzle. And with my help, you'll do so with ease mouse."

"I certainly don't doubt you. Your words alone-- I can tell you know of what you speak. I just hope that I am up for the challenge myself."

"Whether you see it or not, you've got a fire inside you dear. Just waiting to burst forth. I have a feeling you'll see it too. Soon enough." The man began to lean forward slowly before placing a small peck on your cheek. The intimate display of affection made you blush deeply. "What a pretty sight. Already blushing for me. I can't wait until the lessons start. Perhaps you should see yourself out now. I feel as though I may forget to be a gentleman if you linger."

"Oh." You blurted, confused by this. You were sure that he had already begun his lesson and yet he was asking you to leave. You blushed harder but it wasn't pleasant as before. It burned like shame.

"Don't seem so downcast, little mouse. You asked me to teach you and I do have a scholarly way about me. I'd like to formulate a curriculum and a plan for making this work successfully. I'll send for you once I'm ready to begin properly. Until then, think dirty thoughts for me pet." He gave you a dashing wink which was your clear cue to hustle back to the recovery room. Every step made your body feel more and more like lead. By the time you were in your room you had just enough strength to collapse on top of the comforter. You didn't even bother moving as you shut your eyes and let sleep take you.

The past several days had seemed like a blur. You never would have imagined in your wildest dreams that you'd be awaiting luxurious quarters in the comfiest bed you'd ever slept in after striking a magic sex deal with the God of Mischief. If you ever said it aloud you would burst into laughter. It was all so fantastical. So far beyond belief. You were sure the next time you awoke it would all prove to be a dream.

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sallyastral · 6 months

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@miss-d-tiare Answering here because it wouldn't fit in a whole comment.

So, let's recap: I made a post expressing my opinion about Sylki, and you reblogged my post and commented on it saying I am a drama queen and that I should get myself a real problem, and when I answered you answered too once again this time not reblogging (mh, maybe because I told you it's just free notes for me and you are giving me visibility that way, mhh...)

Anyway, since I don't want to drag this conversation forever, I'll answer all of your points and quit this once and for all.

Dude, you have never experienced the pain and suffering of a one-sided crush? He likes her so much that, maybe for the first time ever, he's behaving like a normal person would do instead of just taking everything he wants like the spoiled and childish god hengrew up to be. This is a new level of rejection that actually impacts on him, and that's why he looks miserable.

Yes, I had one-sided crushes, more than one, and yes, they do make you miserable, but for different reasons. And the people I had a crush on didn't try to kill me or hurt me.

It's not the first time he falls in love, he said it himself in Episode 3 Season 1: he's had partners, but they didn't last that long. Furthermore, I would highly recommend you rewatch Thor (2011) and all the movies where Loki appears, because he has never been a selfish person, he says it himself (again) many times: when he tells Thor that he doesn't want the throne but wanted to be his equal when he tells Sylvie that he didn't want the throne but just wanted to see her safe and sound… So no, Sylvie is not the heroine who saved him and is changing him, he was like that already from time but was misunderstood by everyone else. And she is no exception because for the entirety of Season 1 (especially in Episode 6) and Season 2, she's still doubting and even said it openly that he still only wants the throne, and keeps refusing to fully understand him.

And let's not forget that IT IS A FICTIONAL SHOW!!! Some conflict MUST happen, or else people would complain it's too boring. The only character who could be so important to Loki besides of his brother is Sylvie, anyone can see that's only logical that the plot conflict involves both of them.

First of all: are you aware that movies and TV series are made to entertain people? Are you aware that social media just like Tumblr are made for people to express their opinions about things? So you saying "It's fictional!1!11" is just stupid because almost everyone here on Tumblr is here to talk about what they like on their blogs, you are doing it by responding to my posts. Since movies and TV series are fiction we shouldn't talk about them at all, by your logic. I am a psychology student, so I like to do psychological analyses of characters and give my opinion, you are completely free to agree or not, I don't care. But you can't come to my blog and tell me that I'm a drama queen and that I have to find real problems, that's just plainly disrespectful. And I already have my problems in my life, thank you very much.

This is not about conflict and entertainment: this is about Marvel making horrible decisions. You can create excellent conflict between characters without romanticizing abuse and domestic violence. And all of this wouldn't have happened if the directors of the series hadn't insisted on Sylki being a romance. If it was a friendship we'd probably be all quiet and just shrug it off with a "Sylvie is a horrible friend". But since this is romantic, well... some of y'all need to understand IT IS NOT OKAY for someone to be violent towards the other partner in a relationship. Romance + violence = ABUSE.

And if you don't understand where the abuse is, I suggest you read this post from @shadow-turtle-234 (forgive me for dragging you in </3).

People should definitely stop treating the relationship between FICTIONAL CHARACTERS as an example of real life human interactions, ffs! They're complex in their own way, and appealing and all but in the end they're not real so stop being drama queens and calling two fictional characters "toxic" 🤣🤣 get yourselves a real problem instead of making one up

Breaking news: fiction is based on real-life dynamics! Even more breaking news: fiction can influence real-life dynamics! Romanticizing abuse and domestic violence is awful, especially on the part of Marvel, a franchise that is also followed by very young people who could get the wrong message. It could also cause someone who has suffered or suffers from abusive situations to suffer even more seeing that someone suddenly decided that hurting the person you "love" is romantic.

My life isn't all about Tumblr, as I said I have my problems outside of social media, so if I express an opinion I don't think it's an issue. I'm just expressing my thoughts, did it suddenly become forbidden?

Do I like, need your permission or smt to alter and post a text I wrote? What did I miss?? 🤨🤨

Nah, that was just a fun remark I made, of course, you don't need my permission. I just found it funny how you both commented and reblogged, giving me free notes and visibility. Good for me I guess.

And the double standard is where, exactly?

Double standards exist because Marvel already has problems with writing female characters. Since they don't know how to make a decent strong female character anymore (aside from a few exceptions like Peggy Carter and Jane Foster), Marvel just thinks belittling the male counterpart's trauma and actions is enough to show how strong and smart the female counterpart is. And with Sylvie, they brought this to exaggeration, because not only she belittles Loki's trauma and treats him like shit, but keeps trying to hurt him and even attempted his murder several times. But since she's a woman Marvel thinks is okay, and a lot of people think that too.

But imagine if it was Loki to belittle her, insult her, attack her, and hurt her in any way. Y'all would be screaming and yelling at Marvel because "Oh em gee, they romanticized abuse, omg!1!!!" since he's a man. Domestic violence against men is rare, but it exists too, but apparently, it is considered "girlboss" and "cool" for a woman to hurt a man.

I keep maintaining it's all freaking fiction and that it doesn't work like resl life, you really should stop reading so much into it, it's not healthy pal 👍🏻

What I do with my blog and my life is none of your business.

In conclusion: I said what I had to, and I no longer intended to keep entertain this conversation with you.

#one more insult and the blocklist welcomes you #sylki is abusive #anti sylki #anti sylvie x loki #anti sylvie #loki #loki series spoilers #loki series #loki series 2 spoilers #loki season one #loki season two

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michelleleewise · 2 years

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The Prince and the God

Pairing: Loki x reader

Warnings: smut (not graphic) swearing,

Summary: you decide to have a tall with Mischief.

Part 4-

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You walked back into the living room, seeing Mischief sitting on the couch, one foot on the table while he played with the hem of his hoodie. "Mischief." You said getting his attention "y/n there you are, everything all right?" He asked putting his foot down. You cleared your throat "Mischief, umm Loki, I'm gonna call you Loki since since the other Loki isn't here." You started pacing across the floor "so, Loki, were friends yes? And you know I care about you, and I've been here for you and I always will be and.." you rambled as you walked back and forth "oh God I feel like I'm going to pass out." You stopped leaning over putting your hands on your knees, you heard Loki laugh "y/n, what is going on?" He asked looking at you.

You went and sat on the table in front of him "Mi....Loki." you sighed looking at him. "Y/n." He said leaning forward. "I don't know how to say this, or if I should, or what's going to happen if I do and.." you rambled again until he grabbed your hand "y/n, calm down. Whatever it is, we'll figure it out, now what is making you so crazy?" He asked looking at you. "Loki, I like you." You said looking down. "Well I like you too, that's why we're friends." He smiled. "No Loki. I liiiiike you." You emphasized, waving your hand between you. He stared at you for a minute, you could see the thoughts forming behind his eyes. "Y/n, do you mean you.." he started "Yes, yes Loki I like you more then a friend." You cleared your throat looking at him.

You felt him slowly pull his hand back and your heart sank. "Umm, it's ok if you don't feel the same, I totally get it, I mean look at me." You giggled nervously as he stared at you "umm, but I do care about you alot, and I hope I didn't just ruin our friendship because i..." you stopped as his lips met yours, halting your rambling. You sat there in shock, feeling his lips on yours, his hand gently holding your head. He pulled back looking at you "Norns woman do you ever stop talking?" He smiled. You sat speechless, mouth open not sure what to do when he grabbed your hand again, his other coming up to close your mouth. "Y/n, I have also liked you for some time now, but for fear of ruining our friendship hadn't said anything." He said looking at you. That's when it hit you "wait, is that why the other Loki is trying to make out with me all the time?" You asked.

You felt his hands tense as his eyes narrowed "what has he done? Did he disrespect you cause I will.." you kissed him this time. "Loki, he is you." You smiled pulling back. "Well yes, but he is brash and uncouth." He said frowning. You smiled cupping his cheek "no, he hasn't disrespected me." You felt him relax. "Y/n, I wanted to ask, since now everything is out in the open, would you allow me to court you?" He asked leaning closer. "I would like that very much." You smiled kissing him again. You tilted your head, deepening the kiss, running your tongue along his bottom lip. He slowly opened his mouth, allowing you in. You gently pushed him back against the couch, putting one leg on each side of his, sitting on his lap.

You pulled back, unzipping his hoodie, pushing it down his shoulders before placing kisses on his neck, licking the spot beneath his ear, hearing him moan "y/n" he breathed as you shifted your hips on his lap, feeling him harden beneath you. "Yes my prince." You whispered in his ear feeling him shudder. "I...I would really like to take you on a date first, aahhh..." he breathed as you nibbled on his neck. You pulled back looking at him "we can wait, whatever you want my prince." You said kissing him. He smiled as you climbed off and sat next to him grabbing his hand. "Still want to watch a movie?" You asked. "Yes, I'd like that." He said. You snuggled against him holding his hand. You never thought in a million years, someone like him would want someone like you, but here you were. You looked up at him, seeing the reflection of the TV light his features. His cheekbones, his yes, he was ethereal. "Your staring again." He smirked looking down at you. "Sorry. I can't help it your beautiful." You smiled "Hey. That's my line." He laughed kissing you.

When the movie ended you walked him to the door. "I was thinking, could I take you out tomorrow?" He asked holding your hands. "Yes, absolutely." You leaned up kissing him. "Goodnight y/n, sweet dreams." He kissed you again "Goodnight Mischief" you winked as you closed the door. You flopped on the bed, floating in total bliss when you heard a knock on the door. "Mischief, did you forget some..." you stopped, opening the door seeing Loki. "Hello darling, you did remember our little date did you not?" He asked stepping inside.

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capsiclesteebrogers · 3 years

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i just saw someone say that loki is a christian grey wannabee... i beg your pardon? how could you ever associate such an interesting and complex character to an abusive and utterly idiotic piece of shit? NOT ON MY WATCH!

#loki laufeyson #anti christian grey #I HATE HIM WITH A BURNING PASSION #the disgrace is astronomical #loki would obliterate that punk #and let's be honest here loki IS walking sex #don't ever disrespect loki like that again #D I S G U S T I N G #loki deserves better #MCU

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worstloki · 4 years

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Umm hey, I wanted to ask about your new fic (which already sounds very promising!) and if you're actually going to kinda explore Loki's genderfluidity. Like, I don't mean to make it a central part of the story or something, but a lot of people write this as Loki being a woman for one chapter and never mention it again (which is fine, I guess, but it's not really representation, or interesting), and I don't think that really counts.

Is there going to be like a thing, where Loki had to hide their genderfluidity before because Asgard sucks, but now that they don't care they aren't going to hide it, and maybe Odin will be mad or something (obviously just an example, this is the only thing my brain managed to come up with at 22:33pm)? And are they going to change gender on the regular? Maybe even be NB?

I really don't mean this as a critique, I think you're an amazing writer and I love your blog, I just wanna know what I should expect :)

Hi!! Shape-shifting is definitely not going to be a one-time thing as Loki is going to be genderfluid and shift constantly, even if he was male-presenting the first time around.

Since Asgard is a tragic place, yes, he would’ve faced a lot of backlash for it anyways, and so it was hidden, and I know that’s kind of cliche but I’m also going to be approaching the genderfluidity as something he was maybe in denial of and tried to suppress because he didn’t want to disappoint Odin or Frigga more than he already was? I’m not sure if it counts as “exploring their genderfluidity” but he’ll probably have to argue about it with anyone else who has a problem with it since he would not make it obvious when he’d shift before but is now going to be open about it (so good job 22:33pm brain, you got it in one). I’m not sure if I’m going to be bringing dysphoria into it yet but Loki will definitely be shifting whenever they feel like it (which means I’m going to die while keeping track of the pronouns but it’ll be worth it). Genderfluidity... comes under the nb umbrella... i’m pretty sure...? So, yes.

I think the asexual representation will actually end up being less, because while it’ll also be a constant background factor I’m going to be exploring that a lot less from Loki’s perspective. (Just in case you were wondering :D)

You can pretty much expect genderfluidity to be treated as a casual thing by Loki but everyone being all ??? wait ??? (usually because, sexism, sometimes because of... other reasons...). If you ever feel like I’ve addressed Loki’s gender or sexuality wrong or could’ve explained/handled something better don’t be afraid to call me out on it because I will go back back change things to hopefully make it better!!

#since the fic is going to be switching between comedy and serious introspection I'm hoping it won't come off as a gag #just because I personally don't see the gender-fluidity or shapeshifting as a huge deal doesn't mean I should treat it casually #and I know this #so if anything ever comes off as too flippant or low-key disrespectful seriously just go ahead and call me out on it #I don't want anyone to feel bad about doing so #but... yeah when loki shifts 1 (one) time and then never again it bothers me too #only because it comes off as forcing representation in and then getting rid of it and treating it like its own character trait #I totally respect the character's choice to change gender whenever but it still feels forced when that happens #one of the reasons I like AoA is because Loki changes and treats it casually and while he's male most of the time he changes multiple times #he uses it for a scheme but also changes *just because* and that's wonderful

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tokoyamisstuff · 3 years

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Dangerous Obsession - Yandere! Loki x Reader

After wreaking havoc one too many times, Loki’s family gets him locked up at a secured psych ward. As a nurse, workplace-romances were a No-Go for you - but how long can you withstand the dark charm of your patient?

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"I'm not seeking penace for what I've done, Father. I'm asking forgiveness for what I'm about to do."

- Daredevil

Warnings: Violence, Cussing, Unhealthy Relationship, Mental Illness, Sexual Harassment (not by Loki tho), Murder

Words: ~6500

A/N: Usually I'm more the Canon Divergence kinda person rather than AU, so please be patient with me on this one.

Everything was just as you remembered it.

Of course, it had only been 5 years since you had left your hometown and moved to a greater city, wanting to be closer to your boyfriend...

...well, now ex-boyfriend, to be precize.

Not that it mattered much to you anymore - after everything he's done, you were only mad at the amount of time you had wasted on him.

You had never been a person to embrace change, so that step you dared back then was really out of character. And now here you were again, the same hospital, the same changing room, even the same locker. How nostalgic.

As if they had reserved it only in case you ever came back, and that constant familiarity sure was comforting in times like these.

Still, no matter how glad and you felt to be closer to friends and family again, you couldn't help but feeling embarassed.

Of not being able to endure the loneliness, coming back just like that even though you could've made a living there all by yourself.

"Welcome home, Y/N" a low voice welcomned you jokingly, "It's good to see you again. Your departure really had left a hole in our unit."

It was Dr. Meyer, caging you in for a hug before you were even able to respond. Still the confident one, you thought.

Back then he was one of the rather arrogant interns, his disrespectful demeanour making work harder for everyone around him.

However, even back then he had taken a liking to you, probably due to your calm and patient character - most would say you were easy to exploit due to your kindhearted nature, but you'd refuse to admit that to yourself.

Well, back then you'd always decline his offers to meet outside of work:

Don't fuck the company, or so they said. That saying was unwritten law, especially in a small-town-hospital like this was one, where everyone basically knew everyone anyway.

His nametag told you that he had already climbed the carrier ladder and was now the leading senior of the psych ward.

Good for him, you thought.

You swallowed the bitter aftertaste of that way too long, involuntary hug and forced yourself to smile - you'd have to work closely starting today, so better not leave a bad impression.

"Glad to be of service." Your flight instinct kicked in at that weird atmosphere, nervously tapping with your foot. "But I gotta go now. Can't afford to be late on my first day!"

Like that, you quickly clawed in your bag and waved him goodbye as if it wasn't something personal.

Rushing through the hallways, trying to avoid longer conversations with old colleagues, there you finally were: The psych ward.

It was separated from the rest of the hospital, especially build to fit the overwhelmingly increasing need for therapy in today's civilization.

A few years ago, you'd never imagined to work here...

The workfield differentiated widely from other form of medicine and nursing, and you had always been a rather med-surg interested person.

Yet you didn't want to feel like you'd come back here without making any progress, so starting anew in another field would at least give you a little challenge and fresh wind.

"Good morning everyone, I'm Y/N YL/N. Nice to meet all of you."

After a while of greeting your new team and some smalltalk, the charge nurse would show you around. She then gave you some brief instructions and informations about the station and your tasks for the respective shift.

That was all the induction you'd get - because of course and as always you were short-staffed.

So from day one, you'd have to take at least one patient on your own, always able to ask anything in case you were uncertain.

"Don't worry" your colleague Jenny told you in a cheerful yet also worried tone. "That's a rather easy patient. I mean, his illness is complicated but I mean you won't have much work with him. Taking vitals, giving meds and else...you know, the basics."

She led you through the surprisingly full hallway, passing group therapy and sitting rooms, until you stood in front of the last door of the station - room 413. "That's our isolation room"

"Isolation? Is he contagious?" you wondered, seeing through the little window in the door just to see that the patient inside was hiding from your observation.

"Yeah, about that..." Jenby rubbed the back of her head, just to be cut off by Dr. Meyer which almost magically appeared behind you, his hand on your shoulder making you jump.

Hopefully you won't have to get used to such kind of advances, but for now you'd wave it off as an overly affective manner - he should just not overstep a line.

Maybe you'll tell him to tone it down a little after your probation is over.

"No, not like that" Meyer explained, rubbing his goatee as if buried in deep thought. "The patient's name is Loki Odinson. An interesting case, actually. A judge ordered special measurements of isolation, even though he is already in a locked station. Under no circumstances is he to leave his room, use of electronic devices forbidden. Any potential weaponry has been removed from the room as well, so don't worry. He is highly intelligent, so he won't do anything reckless. He knows that escaping isn't possible, so he hasn't attacked any of the staff up until now, and has not used any form of violence either. Actually, he doesn’t harm anyone he’s not particulary involved with or could profit from."

"But there can always be a first time" you thought, swallowing harshly to get that constricting feel of a lump ouf your throat.

Great. Wonderful. So they put a completely new nurse in potential danger she cannot possibly deal with?!?

Busy as they were, both of them would utter some words of encouragement and were very eager to get away from that particular room as fast as possible.

Well, you were used to deal with the unwanted workload. What doesn't kill you...quite literally.

You snatched his patient record, first of all reading his medical history to brace yourself for what's to come:

"32-year old caucasian male, single and with no children. Already behavioraly issues since early childhood, according to parents. Extraordinarily intelligence, yet low emotional capabilities, especially empathy and frustration tolerance. Fear of abandonment. Complicated relationship to his brother, constantly switching between relying on his forgiving nature and rivalry because of his popularity and achievements. Now facing identity crisis after having found out about being adopted, ashamed of his biological father apparently being a wanted criminal. Pathological liar with Narcisstic and Sociopathic tendencies, e.g. unable to bear not being the center of attention. Patient has been admitted to us directly via police, after slashing his brother's fianceè's face the day before their wedding. Insists it was a 'prank gone wrong' and he did not mean any harm, yet everyone in the family could give very convincing proof that the incident happened in fact on purpose. Hasn't spoken ever since, refuses to take his medication. Re-evaluating strategy in two weeks, together with family, lawjer and judge as representant of the state."

A deep sigh escaped your mouth after finishing the last paragraph, then growing into a frustrated groan.

Well, you were searching for a challenge, have you not? This was exactly what you came for.

You were just not used to those kinds of situations, and for it to happen so early within your new carrier...but you had nothing to lose, and nothing to prove either.

Let's just give it a try, shall we?

When the door opened, Loki would not react in the slightest. He was laying on his bed, invested with a small rubber ball he was throwing and catching - his only pastime lately.

Your patient was surprisingly handsome, but you tried to not let yourself being catched off guard. Very well dressed, but no wonder considering his family was kind of royalty - at least they were wealthy, that much you knew for sure.

For the fraction of a second, his emerald eyes would assess your appearance, before darting back to the ceiling, uninterested.

"She's new" he deduced as he took in your appearance, never having seen you before. Your insecure stance gave it away as well. "Fucking stupid to send me a rookie, who the hell do they think I am?! They better not take me lighty!"

The young man mentally prepared himself for the usual. Everyone visiting his 'cell', as he tended to call it, behaved the same up until now.

Scolding him, or appeal on his humanity while simultaneously wearing a face that gave their disgust towards him away.

They were so damn fake, all of them. It made him sick.

But instead, you simply nodded at him before sitting down at the small, plain desk in a corner of the room, calmly writing something down.

After a short time, curiosity had gotten the better of him. "Wha- what are you writing about me?" How could you even report something without having even attempted to talk to him?

"Wha- hey! Don't ignore me!" he yelled, having jumped up from his bed and slammed both hands on the table, making you wince a little.

At long last, a reaction. Your first, little success.

Finally, you'd look up from your papers and put up your most friendly smile. "Hello, my name is Y/N Y/L/N. For this weeks early shift, I'm your nurse. It's nice to meet you!"

Loki clenched his jaw, unable to deal with that genuine hospitality - the first time in what felt like forever since it last been directed at him.

No judgement, no resentment or such. Just you introducing yourself.

"Don't you have other patients that need your attention?" he waved you off, now that he had opened his mouth not being any use to keep on the silence penalty with you - and to be honest, he was a little impressed that you had tricked him into talking so easily.

"As a matter of fact, you are my only patient."

"Oh, of course!" He exclaimed almost comically proud, grabbing his chin. "Well, I assume I'm much to deal with. Special, you could say."

You cleared your throat, dismissing him just like that. Gesturing for him to sit down in front of you, you asked "Is it possible for you to at least try and listen what I have to say?"

Just like that, the man dropped to the chair, hands folded on the table. "With someone this polite, I'll give you a chance, as an exception."

Yeah, that little nurse sure was intriguing. Refreshingly kind...and naive. Maybe he could've use for that.

"Thank you. So, Mr. Odinson-"

"Just call me Loki, please" he cut you off, just to be instantly corrected by you in return. "I-I'm afraid that is not possible, to, well...to maintain a healthy distance."

However, you could only stutter that sentence when for a friction, his palm graced the back of your hand, so shallow that an innocent soul could easily mistake it for an accidental touch.

With a childlike curiosity, the man awaited your reaction - to no avail as it seemed. You were a professional, after all.

But given time, he thought...

"What I was about to say..." You cleared your throat, trying to busy yourself with the papers on the table. "It would be beneficial if you comply and accept this therapy, Mr. Laufeyson. Your psychological evaluation will have a huge impact in court."

Loki leaned back in the chair, arms crossed almost as if offended. "I know exactly what they say about me. That I'm a lost soul beyond help, and that I deserve to be locked away."

He nervously picked at his hand and you mirrored this habit. "Well, if it's any condolence...I don't see it that way."

"You've seen me for five minutes. You don't even know me! Not in the slightest. So your opinion means nothing" the man scoffed, raising his eyebrows at you.

"I am an expert in human nature, some would say" you spoke confidently, smirking a bit. "And anyway: It is never too late to change."

Loki felt his throat drying, swallowing harshly without showing any sign of weakness towards you - his enemy, he still thought at that moment.

Even though the idea of someone believing in the good in him was uplifting for the young man, satisfaction and trust were not really part of his nature after everything that had happened in his life.

Anyway, without having a real plan, he had decided for his next actions out of a whim - and grabbed the cup with medication you had brought, swallowing them all at once.

"Here." He sticked out his tongue, showing you that he didn't hide them anywhere. "I did my part, now it's your turn."

The fact that on your first day, you made that troublesome patient talk again and take his pills was making your chest swell with pride -yet his presence also made you kind of flustered. "What do you mean?"

"Let's play a game." A mischievous and gleeful grin was streched across his face, and he stared at you with an intensity that made your heart race for some reason. "I do what you think is necessary, and in return I just want some information about you. Nothing indiscret, no things that make you uncomfortable or some sort. Just some innocent details."

Was it really a good idea to trust this man? Not to speak of building some kind of personal relationship with a patient...

...but then again, he couldn't really use that against you. And if the man got the treatment he so desperately needed, you'd also get credit which would be good for your reputation as a new nurse.

A win-win situation, right?

"Go on" you sighed, still not really fond of the idea.

"Are you in a relationship right now?"

"That's already inappropriate." As punishment, you stood up and prepared to leave - but Loki stopped you. "Wait! I'm sorry, it was a little prank. I'm sorry, sorry."

You couldn't surpress a chuckle that you had turned the tables on that perceptive man, making him grid his teeth when he realized he had lost his cool for a moment. "And I'd doubt you'd know how to take proper care of a lady" you teased.

"Oh, you'd be surprised." He was quick to change the topic himself, asking "So be it, then: Why did you decide to become a nurse?"

"Umm, maybe I'm an idealist?" you pondered aloud, nipping on your bottom lip. "Never really thought about it. It just felt right. The job is challenging, rich in variety, and you can contribute something good."

Exactly what he thought - you obviously had some issues as well, as it seemed. Maybe he could use that against you, gain your trust and make his escape.

And even if it didn't work, this would be a pleasant pastime...

But as the weeks went by, Loki actually found himself enjoying those brief visits and innocent conversations, just the two of you

And he soon learned to embrace his little, impossible infatuation he was slowly developing.

At first you wouldn't bid his behavior any huge meaning, especially because your bright nature didn't allow you to sense any ill intend.

It was rather nice, actually - showering that misunderstood man with attention, and seeing how he bloomed.

He even confided to you about his side of the story, back then: According to Loki, he was only trying to cut off Thor's fiancée's hair in her sleep - but when she woke up and became startled, he accidentally cut her face with the blade.

Much to everyone's surprise, you believed him - even though that mean prank spoke more than enough about his emotional maturity.

The rules of the station allowed him more freedom if he behaved well, and soon he was allowed to roam the unit freely, always watching over you from the shadows instead of initiating contact with anyone else.

For a while, everything seemed to be going into an acceptable direction, with you gifting the man books or sheerly listening to his interest for norse mythology, as if asideof the circumstances your unusual friendship weren't the way it was.

Things became more troublesome however, when Loki decided he wanted to be needed by you as well.

When a patient hit and threatened you, you waved it off as being not that much of a deal - that man was sick and didn't mean it personally, so you didn't want to make a complain to the police.

Yet Loki thought different, a dire anger awakening in him as he saw your cheek slightly bruised - and coincidentally, that very same man got beaten up the next day. Little did you know Loki initiated a fight between that violent patient and the other ones, solely manipulating them without dirtying his own hands.

No one shall lay hands on you. He would not allow to share you with anyone.

And especially: You shouldn't treat anyone else with the same kindness as him!

"I am not allowed to accept gifts from patients" you explained politely, still flattered by the fact that he had remembered your favourite color.

He'd only shove the little box into your arms again, carefully sliding it over the table. "How about a gift from a friend, though?"

"Okay, but I'll open it when I'm at home so no one sees." You were aware of people noticing the shift in your depicture of him, being the only one to always defend him in front of the other staff at your briefings. "Anyway, I have something for you as well..."

His birthdate was no secret for you either, knowing his whole clinical record by heart already. Still, Loki gasped in surprise, shining eyes widening as he saw you presenting a small, selfmade cake to him.

"Happy Birthday, Loki" you chanted, gesturing for him to try a piece.

"How thoughtful..." he murmured under his breath, that small, genuine gesture meaning more to him than he could put in words. "Thank you."

"Does your family come to visit today as well?"

That statement made his expression immediately drop. Damn, you should've known better than to adress this topic.

"Of course not" he spoke, voice laced with disappointment. "Did you ever see them visit me, all those months? They gave up on me, I tell you..."

Probably, but you did not want to admit that to him.

It was your little secret that you had a phonecall with his brother last week - the only person he thought to always forgive him and be at his side.

"He only ever loves himself, Miss Y/L/N. I just can't defend him forever." With those words, he hung up before you could even convince him otherwise.

"What about your mother?" Oh, you were blissfully unaware of his past, only hurting him further by your plain questions.

"She's dead." For the first time, you actually saw his eyes becoming glossy, now understanding why he never spoke about her before.

"My father blames me for her death" he breathed, as barely audible as his shaky voice allowed him. "Who else could it be, right? I'm basically at causing every misfortune in people's lives."

"Loki..." You felt brave today, taking his hand into yours and sueezing it a little before reassuringly rubbing his lower arm. "You don't need to open up about that just yet. It's very hard and personal for you, I get that."

"Nono, it's alright. I'm here for therapy, right? And I trust you." What words of great honor. "There's not much to talk about anyway, really. She was the only one who believed in me, and made me feel like I belong. But her sorrow about my lifestyle was too much for her heart to bear, at least that's what my family concluded. And ever since, there was only that shadow of my father and brother's greatness, and it made me sick. Every day I felt like I was suffocating, and when I found out about my true parentage and my brother wanted to move to his future wife, I felt like everything I knew and controlled was gone. As if a hole opened up in the ground and I just fell forever."

Only now he realized how teary-eyed you had become as well, amazed by the closeness you entrusted him with in change for that secret - seeing the deepest pit of his soul.

"You are not at fault, Loki. Everyone makes mistakes, and a mother never stops loving her child." You needed to pause midsentence, choking on a sob. "She would've want you to lead a happy life, don't you think?"

"Yeah..." Absentmindedly, Loki's thumb circled on your hand, until pulling it in to place a kiss on your knuckles. "Thank you for listening. For your help...for everything! I don't know what I'd do in here without you...I'd probably actually go crazy."

That night, you'd wake up from a dream again - like you did many times, afterwards needing to ease the ache in your lends, praying his name: Loki.

Lately, those dreams repeated themselves, turned into daydreams and linging fantasies - about what his hands would feel like exploring your curves, what his tongue would taste like wrapped around your own while mercilessly fucking you against the wall of his room.

What the fuck is wrong with you?!

You stood up and tried to walk the tireness away, as if to shake those improper thoughts off as well. Seems like you had fallen asleep on the desk again, but it didn't matter since night shifts were usually quiet in here.

"Here again?" Loki softly knocked against the door of the nurse's office, greeting you with a shy look.

"Not quite" you yawned and stretched a bit, trying to not dwell in those earlier memories upon seeing that annoyingly attractive patient. "Still here, actually. Double shift, a colleague called in sick again."

Loki huffed angrily as he let himself in, knowing in night shifts there's always only one nurse so no one would disturb you. "Inacceptable!" he exclaimed, "A person like you deserves to be treated like a queen, not a servant."

The beginningly self-glorifying tendencies Loki hat coated his insecurity with had lately shifted towards you, putting you on an imaginary pedestral in his mind.

You were good and pure and could never do something wrong, or so he thought - and he was the only one able to protect you from that otherwise cruel world.

Right now, you may only have become his moral support - but if things went on like this, instead of healing, Loki would lose himself in other unhealthy habits.

So why couldn't you stop and stay away from him, at least for his own good, damn it?!

Seems like you weren't as great as he thought you to be...

"Drop that 'I can fix him' thinking!" you could still hear Dr. Meyer say, back this afternoon when he ordered you to his office. "The whole unit is talking already! That man is already doomed, any he's only toying with you! A psych ward team needs to be cooperating and stick together, and if only one person behaves different and go easier on him, the whole therapy won't work!"

Only when you stopped pondering about it, you saw how close Loki had gotten to you, his face just inches apart and raven locks falling into your face. “Please, Y/N...just lend me an ear...”

You were struggling as your back hit the wall, unable to gain distance again. Still mentally debating whether you should push the emergency-button on your unit’s phone, Loki robbed you of that decision as he softly grabbed your hand, intertwining his fingers with yours.

“I’ve seen the desire in your eyes, you sweet little thing...” he hoarsed with a raspy voice, making you shudder as you felt his breath gracing your ear. "If only we could go somewhere far, far away to relish that need.”

“I-I won’t let you out of here. Do you honestly think I’m so gullible?!”

“No. Nononono, little petal. I would never use you for that.” Your patient’s demeanour was no less inviting, his knuckles brushing your cheekbones while he was looking at you as if you were a piece of art. "But I want you to give us a chance - nothing more, nothing less.”

You bit your lip, unable to fight against something you wished for so deeply. A thousand thoughts ran through your head, about how wrong every detail of that moment was - but also the most wildest fantasies of lust and love and adventure. There had always been something attracting to the forbidden, after all...

“I can change. For you. Be discharged someday. Build a life with you. No one has to know about us until then. Y/N...”

“Loki...” Your voice was nothing but a whisper as he needily pulled you into his arms, fingernails digging into the flesh of your hip to lift you onto the cupboard. You felt his erection eager to escape his trousers, pressing itself against your crotch to ease this pressure.

He seemed desperate as he explored your body, unfocused even as he overwhelmed himself in that intoxicating high of your closeness...

...but just before the final gap between your lips closed, he was gone.

“You piece of shit. Even harassing our nurses, huh?!?”

You blinked heavily, mind still clouded by lust before you could comprehend what just happened. Loki on the other hand was lying on the floor, being pressed down by two security guards as Dr. Meyer prepared a srynge with sedatives

“Wai-!” Just when you were about to interfere, Loki furiously shook his head. His eyes told you everything you needed to know about his intentions, signalizing you to stay silent - otherwise you’d be doomed with him.

No one shall notice your little workplace romance, so he’d sacrifice himself to preserve your honor and prevent you from being punished.

After injecting the medication to his bloodstream, they still did not keep themselves from savouring in his pain and violently fixate him, straping every single of his limbs to the bed.

“Tha- I think that’s enough. He’s asleep” you suggested with a shaky voice, as Dr. Meyer grabbed both of your shoulders. “Are you alright? Did that bastard hurt you?”

“N-No...I guess he just misunderstood my kindness.”

“People like that are no humans” the doctor growled, watching as the security guards dragged him away. “They are wild animals. He will never be able to lead a normal life, being as dangerous to others as he is!”

The thought of Loki possibly being robbed of a normal future just to be locked up forever brought tears into your eyes. Luckily, your colleagues thought that reaction to be because of the shock, however it revoked Dr. Meyer to embrace you tightly and completely uncalled for, babbling some fake sweet words about you being safe now. Oh, how you wished to escape his fangs...

For several days, there was nothing. You had been forcibly conivinced to take a few days off while Loki was still rotting in his room, which made it impossible for you to relax.

Your almost-lover on the other side was patiently waiting for you, always sure of your return - however his wish to see light in these darkest of times would be possibly ruined forever.

Loki knew the order of this unit very well, knowing exactly when someone would come to give him food, meds or check up on him. So when there was an unregulary knock on his door, hope bloomed in his chest to finally see you again.

“Well, well...” Dr. Meyer was trying his outmost to appear professional, yet he couldn’t surpress his gloating over the man who got fixated by his wrists just minutes before the medical round. “Good evening, Mr. Odinson...or should I rather say ‘Laufeyson’?”

No reaction. Instead Loki calmly smiled and let all the hatred and negativity bounce back off himself instead to letting it into his core ever again.

As long as his thoughts revolved around you, he’d be fine. You believed in him, and never would he want to disappoint you again.

“Do you know why I have been called here?” The doctors demeanour was obvious, and Loki was almost certain that he specifically insisted to be responsible for his ‘favourite’ patient. “Your evaluation is almost due. You know, the one that decides about your future at this facility and especially our society?”

“If you have to say something, just say it.” Even though acting cool, Loki’s heart was dropping to his stomach, anxiety getting the better of him - and sadly, it wasn’t unnotice by the doc.

“After all those crimes you’ve commited, we’ve been thinking you’d be better of in a forensic clinic.” Meyer sat down on the edge of the bed, hiding his grin under a face mask as he enjoyed the trembling man straped to the mattress.

“B-But what about-”

“Don’t worry about that” the doctor cut him off, “Y/N doesn’t want to be admitted to you anymore, either way."

“Lies.” Still, Loki teared up faster than his mind could catch up on those words who broke his heart in an instant. “I-I know deceit better than everyone. You’re lying!”

The doctor was almost imploding out of glee, but being the sociopathic actor that he was, he reassuringly put a hand on Loki’s shoulder. “I’m sorry for you, but it’s better for everyone involved. She’s afraid of you, called you a freak even. I don’t know what sick shit you did to her exactly, but we’ll do anything to keep you from doing it again.”

“Shut up!” Security was storming the door as Loki began to have a violent outburst, bed shaking and the skin on his wrists becoming sore as he tried to free himself from the shackles. “Don’t fucking touch me! Where is she?!? I want to speak to her, let me.......”

“No need for that, gentlemen.” Dr. Meyer had already put his patient to sleep before the security would mangle him - after all, he didn’t want to leave proof of any mistreatment on his station. “That man’s not worth it anyway.”

Loki’s sleep was long and dreamless, yet the first thing that had popped up in his mind as he regained consciousness was you - and there you were, looking at him all concerned as you pet his head.

He blinked heavily, unsure whether you were a hallucination. But it was really you. “Y/N...”

Suddenly, he remembered the doctor’s words, turning around to face the wall as soon as you freed him from the restrainments. “What’s wrong, Loki? What have they done to you?!”

Every syllable that escaped your mouth was laced with emotion, confusing and hurting his shattered soul even more. “What are you doing here?” he hissed coldly, trying to not be affected by you anymore.

That would’ve been the last time he ever let someone close to his core again...

“My colleagues didn’t want me to nurse you, out of worry! It was extremely hard to convince them that I’d at least bring you dinner, since they did not want to ignore Dr. Meyer’s order, but well...here I am.”

You rubbed the back of your head, sheepishly looking over to the plate you had put on his nightstand. “I brought your favourite.”

“Go away” he whispered hoarse, still only offering you his back. “And never come back...”

“Wha- but I...” You wanted to approach him, but Loki slapped your hand away. He wanted to scream, but was smart enough to not attract your colleague’s attention. “I trusted you, Y/N! Out of all the people I expected to betray me, it had to be the only one I allowed to come close?!?”

There he was, the man everyone considered a failure, a brutal psychopath and a monster - shivering at the thought of being all alone once again.

No mockery, no acting all high and mighty to cover up his true feeling or protect his pride.

Just pain.

“You, back then...” he declared, finally meeting your face with an icy glare. “That was the first time someone ever voluntarily stood up for me.”

“I bet it happened before,” was your firm answer, gulping heavily at the sight of this empty shell that had almost become your lover. “I am sure of it. Sometimes we are just too hurt to remember the good things.”

“Were you really that disgusted by my advances, this whole time?”

That question caught you off guard. Of course the circumstances had always been present in the back of your mind - but how could he ever assume that you did not felt drawn to him as well?!

“N-No!” you exclaimed almost immediately, and Loki backed off due to the surprise of the determination in your voice. “If I didn’t want to, I would’ve told you! Why would you think of me that way?”

The image of your almost-kiss, how his hands felt as they were eagerly exporing your skin...it was still pleasantly vivid in your mind...

...but something else had stained those blissful memories for the both of you.

“I am so sorry, Loki...” As you began to sob uncontrollably, the dam broke and Loki couldn’t hold back anymore. “This is all my fault! You’re my patient, and I took advantage of you...I am honestly the worst.”

“Shh...” Even though still mad, in the dephts of his heart Loki couldn’t stay mad at you for too long. Seeing you sad was just too much for him to bear. “Everything will be alright. I know it.”

And just like that, Loki was lost in thoughts of a happier future again...yes, even if he was transferred, it would be better if you weren’t involved at work. You could visit him, and he’d try to better himself - for he now finally had something to look forward to: Y/N Y/L/N.

However, when Loki reached out to hug you, a reflex made you flinch away. For a sheer second, he furrowed his brows in confusion - but then he saw the blue marks on your arms. “W-Where did you get that from?!”

Your lack of a response infuriated him even further, even though he already knew the answer. Never before you heared a voice this cold, and it honestly made you afraid of the consequences. “Y/N. Tell. Me.”

“Dr....Dr. Meyer...when you were dragged away that night, we were all alone....he wanted to speak to me in his office about the incident, at least I thought, and then.............”

Loki’s face dropped lower and lower with every detail you spit out about how that dirty bastard tried to take advantage of the situation back then, trying to grope an already shocked woman and thus traumatizing her for life.

How he roughly tried to hold you in place, bruising that fragile and most holy body to the point where instead of passively avoiding the situation, you were desperately trying to get away.

"He threatened me” you sniffled, every sob shaking through your whole body while Loki never stopped embracing you so tightly that he hoped all of your broken parts would be put together this way. “Told me he would tell everyone about our affair when I don’t comply. I don’t care about the trouble I get into, but you...I cannot close all the doors that are still open for you.”

A million thoughts were racing through Loki’s head at once: About how someone could be as selfless and prure as you were, and wondering about what his life would have been like if he had only known you earlier. That he now knew about your true affection and loyality, and being unable to repay it.

Yet nothing could still the rage that was currently preying on his mind at the thought of some other man violating you, while he had been thinking about nothing but himself this whole time - even daring to question you for one second.

“Please don’t worry, my dear.” The shift in his behavior frightened you, yet you were too overchallenged with those past weeks that you had become too careless.

Loki pressed a wet kiss into your hair, savouring this moment just a while longer - until you were to meet again. “I will take care of everything. But you must go now, before your colleagues notice. Go.”

If only you had noticed earlier, taken the hints serious...

The remaining day felt like forever, your thoughts always wandering off to either your longing for Loki or the discomfort whenever you heared Dr. Meyer’s name. It wouldn’t take long until your colleagues sent you home, suggesting that you’d get whatever it was you had going on in proper line - because like this, you weren’t able to work let alone provide for anyone. Not even yourself.

With an exhausted mind and body, it was only a matter of seconds until you slept away right on spot, on the sofa you immediately plummeted on when you got home.

Only an hour later, your rumbling stomach would wake you up, since all of the stress had kept you from nourishing yourself properly. “Loki would want me to take care of myself...” you thought to yourself, worrying how the others at the unit would treat him when you were gone...

...but then, your attention got caught at the TV, having run in the back during your whole nap. The image on screen was one of your hospital, depicturing several police cars in front of the main entrance - and a corpse, covered and transported away.

“And now to our local news” the newscaster spoke and you wondered how someone could speak so monotonously about something apparently horrible.

“The renowned psychiatrist Dr. A. Meyer has been found dead in his office. Police report states that the culprit wanted to make it seem like an accident or suicide, yet the non-lethal wounds on the victims body reminded of a sadistic slaughter. One patient remains fugitive, whatever happened exactly or how their relationship with each other was remains unspoken by the hospital CEO.”

It was over. Everything. And you knew what that meant:

Loki had taken care of it - just as promised.

There was no time to think, act or even cry. Iwnstant regret washed over you before a feeling of complete numbness erased the will to fight left in you.

For you had created this monster, or at least taken part in it.

And when you felt a familiar hand running down your back, you would only close your eyes and accept your guilt - and your fate.

"Welcome home, my love."

Disclaimer: As a nurse, I feel responsible to emphasize that this Story and all of their elements are purely fictional. Every dark theme has been added solely for the drama and has no connection to real life. Please don't let my work make you stigmatize people with mental illness, and neither become uncertain of seeking professional help shall you ever require it.

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Love is Selfless, It's Kind (Loki x Female Reader) (Part 33)

Summary : You and loki fix the immortality talk once and for all. The vacation gets over but loki have one more surprise left for you.

Warning : 18 + Smut ofcourse, they're on vacation folks,

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"Then don't take the immortality, I am fine with it, I'll lose mine, I'll become a mortal" That's not what you were expecting to hear from him, definitely not that "What???" You asked him and he huffed "if you don't want to take that risk, if you don't trust me enough even after everything we have been through, then don't princess, don't take the immortality, I'll lose mine, I'll choose my forever with you" his eyes teared up as he spoke, he thought you didn't trust him? you just felt scared, it had nothing to do with him. You thought about what you said and you realised how he interpreted it

"Lo...that's not what I meant baby, I can't let you do that, I cant" he heard your voice so sad and broken and he scolded himself mentally again, is he going to make your cry every day on this vacation? "Okay What did you mean princess?" He walked towards you and cupped your cheeks as he kissed you "I just, I will...I feel like I'm gonna make it worse if I explain it more" you mumbled and his thumbs wiped your tears "I'm sorry princess, don't let my foolishness hurt you please, this is just hard, I didn't think it would be this hard" he mumbled and you looked at him, he took two steps backwards and then he spoke again

"You think I'll be bored of you hundreds of years later? That I would just give up on you? That I would forget about you? And find someone else?" He asked you series of questions and you nod in agreement, that's exactly what you're worried about "you didn't consider the fact that hundreds of years also means years of togetherness? The memories we have made in last two years, infact just yesterday, it makes me so damn insane about you, it makes me want to burn the whole universe down just so I can keep you safe, add thousands of years of memories of us just being with each other, loving each other to that, you really think I would let all that go..that I would allow myself to let that fade away just for few moments of excitement?" You heard him and you heard him really well, this is what you needed to hear from him, you just needed assurance.

"Lo baby I..." He cuts you off before you can say anything more "and how do you know we won't have excitement in our relationship anymore? That you'd not drive me as crazy as you do right now? That someday I wouldn't worship the ground you walk on, the woman who would bless me with our little kids someday, you think I'll allow myself to disrespect that woman ? What makes you say that princess?" He asked you and you don't have an answer for any of his question, you only thought about the one side of it all "Imm sorryy lo" he walked towards you and he kissed you lovingly, it wasn't lustful, you just felt his love, nothing else "I know I have let you go before, but never again, I promised you didn't I ? Don't even for a second think that I would let you take the herb, have you make such a huge commitment for me and then ditch you in the middle of it, you know me better than that don't you princess? And even if you don't I'll prove myself to you, I'll spend my whole life making you believe that you're mine and I'm never ever letting go again" he mumbled and you don't have any fear anymore, you don't have anymore doubts, you should have trusted him.

This is the risk you're going to have to take, a lifetime, thousands of years with loki? It seems nothing less than a dream, but it will be your reality, you'll be loved and cherished all your life. "I know baby, I trust you, I was just scared lo, I can't be without you, I love you so much" you hugged him tightly and he wrapped his arms around you, his hand caressed your head softly "I know darling, you never have to worry about that my love, I love you so much, I almost lost you forever once, I watched you die and then I let you go, worst period of my life, I'm never allowing any of that to happen again" he held you like that until you stopped sobbing, until you calmed down in his arms.

"I want it lo, I want forever with you, thousands of years, I want it all" you pulled away as you spoke and his eyes shined so brightly at that, you wanted to give him everything, you wanted him to be the happiest "Love oh love, you have made me the happiest man in all of the nine realms, I'm so blessed darling, so grateful" you smiled between your tears as you heard him "I am too" he kissed you so deeply that you almost felt suffocated but not in a bad way , once he pulled away to breathe there was such a mischievous glimmer in his eyes "enjoy 6 months of your mortality" you chuckled as you heard him. Hell yeah you want this bright light of sunshine forever.

"No more crying for the rest of this trip atleast" you agreed to that and you didn't cry, rest of the vacation went pretty quickly after that, he was extremely horny with the prospect of getting to spend thousands of years with you and you weren't any better, you two spent your whole trip just fucking each other as much as you could, of course there were few road bumps, like Joan? When you found out she invited lo to her cottage to do god knows what ..you were so pissed, pissed would be an understatement

"Lo Joan is coming" you both were on the beach, he was laying on one of those beach side chairs with you next to him, the sun was starting to tan his white pale skin, you had never seen him with colors before , he looked hotter than hell "I despise her soo much" he mumbled and you giggled, you kissed him softly and got on top of him, you needed her to understand that he was off limits, that he was untouchable. You would be shy of such pda but the beach seemed fairly empty and you didn't care much "mmm yess claim me princess" you bucked your hips over his crotch, he was shirtless with just a beach shorts on, you could feel him hardening at the action "you're already claimed pretty little kitten" he moaned, your nicknames and your praises always makes him squeal internally.

"Hii guys" you heard Joan's chirpy voice , was she really saying hi while you had your tounge down his throat? You pulled yourself away from him and looked at her, he however didn't care at all at this point, he sucked on your neck while you tried to converse with her "ummm Joan we are a little occupied?" You giggled as you felt his hand hands under your summer dress, he wasn't even looking at her, then he held your cheek and turned you to him so you could focus on him "Pay me attention, Mommy pleasse" he said loudly and that made her run towards the other side, you bith bursted into fits of laughter as she left. Yup the vacation wasn't so bad afterall.

"Oh godd lo yess that's it baby, you're soo hot Fuckkk" you mumbled as loki tongue fucked you, everything was bigger about him in his natural Jotun form, everything. He was engrossed in your taste that he wouldn't even look up, he was lapping and slurping as much he could, as much as you would feed him, once he was done torturing you with his mouth, he tortured you with his cock "princess I have a surprise for you" he smiled and you looked at him, he rubbed the huge hard tip of his cock softly against your lips "what is it baby" you saw a green shimmery light and he was smaller? He was still in his Jotun form but he looked smaller, he looked the same size as he does in his aesir form but his cock seemed a little bigger and thicker but not enough to hurt you "woow lo baby, oh god youre going to fuck me like this aren't you?" You mumbled and he thrusted himself inside you quickly, you gasped loudly and he reeled in your reaction, those intricate lines and ridges, you always wondered how he would feel inside you and God he felt so good, just having him inside you was enough to make you cum "you wanted this right princess? I told you I'd fulfill each n every wish of yours my love" he leaned down as he thrusted in and out of you , you pulled him on top of you and kissed him so deeply, he always tastes like ice in this form, you love it so damn much.

"Godd you feel so good lo, such a sweet boy, I love you" he whimpered at the praise, your fingers caressed the protrusions on his head and he moaned, you often wondered if he had a soft spot there, he would mewl everytime you touched his head in this form , the sight of his tall blue frame on you, the feeling of his perfectly ridged cock inside you made you explode but he wasn't done with you, he made you cum again and again until he reached his own high and until he felt you so limp and exhausted under him. He laid down next to you panting heavily.

Once you calmed down you kissed him so softly, and drowned him in sweet sweet affection he craved, he didn't stay in his natural form for long so you loved every second of it when he did,

Your fingers traced the lines and markings on his face and he sighed in content as you did and then he purred as you touched his head "Lo, my kitten, do you have a sweet spot here?" You asked him and he purred again as he felt your finger rubbing against the right side of his head, he had two protrusions sticking out of his head on either sides "Nooo princess" he told you and you raised your eyebrows "then why do you purr and whimper everytime I touch you here?" You asked him as he indeed purred again when you touched him.

"It's not because of that... nothing sexual..it's because I feel beautiful and loved when you do it.. I have been made to feel as if I looked disgusting like this, and I have always hated how I looked like this, so when you adore me and touch the parts of me I hated so lovingly, I can't help but feel so precious, it comes out physically I can't control it" you teared up as you heard him and kissed him so dearly, he's such a precious baby, you'd kill if he's ever made to feel bad about himself again "Oh sweet kitten, you're so precious my love and I want you to feel that way always, and you hated this beautiful tall drink of icy blue water? Not allowed" you mumbled as you caressed his head again, he giggled as he heard you "mmmm I don't anymore I promise"

On your last day of vacation, you packed everything carefully,so as to not forget anything, loki helped you and you watered the plant before he made it disappear in his vault, you would miss this cottage and you'd miss having him all to yourself, when you get back you'll have to go back to your previous life and he would have to do his duties as an avenger but you had thousands of years with him, and you couldn't have been happier. In the midst of mind blowing love making you almost forgot that you're a bridesmaid to Virginia Pepper Potts, her wedding is just three weeks from now and you felt nervous about it.

On the flight back home, you both took a nap but you woke up to him rubbing his fingers on your cunt, you love waking up like this to him touching you so sexually "mmmmm lo what if ...oh god what if they come in here n see" he smiled as he heard you "what if they do?" You moaned so loudly as you heard him and he shushed you with his mouth "damn pretty girl, they'd definitely barge in if you moan like that, such a flithy slut, want them to see who owns your cunt?" you whimpered as he pushed his middle and index fingers knuckles deep inside then he curled them inside and you're going to lose it soon "don't worry my sweet girl, I won't let them see what's mine, cum for me " he made you cum so hard and then he licked his fingers clean of all your juices, he looked so obscene, then he took you to the bathroom and fucked you there, mile high club on your second plane ride. Not bad. Once your flight landed to new york he took you straight back to the tower, you met wanda and she was so excited to know everything about the trip, you promised to spend time with her once you're well rested.

Once you got in his room, he took you straight to bed, so you could nap and rest properly this time, he also had to work on that other surprise for you, when you woke up it was 6 in the evening, loki wasn't in the room, so you called him and he picked it up instantly "helllo darling, woke up huh?" He asked softly and you groaned in response "why are you not here for much needed smooshing?" You asked him, your voice sounded so adorable like that "I'm outside princess, sorry, listen, get ready, wear that dress I got for you, it's in the closet, I'm taking you out on a date" he told you and you weren't expecting a date today, you just came from a week long vacation, but you got ready and dressed up, took you an hour, when you saw him outside the tower as he came to pick you up, he was dressed up in a suit as well.

Now your mind went straight towards him proposing but you have been wrong on the number of occasions so you didn't assume, he would probably never do it when you're expecting it like this, he drove you towards the upper West side, he insisted on you putting on a blind fold on the way and you did

"Lo what are you doing" you smiled sheepishly, he stopped the car on a stop light and he pecked your lips as he heard you, you couldn't see him but you could feel him "not what you think sweetheart" you pout as he answered but you figured it already, he won't propose when you're expecting it "did I tell you how beautiful you look?" He mumbled as he caressed your cheek "you did but I love hearing it again n again" you heard him giggling at that and he started to drive again as the light turned green, he held your one hand with his. You couldn't stop thinking about where he was taking you.

When you finally reached your destination, he carried you up bridal style and you felt him taking few steps up on a staircase "loo... Baby I'm nervous" you muttered and he kissed you softly "I am too princess, but I hope you'll love this" he put you down and then held your hand "take 4 steps okay and then I'll take your blindfold off" you did what he said and as soon as he took the blindfold off you heard an echo of several people yelling surprise in unison. You had no idea what was happening as of yet, but you loved it "ohhh god you guys" everyone was there, all the avengers, their spouses and so's , everyone close to loki and you.

"Happy housewarming" wanda squealed excitedly and you looked around, you were in a spacious apartment of some kind, wait she said housewarming? And then it clicked in your head, he got you both a house, a private residence for you both. You looked at him and he looked nervous, hoping you wouldn't reject this, he wanted to live with you permanently and your studio apartment was in a bad neighborhood, and the tower wasn't exactly his home. He wanted a home with you. Just him and you and you'd be safe here if he leaves on a mission or something.

"Oh lo" you teared up as the realisation hits you , he was so nervous but your reaction made him feel over the moon, you wanted to kiss him and smother him in love but everyone was looking at you both so you just kissed him softly "you like this?" He asked you "Are you kidding me lo? You got us a home? I love it already" you mumbled and everyone cheered as they heard you "I'm so happy princess, come I'll show you around, you folks enjoy the party, we will be right back" he told everyone and grabbed your arms as he dragged you "if you two are not back in 5 minutes I swear to god I'll barge in your bedroom and scar myself for eternity" you heard wanda and laughed, from the main entry door there was a spacious living room where the party was happening currently.

He showed you the kitchen first and it was huge, it took half of your studio apartment, you literally gasped. There were three bedrooms in the apartment and he showed you all of them one by one, saving the bedroom you two would share for the last, it was the master bedroom and it was bigger than his room in the tower, he picked you up and laid you down on the bed "can't wait to take you here tonight" he mumbled as he kissed you softly, you are overwhelmed, you are happy very happy but you can't help but wonder how much he spent on this house "lo baby, I love this house, our first Proper home " you teared up again and he kissed you, he don't want you to cry even if it's because you're happy.

"I'm so glad you do princess, i got this a month ago but I was waiting for things to get better" he told you and you caressed his hair "can I ask you something, you won't mind promise me?" You said softly and he just knew what you were going to say "I know what you're thinking of, but umm how do I say this in the most midgardian manner..." he thought for a second and then spoke again "oh yeah, I am loaded, I am an avenger and I am a prince" you giggled as you heard him "don't worry about it okay? You're mine and I'm going to provide for you like you do for me" he kissed your forehead and you didn't argue any further. As promised wanda did barge in your room and dragged you with her.

You both joined the party and you had alot of fun, you looked around and you couldn't believe this was going to be your home, you also realised how fucking rich he is, holy moly guacamoley right, a three bedroom apartment in Manhattan? That must have cost a fortune, you snapped out of your thoughts as you heard pepper's voice "Y/n, bridesmaids meeting tomorrow at 5 in the tower, be on the 12th floor, sharp at 5, in the lounge, did I tell you it's at 5 ?" She asked and you nod in yes frantically, wanda , jane and nat looked at you sympathetically, they were in the same boat as you. Once everyone left you sat down on the couch with him, he pulled you in closer to him, you laid your head down on his chest, his mouth peppering soft kisses on your cheeks and neck and then cheeks again "Thank you for everything lo, the vacation, this house, the immortality" you smiled at him, sometimes your life feels like a dream and you feel as if you'd wake up someday and all of it will disappear.

"You want to thank me?" He smirked and you yelped as he pushed you down on the couch quickly, then he helped you ruin the new couch. Life was perfect in that moment, nothing could have hurt you in that moment.

"I tried talking to her she wouldn't forgive me or call me or pick up my calls, what else I'm supposed to do, beg that little bitch on her feet?" Your mom spoke on the phone, she heard a woman's voice from the other side.

"Do whatever you have to do, get yourself involved in her life understand? Gain her trust, She's not suited for loki, she's not good enough to be his princess and I want her gone from his life, you just have to make her disappear, nothing will harm you if you manage to do it successfully, that I shall promise and you'd be rewarded greatly"

#loki #loki x reader #loki x female reader #loki x reader fluff #loki x reader angst #loki x reader smut #loki x reader insert #loki x reader fic #loki x you #avengers #wanda maximoff #pepper potts

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caricature-of-a-witch · 3 years

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salt about the Loki series as of episode 1 (followed by a link at the very bottom to the stuff I did like because hell did I enjoy it)

definitely think a lot is overacted. especially in the first half but later on as well. I think at times it's supposed to make a point but it just seems sorta ooc? take the moment Loki tries to get Casey to get him the Tesseract - pretty sure the way he's acting here is supposed to underline the later point that I don't want to hurt people, I do it because I have to, I don't get anywhere otherwise (paraphrasing a lot here obvsly). the scene is pretty much that - he comes in, spots Casey, crouches next to him still looking vaguely lost, looks around, and then switches to a "fierce" expression and threatens to "gut him like a fish," and instead of doing anything to even appear like he'll follow through he gets distracted by Casey's lack of fishy knowledge. which goes very nicely with aforementioned later point but... no matter how long a day he's had, you'd think the literal (if maybe self-proclaimed? not that it matters) God of Lies should be able to pull a more convincing act than that. which goes for a lot of other scenes throughout the episode as well, I think (e.g. "I am smart" to Mobius, since when does he have to verbally assert his own intelligence) - it's not Ragnarok levels of being-ooc-for-funsies but in comparison to Thor I & II and Avengers (or even just Thor I and Avengers, since Thor II hasn't happened for this Loki), it's still a drastic difference that I'm having a hard time explaining away. he's literally fidgeting in his chair when Mobius asks if he enjoys hurting people while showing scenes from NY, full on leg-bouncing and hand on his face and everything. the only comparable thing I can think of is his wringing his hands in Thor I with Sif and the Warriors 3, and that was still a lot more subtle.

some other things - clambering onto a rock proclaiming to some random people that he's Loki, and [...] burdened with glorious purpose? (nvm the sudden language barrier. are you telling me they speak English on Asgard) what's the point of that? why the constant harping on about how he wants to be a God King(TM) and whatnot, and to rule Midgard as though he ever had any actual interest in that? I'm also mad at how easy it seems to be for the TVA's agents to get a hit on him/restrain him. dude's got at least a couple centuries of warrior society combat training as well as actual battle experience under his belt, as well as greater physical strength than most "normal" people, you'd think he can avoid getting slammed into a desk or physically restrained from moving by some random agents.

but still, again, what bugs me most is the complete lack of a poker face. Loki's got very little idea what's going on during a large part of the episode, and his shown way of dealing with that is... yelling at people? loudly and explicitly demanding respect? what, because that's what he did in Stuttgart? we're aware that there was a point to Stuttgart, right. that was pre-planned, meant to attract attention, to distract. what's the point here? if he's being disrespected already, surely yelling "respect me I am a god" isn't gonna... work? there's no end goal, there's just desperate, planless scrambling for something, which, while completely understandable under the circumstances, seems very out of character for Loki to do. as a general rule, he plans things ahead of time at least to some degree, even if those plans end up going wrong (see: letting Jotuns into Asgard and manipulating Thor, which works a bit too well and ends with Thor banished. see: getting Laufey to try and kill Odin so Loki can prove himself worthy by saving him, only Thor returns unexpectedly and ruins the moment. and so on.) so, with this, where's the plan? why not wait until he has at least some degree of information - where is he, how does this place work, where's the exit, what do they want and how can I use that to my advantage? but there's none of that, and instead he further shows a surprising lack of restraint by openly showing a hell lot of emotion and self-image to one of his captors who has... not actually treated him well at all. look yeah Mobius prevented him from being melted from the face of the universe or whatever but that clearly hasn't happened for altruistic reasons, and while he was oh so nice and offered him a seat (wow) and a drink (incredible) and talked with a Very Understanding Calm Nice Voice to him, he also dragged up a bunch of trauma, some of hich hadn't even happened yet, shows Loki his mother's death with zero context, and then has the gall to blame him for it, tells him the point of his existence is to cause pain but make other people better versions of themselves, and whatever the hell else bc so far I only watched it once and my memory isn't that detailed but I think I'm getting the point across. and that's the guy Loki opens up even a little bit to?

I'm honestly hoping that there's a deeper point to at least that last bit (since by that time Loki might have gathered enough information to do come up with a plan and start manipulating people himself, and do something more complex than threatening to gut them), because otherwise I just... have no explanation.

also do not get me started on the timeline stuff because for one time travel in the MCU hasn't made sense the moment it was introduced and is only marginally doing better here if even that and I've been mad about it since Endgame, and also I'm incredibly mad because from what I've gathered so far, what the Time Keepers have done is choose whatever timeline tickled their fancy, declare that one "sacred," and eradicate most if not all of the concept of free will by murdering or resetting or pruning or otherwise stopping anyone who doesn't comply with their idea of what's right. protect the sacred timeline to keep the multiverse from happening so there won't be war my ass. why and how would the multiverse even be at war?!

smaller bits! because I'm not done :D

- "you're good at doing awful things and getting away" bitch where the only scene Mobius gave as evidence of that is the DB Cooper thing which was basically a prank/lost bet and which according to Wikipedia had zero casualties and no one was harmed at all (yes I had to look it up I had no idea who DB Cooper was.) they literally had to invent a completely new scene because there was none in canon to support that claim. (love the idea of that bet though)

- is showing Frigga's death and telling him That's what's supposed to happen meant to make him agree with the TVA and its ideas and plans? or any of the other scenes for that matter. that's what they insist his life should be? and he's supposed to, what, say Ah yes of course I'll get right back on that? is there a point to that other than psychological torture

- mini salt crumbs about the scene near the end where the TVA agents get burned - this one agent scans the glowy thing and goes "time signature is early 3rd millennium. definitely anachronistic" like what you couldn't tell it's anachronistic at a glance and in fact had to add that to make sure everyone gets it as though weird glowy things just lie around in 1858 or whenever the hell you were lmao

baseline is, I don't trust the show yet but I'm intrigued and I do hope they'll go somewhere good that will let me ignore my salt more easily, and so have also my personal list of good things so far, which are much less plot-related or whatever but nonetheless brought me great joy

#Loki series #Loki show #Loki spoilers #Loki series spoilers #Loki #Marvel Loki #Variant Loki #Loki episode 1 #MCU #Loki series negativity #(just in case. I do like it but this sure is criticism)#Ash's ramblings #long post

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sigridfreyrsdottr · 3 years

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"When mortals and gods meet" | A Marvel mini fic with OCs

This is an alternate time where Loki isn't a threat to Midgard anymore, and everyone survived Endgame.

Thank you @starselfships for lending me your oc Eid for the story!

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"Just make sure to say hi. You don't have to start a conversation with any politicians." Tony Stark reminded his adoptive daughter, Eden, who was tweaking with a piece of machinery in her personal lab.

The teen sighed in annoyance as she looked away from her work. "Can't we just stay here?" Eden groaned as she pointed to her classmate and boyfriend, Peter Parker.

"You can come back after an hour or so into the party. Besides, Thor and Loki are coming too, and they're bringing someone along with them. Now be careful and don't spill oil over your dress." Tony insisted as he finally walked away after being notified that the first guests arrived.

Peter laughed and stood up. "At least Thor's coming!" He cheered. The blonde god was like an uncle to them, always telling them stories about his battles.

~~~

Loud chatter and laughter filled the living room. It smelled of fine wine and the band Tony hired didn't fail to entertain everyone.

Everyone seemed to have a great time except Eden.

"What's wrong, Eid?" Peter asked with concern as they sat down by the bar.

"It's always the same loop ever since we entered high school. Parties and being offered scholarships or internships just because I'm Tony Stark's daughter." The girl sighed "I'm sick of it. I just want my own lab to mess around like he does."

Despite the top floor being flooded by people, the world seemed to fade away, leaving the two teenagers alone.

"Well, I'd say you're doing a pretty good job so far. Never allow anyone to ruin your day." Peter smiled as he slid a bubbly coke towards Eden.

She laughed. "Heh. Thanks."

Just then, distant thunder rumbled into the night sky. Eden and Peter smiled wide because they knew the god of thunder had arrived. They ran outside towards the helipad Tony used as a landing base for his suit and greeted the newcomers.

"Thor!" Eden cried.

"Welcome back!" Peter chimed in.

The blonde, muscular man smiled down at them as he placed down Stormbreaker. "It's great to visit Midgard again."

Behind him appeared an equally tall, but slim figure. The god of mischief himself, Loki!

He grinned. "I see you two are united as ever."

"I don't remember midgardians being this...small." A female voice pointed out.

Everyone turned their heads towards a sharp featured woman with brown hair and eyes as silver as a razor's edge.

"They're younglings, Sigrid. Not adults yet." Loki chuckled, walking towards her.

"Actually, we're what us humans call teenagers." Peter corrected with a squeaky voice.

"Come on, let's go inside. I'm sure Tony would be happy to chat with you boys." Eden guided everyone inside, drink clinking at hand.

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The party quieted down to a sweet jazz and chatter turned to murmurs.

"So, Sigrid, how do you know the Odinson brothers?" Eden tried to make small talk with the outsider.

The tall woman smiled awkwardly and parted her lips. "Well, we all know the famous story of how Loki stabbed Thor after turning into a snake, right? I witnessed the whole thing. It was pretty hilarious."

The pair listened attentively, snorting at the last sentence.

"I mean no disrespect, but..." Peter stuttered "From what we were taught so far about norse mythology...we never heard of you."

Sigrid was a little taken aback by the comment, but brushed it off quickly. "Oh, that's because I'm not a god in the first place. I was born a Light Elf, and when I finally discovered my true birth identity, it was too late. I was already an adult. Freyr, the god of harvest and my adoptive father, confessed I was abandoned at birth but he and his wife took me right in."

"Then how are you immortal?" Eden asked, pushing her bar stool closer.

"Easy. I was fed a golden apple as a child so that if the sacred oak tree of the light elves was cut, I wouldn't die with it." The diety choked on her words as the memories came back in.

Eden gasped. "Oh my..., we're so sorry! We didn't mean to intrude in your personal life!" She apologized.

"No no, it's okay. At least I got him now." Sigrid chuckled as she brushed off a stray tear from her left eye.

"Him? Who's him?" Peter questioned as he looked around the room.

The woman didn't answer. She just stared straight ahead and did a shy smile as she looked towards none other than Loki. He was having a rather lively conversation with Tony Stark.

"Oh, I see what's going on here. You like Loki!" Eden teased with a smirk.

"Oh shush. Of course I don't." Sigrid tried to deny the teen's statement, but her bright blush gave everything away.

"You don't what, my dear?" A deep voice creeped down her spine, making Sigrid shiver. Loki had managed to sneak up behind her and snake his arms around her waist.

Sigrid turned around and stood up, crossing her arms.

"May I have this dance before we leave?" The god of mischief asked as he bowed down, extending a pale hand.

"Of course you can, Loki." She smiled joyfully as she took his hand, following him to the dance floor.

The teenagers watched them leave before Peter had an idea.

"May I...May I dance with you?" Peter stuttered as he pulled at his suit's collar.

"Yes you may." Eden giggled as she playfully pulled from his red necktie onto the dance floor.

"Hey, hey!!! You two, keep it below PG-13 please!" Tony warned, then returned to talking with Rhodey. Most likely something about Tony throwing too many parties just for fun.

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I hope you guys enjoyed my story! Likes, shares and reblogs are always appreciated! 🐍💚

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poormeowmeowcollector · 3 years

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Oh My God They Were Roommates! Just Roommates

Warnings: mentions of nightmares, smoking, breakdowns and lactose intolerance.

Characters: aro!Bucky ace!Loki (also genderfuid)

Summary: After the end of the Avengers, some kept fighting and some retired. Bucky was too tired to keep going, and he wanted the normal life. But he didn't expect the God of Mischief asking for the same thing

Notes: I made the Bingo! This was so tough to write but I really love the results!

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The Avengers are now in the past, after the Big Battle with Thanos. Some have gone offworld, some keep fighting and some just stop and try to leave a normal life. They are too tired to keep fighting. And Bucky is one of them.

After the battle, and after Steve handed his legacy over Sam, Bucky promised himself a normal and calm life. Sam respected it and asked for no help, even if things go bad. He pays a visit once a week and stays in touch.

Bucky now works in a small coffeeshop, and rents a small apartment. It's simple and cozy, he likes it. And he likes his simple life with his friendly co-workers and nice customers and he even gets laid if he's lucky enough. He falls in love with this kind of life.

One day, on a rainy night of November, he hears a knock on the door. He doesn't bother fetching his metal hand as he crosses the room and opens it.

And he finds Loki outside, wet and shivering. He never liked rain, says that water can compromise his cold resistance.

"Come in, you must be freezing," Bucky opens the door and moves aside. Loki nods and smiles, kicking his boots out after his feet meet the carpet.

And Loki never mentions Asgard. They didn't mention it as much before Ragnarok, but now they act as if it never existed. And suddenly, they make traditional soups.

"Th-thank you…" Loki smiles.

"Don't mention it. Take that thing on, will ya? Settle near the radiator, over the couch, I'll make you something warm to drink, okay?" Bucky replies, pointing at the soaking wet coat Loki's wearing. He makes a small nod and does as he was told, watching Bucky as he fetches his hand and heads to the kitchen. He knows that he shouldn't give him tea or coffee, it's quite late and Loki's an insomniac, so he settles down with chocolate. Well, he has a big sweet tooth, why not enjoy a nice warm cup of chocolate?

He goes back to the couch, smiling just a bit when he sees Loki covered with the blanket like a burrito. Loki takes the cup, holding it to warm up his hands before he takes a long sip.

"Th-thank you, it's q-q-quite g-good," He smiles, his shivering chin making his stutter appear.

"Again, don't mention it. What brought you here?" Bucky relaxes on the other side of the couch, his eyes on Loki. Last time he remembers, Loki was fighting.

"I couldn't move past Tony… it, it went bad, even when I was fighting. All nightmares and flashbacks and I… I think it's killing me. I wanna get out of this, retire. It's just too much, I can't take it anymore," He admits, his voice trembling again but not because of the cold. Bucky reaches out to his hand, a tight grip on it with his fleshed limp. And Loki leaves a small smile.

"And, I thought if you could use a roommate…" He finishes his answer.

"To be honest, it does get a bit boring without some idiots yelling at toasters," Bucky smiles.

"Bread should not be flying!" Loki spits, and Bucky laughs at it. But Loki also lets his lips twist upwards.

"You can stay for how long you want. But we will have to get a bigger apartment, this one has only one bedroom," Bucky answers.

"Let me rest for tonight and it will have a second bedroom tomorrow," Loki eyes the former soldier. He almost forgets about his magic. "But I can settle down on the couch tonight, it's comfy," He smiles. Bucky smiles too, he really doesn't feel like abandoning the apartment, he worked so hard to make it the way it is.

And they start to catch up with each other, while they have the energy to stay up. But they both grow tired and end up muttering goodnight and going to sleep.

For Bucky, it was a normal Saturday sleep, when he knows his alarm clock won't wake him up. But Loki hadn't slept with such peacefulness since Tony died.

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"WHERE THE FUCK DID YOU PUT MY HAIRBRUSH?" Bucky yells from the bathroom.

"WHY THE FUCK WOULD I TAKE YOUR HAIRBRUSH? I DIDN'T EVEN KNOW YOU BRUSH THIS SHIT UNTIL NOW!" Loki yells back from the kitchen.

"LISTEN HERE, YOU LITTLE SHIT. IF YOU EVER DISRESPECT MY HAIR LIKE THA- Nevermind, I found it," Bucky mutters the last few words. And Loki hears him perfectly. Because they are 7 feet apart. They didn't need to yell at each other.

"Good for you. Now stop blaming me whenever you lose something," Loki answers, waiting for the soldier to appear on their viewing field. And he did. But they now sigh and pay more attention to the food they're cooking.

"Alright, I'm sorry," Bucky hums, Loki making only a throaty sound as an answer. "What're you making? It smells nice," He asks, moving towards the kitchen to peek at the pot.

"It's a traditional stew on Asgard, you'll see," Loki smiles, but actually means "no peeking until I'm done".

Usually, Bucky was the one doing the cooking. Loki is a better cook, they use a lot of seasoning and know which one goes where, but they don't like it as much. In fact, Bucky can swear they only cook when stressed, as if they try to distract themselves with the smell of whatever they throw into the food.

And they basically talk through the night, with interruptions when Loki is rushing to the bathroom and returning like they had to give birth over there. At least until they both grow tired and fall asleep, right beside to each other. For the first time in days, no screaming and waking up in the middle of the night occurs.

Bucky sighs, trying to find something else to focus on. Something other than Loki's odd behaviour the last days, with the ongoing silence and numbness. Other than the sudden Æsir cooking. Other than the smoking they pretend it doesn't happen, like Bucky doesn't recognize the smell of tobacco in them. Something other than the screaming he hears in the middle of the night and knows that he can't help because Loki tends to lean towards the fight response and Bucky cannot fight back without hurting them.

And he knows where those things lead to. It's not the first time that Loki started going south after Tony. And the previous one was ugly, by all means. What if this one turns out to be ugly too?

"What are you thinking of?" Loki asks, their voice carefully soft. Bucky tries to appear calm, it's not worth worrying Loki too.

"Nothing special…" He shrugs, avoiding eye contact. But he hears Loki sighing and moving the pot before they walk on the couch and sit beside him.

"Is that why you are so worried? Come on, speak it up. Weren't you saying that we should talk about what is bothering us?" They are still soft, like Bucky's the elephant in the room. They were always like this, prefer to soothe others than speak about their issues.

"I'm just worried…" Bucky admits. This will not end pretty…

"Do you want to say what is worrying you?" Loki sits closer, big green eyes staring at him. The dark circles that start creeping around them making them brighter.

"Nah, it's not worth it…" Bucky regrets it and stares elsewhere, gazing at the asexual and aromatic flags hanging on the doors of the two bedrooms. And Loki makes a small tutting sound.

"You can just say you don't feel like talking, lies weren't needed," They argue.

"Says the god of them," Bucky thinks out loud. He shouldn't have said that.

The room gets cold, something Bucky knows is happening because Loki loses some control of their Frostbite when overwhelmed. They stand up and go back to the kitchen, speaking only to inform him that the dinner is ready with a dead voice.

Bucky follows them with hesitance, waiting for them to fill a bowl with the brownish stew before he serves himself and settles on the chair opposite to them.

The stew is nice. The taste of meat is strong and the seasoning makes it kind of sweet. Not exactly Bucky's taste, but he doesn't mind it. Loki plays with the pieces of meat inside it, his right hand holding his head.

"It's nice," He mutters, hoping he can make a small smile appear.

"It's shit," Loki argues, letting the spoon fall on the bowl as they stare at it with disgust. And then, they cover their face with their hands, their rapid breathing echoing.

"Hey, it's just some stew," Bucky tries to soothe them down but they stand up and pace to their room, the door slammed behind them. Bucky wants to follow, walk in and hug them tight and soothe them down. But it's wiser to give them some space.

He tries to finish his own meal, but his appetite is long gone. So, he empties the bowls back in the pot and washes the dishes, trying to think of what to do. He can already feel the apartment going colder and colder, and it's never a good thing.

Maybe if he finds something to cheer up Loki? They like sweets, maybe a cake. Thank God there's a candy store down the road, it will be maybe ten minutes on foot.

Loki doesn't react when Bucky opens the door and leaves, they probably don't even care. Bucky's lucky enough to find a dark chocolate cake, their favourite flavor, and it's cheap enough to buy it. And Loki is still locked in the room when he returns with the dessert.

"Hey, can you please let me in. Just wanna check on ya, you know," Bucky knocks the door. The handle twists and the door opens after a blanket of frost covers it. But, Loki's magic is like a green light that acts like smoke…

Loki is sitting on the corner of the bed, the room around them covered with a thin layer of ice. They have dropped every illusion, even the Æsir one. They do it plenty of times in an attempt to get used to it, or when they can't control the seiðr. They smile just so, fags showing, as they light out a smoke on an ashtray.

"Will you stand there?" They ask, voice dead. There are no tears in their ruby eyes, not trembling from the crying. They just look numb.

Bucky nods and sits on the other side of the bed, placing the box in front of him and a fork above it. "I thought you would like some cake…" He hums, inspecting Loki as they glance at the box.

"Thank you," They try to smile but their face disagrees. They take the box to their lap and open it, frost appearing on the paper that touches him and the fork.

"So, do you feel like speaking?" Bucky asks. They hate showing it, but they love talking and it actually helps them a lot.

"It's just some homesickness. Don't worry, it will pass…" They shrug one shoulder and take a bite of the cake. Their lips twist upwards, a good sign, and they place the box between them and Bucky, a second fork appearing in their hand.

"Oh, thank you," Bucky smiles and takes it, not minding the freezing cold of Bucky's skin. "So, it's about Asgard or the Avengers," He asks.

"Kind of both, somehow… and, it's also the nightmares, as usual. But they're manageable," They lie. After years with them, Bucky knows when they lie. And, most important, he knows when to demand the truth and when not.

"Well, if you feel like it will help, you can come over for snuggles and emotional support." He suggests. Loki smiles and nods, staying silent as they focus on the cake. Can you blame them? They haven't eaten properly for days. But Bucky does give them a look when he realises how fast they devoured the dessert.

"Wait, did you ask for lactose free?" They ask, after making the box vanish. And Bucky forgot to ask.

"Shouldn't you also ask before you eat the whole thing?" He also asks, his worry about how much Loki's small intestine shall suffer tonight growing.

"So, we are both idiots," Loki comes to a conclusion, finding Bucky agreeing.

"Basically, yes… and, I think I should suffer with you tonight, right?" He asks.

"Definitely, just lay near the wall, you don't want to be between me and the toilet," They respond, freeing the space of the bed they meant. Bucky got his metal hand out, he doesn't like sleeping with it on, and lay where he was instructed to, Loki laying beside him.

#marvellousaces #maholidaybingo2020 #marvel fanfiction #marvel fanfic #Bucky and Loki #Aromatic Bucky #asexual loki #genderfuid Loki #he/they Loki #roomates #but actually not #platonic #marvel fluff #marvel angst

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jotunvali02 · 3 years

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Winn: "If you're wise, you won't show me such disrespect again."

Bitch, you blew up a SCHOOL in hope to kill one of Kira's friend because she didn't share your religious beliefs, tried to kill your political opponent because he didn't believe like you and you craved his power, with the hand of a teenage girl you've brainwashed and intimidated so you would never get worried about being caught, you switch opinions and come to Sisko claiming now you revere him recognize him as the Emissary like a pathetic beggar cause you know that'll help you to be elected Kai while not long ago you called him a devil and an "enemy" in public and after you're elected Kai, you say you don't need him anymore, you've destroyed Kira's faith and admiration for you, you threaten her and you expect her, or anyone, to respect you??

"In time you'll realize I am not your enemy."

You threatened her, used her for your personal profit like you do with everyone round you, manipulated her, who didn't want you at all to be the next Kai, to help you becoming Kai, while perfectly knowing she still can't prove your guilt of the double attempted murder on Keiko and Vedek Bareil, you psychologically tortured her which you LOVED to do like a fucking sadistic swine and you tell her you're "not her enemy"??

How do we say "Fuck off" in Bajoran?

I was hesitating to watch that ep because I hate Winn and I knew she was going to make me rageful, rabid and full of anger again but I told myself "hey maybe she finally gets what she deserves here." Yeah, my ass.

I have to watch some Loki or some Quodo content to coll down.

Btw, it is fortunate Quark and Odo, who's as competent as ever, are in this ep or else it would have been too painful to watch entirely.

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lareinenoir · 5 years

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•Lovely Treasure•

Pt: 2/2

⚠ WARNING : ANGST, RATED MA (suggestive language)

Summary: "You fell in love with her didn't you?"

A/N: Re blog this ☺

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For the past couple weeks, Y/N and Loki still never said a word. Loki always gave her that same look when she came in, still trying to read her eyes. His treasure was avoiding him and Y/N knew it.

Until last week, Y/N couldn't take it anymore. She delivered another book for Loki that morning, the Odyssey, courtesy of his mother who thought it'd be a good idea he learned about Greek Gods, Y/N left something in the books cover.

Loki was just now seeing it.

Every day when she went to deliver breakfast, lunch or dinner, Y/N expected to get one in return. But when she looked inside the covers of the books, under the tray, or folded in the napkin, Y/N saw nothing.

Loki wasn't doing it on purpose he just didn't know what to write back. Writing words about how he was feeling would need more than one sheet of paper. The fact that Y/N, his treasure, wrote anything at all made him smile.

So, when Y/N came back to deliver dinner, Loki had a letter for her. Maybe this time she'd look. Hopefully she would forgive him.

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Y/N had just finished reading it and was grinning like a madman. "God given face." She sighed flopping on the bed with a heavy sigh. "Damn you Loki." She chuckles

"Lady Y/N?" A knock on the door made her shove the letter in her pocket. "May I come in?"

"Enter." She said standing tall and presenting herself with a smile.

"His majesty, would like to see you." Said the servant.

Y/N was never summoned by Odin. Never. Was something wrong? She was always carful.

So here she was. Right in front of the king with her head bowed. "You're my wife's Lady aren't you? Lady Y/N?"

"Yes, your majesty." She answers

"Rise my child." Said Odin which was still very odd to hear, then again, I'm not an asgardian. "How have you been liking your suitors? Do they treat you well? Have you taken a liking to them?"

"They are very noble and kind your majesty. I do like them-"

"Then why haven't you chosen one to marry? They certainly can't be that good. Tell me Lady Y/N, what is it that they lack."

They aren't Loki. They lack mystery and mischief. They lack the element of surprise that Loki still manages to offer. He was your first everything, first kiss, first hand held, first person she spent the night with full of passion and love making, first 'I love you'.

"Y/N?"

"Your majesty, I don't know. Asking me to pick a man to spend the rest of my life with...it's all a bit much. I'm 19- I mean 1,235. Loki isn't even my age and he's not married."

"Is this a complaint or an observation?"

He sounded a bit angry. "I'm sorry your majesty. I didn't mean any disrespect towards you or your parenting skills. Not that you are a bad parent...I just...I am grateful." You manage to get out without sounding like a complete idiot. "I am very grateful for everything, but until I find 'the one' I don't think I will be marrying anytime soon."

"You must have your eye on someone else because I don't believe you to be cruel enough to waste my Queen's time." Odin laughs "Just tell me who and maybe we could arrange a meeting."

"My eyes..."

Are for Loki. It will always be on him.

"I'm sorry to inform you that they are for no one. The suitors simply haven't impressed me enough to consider marriage." Her voice began fo crack. "Excuse me."

She bowed her head and ran off. Her eyes spilled tears and ran down her face. Y/N felt like she was betraying her love to Loki. Even though she hadn't picked a suitor necessarily, but the idea that Odin may force her too, loomed in her head. Reaching in her pocket for the letter, Y/N gasped.

It was gone. "SHIT!" Y/N began to scrumage around the room second guessing if she ever put it in her pocket to begin with. "DAMNIT! Where is it? Come on...where is it."

"Looking for something?" Asks Odin

In his hand was the letter. His eyes scanning over it as he began to read it out loud. He read it as if it was a joke and she could only stand there. Doing absolutely nothing.

"Such sweet words." He awes touching her face lightly. "My son has a heart."

"There is no sense of hiding it." She says with a straight face. "Release Loki."

"And why would I do that?"

"Because I'll do whatever you want. Just let him go."

"And why would I do a thing like that?" He whispers, a hand came down on her face, making her fall to the ground. "GUARDS!"

****

"Come to gloat, brother?" Asks Loki looking up "Torture me some more?"

"No. I came on our mother's behalf. It is about her Lady in waiting, Y/N." Thor answers "She is to be married and I was asked to bring you in. You fell in love with her didn't you?"

"Take me there, now!" And not five minutes later, Loki Odinson was forced on his knee as Odin had the guards shove a bruised and bloody nosed Y/N beside him. Shocked and in complete loss for words, Loki tries to contain his emotions. Frigga and Thor were by the King's side, feeling every bit of pain Loki was.

"What is the meaning of this?" He asks trying to contain the tears pushing at his eyes.

"Loki, he knows." She speaks hoarsely "He found the letters."

Loki couldn't glare because he reached out his arms to grab hold of Y/N and she cried into his shoulder. In his soothing voice, Loki tries to calm her. "Shh, my treasure. I'm here now. Dry your tears, my love." He lifted her head and scanned her bruised face as pain hit his stomach. His fingers brushed gingerly across her cheek. "I didn't keep my promise...I am so sorry I didn't keep my promise."

"It is a shame, really. You promised to protect her?" Odin chuckles

"How dare you hurt her!"

"You are a fool, boy! Bringing a Midgardian here and thinking you and her had a chance!"

"She is innocent in all this! Do you lothe me that much to hurt an innocent!"

"Get a good look at her because you will watch her marry a suitor I chose for her." Odin announced

"Please!" Y/N shouts "I can't. Please don't-"

"SILENCE!" Shouted Odin "Váli! Come." He orders making him stand before him and with a snap of a finger, Y/N was dragged to meet him face to face. Váli wasn't going to protest, but seeing his soon to be new bride weep as Odin read the vows made him silent.

As for Loki, every angry vein in his body popped out as Odin tried to force her into saying I do. Y/N kept her mouth shut, the fact that she was crying so much that the words never found their way out. Loki felt his fathers gaze sharpen in his direction as the guards began to beat him. Frigga along with Thor begged silently with their actions for Odin to stop, but he didn't. He seemed to enjoy it.

"I do! I do! I do! Please stop! Please!" Y/N cries out, as Loki is thrown to the ground. It was strange seeing an Asgardian in pain. It was more the emotional torture that was getting to him, but it was hardly over yet. Odin wasn't finished torturing his son.

****

As Loki was escorted down the hall with his father beside him he realized what his father was doing. He wasn't just torturing him for the deaths on Midgard, but for everything before. All his hate was showing in this moment. All his disgust for caring for a frost giant.

In the hall was a long line of people. Mixed with Servants and guards, maids, other ladies in waiting. All outside a room and as Loki and Odin walked through the line, did he come to stop. "Do you wish me dead?" Asks Loki, looking to Odin who didn't even acknowledge what he spoke. "If you don't, then don't make me go in there."

Behind that brown door was love. The making of love. Lady's had a line of people to witness her 'deflowering' and when she and her husband exit the room, a swarm of gifts awaited for them and a little party. Asgardians loved to celebrate, any excuse to drink and be merry.

Before Loki's eyes were a sight. A sight he had yearned to see himself, just not under these circumstances. The sight of his lovely treasure on her back, stripped of her clothes crying out in pleasure. Just between her legs was Váli. The sucking, the nibbling...the taste of her folds covering his tongue. Someone that wasn't him was giving pleasure to his love. Someone that wasn't him was tasting her folds, someone that wasn't him was seeing her body. All of her body.

Frozen. Just as Frozen.

****

THE END

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such-fun · 6 years

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Seattle Recap

Okay, so I'm exhausted and everything hurts but I'll try to remember as much as I can about Ace Comic Con this weekend.

Poor Tom Hiddleston was running late on Friday and ended up staying to sign autographs until 12:30 am

The Toms spent Sunday morning in their pajamas watching England in the World Cup on an iPad

Tom Hiddleston knew for two years that Loki would die. Tom Holland doesn’t know anything until they’re literally about to film the scene.

Marvel took Elizabeth Olsen into a windowless van during filming to tell her Wanda would die.

Paul Bettany may have recorded some of Jarvis's lined while naked.

This was Tom Holland's first time traveling to a con without his dad

Multiple girls who were Holland's fans were super disrespectful at the Civil War panel

Sebastian, Anthony and Kevin Smith all weren't having it, and Tom was embarrassed

I talked to Anthony and apologized for how rude they were. He said it wasn't that bad. Then he leaned in and said, "I don't know if you know, but little girls are mean. Ask your boyfriends or dads and they’ll tell you."

When we met Tom Holland for his photo op, my niece started crying. Tom laughed in sympathy. But the best part was afterward. He said how lovely it was to meet us and my niece did her impression of Emma Thompson in Sense and Sensibility when she finds out Hugh Grant isn't married and just went "Aghhaa" lol

I mentioned to Tom Holland that he was the first person who actually made me like Spider-man and he asked me in genuine confusion why I didn't like Spider-man before. The poor boy couldn't fathom a reason.

Sebastian got embarrassed wheny niece mentioned she just watched The Covenant

Tom Hiddleston was such a gentleman. You could tell he was so tired by the end of the weekend.

I told him how I was diagnosed with cancer last year and how I had meeting him ony bucket list but I never thought I'd get the chance. He put his hand to his heart and was just like "Oh my God, thank you" and reached out for me.

My niece, who can barely form words in front of Holland, looked Hiddleston in the eye and just swooned and said "You're gorgeous." He blushed and laughed before thanking her.

Kevin Smith is an absolute doll and gave everyone who came to meet him a big bear hug

Elizabeth Olsen is such a sweetheart

My niece got a hug from Paul Bettany and nearly fainted.

For the group photo, I just walkedup to Hiddleston and Mackie and said "Can I get in between you two?" And they both were like "oh yeah!" My niece once again couldn't use her words and sort of worked her way I between Seb and Holland.

Met a guy at an autograph vendor's booth and damn if they guy wouldnt stop flirting. Like, at first it was funny but after awhile my niece was practically ready to fight him if he didn't lay off.

Holland interrupting Hiddleston's panel was adorable. They're really cute together.

Anthony Mackie gave himself the best intro I've ever heard.

Seattle is beautiful and the people were amazing. The secondary staff, not Ace's people, were awful though. Like one legit made me cry.

But overall it was a great, insane weekend and I'm still over the moon about Tom Hiddleston.

And now for some pictures:

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huntertheblackwolf · 5 years

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Assassins, Companions, And Family Chapter 2

This is Chapter 2 and I'm so excited!! Hope you enjoy!💋

Also, shout out to @lunavadash for liking my other two parts of this series!❤ ~Much Love!

So sorry this is short

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"Excellent." Loki said smug and reached out his hand out, waiting for Hunter to shake his hand to seal the deal.

When Hunter firmly clasped their hands together, green, red, black and golden sparks and ribbons flew between and around their hands, and the deal was sealed.

"Now" Loki said as he let go of Hunter's hand and Hunter did the same. "My first order is for you to show me where you're injured. I can't have a injured worker, now can I?"

Hunter waved one flap of his cloak onto his back, undid the the shirt, and slowly showed Loki the injury, still wrapped in bandages. The bandages were slightly red from the movements and Hunter winced in pain as he moved to take it off. Loki got up, walked towards Hunter and slightly winced at what he saw.

The chest was swollen red and chunks of dead skin was shedding off. Mottled bruise littered his chest and purple was the most seen. It was dry, patchy and it was horrible to look at. Hunter clenched his fists and hissed through his teeth as Loki probed at it.

"He did hit you and severely at that, but you're resilient, aren't you?" Loki said as he settled his pale, cold hand onto Hunters chest, who shouted out silently, but kept still, trying hard not to shake.

'Cold, but soothing.' Hunter wrote shakey and Loki smirked.

"Yes. I run quite...cold. Bear with me now."

A green glow started to envelop his hand as Loki muttered under his breath and the healing process began. The skin was ripped off, and new skin grew quickly. The deep bruising started to disappear, and the red swelling started to go down. The only thing left on Hunters chest was a couple of bruising that didn't need help healing.

"There" Loki said as he slowly blew out a breath of air. "Sleep it off and you'll be fine. Speaking of such matters, I believe it's time to rest anyways."

Looking up from his chest, Hunter noticed the clock and the time. It was 1:23 a.m. Nodding, Hunter wrote something down and started getting dressed.

'Yes, of course. Thank you for healing me. When do I expect my first job?'

"We will speak of these matters tomorrow. Right now, you need rest. A growing 'boy' " , Loki chuckled as Hunter paused in buttoning up his shirt to glare, "like you, needs his rest. Once you complete your job, you'll have enough money to furnish your home and buy whatever you want. Especially for your family. For right now however, you will contact your employer and go to sleep. If you can, destroy the evidence as well. That is all."

'I understand. Thank you. One question however. While I'm grateful for you not asking about my...face, why not ask me more about it?'

"You have your secrets, I have mine."

'I'll contact the employer and I don't expect any trouble from them as they'll be dead soon, so don't worry about them. Goodnight and thank you once again.'

"Goodnight." Loki whispered as Hunter left and rounded the corner.

Loki started to clean up by magically vanishing it away. Leaving the dining room, he arrived in his room with a snap of his fingers and got dressed to sleep. Finally laying down, he felt drowsy and magically drained from everything that happened.

'Finally. Come tomorrow and the child should be set for his first mission. Mother would be proud. Not for what I'm about to do, but for saving him. More or less.' He thought he drifted off to sleep.

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Hunter entered the room and started to undress, marveling at the almost healed skin, and going to the closet to see if he could find some sleepwear.

Finishing, Hunter located his backpack and started to search for the phone his employer gave him. Finding it and fishing out something cylinder with a button on top, he took them with him. Reaching the bed, he slowly and gently started to shake Shadow awake. Opening his eyes, Shadown yawned, got up to shake himself, with also being careful of the egg, and moved himself. Moving over, Hunter gently picked the egg up and started to lift the covers up from the bed to slide between them. Shadow moved towards them and waited for his caretaker to settle the egg, so he could get under the covers as well.

With a soundless yawn, Hunter finally settled down and made space for Shadow. With Yin between them and his caretaker near him, Shadow fell asleep quickly again, feeling safe at once.

Turning the phone on and settling down the cylinder tube within reach, Hunter started to search for the employer's phone number and quickly found it, typing up a text to send to them.

'Проходящая миссия остановлена. Локи захватил и нанял меня с моего согласия. Больше не в состоянии это делать или слушать вас. Извиняется.'*

It didn't take long for the bubbles, indicating a text was being written, to show up.

'Что вы имеете в виду?! Я тебя нанял! Вы должны слушать меня! Выполни эту чертову работу, ублюдок!'**

'Я больше не принимаю заказы от вас. Повторяю, я больше не слежу за тобой и не хочу твоих денег. Миссия сейчас заброшена.'*

'Ты сукин сын! Я пришлю своего мужчину для тебя! Будь осторожен, потому что я убью тебя и твою семью, неблагодарная сука!'**

'Нету.'*

'Нет ?! Что ты имеешь в виду, нет !? Послушай меня, ты будешь сожалеть об этом, поэтому я дам один шанс забрать все обратно или я убью тебя сам!'**

'То, что вы говорите, не сбудется. В тот момент, когда вы связались и угрожали моей семье до всего этого, я планировал вас бомбить, ребята.'*

'Хватит играть в эту глупую игру. Ты убьешь Локи и вернешься сюда. Я проясняю себя?'**

'Я не думаю, что вы понимаете, я не шутил. Ты угрожал мне и моей семье, и теперь я собираюсь убить тебя.'*

Hunter lifted the cylinder tube, pushed the button, and dropped it next to the phone.

No reply ever came.

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The news channel appeared on TV as someone turned it on.

"-explosion happened in an abandoned warehouse called the Brooklyn Army Terminal located in Sunset Park, at 2:07 a.m. It happened all of a sudden people have stated. Authorized figures however seem to say that the warehouse was used by a group of people storing weapons. Many were killed in the explosion and it seems to have come from the inside. We have footage of the building exploding, but we warn you that it's quite graphic." A news reporter said.

The news was then cut off to a blurry and gray video of an old abandoned building exploding. Fire was sprouting from the shattered window and was growing higher in size. It turned back to the news reporter once again.

"It seemed that it was intended and police are now investigating why and how this has occurred. If anyone has any answers to what and why this has occurred, please-" The TV was muted as Loki put down the control.

"Did you do this?" He said as he turned to Hunter who wasn't there in the living room. Loki snapped his fingers and a whiteboard with a black marker appeared, allowing Hunter to write down his answers.

'Yes.'

"With what?"

'Bombs.'

"How?"

'I planted them in secret when they stated that they were going to kill Yin and Shadow if I didn't cooperate.'

"Is that where your employer stayed?"

'Yes.'

"So this is what you meant when you said that I shouldn't worry. Who were they?"

'A Russian group. They were trying to obtain your body for experiments.'

"Hmm. Were they a small group?"

'Yes.'

"Alright then. Have you eaten yet?"

'No.'

"Are you hungry?

'Yes.'

"What do you want to eat?" Loki asked as he turned away from Hunter and walked towards the kitchen. "While Midgard technology is easy enough to comprehend, compared from where I am from, it wasn't that difficult to figure out. I'll order some breakfast from the diner below. You'll eat anything, won't you? I also found some fresh fish for the pup."

'Yes, thank you.'

"Yes yes. You're welcome. Can't have you and your pup starving, can we? You have have a job today and I'll tell you over breakfast. Just grab your pup and egg."

'Of course.' Hunter wrote down and placed the whiteboard with its marker on a flat surface. He walked towards the room.

Entering the room, Hunter noticed Shadow already up and about, exploring the room, different from when he left Shadow to continue sleeping.

Strolling over, he picked up the egg, wrapped it tightly in its blanket, settled down the egg onto the bed again, and made a soft sound, calling Shadow over.

Bending his knees, he started to move his hands in a certain way, Shadow's eyes focusing on it.

'Loki is boss now. Listen, learn, don't disrespect. Attack if only you need to protect self or egg. Clear?'

Shadow excitedly started to shake his tail and head, confirming he understood. Getting up, Hunter went towards his backpack, and fetched a bowl. He went and picked Yin up, cradling it, opened the door wide and left, Shadow right on his trail.

Going down the hall, Shadow kept up, already being bigger then he should be for his age. Entering the kitchen, Hunter noticed breakfast already set up. Loki looked up from a new thick book he had and looked towards them.

"You're here so now we can eat. I put the fish on the kitchen counter, so do what you can with it."

Seeing Hunter nod, Loki walked towards the table and waited for Hunter to finish, opening the book and starting to read. Approaching the counter, still cradling Yin, he started to wash and clean the fish, pulling apart the meat and bones separately, making it safe to eat. Mashing it, he served it in a bowl he brought with him.

Walking towards the table, he settled the bowl down onto the floor. Shadow, who was following him, waited near the table as he saw Hunter make a halt movement. Going back, Hunter fetched the whiteboard and marker, knowing he was going to need it. Hunter then sat down near Loki.

"You taught him well." He paused for a moment looking at Shadow and looked up. "I'll tell you your mission after we eat. Let's speak, however, about lighter subjects." Loki said as he put away his book and started to eat, Hunter soon joining him. When Hunter started, still gently holding Yin, so did Shadow who quickly gobbled down his mashed fish.

"How was your sleep?" Loki said between bites. "I hope it was restful for you and your furry family."

'It was. Yours?'

"It was restful. Now, I want to know why this group hired you? Care to explain?"

'I am well known in being hired for a low price, killing anyone they want me to. Usually, I do pros and cons on if I can kill them, not accepting if I know I can't. I never miss, except until you, of course. I told them I would fail, they didn't listen, but it seems they got what they deserved. Thought you would be an easy target however, considering the Avengers are after you. Should have know you wouldn't have let down your guard.'

"Hm. Were you trained or self taught? I'm guessing trained, however."

'You are correct. I am trained. Now, I have a question for you. What do I call you? What terms or titles do you want me to use? Master Loki, Sir Loki, Mr. Loki, or do you prefer a family name, Mr. Friggason?'

"I would prefer Loki. Just Loki." He said calmly. "And yourself?"

'Hunter. Just Hunter.'

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*Passing mission is stopped. Loki captured and hired me with my consent. No longer able to do this or listen to you. Apologizes.

**What do you mean?! I hired you! You should be listening to me! Get the damn job done, you bastard!

*I no longer accept orders from you. I repeat, I no longer watch you and do not want your money. Mission is now abandoned.

**You son of a bitch! I'll send my man for you! Be careful because I will kill you and your family, ungrateful bitch!

*Nope

**No?! What do you mean no!? Listen to me, you will regret it, so I will give one chance to take everything back or I will kill you myself!

*What you're saying won't come true. The moment you contacted and threatened my family before all this, I planned to bomb you guys. You won't be able to do anything you're saying.

**Stop playing this foolish game. You will kill Loki and you will return here. Do I make myself clear?

*I don't think you understand, I wasn't kidding. You threatened me and my family and now I'm going to kill you.

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