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Chapter 14 |

Chapter 15: Forget Me Not

TW: some awkwardness, confusing visions, Daniel makes an appearance, mentions of major character death and spoilers for the comics, a bit of Dark!Munin, The Fates, some intense memories and mentions of violence, pain, and allusions to assault, a bit of trickster god energy (I'm not super familiar with Puck and Loki from the comics, so please don't crucify me if they're not great!), threats, some cryptic shit from Destiny, a pretty big revelation, and finally, some soft fluffy goodness to give our story a happy end before the rewrite.

I really struggled with this last chapter! 😅 I think because I already know I'm going to rewrite it the words just didn't wanna cooperate with me and I'm overall not super thrilled with how it came out. I do really hope y'all still enjoy it and are looking forward to getting the rewrite whenever I have the time to get that going. Thank you all so much for your love, support and patience with this series!

Awkward felt like an inadequate word to describe the stiff silence that now consumed Hector's home. You quietly took a sip of your drink, eyes darting back and forth between the two men as they stared one another down across the living room. You’d quietly hoped that the two would use this time to let go of the strenuous circumstances they’d previously met under.

Hector finally leaned back and spoke, “Make any pregnant women cry today?”

Or not…

Dream’s face tensed slightly, but his voice was steady as he replied, “No.”

“You could’ve given us a minute to say a proper goodbye, you know,” Hector insisted with a sneer. “She had to go through so much all alone… we didn’t even get a chance to talk about baby names. I don’t… I don’t even know how they’re doing.”

This made Morpheus soften, and for a moment, you wondered if he was thinking about his own son, that had been long lost to him. “Daniel. Your son's name is Daniel, and he is doing well. I’ve had my raven check in with them on occasion.”

Your friend smiled and looked out toward the trees. “Daniel. What about Lyta?”

“She’s been more…” Morpheus chose his word carefully. “Restless as of late. A just reaction, I suppose, after learning all she has.”

“Couldn’t you help her with that?” Hector asked. “Isn’t that your job or something?”

“I could, but she does not wish for my help.”

“Sounds like her,” his smile was soft and sad but filled with a restfulness you’d not seen in him for a long while. “Lyta was always the stubborn one between us.”

Morpheus glanced at you, an invisible smirk plain to your eyes. “A struggle I understand too well, spirit.”

Your eyes narrowed. “Are you calling me stubborn?”

“I said no such thing,” he insisted with a wicked gleam in his eyes that answered the question for him.

Turning your head away, you smiled at Hector. “Apologies for bringing up such painful memories. It was not my intent, my friend.”

He shook his head and waved your concern away. “It wasn’t so bad.”

Morpheus allowed the man to show him the home he’d built, taking in details he’d missed the first time in his haste, and, you thought, the two seemed less at odds with one another by the time you departed. Your beloved remained as long as he could, spending time with you to tell the children stories while you held Sirius and got lost in the sound of his silken voice. A loud screech and a string of curses echoed from the wood, bringing you and the Dream Lord to your feet, shielding as many ears as you could reach from the vile things being shouted.

The Corinthian stumbled out of the woods with Kat hot on his heels, talons bared and clawing at him with every swoop. Her feathers were ruffled, and the noises she made were ones you’d never heard before. “Kat!”

She heeded your voice, halting her attack on the nightmare to settle on a branch beside you. The Corinthian shook his clothes off, looking at the deep tear in his suit. “Your beast owes me a new suit!”

Kat’s eyes burned. “The only thing I owe you is a slow and painful death, nightmare.”

“What is the meaning of this?” You demanded as Morpheus distracted the children.

“Is this not the nightmare that betrayed you, my lady?”

“It is,” you answered honestly. “But he has been remade now. He will not hurt me again.”

“Once is more than enough,” She bit back. “This was something you knew once.”

Your eyes narrowed, and you tilted your head at her words. “What do you mean by this?”

Kat shook out her feathers. “Nothing, my lady. If you say the nightmare means no harm, then I shall trust you.”

“Thank you, Kat,” you answered, her words still rattling around your mind, but the golden owl took to the skies before you could question her further.

The Corinthian bared his teeth at the shredded suit jacket. “Daunty, love the new realm and all, but you gotta get a tighter handle on your greeters.”

Rolling your eyes, you shook your head at him. “Relax. I’m sure your maker would happily repair your suit if you asked nicely.”

He scoffed. “I’d rather live with the tears.”

“Stubborn.”

“Always,” he replied with a grin. “So, you gonna give me the tour, or are you too busy for little nightmares now?”

Linking your arm with his, you smiled at Morpheus, who continued telling the children stories beside the fountain. “I always have time for you, dear Corinthian.”

It had been a few days since you’d spoken with Hector, but the sad look in his eyes when he’d mentioned not being able to see his son had stuck with you. You approached the young tree with a gentle touch and kind gaze upon the face carved into the trunk. Hector's son was still quite young, and his tree of memory reflected such. It was smaller than his mother's that stood beside it, but the roots were strong and ran far deeper than any mortal. Daniel, you quickly realized, was special. Different. Like you.

The face seemed to stare back at you, white leaves peeking out from beneath the lush green canopy. You approached slower, urging the roots to lift and open the young one's mind to you. His memories would be few, but there was no doubt much you could learn within them. Veins of white stood out in the darkness. Some roots, the ones that borrowed deeper, were pale and sung with power and immortality. The song of The Endless. But, the tune wasn't Dreams, or Deaths, or Desires. It was its own song, still unfinished.

You walked through the light, lush still forming along the walls of his memory, focusing on the memories he found joyful. You intended to share them with Hector, a gift to show your gratitude for his hard work and kindness. That, however, was not where the tree led you.

Stumbling into the blinking light, you found yourself kneeling in deep sand. Sand scratched your palms, sticking to you like sap, just as it had the first time. Except now that sand, once a deep void of black, was white. It sparked like tiny perfect crystals in your palms as you stood and looked out at the miles of glistening sand and bright cerulean waves.

You knew this beach better than any save its creator. You knew the placement of each stone and the feeling of the sand as it molded to your steps. This place felt different… All at once, the beach you knew and not. It was old and new and entirely confusing.

The fragile ground beneath your feet seemed to remember you as you walked toward where the Gates of Horn and Ivory should have been. The sand didn't swallow your feet or try to slow your steps. It felt as though you were walking on nothing at all. Before your eyes, the entrance stood, an entrance that was not the gates you knew at all.

Glossy white marble caught the light and cast an ethereal glow all around you. An aura of both light and color, beautiful and bright. The gates stood open, revealing a sight you'd grown to know well. "The Dreaming."

As you passed through, you admired the fine craftsmanship of the carvings in the marble gates. A story familiar and also not… Something that had not yet been told. Familiar things were more abundant here as you walked through the town and admired the dreamers. Dreams and Nightmares, old and new, greeted you like a friend and wished you good fortune as you made your way to the palace.

The regal and beautiful palace of The Dream Lord was quite similar to the one you’d known. Only some small changes in the stone and the statues caught your eyes, but as the doors opened to the throne room, a wave of unfamiliarity washed over you at the sight. The white marble of Dream’s palace was pristine in every sense of the word, reflecting the array of light and color that swirled around the room, drawing your gaze to the tiny crystals that hung in the air like drops of frozen rain. It was beautiful, marvelous, but not what you knew to be.

The stairway leading to the throne was wrong as well, far more winding and long, a path of almost transparent crystal. The stained glass windows above the throne shifted to reflect you, a perfect vision of white mist and black dogs and golden leaves. It was as if The Dreaming was trying to welcome you… trying to lull you into a feeling of peace or comfort at all that was not as it should be. And there, in the place of the throne, you knew Morpheus to have was something entirely not his. It looked far more organic, like a split geode holding an uncontainable cosmos of stars and cosmic clouds inside it. And sitting on that throne was a being that was not Dream of The Endless. Not your Dream.

The pale being lifted his head, and not a single strand of his cloudy white hair strayed. His black eyes consumed you entirely, two small slivers of starlight shining brighter as they looked upon you. The robes he wore were white, adorned with golden designs, and there, sitting proudly upon his chest, was a glowing emerald dreamstone.

“It is a great honor to meet you at last, Munin of the Emerald Wood.” His voice was silken and light, Dream’s but not his.

“You are not my Dream… are you?” You asked with tears building in your eyes.

With a soft sigh, he rose from his throne slowly, almost as if he thought doing so any faster would scare you. “No, I suppose I am not.”

You didn’t dare look away from him as you asked, “Then who are you?”

“The name you would likely know me by is Daniel. Daniel Hall.”

Lies. “Daniel Hall is little more than a child. You could not possibly be him.”

“Not as you know him to be,” he said, slowly descending the winding staircase. “But, as you’ve already noticed, none of this is as it was. A future carved in stone, written in Destiny’s book of things, a future only you can stop.”

“Future?” You questioned, looking around at The Dreaming. “You mean to tell me I’ve stumbled into the future?”

“No,” Daniel replied with a light chuckle. “More of a vision.”

You watched him carefully as he stood before you, hands clasped and a soft, childlike smile on his lips. “So this is what is to come then? You mean to steal this realm from Morpheus?”

His brows furrowed. “I’ve stolen nothing. The Dreaming and the title Dream of the Endless was given to me by he who came before.”

“Morpheus would never just give his realm or his title away,” you insisted. “Unless…”

“He did all he could to stop it, but The Kindly Ones were relentless in their attack. His sacrifice saved The Dreaming and those that remained.” Daniel could see the pain in you, and with a sigh, he added. “He did not suffer. Death greeted him and showed him the way. He was at peace in the end.”

You shook your head, tears rolling down your cheeks. “And what of me? I did nothing while he perished?”

“There were… things complicating your involvement.” He shook his head. “It matters not. You are here now.”

“You’ve been expecting me?”

He smiled, chuckling softly. “No, more… hoping you would find a way here so we could speak.”

“Speak of what?”

"If the love you bare him is even a fraction of the love that lingers in me still…" he lifted a hand to your cheek. "Love he bore for you. Then you'll save him. You’ll ensure this future never has to be.”

With narrow eyes, you asked, “You would give up his power… his title, and his kingdom?”

Daniel nodded. “All I ever wished for was a normal life with my mother. Plots larger than me… Larger than him made that impossible. But you, you could change it.”

“How?”

“Seek out Loki and Puck. The end of your Dream Lord began with their plot and… my mother’s misguided actions.”

Loki and Puck - two tricksters that you’d only met in passing. Gods that were notoriously difficult to track down. “And how do you suggest I find them? They’re not known for making such easy.”

“Visit my mother,” he urged. “And myself, I suppose…” he chuckled again. “The two should be close by.”

You paused, listening to the faint sounds of The Forest calling you home. “What happens if I fail?”

Daniel only smiled, reaching out to lift your hand to his lips. “Then I hope this is not the last time we meet, Lady Munin. And that the next is under better circumstances.”

Lyta Hall lived in a modest apartment in a bustling city. Though you’d ventured into the mortal world before, it looked vastly different from what little you could remember. She was surrounded by those she loved, Rose Walker and Ged, and many familiar faces - faces you knew from memories alone. And while the apartment wasn’t large or lavish, she appeared to be happy aside from the large bags that hung beneath her eyes, telling you she’d not found any peace in her dreams.

For a while, you simply watched them, searching for some sigh of Loki and Puck’s coming mischief, but the longer you looked in, the more you felt compelled to venture closer. You wanted to speak with her, to reassure her that her husband was safe and loved. And so you found yourself in her apartment, standing in the kitchen and admiring the little notes, photographs, and memories each held. Lost in your own examining, you barely heard the sharp gasp and the sound of wood scraping against the floor as Lyta hurriedly rose from the table at the sight of you.

Suddenly you were reminded that it was not normal for people to appear in mortal homes simply, and you bashfully bowed your head to her. “Apologies. I did not mean to startle you.”

“Who are you?” She demanded, forcing her voice to sound firm and dangerous.

“We have met before,” you answered softly. “In a dream.”

Her face softened slightly. “You… you’re the one that took Hector.”

Nodding, you answered the question she had not asked. “He is safe. He misses you,” your eyes drifted to the small child in his high chair. “Both of you.”

“What do you want?” She demanded, wiping her eyes.

“I simply wanted to apologize for my coldness that day. I was… I was not myself.” You sighed. “Were it within my power, I would have let him remain with you.”

“But it isn’t,” she answered bitterly. “It’s his power, isn’t it?”

You realized Morpheus was the he that she spoke so sourly of. “It was out of his power as well. The Dream Lord means you no harm, Lyta. This is why you’ve not slept, isn’t it?”

Lyta looked at Daniel and shook her head. “I don’t want him to come for my son… not while I’m under some spell and can’t defend him.”

“Dream of the Endless would not steal your son,” you said gently. “He means neither of you harm.”

“You don’t know that,” she replied bitterly.

“I do,” you assured her. As you watched her move to the child's side, you felt an odd power humming around her. The song of the Endless echoed from the boy, swirling around her, but beneath his song was power. A power that you knew. Lyta and Daniel froze, time halting as mist rolled in from unseen places, and their power engulfed the apartment.

"You are meddling in dangerous things, lost one." Their combined voices sent a chill up your spine, but not one of fear or anger… A feeling of familiarity.

The Mother tutted softly as she moved around the frozen figure of Lyta Hall. "Fate is not something easily changed, dear sun."

The Crone lifted her head, glaring at the babe in Lyta's arms. "And this fate is one you should not even attempt to alter."

"I won't let you do it," your voice was cold as mist rushed beneath your feet. The Forest bled into this illusion they thrust you in, dark, twisted trees casting long shadows over the three. Black engulfed your fingertips, and you could feel the darkness, the daunting power of it bending to your will. "Morpheus is mine. And none shall have him while I draw breath."

The Maiden tilted her head, eyes shining back at you in admiration. "You always were so determined."

"So headstrong and unafraid," The Mother continued, her eyes bearing a deep sorrow that surprised you.

"It is what led you to your doom the first time." Though The Crone's eyes were stiff, guarded, and unwilling to bend beneath your steady gaze, her voice trembled, lips quivering as she uttered a single word. "Mneme."

All at once the darkness vanished. You felt your power stripped away, leaving you trembling and bare before The Fates. Breathlessly you fell to your knees. Sparks of golden light and a searing, unbearable pain engulfed you until all you could do was scream.

Not a word. Flashes filled your vision, swarming like molten gold in water. A name. Fire blazed, and a burst of sickening laughter echoed in your mind. Your name.

Their hands offered you some comfort, albeit temporary. The Mother smoothed your hair back. "Do not fight it."

The Maiden stroked your cheeks. "Let it come."

The Crone looked down at you with tears in her eyes. Her palm pressed to your forehead. "Remember."

The first thing you saw once the blinking light faded from your vision was the orange hues of the sun setting over the ocean. You sat upon the edge of the cliffside, wind combing through your golden locks of hair, and a peaceful feeling settled in your chest. You were home.

"Mneme!" The Fates’ voices called out as one.

Turning your head, you smiled at them. "Not too close to the edge, I know!"

The Maiden offered you a smile back. "The fall would be terrible indeed, even for one such as you."

The Mother waved, gesturing to you to come to them. "Come down from there, sweet child!"

The Crone rolled her ancient eyes and scoffed. "She won't fall! Our Mneme is far too surefooted to do something as foolish as that."

"Accidents still happen, sister self." The Mother reminded.

You squeezed her hand. "I'll be more careful."

"More careful!" The Crone laughed. "She's been careful since the day she was born, I doubt she's capable or more."

The Maiden lovingly braided a strand of your hair. "There's no harm in having fun every now and then."

The sky above had begun to shift to the deep star-filled night, your favorite. "I have to go."

"Back to that tree of yours?" The Crone asked.

"Back to the humans?" The Mother's question was far more bitter.

You kissed all their cheeks. "I'll be home before the sun rises!"

More light flashed, more voices echoed in your mind as your body felt like it would burst apart. You saw it through the slightly golden haze. The Great Tree standing tall amidst a bustling village. Its trunk was a rich reddish brown with golden leaves glistening in the low light of the fires the humans had lit to illuminate their festivities.

In the blink of an eye, you were in the tall branches, looking down at the bodies that moved below, watching the humans with wonder. You and the tree had been linked from the moment of your birth. A tree with roots that spanned across realms and lifetimes and a little spirit born of fate and memory.

A rather simple pair when compared to the billions of other supernatural and immortal beings and creatures that existed. But, you were fine with simple. You enjoyed your time spent on Mount Helicon and watching the humans, quietly gifting them with long memories and thus making their marvelous stories last forever.

It had been centuries since you'd heard the lovely tune for the first time. The first song ever made. A simple and beautiful thing that planted a seed deep inside you. A longing for something real… Tangible… Something wholly yours. You had no idea what it would be, this thing, but some nights you could hear The Fates whispering. They must've known. There was little they did not see. So, you waited, hoping that it was something marvelous.

The memories raced by, quicker and more painful than before. You could feel the raw ache in your throat, a result of your screaming, but you could only hear the voices. It was all still fragmented, flashes of a happy life with The Fates that all shifted… The sour smell of decay stung your nose. These flashes were darker, the fragments blurry and hazed.

You felt fire cracking under your skin, nails clawing at the wrong flesh that caged you. A laugh… A wide and villainous grin letting down at you. Unfamiliar hands touching you… Defiling you… The human's bright beauty slowly diminishing before your very eyes. You could taste the salt of your tears and feel the ache in your knees as you bent to the floor and begged. "Harken to me!" Your voice sounded so broken… Desperate. "Please, I beg of you! Deliver me from this place!"

The gentle hands that touched your head bore a somber tinge that answered the question you did not even ask. "Enough, dear one."

"You should rest," The Maiden said.

"You will need it for what is to come," The Crone finished.

"Help me," you begged them, lifting your drowning eyes. "There must be something you can do… Someone to intercede on my behalf."

The Crone's eyes turned cold as she sighed. "Foolish child. You are awfully bound. There are none that can deliver you from this place."

The Mother's eyes were filled with tears. "Not now, at least…"

The Maiden braided a strand of your dull hair. "Not when so much of you has been spent."

"I am so sorry, dear one…" The Mother pressed a kiss to your head. "Your prayers were wasted."

"No!" You cried out, rising to reach for them, but they were already gone. The chain binding you to this place scratched against the stone floor. "Do not leave me…"

The pieces fragmented further. Shattering like glass when you tried to hold onto them. All you could truly recall was a knife, blood, screaming, and fire. Darkness that felt warm and safer than what you'd known for so long and then breathlessness. You could see a rippling surface, bubbles floating away from you as the air abandoned you.

As you sank deeper into an unknown abyss, you could see the golden strands of your hair fade to white, and a voice echoed in your mind as all else began to fade away. "You will never be rid of me!"

"Mneme," The Maiden's voice called out to you.

"Stop," you begged, voice raw and hardly understandable. This wasn't true… This was a trick. All of it. Their hands, cradling your head, felt too heavy. "Don't call me that."

“Mneme…” The Mother cooed softly as you shook their hands off you.

“Do not call me that! I… I cannot deal with this now. I… There’s…” You wanted nothing more than to sob, to let the information you’d just regained swallow you whole.

Morpheus needed you. The events Daniel spoke of could still be years away, but you’d not risk it. Especially not now. Forcing your body upright, you looked into the eyes of The Fates. “I am going to change what is written. Morpheus will not perish, least of all at the hands of you.”

The Maiden’s tears were like diamonds upon her cheeks. “We take no pleasure in this.”

Your sound of disbelief caused The Mother to sigh, “Not much pleasure in it.”

“You cannot change this,” The Crone said, cold as ice once again. “Try as you might, what is will be and what will be is.”

“The only one you shall harm is yourself,” The Maiden replied.

"You will spend your power," The Mother warmed. "Spread yourself thin until all you are withers."

"Lost again to Lethe," The Crone finished.

“If anything happens to him… anything at all, it is you that I shall harm. Consequences be damned.”

You didn’t give them the chance to speak again, vanishing from the apartment and from their presence with a mere thought. The world felt both heavier and lighter, and with it, you felt both more powerful and less. Forcing the memories… the past from your mind, you put your plan into motion. It was just as you’d told The Fates. None would have Morpheus.

The meadow was quiet. From what you’d seen of the human world, there were few places like this that remained. Calm and untouched, reeking of old fairy magic and buzzing with godly power. Two tricksters lurking in the shadows. The combination of their power was dizzying and stunk of mischief. A warning to any that drew too near to turn back and hope you’d not caught their eye. You, however, would not be so easily deterred.

“What have we here?” An old and giggly voice purred from the shadows.

“A little witch?” Another chimed in, smug and prideful and filled with echoing laughter.

You showed no emotion as you addressed them. “I am Munin, Queen of realms of memory.”

A figure appeared a greenish beast with scales and fur and long pointed ears. Sharp teeth gleamed back at you as the deep red eyes of the spirit Puck glowed. “Queeny, Queeny, Queeny… why are you so far from your castle?”

Bright hair and an angular face examined you closely from a safe distance away as Loki grinned back. “Come to play with the old tricksters, have you?”

“More like come to talk sense into you,” you replied calmly, urging the wood around you to slowly shift.

The two laughed loudly, clutching their guts as they looked at each other. “Sense? Oh, we’ve not had sense in ages!”

“So I’ve been told. But, kidnapping a dream-touched child is a new sort of stupidity I thought even you two would be above.”

“Careful now,” Puck growled. “I’d surely hate to have to get blood all over that pretty white dress, Queeny.”

“It would be quite the shame,” you agreed. “Though the dress could be a trophy of sorts stained with your blood.”

Puck giggled, deranged and gleeful. “I like you!”

“Focus,” Loki insisted as he languidly stalked forward to circle you. “What’s this about a kidnapping?”

You followed him for a moment but chose to keep your eyes on Puck; he was the one you’d have to be most mindful of. “Your little plan to kidnap the boy… Daniel Hall.”

“How would you know about that?” Puck questioned.

“I have my ways.” That was the only answer you offered them. “The how is hardly the point. I’m far more interested in skipping it all together so we can focus on the bit where you both use your brains and forget about this half-baked scheme.”

Mist slowly began to seep between the trees, a low groan echoing in the air that signaled your plan had worked. Loki shook his head. “We aren’t exactly known for listening to threats from little girls.”

You smiled. “I’ve not even threatened you yet, Odinson.”

“Do not call me that!” He hissed, pointing a long elegant finger at you.

“I’ll call you whatever name you see fit after you’ve agreed to leave Daniel and his mother alone.”

Puck tutted, clawed nails digging into the branch he leaned on. “Greedy, greedy. You’re getting boring, Queeny! Perhaps we should just be done with you… After all, you look so tasty!”

Sirius dove out of the mist and snapped at the spirit. “Mind your tongue, beast. Though I shall gladly rid you of it should you insist.”

Loki pulled two daggers from their sheathes as The Corinthian appeared somewhere off to the side of you, calm and collected as he casually leaned against a tree. “Naughty puppy!”

Rolling your eyes, you lifted a finger, calling forth the tree roots to bind them. “Enough of this.” The trees wound around their limbs, squeezing hard enough that were they not immortal beings, their limbs would have snapped. Loki sneered while Puck laughed. “It’d be in your best interests to leave the child alone.”

“Best interests,” Puck laughed harder. “I care little for interests.”

“You may not care,” you began, eyes turning to the god. “But he does.”

Loki shook his head, chuckling at the notion that he cared about anything at all. “You think you know me, little wood witch?”

You shook your head and walked along the tree roots. “I do not care to know you, trickster. But, I see more than just your eyes…” Memories swirled inside them, good and bad, joyful and not. “We may not have met more than in passing, but make no mistake, Loki, I know you.”

Puck was the wildcard, the mischievous being that none could reason with or bribe unless he so sought, but Loki was a god. He was shrouded in golden pride and a deep-rooted desire to make Odin love him. Loki was the one you needed to convince. Puck would follow, or he would die, a choice you’d not have to spell out for him, especially with Sirius’ watchful eye and menacing teeth gnashing in the sprite's face.

“Why do you care so much for this runt?” Loki pondered with a wide grin. “Have a soft spot for dream-touched mortals?”

“Why does not concern you.” You sat down on a high-up branch and stared the god down. “No more questions, Loki. Will you leave Lyta and her son alone, or will you die here in my little woods?”

He attempted to shrug against the branches that held him. “It’s not me you need to worry about.”

Puck rolled his eyes. “She doesn’t need to fear me! This game has gotten boooorrrriiinnggg! One little mortal, dream-touched or not, isn’t worth this kind of fuss.”

Loki glared at the sprite, clearly displeased by his so-called partner in crime's words. “Fine then. We’ll leave the kid alone. Happy now?”

“Swear it.”

“I swear it,” he sneered back. “Now let me go.”

You waved your hand, and the roots released. Puck was gone in a blink, no promises made or extra words exchanged. Here then gone, just like you’d expected from the trickster. Loki remained, anger and some ugly, wounded pride shining in his eyes as he glared at you. Sirius growled. “Leave this place, trickster. And pray you never return.”

Suddenly all emotion drained from the god's face, and he laughed. “You know, I don’t much like being humiliated, especially not by insignificant little girls. Do you think you're suddenly untouchable just because you have some new realm and a bit of power? Well, you aren’t.”

Lunging for you, Loki found himself face to face with The Corinthian, who smiled as he brandished his blade. “I believe my lady released you. That means you leave.”

“I’m not scared of you, nightmare!” The god shouted.

“You should be. Hold him down for me, pup.” Sirius surprisingly heeded the nightmares command and pulled the god down while The Corinthian worked with his blade. The screams were drowned out by the trees cheering and laughing at the now mutilated god. You stood high above it all as The Corinthian finished his work and turned, presenting you with the eyes he’d plucked from Loki’s skull. Bowing his head, he chuckled. “Any other body parts I should take, my lady?”

You accepted the eyes and shook your head. “No. Kat has already sent word to Odin. Someone will be here to collect him shortly.”

The Corinthian glanced at you. “You alright, Daunty?”

Your mind was plagued with the past that you’d still not fully regained, a thing you now had broken and confusing fragments of. “Yes. There’s just something I need to do now.”

“Need a nightmare?”

Smiling at him, you shook your head and placed a loving hand on his cheek. “Not this time, dear Corinthian.”

Upon Mount Helicon, a secluded cabin stood overlooking the sea. The cabin was not what you’d pictured when you thought of The Fates. You’d imagined they’d live in some large palace or a winding maze, like Destiny, but there the three stood, looking out at the sea as you quietly approached. “Such a lovely sunset.”

The Mother smiled at you. “It used to be your favorite part of the day.”

The Maiden laughed softly. “You’d sit here until the yellow faded from the sky entirely.”

“One sun,” The Crone said. “Watching another.”

"Whatever the reason for this… Fondness, you bear me…" you stopped yourself, pain that you could not yet confront boiling within you like the fires in your vision. Shaking your head, you met their gaze again. "I urge you to cease these schemes against the Dream Lord."

The Maiden nodded, "Painful as this may be, you cannot run from the truth forever."

The Mother took a step closer with a sad smile. "Oh, dear one… Is this truly your wish?"

"It is."

The Crone stood before you, cold eyes slightly less so as she wiped your tears. "Very well. If it is your wish, we shall honor it. So long as Dream of The Endless does not bring harm upon you, then we shall not harm him or his Dreaming."

“Thank you… my mothers.”

The Three smiled sadly and watched you go. The Forest greeted you as it always had, offering you soft handing leaves to dry your eyes and a melodic rumbling to ease the ache in your heart. You did not know when you would be able to accept what you now knew fully, nor did you know if you’d ever be strong enough to remember the full brunt of the pain your past life had lived through, but you did know that The Fates had spoken at least one truth. You would not be able to run from it.

A dark figure emerged from the trees, breathing a sigh of relief at the sight of you. “There you are.”

“Morpheus,” you breathed, the pain easing as air filled your lungs.

His eyes narrowed as he took a step toward you. “Where have you been?” His arms wound around you, pulling you into the embrace you’d fought so hard to preserve. You buried your face into his chest and breathed in his scent. “I’ve been worried.”

With a soft noise, you smiled. “Forgive me, I did not mean to worry you. There were some things I needed to take care of.”

“Is all well?” His breath hitched at the mere thought of something being wrong.

You smoothed your hands down his chest and smiled. “All is well. I… I learned many things these past few days and have many questions that need answering.”

Morpheus nodded, soft hands caressing you. “I trust you will tell me your meaning when you are ready to?”

“Of course,” you answered. “It would be rather cruel of me to keep you in such suspense.”

“Cruel is not a word I’d use to describe you, my love.”

You wanted nothing more than to tell him of all you’d learned and everything that had happened in your time apart, but instead, you simply smiled. “Would you walk with me?”

He seemed to understand the gentle gleam of tears in your eyes and quietly offered you his arm and a kiss upon your head. “Always, my love.”

The two of you walked through the misty forest until you found the cave of crystals and the lake that you’d once danced upon. Without needing to speak any words, he stepped out onto the water and swept you away into a starlit dance. With your head laid against his chest, listening… feeling the steady beating of his heart, you finally spoke, “Do you think we will remain together in whatever existence comes after this?”

“I should think so,” he answered with a soft laugh. “We’ve found one another against impossible odds thus far.”

"Well, if it should come to an end, this immortal coil we find ourselves in..." You pulled away from his chest and gently held his face in your hands. "I should like it to end by your side, that we might turn to stardust together or be bound in the roots of the earth as one. I shall not pass to whatever existence awaits us in The Sunless Lands without you, my dearest Morpheus."

With the software of smiles, he pulled a small thing from his cloak and held it between you. A ring. The stone in the center was an ethereal array of thinking stars with a branch-like band of roots twining around it. He lifted your hand to slide the ring on your finger, kissing it and whispering a soft oath, "I vow that no matter what comes, nothing shall ever part us again. I am yours, Lady of The Forest, Distress, Discourage, Daunt… Munin. In every existence, every realm and lifetime, I am yours."

"Just as I am yours, Prince of Stories. Always."

Beneath the starry skies and amidst the groaning echoes of your realm, you and the Dream Lord shared a kiss, soft and bright and beautiful. For that one moment, the past didn’t matter. Not Daunt or Mneme… you were Munin, and you were here. You were loved. And as you stared into the eyes of your lover, you knew you always would be.

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The Proposition | Dark!Bucky Barnes

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Chapter 2 of Lesser of Two Evils

Warnings: domestic violence, fear, hair pulling, forced showers, threat of rape, humiliation, graphic depictions of violence

Summary: Trapped with James Barnes, he takes you to his penthouse... and a shower with you

Note: This is a dubcon/noncon fic! Heavy violent content and smut will be prevalent. Read at your own risk and mind the warnings at the beginning of each chapter.

You were fucked. Completely and totally fucked.

How could you not think that Loki's enemies would find you? It was always a possibility but this quick? They must have been watching.

Your body could have vibrated you off the seat with how much you trembled next to James Barnes. His biceps alone were bigger than your head, coiled muscle strong enough to punch through concrete and your dumb skinny ass was sat beside him.

At least you're not with Loki, you told yourself feebly. Not yet anyways…

You pulled up to a badge access building in what you knew to be one of the richest areas of NYC. The Buchanan Inc. sign glowed in the darkness, ominous blue and red neon making your stomach turn. You were heading into the belly of the beast itself.

The car waited for a garage door to open before pulling inside, the sounds of the city muffled by the walls. The building was a city block wide, and the first floor garage was as well. Antique and luxury cars lined the walls, a few obvious pet projects here and there.

You gawked at them as you passed. Loki's interests lay in art or jewels, his favorite things to show off as if to prove his bank account size. While luxurious, this place was already more down to earth than Loki's garish green and white marble and gold accents.

The door popped open, and James held out his hand for you to take as he stepped out. You hesitated, biting your bottom lip as you watched him worriedly.

"Come on," he commanded with beckoning fingers, and on autopilot you slapped your palm into his and let him help you out.

Your legs were like jelly, and the moment you had both feet planted on the ground they collapsed. You clenched your eyes shut in preparation for your knees hitting the concrete, but two strong arms landed under your armpits and hoisted you back up.

When you peeked through them, James was watching you with an amused smile, "Tired from running?"

You nodded sheepishly, ashamed at how much muscle mass you'd lost because of Loki and his rules. "I don't get to run much anymore."

He made a grumbling noise and frowned, but before you could react James swept you up in his arms, ignoring your little yelp of shock. He took you to an elevator at the back of the garage, nuzzling you into his chest.

He smelled like sweat and leather, manly and strong. It was a welcome change from Loki's manufactured colognes and snakelike presence, fake and cold. James was hot to the touch, but in the blistering fall chill it was welcome despite your fear. Just the change was better even for a moment, even if you died tonight at least you weren't with Loki.

Your eyelids drooped as the elevator rose, your body going lax in his warm embrace. You were so tired…so weak and exhausted from almost an entire year of pain and misery. You just wanted to rest.

A hand slapping lightly at your cheek lurched you out of your doze, a sharp cry of shock bursting from your lips. You scrambled back until you hit something hard, struggling to keep your eyes open.

When you latched onto James's ice blues, you wrapped your arms around yourself in a pathetic effort of comfort. He was kneeling before you in a dark tiled bathroom, his hands heavy on your shoulders. His mouth was moving, but you frowned and cocked your head.

"W-what?"

"Can you stand long enough for a shower?" he asked, obviously irritated.

"Uhm, I think so," you muttered, trying and failing to get up. Your ass hit the floor as your trembling limbs refused to cooperate, and you burst into tears.

"Okay, okay, hey," James hushed harshly, cupping your face in his hands. "It's alright. I'll help you."

He got up and walked over enough to turn on the shower, waiting for it to warm up before coming back and reaching for you. The bathroom was huge, with a clawfoot tub in the middle big enough for a giant and the entire back wall as the glass doored shower. Everything was a dark tile with silver accents, black towels hanging from the racks.

"Is this your bathroom?" you asked stupidly as he picked you up. "I don't wanna get it dirty."

James shot you a queer look before chuckling to himself. He carried you with ease, set on his hip like a child. You weighed nothing to him, clinging to his shoulders as he set you down next to the shower.

"Hold on to me," he told you, and you did what you were told.

James got to his knees and slipped off your shoes, careful to go slowly as you clung to him with shaky arms. He set them aside and slid his large hands up your legs, settling them on your waistband. His warmth bled through your thin leggings as he palmed you for a moment, letting out a heavy sigh before he tugged them and your panties down in one go.

"Wait," you pleaded, but he ignored your naked body and lifted one foot to slide them off, then did the same with the other one.

As he stood back up, James tugged off his jacket and then your sweater, leaving you nude and exposed before him, hands and face covered in sweat and dirt, your skin patched red with anxiety. Your heart threatened to burst from your chest as you avoided his gaze, boring a hole through you as you trembled before him.

Holding onto your hip with a heavy hand, he gripped the back of his shirt with the other, revealing his hard muscled chest and prosthetic robotic arm. You gazed in wonder at the spot where it met his shoulder, your fingers moving toward it on autopilot as he tugged off his gloves.

James's hand gripped your wrist harshly before you could touch it, yanking your hair and arm back in one swift movement.

"S-sorry," you gasped as he angled your head up to watch you with those fierce eyes. "I'm sorry."

His firm grip eased, letting you go but keeping one hand on your hip as one of his went to his belt buckle, keeping eye contact with you. When you realized he was shedding more than just his shirt, your body threatened to go to your knees once more.

"Wait, wait," you begged, your eyes welling once more. Your chin wobbled as he ignored you and kicked off his boots. "Please, you don't have to do this."

James flashed you an annoyed look and sighed, "I ain't gonna hurt you, doll."

Pushing down his pants and setting them aside, James smirked at the terror on your face. When he straightened up your eyes landed on his half hard cock between his legs, and you burst into tears once more.

"Please don't do this," you sobbed, but he ignored you, lifting you and taking you into the shower. "I'll do anything, please please don't hurt me!"

He carried you under the warm steam, the water coasting over your sore and aching body. You couldn't help but relax under it and the way he held you to his chest, grateful for a soft touch when for so long the only thing you'd known was hard knuckles and sharp screams.

"I can't take any more," you whispered against him, and he stilled. "Please, I just… I just wanted to go somewhere safe."

James's hands cradled your back, his thumbs rubbing lightly as he held you under the water. He pressed his cheek against the top of your head and said simply, "Then you should have let me shoot you."

The breath caught in your chest, tears streaming silently down your cheeks with the water. After a while James set you down on the warm tile, making you face him and hold onto his shoulder as he lathered up a loofa. You kept your eyes on his damaged shoulder as he washed you, tracing every detail of the scars as your mind attempted to dissociate from what you knew was about to happen.

He dragged the loofa across your chest and arms, dropping to his knees as he moved on to your dirty hands. He slowed when he scrubbed the mud from your right wrist, eyeing the long scar on it that led up your forearm. He glared at it for a moment before moving on, cleaning your bruised legs and feet.

James turned you to face the wall and washed your back, scrubbing lightly as the dirt swirled down the drain. He even washed and detangled your hair, ignoring your quivering as he did so.

When he was done, his arms wrapped around you and pulled your back to his chest. You stared soullessly at the tile wall as his hands began to wander over the bruises littering your body, pressing his fingers lightly into each one and smirking when you hissed at the pain.

"You've been through a lot, doll," he whispered, his breath fanning across your ear and making you shiver. "How'd you get messed up with men like me?"

When you said nothing, his palms glided up your belly to cup your breasts, swirling your nipples under his thumbs. He groaned softly and pressed his now terrifyingly hard thick length into your backside, and your vision began to blur.

"Do you like the danger?" James asked, amused at your stiff shaking body. "Or are you just a stupid little girl who got in over her head?"

Your jaw clenched as you struggled to hold back your sobs, sniffling and committing each line of tile to memory. His cock was massive, thicker and longer than Loki's, who was already more than you could really take. If he did what you thought he was going to, this man was going to rip you in half.

He sighed and moved to the other ear to whisper, so you couldn't ignore him. James dragged his hands down your sides, steadying himself with one hand on your hip as the other slid between your legs to cup your pussy. His thick middle finger pressed against your seam, but he didn't press inside, just seemed to be waiting for you to react once more.

"I see why Loki wanted you for himself," he said softly, far too soft for the situation you were in. "Put some meat on these bones and wipe away the dirt… and you're a sweet little thing aren't you?"

Your brows furrowed, "Meat?"

James chuckled darkly, "You're all skin and bones, doll. There's nothing to hold onto like this. I'd snap you in half, but with the pants pinkie I'm sure Loki's toting around it worked for him."

You huffed a surprised laugh. You'd never heard anyone disrespect Loki, especially not in such an area that would make him see red.

"Oh, look at that," James marveled, and when you turned your head he pressed his nose to your cheek and kissed it softly. "Turns out you do have some useful information for me."

You shook your head the best you could like that, "I don't know anything about his work. He keeps me in the house and I'm not allowed to leave without him."

"But you know what's in his heart," James implored, and to your shock he kissed your cheek again.

"He doesn't have one."

James laughed and pulled his hand away, flicking your clit and making your hips jump as he did so. Without another word he flipped off the shower and guided you out of it. You stood patiently as he dried you off with one of the towels, then himself.

"Come with me," he said, beckoning you to follow him out of the bathroom.

You padded after him slowly, trying and failing to cover your body with just your busted hands. The room had one wall of windows lined with cushioned ledges of dark velvet. A massive four poster bed rested in the middle of the room, the covers so soft and plush looking you just wanted to sink into them forever.

James led you over to one wall, opening it to reveal a large closet. He tugged on a pair of black joggers and a tight gray shirt, then reached out a hand for you.

You took it cautiously, and he tugged you to his side and wrapped an arm over your shoulders. His skin was hot even beneath his clothes, holding you tightly as if you could run away if you dared try. James plucked a black shirt from a shelf and without a word unfurled it and shoved it over your head, ignoring your little grunt.

He helped you put your arms through the sleeves, tugging it down until it went halfway down your thighs. When he was satisfied, James led you over to the bed and sat on the edge, pulling you between his thighs and palming your waist.

"I have a proposition for you, doll," he said coyly, his bright eyes gleaming with a mischief you'd only seen from Loki.

You said nothing, just watched him as your jaw threatened to crumble from the weight of you clenching it. James pulled you closer until you were forced to straddle his lap. His cock strained underneath the expensive fabric of his pants, and he'd given you nothing to cover yourself with besides the t-shirt. All you could do was hold onto his shoulders and wait.

"It's clear to me that Loki didn't appreciate the little gem he had in his pocket," James began, rubbing his thumbs into your skin like a lover, but his eyes were too devious. "You don't want to go back there, do you?"

You shook your head slowly, and James smiled.

"Then stay here with me."

You frowned, your brows furrowing, "Why?"

James licked his bottom lip and sighed, "You need someone to keep you safe from Loki, and I'll do it in exchange for something. We'll make an agreement, just you and me."

The steady beat of anxiety now fluttered through your chest like a raging butterfly, wild and scared, "I don't know anything about Loki's job, I'm sorry. I don't have anything to give you."

James grinned, and his hands moved to cup your ass tightly, kneading it with his fingers. You closed your eyes and shuddered with fear, and he took advantage, leaning in and licking a hot stripe up your neck.

"You can give me your body," he murmured, and your eyes snapped open.

"If you're going to rape me just get it over with," you growled, tired of his games.

James's hand tangled into your damp hair in an instant, yanking your head back and making your back arch as you cried out in pain.

"Either you give me your body or I feed you to the wolves," he snarled, his breath hot against the exposed column of your throat. "It's your choice, doll."

"Why?" you squeaked, "You can have anyone you want."

Your scalp burned as he pulled you close, his hot breath staining your skin. James kissed the hollow of your throat and bucked up into you before whispering darkly, "Sweet little doll, I bet you're the perfect little toy. So soft and pliant…"

His free hand slipped under the hem of the shirt, smoothing up your belly and between your breasts until his fingers wrapped around your bruised throat. He throttled you a little, groaning as his dick pulsed beneath you. You let out a little choking gasp as he pulled you close.

James's eyes burned brightly as he forced you to look at him, "I'll keep you safe, okay? That's all you need to know. You wanted to go somewhere safe and you have, right here with me."

Your tears blurred your vision as you panted. You weren't sure what the hell to make of this, of what to do. Swallowing thickly, you asked in a small voice, "I won't have to go back there?"

James shook his head, "As long as you're with me, Loki won't ever touch you."

A life without Loki, but…would it be a life? If all James wanted was your body, would you get to be yourself outside of this room? It didn't matter. If this place turned out to be anything like Loki's… you'd kill yourself. You wouldn't risk this happening again. You would have to choose between them.

The lesser of two evils.

"Okay," you whispered shakily. "You can have my body."

James grinned like the devil, and just as quick you were twisted and pressed into the mattress, the leader of HYDRA holding you down like a predator victorious over his prey.

You shook with unrestrained fear as he fondled you, exploring every inch he could reach and ignoring your tears. Unlike Loki his hands were warm, scorching hot like the wrath that coiled beneath his skin.

James leaned in close and gripped your jaw in his large hand, sure to bruise and add to your growing collection. When he pressed his lips to yours, it was firm and strong, surprisingly soft for such a hard man.

You stared wide eyed at the ceiling until he pulled away, fully expecting him to take what he wanted and give you nothing in return. Instead, James pulled you up to the pillows and to his side, covering you up and kissing the top of your head.

"Get some sleep," he said softly.

He maneuvered you until your head rested on his shoulder, one hand on his chest. James wrapped his arms around you, rubbing soft lines up and down your back and lulling you into unwilling sleep. You tried to stay awake in this foreign place, but you'd been up all night waiting for Loki to fall asleep.

This mad dash to freedom started in one monster's bedroom, and it seemed to have ended in another.

What were you going to do?

Notes: 😱 What has our dear reader gotten herself into? How do you think her relationship with Bucky is going to go?

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dad Loki x teen half elf and half Jotun reader x Avengers (featuring Peter)

Age:14 reader Chan is an Elf/Jotun hybrid from Alfheim she's the last of the light elves after the dark elves invaded and ends up on earth meets the team, Peter and her long lost father and is growing fond of life on earth, btw civil war never happened, Peitro lives, and Loki is living in the tower because Odin and Frigga didn't want him to rot in a cell happy Thanks giving.

Nick Furry is standing in front of the interrogation room looking through the window to see Maria Hill talking to a young S/T (skin tone) pointed eared girl with H/C thigh length hair and nose length bangs, E/C eyes, and a F/S (face shape) face.

She had on a pastel F/C tunic, black leggings, black knee high boots, black elbow length fingerless gloves, a silver circlet on her head and silver hoop earrings on her pointed ears.

He saw that she was cooperating as he sees her lips moving and Maria smiling and nodding her head with occasional wide eyes.

"How you think it's going sir?" Agent Philip J. Coulson asked his boss walking in with three cups of coffee and a cappuccino "I say it's going good with the way it's going the kids cooperating well." as Furry says this he takes a cup and Maria walks out with the girl behind her "So, what's the info we got on our guest here?" he asked Maria handing her one of the other cups "btw the cappuccino is for the kid." Phil said handing the young girl the cappuccino "thank you." she said blowing on it to cool off "her name is Y/N Astriddottir, she's from Aflheim, her mother was killed by the dark elves when they invaded her planet eight years ago, she knows nothing of her father, and she has cryokinesis, shape shifting, teleportation, sharp eyesight and hearing." Maria listed making the two men surprised but sad at the fact that she lost one parent and never meet the other "Should we do a DNA test sir?" Phil asked.

Before Furry could answer a familiar voice is heard "hey Furry we're here." they turned to see the worlds mightiest hero's arrive "who's the kid?" Clint Barton aka Hawkeye asked pointing to the young elf sipping her hot drink "I'm Y/N Astriddottir." she said her voice melting their hearts "we are about to do a DNA test to find out who her father is." the avengers had curiosity in their eyes "her mother died eight years ago and she never meet her father." Phil told the avengers "Well what are we waiting for? Let's do that test." Tony Starks aka Iron man said enthusiastically.

Y/N sat on a chair as Bruce Banner aka the Hulk draws blood from her arm.

After waiting for a few seconds he takes the needle out and puts a bandaid with a cotton ball on the spot "we just have to wait for the results!" Bruce said to the man you know as Furry who nodded.

A few hours later:

the sound of a small printer is heard as a long strip of paper comes out of the scanner "all right let's see who Y/N's dad is" Tony said as Bruce takes the paper from the scanner. "HE'S HER DAD?" Everyone screamed in horror as the name of your father appeared to be the god of Mischief "Loki is her dad? The Loki who tried to take over New York and killed me once?" Phil asked in terror "I can't believe Reindeer games has a kid." Tony said in shock "looks like she's half Elf and half Frost giant." Maria said "guess she's Y/N Lokidottir." said Steven Rogers aka Captain America.

The horror of you being the daughter of Loki was cut by the god of Thunder Thor Odinson "she's my brother’s child? that means. I HAVE A NIECE." he said excitedly as he picks you up and tosses you in the air earning a laugh from you "Loki isn't gonna be happy about this." Natasha Romanov aka black widow said making everyone nod.

Outside S.H.E.I.L.D H.Q:

You and the avengers are about to enter the car when an all to familiar arachnid themed teen hero swings by "hey guys and new girl." he said blushing at you "Man of spiders, meet Y/N daughter of Loki." Thor said making Peter's eyes wide.

Your POV:

as my new uncle introduced me to the Man of Spiders Mr Tony cuts in "kid, shouldn't you be in school?" He asked making the boy's eyes widen even more "oh shoot, I have my science test in a bit and lunch is almost over, BY MR STARKS, GUYS, and Y/N." he said swinging away as if he was being chased by a Chitauri "what am I going to do with that kid?" Mr Tony asked face palming "that's what kids do, they give you grays" Mr Clint said "let's get to the tower to face Loki" Mrs Natasha said.

At the tower:

We enter a giant tower with the word "Stark" on it.

I was in awe at the decor making the avengers chuckle "well kid welcome to your new home." Mr Tony said with a proud smirk "but first let's get you to your father sweetheart." Mrs Nat said as all of us go into a small room.

As the room move I see all of New York and my new uncle Thor telling me about my father making me excited to meet him more.

We finally exit the tiny room but as we did I see a man with Black shoulder length hair and emerald green eyes in green and black clothing with Gold armor sitting on a couch reading a book "is that my father?" I asked Mrs Natasha who nodded "BROTHER WE HAVE SOMEONE WE LIKE YOU TO MEET!" Uncle said loudly hurting my sharp but sensitive ears "you fool I'm right- who is this elf child?" He asked anger turning into confusion and pointing to me making Uncle Thor smile "Brother this is Y/N Astriddottir your child, well she's actually Y/N Lokidottir now." Uncle said happily but everyone else face palmed while my "father" was frozen "Astrid had a child and didn't tell me?" He asked in shock looking me up and down but as I was about to open my mouth he bolted out of the room making me go on the verge of tears "Mr Stark, Mr Loki requested no one disturbs him, he needs some time alone." a strange voice said "THANKS FRI." Mr Tony said "don't feel discouraged little one he just needs some time to think of this." Uncle Thor said "does he not, want me?" I asked "of course he does sweetie he's just surprised by this." Mrs Nat said "ohh hey look Spidy is here." Mr Sam said as we see the boy from before but with his mask off making me blush 'by Odin's beard he's perfect.' I think to myself.

Peter's POV:

I entered the avengers floor to see Y/N with the Avengers by god she was pretty her shiny thigh length H/C hair, her E/C colored eyes, her S/T colored skin and her F/S Shaped face in other words she was gorgeous I smiled at her my face flushed "hey I don't think we had a proper introduction, I'm Peter, Peter Parker." I said re introducing myself making her smile "Y/N Astriddottir well, Y/N Lokidottir since I finally meet my Dad." she said in a voice that could put Princess Leia to shame "ah Peter I see you two already became friends, why don't you two go out maybe do some shopping Y/N needs new clothes." Mr Starks said giving me one of his many credit cards "wow thanks Mr Stark." I said happily glad that I finished my homework early "come on Y/N and while we're out I'll take you to my favorite sandwich place and introduce you to my friends." I told Y/N happily taking her hand.

No ones POV:

Everyone smiled as the two teens exit the tower together "only been here for about three hours and she's already making friends!" Clint said happily making his teammates laugh "I don't like the way they looked at each other." Loki said making the Avengers jump "Reindeer games, how long were you there?" Tony asked the god of mischief who replied "long enough to see them blushing at each other." everyone looked at each other it was clear that Loki is already protective of Y/N "Brother your alright with the fact that Y/N is your daughter?" Thor asked his younger brother "I'm still in disbelief that Astrid had my daughter but didn't tell me. I missed out my daughters life I doubt she'll want anything to do with me." Loki said in sorrow "I think she does, I mean when she saw you she was exited to finally meet you for the first time." Steve said fondly of the young hybrid "Capsical has a point, Point break told her the positive things about you." Tony said gesturing to the oldest avenger "plus Peter will protect her at the mall he is spider man after all." Clint said making everyone nod "and if it makes you feel better I put a tracking chip on her tunic just incase." Natasha said.

At the mall:

Y/N, Peter, MJ and Ned were having the best time of their lives shopping First they went to Boscoves for jeans and a few shirts, Journeys for vans, MJ took her to Victoria's Secrets for under garments, swimsuits and other things a girl needs, and finally they introduced her to hot topic where they got her graphic tees, accessories, and stuff to decorate her room with but before leaving they went to a book store so MJ can get a new book but Y/N saw some she liked so they got those.

After a long afternoon of shopping they are at Peter's favorite sandwich place having lunch "this is amazing." Y/N said happily munching on her sandwich "yeah they are the best sandwiches in queens." Peter said happily "yep Loser 1 is right!" MJ said bitting hers "so Y/N Where are you from?" Ned asked making Peter and MJ curios as well "ohh I'm from Alfheim realm of the light elves, but I'm actually half elf and half Jotun." the youngest teen said making the older teens eyes wide "I thought you were cosplaying when I saw your ears." Ned said "I actually saw that they are real when I saw them twitch a bit." MJ said "That's sooo cool" the two boys said "hey while it's light out let's head to the tower to decorate your room." Peter said.

At the tower:

The Avengers are sitting in the living room watching TV but Loki is always glancing at the time "Parker should have been back with my daughter by now!" he said angrily "relax Reindeer games Nat put a chip on your child. Plus they are almost here along with MJ and Ned." Tony told Loki for the one hundredth time "Mr Starks we're back." Peter said as he, Y/N, MJ and Ned exited the elevator with lots of bags making everyone eye wide from the Boscovs, Journeys, Victoria's Secret and Hot topic bags. "Geez I didn't think you'd go crazy." Tony said looking at the bags as Loki ran to Y/N and began checking her for injuries "Dad I'm fine we only went shopping then we went for food." she told her father making him sigh in relief "she's all ready giving you grays." Clint said making everyone laugh but Loki roll his eyes.

"Hey Mr Starks where's Y/N's room? we wanna help her decorate it." Peter asked Tony who smiled and lead them to a futuristic looking door.

The room looked futuristic but plain at the same time but they could work with it "alright let's Start decorating." Peter said happily as all four of you took the room decorations you brought from hot topic.

Two hours later:

Your room was now butterfly themed since they're your favorite insect with your walls being F/C thanks to your powers and after decorating you used your powers to put all your clothes, shoes, accessories and books away but organized.

"That was fun!" Ned said happy with the work, "yeah I see you love F/C and butterflies Y/N." MJ said sitting at your desk making you smile "they are my favorite insect, my mom and I use to go see them in the meadows of Alfheim." you said happily but sadly remembering one of your favorite memories with your mother before the invasion "hey since it's still early let's show her some movies." Peter said excitedly "hey Pete your aunt called she has a last minute business trip sooo your staying the night, oh I see you guys helped Y/N decorate." Tony said looking at the decor of the room then Loki came in "I see my daughter loves butterflies." he said walking in but stopped at the neatly organized shelf of books "and reading!" he said grabbing one of her new books.

Your POV:

I sat in the living room with Peter, MJ and Ned.

We are watching something called Star Wars, I love it so far we already watched three movies but MJ looked at her glowing box thing "hey it's almost eight we better get going." she said as Ned soon looked at his own glowing box "yeah we have our science test tomorrow." Ned said "ok then I'll walk you to the lobby, I'll be back Princess." Peter said but as he relies what he said we both are blushing "Son of Parker go take them to the lobby." my dad said looking like he was holding back rage.

Not waisting anymore time Peter, MJ and Ned ran out of the room. With them out of the room Dad turns to me with a very stern look on his face "you are never to see that boy again." When he said that I got furious "AND WHY NOT?" I yelled making my skin and eyes turn blue and red and him angry "don't use that tone of voice with me young lady, I am your father and what I say goes you will stay away from Son of Parker end of discussion." I stormed to my room and screamed "YOUR NOTHING HOW UNCLE THOR DESCRIBED YOU." and slammed the door in anger.

No ones POV:

Loki stood there in anger, trying to cooldown his temper as his skin and eyes turned blue and red from the rage "brother, perhaps you were a little harsh on her!" Thor said as he walked into the living room with the other Avengers "I agree with point break, I mean the kid lost her mother and home eight years ago, what she needs is you and to interact with other kids." Tony said as Loki is debating on building a relationship with you "you two just got off the wrong foot, She's really a sweet and polite kid." Natasha said "and a great prankster." Peitro said walking in with a pie on his face "She is definitely your kid alright." Clint said.

Your POV:

I lied in my bed clutching my pillow and biting my lip in anger for my so called Dad "jerk face." I say in anger until I heard knocking "Y/N,the others told me you went to bed early, so I came to tell you good night." I hear Peter say making me shout out "GOOD NIGHT." I hear Peter's footsteps leave my door. I lied there for a little more and started dozing off.

In the morning no one's POV:

You wake up to the sound of FRIDAY's voice "Mrs Lokidottir. It is time for breakfast." You slowly got up with a Yawn, went to shower, brushed your hair and teeth and got dressed.

In the dining area:

the avengers, Loki, Bucky and Peter are about to eat when Friday interrupted "Mr Stark. Mrs Lokidottir is coming." She said to her creator "Thanks Fri." Tony said to the AI as you walked in "ohh speak of the elf there she is." Clint said nudging Loki who was starring at your outfit "That skirt is to short!" Loki whispered "Brother please. You agreed to make amends with Y/N." Thor reminded his brother "I highly doubt she even wants anything to do with me. I mean we only just meet yesterday." Loki whispered forgetting about your great hearing "Dad I do want to spend time with you, I always wanted to meet you ever since I've heard the stories about you from mom, including the one when Thanos brainwashed you to get the tesseract." As you say this Loki is crying on the inside because what you said made him emotional but the avengers can see right through him.

With time you lived happily with your new family.

You helped uncles Bruce and Tony in the lab along with your best friend Peter, go on runs with uncles Bucky, Steve, Sam and Rhodas and big brother Peitro, meditate with Big sister Wanda, Trained with aunt Natasha and uncle Thor, shoot arrows with uncle Clint and practice how to use your powers and reading with Dad.

Loki enjoyed parenthood ever since you came into his life he became more opened and stoped using sarcasm so much (he still has his silver tongue).

But what you and Peter enjoyed most was pranking him and the others "WHO POURD DYE IN MY SHAMPOO?", "WHO SWAPPED OUR CLOTHES?", "WHO SET FRIDAY TO ONLY SAY HAMBURGER?" You and Peter are hiding in the vents laughing super hard while taking Pictures to send to MJ, Ned, Wanda, Peitro and Furry (who is laughing super hard."

Bonus ending:

Nick is looking at the picture Peter sent him it showed Natasha with hot pink hair, the guys wearing each other's cloths, and an audio of FRIDAY answering to Tony Hamburger "I love those kids!" He said laughing while sending it to the other shield agents who are laughing.

When Tony fixed FRIDAY's settings she ratted you and Peter out. "Peter no lab for a month."

Tony said "Y/N your stripped of your powers for a month." Loki told you.

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The Tower - Loki

Series Masterlist

Pairing: Avengers x OFC, Bruce Banner x Bucky Barnes x Clint Barton x Wanda Maximoff x Steve Rogers x Natasha Romanoff x Tony Stark x Thor x Sam Wilson x OFC (Elly Cooper)

Word Count: 2612

Warnings: smut (MF, vaginal sex)

Synopsis: Elly reminisces about Loki’s first introductions to each of the groups children, then the god of mischief gives her some needed alone time with Thor.

Author’s Note: Requested by RoyaWitch on Wattpad and JamieBarnes on AO3. You can send in your requests too.

Takes place after Happily Ever After but references the past a lot.

Loki

It was a quiet day on Asgard. The weather was mild, warm without being too hot, and had clear skies. Thor was taking one of his unusual days off the throne, and Sam and Steve were taking his place. Thor and I had taken Thour and Nova to the courtyard to play with the Vulparev. They were toddling around, using their familiars to steady themselves as they explored the garden, and Thor and I sat on a rug watching them, me leaning up against Thor as he played with my hair. We had a little picnic set up, with snacks and drinks for us and the kids, plus some treats for the Vulparev.

We hadn’t been outside very long when both the children squealed loudly and ran to the other side of the atrium. Thor and I sat up to see what was happening just in time to see the twins slam into Loki’s legs.

“Yes, hello. It is good to see you too,” he said, crouching down and holding his arms out. The twins both clambered up on him like he was a tree and he stood, holding them both on his hips.

“Brother!” Thor boomed. “It is good to see you on this fine day. Where are you headed?”

Loki carried the babies over to us, the vulparev flanking him on either side. When he saw us laying on the grass he shook his head and gave a small roll of his eyes. “Oh good, my favorite people,” he snarked.

“I hear the sarcasm, Loki, and I wonder who you’re trying to convince,” I teased.

He smirked and took a seat, plopping the two toddlers into his lap. “I’m not really going anywhere, brother,” he said. “I was just walking. Are you slacking today?”

Thor chuckled, refusing to take the bait. “Steven and Samuel are on the throne today. They are more than capable of running the kingdom.”

Loki tsked and rolled his eyes, but as he did Nova started to climb up onto him again and cuddled against his side. Loki’s eyes softened and he gazed down at the little boy. “Well, aren’t you a sweet little thing?”

I smiled as I gazed at them. Loki had always been so good with the children. Back when Riley and Pietro had been born, I’d been a little nervous about Loki meeting them. I liked Loki back then, though I didn’t know them very well. I knew Thor adored his sibling but I also knew that Loki had long-held resentments due to Odin’s treatment of them. It had manifested into a fight for the throne that kept repeating itself, Thor being the chosen child to rule despite not wanting to, and Loki believing that Thor was a bad choice. I’d worried that with Riley’s birth, that resentment would come to a head again because now Loki wouldn’t even be the next in line to rule after Thor.

When Loki had come to meet the twins it was the first time I’d ever seen her presenting as a woman. She was so beautiful dressed in a green and gold gown and when Thor placed Pietro into her arms, all concerns that she’d ever be a risk to those children melted away immediately. She looked so maternal with him in her arms. Almost as if motherhood was part of her divinity.

“Hello, child,” she cooed. “I’m your aunt. You’re not always going to have an easy life. Your sister is heir to a throne and she’s likely to be very powerful. But don’t worry. I’ll always be here for you. I know what it’s like to have a sibling that is difficult to stand in the shadow of. Perhaps I can teach you magic someday. Would you like that?”

She flicked her fingers over Pietro’s head and green light danced on her fingertips. Pietro cooed and reached for them, completely mesmerized by the light.

While Pietro was her favorite, she’d loved Riley just as strongly, and even though the twins didn’t get to see Loki constantly, it was enough that they soon learned that their aunt was often their uncle, and they were always excited when they visited. Often when Thor returned home to us, after the twins had gotten their cuddles from their father, the first thing they asked was ‘Where’s Loki?”

Loki met Rebecca, Sarah, Rose, and Eddie at the same time. This time he came and stayed with us at the tower for a few months. He was so excited to meet the new clan, though Pietro was still the favored one. We’d been a little worried about Loki staying for so long. He did get bored easily and not everyone had fully forgiven Thor’s brother for his past transgressions. Clint’s grudge in particular ran very deep. I understood that - Loki had made Clint kill friends. People who he knew. People who had family.

We had once again been proven wrong. Not that Loki didn’t get bored and cause trouble. He did. A god of mischief has to mischief. His pranks were all on the harmless side and mostly he was a blessing to have around. He helped change diapers. He would take Riley and Pietro to and from school. The thing is, Loki is also the god of stories, and each night during that visit he would weave these amazing tales for Riley and Pietro that would even keep many of us adults enthralled.

I think by the time Billy was born, Loki was starting to think we were maybe breeding a little much. He didn’t come down to visit right away, and in fact, he didn’t meet Billy until we brought the kids to Asgard when he was six months old.

Loki had met us on the Rainbow Bridge and after being set upon by Riley and Pietro, he came over to Wanda who was trying to soothe Billy after the trip through the Bifrost.

“Where is the new addition to the family?” he asked.

“He’s here,” Wanda said, showing Loki the little crying bundle in her arms. Loki looked down at Riley and rolled his eyes. “Your parents like making new Midgardians, don’t they?”

She giggled and nodded. “I got so many brothers and sisters,” she said.

“I thought having one brother was too many,” Loki said, making her break down into hysterical laughter.

He moved in closer to Billy and caressed a finger down his cheek. “Oh, I know. It’s a big scary universe and you’re just learning how big and scary it can be.”

He raised an eyebrow and looked up at Wanda. “He’s full of magic. Do you feel that?”

She smiled and nodded. “I can. I might need your help teaching him.”

The corner of Loki’s lips twitched up for a moment and he tickled Billy’s tummy. “Well, little one, it sounds like we will be working together. That will be fun won’t it?”

Loki was there when Tommy was born. We had so many kids by that point that even with the nannies, we wanted to have a backup on delivery day. She came down while Natasha was sleeping and was the first person who was not a part of the polycule. She sat for so long just gazing down into Tommy’s eyes, and when Tommy’s tiny little hand closed around her finger, for a split second I was sure I saw her eyes prick with tears.

When we decided to have Mar, I think Loki thought we were all done. He came to see us when Mar was just a few weeks old. Looking back on it now, I wonder if Loki could sense something in them even back then. Loki never referred to Mar as a girl or used the pronouns she or her. It was always child and they/them. Maybe there was something deep in Loki’s magic and identity that like recognized like. Or maybe that’s just how Loki addressed all the children and I just didn’t notice with the others. Either way, he was smitten once again, and once again, he had a nibbling that adored him.

Thor poured Loki a glass of wine and offered it to him. “It is a rare day when we are both off.”

“It has been a while,” Loki agreed, waving away the glass. I could see why. His hands were full and there was no way he’d put down one of the children before they were ready. “But do not think I plan to spend the day reminiscing with you about the good old days.”

“I would never dare,” Thor joked.

“God, how is it that all our children just adore you?” I asked as I watched the twins both start to settle and lay in against their uncle, looking like they were about to fall asleep.

“They do have good taste,” he said.

“So people that like you have good taste?” I asked.

Loki rolled his eyes. “Nice try, Elise,” he teased. “But I said that people that adore me have good taste. Do you adore me, Elise? Are you completely infatuated with me?”

I started giggling. “Maybe?”

“Oh, do you hear that brother? Your dear wife is completely smitten. How hard it will be for me not to steal her away from you,” he teased.

Thor laughed loudly. “That will be a shame. But - at least she will be staying within the family.”

I lost it completely, leaning into Thor as I hid my face. “Oh no, she seeks comfort in my brother for I have scorned her. A tale worthy of the ages,” Loki teased, making me laugh even louder, my sides hurting.

“Do not worry, brother. As soon as I bed her, I’ll have her forgetting all about you,” Thor joked.

Loki grimaced and shook his head. “I did not need to hear that,” Loki said. “Be away with you both.”

“Hey! We were here first!” I argued.

“Yes, but I am currently covered in small sleeping children and you are not,” he said. “So you’ll need to leave.”

We didn’t move, obviously assuming it was part of the joke but Loki waved us away. “I mean it. I have these two. I’ll bring them back when they wake. Go and bed your wife.”

Thor titled his head. “Are you sure? We don’t mind keeping you company.”

He shook his head. “You know how I feel about company. Go. I’ll bring them back to you when they wake.”

I leaned over and kissed both Nova and Thour on the forehead. “Thank you, Loki.”

“You can owe me a favor,” he teased.

“Oh gods,” I laughed as I stood with Thor, making Loki laugh as well.

I collected up Sanguine as Thor picked up Mjolnir and the two of us headed back into the palace.

“It feels a little strange to bed you at the whim of my brother,” Thor said as we strolled back to our living quarters.

“Is that going to stop you from doing it?” I asked, looking up at him.

“Oh norns, no,” he said. “We should take advantage of the moment while we have it.”

I laughed and leaned up and kissed him, and he took the opportunity to scoop me up into his arms. I squealed and laughed as he carried me straight to our bedroom, climbing the stairs to our oversized bed and laying me down on the mattress. Thor started to slowly undress as he looked down at me, pulling on different drawstrings and unclasping buckles. I simply pulled on one tie and my gown fell open, the fabric spilling out around me.

He licked his lips as he threw his tunic aside, exposing his muscular chest. I met his eyes and slowly ran my palm down my body and between my legs, fingering my clit as I looked up at him. “Mmm that’s it, my life,” he purred. “Just like that. Show me how you pleasure yourself.”

I moaned and my head dropped back as I focused on the warm tingle that was slowly spreading through me from my cunt. “Look at me, my queen.”

I opened my eyes. He stood above me, watching me through darkened eyes. He opened his pants and pushed them down. His cock sprung up, thick and hard, pressing straight up against his belly. He wrapped his hand around his shaft and slowly started pumping it. A bead of precome formed on the head and I licked my lips, picturing how it must taste.

He sank to his knees and crawled up over me. I spread my legs, welcoming him between them, and wrapped my arms around his shoulders, pulling him down into a kiss.

He slid the head of his cock up and down my slit. It pulsed against my clit sending shivers through time, and I arched my back, trying to angle my hips so he’d push into me.

Thor was in no hurry. If the tip of his cock caught at my entrance he would pull back and slide past it, teasing my clit once more. I whined needing, squirming under him.

He broke the kiss and pressed his forehead against mine. “My poor needy lover. Am I taking too long?”

“Yes,” I whined. “I want you inside me.”

He changed the angle of his hips and with one smooth stroke, he entered me. I moaned as my cunt stretched to take him, and I lifted my knees so he could go as deep as possible.

He didn’t give me time to adjust but he also didn’t rush things. Each roll of his hips was slow and measured, so his cock dragged down the ridges of my cunt, and the base rubbed against my clit. I kept trying to angle my hips so he would hit my g-spot, but he was just too big, it brushed past it, which sent shivers through me and was punctuated with a sting as he hit my cervix.

I wrapped myself around him and raked my nails down his back. I couldn’t get enough of him. I wanted him to touch all of me. For our bodies to meld together. I pulled him into another kiss. It was deep and slow, matching the pace of Thor’s hips. We were making love, even with the sting with each thrust, it was love-making at its best.

Pleasure spread through me like an electric current, making my skin prickle and my hair stand on end. It felt like the current was passing between us, merging us into one.

I rolled my hips to meet his, arching my back, and moaning into his lips. My orgasm built, coiling through me like a snake, starting at my toes and winding right up to the top of my head. It tightened all at once and I seized up under him as my orgasm came crashing through me.

Thor continued to thrust, fucking me through my orgasm, and when his hit, he shoved in deep and pulled back, roaring as he released inside me.

He rolled, pulling me on top of him so he could stay inside me longer. “How long do you think we have?” I asked.

He smiled up at me and ran his fingers through my hair. “I think he will give us just exactly as much time as we need. And then he’ll come in and make it seem as if he hated every second of it and that we owe him.”

I chuckled. “I mean, we kind of do.”

Thor laughed with me and rested his forehead against mine. “Don’t let him know we know,” he whispered and we both collapsed, laughing together.

~ END ~

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When skies are grey

Loki x female avenger! reader | PTSD, comfort, nothing too explicit

Tonight was one of those nights. Despite the mission earlier being a success, you couldn’t neglect that fact that it was through the skin of your teeth that you had managed to save the rest of the civilians. A moment too late and everything would have been different. You couldn’t forget the panicked faces of the children as you held up the rubble, Steve shouting orders as the rest of the team cooperated. Mere seconds later everything came tumbling down. Time, time was the enemy. Whilst everyone celebrated this win, you went to your room. You let the hot water soothe you, sinking into the bath as you closed your eyes only to open them quickly as the image of the innocent faces that hadn’t been so lucky in previous missions flooded you. Everyone said you were hero’s and yet you felt far from it. Only the alive could praise you, what about the dead? Did they think of you as a hero too?

You entered your bedroom, changing into a large top as you sat at your window, watching the heavens open as water fell freely from the skies. The rain was beautiful, cleansing, especially surrounded by the city lights that illuminated around casting an orange glow over everything. Despite the speed at which the water plummeted to the ground, you felt still. So still. The sound of the rain crashing on the windowsill was loud and yet everything sounded muted. Silent. This still moment of silent peace allowed you the freedom to cry, tears beginning to creep down your cheeks as you closed your eyes. Your lip trembled slightly, the faces reverberating through your head. You were supposed to be a hero and yet you felt far from it, completely villainous. More tears began streaming down your face until the sound of your door knocking brought you back to reality. You quickly opened your eyes, wiping your face profusely as you cleared your throat.

“Who is it?” You called, voice sounding higher than desired.

“It’s Loki, I brought you some pizza, you didn’t come to dinner.” He spoke from the other side.

Standing up, you made your way towards the door. Opening it, you were met by Loki who was holding a plate with a stack of different slices of pizza piled on top of it.

“Here you g—are you alright?” He asked, brows knitting slightly.

“I’m fine.” You lied, reaching out to take the plate but Loki held it back.

“You’ve been crying.” He observed, his tone quiet, almost sad.

“I said I’m fine.” You insisted.

“I don’t mean to pry but if you ever needed someone to talk to, I’d be more than welcome to listen.” He offered with a small smile as he handed you the plate. For a second, you considered his offer. No one knew this pain like Loki. Despite his callous and hard exterior, he felt the deepest out of the team. No one knew pain quite like Loki and that’s what made him the most feeling, the most sympathetic and to you, the most kind. Regardless, you didn’t want to burden him.

“I’m fine thank you.” You politely declined, taking the plate before closing the door.

After eating the pizza which Loki generously gave to you, you settled into bed, allowing the sounds of the passing rain soothe you. Sleep found you easily which was surprising. Your dreams however weren’t as pleasantly surprising. The faces. You began tossing and turning as your mind haunted you, dread consuming you. One hundred successful missions never made up for that one unsuccessful one. You began to sweat violently, your whimpers filling the room.

“Y/n.” Loki called, shaking you awake “I’m right here, you’re safe.” He soothed, wrapping his arms around you as he cradled you to his chest as you snuggled against him, willing yourself not to cry in your half conscious state.

“L-Loki?” You stuttered, pulling away from him.

“You’re okay now, I’m here. It was just a nightmare.” He spoke softly.

“I’m—sorry.” You sobbed.

“Hey, hey, take some deep breaths.” Loki prompted, inhaling and exhaling with you. The breathing did calm you, unfortunately. Once you were back to normal again, you assessed the situation. You were literally in your bed shaking after a nightmare that Loki had to wake you up from. Glancing at the clock, you saw that it was nearly three in the morning. Why was Loki even awake and how could he hear you? “I was walking past your room and heard you, I called your name but you didn’t answer but you sounded distressed so I came in.” He explained as if he could read your mind.

“Why are you even awake?” You asked him.

“Well” he sighed “I simply just couldn’t sleep plus I’m not a huge fan of the rain.” He answered with a light chuckle. You felt his chest vibrating against you with his movement and it hit you that you were still in his arms. “Again, I don’t mean to pry but if you want, I could stay with you tonight.” He offered “I’ll sleep on the floor.” He quickly added.

“I um—I’m fine.” You replied.

“Okay.” Loki smiled curtly before looking down at your hand which was clutching at his top tightly. You followed his gaze, near gasping when you saw the action, you hadn’t even realised you had done that. You quickly dropped your hand, embarrassment shrouding you.

“Um” Loki began, searching for the words “well if it’s okay with you, I’d enjoy the company. I’ll make a bed on the floor.” He said, beginning to retreat.

“No” you quickly stopped him, hand clutching his top again “you-you can sleep here.” You offered.

“Thank you.” He smiled, settling properly against your bed. You snuggled against him, inhaling. Strangely, Loki felt like home.

“Goodnight Loki.” You uttered.

“Goodnight my darling.” He spoke, kissing your hairline.

It is in fact 3AM and it’s raining so I thought I should write this little drabble thing😂

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Losing Control, Chapter 22

Emilia walked into class and did her best not to look at Loki. She knew she would blush instantly if she did, so she just kept her head down and went to her seat.

Loki couldn’t contain a big smirk when he saw her walk in. He reached into his pocket and ran his fingers over the control, his cock twitched at the thought of using it… But he was going to bide his time. Knowing she would be waiting for it to happen.

Emilia squirmed as she dared take a glance up at Loki once she was seated, he was looking at her intently, finger on his lips, waiting for everyone to come in and sit down.

Having the g spot and clit vibrator hidden within her knickers, just nestled against those two spots, was already tantalising enough and it wasn’t even on… Yet. That was down to Loki.

At first when he had brought the vibrator out to show her that morning, she had been dead set against it. Even though her face had flushed instantly at the thought. But Loki managed to sweet talk her into it, then before she knew it, he was getting her wet enough so he could insert it and make sure the outer part sat nice and snug against her clit.

Her knickers were already soaked through, just simply having the smooth vibrator in her and knowing what was to come when she got into Loki’s class… It wouldn’t take long to set her off, that she was sure of.

‘Right, settle down class.’ Loki shouted out firmly to everyone once all the students were seated.

But one or two were still chatting at the back.

‘QUIET!’ He roared at them, making half the class jump. Including Emilia, but also for another reason. As the vibrator came to life on medium setting, vibrating against her two sweet spots.

She clenched her thighs together tightly as she gasped quietly, but she found that made it worse, so she quickly parted them again a bit.

Loki hid his wicked grin as he could see her legs shaking underneath her desk. As he began talking about what they were going to be doing for that class, he turned the vibrations lower, calming Emilia’s racing heart down a little bit.

But she found the lower setting was actually worse, because it was like an annoying hum against her, not enough to get off on but more than enough to keep her riled up and on edge.

He kept her that way through most of the class. And he had to keep himself in check too, not wanting the whole class to see his own excitement bulging. So he remained behind his desk for the most part, but he did take a wander around the class while they were having an open discussion.

As he walked up the aisle towards Emilia, she began squirming on her chair just from the presence of him coming closer to her. So tall and intimidating, in his strict professor mode.

But as he drew closer, she felt the vibrations intensify, making her gasp as she flung her hand over her mouth and tried to cough to hide it.

Loki narrowed his eyes at her, but he had a slight smirk too that only she could see. ‘Are we alright, Miss Cooper? You look awfully flushed.’ He said, his tone concerned.

‘I… I’m fine… Sir.’ She said through slightly gritted teeth.

‘Are you sure? You haven’t got a temperature or anything?’ He then had the audacity to place his palm on her forehead, right in the middle of class on front of everyone.

His touch, even though innocent, was more than enough to make her stomach churn with butterflies.

‘I’m fine… It’s just this talk about Thor, is getting me a little hot and bothered. He was depicted as pretty buff after all.’ She used her hand to fan herself for a moment. Some other students chuckled and murmured in agreement.

She saw Loki’s jaw tick slightly as he narrowed his eyes at her. But one hand in his pocket, he suddenly turned the vibrations right up to high, almost causing her to leap off her chair.

‘Ants in your pants, Miss Cooper?’

She scowled at him as she gripped the table tightly. Luckily for her, the students weren’t really focusing much on her body language now. They were all busy thinking of what to say incase Laufeyson picked on them next.

‘I’m fine!’ She snarled at him quietly and tried to sink further down in her chair, but the vibrations were so strong… She was so close… ‘Actually… Sir. You’re right, I do feel a bit… hot. Can I go grab a drink?’ She only just managed to keep her composure to ask, but she knew she was going to cum soon. She wasn’t sure how long she could hold it off for.

‘No, you said yourself you’re fine. Now stop messing around and pay attention, class is almost over anyway.’ He said firmly, then continued walking around the class as he continued with the discussion.

‘Asshole.’ She cursed under her breath.

Just as she felt it, she was about to cum, the vibrations suddenly stopped. Making her breathe out deeply and shakily. She wiped her forehead that was a bit sweaty.

How the hell did he know when she was about to cum? She sometimes hated how well he could read her body, even at a distance in class when he was addressing his class, too.

On the one hand, she was glad she wasn’t forced to cum in the middle of class. But on the other hand, she was very annoyed and frustrated that she didn’t get to cum.

She looked around the class to see where Loki was now, as one of the students was talking. But she couldn’t see him, but then she suddenly felt shivers down her spine as he bumped her shoulder... With his crotch!

Emilia just froze and tried to remain still with a passive look on her face. But Loki could see how tense she was, just waiting…

But nothing came of it. Apart from Loki barking out at the class instructions for research over the weekend, while he was still right behind Emilia, making her jump again.

When the class ended, Loki said nothing about her staying behind. And before all the students were out of the class, others were already coming in for his next lesson. So, grumbling in frustration, she shot him a glare as she walked out of class, only getting a smirk in return as he chuckled under his breath.

He wasn’t even ten minutes into his next class, when he felt his phone buzz in his pocket. He had given instructions to the class, so he sat at his desk and took his phone out, using a book to hide it from the students.

E: You owe me an orgasm.

L: Are you texting in class?

E: No. Free period. In the library. Desperate to touch myself thanks to my asshole professor.

L: Watch your language, kitten. Or you will get nothing.

E: Can I go finish the job, please, Sir?

L: No. I told you this morning, no touching yourself.

E: But that was pure torture. And mean!

L: You know this remote has long distance.

E: How long?

L: Why don’t we find out.

Emilia almost screamed the library down when suddenly the vibrations were turned on high. She slammed her book shut, earning a glare from the librarian who was passing by her to put away some books.

‘Sorry.’ She tried to whisper to her, but it came out a little high pitched.

She bit down on her tongue and tried to focus on being quiet as she melted further into the chair.

L: Are you vibrating?

E: YES

Loki chuckled softly to himself and tried not to think about her getting pleasure in the library.

He toyed around the with the settings for a while, which only worked Emilia up and then slowly let her down again. And he repeated it, over and over again. Then he took pity on her when she sent him a picture of how soaked she was, that she had made a wet spot on the chair.

L: Cum for me, kitten. Let the vibrations consume you.

He didn’t receive a response, but he saw she had read his message.

But five minutes later, he got a reply.

E: Thank you, Sir.

L: You’re welcome, kitten.

Loki sighed in relief when he sat down on his chair in his office at the end of his lessons. It was just after lunch time and he was going to do some work there before heading home. He wasn’t sure what Emilia’s schedule was for the afternoon, he had a feeling she had some free time later.

He scooted in closer to his desk and his knee bumped something, startling him a bit. He ducked down to look and his eyebrows shot upwards when he found Emilia under the desk, grinning widely up at him.

‘Hi, Professor.’ She said innocently.

Loki leaned back in his chair and folded his arms over his chest. ‘What, exactly, are you doing under there, hmm?’

She fluttered her eyelashes at him and rested her chin on his knee. ‘I thought I could return the favour for the orgasm you let me have earlier.’ She sounded so innocent, though they both knew she was far from it.

‘Oh you did, did you?’ He hummed.

‘Mmm hmm.’ She nodded eagerly and licked her lips, then looked down at his crotch, which was already bulging just from the sight of her on her knees under his desk.

‘Do you not have any classes you’re supposed to be in right now?’ He asked as he started to unzip his trousers and he slid his chair in closer to his desk towards her.

‘Nope. I only had one other aside from yours today, but that’s just finished.’ She said as she swatted his hands out of the way so she could get his cock out quicker, desperate to have him in her mouth.

Loki chuckled at her eagerness. But just when she was about to wrap her lips around his semi-hard cock, he slipped a hand into her hair tightly and held her head steady.

‘How did you get in here, it was locked.’

She smirked up at him and winked. ‘I can be a thief too, you know. I assumed that spare little key in your kitchen drawer was for here.’

‘Minx.’ He growled then forced her mouth down on his cock.

She giggled around him, making him moan as he let his head fall back and closed his eyes, just enjoying her mouth around him.

Emilia took her time sucking him, lavishing her tongue all around him and sucking him deep. She always made sure her mouth was as wet as possible, making it perfect for him. Now and then she would drag her teeth along him too, exciting him more, but she was always careful not to bite him.

They both jumped when there was a knock on Loki’s office door.

‘Nghh. Fuck. Emilia, stay quiet.’ He reached under and pulled her off his cock with a pop. She licked her lips and sat back on her heels.

Loki straightened and pulled himself in flush to the desk. It was a little cramped for Emilia, but she couldn’t stop staring at his hard cock right on front of her face, she could smell him. So manly…

‘Professor Laufeyson?’ A student said as she popped her head round when he called for her to enter.

‘Miss Stanton. What can I do for you?’ He asked with a nice smile.

She blushed, as most did around him. ‘I… I was wondering if you had five minutes, I have some questions about the weekend’s homework?’

‘Of course. Take a seat.’ Loki motioned to the seat opposite his desk.

She smiled brightly and hopped over to the seat.

Emilia rolled her eyes from under the desk. Miss Stanton, or Jessie, as she was called, had a crush on Laufeyson. As practically everyone did, but Emilia often overheard her saying how she was going to get him to fuck her and fall in love with her.

She had told Loki about it before, he had only chuckled in response.

Well, he’s mine. Emilia thought as she stuck her tongue out and very slowly licked up the entire length of his cock.

Loki stiffened his seat, and his eyes widened slightly. He coughed to clear his throat and to stop himself from making a noise as he tried to listen to Jessie’s questions. While also putting a hand down to try and swat her away, but she ignored it.

Emilia smirked and took the tip of him back into her mouth, swirling her tongue around him, then slowly she took him deeper and deeper down her throat, relaxing her jaw completely and breathing through her nose.

Loki groaned from deep within and he coughed again.

‘Are you ok, Professor?’ Jessie asked, looking at him funnily.

‘Yes, thank you… Just feeling a little off today, is all. Think I’m coming down with something. So let’s keep this short.’ He said confidently. Which wasn’t easy because Emilia slipped her hand into his trousers and started fondling his balls at the same time, a move that always drove him wild.

He bit his inner cheek and quickly answered the questions that Jessie had.

‘Thanks for coming, Miss Stanton. Any other questions, you know where to find me.’ He said kindly, with a very strained smile.

Jessie nodded and seemed a bit confused at his behaviour, but she thanked him and then headed out of his office.

Loki slumped back with a groan as soon as she was out of the room. He looked under the desk to see Emilia bobbing up and down on his cock, looking far too pleased with herself.

‘Get up here, you naughty naughty kitten.’ He growled and grabbed her hair, forcefully pulling her up.

She giggled as he turned her around and forced her down over his desk, he flipped her skirt up and just tugged her knickers to the side. She still had the vibe in, he pulled it out and tossed it to the side of his desk, then he replaced it with his cock.

He brutally fucked her on his desk, and Emilia wasn’t complaining at all. It didn’t take long for them both to find their release.

Afterwards, once she had tidied herself up and gotten a kiss from her professor, Emilia was heading out of the building when she stopped by Jessie and some of Jessie’s friends.

‘He was acting very weird, like he was aroused or something. I bet he was masturbating before I went in, thinking about me. And having me there just sent him wild without even touching himself.’ She giggled like a maniac.

Emilia leaned over to her. ‘I actually just saw a woman leaving his office, he gave her a kiss too. It’s been suspected for a while that he’s got a girlfriend. I wouldn’t be surprised if she was under the desk blowing him off when you were there.’ Emilia said casually and shrugged, then walked off.

Jessie had the look of utter betrayal on her face upon hearing that. Because she didn’t have any reason not to believe Emilia, why would she, a fellow classmate. Her dreams shattered.

Emilia just walked down the path with a big smug grin plastered on her face.

#Loki #Tom Hiddleston #losing control #professor Loki #Loki x OFC

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thecaptainsgingersnap · 10 months

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😘 + Roni?

Little Spark (Tony Stark)

Doll (Steve Rogers)

Darling (Peggy Carter)

Junior Mint (James Rhodes)

Hot Stuff (Clint Barton, Peter Maximoff)

Fireball (Alex Summers)

Lady Veronica (Thor, Loki)

Half Pint (Bucky Barnes)

Aunt Roni (Morgan Stark, Peter Parker, Harley Keener, Cooper Lila and Nate Barton)

Ma Petit Flamme (Remy LeBeau)

I feel like I'm forgetting somebody but oh well

#Roni Stark

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aburningpotathoe · 2 years

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EVERYTHING WE KNOW ABOUT THE MCU PHASE 5 (SDCC)

Soo theres a lot to discuss, lets get going shall we

Idk if the Guardians christmas special is still happening/is canon/is a part of phase 5, finishing phase 4 on black panther makes a lot of sense but at the same time, starting the next phase with a special doesn't

Ant-Man and the Wasp: Quantumania

This movie will see the main group of heroes travel into the quantum realm and battle Kang

We dont know if Ghost (Hannah John-Kamen) and Jimmy Woo (Randall Park) are returning (please give us some news about ghost homegirl has been waiting for them to return from the quantum realm for 5 years)

Kang (Jonathan Majors) is set to appear and to have some very cold lines about fighting the avengers in other universes

"Have i killed you before?" that's an amazing line right there yup

Modok will appear, however his appearance will be more metallic rather than the human face he has in the comic probably to avoid an uncanny valley moment (*cough * strange's 3rd eye)

Cassie Lang (Cathryn Newton) will appear as stinger. Her relationship with Scott Lang (Paul Rudd) will be explored as they struggle to connect given that Scott didn't see her grow up. (Paul Rudd seems to have debunked the rumor that Scott will be rich and famous and that will make him loose touch with his daughter, however, the rumor that he published a book has been confirmed)

There are rumors that Scott will die in this movie (pls stop)

The director also teased some unexpected cameos, and said the movie will change the MCU as a whole

Secret Invasion

Maria Hill (Cobie Smulders) is confirmed to return (slay) as well as Rhodey (big slay)

QUAKE (CHLOE FRICKING BENNET) is rumored to return (chloe liked some twitter posts about her being in secret invasion and she is rumored to have signed a contract with marvel)

The series is rumored to be a political espionnage thriller with the same vibes as The Winter Soldier

We dont know how much of the Kree-Skrull war we will get to see as the series will likely be mostly set on earth

Guardians of The Galaxy Vol.3

This film is 'the end of the guardians era' for James Gunn, its likely the last Guardians movie HOWEVER that doesnt mean they will all die and cant appear in future projects

Drax (Dave Bautista) is rumored to die however (hot take: i don't really care about him and i never found him that funny)

The movie will have the High Evolutionary (Chukwudi Iwuji) as one of its villains, and we will probably see how he experimented on Rocket Racoon (Bradley Cooper)

Baby Rocket is also there!!!!!

Adam Warlock (Will Poulter) will return and is rumored to have Goldenish skin

No trailer yet because the VFX isnt finished (that feels like a jab at the cgi quality hate the mcu is getting)

Gamora (Zoe Saldana) is rumored to join the ravagers and be as angsty as ever with Star-Lord (Chris Pratt)

Echo

This will be the first MCU-street level series (if you dont count Hawkeye because meh). It will likely be a setup of the mcu street level world so that they dont have to explain it in the Daredevil Series, i just hope the pacing will be ok and not just 6 hours of exposition about this reality

Echo (Alaqua Cox) will obviously return, but so will Daredevil, in his black suit (!!). It is very likely that Kingpin (Vincent D'Onofrio) will also return, given that he was shot by echo in the Hawkeye finale.

Daredevil is rumored to be looking for an old ally, that is rumored to be my baby Jessica Jones (Krysten Ritter, marvel if you recast her i sWEAR-)

Loki season 2

Loki (Tom Hiddleston) and Sylvie (Sophia di Martino) will return and will be working at McDondald's (???) according to set photos (???)

Part of the show will be set in the seventies as a Bollywood poster featuring Kingo (Kumail Nanjiani) from that town is shown in set photos

Kang will probably appear given that he seems to have took over the TVA at the end of season 1

Mobius (Owen Wilson) will most likely be back

The Marvels

We will see light of my life Kamala Khan (Iman Vellani) again

Nick Fury (Samuel L. Jackson) will most likely appear, following his appearance in secret invasion

Part of the movie is rumored to be a musical (why) as the characters end up in a planet where everyone sings. Carol (Brie Larson) is rumored to be married to this planets' leader (queen?) in a very killing eve-esque way

A scene is rumored to be a ship containing Humans, Skrulls and Flurkens (space cats!!!) being attacked (likely by Krees) and the cats gettinf people to safety

We will likely see the Kree empire again

Blade

Oooh another fun project i dont really know what to expect but it will likely be a street-level movie.

Mahershala Ali is rumored to play Blade (big yes), this is his second Marvel role after playing Cottonmouth in Netflix's Luke Cage

Anthony Starr (Homelander from the Boys) is rumored to star as Dracula

Dane Whittman (Kit Harrington) will likely star as the Black Knight after the Eternals post-credit scene featured him with the black sword adn Blade's voice

We might get a Werewolf by night (Gael Garcia Bernal) cameo (if the Halloween special is still a thing) or even a Moon Knight (Oscar Isaac) one (please marvel let me see my emotional support Dilf again)

Ironheart

Nothing much is known about the project, other than it will be centered around Riri Williams (Dominique Thorne), that will appear beforehand in Wakanda Forever

There is a rumor that Obadiah Stane's son will appear

The show might revolve around the stole stark tech mentioned in No Way Home

Agatha: Coven of Chaos

The series was renamed (previously titled house of Harkness), we will likely see other witches given the title

They might be teasing Wanda's return (please!!!!!!) as she is the only Chaos Magic wielder in the mcu

The curse Wanda (Elizabeth Olsen) put on Agatha (Kathryn Hanh) will most likely be broken after Wanda's DeAtH in MoM

Maybe we get some more information on Ralf Bohner (Evan Peters) or smt because his character in WandaVision was pointless

MePhIsTo.. no but maybe Chton??? since they changed the title to include the world Chaos

Daredevil: Born Again

The series will be 18 episodes long and most likely TV-MA (pls marvel)

Matt Murdock and Wilson Fisk will return, and so will Karen Page (Deborah Ann Woll) and Foggy Nelson (Elden Henson) most likely

The Punisher is set to return

If the Echo rumors about Jessica Jones are true, she might appear here too

If were lucky we get all of the defenders or even Claire (Rosario Dawson)

It is unclear wether this series will be the fourth season of the original, however it will probably be a soft reboot (the og series still happened so they dont have to explain character motivations and stuff but it wont be referenced

Captain America: New World Order

SAM WILSON (ANTHONY MACKIE) IS CAP, STEVE IS EITHER DECOMPOSING OR ON DEATHBED STOP SAYING HE WILL RETURN AS CAP IT FEELS RACIALLY MOTIVATED

oh and also no bucky (Sebastian Stan) will not be the next cap

he will be in this film tho, most likely and people are speculating wether he will die (i would die with him)

the title is the same as the first episode of The Falcon and the Winter Soldier

Isaiah Bradley (Carl Lumbly) and his nephew (Elijah Richardson) might return (pls), as well as John Walker (Wyatt Russell) and Zemo (Daniel Bruhl)

Idk why but i feel like this movie will setup the Thunderbolts, like maybe the government realize that a superhearo is more of a PR stunt that someone they cand send on possibly comprosmizing missions, which leads to the cration of this villain team

THUNDERBOLTS

Most likely we will get a tribute to William Hurt (Thaddeus Ross) given he passed away recently

Given that fact, Zemo will most likely be the leader of the team

This basically Marvel's suicide squad so i hope they manage to make the movie different enough

Valentina Allegra (Julia Louis-Dreyfus) will most likely be the one to put the team together and recruit agents.

Yelena (Florence Pugh), Bucky, Abomination (Tim Roth) and Ghost are all likely on the team

Especially ghost because i feel like they put her in Marvel Zombies out of nowhere to remind us of her existence since she wont have a major role in Quantumania

Some characters that are yet to be introduced will be in this movie

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Loki headcanons!

I always think of Asgard having not too many culinary options for some reason, so he likes the variety on Earth and other planets

he keeps procrastinating figuring out how to show his Jotun appearance. like, he gets that's an important thing he should probably figure out in case he needs Jotun skills, but he just keeps procrastinating it because he still doesn't want to admit that he is Jotun for real and he is scared to see what he looks like as a Jotun

he can't fall asleep in many positions. only curled up on his side or on his stomach (depending on mood). preferably on a bed, but can be done on the floor or a couch/table or something. if he falls asleep in any other position (flat on his back, sitting up, etc), it means he's extremely sleep deprived and just passed out from exhaustion

as a child he had a nightlight that looked suspiciously like the Tesseract

when he lost the bet to Thor, he was only supposed to flirt with a pretty lady because Thor knows he never went on dates. and Loki came up with the rest of the DB Cooper stuff on his own. he sandwiched the flirting with having fun so that it would be bearable. Thor was cool with it as long as Loki did flirt. Thor had Heimdall watching to make sure Loki actually did flirt with someone (the flight attendant)

Loki's favorite Disney movies would be Encanto and Coco because they both have family drama that resolves well (unlike what happened with him)

he has taken university classes on Norse mythology and purposely did bad because the professors were all wrong

he likes classical music, particularly Bach, Mozart, and Tchaikovsky.

he has a thing for hot chocolate. chocolate isn't common on Asgard, so he already is a chocolate fan. but putting it in hot water? makes it so good.

at some point someone made a joke about him looking like Thomas Sharpe and both him and Thomas have rough sibling relationships

if he ever fell in love with someone who wasn't Asgardian, he would 100% elope. Odin isn't going to approve of the marriage, but Loki could not care in the slightest. Coulson officiates the wedding

Loki would bring his non-Asgardian lover something from Asgard they can carry around (jewelry or something along those lines probably) for them to have something to remind them of him when he has to be on Asgard. and he would bring something similar from their planet with him too

he loves kitties

he sleeps with a lot of blankets or a weighted blanket. the weight helps him feel safer when he sleeps

when he came to Earth he tried sleeping in sweatpants and a T-shirt because that's what humans do a lot. now he can't go back to wearing what Asgardians had. silk is nice and all, but fleece just feels so much more cozy and welcoming

he learns how to sew just to sew pockets into one of his friend's dresses because how dare women never have pockets!

someone introduces him to ATLA, beginning the ATLA obsession and love for Zuko

he buys a bunch of A&W root beer and tells the W3 that it's popular Midgardian beer. and somehow since they think they're drinking alcohol, they have a psychosomatic reaction or something and start acting drunk, which is hilarious

he finds that lying down on the floor alone can solve lots of problems (like thinking everyone hates him. no, he just needed some rest)

he starts a black market trade in Asgard for Midgardian candy because ours is better (more sugary, rather)

favor

#loki laufeyson #thanks for the ask!

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A Truth Universally Acknowledged

Pairing: Loki x Original Female Character, Tony Stark x Pepper Potts, Thor x Jane Foster

Summary: After a long period away from home, Collins returns to work at the Avengers Tower where she meets their newest guest. He's certainly charming and handsome, but she can't shake the feeling that everyone is hiding something from her when it comes to him.

After the events of the Convergence, Loki is finally given a second chance to redeem himself by Odin's favorite method of dealing with unruly sons: banishment to Midgard. Sometimes, he'd rather be sent back to isolation on Asgard than deal with Stark and his lackeys. But the pretty little PA that stumbles into his parlor is a welcome distraction.

At the very least, he can use her to rile up the Avengers.

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“I’m Collins Cunningham, Miss Potts’ assistant. I haven’t heard any news about a guest in the Tower, Mister…”

“Cooper. Damos Cooper.”

“Mister Cooper.”

“It is an honor to make the acquaintance of a lady as lovely as yourself, my dear.”

Contents: Secret Identity, Fluff, Romance, Soft, Gentleman!Loki, Pre-Age of Ultron, Flirting, Slow Burn

Chapter One, Chapter Two, Chapter Three, Chapter Four, Chapter Five, Chapter Six, Chapter Seven, Chapter Eight, Chapter Nine, Chapter Ten, Chapter Eleven, Chapter Twelve, Chapter Thirteen, Chapter Fourteen, Chapter Fifteen, Chapter Sixteen, Chapter Seventeen, Chapter Eighteen, Chapter Nineteen, Chapter Twenty, Chapter Twenty-One, Chapter Twenty-Two, Chapter Twenty-Three, Chapter Twenty-Four, Chapter Twenty-Five, Epilogue

Summer in New York was much more bearable than summer in Alabama. It was warmer than one could expect with it being an upper state. But that could be attributed to the masses of people moving in the streets. It was still hot, humid and generally a miserable state of summer heat. At least the mosquitoes weren’t biting like tiny little vampires like they would in Atlanta.

Collins grinned at the sight of the city laid out before her. She liked to admire the hustle and bustle of the tiny cars and people floors and floors below her. She didn’t often watch the city from the penthouse floors and took the chance whenever she came up.

The windows were larger and the floor itself was brighter and more open.

She usually attributed that to Tony’s alter-ego as Iron Man and the need to escape at a moments’ notice. He sometimes had good reason. Most of the time he was avoiding paperwork.

The open concept would work well for the newest residents of the Tower, in particular: a certain giant Asgardian called Thor.

Collins had yet to meet him, but she and Pepper had seen the footage and knew of his ability to fly. It was interesting to see. It seemed less like flying and more like riding on the momentum from flinging his hammer.

She had to admit, she was eager to meet the rest of the Avengers.

Collins peeked around the corner of the entryway after she stepped off of the elevator. She couldn’t see anyone lingering around the couch or the bar; she could see no further into the living space due to the angle.

“Hello?” she called out, moving further into the room. “Anyone home?”

“Hello.” an unfamiliar voice greeted her in return. They sounded English. Collins jumped and looked at the far corner to find a man scrutinizing presence. “It would seem that I am the only one present today.”

He was tall. Collins could see that even as he sat down, all long legs and a lithe torso encased in a lovely gray suit. He wore a small, half-smile as he looked over Collins and she found his jade green eyes captivating. He had sharp cheekbones, softened by long black hair that fell in waves around his shoulders. There was a hint of laugh lines around his eyes that made the intensity of them more bearable. The features all worked well together to give the man a very handsome face.

The man set his book to the side and rose from his chair. He buttoned his suit jacket as he stepped closer to Collins with a courteous nod.

Her jaw clacked shut as she realized she had been staring and she hurried forward herself.

“Oh, excuse me. I didn’t realize there was someone in here. Are you a guest of Mister Stark’s?” she said breathlessly, trying to compose herself. She was no longer used to being charmed by handsome men after so many Stark Parties, but this one had stolen her breath away in an instant. Collins felt caught off guard.

“A guest?” he chuckled with a small grin. The laugh lines around his eyes crinkled attractively. “I suppose you could say that. I’m afraid we haven’t had the pleasure of meeting yet.”

“I’m Collins Cunningham, Miss Potts’ assistant. I haven’t heard any news about a guest in the Tower, Mister…” Collins offered the man a polite smile of her own and her hand.

“Cooper. Damos Cooper.”

“Mister Cooper.”

He caught her off guard yet again when he accepted her hand, turning her wrist gently and lifting her knuckles to his lips. His hand was cool and smooth. There was a hint of calluses there to suggest he worked with his hands and Collins felt a brief flash of panic at the thought of her own hand being sweaty with nerves.

She was glad she always took her grandmother’s advice to dab perfume on her wrists in a case such as this.

“It is an honor to make the acquaintance of a lady as lovely as yourself, my dear.”

“O-oh! Um, the pleasure is all mine…” Collins stuttered, a pink blush spreading down her throat. She cleared her throat in an attempt to regain some composure. “I hope you don’t mind, but I have to double check your clearance with JARVIS. It’s a safety precaution we all have to go through. You understand, yes?”

She firmed her voice and frowned as she met his eye. Stark Industries and the household itself had been through too much in recent years for anyone to take chances with strangers. No one wanted to move again because of another explosion.

“Of course, you can’t have anyone just wandering in off the street here.” Mister Cooper smiled benevolently and released her hand. He took a step back and held out an arm to usher her further into the room.

“I appreciate your understanding.” Collins nodded in appreciation and glanced up at the ceiling. “JARVIS, confirmation of identity, please?”

The AI didn’t respond.

“... JARVIS?” she tried again. An uneasy feeling settled in the pit of her stomach. Collins glanced over at Mister Cooper suspiciously. Her fingers lingered over the wristwatch she wore. There was a taser feature hidden in the Stark Tech that might give her time to get away if she required it.

Mister Cooper glanced at the ceiling as well. He raised his eyebrows and turned to Collins with interest.

She couldn’t get a read on him and clenched her jaw to hide a frown. He had the innocent look down pat if he was involved in JARVIS’ silence.

“My apologies, Miss Cunningham.” JARVIS’ cool tone sounded around them. Some of the tension released from Collins’ shoulders. “Mister Cooper is indeed a guest of Mister Stark’s. He has access to the amenities in the living quarters.”

Collins smiled at the ceiling despite knowing that the AI wasn’t located there. It was more of a habit than anything. “Thank you.”

“You’re welcome, Miss Cunningham.”

“Well, Mister Cooper,” Collins breathed deeply and smiled again. “Like I said - I’m Miss Potts’ personal assistant and part of that extends to managing some of the Avengers’ needs. As Mister Stark’s guest and a guest of the Tower, I’d like to also extend those services to you. Please let me know if there’s anything I can do to make your stay with us more pleasant.”

“My dear, you have already made my stay more pleasant by being here.” Mister Cooper’s eyes crinkled at the corners again. He stepped closer with an inclination of his head and leaned closer like he was divulging a secret. “I’m afraid the company I’ve been subjected to so far has been less than… courteous.”

“Oh, my.” Collins squeaked and felt like she could kick herself for it. She was no simpering college student anymore. She tried her best to meet that luminous green gaze head on. “You flatter me, sir. But I’m sorry to hear your stay has been lacking. I could speak to someone and see if there’s been some misunderstandings from your hosts?”

It was concerning to hear that a guest of Mister Stark’s was finding their stay disagreeable. Most guests in the Tower were usually close to Tony Stark himself. Collins wasn’t sure what the relationship between the two was, but JARVIS had confirmed that Mister Cooper was a guest with access to the comforts of home, as were the Avengers. That had to count for something.

Mister Cooper grinned and moved to speak again, but was cut off before he could speak.

Collins heard the elevator open and a burst of noise accompanied it.

She smiled at the familiar voice and stepped away from Mister Cooper to turn to greet their arrivals.

“Hey, Eliza Doolittle! Good to see you back!” Mister Stark exclaimed joyfully as he strode into the room, a tall blonde at his side that wasn’t Pepper for once. He raised his brows at the sight of Mister Cooper at her back and his smile became a bit fixed.

Collins blinked in surprise and resisted the urge to look over her shoulder at the man.

Perhaps they weren’t friends after all.

“Mister Stark. It’s good to be back. Your investors are stubborn and are terrible company.” She teased and moved forward to accept a hug when he opened his arms to her.

Collins was no stranger to Mister Stark’s reputation as a womanizer. Yet, she had spent enough time with him and Pepper to know the man was gone for his CEO. She had been there for the aftermath of the Battle of New York and the disastrous Christmas with the Mandarin, though she had been on leave for the majority of the latter. Her mother had nearly been destroyed by the news over the attack on the Malibu mansion. She begged Collins to find a new job, but Collins was quick to return to Pepper’s side to help her recover from the ordeal.

Pepper was like family and Collins considered Mister Stark a brother-in-law she approved of and treated him as such. The company may have his name, but she didn’t work for him.

Besides, he could have been her father with their similar features and the age gap between them.

Mister Stark flirting with her was unthinkable.

“Why do you think I stepped back and let Pepper take over? She’s better at handling those blockheads anyway.” Mister Stark patted her on the back. He threw an arm over her shoulder and dragged her around to face the blond he came with. “Have you met Point Break here? He’s new to town!”

“Hello, Mister Thor.” Collins smiled sweetly and offered the man her hand. He seemed familiar enough with Earth and American customs and shook it easily. “It’s nice to meet you. It seems like Mister Stark’s already got you settled in if he’s giving out nicknames.”

Thor grinned down at her, looking like sunshine personified. His eyes were the bluest she’d ever seen and he had masses of golden blond hair and more muscles than she had ever seen on a person.

And she grew up with country boys.

It was no wonder he was popular with the ladies.

“Then can I assume, Doolittle isn’t your true name, my lady?”

“It’s a joke Mister Stark thinks is clever.” She threw Mister Stark a pointed look that he ignored. “Collins Cunningham, at your service. Please let me know if Mister Stark becomes too troublesome for you and I’ll let Miss Potts know - he’s afraid of her. That goes for you too, Mister Cooper.”

She smiled over her shoulder at Mister Cooper, but faltered when she saw his expression had closed off and become cold. The lines in his face had smoothed out and left him like marble, his skin pale enough to render him a statue as he watched their little group.

Even the green of his eyes seemed darker and less welcoming.

“Cooper…” Mister Stark stared at the man like he was a snake in his bed. He frowned and tugged Collins closer. He turned to her, pouting. “I am not afraid of Pepper! I just have some common sense.”

“Now that is a surprise.” she said dryly.

“You hurt me, Doolittle!” Mister Stark claimed dramatically and laid a hand over his arc reactor. He threw a nasty look at Mister Collins. “Anyway, Rock of Ages, don’t you have anything better to do than harass my employees?”

Collins gaped at the blatant animosity radiating off of the man. Thor looked similarly discomforted and was watching Mister Cooper closely.

Mister Cooper himself looked tense. A muscle in his sharp jaw clenched and he crossed his arms defensively.

“He hasn’t been a bother at all-” Collins tried to protest. Now she understood why Mister Cooper was displeased with his stay.

He cut her off with a glance, the ice in his eyes startling.

“It’s quite alright, Miss Cunningham.” Mister Cooper simpered. His face twisted into a smile of contempt. “I don’t care much for Stark’s company.”

Collins watched with dismay as Mister Cooper nodded at her cordially. He turned without a backwards glance to leave the room, moving like a predator. He stalked away with quick, rolling strides and took the warm atmosphere of the room with him.

“Lady Cunningham.” Thor cleared his throat and offered Collins a nod as well. “No worries, I shall see to… Mister Cooper. Farewell.”

Collins brow furrowed.

Why did they say his name like that?

“Oh, good-bye then, Mister Thor.” she offered awkwardly.

He seemed to sympathize with her and gave her a pitying look. “Just Thor, my lady.”

“Then you can call me Collins.”

“Lady Collins.”

Collins couldn’t help a quiet laugh at his stubbornness. “Close enough, I suppose.”

She watched him go silently before slipping out from beneath Mister Stark’s arm. She gave him a look of concern and nodded after their guests.

“Mister Stark, is everything alright here?”

“As well as it can be with an alien in the house!” Mister Stark exclaimed after a moment of hesitation. He ushered her towards the elevator and that wonderful cityscape she had been admiring moments before. “But anyway, kiddo, I’m sure there’s been some paperwork piling up while you and Pep have been outta town. Anything need my signature? I’ve got some spare time on my hands since Cap’s looking for me and I gotta say, I’d rather waste time on filing than listening to him drone on and on.”

Collins nearly tripped over her own feet. She didn’t know what was more surprising.

The fact that they had a literal historical artifact living in the building or Mister Stark’s sudden urge to actually do work outside of his lab?

She wondered if he’d hit his head on a mission.

“Captain America is staying in the Tower now, too? You oughta warn a girl first, Mister Stark.” Collins tried to joke. She worried that she’d run into the Captain and be unable to resist the urge to salute. Or groan in despair at the memory of all the videos she’d been subjected to throughout her school years.

“I didn’t send a memo? Ah, well I can tell you all about it while we head over to your office. Is Pepper in today?” Mister Stark asked lightly.

Collins looked at him with bewilderment.

He was acting off-kilter. Pepper had called him that morning about some documents. That aside, she was his girlfriend - he was terrible about bugging her throughout the day in an attempt to distract her into giving him attention.

He was like a cat in that regard.

“She is.” They reached the elevator and Collins watched Mister Stark as he hit the call button. She couldn’t hold her curiosity any longer. “…if you don’t mind my asking, is Mister Cooper a friend of yours or a business guest of sorts? You rarely have company outside of Mister Rhodes. I don’t want to overstep with Mister Cooper if that’s the case.”

“He’s a pain in the ass.” Mister Stark said tersely. “But I’m doing a favor for a friend, which means putting up with him. He usually keeps to his own room, which makes it a little easier.”

“I take it y’all don’t get along.” she murmured, her brow creasing.

She wondered what Mister Cooper had done to get on his bad side and who the favor was for if the man was still allowed to stay in the Tower.

“That’s an understatement. If he had the chance, he’d throw me out the window every time I pissed him off.” Mister Stark’s mouth twitched and he seemed unable to decide if he’d rather frown or smile.

Collins felt like she might be missing some inside joke.

“Remind me not to ask.” She sighed and followed Mister Stark into the elevator when it arrived. She looked at the ceiling again. “JARVIS, Floor 82, please.”

“Of course, Miss Cunningham.” The AI responded immediately this time.

Whatever Mister Stark’s issue with Mister Cooper, it wouldn’t matter in the end to her. Collins was sure the latter would be gone before long and she would never see him again. Considering he hadn’t been introduced as anything more than a personal guest, Collins doubted Mister Cooper had business dealings with Stark Industries. She wouldn’t count on seeing him on the Avengers’ floors or any of the business floors again.

Still, she thought wistfully, he was rather handsome. She certainly wouldn’t mind seeing him again.

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tagged by @blackreaches and @adelaidedrubman to make my oc’s in this picrew and take this quiz to see what the fandom would think of them! this picrew did nooooot work for my masc bbies, so the only one we’ve got is my lovely Rei Hawthorne:

who is having mixed feelings about looking like a magical enby from an anime. the answers to the uquiz are below the cut!

You Have So Many Fan-Fics About You: Cain

You have so, so much fanfiction, either because you're so shippable, or because you're hot. Maybe both. Probably both. You definitely flirt with everyone, either way. Tumblr and Twitter love you and showers you with queer headcanons. Reddit keeps a safe distance.

this is so fucking true. Cain is my charismatic-slight asshole-golden boy. my king. and this is also true based on how much work i have for everyone rn lmao

Answer Unclear: Rei

Oh, you. No-one can figure you out. Some people love you, some people hate you, some people just don't care. You're hot, but also ugly, but also bland. You're funny, but also serious, but also a kind of weird grey zone. Honestly, keep doing what you're doing. It's pretty cool, in my option. Though a lot of my friends would disagree.

yeaaaah. Rei is a hard character to figure out and i feel like she would have a more niche following, since she’s not really the main character as-is yk? the fics that DO center them would SLAP tho

Bastard (Complimentary): Atlas

You're a bastard. A wet cat, if you will. And we love you for it. You're a little shit, but in the good way. You are the baddest babygirl. You killed a man, but you looked good doing it. You flirted with the hero and the enemy. All of Tumblr is madly in love with you. Congrats, I guess?

if he got any other answer besides this i would’ve been shocked

Very Complex: Valentine

You hold the fandom record for most angst edits. The fandom is divided over "I can fix them" and "I can make them worse." You have some severe past trauma and are probably queercoded. The writers had a lot of fun giving you more layers than an onion.

bb he’s not queer coded he’s the whole damn fruit bowl. but yes. he is also constantly trying to fix himself and making himself worse <3

Tragic: Miles Cooper

You're the sympathetic villain who does not-quite-bad-enough-stuff-to-be-hated for a very good reason. And you're redeemed by dying. Everyone's angry about it, you could have had an amazing redemption arc if you lived.

the thing is, despite the fact that yeah being a super soldier means he’s often doing villainous things alongside him helping out Loki bc of their situationship, i don’t think too many would see him as a villain? idk, this is the one that fits the least to me.

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Chapter 80:

The rest of the evening passes quickly. Making plans for the following day and how exactly we plan to divide and conquer our current metallic threat keep us pretty occupied for the most part. Once Steve seems satisfied in the plans, he dismisses each of us for the night. One thing that I had not thought of was how small this house was in the movie for the group of heroes, and this time around, I have added four more people to the group.

Laura was able to convince Cooper and Lila to sleep in their master room for the night, in order to give up their rooms to a hero or two. So with their rooms vacant, it leaves one guest room, two kids rooms, and a living room to divide between all of us. Nat is quick to claim the guest room, “This is always where I stay when I visit.” She says with a smile.

“Nat, you gotta have at least one other person in the room with you. There isn’t enough room, otherwise.” I point out, hoping that she would allow me to bunk with her for the night. She nods and gives Bruce a pointed look. His cheeks flash red and he slinks into the room after her.

“Okay, that leaves the kids rooms and the living room.” Steve breaks it down like a battle plan. “Stark, you can take Cooper’s room. Just don’t destroy anything that belongs to the kid.” Tony gives Steve an incredulous look.

“I would never.” Tony says with a dramatic flourish before sauntering towards the room in question.

Steve rolls his eyes at the dramatics, “I’m assuming that no one is volunteering to share a room with Tony?” His question is met with silence. “That’s what I figured.” He sighs. “Y/N, you can have Lila’s room.”

I look at him with a tired smile, “Thank you, Steve.”

“And Loki-”

“I can share the room with Y/N.” Loki finishes for Steve. The corner of Steve’s lips quirk up for a moment.

“Okay, Loki. Y/N, you okay with that?” Steve turns to me with the question.

“Sure thing.” I start to walk toward Lila’s room, confident that Loki would follow behind. Our retreating footsteps are echoed by the beginning of an argument between Bucky and Sam for the living room couch.

At the end of the hallway, I push open the bedroom door to reveal Lila’s room, and turned my and Loki’s room for the night. I shuffle into the room and deposit my backpack onto the twin bed.

“You okay if I take a quick shower? I really could wash off today.” I tack the bit on at the end, tugging at the collar of my suit.

“Of course, darling.” He responds with a smile.

I dig through my backpack to pull out a pair of clean sweats to change into after and shuffle across the hall to the empty bathroom. Stepping into the hot water starts to ease the tension from my limbs, but it is nothing like the water pressure in the tower. Just the memory causes tears to well in my eyes. Gods, I will miss JARVIS. I hope that I can build a friendship with Vision, but I know that it would not be the exact same as he isn’t JARVIS.

With that thought I speed through the rest of my routine, just wanting to crawl into the twin bed waiting for me across the hall.

Once I’m content with my cleanliness, I turn off the water and step out. This time forgoing a towel in favor of using a heated wind to dry me off quickly. Gotta admit, that these gifts can be quite handy. I’m sure that there are so many uses for them that I will never even think of.

I slip on the sweatshirt and shorts and shuffle back across the hall. Pushing open the door, I am met with the darkness of the room, only a bit of light from the hallway shining in.

“Loki?” I whisper into the dark. A shadow moves from one end of the room and stalks in my direction. For a moment I don’t know how to react to the hulking figure, but after a brief moment my eyes adjust to see the outline of a large wolf.

“Loki, you almost scared me.”

Sorry.

“Are you really?” My question is met with quiet chuckles echoing through my mind. I roll my eyes and climb into the bed. “Good night, my friend.” I whisper into the darkness, my hand draped over the side of the bed to lazily run my fingers through the soft fur.

Good night, darling.

Morning comes much too early. The sun peeking through the curtains at the window, hitting the angle just right to nail me in the eyes with its bright morning rays. I sit up with a groan, eyes squinting at the onslaught of light. I hear movement on the ground below the bed before the curtain is pulled to cover the slit of sun peaking through.

Good morning, darling.

“Good morning, Loki. Thanks for the assistance with the brutal light.”

Of course, darling. I’m glad that I was able to vanquish another foe in your name.

“Your valor does not go unnoticed.” I respond with an elevated voice. Rubbing the sleep from my eyes, I swing my legs over the side of the bed. “Ready for today?”

Are you?

“I have to be at this point, right? No other choice.”

There is always a choice. And I have faith that you have been making the correct ones.

“Thank you for your confidence.” I pat the black fur between his ears. “Time to face the day.”

Loki-wolf steps back from my hand and lets his green seidr flood over him, reverting him into his form clad in his leather armor.

“I shall wait for you downstairs with the others.”

“See you in a moment then.”

“Of course, darling.” He says and leaves the room, shutting the door behind him as he exits.

There it is again. Those three words. Three words… I blink the thought away, too early to allow myself to overthink.

Quickly, I slip my suit back on, knowing that today will be yet another day of action. I step in front of Lila’s short full-length mirror and give myself a once over. Mark hidden? Check. Suit zipped? Check. Anxious energy? Also check. Today is supposed to be the day that the Maximoffs join us, today we gain Vision. Today is going to be just fine. Today is going to be just fine.

I continue to repeat that phrase to myself as I pick up my backpack and exit the room. It’s clearly early, but I am still one of the last to rise. I make my way through the farmhouse and to the kitchen, following the smell of a promising breakfast. Laura sits at the table, sipping a glass of orange juice, but eyeing the pot of coffee with hunger.

“Good morning.” I greet her, my voice still a bit gravely from the night.

“Morning, Y/N.” She smiles at me. “Help yourself to anything. Creamer for the coffee is in the fridge door.”

“Thanks, Laura.” I pull out a mug and pour myself a generous mug before turning to the fridge and pulling out the creamer.

“I should be thanking you.” I pause at her statement, before pouring the creamer and set it down to face her.

“Whatever for?” Confusion is clear in my tone. What could she be thanking me for?

“For everything that you have done for the team. For yesterday with the kids, for what you will do.” She says with a glint in her eye.

“So Clint told you who I am?”

“Yes, he did fill me in on the whole ‘girl from another universe’ thing.” Laura says with a smile. “He also speaks very highly of you.” She adds.

“Even after how we met?”

“Especially after that. You stood up for yourself and your friend. And from what I can see, the man who tried to invade New York is not the same man that made dinner for everyone last night.”

I give her a gentle smile, “That is all that I have been trying to say this whole time.”

“I know and I believe you.” She gives me a bright and genuine smile.

I turn to finish pouring the creamer into my coffee, before turning back to her.

“Thank you, Laura. For opening up your home for us. I know that we can be quite the bunch.”

“You are welcome anytime. Besides, if you don’t visit again, I have a feeling that Lila will go and find you anyhow.”

I can’t help but laugh at her comment. “I guess I don’t have a choice in the matter do I?” My giggles cease before I continue with a more serious thought. “Laura, I’m not sure how long this will take, but I will try everything in my power to make sure that he comes back safely and swiftly.”

Laura rises from her spot at the table and waddles over to me. “I know that you will. I trust you.” She glances out the kitchen window. “You better hurry, it looks like the team is meeting by the quinjet.”

“Thanks, Laura.” I raise my mug to my lips and down the rest of the caffeinated elixir. “One last bit before I go. Maybe just hold onto your possessions, like don’t lose your watch.” I say with a wink before strolling out the front door.

I can hear Laura’s laugh echo in the kitchen behind me as the porch door swings closed. The wooden beams of the porch steps creak under my footsteps as I make my way down and towards the waiting group. As I approach I can hear bits of the conversation drift through the air.

“You know, I really miss the days when the weirdest thing science ever created was me.” Steve retorts, looking exhausted.

“I’ll drop Banner off at the tower. You mind if I borrow Ms. Hill?” Fury poses the question to Tony, but gives me a knowing wink.

“She’s all yours. Apparently.” Tony responds, a bit miffed that Maria seems to be working from Fury’s pocket. “What are you gonna do?”

“I don’t know. Something dramatic, I hope.” Fury smirks before turning away.

“I think that is our cue to depart.” Steve says, authority coloring his tone. “Everyone knows their missions?”

“Punk, everyone knows everyone’s mission after going over them dozens of times last night and then again this morning.” Bucky retorts with a grin.

The only response that Steve gives him is a quick jab with his elbow. Sam’s face contorts in laughter, but one look from the ex-assassin has him quieting again.

“Okay, on that note, all aboard the Crazy Train.” Tony says with a smirk before gleefully skipping onto the quinjet.

Clint opens his mouth to yell after him, but I hold up a hand.

“Just don’t. It isn’t worth the energy right now.” Steve nods at my statement and Clint closes his mouth and silently follows the billionaire onto the jet. Nat rolls her eyes and slinks after the archer, hopefully putting a stop to whatever he may say or do to Tony right now. The others follow suit, leaving just Loki and I outside the open bay door.

“Darling?” Loki asks, stepping in front of me before I can board the jet. “If we are to engage in conflict today, could you please be careful? Don't push yourself and let me know if you need help.” His emerald green eyes shine with sincerity as he stares into mine.

I give him a soft smile and, with my right hand, I reach up and cradle his face.

“I will be just fine, I promise. You don’t need to worry about me.” I assure him.

He leans into my touch, “I have heard those words before.” The look he gives me is incredulous. “And I will always worry about you.”

“And I, you.” With my words he gives me a soft smile, and the heat pools in my cheeks. “You are my best friend after all.”

His smile falters for a moment before he seems to force it back into place. “Of course, darling. As you are mine.” He takes a step back, and I let my hand drop. Green eyes shift between me and the entrance to the quinjet, seemingly contemplating something before coming to a conclusion with the drop of his shoulders. “We should probably join the others before Stark drags us on board.”

I laugh at his statement, even though I am confused by the expressions that were crossing his face just a moment ago. “You’re right. We wouldn’t want that.” Instead of asking him about what just happened, I walk onto the quinjet and begin to switch my mind to battle mode.

Loki follows up after me, just a few steps behind, but instead of taking the open seat next to me, he takes a seat across the way. I quirk an eyebrow at his choice, but I don’t get an answer from him. Instead the clearing of a throat directs my attention to Steve, standing in full Captain America garb, at the front of the cabin.

“Okay team, you know your assignments. We will drop off Stark as we get closer to Oslo and then go after Ultron. From what Dr. Banner has said, failure is not an option. So look alive and stay sharp.” Steve gives each of us a once over before nodding to himself, content that we are as ready as we can be.

“Great speech, Captain Spangles. But maybe you should have waited to rally the troops until we got closer to the destination?” Tony asks, humor dancing in his eyes.

“You know what, Stark?” Steve whirls around on him.

The tension between the two begins to build as Tony winds up for another sarcastic comment. Quickly I scramble to place myself in between the two men, hands held in front of each, hoping to placate them.

“Guys, please. Arguing will not solve anything. We are a team and should act like one.” I can hear Loki’s huff of breath at my wording, but choose to ignore it for now. “Tony, a mistake was made and we are working to solve it, but don’t push his buttons. And Steve,” I whirl around to face the living embodiment of justice, “He’s trying. It was a mistake, and we will get through it together, as you said.”

Both of the men seem to deflate at my choices of words, giving each other a quick nod before returning to their seats. I let my shoulders drop as they part before turning towards the cockpit with Clint and Nat at the helm.

“Can you guys give me an ETA? The testosterone is killing me back here.”

A chorus of ‘hey’s erupt from the cabin behind me but I ignore them in favor of staring straight ahead. Nat gives me a conspiratory grin, “Not soon enough for sure. We are about an hour from Stark’s drop-off. Then a few hours until our destination.” I nod at her.

“Thanks. I think I’m going to try and get some rest before we get there.”

“Best of luck with that lot back there.” Nat nods her head towards the cabin before returning her attention to the controls. Clint simply shakes his head and echoes her sentiment and I head back into the main cabin.

With Banner and Thor not on board, that leaves the loudest bunch of the group to be the bickering Sam and Bucky. I roll my eyes and cautiously approach, in hopes to quell the argument to get some sort of rest. As I get closer, I can hear the topic of their argument and if I could roll my eyes out of my head, they would be rolling about the metal cabin.

“How could you say that Gimli is better? Have you seen Legolas?” Bucky asks, bewildered.

“Of course I have seen Legolas, what’s so great about him?” Sam shoots back.

“Well he’s an elf for starters.” Bucky starts.

“And that is supposed to be a point for him?” Sam questions.

“What do you have against elves?”

“Well 1. They are racist. 2. They live forever for no good reason-” Sam starts listing his reasons, using his fingers to mark off each one.

“How are they racist?” Bucky’s question cuts him off before he can continue.

“They think that they are above humans-”

“That makes them speciest, not racist.” Bucky corrects.

“You should like Gimli better, after all you are also a haggard old man-” Sam starts.

“I’ll show you a haggard old man…” Bucky begins. But before anything else can happen, I step in between the two. I like Lord of the Rings as much as the next person, but having a full fledged argument about it is a bit much. I take a deep breath and stare at Steve.

“Were you not going to do anything?” Steve has his head resting against the metal interior with his eyes shut, purposefully not looking in our direction.

“No. I figured they would tire themselves out eventually.”

“Thanks for that, Steve.” I say, sarcasm layering my voice.

“What am I supposed to do? Spray them with a water bottle?” Steve asks, finally opening his eyes and throwing his hands in the air.

“That’s not a bad idea.” Tony’s voice cuts in. I see him look at his wristband and say, “F.R.I.D.A.Y. add that to my list.”

Her voice filters through the air, “Sure thing, boss.”

At her voice, my heart clenches and my face contorts with grief. I’m not fast enough to hide it as Bucky places a hand on my shoulder.

“Sorry about that, doll. Go rest. We will keep it down.” He sends a shooting glare to Sam, who chooses to ignore the pointed look and nods at me.

“Sorry, Y/N.” Sam looks at me with sincerity.

“It’s fine, guys. Just keep your banter friendly and quiet, that’s all I ask.” The two nods and Bucky salutes.

“Yes, ma’am.” I chuckle and wave him off.

“Can someone wake me right before we get there.”

“Sure thing, doll.” Steve says, eyes shut once more.

Taking that as a cue, I walk back over to my open seat, giving the empty seat next to me a quick glance. Why is Loki sitting across the way from me? His behavior lately is so confusing. In the movies, he seemed to put on an icy front, shielding himself from the outside world. But, he doesn’t put on those airs with me. In fact, I associate heat with him, rather than ice, Frost Giant lineage aside.

I sneak a quick glance across the cabin. The god in question has his arms folded behind his neck and head reclined to rest on them with his eyes closed. His raven hair frames his pale angular cheeks in a halo of darkness. My eyes trace the rich green color of his armor, outlining his lithe frame. The dark tones truly were made to be worn by this man - no, god, I remind myself.

I cut my eyes away. My hands start to feel a bit clammy and heat begins to creep up my neck. He isn’t a character in a movie anymore, he is real.

Anyway, I have other things to focus on, such as keeping everyone alive and safe. With the different ways to intervene dancing through my mind, I drift into a restless sleep.

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