#stephen: wha-- bUT-- it's *LOKI*

[space-mermaid-writing]

The witchling and the god [Loki x Witch!Reader] Chapter 12

Summary: The Avengers were looking for someone to help Loki fit in with the team. To become socially acceptable, so to speak. He had been given the choice of sitting in a cell in Asgard or serving some sort of community service probation on Midgard. The Avengers and Shield both felt that as long as Loki was on Earth, he should be under supervision. This is now your job. Why? Because you’re a witch. You’re not sure why this qualifies you, but here you are, giving it a shot. What could possibly go wrong?

Tags: Witch!Reader, Magic, Witches, slow burn, everybody lives in the tower, character development, Loki‘s redemption, Stephen Strange is a friend, Loki and Stephen are frenemies, Tony Stark is a good bro, kids love Loki, Tony has stupid nicknames for everybody, eventual smut

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Chapter's Note: You gave me a lot of songs recommendations and it was really hard to decide, since they were all great. So I made a whole playlist with my favorite songs from you :D Some of them even went on my personal dance playlist. I finally settled on 'Be my baby' by The Ronettes for this chapter, since the lyrics fit best. But listen to whatever song you like. Beta by @zaria-04 <3

Chapter 12: Be My Baby

The night we met I knew I needed you so And if I had the chance I'd never let you go So won't you say you love me I'll make you so proud of me We'll make 'em turn their heads every place we go

You have a bowl in your hand and a wooden spoon in the other, while you move your hips to the beat of the song. On your stove are two pots, one bubbling a purple liquid, the other so far just some water. Music is coming from a stereo on the shelf. You love listening to music while you work, turning it up to full volume, because there's no one around to complain about it.

So won't you, please, be my, be my baby Be my little baby, my one and only baby Say you'll be my darlin', be my, be my baby Be my baby now, my one and only baby Wha oh oh oh

With the spoon and a practiced eye, you measure out various ingredients to mix in the bowl. Extract of Atlantic poison oak - deadly if you use it wrong, but healing if you know your way around - chamomile and birch bark… something's missing. With a swirl of your finger, a sealed jar comes flying out of a cupboard. Dried garlic. You forget the dried garlic every time, even though you've read the recipe a dozen times and know it by heart.

When you get it all together, the bowl rises into the air on its own and everything is mixed inside by an invisible hand. You have your hands free to light a match and add the flame as an ingredient.

The next verse you sing along loudly.

I'll make you happy, baby, just wait and see For every kiss you give me, I'll give you three Oh, since the day I saw you I have been waiting for you You know I will adore you 'til eternity

The mission about the artifact was almost a week ago and by now you have recovered well. Lots of sleep and delicious snacks have helped. Since you spend most of your time in the tower in New York, your work as a witch has fallen by the wayside. So you took yesterday and today off to keep up with your orders.

While the ingredients are melting, you have time for a dance solo. It's one of your favorite songs and no one is here to judge you. Barefoot, you dance around the kitchen. Your black dress is long and figure-hugging, but through the two high slits, you have enough freedom of movement. Some clichés about witches are just true. You grab the bowl out of the air and scrape the contents into the boiling water.

So won't you, please, be my, be my baby Be my little baby, my one and only baby Say you'll be my darlin', be my, be my baby Be my baby now, my one and only-...

You sense a motion from the corner of your eye and hear a chuckle. Startled, you whirl around. The knife you throw gets stuck in the door just inches away from Loki's head. As a sign that he comes in peace, he raises his arms.

"You have a bad aim," he says.

"That was just a distraction." You point down, and as Loki lowers his gaze, he notices roots entwined around his ankles and legs, keeping him from moving. It draws his attention away from you for a brief moment and you try to shake off your embarrassment at being watched by him while dancing and singing in your kitchen. Hopefully your flushed cheeks don't give you away. You wonder how long he has been standing there.

"Consider me impressed, Witchling." The grin still graces his lips and you don’t question his good mood. With a small gesture you dissolve the protection spell and free Loki from his bonds, with another one you turn off the music.

"What do you want?" you ask him. If he shows up here at your cottage, it must be important.

"Why do you humans always ask that? Why do you always think I want something from you when I just want your company?"

His words make your heart beat fast. But you remind yourself that this is part of his game. He is flattering you to avoid a direct answer. "Because you're not allowed to leave the tower without good reason."

"Ah - that's where you’re wrong," he corrects you and starts looking around curiously. He steps to a nearby shelf and eyes at the contents. "I may leave the Tower in your company. Aside from that being a useless rule because it doesn't really stop me, Stark will probably-" Your phone rings. "… contact you."

You reach for your phone, which is on a nearby table. It's an incoming video call from Tony. You pick it up while Loki looks at your stash of labeled potion bottles with interest.

"What's up, Tony?"

You see the face of the billionaire popping up. He is wearing dark sunglasses and seems focused on something else. You hear the sound of welding in the background and every few seconds his face is illuminated by a small light source in front of him. He's probably in his tech lab, you think, when you notice the dark smudges on his face.

"Did Loki show up?" he asks you.

An idea strikes you and you raise your eyebrows in wonder. "Loki? Why would he?" you ask, seemingly surprised. "I’m off work today."

This makes Tony drop his work and turn his face to the screen. He curses under his breath. "That litte..."

Just then Loki slides into view next to you. "I'm here," he announces loudly for Tony to hear. He tries to take your phone from you, but you're faster and dodge him. A brief scuffle ensues until you manage to push Loki aside and regain control of your device.

"What's going on?" Tony asks since he hears your voices but doesn't have a clear view.

"Everything's fine. I'll drop Loki back home later," you assure him before you hang up.

"Wicked minx," Loki accuses you. He stands right in front of you, as usual in your personal space. You thought you'd have to get used to it by now, but it still gives you goosebumps. In a good way. And that's bad.

"That was for startling me earlier" you promptly retort.

Loki's grin takes on something wolfish. He's long since realized that he's found a worthy opponent in you and wonders to what extent he can test the limits.

You hear a soft bubbling and remember that you still have a potion on the stove. Quickly, you step past Loki and rush to it to keep it from boiling over. It would ruin it and you’ve put a lot of work into it.

"How did you get here?" you ask Loki in passing.

"Through the portal in your room." Apparently he's decided not to leave your side today, because the Asgardian is stepping up beside you again and watching you work over your shoulder.

"You were in my room?" You scrunch your nose. You don't like that thought. Apparently you need to put a magical protection around your room in the tower. You had refrained from doing that until now because you thought it was safe enough. "How did you get in there anyway?"

"Don't insult me," Loki speaks with his usual arrogance. "The protective measures in the tower are no obstacle to me. Speaking of which, your chambers are rather spartan and not particularly tastefully decorated. I took the liberty of changing that."

Now this is really going too far! You whirl around to face him with an angry glare. "What?! Loki, if I go back and everything is green, I swear to god-…"

"I'm a god. Swear to me."

You blink and stare at him. He's thrown you off balance. It takes a few seconds for your brain to remember how to form words and you turn back to your potion. "Unbelievable," you mutter softly.

You don't see it, but Loki is very pleased with himself. You feel his presence at your back, knowing he's still standing there. You’re longing to touch him, brushing your back at his chest. You breathe in and out deeply, trying to focus on your work. You can't let the Asgardian throw you off.

It's just a game to him.

This phrase became a mantra in your head that you repeat over and over. You wish it was different, that you could be more than just friends. It pains you, but you allow the feeling in, even welcome it. It stings your heart, but in the long run it will help you overcome your feelings.

"So, why are you here?" you ask again, but this time less brusque. You need to talk to not fall into a spiral of thoughts. "I'm not complaining about it, just wondering. You've never seemed interested in my cottage before. It's a very small country. Not as luxurious as you're used to."

Not compared to his suite in the tower and even less to the palace Loki grew up in. Even if you can only imagine that one.

"Don't sell it short. It's lovely." His puffed confidence seems to scale down and his next words are almost apologetic. "I'm sorry for coming here unannounced. I don't mean to intrude if you are busy with your work." He watches you pour the brew out of the pot. You don't say anything, because you have a feeling there's more to come.

"Sometimes being in the tower can be a lot. My brother. Everything. I merely wished to escape it for a few hours."

You throw him a smile over your shoulder. "Of course, Loki, you can stay the day."

It's a big vote of trust that Loki is so honest with you. He seems relieved by your answer.

It's little nuances in his behavior, but by now you can read him pretty well. And you also understand his reasons. You have the freedom to enter and leave the tower as you wish. Loki doesn't. The residents and workers are friendly and polite to you. Not that much to him.

But the Avengers seem to open up to him. It’s going just fine with Tony. Natasha and Clint also seem to have a better opinion of him after the mission. But it's not friendship. Not even companionship, more like a polite tolerating on both sides.

Loki only has Thor - and you. And when the two of you aren't around, he spends his time alone in the suite, or at least that's what you assume. It's big and equipped with everything he needs. But he probably still feels cooped up in it. You certainly would. And Loki has been there longer than you’ve even had this job. You can't blame him for wanting to go somewhere else, see something different.

"I may ask you to help me with my work, though," you add.

"I'm at your service, Witchling."

A grin creeps onto your face as you think of how tempting that offer is. But in a different way. Luckily, you've turned your back on him and he can't see your face. "Great. Then you can get the box of bottles from under the table," you say instead, pointing at them.

He does as told while you pull a stack of labels from a drawer and label them as rheumatism medicine and with today's date. You show Loki how he can help you fill the bottles.

After everything is done, you put them in a basket.

"We're going to deliver these to a nursing home. Unless you'd rather stay here and read in the garden," you offer him. After all, he's come here to have some peace and quiet.

"I'll go with you."

"Great," you smile, then your eyes fall on his outfit. "But you should change into something casual. People here don't know about Asgardian gods nor their fashion."

With a green glow, his usual tunic and leathery pants change into dark jeans and a green shirt. You acknowledge it with a satisfied nod.

Your path takes you along the edge of a forest. It's a quiet area, you've chosen it at your home especially for that. There are not many people out here, they normally stick to the larger paths. Since today is a cloudy day, you see nobody else.

There is also a road from your cottage to the next village, but on foot it is a detour. You'll get there much faster on the narrow path.

It is a large forest with dense undergrowth. You visit it often to look for herbs or mushrooms. You know which trees are hollow and preferred by owls for nesting, where you can find feathers from them. You know the small pond fed by an underground spring where foxes and deer rest. The forest is familiar to you – you have lived here for many years and are more out in the wild than among people. Because of your work in the tower and with Loki, you no longer have the time to visit it every day. It's a nice change and you realize you've missed contact with others. To exchange more than a few words with someone and to see them more often than just every few weeks.

Sometimes you miss the quiet of nature. New York is a hectic city and even in the corridors of the Avenger Tower you always see someone. Loki is pleasant company, you find. He walks silently beside you here, carrying the basket, contemplating the landscape. It is an easy silence, one in agreement. You don't feel obliged to speak just for the sake of words, but revel in your own thoughts – yet you are not feeling alone.

"Did you grow up here?" the Asgardian asks you.

You shake your head.

"No, I'm from the mainland. We've gotten into the habit of moving every few decades so people won’t notice that we age differently." At his questioning look, you add, "My siblings and me. My sister lives in France at the moment and my brother in Canada."

"I didn't know you had siblings," Loki admits.

"We don't see each other often. My brother is a bit like yours: great laugh and always in a good mood. Not so good with hugs, thought," you smile as you think of him. You should talk to your siblings sometime soon.

"Do you prefer that kind of company?" Loki asks you hesitantly.

"It's nice, but also draining." You turn your head toward him. "I prefer your company."

"Do you now?"

"I do." No snarky remark, no witty comeback. Just a simple truth. It surprises Loki and he falls quiet for a while. You don't mind walking in silence, you are used to it when you’re with him.

"I also enjoy your company." You almost miss his reply, a quiet confession that makes you smile.

"That's good to hear." But before you can say anything else, the Asgardian suddenly stops and tilts his head.

"We're not alone," he says quietly in response to your questioning look. "Someone is following us."

You perk up, but you can't hear more than a rustling in the undergrowth. Loki takes a step between you and the trees, you feel the density of his magic increase around him as if he were gathering it.

A low growl sounds from between the trees, and it is picked up by two or three more creatures. It is menacing, but still you can’t see any beast.

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[worstloki]

Instead of Dr Strange putting Loki on the Dangerous list, what if he put Loki on the 'People that need therapy' list. Thor 3, portals Loki to the Sanctum and gives him tea while they wait for Thor.

Thor shows up on guard and finds Loki and Strange drinking tea and talking. Strange agrees to find Odin for Thor on the condition that Loki stays in the Sanctum and gets therapy.

Stephen’s “I’m Not That Type Of Doctor But I Can Find You One” List

#doesn't explain why wanda ain't there #but I'm stuck thinking of it as his fanboy list #like ''oh. loki. loki? loki?! this is THE loki!! what do i do?? whAt do i do--'' #wong: portal him #stephen: yes yes you're right i should bring him here for tea-- #wong: no reopen portal #stephen: wha-- bUT-- it's *LOKI* #wong: exactly why. i don't trust you around him. leave him be. invite his brother over. #stephen: but Thor is so........... #wong: do it. i'm going out for groceries. if i find loki here when i return i'll tell him aobut your posters #stephen: dammit i shouldn't've let you in my room #anyway #it's on my mind #and also Tony as Loki's adopted dad? *chef's kiss* #this relationship is going to annoy Tony SO much #he'll get used to it and become fonder of Stephen eventually i guess #but even if it's friendship Tony is going to be suspicious that he's doing weird magic cult stuff with Loki and he worried under the snark

[grxvitye]

magic

pairing: wanda maximoff x fem!reader

a/n: this has been sitting in my drafts for too long. I'm sorry for the long wait. mentions of natasha is included in here and filth just filth, i also might have gone overboard with this:)

warnings: smut, vaginal fingering, top/bottom undertones, oral sex (wanda receiving), hints of voyeurism... think that's it tell me if i missed anything

requested: here. (Its long)

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When you were a kid, you found yourself always being attracted to magic. Something about it makes you think that it’s not all illusions, that a small fraction of it might actually be true. You went to bookstores spending your whole day looking for books that talked about magic. One morning as you were about to walk in the dining room to eat breakfast, you heard your mom and dad talking about magic. It was totally bizarre hearing them talk about it as they passed the topic like a child’s play. You decided to conceal your presence and listen in. “She’s starting to be more curious about magic Dave, you can’t hide it from her any longer” you heard your mother say. Your father defeatedly replied, “Well then I guess it is time to tell her”. Your father called you up and you stared at them. “Honey come and sit, your father has a lot to tell you” your mother gestured to the seat in the middle of the table. You take your seat and your father begins talking. “Honey, we are sorcerers, magicians, if that’s what you’d like to call it.” You jumped out of your seat with joy “I knew it! That’s the reason why I am so interested in magic!” You were disturbed from your little party when your mother said “we are bringing you to Becker Street, you will be trained by Doctor Stephen Strange ''. You packed your clothes immediately and went to Dr. Strange where you got trained.

Months after training, your control over your power grew. You went out to the training grounds when you saw a man dressed in a jacket, in jeans with long blonde hair angrily talking to Strange. You walk over when he exclaims “where is my brother?”. In a surprised motion he told you to scoot over and opened a portal where a man in black came falling. “ I have been falling! for 30 minutes!” the man angrily says emphasising the last few words. Standing up he faced you “is this y/n?” he goes nearer to you, examining each feature of your pale and soft face. “How does he know my name?” you question Strange with a demanding voice. “I’m sorry where are my manners, Y/n, this is Loki”, he gestures to the man fully dressed in black. “And this is Thor,” he says, gesturing to the man in jeans and jacket. Not caring about them, you question him further, “what are they doing here?”. Loki looks at you and says”we’re here for you darling.” Inhaling deeply Doctor Strange starts speaking “ y/n, they are from the avengers, now that you have full control over your power,you should consider joining them.” You stared at him confused “what is this gonna do for me?” “It can help you grow y/n, I've taught you all the things I have learned.” You sighed obviously defeated “Fine, but it’s only just because you told me to”. You grabbed your suitcase and packed your clothes. “Goodbye y/n i’ll be sure to check up on you” Strange hugs you and you proceed to enter the portal along with Loki and Thor.

You arrive in front of a room with a couple of people in it. You see two redheads, who immediately caught your attention but you dismissed it as soon as it entered your mind. You follow Loki and Thor and you walk towards the huddle of people sitting. “Hi you’re y/n?” the redhead says. Uncomfortable with all the attention that you received you replied “um, yeah hi, i’m y/n”. Another man entered the room with a big grin saying “Hi! Look who’s finally here, I'm Sam!” The rest of the team introduced themselves and you hung out with them for the whole day getting to know each other while exchanging a few laughs within each other. While talking to the team you could feel the intense stares of the two redheads. If looks could burn, it was guaranteed the back of your head would’ve been burned off. You try to shake it away by going to the bar when Natasha comes near you and whispers “you could feel it can’t you?” the way she whispered made you feel shivers running down your spine. Stuttering you replied back “wha-what do you mean?” With a chuckle “stop acting innocent kitten i know you can feel it”. With that she left you alone. You drank your drink and went back to your seat. You could almost swear you could see the room spinning so you excused yourself. “Wait!” you heard a rush exclaim and you turned back to see who it was and it was Wanda. “I’ll lead you to your room, you seem like you’re really drunk”. You grin widely and say “well I don’t normally drink like this, it’s a surprise I even lasted this long”. You both laughed and she laid you on your bed and said “y/n if you need me, my room is right next to yours goodnight!” You didn’t get the chance to respond when your eyes closed and you drift away to a dreamless sleep.

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You wake up the next day with a very terrible hangover. You go down and you see Wanda cooking. “Good morning y/n, help yourself” she hands you a plate filled with food. Grateful that you were given some food, you sat down and started to eat right away. “Hey! slow down you might choke right there” she says while laughing. You abruptly stopped laughing when Natasha entered,she looked at you and Wanda and you could feel a pang of guilt as she looked at you with sadness. “Hey Nat, want some food?” you offered hoping she’d take up on your offer. Your kind smile turned into a frown when she declined your offer, “No thanks” she said and left. “Seems like someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed today” Tony stated as he entered the room grabbing a glass of water. “That’s goodluck to you y/n you’re training with her today”. You were caught off guard and began coughing, “I'm sorry what? training?”Steve enters the room and answers “yes now go get ready, you’re in for a tough ride”. You rushed to your room and changed into your workout clothes. Grabbing your water bottle you head to the training room and you see Natasha warming up. “Hey” you approach her while putting your water bottle on the table. “Come on and warmup” she replied, not even glancing at you. Confused as to why she was acting like this, you confront her “Hey, what’s wrong?”. “Nothing, just focus on warming up, we're starting soon” she stands up and walks away. Just like she requested, you went back to warming up.

After your warm up, she called you to start your training. You stood in front of her but you couldn’t focus as she was out of her catsuit and she was only wearing a sports bra and leggings, and everytime she breathed her firm breasts hung up and down as well. You didn't notice you we're staring until Nat called you out. “see something you like? come on focus, my eyes are here not down there.” she said with a smirk. You immediately avert your eyes to her face. Stammering you say “im- i’m sorry I didn’t mean to stare”. She laughed, “I'm sure you didn’t” she replied sarcastically. Catching you off guard she wiped her feet under yours causing you to fall flat on your butt with a loud “thwack”. “That’s for staring at my breasts too long” Nat immediately extended her hand to help you up but you didn't accept it you had other plans in mind. You stood up abruptly using your hands and started punching in a non rhythmic pattern. She immediately noticed your pattern and in no time was starting to dodge your punches very easily. She scoffed at your petty attempt and started throwing punches as well. Thankfully you were able to dodge most of her punches, when you didn’t it would end up hitting you harshly square in the face. She gave you no time to recover so all you could do was back up and dodge. You didn’t notice that you were near the wall until you felt it hit your back. Natasha gasped for breath and she was inexplicably close. You could feel her breathing near your neck. She took your hands and pinned them to the wall while roughly kissing your neck. You couldn’t stifle a low moan coming out from your lips. You could feel her smirking to your neck, she separated her lips and looked at you while saying “тебе это нравится, не так ли, котенок” (you like that don’t you kitten?). Unable to speak, you nodded frantically. You could feel a pool of wetness and you tried to hide it by crossing your legs but Natasha swiped her finger over your clothed heat and you couldn't stop but let out a small whimper. She pulled away before things could get more messy than it already is. You let out a small cry of desperation and look at her with plain lust filling your mind. “What?” she questioned you. Running off while grabbing your water you shouted “no , nothing absolutely nothing”

Panting, you opened the door to your room. You collapsed to your bed thinking of how you let Natasha easily get to you and how your core immediately reacted to her. You were interrupted from your thoughts when a knock came to your room, so you quickly threw a blanket over your body. “Come in,” you replied. You saw Wanda with her nose all scrunched up. “We’ve got a mission, it’s Hydra”. Your eyes softened as you recalled what they had done to her. “Suit up and head to the quinjet we’re going in 15” With that she left you. You couldn’t get your mind wrapped around that you had a mission- your mind was filled with lust from the previous incident with Natasha. Without thinking of the consequences, you snaked your hands to your needy core and laughed at how wet it is. Not wasting any time, you inserted your finger to your pussy and gasped at how full you felt. You pinched your nipple and you curled your fingers until you felt your orgasm coming. You released a loud gasp before cumming. You didn’t realize that Wanda didn’t actually walk away from your door and she heard what you had been doing. “What a naughty girl” she walked away smirking to herself.

You got up and wiped yourself up, changed into your suit and went to the quinjet. “I will check the perimeters and Steve and Natasha will stay on ground, while Wanda and Y/n will go in and check for any agents we can question and any casualties.” Tony said. You arrive at the Hydra base and you get off the Quinjet. “Y/n follow my lead I know where to go” you hear Wanda say in a hushed voice. You followed her lead and you went into an underground room when you heard a bunch of footsteps creeping up on you. You turn around and you see an agent with a gun aiming it at Wanda. “Wanda!” You push her to the side and you end up taking the bullet while also using your powers to cast the agent down on the floor. Crouching near your body, Wanda carefully picked you up and ran towards Tony and the others. “Y/n is down she needs help” Wanda said while panting. “Take her to the quinjet we will be right at your back” Natasha replied not taking her focus away from the Hydra Agents she was combating at the moment. Wanda ran towards the quinjet carrying you carefully. You and the others returned to the tower and they brought you to medbay. Bruce immediately checked your wound. “How is she?” Natasha and Wanda asked in sync. “Luckily it’s only a small wound, she’d be up in about 30 minutes, I suggest she train lightly in about 2 hours.” Bruce replied while looking at his watch. After resting you got up and went to your room preparing for light training. You trained with Natasha but she only made you sit for almost the entire duration of training. You could only get a few punches in ”You should take a shower and rest, you're stinky” Natasha told you while laughing. Snickering you replied “shut up Romanoff you’re way stinkier than me” you tease her while making your way out of the gym. While making your way to your room you start wondering where Wanda was, as you had seen her last in medbay. You arrived at your room and prepared your clothes and stripped out your sweaty gym clothes. You took your towel and entered your bathroom when you saw Wanda in your bathtub looking at you smirking. What surprised you was that she was naked- in front of you. You were disturbed from your thoughts when she slowly approached you and you stared at her perfectly shaped breasts hanging freely with her fully erect nipple. “Wha-what are you doing? You asked her as she began closing in on you” You could feel your pussy aching, desperately begging to be touched.

“What do you think?” she kissed your neck forcing a sweet moan to come out from your lips. “You like that hmm?” she asked, her voice hoarse from the hotness pooling in her legs. You could only nod in response. “I asked you a question use your big girl words малютка(baby)” she snarled at you harshly. “Yes I- i love it mommy” you couldn’t stop yourself from calling her mommy and you could feel her smirk against your neck. You started to grind your mound against her legs, desperate for release. You drag her hand towards your pussy, you had to let her know how much you craved her touch. “Jesus Christ” she breathed out. “You’re this wet and I barely even touched you” she mocked you. She broke the contact and you let out a desperate cry. “Patience malysh we’ve got a lot of time to ourselves” she said gesturing to the bed. “Bed. Now” she demanded.

You decided to play with fire and crossed your arms “No.” You see her narrow her eyes at you “Y/n. Bed.Now” you smirked more “make me” She carried you to the bed and laid you down “you’re gonna regret being such a brat” You couldn’t contain an excited wail of what she had planned for you. She placed her hands at your hips and slowly kissed your neck down to your breasts. Her lips quickly wrapped around your needy nipple and a moan escaped from your mouth. “Please mommy, I won’t be a brat ever again just please” you begged. “Hmm? what was that? use your words. I don’t know what you want kitten”. She went back to teasing you, getting dangerously close to your pussy. Bucking your hips, you begged “Please mommy, please, please fuck me.”

She rolled her tongue directly at your pussy and you thought you were going to cum right there and then. She circled her tongue and sucked your clit making you arch your back from the intense pleasure you were feeling. She applied more pressure making you moan out loud grabbing her hair towards your pussy urging her to go harder. You gasped as you felt two fingers enter your pussy, you felt so full. “Just like that o-oh please” you begged. You could almost visualize her smirk when she replied “do you want me to go deeper kitten?” You were so deep into the pleasure that you couldn’t form words properly and nodded instead but unfortunately it wasn’t enough for her. “I want to hear you beg baby.” Stuttering you forced yourself to beg “mommy pl-, please go deeper, please” you let out a long moan when she started to go deeper. “Just like that please just like that” you chanted. A few more thrusts you felt your orgasm nearing and you tried so hard not to cum, you didn’t want to show her that you couldn’t last any longer. “I can feel you trying not to cum kitten, let go” she whispered. That command was enough to let go and soon enough your hips were bucking up and down. That was definitely the most intense orgasm you felt throughout your entire life. You slowly started going down from your high when Wanda started to speed up her movements again, this time, adding a third finger. She combined it with flattening her tongue to your clit and flicking through it. She curled her fingers and that sent you over the edge, this time, screaming her name out loud. She lapped your juices and kissed you. “You taste so good.”

“Sit on my face” you grasp her smooth and milky legs guiding her onto your face. You could sense how eager she is when she immediately propped herself on top of you. You could smell her arousal and you started to tease her by giving slow and wet kisses to the sides of her legs, inching closer and closer to where she truly needed you. “Y/n please stop teasing” wanda slowly croaks out. “Hmm, what was that? What do you need?” you say, making her whine. “Please y/n please, just fuck me right now” she said while toying with her nipples” Satisfied that you successfully made Wanda beg, you began to roll your tongue over to Wanda’s pussy. Arching her back, a throaty moan falls from Wanda’s sweet lips which makes you groan sending jolts towards Wanda’s heat. “Oh my god” wanda exclaims with her eyes rolling back to her head. You groan once more when you finally inserted two fingers just to see how easily it slipped in due to how wet she is. You could feel Wanda tensing around your fingers as you pumped harder and harder aiming to hit her sweet spot. She began to grasp your hair, chanting your name like a prayer. “Y/n.y/n.y/n.” You take it as a sign of her being close, you add another finger into her while pumping twice as hard. She was clenching your fingers, you could tell she was really close. You placed your mouth on her clit, torturing the nub and curling your fingers hitting the spot you've been aiming at perfectly. “Ahhh y/n, fuckk” Wanda moans at the intense pleasure you were giving her. You started to pump slower and slower letting Wanda ride her high. Panting, she laid down beside you “i haven’t cum hard like that” she looked at you smiling. You swell with pride at the confession she gave you. You give her a peck while grabbing the sheets to cover yourselves up.

★☆★☆

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[goddessofmischief]

congrats on all the followers!!! you seriously deserved them your writing is so good :') can I request a loki fic where loki and the reader live in the tower together and get really close, but the reader has a rough past and a lot of traumatic memories that they're not ready to share with him yet, and so loki offers to help them by using magic to look into their memory (kind of like what he did with valkyrie in ragnarok)?

Thank you ! I wrote this as part of my Witch!Reader series, so this happens before a fic you can read here!

Memory / Loki x Witch!Reader

You were so lonely.

You never fit in anywhere, and you weren’t dumb - you knew why. After everything that had happened...

You could never let anybody in.

For awhile, you’d let Stephen in - Stephen Strange, your mentor. But then he’d left, to handle matters more important.

You had never been important.

Even now, living at the Tower, you were the odd one out. All the Avengers had sidekicks... Tony had Rhodey, Steve had Bucky.

And you had... well, now you had Loki.

A lanky, greasy, upsettingly tall god who was currently leaning over you, trying to wake you up.

“Y/N?” he shouted, urgently. “Come on-”

“’M okay,” you mumbled, drowsily. “Wha’ happened?”

He sat back, dejected.

“You mean... you truly don’t recall?”

You shook your head.

“Nightmare. It was... a nightmare. You were shouting... screaming...”

You shivered at the thought. Your memories were always very inaccessible to you... Strange had told you, once, that magic-users sometimes locked trauma away, without even knowing it.

As his rambling ended, Loki focused on you.

“What were you shouting about?” You knew he’d ask.

“I think it has something to do with something that happened when I was younger,” you admitted. “Something I can’t really... remember.” Loki’s hand was outstretched, and you took it.

“Let me see,” he whispered. “Let me in.”

Shakily, you nodded, and his cold, freezing hand pressed to your forehead. You didn’t feel like it was an intrusion... more like a welcoming presence, a presence that should have always been there.

“I see,” Loki said, after a moment, withdrawing his hand. “I... I saw.” You pulled his hand back, holding it to your cheek. You wanted him to comfort you, to be there with you...

You wanted him.

“Is it... is it bad?”

“Terrible,” he said, frankly, and you felt as if you were about to cry. “It’s absolutely terrible, and horrible, and something that never should have happened to you... but the thing about it, love, is that you’ll survive.”

You grinned, halfheartedly.

“I... I will?” “Yes. You will - I am certain of it. Now, I can’t swear that you’ll get over it. To say you’ll ‘get over it’ would... hugely undervalue how much suffering it was. But you’ll survive.”

You exhaled, leaning into his touch.

“I’m really glad you helped me, ‘oki.”

He smiled - a soft, sweet smile you hadn't ever seen him wear before.

“Well, I’m glad you let me in.”

#loki x reader angst #loki x reader #loki #loki avengers #loki imagine #tom hiddleston #tom hiddleston x reader

[embrace-the-love-i-share]

Ships I‘d DEFINITELY ship if they‘d come out...(marvel 2.0)

Sorry not sorry...ik they‘re like siblings, but still

Okay just imagine a convo between these two:

Loki: Who is this balt freak with muscles?

Drax: Who do you call balt, you son of a god?!

Loki: Are you serious? You call these guy „Drax the destroyer“? The only thing he probably destroys are mirrors and shirts.

Drax: And butts of evil guys *smacks Peter‘s ass*

Peter: Wha-

Loki: Mh, I am an evil guy too...*gets smacked by drax*

Drax: Where‘s Rocket, hehe *is eager to smacks everyone‘s butt on the ship*

Loki: I- I think I love him

Peter:*tried to talk*

Thor: *cutting Peter off*I knew you two would get along really well

I rly like convo‘s:

Rocket: So you fight for them?

BP: Yes

Rocket: Why?

BP: So they won‘t get hurt or killed.

Rocket: How much will they pay you?

BP: Eh...Nothing?

Rocket: Ah, so they pay in another way*tries to wink*

BP: Are you alright? *gets down on one knee and grabs Rocket‘s shoulder*

Rocket: Yeah I just tried to win- *sees the Prince‘s claws*

Rocket: Wow, sick man I have those too *shows his claws*

BP: *cracks a smile*

Rocket: So you are an animal? Or a „mutation“ like me

BP: No no that‘s just my suit for fights and stuff

Rocket: You‘ll need it for your next fight.

BP: Huh?

Rocket: The fight for my heart *slowly backs off and turns around*

Rocket: GROOT, I HAVE A CRUSH, WUHAHAHHAHA *raises a gun in the air and starts shooting, while running to Peters ship*

BP:*Gets back on his feet and watches as they fly away, a smirk making its way on his lips* Oh, challenge accepted.

I‘m a basic bitch sry haha

Uhhh I can see that...Stephen asks just one question through their whole relationship: Are you serious?

#Marvel #the avengers #guardians of the galaxy #drax the destroyer #clint/natasha #Clint #natasha romanoff #loki odinson #loki #black panther #Rocket #gamora #peter quill #star lord #scott lang #ant man #dr strange #dr stephen strange #i ship it #I Mean #avangers

[imagine-loki]

By Valhalla’s Graces

TITLE: By Valhalla’s Graces CHAPTER NO./ONE SHOT: One Shot AUTHOR: melanoms ORIGINAL IMAGINE: imagine trying to find and/or lure Loki out of hiding when he dies. everyone is convinced that he’s actually dead. but you’re certain that he’s holed away in some unknown corner of the universe.

RATING: T NOTES/WARNINGS: language

When you called Stephen Strange to grab lunch, he wasn’t entirely surprised to hear from you. Ever since Loki died, you and the Sorcerer Supreme started spending more and more time together.

Apparently you had a type.

Yet, as much as you enjoyed his company, you and Stephen had a completely platonic friendship. In fact, when Thor made a comment about the possibility of you two being an item, you both nearly vomited at the thought.

Thor quickly retracted it in remorse as he realized that it was, indeed, too soon to be making such a comment. Even if it was completely off base.

When you arrived at the Sanctum that day, Stephen instantly knew that something was off about you. You stood a little too close to him or your eyes lingered a moment too long. If it had been anyone else but you, he might misinterpret your suspicious behavior as…flirting?

As you walked down the front steps of the Sanctum, you stopped him in his tracks by gently placing a hand on his elbow. You turned to face him, but he looked down at the stairs to avoid eye contact with you.

“Ohhh, Stephen…” you whispered sinfully.

He snapped his head upwards to look at you. His curiosity was piqued since you called him by his first name.

Not Strange.

Not Doctor.

Not Sorcerer Supreme Order of Jesus Christ.

Shit. You might actually be flirting with him.

You sauntered closer and gently stroked the side of his face.

Shit. You were definitely flirting with him. This couldn’t be good.

Completely frozen, his eyes widened as he sucked in a breath.

“W-what are you doing?” he gulped.

“Have I ever told you how much I admire your magic? The way that you so boldly protect this planet and, oh, only all of reality,” you sang.

You batted your eyelashes and gently bit your lip. Stephen’s eyes darted all around; refusing to make any kind of contact with yours or any other part of you for that matter.

“But Loki…”

“Is dead,” you spat.

To Stephen’s relief, you quickly withdrew your hand from him at the mention of your fallen lover. Your eyes burned with fires of rage and betrayal as you gritted your teeth.

You glanced down at the floor in a brief moment of remorse. But quickly buried your grief and returned your gaze to the Sorcerer Supreme.

“Loki tried to be a hero and got himself killed. Now,” you playfully fiddled with the front of Stephen’s sweatshirt. “I want to experience what real power feels like.”

You seductively raised an eyebrow. But Stephen was completely speechless. By his saving grace, your increasingly uncomfortable conversation was interrupted by an all too familiar voice from behind you.

“ENOUGH!”

You smirked in pleasure and gleefully spun around.

There he was. Dressed in his black suit ready to come at Strange with a dagger in each hand. Loki lifted one of his weapons to point it at the two of you. Stephen’s eyes grew wide.

What had you gotten him into?

“I refuse to listen to this disgusting engagement any longer!” Loki shouted. He upturned his lip and snarled. His voice echoed throughout the entryway of the Sanctum.

“FINALLY,” you looked up at the ceiling with an exacerbated sigh.

Loki lowered his dagger and tilted his head in surprise; confusion written across his face. He narrowed his eyes trying to put together what was going on.

“I’ve been looking everywhere for you,” you tried to clarify for him.

“You’ve been, you’ve been wha—”

“Looking. For. You. Dumbass.”

“But you.” Loki pointed at you with his dagger. Then moved it to point at Stephen. “And Strange…”

Stephen raised his hands to imply his innocence in any of your intentions. He nervously shook his head and opened his mouth to start speaking. But Loki cut him off before he could even get a word out; completely uninterested in anything he’d have to say.

“What the Hel is going on?”

“I was looking for you everywhere. Until I realized that I could get you to come to me,” you replied bluntly.

“Oh, you think so highly of yourself. That I would come crawling back to you at the sight of you with him. A display of ‘real power?’ ”

He mocked your expression with a haughty tone and made air quotes with his daggers.

“He’s clearly no threat to me.”

“Well, you’re here…aren’t you?”

Loki narrowed his eyes and took in a few breaths. Then, finally realizing the intentions of your flirtations with the lowly earth magician, the corner of his mouth upturned into a nearly imperceptible grin. His daggers disappeared from his hands as he stood up straight to readjust his tie.

You stepped down from the stairs and walked across the entryway to reunite with him. You could hear Stephen let out an audible sigh of relief.

You placed your hands on Loki’s shoulders and looked him in the eyes. His expression softened as he realized that you were, by Valhalla’s graces, relieved to see him too.

“I thought you were dead,” you said sternly.

“I know. I’m so sorry for that. I did it to protect you.”

“I don’t need protecting.”

“Yes, I know.”

He pulled you into an embrace with a sigh. Upon contact with his chest, you let out a deep breath. You missed the comfort of his body after months of being alone.

“But you’re here now. Really here?”

“Yes, I’m not going anywhere.”

“Good.”

You withdrew from his arms and cherished the loving look he gave you; quickly snapping a mental photo. Then, before he realized what you were doing, you slapped him firmly across the face.

Loki stumbled backwards as he put his hand to his cheek in utter shock. Stephen laughed from behind you; finally enjoying your company once again.

“Don’t you ever pull that shit on me again,” you barked.

Loki looked at you with wide eyes. His mouth hung open as he tried to process what just happened.

“You fake your death on me ever again and I will find you just to kill you myself.”

You took a threatening step towards him and gave him a deadly look.

“And I’ll be absolutely sure that it sticks.”

Loki’s eyes darted around for another moment. Then he took a deep breath and let out a low chuckle. Now realizing that he was a complete idiot for thinking that he could ever trick you; even with good intentions.

Fortunately for him, he was your idiot.

In life and in (fake) death.

#Loki #Lover #God of Mischief #Submitted one shot #submission #by valhalla's graces #melanoms

[doctorstrangeaskblog]

Stephen: Finally some peace-

Loki: Hi :3

Stephen: WHA-

Wanda: Hey:3

#doctor strange 2 #doctor strange #mcu #marvel #stephen strange

[coulphilson]

MCU characters as shit that’s been said by my friends

Tony: Get out of the way, I’m a liability!!

Steve: [Steve...? What are you doing? ...Steve?] huh? Oh sorry... I was thinking about Bucky

Natasha: it’s not that bad [don’t lie to yourself] I’m not lying to myself, I’m lying to you

Clint: shagging is such a weird word. Like, you could shag someone, but you’re stabbing them. Weird, man [that’s shanking] it’s weird

Bruce: my constant mood is ‘calmly panicking’. Imma trade mark it

Thor: *about boys and girls ‘flirt-fighting’* [does that mean if two girls fight each other, they like each other] YES

Loki: [it’s pride month] *mishearing* what did you say? It’s ‘python month’?

Fury: out of all the rebellions I’ve seen, this one is the worst. Rebel harder or give up

Peter Parker: I am literally a cereal box with muscles

Vision: How dare you assault my- what’s it called again? [an ankle] my ankle!?

Wanda: watch- watch me read yo mind *puts fingers on temple and closes eyes* wouwouwouwouwou

Sam: god it’s hard being the coolest dude here *puts in sunglasses before tripping over a rock*

Bucky: [keep this up and I’ll have to ring home] no sir, I don’t have a home

Rhodey: my best friend is the biggest dumb bitch but I love him so damn much

Pepper: *out of nowhere* hand sanitizer

Stephen: Imma throw hands so hard you’re gonna catch them in another dimension

Scott: do you recon ants think lizards are dragons

Hope: is this a look? [eeeeeeh...] I said is it a look, not is it a good one

Carol: [one-punch ‘em!] imma quarter-punch them instead. I’m a strong bitch

Maria Rambeau: *pointing at Carol* lesbiaaaaaaaan

T’Challa: The government needs to get on top of that [you are the government!] I am the government

Shuri: I’m gonna turn my calculator off- no wait I’m gonna write boobies

Okoye: can someone be a bitch, I wanna fight them but I need a reason

Ned: I wanna be a badass but I also wanna build LEGO for a living [that’s badass] oh shit dude, yeah it is

MJ: *teacher critiques writing* ‘shivers down my spine’?! What am I supposed to say!? ‘The windily ghost caressed my spine’?

Peter Quill: [you have a catastrophic amount of unearned confidence and it shows]

Gamora: [I don’t wanna make it a competition] I do

Nebula: I’d take the assualt charges

Mantis: [don’t you dare say anything to her!! She is too pure!!] wha? [see?!]

Rocket: ‘hyroglyphics’? Isn’t it pyrotechnics?

Groot: fuck the shut up

Drax: you can’t fail the test if you don’t do it

Coulson: [damn you just got killed] bitch I just got brutally murdered

#marvel #mcu #avengers #the avengers #endgame #incorrect avengers #avengers endgame #captain marvel #iron man #captain america #balck widow #hawkeye #hulk #nick fury #guardians of the galaxy #okoye #shuri #black panther #peter parker #spiderman #carol danvers #loki #thor #doctor strange #pepper potts #war machine

[maladaptive-ninja-returns]

Infinity War (3)

CHAPTER 3: TIME

Loki & The Avengers

Summary: A work inspired by @queencfthestarsdrfoster ‘s post of the universe where Loki is alive and Thor is avenged.

Series: Will contain all- and more- that we saw in Infinity War. Will not contain smut and fluff for obvious reasons. Might contain weird humor though.

Chapter content: Loki comes to earth.

Warnings: ...none, surprisingly.

Word count: I’ve started learning German. Like really basic German. I haven’t told anyone because *shrugs* I don’t know whenever I share something with someone it just...the thing just dilutes its importance and suddenly I do not seem to appreciate the thing I was doing, anymore. So, for now, it’s just me and this always-skipped wordcount that knows that. I’m also learning three other languages (just basics now) side by side.

MASTERLIST & Taglist in bio, my love

Jay & The Americans sing Come A Little Bit Closer in the lone pod traveling inevitably towards Earth as the scanners show another intruder ship in the atmosphere.

“Oh Hel,” Loki whispers to himself, giving the machine coordinates for the last place he heard Heimdall whisper to send the Hulk. The warning lights go all out as the destination is entered but Loki doesn’t have much time to think about it. The foreign spaceship has anchored itself on the planet, already going in with the intent of ‘be ruled or be killed’. He creates a trajectory for the landing in order to avoid any prying aliens and still be able to hit the ground without dying.

At least that’s what he intends to do until his eyes catch the whirlwind and he has to maneuver around the nearest building, avoid the lampposts, hit one, let his makeshift ship do multiple three-sixties till it lands in the same building he was last in when he had visited earth with Thor.

“Ugh,” he groans in pain, using the impact of the ship to try and hide the pain from the memory of watching his brother die, “I knew I could not trust anything owned by Quill!”

"What is he the lord of? Garbage technology?" Loki grumbles to himself for having to put too much effort into getting out of the totaled pod and finding himself facing a soft-looking man who is staring at him with a tilted head and a confused expression on his face.

"You're...Loki?" The chubby man states rather than ask the God.

"Wow," Loki tries to catch his breath, giving the man a smirk, "my reputation precedes me. And you are…?"

"Wong." The man shifts his hands to project golden sparkles covering his fists, making Loki give him a two-second judgmental stare before a sigh leaves his rapidly healing body.

"I'd nearly forgotten about that," he whispers to himself. "I come in peace, sorcerer," he announces, raising his hands, "as you can see, the earth is in trouble and your heroes-"

A wail comes and goes from above the crashed building they stand it, sounding almost-childlike.

"Is that...a kid?"

Wong too reruns the wail he just heard, never letting his guard down. "No…I hope not." But he is clearly worried about who that must have been.

"Do you know what's going on outside, Wong?" Loki asks the sorcerer.

"Something to do with you, I'm assuming," Wong almost sings back, his voice heavy and his stance never faltering. "Banner told us about Thanos. And you're supposed to be dead along with your brother.

Loki blinks. His throat feels heavy. But all he does is swallow it- like he always has. Just another gash in the lifetime of hurt. Only this one hurts like a pounding ache in the head.

"Thor's dead," his voice does not rise above a whisper, controlling the only way he knows how to react to the chest ache he gets now and then- rage. "And if you do not listen to me, mortal, you might as well be digging the entire universe's grave."

.

"Kid! Where'd you come from?"

Stark looks at Peter in his usual 'streetwear' blocking the alien from hitting him while asking Tony what was going on.

"A field trip to MoMA!" the boy nearly shrieks at the end as he is thrown away by the Black Dwarf.

From the corner of the street, Loki sees the chaos unfurling itself everywhere. From Ebony Maw- the most ruthless and disorientedly cunning of the Black Order- gaining in on Strange to the Black Dwarf using his strength in the most potent way on Stark and...

"That is a kid," Loki hears himself say in sheer disbelief. "When did Stark have a son?"

The building he is standing beside glows in a small circle before giving way to a huffing Wong walking straight through the portal with a mixture of fear and anger.

"You better have a plan," he is almost disgusted at himself to be asking Loki for help, "because these guys are beating the shit out of Strange and Stark. And on good days I like seeing Strange being beaten at something!"

Loki looks at Wong's pleading eyes not even trying to mask the helplessness the man is feeling at this moment. He likes this one. Mostly because they care so much for the same guy.

"Well, you're in luck then," Loki declares, taking off his cloak.

"I have a plan."

.

Ebony Maw. The master of torture, the creature who excels in every type of experimental pain he has ever come up with, fueled up by the cries of millions he has 'sacrificed' in the name of the greater good. He finally tastes the juices flowing inside him when he wraps the wizard inside the vines to take him up inside the ship and begin the most 'pure ritual in the world to cleanse this creature'. Everything in the name of balance. At last. The glory will be his master's. And the satisfaction of having ended those who oppose the master, his.

The ship is already getting away from the atmosphere and down below he can see the faint trail of fire coming towards the ship before going off.

He scoffs internally. Humans. Pretending they can own the universe.

An explosion echoes through the ship, taking away all the attention from his meandering thoughts to whatever little ruckus these sorry creatures have thought of now. A look at his screen and he finds balls of fire being thrown at the ship through the portals Stephen and his comrade had been using- or trying to use on him.

He wants to retaliate, show them their worth, but that would require him to take bits and pieces of his own battleship to be turned in the sharpest daggers before cutting through the portals and gutting whosoever lies behind them.

"Unworthy scum," is all he has to say before he warps away with the treasure he was here for.

.

Bruce is already closing his eyes when he hears Tony barge through the front door, stomping in with blood boiling through his veins.

"BANNER!" he shouts, coming to a halt near his face before hissing, "you better have a really good reason for telling me that the stone is safe just when I was nearly able to reach Voldemort's ship because I saw that grey bitch take the doctor with him."

"The stone is safe."

He turns around at Peter's voice.

"Kid," he nearly seems to have a stroke as he sees Peter standing in the sanctum in front of him, "I thought you were following the wi-"

"The wizard, yes," comes Peter's voice, again but from Tony's right this time.

Now Tony definitely seems to be having a stroke.

"What the hell is going on here?" Tony is frozen at his point, "Did you have a twin all this time, Parker?"

"Wha-no Mr. Stark," the one his right speaks, while the left one just smirks at him, arching his good brow and standing with his arms behind his back like...like...

"Who the hell are you?"

He is wishing it not be true.

"You know who I am, Stark," the Peter on his left stresses. In a British accent. "I missed you too."

"Show me your face, you son of a bitch," Tony hasn't blinked for a long time now and the real Peter can already feel his mentor's displeasure reach its peak.

"He helped me get Mr. Wizard to safety Mr. Stark," Peter nearly squeaks, fearing what Tony might do to the other guy. Just then he is awed by the golden and green light glittering away his image into someone taller- much taller- than him.

But Tony doesn't flinch.

"Now," Loki declares, the scars from the deep wounds still reflecting the blood over his face, giving his best smile to Tony, "let's have that drink, shall we?"

#loki #loki odinson #loki god of mischief #Loki Laufeyson #marvel loki #loki of asgard #loki (marvel) #loki x tony #loki fanfiction #loki fic #loki fanfic #loki fiction #loki feels #tony stark #stephen strange #peter parker #wong #bruce banner #thor #Avengers #The Avengers #avengers fic #Avengers infinity war #infinity war #avengers fanfiction #marvel #loki marvel #Marvel MCU #MCU #MCU fanfiction

[nosis-world]

Loki X reader unexpected ( part 2)

(Y/N) = your name

(Y/L/N) = your last name

This is set during Ragnarok

( A/N : thank you for all the love on part 1! I really appreciate it ♥️)

You both kept falling and honestly it took you maybe 10 minutes to realise what was going on. You also started to wonder what the hell happened to Thor, after what felt like hours you and Loki fell through another portal but this time you guys landed on a shiny wooden floor.

Your head was pounding so hard you could have passed out. After you got your focus back you and Loki stood up. You felt so clueless as to where you were. You looked around and saw what looked like a mansion with beautiful furniture and lots of wood and you saw Thor standing there with his umbrella and another tall handsome man with an interesting beard, yellow gloves and a weird blue outfit with a flying red Cape.

"I have been falling for 30 minutes!"Loki shouted. "I'm sorry but what the hell is going on" you said, annoyed and shy at the same time. "Oh I'm sorry miss (y/n)(y/l/n) you weren't supposed to fall through it was just meant for Loki, by the way my name is Dr Stephen strange" Dr strange stated. "Wha- how- you know who I am" you asked as your eyebrows furrowed,You were so confused. "Yeah you see I'm kind of a sorcerer" Dr strange said proudly, your mouth just went into an O shape pretending like you understood everything that was going on. "I'm sorry that I have dragged you in such a thing Lady (y/n)" Thor said with a sad smile. You smiled back but didn't respond. "You can handle him from here." Said strange. "Yes of course, thank you very much for your help" said Thor as they were shaking hands. "Handle me? Who are you? Loki growled, pulling his dagger out, ready to attack strange "you think you're some kind of sorcerer? Don't think for one minute, you second-rate". Dr strange then waves his fingers into a circle and another portal opens and he pushed both you and Loki towards it and all you want to do is go back to that dang cafe. "Bye bye" Stephan says with a wide grin on his face.

You land hard on the ground AGAIN and you just want to kill your head at this point because of all that pounding. You rub your hands on your head taking a few minutes to get your balance back and you stand up not even noticing that Loki and Thor had walked Infront before and you see the 2 of them looking and the view as they stand there silently. You walk Infront and notice the scenery and your in awe. It was absolutely beautiful, there was an ocean and you were on mountains and you just couldn't believe where you were. You stood next to Loki and just for a second you stared at his face and his long hair and realised how gorgeous he was in person "Look at this place, it's beautiful." A voice says. You Thor and Loki walk towards to voice. "Father?.... Father it's us" Thor says. As we all walk closer, a man with the same length of hair as Loki and Thor (but gray)comes into view sitting on a rock whilst his back facing us. You feel super awkward because you assume this was a father-son moment. "My son's, I've been waiting for you" Loki looking surprised as his father said. "Um I don't want to make you guys feel awkward so I'll be standing there" you whisper pointing towards a tree. " There is no problem lady (Y/N) we do not feel awkward, please stay." Thor says kindly and you just nod. "I see you've brought a beautiful Maiden with you, (y/n) it's nice to meet you, don't panic your here for a reason" says Odin. At this point you think this may be a dream and you start pinching yourself, first why do random men now all of a sudden know your name and for what reason were you here for. Loki looked at you as his eyebrows furrowed. He went into your head. He read your mind , he saw what you saw. You passed out.

After a while your eyes fluttered open and you felt sick. You sit up breathing heavily and Thor and Loki run by your side. "What the hell happened to me?!" You shouted irritated. "Lots of things" Loki laughs " please do not listen to him lady (y/n). Do not worry out father told us why you are here and you will join us on our quest to save Asgard!" Thor's says excitedly. As you were about to open your mouth to ask him, CRACK a jet black portal opens up and you just roll your eyes because tbh you were sick of even looking at portals. A woman in full back with a funny looking head set steps out and your stunned. "So he's gone" she says with a wide evil grin on her face.....

To be continued

#loki imagine #loki x reader #loki fluff #loki/thor #loki x y/n #loki (marvel) #lady thor #thor ragnarok #marvel imagines #imagines

[lothirielswanmarvel]

FACING GALACTUS: Avengers x Guardians of the Galaxy x X-Men (movie versions)

Word Count: 2904

Romantic interest: Thor (+ Star-Lord Love Triangle)

Summary: Our favorite Marvel heroes across cinematic franchises come together to battle the Destroyer of Worlds: Galactus.

—Character List: Movie Versions—

(NOTE: This list is provided because some Marvel characters may be referred to as their actual names, and not their hero titles. Also: two Fantastic Four characters were added to this sneak peak, but they may not be included/have a major role in the actual story.)

Reed Richards . . . Mr. Fantastic (member of Fantastic Four)

Shuri . . . Badass Princess of Wakanda (member of Avengers)

Susan Storm . . . Invisible Woman (member of Fantastic Four)

Scott Lang . . . Ant Man (member of Avengers)

Erik Lehnsherr . . . Magneto (member of X-Men)

Thor . . . Thor (member of Avengers)

Peter Quill . . . Star-Lord (member of Guardians of the Galaxy)

Mantis . . . Antennae Lady (member of Guardians of the Galaxy)

Steve Rogers . . . Captain America (member of Avengers)

Wanda Maximoff . . . Scarlet Witch (member of Avengers; relations with X-Men)

Sam Wilson . . . Falcon (member of Avengers)

Jean Gray . . . Dark Phoenix (member of X-Men)

Ororo Munroe . . . Storm (member of X-Men)

Carol Danvers . . . Captain Marvel (member of Avengers; relations with Guardians of the Galaxy)

Stephen Strange . . . Doctor Strange (Antisocial Sorcerer Supreme; relations with Avengers)

Evangeline Green . . . Angel (member of Avengers; relations with Guardians of the Galaxy)

Galactus . . . Galactus (Planet-eater. Douche of the universe. Do not engage under any circumstances)

—*—

I had three options. I was selfish, and I was a coward, so I chose the third.

“Just like Star Trek,” Reed Richards murmured at the control panel, next to Shuri.

“I’m more of a Star Wars guy,” Scott Lang said, stuffing his face with a peanut butter sandwich. To any other person, it was a harmless action. Innocent, even. In the dim lighting of the spaceship, all I could see was Scott’s jaw moving up and down. Destruction was rhythm. Crushing. Grinding into paste. Then he swallowed.

I shivered and turned away.

The first option was the simplest: killing myself. A few months ago, after the Moon Experience, stuck in space with no memories, I would’ve happily obliged. It would have been so easy. Quick, even. But I was selfish, and a coward. I chose the third.

Erik Lehnsherr and Susan Storm took up positions beside the massive machine. Their job was to keep the projector from becoming overwhelmed and obliterating us all.

His footsteps were loud. I felt his presence before his huge arms wrapped around me, holding me together like I would break into a million pieces if he didn't. Thor whispered softly in my ear, “You worry too much.”

Thor didn't really care who was around: he made it a known fact that we were together. I shook my head slightly, the back of my head brushing against his shoulder. “Can you blame me?”

“No. I don't blame you.” He was talking about more than just my nerves.

“Do you think I made the right decision?” I bit on my lip to keep it from trembling.

“I will support whatever decision you make,” Thor noted, pressing a kiss into my hair. “I don't like the thought of putting you in danger, but...I agree that there is no simple way to end this. It may be difficult, but I trust your judgement.”

“Do you really mean that, or are you just saying that to make me feel better?”

“No—I will never lie to you, my love,” Thor assured me. I felt his hot breath against my ear. “However, I am starting to favor that dream of yours where you bail on everyone and flee to the realm called Mexico.”

I sighed, and tried to enjoy the comfort of his closeness. “Don't cross that one out yet. Wade said he had some extra sombreros in his apartment.”

Wanda Maximoff floated above the ground and landed near us. She looked out the large glass window that displayed the vast vacuum of space. She nodded to us. Her expression was steady, but in her eyes, I could see the terror. “He’s getting closer.”

People gathered about the machine. Wanda joined Jean Gray, Carol Danvers, and Ororo Munroe as they positioned themselves by the massive cannon-like structure.

Option two was to restrain my advanced manipulation of gravity that brought Him here. Weaken them. Weaken me. The people in this room detested the idea. They stood against it. I knew Stephen Strange didn't imply anything personal with the proposition, but I couldn't go along with it. I was selfish, and a coward. I chose the third option.

I spun around to face Thor. He cupped my face in his hands. They were strong, large, and warm. It broke my heart to drag him into this.

“If this doesn't work…” I started, knowing he wouldn't like the proposition I was about to make.

“Then we leave this world together.” Thor prompted. His confident yet swift answer shocked me.

“Wha—no! I refuse to drag you down into the fiery pits of hell with me—and I know that’s where I'm heading, I've stolen too much of Tony’s scotch that's not for company. If there is any possibility of you surviving…” I trailed off underneath the intensity of his cerulean eyes.

“Evangeline, I am not going anywhere. You are all I have left—”

“Your siblings are still alive.”

“But they’re annoying and depressing. They stab everything.” Thor’s expression turned foul for a minute, his thoughts traveling to Hela and Loki. He shook his head and returned to the present. “You are the light of my life—you are my life. I've already learned of a world where you don't exist, I don't wish to return to it.”

The last line sealed my lips. The last few months hadn't been kind to him. They weren't exactly a walk in the park for me. I looked down. Thor’s hands fell from my cheeks and captured my hands. He squeezed them gently.

“Together.” I repeated. “If we die, that's all I want.”

“So do I.”

“...I'm sorry. I'm sorry for everything.”

Thor raised my hand to his lips, pressing a loving kiss on one, then the other. “None of this is your fault. And if this is the price to pay for a future with you, it's worth it.”

Thor’s hands returned to my cheeks and leaned down for a kiss. I tried to memorize every detail. The clash of his soft lips and the scratchy, ticklish feel of his beard. The hotness of his breath. Every detail of Thor’s exterior should’ve been rough and intimidating, but it was too soft, too gentle.

“I love you,” He murmured against my mouth. “Just remember, darling: the glass is half full.”

“Only if that glass is full of vodka, sweetie. I love you.”

He laughed against my lips, pulling me in for one last kiss. We broke apart reluctantly. Thor tucked a loose hair behind my ear, and joined the others by the machine.

Wanda and Scott stood together. They must’ve watched the exchange, like the infamous eavesdroppers they were. Together, they wore dubious looks.

I glared and did something that Wanda hated. WOW MY THOUGHTS ARE REALLY LOUD, SOUNDS LIKE I'M SHOUTING, GOOD THING NO ONE CAN HEAR ME.

Wanda flinched. Jean Gray tossed a scowl at me. Carol glanced between Wanda and I. “Are you guys doing a staring contest? I used to do those with Nick, I'm really good.”

“Nick Fury?” Scott asked.

“Yeah.”

“Woah. He lets you call him Nick? He doesn't even let me address him in public.”

“Hmm.” Carol stayed quiet, but her eyes widened as she turned away. Scott didn't miss this detail, and ate his sandwich with more intensity.

Peter Quill approached me next. He wasn't thrilled that after my four months spent in space with the Guardians, I rejoined my old life, specifically my giant of a boyfriend.

He stood two feet away, hands hanging casually around his belt buckle, but his shoulders were too stiff to be nonchalant.

“All the tech’s good to go.” Quill said.

My head tilted to the side. “You don't have to be here, Peter. I don't want you to risk your life because of me.”

“I want to.” He insisted. The way he said it reminded me of a kid. I smiled slightly, and Peter must’ve taken it as a good sign.

“I'm not goin’ anywhere. But...it's times like these that I wish I was still half god,” He mused.

We glanced out at the extended panel of stars. Night and light, mixed into one. Mystical and frightening. If I wasn't about to die, I might’ve found the display beautiful.

“It's a whole new world, Jasmine.” Peter replied. It was his hobby to nickname me after Disney princesses. I didn't feel like a heroine: I was dooming everyone on the ship.

“Unless you stole a genie lamp that can get us out of this mess, I don't want to hear it.” My tone was mocking, yet somehow I managed to smile.

Quill shook his head, reinforcing his hands around his waist. “Nah. But you know...if I got one wish…”

His face turned from the glass to me in a sly yet dramatic way. His gaze was trained on me. His expression was almost peaceful, day-dream like.

“...It would be to make that smile reach your eyes.” Peter replied softly.

I didn't know what to say. Thankfully, Reed Richards came to the rescue. “Star-Lord, we need you at this control panel.”

He winked at me as he backed away, and returned to the board of buttons. Sam Wilson glanced around the room, “We look good...as good as we’ll get. I think we’re ready.”

Erik’s fists tightened. “We will be.”

Jean Gray straightened. Her red curls fluttered around her elbows like thirsty flames. “It's time.”

Steve Rogers and Mantis appeared at my side as my moral support. I looked out the window, and I knew I would need it.

Option three was the most difficult, the most impossible. Galactus wanted me to become his new “Herald” for my manipulation over gravity. One incident—I barely made the planet move an inch—and I was being hunted across galaxies. I harbored these abilities for four months now, after the Moon Experience, and it felt like I was fully connected to myself, like there was an extra sense of reality that I was now tuned in to. I didn't want to dispose of them. I didn't want to die. I was selfish, and a coward. I was going to fight Galactus.

I knew He had arrived, because the lights in the sky were going out. Something was blocking our view of them—something colossal.

As the lights were snuffed out across the horizon, Mantis’ hand fell upon my shoulder. “Relax,” She said. Her tone was usually silvery and light, but now it was brittle and cracked with fear.

Steve held up his shield—everyone knew it was useless, but it was a failed attempt to calm my nerves.

“We are Vul-CANS, not Vul-CANTS,” Shuri sounded younger than before. “We can do this. Begin firing!”

They reacted in unison. Thor, Carol, Wanda, Ororo, Jean—all took aim at the massive machine in the center of the room. I looked away as the room was filled with light. My eyes burned, and dark splotches danced before my gaze as the brightness seared every surface. The air in the room was alive now, like electricity. My skin was riddled with bumps—from the fear or immense energy source, I couldn't tell which.

I watched the reflection of the spectacle on the glass. Erik and Susan had the most tortured expressions, hands outstretched, trying to keep the machine together under the stress of so much power. I unclenched my fists at my sides as pain overwhelmed my palms.

“It's not enough!” Reed shouted over the noise. Lightning crackled from Ororo and Thor. “Scott, deploy the Pym Particles!”

The machine roared out with distaste. Steve pulled Mantis and I close, his shield angled at the source of blinding light. Apparently, his discomfort with technology hadn't lessened. In this moment, I couldn't blame him.

I could feel the energy against my scalp and rushing across my cheeks. I glanced back at the window. Most of the stars were gone in the sky. It was just darkness now. Night and light were separated by the fragile glass barrier.

“They didn't do this in Star Trek!” Shuri cried out.

“Everything Zachary Quinto does looks effortless! We’re almost there, keep up the pressure!” Reed’s eyes were protected with thick sunglasses. His dark hair whipped about his face.

“Didn't Uhura dump his logical ass?” Sam shouted.

“He still has Kirk!”

“STAR WARS IS BETTER! STAR WARS NEVER PUT US IN A SITUATION WHERE WE ALMOST DIED!” Peter nearly screamed to be heard.

“STAR WARS NEVER HAD LEONARD NIMOY—SHUT UP AND DO YOUR JOB, QUILL!” Reed’s face was slick with sweat.

The entire ship started to groan. I was focused on our view of space. Two lights now flickered in the sky. They were perfectly aligned with each other.

He's here.

Erik’s reflection staggered. His arms remained up, but one knee touched the ground, and I could see veins popping out across his face. Ororo’s lips were spread apart, teeth clenched together as beams of electricity flashed from her fingertips.

Mantis’ touch couldn't stop my heart from staggering when my gaze flickered to Thor. He was doing alright...sort of. His face was shiny with sweat, but that wasn't the most concerning part. Jagged bolts of lightning protruded from his body and flashed across the interior of the ship, sending up a shower of sparks. Erik and Susan could barely handle the projector—could they keep the ship from tearing apart?

“NOW!” Reed Richards held onto the edge of the panel for support.

Shuri pulled a lever. Energy shot out of the projector, exploding across the dark canvas.

It was what the light illuminated that made me hesitate. The outline of the helmet was like the hands of God coming together, slightly caved in on themselves, but never meeting. The grooves of a face were sketched with light, creased but not wrinkled, and the rest was hidden by the massive helm, like it was shielding the being from any association with humanity. It was a face that asserted dominance, even cruel regalty, with two inhuman orbs that showed no emotion.

This was the cosmic terror that the Silver Surfer warned be about. This was the monster that left Xandar as a dust cloud. This was Galactus.

The ship had gone dead silent in the absence of the energy surge. Reed’s voice mustered me from my terror. “Evangeline! Now!”

Every action from that point on was instinctual. I was just an observer, floating out above my body watching the spectacle. I saw my arms rise in front of me, almost cupping the little speck of light in the sky. I focused on that tiny little pinpoint, pressing down against the laws of reality, imagining myself punching a hole in space.

I hoped I was doing this right. I never made a black hole before.

I caught a flicker of movement at my side. Wanda had moved to the window, crimson bands weaving between her fingers. Her second job was manipulating density. Susan joined us as we concentrated on our task.

My focus remained on the light. It started to shrivel, becoming smaller and smaller. I heard the hiss of someone’s breath. It sounded painful. I felt a new pressure pull down on my limbs as I continued to condense the tiny sun.

The small spark of light slowly shrank and melted from existence. An eternal horizon of night lay in its wake.

“Alright, that's enough. Scott, send in the rest of the Pym Particles. We need to get out of range—activate the teleporters, Quill.”

The voice sounded faint, blurry even, like it was submerged underwater. I think it was Reed’s.

It took a minute to will myself to stop. My role as an astral observer wore off and I reconnected with reality, feeling aches and pains. Susan collapsed on the floor.

Light consumed my skin and my surroundings vanished. We returned to the Grandmaster’s ship.

I winced at the brighter walls leaned on the nearest wall for support. Wanda lowered herself to the ground and lay flat, staring up against the ceiling. “I think...I’ll take that little yellow pill that Wade Wilson offered me a long time ago.”

I sank down to the floor next to her, sitting up against the wall. “Do you think I’ll get a neighbor discount?”

Thor’s boots appeared before me. I couldn't make my chin move up. He sat down next to me, wrapping a burly arm around my shoulders. His skin was usually hot, but it was blazing against the back of my neck. We communicated without words as I scooted closer to him and our fingers entwined.

Stephen Strange walked up to our party. “Did it work?”

Reed’s arm stretched out and clicked some of the buttons on the wall. The surface became reflective glass. “Let’s find out.”

I glanced over Thor’s hand at the endless night. It was too dark. Too deep, too terrifying. And those two orbs still penetrated the black veil, inching closer.

Thor’s quick reflexes shielded my eyes before the explosion of light hit. It was blinding and made my body freeze, like I was Cap stuck in the ice, numb. It was that moment in the movie theater when the music escalated unexpectedly in the dark and it made your heart skip a beat and you stiffened with terror.

The light faded. I turned, feeling Thor’s chest press against my back as we looked out at the result. Everyone was eager to see—even Wanda propped herself up on her elbows to witness the outcome.

“What...what is that?” Jean Gray was the only one standing besides our tech support. An eerie yellow shade made her porcelain skin glow.

“The event horizon,” Reed Richards answered, his words tinged with awe.

Shuri gasped. “I should add this to my story...that would really show my brother and his pathetic cat videos.”

Scott nodded dully. “Yeah...I’m never watching Star Trek ever again.”

Carol Danvers leaned forward, peering at the fiery ring at the center of space. “Hold on...I’ve seen black holes, and that is not supposed to happen.”

I felt Thor grow rigid behind me. Three words escaped my mouth. “Oh my God.”

The pitch black of the sky morphed into a magenta hue. The mass of color moved, seeming to swat at the black hole.

The swarming mass dissipated.

The magenta background gave off it's own luminescence, and the face of Galactus reappeared. His expression was still neutral. Undaunted.

“Holy shit…” I heard Peter say. “What now?”

~~~~~~~~~~~~

Author's Note: Hi Awesome Adventurers, thanks for reading! I’ve been playing around with the idea of this novel for awhile, but I’d like to hear personally from you guys before I start publishing actual chapters. But thank you so much for reading, and please, if you enjoyed this, I’d love to hear from you! If I do start hearing from people, I will post this story on Tumblr, Archive of Our Own, and Wattpad. Your words are powerful, and I’d love to hear them c: love, fortune and glory to you!!

*Also, a few other things on this chapter: I included the Fantastic Four, but it is highly unlikely that they'll have a huge role in this series: they're just kinda thrown in here for the hardcore Marvel fans and to poke fun at Chris Evans. I also consulted a relative of mine with a physics degree, including my own research done on the topic, for this chapter. I know it's not the most perfect theory, but the idea came to me and I thought it would be cool to do! Thanks for reading!

#marvel #Avengers #Guardians of the Galaxy #xmen #fantastic four #shuri #Carol Danvers #thor #thor x reader #reed richards #susan storm #ororo munroe #erik lensherr #sam wilson #Steve Rogers #Stephen Strange #scott lang #peter quill #mantis #wanda maximoff #jean gray #dark phoenix #galactus #star trek #holy shitballs #deadpool #Evangeline Green: the Eternal Horizon

[im-tops-bottom]

Howard: wha- how how did I get here? Where am I?

Tony: did you seriously bring back my dad? Of all the people from the past

Howard: dad?

Tony: it's me. Tony.

Howard: Tony? Oh god my so-

Stephen: *punches Howard right in the jaw before dragging Tony away complaining how that hurt his hands but was worth it*

Loki: *shrugs* what can ya do? *Follows after them*

Howard: *shocked* what the hell just happened?

Steve: hey Howie

Howard: I think i just died and went to heaven. Steve is tha-

Bucky: *socks Howard right in the jaw* that's for Tony *grabs Steve's hand and walks away*

Fury: welcome to the 21st Century Howard Stark. let's sit down and have a chat, shall we?

Howard: *nods as he cups is jaw amd follows hissing in pain*

#frostironstrange #stucky #fury just wants to talk #howard can't catch a break

[loki-the-predator]

A guide to writing starters

This blog got quite busy (which I absolutely love) however, I noticed that some people struggle to come up with a starter to call out to my character. When it comes to starters I’m quite picky because I have two ultimate pet-peeves being God-modding and one-liners, and sometimes it can be hard to create something.

Because there are probably many out there who struggle with creating starters I decided to make a little guide on how to create starters along with examples, and why stuff works and why not. This guide can be both used to create open as closed starters.

I’m going to use my character Loki in these examples and I picked a couple of examples that I created for him, and a couple of examples that were handed to him. Yes, I asked those mun’s if I could use them.

So, let’s get to this.

Four foundations

To create a starter you need some foundations. I create my starters mostly on a couple of foundations, listed bellow. Not every foundation has the be used in every starter, you can mix and match but there is one foundation that you almost cannot leave out and that is the first one of this list. The four foundations I use are:

What is my character doing

Scenery

Openings sentence

plot

It sounds simple but let’s take a closer look...

What is my character doing?

This is one of the most important things, and as I said, it’s almost impossible to leave this one out. If you are going to write a starter you should know that whatever your character is doing, it affects the other. On top of that it is very important that you write the actions of your character alone and not the other as well.

You can place small little details on how your character is looking (handsome in a neat suit or bloodied if he just got out of a fight), but also other small things as age, hair, eye color, etc. Just make sure to not barrage the other player with an infinite amount of details because it can get overwhelming, and when characters are in their first meeting you will get there along the way anyway.

An example; gotten from @jester-datshyboi

The young boy, which appeared somewhere around 14-15 walked silent as ever through the dark and gloomy forest. He had absolutely no idea how he got there, or what lead him to the forest, but it was similar to a strong energy pulling him in. He gripped the wooden handle of his butcher knife in his padded pocket, just to comfort himself. He knew whatever beasts would be in this forest couldn’t be harmed by that little dagger no matter what.

In this case it was very important that he stated that his character was a minor, which for a lot of rp-ers changes their behavior towards them (Had I not liked it to rp with a young boy, I could have made him turn away and abandon the post, and because I’m polite I would have contacted the mun to let them know).

Please note how the mun keeps his character's actions to himself. This is very important because what your character does, affects mine even though you have no clue yet how my character is going to respond.

Scenery

A second and very important part of a starter is scenery. It can be abandoned mostly as you will see in the example with ‘openings sentence’, but it makes it more difficult. What do we mean by scenery? Well, any place you can think of. A house, a beach, a forest, a living room, whatever. If it fits and it is a place, you’re good to go.

For my character Loki I have created (like literally in my mind, I made map) a couple of places he resides if I want to create a starter. This way I can create a scenery for someone or can start from my scenery which I know.

An example, written for a Venom I wanted to rp with

Loki walked into the lab eyeing the interior with disgust, the door sliding shut behind him. He really disliked the sterile and white rooms and even more so all the weird machinery and tools.

The God slowly turned on his heel taking in his surroundings, the smell of bleach filling his nostrils. In the middle of the room stood a single chair, the kind where they usually strapped someone into to keep one in control. Glass cabinets were placed along the walls holding various of pots with liquids and there was a trolley with some shining tools placed on them.

Loki wasn’t quite sure what to make of this yet. Would he end up in that chair or someone else? His contract with S.H.I.E.L.D. stated he would not be harmed as long as he worked for the Avengers (even though he didn’t like that one bit and he had been forced to do so), but one could never be sure. There were many who still held a grudge against him and he was certain a couple of them wanted nothing more than the prod and pry at him like some lab-rat.

“What is the meaning of this?” he asked coldly.

I created this scenery with a specific character in mind I was going to reach out to, being Venom. Luckily I knew a little about the character and I knew from the trailers that the creature resided in a lab of some sorts, this gave me some pointers. This scenery is very detailed and I explicitly chose to do so because of the other character. In this case the scenery could play a major role where my character could have been forced to sit down in that chair and suffer the horrors from the alien. Or the other could have made the tools rattle or the cabinets explode, whatever they would have liked.

Openings sentence

So, you have decided what your character is doing and you’ve set a scenery, now he/she/it wants to say something to give the other an opening to make the reply easier. Please note, this is optional as you saw in the first example.

I really cannot tell you what your character should say because it depends on the other rp-er you are interacting with (you probably know that character otherwise you wouldn’t reach out). The most easy thing is to ask a question because it is far easier for the other to answer to a question than a statement, but statements would do fine as well.

If you want some inspiration you can search Tumblr for “rp starters” or “prompts”. You will get an endless lists of things your character can say.

An example, written for a Klaus I wanted to rp with

It had taken him quite some time to track the man. The other was smart, quick and didn’t leave many tracks behind but even the slightest detail was enough for the God to eventually close in on him.

The Trickster was sure that the man - if it was a man that you could call him - was aware that he was being followed. But Loki had his own tricks to cover up his tracks and he was sure they had been dancing around each other for a while now.

He crouched down and ran his index finger through a puddle of blood and rubbed his finger against his thumb, a little green magic coming from the tip of his fingers to test it before he cleaned his fingers with the same magic. Then he gracefully raised to his feet.

A sly smile formed on his lips as he felt a presence behind him. “It is truly a pleasure to meet you,” he said with a velvet voice and turned a little.

I was struggling with how to introduce the other character to mine because I very much wanted them to meet but their universes differed very much. The sentence in this was the inspiration to build the scenery and Loki’s actions around it. I choose the difficult way in this to start with a statement instead of question.

As you can see there is barely any scenery in here, just a puddle of blood somewhere. I left it open for the other to fill in or not, in this case it really didn’t matter.

Plot

In my opinion is this one of the most difficult things to create especially when your characters aren’t even introduced yet. Usually I don’t put in plot with first meetings, this can wait until characters know each other. Plot is nothing more than a problem or a challenge for a character.

If you really wish to incorporate plot but you can’t come up with something, just google ‘dnd plot generator’. There are tons of websites which give you a random one-liner plot which can be used as inspiration for your rp.

An example, gotten from @dr-stephen-v-strange

So we did some research and apparently you can duplicate or something, so we don’t really know whom to contact or who is trustworthy (Thor is not acting like a reliable source). But we are kinda getting desperate. Mordo has been killing off magic users and with the Sorcerer Supreme gone, we could use someone with a bit more experience than the novices who keep creating portals to random places and then walk through them into walls or falling down hundreds of feet.

Well, I guess it’s pretty clear on what we are going to do even though we haven’t even met; we are going to hunt Mordo!

Another example, gotten from @xsimpletrashx

Lastly I have another example from a starter I got and I’m going to break it down for you a little and put my comments and thoughts in there in bold and you’ll see why.

The plan was simple. Loki had to stay at Stark tower to compensate for the damage he had done during the invasion of New York.

Okay, so I’m being forced to be stuck in a tower? Let’s see where this goes.

The tower has already been repaired and equipped with one of the best security systems in the US.

Scenery, awesome, I can not escape if I wish so.

Not that they needed much security with those enchanted handcuffs around Loki’s wrists anyway. They were separated, not to confine him too much, but still capable of restricting any kind of sorcery and godly strength.

Wait what? You are restricting my character? wha-?

In those cuffs, the trickster was basically human, at least that’s what Thor said.

Ah good, a fail-safe that almost neutralizes all that has been previously stated! If I don’t want to be restricted I can denounce it because Thor said something that could have been a lie. Good!

Tony was delighted when he heard the news, much to his teammates’ dismay. The genius was simply intrigued with things that were… new. The god was new and Tony yearned to know what made said god tick. To learn about his magic and use his thousand years old knowledge to defend the earth, who wouldn’t want that? …maybe he was also pleased to get a little payback for all the people who died during the attack. Well, nobody could blame him for that.

Good, this gives me some information about the other’s character and his motivations (plot).

“For all it’s worth, my dad didn’t give a shit about my problems either but here I am.” Tony joked halfheartedly as he led his new guest into his workshop.

Openings-sentence meant for me. I can respond however I like. Good!

Of course, he was still wary of being around the god without his suit on, handcuffs or not, especially since the last time that happened he got thrown out of the window, but that never stopped him from running his mouth.

More plot and character insight.

This particular example is very tricky because it borders a little on god-modding. Luckily for the both of us Loki has been restricted and whatever not for his past so many times in so many fics that I was willing to roll with it - heck! It even made sense! But had another character - for example Jester from the first example - forced this upon Loki, or had Loki forced this upon another character such as Klaus from the thirds example, than things might have turned out very differently.

What not to do

Well, of course you can do this but as I told at the beginning, god-modding is my ultimate pet-peeve and I know I’m not the only one. For example if you send me this I will not answer:

Loki had been reading a book in the corner when he suddenly heard a voice. “And who might you be?” she inquired, breaking the silence making Loki jump out of his boots by the unexpected sound.

Why I don’t like this? First of all, you are forcing my character to read a book. Good thing he loves his books but maybe he doesn’t want to read at this point, that is a decision for me to make. Then we get some scenery which is incomplete. Where are we? Home? Library? Beach? Just pick a place and try to fit it to your character. Then there is a sentence (which is fine), followed by how my character reacts to breaking that silence. Again, you decided how my character reacts (startled) which goes against the nature of my character because it takes a lot for him to jump out of his boots.

As you can see this starter is short but that doesn’t really matter. Let me give you an example on how you could write this differently.

She walked into the library silently, her footfalls barely disturbing the silence until she noticed the man. “And who might you be?” she inquired, breaking the silence and startling the other occupants of the room.

The difference here is that you kept your actions for yourself and haven’t forced any on mine, he can be doing whatever he wants. You created a scenery (a library and a silent one at that! Yes, could have been that there was a riot going on!) You created an openings-sentence, a question even which gives my character a reason to respond, and you even used some npc’s to create a reaction you EXPECT from my character as well but you didn’t force me.

TL;DR

In any starter just stick to the following things: what is MY character doing or saying? What is the scenery, aka, where is my character and is it logical for the other to be there too? What do I want to say? Can I insert some plot? You can mix and match these in any way you like.

I hope this was useful and if you want to add some things, please let me know. Also, this is my humble opinion on how I create starters and on how I love to see them, there is not rule to play by, my words aren’t chiseled in stone. ;-)

#rp advice #creating starters #starters guide #rp guide #Admin post

[ao3feed-buckyxtony]

Reconstruction

read it on the AO3 at http://bit.ly/2TDTf7I

by Kaori (TheInternet)

James let out a deep sigh, “I’m leaving.”

“Wha-”

“I’ve been pardoned and I’m going to get the triggers taken out of my head. I-”

“Why don’t you just stay here? Isn’t the princess working on getting them out? You just need to give them some more time.”

“No, Steve. I’m going back to the U.S. It’s my best bet.”

Steve crossed his arms, adopting a disappointed stance. “Who’s providing this?”

“Stark.” -

James gets a pardon in order to seek help for the triggers. He doesn't know what to expect since everything Steve told him was horseshit and the media is almost as untrustworthy. All he knows is that going to Stark for help seems like walking into a lion's den.

Words: 2317, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Marvel Cinematic Universe

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence

Categories: F/F, F/M, M/M

Characters: Tony Stark, James "Bucky" Barnes, James "Rhodey" Rhodes, Carol Danvers, Wanda Maximoff, Vision (Marvel), Steve Rogers, Clint Barton, Sam Wilson (Marvel), Scott Lang, Harley Keener, Harley Keener's Sister, Natasha Romanov (Marvel), Bruce Banner, Miles Morales, Peter Parker, Peter Quill, Riri Williams, Shuri (Marvel), T'Challa (Marvel), M'Baku (Marvel), Hope Van Dyne, Kamala Khan, Peter B. Parker, Peni Parker (Spider-Man: Into the Spider-Verse), Peter Porker, Gwen Stacy, Jessica Jones, Luke Cage, Danny Rand, Matt Murdock, Gamora (Marvel), Nebula (Marvel), Rocket Raccoon, Groot (Marvel), Drax the Destroyer, Mantis (Marvel), Yondu Udonta, Erik Killmonger, Okoye (Marvel), Nakia (Black Panther), Thor (Marvel), Loki (Marvel), Brunnhilde | Valkyrie (Marvel), Everett Ross, Christine Everhart, Thaddeus Ross, Stephen Strange, Wong (Marvel), Laura Barton, Pepper Potts, Happy Hogan

Relationships: James "Bucky" Barnes/Tony Stark, M'Baku/T'Challa (Marvel), Bruce Banner/Brunnhilde | Valkyrie/Thor, Shuri/Riri Williams

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Angst, Fluff, Torture, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD, Tony Stark Has A Heart, Politics, Slow Burn, Emotionally Repressed, Italian Tony Stark, Parent Tony Stark, Tony Stark Still Has Arc Reactor, Extremis Tony Stark

read it on the AO3 at http://bit.ly/2TDTf7I

#tony x bucky #bucky x tony #tony stark x bucky barnes #bucky barnes x tony stark #winteriron #marvel

[originaljediinjeans]

MCU Rewatch: “Avengers: Infinity War” (2018)

Ebony Maw is, like, the worst. He’s just such a sycophant to Thanos, and a real sucker for the ideology, a flatterer. Believe me his death was very satisfying.

I just hate how Thanos pretends to sympathize with his victims. Thanos is an a++ creeper

Thor is just suffering this entire film and it hurts to watch

Loki’s death: I think Loki knew he didn’t stand a chance with his butterknife. there had better be a good reason that this is how it went down because

“You consider failure experience? I consider experience experience.” This is totally Loki BSing but this is actually kind of a good perspective to have about life’s little misfortunes.

Are the stones connected to Thanos himself? Through the gauntlet? Does that connection grow? 

Considering that Vision was feeling the Mind Stone acting up in his forehead I think the Infinity Stones are connected and the Gauntlet only amplifies the connection. 

The only good explanation for the Soul Stone giving itself to Thanos is that the Infinity Stones are Sentient and Evil. It’s a stretch to justify Thanos somehow sincerely having love for a daughter he spent years abusing. IMO it’s plausible, but it’s a stretch

If any of the Asgardians survived and escaped Thanos’ assault, Marvel owed us footage of that

I think the reason that Gamora’s backstory was changed was because showing her parents being killed in front of her would have been more violent and more terrifying for the audience. It also would not have lent itself to demonstrating Gamora and Thanos’ relationship. But it still could have been done a certain way to make it less disturbing and had the same effect.

Tony got at least the idea for Nanotech from Wakanda. 

“No more surprises, I promise.” *Doctor Strange shows up* To be fair, that surprise was unplanned

Tony Stark needs to be in control because he is scared. It was true in Age of Ultron and Civil War and it is true now. 

I don’t think Ned heard a word of what Peter said on the bus

Spider-man showing up out of nowhere during the fight against Maw and saving Tony’s butt is such a great entrance, I’m so grateful we have Tom Holland as Spider-man in the MCU

Doctor Strange in his own movie was pretty cool, but Doctor Strange at his full powers in Infinity War is MIND-BLOWINGLY AWESOME

Tony built the IronSpider suit because he just KNEW that something bad would happen and the suit that Peter was already using wouldn’t be enough. 

Bruce’s struggle against the reluctant Hulk is sad but it’s hilarious

The GOTG entrance is RAD, it’s the raddest thing about the whole movie, the Guardians of the Galaxy are the grooviest thing since ever

Also their reaction to Thor is straight-up hilarious

Really, Thor, why didn’t you just stop to hang out? Do you really need a Thanos-killing weapon that badly? 

okay maybe he does

Rocket will regret leaving his friends so brusquely

Vision disguised as human in public is everything

If the WandaVision TV show isn’t as cool as their fight in Edinburgh I don’t want to watch it

Vision might be badly injured for most of the film but he is not a helpless damsel in distress and he won’t go down without a fight, and that increases my respect for him so much more

but on the other hand, if they can get the Mind Stone out of Vision’s forehead w/o killing him, they should. There’s no reason for him to die. C’mon, bro, don’t be a doormat. You’re a person and you have value! How many times have you said that about other people? At least twice in my fanfiction. 

What other thoughts did Vision have about the Mind Stone? I’m intrigued. No, scratch that, I’m beyond intrigued.

Star-lord needed a better plan for confronting Thanos on Knowhere

“Swear to me on your mother.” Gamora knows how much PeterQ’s mother meant to him, she knows how much he’s never recovered from her death, she wouldn’t have made him take that oath unless it was serious

I remember the first time I saw IW, seeing the Red Skull as the guardian of the Soul Stone SHOOK me

Also he refers to the ‘stones’ plural--Schmidt KNEW!

Peter Parker pays attention to popular film and culture in ways that matter--like, that’s where he gets ideas for how to do things. He’s good to have around

Stephen Strange should have called out Tony for wanting to run from the other Avengers for personal reasons, that was at least one factor on him deciding to go to Titan

Is it just me or is Tony Stark the first person to actually refer to Doctor Strange as “Doctor”?

Nebula :’( :’( :’( 

I have issues with the Stormbreaker arc but really though the scene with Rocket and Thor talking it out is so good

I think Thor, to an extent, is faking his anger, or at least using it to mask his sadness. he doesn’t need revenge he needs a hug and a blanket--I mean not that the universe isn’t at stake if Thanos isn’t stopped but yeah man. He was actually crying while he was talking to Rocket

Rocket probably thinks Thor’s family is pretty messed up and he’s absolutely right

You may have thought after the first GOTG movie that Rocket’s thing with prosthetics was a joke, but no, it’s pretty serious

Peter apologizing to Stark and Strange in advance in case he lays eggs in either of them was actually a pretty good thing to do. It’s something I would do.

How hard did the story development team have to work to find a part for Peter Dinklage?

Whas Okoye being sarcastic about the Starbucks comment? Is she really happy about the Avengers being there or Wakanda’s new foreign policy period? 

Oh Bucky <3 <3 <3

Proxima Midnight is FIERCE #femalevillaingoals

“You are in Wakanda now. Thanos will how nothing but dust and blood.” How prophetic. 

Ieitri has known Thor for a while. Probably since Thor was a kid. 

Nat’s face when Thor shows up in Wakanda: “Would’ve been nice if you showed up ten minutes ago.”

I don’t think Wanda needed to be with Vision for his surgery. If she had stayed out in the battlefield the Avengers and the Wakandan army might have stood a better chance. But then Idk who would have protected Vision so...

The Titan team’s plan to snare Thanos was pretty good, but it would have actually worked if they’d given Quill a job for after they tied him up

Sam and Rhodey teamwork--I’m here for it. Wish we’d gotten more of that instead of Civil War. Heck, I need a Sam and RHODEY tv show!

I love how Bruce Banner finds his moxie

Why did the one guard put Nebula back together? If he knew that Nebula was so bent on killing Thanos why did he do that? Would Thanos have ordered that?

Nebula must have gone to find Gamora and warn her that Thanos was ready to make his move sometime before Ragnarok happened. 

How much did Thanos know about Sutur and Ragnarok? Was he watching? 

Plot hole explanation: Loki took the throne and withdrew Asgard’s troops from its territories, Thanos came to Nidavellir and ordered the gauntlet made. You’re welcome. 

Wait, no, Loki withdrawing Asgard’s troops also paved the way for Thanos to attack Xandar also--Loki was trying to protect himself but instead he gave Thanos free reign to collect the stones

(if they’ve had a couple of years since Ronan attacked, though, shouldn’t they have rebuilt some of their military by then?)

Seriously, Wanda, way to go sister. 

Even if Thanos can’t die without getting his head cut off he can still get hurt pretty badly with the right weapon and I don’t think that’s a fact to be ignored. 

Okoye’s face when T’challa turns into dust before her eyes. Then her watching the Decimation as it happens around her, she’s ready to CRY, she is TERRIFIED

#we're in the endgame now #The Final Countdown #Avengers: Infinity War

[ao3feed-harleykeener]

by Kaori (TheInternet)

James let out a deep sigh, “I’m leaving.”

“Wha-”

“I’ve been pardoned and I’m going to get the triggers taken out of my head. I-”

“Why don’t you just stay here? Isn’t the princess working on getting them out? You just need to give them some more time.”

“No, Steve. I’m going back to the U.S. It’s my best bet.”

Steve crossed his arms, adopting a disappointed stance. “Who’s providing this?”

“Stark.” -

James gets a pardon in order to seek help for the triggers. He doesn't know what to expect since everything Steve told him was horseshit and the media is almost as untrustworthy. All he knows is that going to Stark for help seems like walking into a lion's den.

Words: 2317, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Marvel Cinematic Universe

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence

Categories: F/F, F/M, M/M

Characters: Tony Stark, James "Bucky" Barnes, James "Rhodey" Rhodes, Carol Danvers, Wanda Maximoff, Vision (Marvel), Steve Rogers, Clint Barton, Sam Wilson (Marvel), Scott Lang, Harley Keener, Harley Keener's Sister, Natasha Romanov (Marvel), Bruce Banner, Miles Morales, Peter Parker, Peter Quill, Riri Williams, Shuri (Marvel), T'Challa (Marvel), M'Baku (Marvel), Hope Van Dyne, Kamala Khan, Peter B. Parker, Peni Parker (Spider-Man: Into the Spider-Verse), Peter Porker, Gwen Stacy, Jessica Jones, Luke Cage, Danny Rand, Matt Murdock, Gamora (Marvel), Nebula (Marvel), Rocket Raccoon, Groot (Marvel), Drax the Destroyer, Mantis (Marvel), Yondu Udonta, Erik Killmonger, Okoye (Marvel), Nakia (Black Panther), Thor (Marvel), Loki (Marvel), Brunnhilde | Valkyrie (Marvel), Everett Ross, Christine Everhart, Thaddeus Ross, Stephen Strange, Wong (Marvel), Laura Barton, Pepper Potts, Happy Hogan

Relationships: James "Bucky" Barnes/Tony Stark, M'Baku/T'Challa (Marvel), Bruce Banner/Brunnhilde | Valkyrie/Thor, Shuri/Riri Williams

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Angst, Fluff, Torture, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD, Tony Stark Has A Heart, Politics, Slow Burn, Emotionally Repressed, Italian Tony Stark, Parent Tony Stark, Tony Stark Still Has Arc Reactor, Extremis Tony Stark

#AO3 works tagged 'Harley Keener' #ao3feed #fanfic #harley keener #mcu #ao3feed-harleykeener #ao3