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The witchling and the god [Loki x Witch!Reader] Chapter 28
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: (My sister is in town and I'm STOKED! I haven't seen her in three years <3 spread the sibling love!) This story will end with a StrangeFrost friendship and you can’t stop me. Also, this one may be one of my favorite chapters. Beta by @zaria-04
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Chapter 28: Confessions
The sanctums are safe places for all magic wielders, not just sorcerers of the Mystic Arts. Loki has known them since they were wooden temples and learned other ways in than through the front door. He walks through the rows of relics on display and examines them, curiously. Presumably it is not polite not to knock at the door. And he has every reason to be polite. But he’s still Loki after all and he needs to be at least a little bit dramatic.
It's not long before he hears the sound of fluttering fabric near him.
"Is that 'The Tome of Oshtur'?" Loki asks, looking at an ancient book that didn't quite fit between the other relics. "I thought it was lost."
"The very one. I found it by chance in the collection of a mage princess, and she gave it to me in thanks for my help."
At the explanation, Loki merely nods. Sounds like a regular Tuesday for a Sorcerer Supreme.
Stephen looks at him expectantly. He knows Loki hasn't come by just to chat about relics, and he's in no mood for small talk. So he waits in silence.
The Asgardian hesitates to reveal his true motives. He is not sure if it was the right decision to come here.
"Considered by the Witchling you're a friend of hers. You've known her for quite a while."
He hates that he has a hard time finding the right words, that he has to rely on Strange's help. But he is a god on an important mission.
Stephen remains silent, giving him all the time he needs. On the one hand, the sorcerer is curious to know what it is all about. On the other hand, it amuses him to see Loki struggle.
"Do you know anything about any of her encounters with witch hunters in her past?"
Stephen raises a brow. "Why don't you ask her?"
"She doesn't exactly talk to me at the moment," Loki confesses.
The sorcerer eyes him thoughtfully for a while before shaking his head. "I'm not interested in getting involved in your relationship drama." He turns away. "You know the way out."
"Please."
This single word is enough to stop Stephen right in his tracks. The sorcerer looks at him, as if he couldn't believe his ears.
Loki has clenched his hands into fists, but he stands by his word. "I messed up and I'm trying to fix it." He is angry. Mostly at himself, but also at Strange. A Sorcerer Supreme is supposed to be better and help people in need. Sure, this isn’t a magical emergency, but still. "So if you would please help me."
Stephen’s eyes soften a bit. "I noticed it’s somewhat of a delicate subject. She didn't tell me what happened, but I know trauma when I see one. My medical opinion is that she has an old psychological wound that never fully healed and that has probably ripped open with the incident around her brother."
Loki thinks about his words. It helps him only insofar as he sees his suspicions confirmed. There must be something in your past, some incident that has shaped you. And Loki has pressed his thumb right into that open wound. It's so typical of him. He has a talent for these things, except that he usually does it on purpose. But he didn't mean to hurt you this time. Not really.
"Have you told her what you feel for her?"
Loki looks up, torn from his thoughts and remembers he's still standing in the Sanctum. "No."
"Maybe you should. What I learned is that you shouldn't wait too long with it. Not if it's truly important to you. Especially in her current state."
The conversation has taken a turn Loki never expected. It’s the last thing he wants to talk about with the Sorcerer Supreme.
"Any news on the last piece of Bloodweeper?" Loki asks to change the topic and to distract it from himself. He has unwillingly shown Strange a vulnerable side of himself and he isn't sure if he's okay with that.
Fortunately Stephen takes the hint and shakes his head. "No. Negotiations are ongoing, but so far the museum is unwilling to hand over the necklace." If that remains the case, he would initiate other methods. There are ways to get the artifact without a non-magically gifted person noticing.
"Are you storing the other parts here in the Sanctum?" Loki's curiosity is piqued, but Stephen shuts it down immediately.
"Even if I did, I wouldn't tell you. I'm five seconds away from sending you into another falling dimension with those questions."
"I wouldn't fall for the same trick twice," Loki smirks and Stephen does the same.
"We'll see about that."
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You couldn't stand it to be in the tower and returned to your cottage, where night has already fallen. Sleep is out of the question – you aren’t tired at all – so you first clean up your kitchen - after all, the news about the fight between Thor and Loki has pulled you out of work - and then flip through some old photo albums. There are photos of you and your siblings from decades past. Some still taken with roll film, some with Polaroid, and some more recent digital prints.
Elizabeth keeps the really old pictures, portraits and sketches from before photographs were invented. There are pictures of all the siblings, even those who are no longer alive. It’s important for you not to forget what they looked like. Sometimes - like now - you feel as if you are seeing these memories from your past lives for the first time, as if it were no more than someone else's pale memory. Time does that, whispers the small voice in your head, curiously absorbing all knowledge.
Eventually, you make yourself some tea and go to bed. Tomorrow you will visit Elizabeth and Gabriel. It always helps you to talk to them if you don't feel good. It's too late for today.
You are still hurt by Loki's words as you make Eloise's order the next morning. Your sister hasn't answered your text message yet about when she's free today, so you throw yourself into work. Unfortunately, that gives you way too much time to think.
Ever since Loki and you started this relationship, he has always been gentle with you, understanding and kind. But you remember all too well how cold and venomous he was in the beginning when you first met. When you started the job at the Avenger’s. Before Loki opened up to you.
And you know that his mood is caused by the same issues as it was back then: the conflict with his father, with his home.
It's something he probably won't be able to resolve anytime soon. Things like that can last a whole lifetime. At least your lifetime, which is way shorter than his.
With his words, Loki has awakened familiar fears in you. You are just a simple human compared to him and Thor. So what are you to him? A pastime? It seemed too honest to you for that. There are real feelings involved, you're sure of it. Both on your side and on his. But how deep do they go?
It's all messed up.
You're directing some flying ingredients to the pot and stirring them in it when you notice a noise.
"That's a nice witch kitchen you got here."
You turn around and see the Sorcerer Supreme standing in your kitchen. He is wearing his blue robes, but without the cloak.
You frown at his unannounced appearance. "Ever heard of knocking?"
"I'll remember that next time." The corners of Stephen's mouth twitch upward.
With a wave of your hand, you lower the still-flying kitchen utensils onto the counter. "Is there something important you're here for? I'm sorry, but I'm not in the mood for company."
"Yeah, I heard about that. So you're going to hole up here? You're going to hide when problems rise?" Stephen asks with a dark look on his face.
That's rich coming from him. The Sorcerer Supreme himself is often nowhere to be found. And anyway, you don't think he's in a position to judge. You sigh softly and turn back to your potion. It must now simmer for some time and soak in. "That reverse psychology doesn't work for me. Try being nice instead."
His next words are so soft you almost miss them. "He loves you."
You stop in your motion, your hand halfway to grasping a ladle. "Did he tell you that?" you ask in a small voice. Your mouth feels very dry all at once.
"Well, that's not quite-..."
"I'll believe that when I hear it from his own mouth," you interrupt the sorcerer rudely. You don't understand why Stephen is even getting involved in this. Maybe he's afraid Loki will start doing stupid things when you're not with him. But you're not his babysitter. And right now, you wouldn’t care even if the Asgardian set something on fire.
"I love you."
You're surprised when suddenly it's not Stephen's voice you hear but Loki's, and you whirl around. The Asgardian is standing where the sorcerer was a moment ago, in the same pose, as if it were him all along.
"And you wonder why I've trust issues."
Loki offers you an apologetic smile. "Would you have listened to me if I had come as me?"
"I don't know. Probably not," you admit. Your heart pounds loudly in your chest, "I don't know what to say…" Your thoughts are racing. Loki's unannounced visit, his confession, your argument that still lingers in your ears. The confession was exactly what you wanted to hear. But not like this. Not under these circumstances.
Contrary to his usual manner, Loki seems uncertain and waits for your reaction. But he takes the fact that you don't immediately throw him out as a good sign, and he approaches you slowly. "You once asked me if I'm not able to lie or if I choose not to lie. The truth is, I'm able to sense lies but I cannot lie myself." He stops in front of you and wants to put his arms around you and pull you to him. But he keeps his hands at his side. "There aren't many people who actually know this. I believe even Thor isn't entirely sure of it."
You glare at him. "How do I know that's true?"
"You don't." Loki's lips turn into a bitter smile. "That's the irony of it. You have to trust me."
You think about it and surprisingly you do. The Asgardian twists words to his liking, he says things you don't like, but you don't think he has ever truly lied to you. So if this is true, he just revealed his biggest secret to you. And confessed his love to you. This is a lot of trust he puts into you and you know that isn’t easy for him.
"I'm sorry about what I said. I wish I could say I didn't mean it," Loki apologizes as the pause becomes too long. "Everything you do amazes me. You have been kind and forgiving, patient with me. And I'm paying you back by taking my anger out on you, when you're the last one who had anything to do with it."
"I know," you finally say. "I know it wasn't me you were angry at. You just happen to push your finger into an old wound. One that should have healed by now."
"Please tell me what happened. When the witch hunters caught you."
And once again, Loki hits the bull's eye with his words. You consider it for a moment. It's something you've tucked away in a drawer of your brain that you never want to open again. But Loki took a step in your direction after your argument, probably two or three, and now it's up to you to take the next one.
"Do you want tea?" you ask him, because there's no way you're telling this story while standing in the middle of your kitchen. "I need some. But first, this."
You bridge the last bit to Loki and put your arms around him, burying your face in the crook of his neck. Circumstances are never what you want them to be. Maybe you should just take what you get. You're still hurt by his words, but since he came to you and apologized, you are willing to work this out.
The Asgardian hugs you tightly and exhales in relief. You feel a gentle kiss pressed onto your head and you look up to him. "You have one hell of a timing."
You smile watery and cup his face. Your hands shake and you feel the pounding of your heart all the way up into the back of your head, but you cover it up. It's a fear that always gets you when it comes to the subject you're about to approach. But it will never go away if you continue to ignore it.
"I love you too. How could I not? You're a weirdly attractive magic god from space." You mean it. Maybe it's just fitting for the both of you to confess your feelings in a situation like this. Your relationship with the Asgardian has been a hell of a ride so far.
For the first time since you've known him, maybe even in his life, Loki remains silent. He just looks at you, with a new light in his eyes, a spark you have never seen before. And with that, he says more than any word could. His fingers slide up effortlessly to caress your cheek, and he leans in to kiss you sweeter than he has ever before.
It just lasts for a few seconds, but it makes you smile.
"Now, sit down. I'll make tea."
"Yes, m’lady."
You turn to the stove and take down your potion, put a kettle of water instead on the open flame. At the same time, you levitate two cups from the cabinet to your right to the table. It’s a distraction to concentrate on this simple task and to calm your trembling hands. It almost feels like they are moving on their own, stored in your muscle memory. It's a strange feeling. But it helps you take a breath.
You owe it to Loki to tell him the story.
The tea water is ready faster than you'd like, and you fill both cups with the steaming liquid before taking a seat next to Loki. A lump has formed in your throat and you find it difficult to speak. Loki has taken your hand and waits quietly until you are ready.
"They hanged me," you finally say, your voice small. "I was lucky, though. My neck didn't break and I could use my magic to get free.
Your eyes are glued on your interlaced fingers. His are cool and it helps to keep you grounded.
"It wasn't witch hunters per se, but people from the village where I lived. I knew them all by name, had helped them whenever they needed help. It was a dark time, fear was stirred up. People were suspicious of everything they didn’t understand."
For the longest time afterwards you had seen their faces in nightmares. They had haunted you. Over the decades, they've become more and more blurred, and now you can barely remember their features. You don't know if it's because of the time that has passed or if your mind has simply repressed it.
There is a certain bitterness in your next words as you finally look at Loki. "That was 200 years ago now, and I still can't wear necklaces or even turtlenecks because it's too tight around my throat, it makes me feel like I'm suffocating." Your fingertips ghost over the sensitive skin on your neck. It's something that bothers you, a constant reminder of what happened. As if, after all this time, it still feels like they have power over you, have you trapped.
Loki remembers the day he found out you were a witch. He had grabbed you by the throat and you had reacted violently. He remembers that whenever he was in the form of a snake, you warned him not to wrap himself around your neck. You never wear anything near your neck and suddenly it all makes sense. It's so obvious that he's surprised he didn't notice it sooner. Your physical scars have healed, but the mental ones still lie raw open.
"I'm so sorry," he whispers, making a vague gesture of his hand to your neck. You understand what he means.
Your lips twist into a tentative smile and you don’t really know what to answer. "Yeah…"
Loki's hand finds yours and he squeezes it. For a while you just sit there in silence, each busy with your own thoughts. Sometimes it doesn't take many words; you probably wouldn't find any right now anyway. In the background, your potion is still bubbling, and you'll have to get to it soon.
Loki catches your gaze. "Are you still in no mood for company?"
"I'm still a bit angry at you and I've got work to do." You point to your stove. "How about we meet...," with a quick glance at your clock you calculate the time difference to New York, "...for lunch tomorrow?"
"Your wish is my command." Smiling, the Asgardian leans toward you and steals a fleeting kiss. You place a hand on the back of his neck and intensify the kiss before pushing him away from you.
"Okay, now leave, Princeling." There's no longer an edge to your voice.
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The Witchling and the Princeling ♥
The god of lies not being able to lie and therefore a master of twisting the truth ← That idea kicked down the door into my head while writing and declared itself home. After finishing writing, I went through everything Loki said in this whole fic to make sure he never told a lie.
The poem from the header image: Softly my thoughts whispered invisible words. My mind was a calm chaos filled with reflection of you. I wanted to find myself and i did when I found you.
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lunarproject · 4 months
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commission info!
hi, i'm kay! i'm an english BA & creative writing MA graduate who is opening fic & poetry commissions via my kofi! i have a few different tiers:
fics/original prose is priced at the following: 200 words - £20 1000 words - £50 2000 words - £100 5000 words - £150 (please message me regarding any alternative lengths)
poetry is priced as below: short form (2-3 stanzas/one prose paragraph) - £10 long form (4+ stanzas/two prose paragraphs) - £20 (please note that rhyme schemes are an additional £5)
please send a message with any questions or requests; i'll do my best to accommodate!! see below for extra information.
if you do not see anything on this list, please ask about it! i probably haven't thought of it lol. feel free to message regarding anything i will write with limitations too. please see here for fandoms/ships i will not write for.
here are some things i am happy to write:
prose, poetry, lgbt content (especially sapphics!), romantic ships, platonic & familial relationships, horror, mild gore, smut (with limitations), kink (with limitations), fics with your ocs (includes oc/canon), self-insert (not x reader, sfw only), any pov, letters from a fictional other (sfw only), mecha (sfw only), fantasy/sci-fi, monster of the week concepts (includes original monsters), vampires, werewolves (sfw only), genderbends (trans headcanons, cis-swaps - please specify), historical fiction (with limitations), fics based on songs/albums, age gaps (adult/adult only), mild violence, angst, dubcon (nothing too intense though), characters from media i don't know (please provide info!!), polyam ships, AUs, crossovers, pregnancy (sfw only)
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incest, underage smut, adult/minor ships, noncon, suicide, dead dove, smut for minors, aging up minors for smut, zoophilia, rpf, hard gore, hardcore kink (please ask if you need clarification), furries, mecha nsfw, x reader, nsfw self insert, hard violence, major character death, over 1000 words, multi-chapter (with exceptions), human/non-human (excluding vampires), omegaverse, zombies, prison aus, royalty aus, sex worker aus, slavery aus
some fandoms i will write for:
yugioh (duel monsters, gx, 5ds, zexal), the x files (seasons 1-3), death note, doctor who (seasons 1-4 of reboot), superstore, how i met your mother, madoka magica, fire emblem (sacred stones, awakening, fates), legend of zelda (botw/totk), marvel (mcu up to phase 3, + dsmom & wandavision), howl's moving castle (studio ghibli movie), classic literature (rebecca, wuthering heights, sherlock holmes), pokemon (most familiar with gens 1 + 5 and original anime run), avatar (atla), twilight, five nights at freddys (no ships), sabrina the teenage witch (seasons 1/2), stardew valley, + more as i think of it
ships i enjoy writing:
my faithshipping, mulderscully, doctorrose, lawlight, gx rivalshipping, matsuda/misa, peachshipping, violetshipping, scoopshipping, amy/jonah, lily/marshall, barney/robin, zelink, howl/sophie, chrom/robin, chrom/frederick, bella/alice, leo/takumi, bella/rosalie, bella/edward, ironstrange, stevetony, peppernat, tonynat, pepperony, palmerstrange, homura/madoka, frostiron, strangefrost, wandavision, doctor/jack/rose, misa/rem, doctor/jack, matsuda/light, mello/matt, gameshipping, mastershipping, fianceshipping, chaseshipping, puzzleshipping, thiefshipping, sherlock holmes/professor moriarty, dragonshipping, wishshipping, heathcliff/catherine earnshaw, edward/jacob, katara/zuko, katara/aang, sokka/zuko, + more as i think of them
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late-to-the-party-81 · 2 months
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Hi all!
If my requests are open, and you wish to make one, please check out this post first.
REQUESTS CURRENTLY CLOSED! (March 2024)
Thanks you for making your request - please note that I reserve the right to not fill requests that I don't vibe with or do not fall within my boundaries.
Ship fics - I happy to write for the following ships
Any combo of the Cap Quartet, be that 2,3 or all 4 of them.
Starker (only with aged up Peter)
Lokius
Various CE/SS characters (e.g. Lloyd x Nick, Ransom x Lance etc.)
Winter Baron
Combos of Poly Avengers
WandaNat
IronFrost
IronStrange
StrangeFrost
X reader fics - I'm happy to write the following characters with a reader insert or OC
Steve
Bucky
Stucky
Sam
Natasha
Valkyrie
Frank Castle
Eddie Brock (with or without Venom)
Loki
Thor
Joaquin
Zemo
Tony
Dr Strange
TASM or MCU Peter Parker
Wanda
Bruce
CE/SS Characters (please check - I'm not familiar with some of the newer ones and will not do Tommy Lee)
Types of reader insert characters I will write
Any gender (including Trans, Enby or GN) but please provide details if you would like details smut, including squicks in terms of vocabulary usage and kinks.
Always racially neutral. I actively avoid mood board pictures that imply race - I will only use pictures like this if I cannot find something else. The race shown in the mood board does not alter the way I write the reader insert.
I do not use Y/N - I will always find some kind of nickname for the reader
Types of fics I write
Smut (soft, explicit and/or kinky - remember the Kink Tomato!)
Angst
Fluff
Slice of life
Action
Dark (Violence and/or Non-Con/Dub-Con)
What I WON'T write
MCD
Underage (I am from the UK - age of consent here is 16. I would never write an adult with someone of that age, but would write two people of about that age together.)
Scat or Golden Showers (Omoroshi is a bit different - please ask)
Snuff
Incest (that includes Thorki)
Requests can be for new, original fics, or for a continuation of any of my one-shots or series. Please note that if you use the anon function I will not be able to clarify your wants with you or notify you when a story is posted. Anons are allowed though.
When my requests are open, they will be fulffilled and and when the muse and real life allows. Fics will be as long or short as the muse dictates.
If requests are closed, (or even if they are open) please do send asks about my current series - you never know - it may spark something.
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7soulstars · 3 years
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My Incorrect Universe #83
Thor: you look tired, brother..... why didn’t you get any sleep?
Loki, looking off into the distance: there’s no rest for the wicked and ambitious.....
Stephen, sipping coffee in the sidelines: he was actually up all night watching over our wife while she's sleeping just to make sure she was safe considering she injured herself last misson
Me: seriously!? babe it's literally a small bruise.
Loki,being backed up by Bucky: YOU MAY DIE
Tony: *sighs*
--later that night--
Me:........
Me: boys I can't sleep if you keep looking at me like that......
*que camera on* Loki and Bucky, standing menacingly in the darkest corner of the room with knives : tHeRe iS nO rEsT fOr tHe wIcKeD
*meanwhile*
Stephen, laughing evilly as he places spells on my room from outside: if anyone even tries to enter with I'll intensions towards my wife they will burst into flames *cackles dramatically*
Rohdey who came out to drink water, staring at him horrified:.......
Rohdey ,silently praying for me: may lord help the woman
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tricksandhoes · 3 years
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Loki : Here’s an idea;don’t write your feelings down. Shove them into your body and forget about them like I do.
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heamarvel · 4 years
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Some overall stats for the Harlequin Hoopla:
We’ve got 127 works in 2 languages - that’s about 21 works for every week of the event.
Total words written: 439.508 - that’s about 4,6k words per work! The minimum for most categories was 500 works, so we’re completely blown away by how amazingly productive you guys are!!
35 ships have been sailed, including 7 poly ships, 4 femslash, and 22 rare (meaning less than 2000 works on AO3) ones. 63% of all ships in the event are rare ones, how awesome is that?!
The most popular ships, according to number of works, are: Stony, Karedevil, Stucky, WinterHawk, Stuckony. Wordcount-wise, those five are joined by StrangeFrost and x reader.
The most popular characters, are, unsurprisingly: Bucky Barnes (235k words and 46 works), Steve Rogers (232k words, 62 works) and Tony Stark (157k words, 54 works).
53% of works fall into Romance and SuperRomance categories - seems you want to read fluff... but smutty Presents isn’t far behind, with 23%!
Keep your eyes peeled for some ship-specific summaries coming in the next few days! We want to showcase your amazing creativity as best we can :)
Thank you for participating in Harlequin Hoopla! It’s been a hell of a ride and we’re still coming to terms with how amazing you all turned out to be!
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7soulstars · 3 years
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My Incorrect Universe #72
Me: I need to get something off my chest…
Loki*immediately peeking from behind his book*: Is it your shirt?
Bucky*entering the room*: Please say yes
Me: .........
Me: I just wanted to tell you about how I find Stephen's white hair streaks sexy.........
Stephen*who is also in the room*: Oh...
Stephen: That's great babe but you didn't answer our husbands' questions is it your shirt?
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7soulstars · 4 years
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My Incorrect Universe #62
Loki: I'M THE GOD HERE ! I DO WHAT I WANT!
Stephen*sighing as he dials my number*: I’m calling our wife.
Loki: No– wait. NO-
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7soulstars · 3 years
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My Incorrect Universe #85
*At a Bar*
*Bartender watching Loki, Bucky and Stephen taking turns and using really bad pick up lines on me as I scoff at every one of them*
Bartender *to me*: are these men bothering you?
Me *sighing*: yes, yes they are. But they're my husbands so i pretty much signed up for this.
--later--
Bucky *leaning on the counter ready with the 30th pick up line of the night as the other two lean behind him*: Hey are you an Avenger?Because I think we should assemble. Our place, tomorrow maybe?
Me *placing my gun on the counter without even glancing at them*: 10.......
Loki: Ten pm? Oh darling that's really kin-
Strange: How about all nigh-
Me: 9......
Winterstrangefrost : OH FUCK I'M SORRY-
Me: *cocks gun*
Winterstrangefrost: *Runs through a portal Stephen created while screaming*
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7soulstars · 3 years
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My Incorrect Universe #67
Me to Stephen,two weeks into Quarantine: I love laying my head on your chest when you're sleeping so I can hear your heartbeat and it's calming.
Stephen: I love how you can stop my hands from shaking just by holding them.
Me to Stephen,5 months into Quarantine:*chucks a whole ass casio at my husband* I recorded you snoring so you can hear how fucking loud you are and why I can't sleep
Stephen:THEN MAYBE YOU SHOULD STOP OUR HUSBAND FROM USING ME AS A LAB RAT TO TRY NEW ICE CREAM FLAVORS HE MAKES WITH HIS ICE POWERS! I'VE HAD A COLD FOR THE PAST TWO MONTHS! I CAN'T FUCKING BREATH!
Loki *goes stiff and slowly looks between his new tub of ice cream and his husband with a sad face*
Bucky *casually sitting on the sofa as if it's nothing new*: Steph didn't mean it babe, he's just dealing with our darling's quarantine madness and I'd love some of that ice cream please!
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