#Loki having a dad who loves them will never not make me soft as all fuck }

[doomreed]

I’m not hyped about the new fantastic four news either. though I think what I kind of hope will happen is marvel doing something like they did in the last mcu spider man movie where we see 3 peter parkers team up.

I think it would be super cool to see the cast from the 2005-2007 fantastic four movie meet with the ones from the newest movie. and have the 2005-2007 Doom (Julian McMahon) meet with the Doom from this upcoming fantastic four film too.

so we have more than one “fantastic four” team and also more than one Victor von Doom in the same movie. that would be pretty epic to see in my humble opinion. (if this really is the case, I still have hope that marvel won’t mess it up, because it sure has the potential to be great.)

I mean marvel did just very recently confirm that all the events prior to the mcu (so… sony’s spider man and fantastic four) are also canon to the mcu, and I doubt they would say that if they didn’t plan to do something with it (they said it after the event of the last spider man movie with 3 peter parkers), especially when mcu is heavily heading towards the direction of multiverse, various timelines, various variants of the same person (character) right now. I mean we basically have 3 peter parkers (from both sony and mcu) and literally a bunch of lokis. so let’s see what’ll happen next.

also not related to the topic but I should just say that I’ve been a fan of your blog for some time now. thank you for all the DoomReed goodies

The only part of the casting I agree with is Ben. It feels like Marvel is playing it extremely safe with casting Pedro, like since Multiverse of Madness they've clearly been aiming for the "soft dad" angle with Reed, probably in an attempt to get ahead of possible complaints about him based on canon? I love Reed Richards to a fault, but he's always been a little bit of an asshole. Not intentionally, and much of that perceived assholeness stems from him being on the spectrum imo but it's there, and ignoring that does him as much a disservice as playing up Tony's alcoholism purely for laughs and then never mentioning it again was to that character--another thing the MCU has done.

The poster, the casting, idk. It radiates a nuclear-family blandness, with a camp overlay used purely for aesthetics that will probably be quite popular with general audiences and leave F4 fans from the comics and old movies and other sources of media quite cold. We are not the audience Marvel Studios wishes to court, they've made that very clear.

I'd love to be wrong about how this will play out, though. Pedro is a gifted character actor when he's allowed to be, the trouble is, studios know too well how much audiences love him as a person, and are too prone to mixing the two to improve audiences' appreciation of a character he's playing, rather than just letting the man cook. 😔

I don't have a firm opinion of the other cast other than: this will be the most money anyone named Kirby has ever made on Fantastic Four, so good on her. 👍 And the Ben casting feels right. I'm outside the Johnny demographic so no real opinion there.

I had read that the baddie for the first movie will be Galactus, which is like leading your football season with the Superbowl? But no one asked me, so... 😅 maybe they have a set up that will make that work, who can say.

I've also read (on reddit, so make of that what you will) that Doom will have a "cameo" in the first movie, but no clue what that means or even of it's true.

I like your idea a lot. I think the Deadpool & Wolverine movie will have a Fantastic Four cameo of some kind, probably. The comic book we see in the trailer next to Wade's head on the desert world is Secret Wars #5, which is a recap of the story so far and how everyone got to where they are--so it's possible the desert world they're all on is Battleworld, run either by future-verse Doom or (more likely) the Beyonder. I do think the movie will include them in some way bc the studio will want to start building hype for that as their next big project, going into the MCU version of Secret Wars.

And ofc SW will have crossovers galore, since Marvel Studios has unfortunately set audience expectations for that being what it's about 😅 so, worst case, they'll turn up between those two films no doubt.

I'd love to see Julian McMahon's Doom encounter a closer-to-comic-canon version, but a thing to know about Victor is that he kills every variant of himself he meets. Like, historically, that's just his thing (it's an expression of his own self-loathing, which is really tragic in a way) ...I dunno if the MCU will carry that fun little trait over, but as a writer I can say it's an easy, low-stakes way of showing "this character is a bad guy and also there is something very wrong with him" so... yanno. I am expecting it. 😁

Sorry for the negativity on this, I'm trying to stay upbeat about it all but so far they're not inspiring confidence yet. We'll see what future developments bring, if nothing else we'll always have fanart and fics and the comics themselves. It's not like this fandom hasn't dealt with bad adaptations before, I think we'll be alright whatever happens.

[cherryc1nnam0n]

Stockholm Syndrome

Chapter 2: Your new life begins

Chapter cw: None really, fluff and Loki and Reader being a flirt, sexual tension, self indulgence

Loki left you in your huge room, taking in the size and space around you, you awed at it, you could get used to it.

"Well this is nice" you sat on the bed, it was so soft and comfortable, bouncy too, you already loved it

Then you remembered your things, you wanted to go for them so opened one of the doors and walked out, soon you were met with Loki, you smiled at him and he furrowed his brows

"The door was open so I just walked out... Or was I supposed to yell for someone to open it? I don't know how this goes" you scratched your head

He sighed "No, I left it open in case you needed anything, do you?"

"Oh yes I do! My things! My little things I have" you said

Your bag was on a table so he just gave it to you "I tried to reset your tablet but it was already empty, so I just got the tracker disabled and got it connected to the internet if you even use it"

You gasped grabbing it "So I can use it?" He nodded "I can finally watch YouTube without my mom yelling at me..." He was staring at you "My mom didn't like me having any pastimes, or entertainment, she took my TV, she didn't take this away because I hid it, but never used it"

He made a face of, makes sense, as to why it was empty, you grinned and hugged him, making him go rigid

"Thank you sir" you walked away but he stopped you

"Have you eaten anything?"

You shook your head "No sir, I left my house when my mom was getting screamed at by my dad"

"Are you hungry?" You nodded "Dinner will be at your room shortly

"Did you already eat?" He chuckled, you were worried for him?

"Yes I did, tomorrow we can have breakfast together if that's what worries you" you smiled shyly at him "Go, dinner will be there for you"

"Thank you sir" you walked away and opened an account on YouTube, finally getting to watch Markiplier after all these years of missing out on content

"Hello everybody my name is Markiplier and welcome back to Five Nights at Freddy's 3..."

Loki just stared at you and chuckled to himself

"She's special... Poor thing..." he then walked to his office, where all his orders were usually taken and made, his personal assistant, Natasha was waiting for him

"Are you certain you want to keep her sir? She seems... unstable"

He glared at the redhead "Don't talk about her like that Natasha know your place, she will be my new wife, the one I've been looking for, that's why sh'e here isn't she?" The woman nodded "It just so happens that she actually wants to stay, everything goes according to plan, now about her parents, arrange it so it looks like a homocide and suicide, they can't take her away from me"

"Done sir, what about an allyby for the girl?" He thought for a moment

"Make it so she was found dead, put a burn body some miles away and we'll make it seem it's her" The woman nodded again "Done sir, I also started working on her papers, this is her new passport and ID, just what you asked for"

"Great job Romanoff, you ca leave now" he sat back in his chair, admiring the fake ID with your face on it, you were pretty. Winnyfred Black., Y/n's new name... Obviously he would continue to call you your name in private, it was a beautiful name.

The next morning...

A knock on your door made you turn in bed, then the door opened "Lady Y/n" it was a female voice "Master Loki is awaiting for you for breakfast" you opened an eye and saw a smiling face, it was a girl with tanned skin, hispanic maybe?

"Who are you?" You asked sitting up

"My name is Selenne, your personal maid" the girl smiled at you "If you wish to have someone else it's completely okay"

"I've never had a maid... Thank you, you're more than okay"

Soon you made your way to the dinning area, were there was a huge table with all sorts of food on it, Loki was at the head of it, waiting for you just how Selenne the maid told you.

You were sat next to him, he smiled fondly

"How did you sleep?"

"Well, could ssy it was the best sleep I've had in years" You said enthusiastically "You?"

"I don't sleep much, but I'm alright" he answered and you furrowed your brows, not questioning him though

"Brother! Good morn-oh?" A loud voice startled you, a big blond man appeared out of nowhere "Hello, you must be Lady Y/n, I'm Thor, Loki's older brother" he offered you his hand which you shook awkardly

"Yeah, that's me" you smiled, he sat down and started stuffing his face with food, Loki cleared his throat and the man looked up

"Oh my apologies, I'm starving" you giglgled and started eating, Loki rolled his eyes at his brother

"After you're done here I want you to meet me at the living area, I have to talk with you and there's something we have to settle."

You nodded and continued eating.

After your food was done you were stood up and taken to the area Loki told you to, your maid was leading you there so you just followed behind her, finally there you sat down on the sofa, waiting for him.

"Alright" he said sitting down next to you "First of all, we have to set some rules okay?" You nodded, giving him your full attention "First, you can be around the whole mansion, explore it, it's your's too from now on, just don't go into my office without my permission" another nod "Second, this is your ID now, don't lose it" he gave you the card

"What kind of name is Winnyfred...?" he just scoffed

"Third, you can go out all you want, just let me know before you do... Forth, these are your cards, they're linked to my accounts so I will see all of what you buy with them, there's no limit." He winked at you, you slightly blushed, you didn't really mind material stuff but if he gave them to you, why not use them?

You nevr had anything nice, your dad would barely keep you clothed and your tablet? That one you stole it, that's why it was empty, not that Loki needed to know the truth about that.

"And lastly, I want us to meet each other, I will be honest with you, I am growing older and the reason why I let you stay is so I can finally find love and well, hopefully have a baby" You nodded, looking into his eyes "So I will do everything I can to make you fall in love with me, you're safe here, no one will come get you, no one will find you, from now on, you're the owner of all of this, what you want gets done, and most importantly, you're mine now..." He grabbed your hand, placing a kiss there "And I'm your's"

"Yes sir..."

[dracothedeatheatingcupcake-ao3]

This is for the end of year writer fanfic thing! Sorry I do have a few of them, but 10, 16, 24, 35 if you wouldn’t mind awnsering them :)

Oooh, thanks!! And no worries about having a few, I love answering these things, ha. ^-^

I'll put the answers in a read-more since I always write way too much in response to these, ha.

Fanfic Writer End of Year Ask Game

10. What character did you fall in love with this year?

Hmmm... It's hard to say, since most of the media I've consumed this year are continuations of previous series I already loved, so I've not really "fallen" in love with any character I don't think. However! I did gain a much deeper appreciation of Bowser as a character thanks to the movie. I had never thought of him much before, but now I think he's a cool character, ha. I also fell back in love with Loki. I always had a soft spot for Loki, especially after Dark World (which, ironically, was my first Thor movie. I'd seen Avengers before it so I knew the characters, but I'd refused to see Thor with my brother and dad when it came out when I was... 13 I think?), but it wanes whenever Loki media dries up. But season 2 of Loki reignited my love of the character and I hope that he comes back again in a later film. <3

16. What ship stole your heart this year?

Hmmm I also had a few here... Bowuigi is one. BlackBonnet (Blackbeard/Edward Teach and Stede Bonnet from Our Flag Means Death) is another big one. I forget the ship name, but Geralt and Jaskier from The Witcher, to a lesser degree. Currently it's Loki and Mobius from Loki, since they are just so cute together in season 2, it's honestly adorable.

24. Is there a fic you wish you hadn't posted?

Hmm... no, I don't think so! I have a love for all of my fics, even the ones that make me cringe in retrospect. It's why I still keep my old FF . net account around and don't delete my old fics (though I will never link anyone to it!! The writing on the older fics is definitely a product of my age at the time). Part of me wonders if I shouldn't have posted my Bowuigi fic, Luigi and the Beast, since I don't think I'll ever finish it, but I don't regret posting it. Even if I never finish, a lot of people liked it, so it has value for that alone.

35. What words of advice do you have for yourself and other writers?

Honestly? Just write. Write how YOU want to write, not how you think other people want you to write. I always compare my writing to other people's and it is draining to see my writing style after comparing it to others, since mine is very different to what I usually see. I add a lot of introspection and emotion into my fics, since that's what personally interests me, and I always get concerned that people won't like it, or it's not mainstream enough, or whatever. Especially since I write like I think, which includes lots of pauses and emphasis on certain words, which comes across as a lot of... ellipses... and an overabundance of italics that I can't help but notice. Plus, I reuse words and phrases a lot. But honestly? People still like my writing despite it. Hell, some might like it because of it. I've gotten a lot of people who compliment my writing style and say I'm a really good writer, and while I struggle to see myself in that way, it does show that people will like what you do even if you sometimes don't. As long as you are enjoying the writing process and you want to write it, write it. I've tried to censor myself with writing, not using as many ellipses and italics, and you know what? I hated it. It didn't feel authentically me and it made writing a drag sometimes. Once I let go and did whatever, writing was a lot more fun and engaging to me. Is the writing perfect? Hell no. Is the writing uniquely mine and something I wanted to write? Hell yes.

Anyway, thanks for the ask!! I always love answering these things, so thanks for sending some in. :-D

[anelusiverush]

"𝓘 𝓷𝓮𝓮𝓭 𝓽𝓸 𝓱𝓲𝓭𝓮 𝓪𝔀𝓪𝔂 𝓯𝓻𝓸𝓶 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓹𝓪𝓲𝓷."

Life is always evolving; it never stops or waits for you to catch up. Some days I found it hard to even catch my breath, let alone take stock of how everything had changed. These past few months had flown by in a sea of sleepless nights, I was now a mother. Aria had made her debut at my family home in Tramore on 14th January, it had been exactly how I wanted it. She came into this world surrounded by our love; I felt a sense of peace being able to feel close to my parents in that moment even if they were no longer with us. Was I scared? Yes, and I still was. It felt huge to be responsible for someone so dependant and tiny. Gabe had been his usual amazing self; I really had hit the jackpot with him. He made sure Aria, and I were well rested and helped take care of our every need, and have I mentioned how damn hot it is to watch your husband become a father? Seriously, if it wasn’t for the fact I had just given birth I’d be all over that and pregnant again. My body changed, I had mood swings and as much as I loved being in my home town, I craved the solace we had created back in Turks. I wouldn’t lie, being in Tramore I always felt the shadow of my past lurking. Of course most of that had been in my head, almost waiting the judgement of my past actions to bite me in the arse. We had decided to stay to celebrate St. Patrick’s day, I wanted to share my experiences I had growing up here with Gabe and Aria, to make new memories of those so firmly attached to my parents. It during this I discovered not all of it was in my head. I admit I had previously over looked the fresh flowers on my parents grave the time we had brought Aria to meet them, when we had last been there it had been in a state of disarray, which Gabe had helped me clean up. They say if you think you’re being followed that you probably are, but honestly it was hard to tell within the crowd down town, everyone was jubilant and I was living in the moment until it all came crashing down. I should have known, it's not like he didn’t have history for acting this way, but the moment we came face to face with Sean I was mortified. Your past and present colliding is never a pretty sight. In fact it was heart wrenching, I was livid when Sean had arrived later on at my parents’ home demanding to speak to me, his insane obsession that I was still his hung thick in the air as he trying to pull me from the house, I could hear Loki barking somewhere inside, along with Aria’s soft cries, but what happened next would haunt me forever. Gabe… Gabe is what happened next, only it wasn’t MY Gabe. I had never seen him like that, so cold, so distant. Not the man I had fallen helplessly in love with. The moment felt like forever as they crashed to the ground in a flurry of fists, but it soon become apparent Sean was now slumped on the ground and he was stopping. Panic set in and I did the one thing my dad taught me to never do, I put myself in the way. As far as I was concerned the budding black eye was worth it to prevent this escalating any further. The moment his hand connected with me; it was if his whole system froze, I prayed somewhere deep inside he still recognised me, but that happened was he walked away. I was numb and in shock as I watched his retreating form, and even more horrified when I turned to see the beating Sean had taken. I couldn’t let Gabe take the blame for my past mistakes, Sean was an unhinged alcoholic. A bully who had essentially met his match. I did my best to cover up what had happened, for me this was a simple a breathing. I took my vows I would stand by my husband through anything. My love for him was limitless, as I sat on the floor tending to the wounds on his hands desperately trying to coax him back to me. I held him, crying until he finally held me back. That night we left with secrets buried between us.

[storiesofwildfire]

@thefateofwar said: "Sit." Kratos' smiling would strike fear to any other, he is sure but for the child before him it is unbearably kind. A dampness about his eyes that would earn the axe should any dare to voice it now shown in the gentle press of his hand to Atreus shoulder, clearing his throat in a practiced manner. "When you were young you would ask me for one thing. A story. I could not give it then but I have been training for you and if you would permit it, for your birthday, I would like to gift it now."

♔—- The idea of Loki’s birthday had always been a bit of a sore spot. Not that most Aesir paid much mind to the importance of the day. Celebrating year after year grew tiresome when one could live for thousands upon thousands of years and one year seemed to sweep by in the blink of an eye. But Loki was always a special circumstance because no one really seemed to remember the specific day of their birth. Sure, Odin and Frigga claimed a date, but the rest of Asgard couldn’t really support those claims because Loki’s birth had been rather secretive and the child had been kept away from the public due to ailment. 

Loki remembered the ailment rather clearly. That sickness came and went, especially during their younger years, but the rest of Odin’s story or explanations for why most of Asgard went unaware of the second prince’s conception or birth held very little merit. 

The day Kratos swept through Asgard with Fenrir, Hel, and Jörmungandr, Loki was finally able to make sense of the oddities that surrounded their early life. Why Asgard seemed so uncertain of the younger prince, why Loki remembered a loving father that they’d been close to but clearly didn’t have in Odin, why they were so odd for an Aesir, and why even the simplest questions couldn’t properly be answered or supported by more than a few people...

Like the date of Loki’s birth.

They knew their birthday was coming up. Odin had at least known a rough time period in which Loki had been born. Once Heimdall’s restraints to the king had been broken, he’d been free to give Loki an overwhelming amount of knowledge and truths, some of which might have been better left unknown. And, of course, Kratos’ reintroduction to Loki’s life gave the young God insight into the life they lived before Odin. A painstaking process, really, as Odin corrupted Loki’s memories of life on Midgard with a loving mother and father and a modest cabin. Some days, the mischief-maker struggled to make sense of what was real and what wasn’t, wading through a sea of jumbled memories to sort out what actually was and what had been planted in their mind by a corrupt king.

Kratos helped, of course, giving Loki as much information as the poor soul could hope to absorb. Even in the centuries the father and child had been separated, Kratos’ memories of his Atreus never faded. Loki thought it would take time getting used to the name, but in actuality, it felt like home. So much so that only their father was permitted to use it. It sounded wrong coming from anyone else’s lips, didn’t hold the same sentiment or warmth.

The command to sit came with a surprising gentleness that many likely didn’t believe Kratos capable of. It shouldn’t have come as a shock that their father remembered the special nature of the day, but Loki spent centuries with a father who never loved them, never went out of his way to show care or genuine concern. Kratos wasn’t like that and while he did sometimes struggle with verbal communication, he always did his best to make Loki feel loved. They both wished to make up for lost time and yet... Loki still found themselves shocked that such an invitation had been extended. 

“All right?” the murmured quizzically. 

The expression their father wore only deepened that feeling. The ability to show wide emotional range usually escaped the Spartan and while he felt intensely, he never really showed it. Hints of tears clung to his eyes now and a warm, sentimental smile sought to reassure his child that he only requested Loki’s company for something to share.

“Father, are you all right?” Anyone else would have been afraid to make mention of the signs of mist around the man’s eyes, but Loki did not fear their father. Calling him out quickly became one of their favorite things to do.

A large hand, rough in texture but warm and strong to the touch rested upon Loki’s shoulder, reassuring them that nothing was wrong, and easily guided them down to sit in a plush chair adorned with a few emerald pillows. With a graceful little plop, the God relaxed, though their eyes never left the larger man.

“I...” Frustration passed over their visage briefly, eyes blinking rapidly a few times over. Every time Loki thought about their life with Kratos, it felt like a mental exercise. Memories came back easier now, with more clarity, but always with a little bit of resistance, like their mind grinding the wrong gears together in the processing phase. Even still, a few moments bubbled up to the surface. A canoe Kratos rowed, his little boy sitting opposite him with wanderlust-filled eyes that darted from his father, to a massive temple, to a beaten-down statue that stood in the center of a small island, to the side of Jörmungandr’s massive body, and right back to his father. He kept asking for stories and every one Kratos delivered fell flat. They were never stories so much as blunt statements or commentary that didn’t make for a very good story. Loki even found himself correcting Kratos’ stories to make them more entertaining. “I did ask you for stories a lot, didn’t I?”

Poor Kratos never stood a chance in that department. Even as a small boy, Loki rarely knew when to shut up and always tried to engage those around him into holding a conversation. Kratos had never been good at that, but he tried so hard. 

“As long as you do not tell me about the scorpion and the frog again, I would love to hear your stories.” They’d be proud about how clearly they remembered Kratos’ retelling of that age-old fable a little later. “I--” Pale cheeks filled with a pleasant, rosy color and as if to match Kratos’ expression, subtle dampness made Loki’s eyes shine even brighter than usual. They didn’t expect the overwhelming tidal wave of emotion to crash down on them, but it happened every time the pair shared these genuine and intimate moments. 

“I’d love that very much.” 

[lokisprettygirl]

Build me Up, Break me Down (Loki x Female Reader)

Read chapter 24 here// Series Masterlist

Chapter 25

Summary : You tell loki about your childhood and everything that happened after your mother died

Warning : Mentions of child abuse, abusive parenting, Statutory rape. 18+ Smut, Sex, God kink, Violent thoughts, murderous thoughts (it's loki)

His movements stopped but then he continued again, bringing you closer to the edge. You melted underneath him as he made you scream his name and it was loud enough for them to hear. Well you hoped so.

"Ohhh God we just sinned and how" he smiled as heard you and picked you up then he took you to the bathroom to clean you up, as soon as he was done, he wrapped your legs around him and brought you back to the bedroom. He made you sit down on the bed, you folded your knees placing your palm on your thighs, with one of your shoulder tilted forward in a sensuous manner, that gray shirt that you wore fitted your curves perfectly and that ridiculous pajama with teddy bear printed on them made you look so innocent and he wanted to ruin you but there were other important things he had to take care of first,

"Don't sit like that darling, sit properly" he placed his fingers on your chin to make you look at him

"Is this not proper dear god?" you puckered your lips a little and then you smiled, Little minx, he knew what you were doing

"Stop distracting me and sit properly alright?" you sighed and he sat next to you, you huffed and pulled your leg out from under you sitting properly

"I want to know everything"

"It wouldn't matter Loki, it's past, it happened you can't change it"

"I know I can't change it but I need to know more about the woman that I lo.. the woman that I care about, so are you going to tell me or not?" Your eyes teared up as he said that. He does care about you and he deserves to know

"Okay umm so I was six when my mom died" her memories pricked your heart, you didn't remember much but you remembered enough

"How did she die?" He linked his fingers with yours and you looked at him

"A car accident, Marcia is my step mother, I thought my dad loved mom and he loved me more than anything. I just have this one memory of being snuggled between my parents with a blanket and hot chocolate on that couch in the living room as we watched a Christmas movie, it was warm and safe. I remember her telling me stories about princesses and how sometimes they have to go through hardships and suffering to find their prince. As if she knew that she'd leave me and I would suffer" his eyes teared up and he wrapped his arm around your shoulder so you snuggled closer to him

"One night when we were coming back from a fare, my dad was driving and I was in the backseat, my mom was so happy, smiling, I had a cotton candy in my hand that I dropped and she took her seat belt off as she heard me crying, my dad was so concerned that she took her seat belt off that he missed the car running straight into us, she died on the spot, took her only few seconds and she was gone"

You would forget everything, you are good at repressing your memories, that's how you have survived all those horrible events, but you'd never forget that day. You have suffered so much since as a child, Loki knew the more you tell about him, it's only going to get worse and he wasn't wrong

"My dad blamed me for the accident, I remember him charging towards me in the hospital as he screamed in my face that it was my fault, I dropped the cotton candy, if it wasn't for me she'd be alive and then he said.." you sniffled and he tightened his grip around you

"He said that he wished it was me instead of her who died that day, that's how I have felt too all my life, I wished it was me instead of her because if she was here my dad would have been happier" he shook his head and pressed soft kisses on your cheeks, he wiped your tears but they kept coming. His father left him to die so he understood some of the pain you were sharing with him. He felt so angry, you were right he did want to kill your father at that moment, what kind of monster would say that to a child? Their own child.

"It wasn't your fault my precious girl, none of it was your fault, your father projected his own guilt on you, your mother would never blame you for it you know that right?" You nodded as he said that, he wasn't wrong but you somehow felt responsible for her death. You always did, and it was only because she died so early that you never gave up on your life, because you knew she would never want that for you.

"Marcia, my step mom, was my mom's best friend, but as soon as she died, she started visiting my dad frequently. They were all in high school together and knew each other very well. She had two daughters from her ex husband, Bonny and Claire. They were around my age when my dad married her, he married her 5 months after my mom died, just like that. She was replaced by Marcia and I was replaced by her daughters. A lot of awful things have happened in my life but you know what's my worst memory?" He kissed your forehead as you said that, his fingers rubbed your shoulders soothingly as he nudged you to continue

"Watching my dad snuggling with Marcia and her daughters as they watched a movie together on that same couch, that's my worst memory"

He couldn't stop his own tears, it was getting harder and harder for him to listen to you, everyone failed you in life including him, he looked back at the time when he met you and how awful he was with you. How he punished you for dancing and having fun and made you sleep on the floor, how he called you a whore and made you feel worthless. Maybe that's why you didn't want to tell him everything

"Where were you at the time, did they isolate you?" He asked you and you nodded

"I was sitting on the floor. Marcia told me to be grateful that she was allowing me to watch tv, they made me drop out of school and I learned to cook when I was 7, I'd make breakfast, lunch and dinner sometimes, Marcia made me wake up around 6 in the morning, the only time I ever got to live normally was whenever grandma visited, she taught me to read and brought books for me, she took me to eat ice cream, they didn't treat me as badly in front of her but as soon as she was gone, I was shoved in that room under the stairs, forgotten and replaced, so that's it that's my story" you looked at him and his cheeks seemed flushed with tears, so you wiped them away

"When did you run away from here, what pushed you?" He asked you and you shook your head, you didn't want to tell him the truth, you knew it would bother him

"Don't make me tell you that Loki, you don't want to hear that trust me"

"I need to hear that darling, so please tell me" you wrapped your arms around his neck and broke down, if you thought your life was horrible as a kid it got worse when you grew up a little

"I was 14, Marcia's brother David.."

"The man that I met?" He asked you and you nodded

"He started touching me inappropriately, at first he would just make me sit on his lap, gave me chocolates which I loved because I never got to have that, told me that he'd help me, but he just wanted to hurt me, I had turned 16 and for summer while dad took Marcia and her kids on a vacation, I was sent to live with David and his family, a free servant for the summer, David had never gone beyond touching me and have me touch him before but.." his jaw clenched as he realised where this was going

"He raped me and took my virginity while I lived with them. Then his son did the same thing, I liked his older son Martin he told me that he'd help me get out of there if I sleep with him, but he was lying, of course, just like his father, they were all the same. When his wife found out she beat me up and blamed me for seducing her husband because that's what he told her, I was raped at night and then beaten up in the morning, that went on for whole summer until I returned here, David told Marcia that I was trying to corrupt his sons with my whorish behaviour, so I was beaten again, my dad stood there and watched them hurt me because he didn't believe me either, nobody ever did"

You were not crying anymore, you looked at him to find a hint of judgment in his eyes but there was none. He didn't judge you, he believed in you. You could tell all of this information was burdening him, it was too much at once but he wanted to know everything, he stood up and started pacing around the room, his hands went through his hair, he looked distraught and you could see that gleam in his eyes that you recognised from the day he killed those men. He wanted to kill again.

"When I turned 18 my grandma gave me money and a train ticket so I could run away from here, my dad had her living in an old age home so she gave me the number and asked me to contact her, that was the last time I saw her or heard from her, when I found my way to New York I called her but they had her shifted to another home" he walked towards you and sat down in front of you. They just had to take away that one person who provided you a semblance of comfort

"That's why you couldn't get in touch with her because they didn't allow you to. That bastard went to the kitchen in the morning to see you, did he touch you?" He remembered how scared you felt and how you almost stabbed him and he had to know if that man had hurt you right under his nose

"He didn't touch me but he said that he would. I told him to not mess with me anymore because I had you now, and he couldn't figure out why would a man like you ever want to be with me" that was it, he didn't know if it was the lack of emotions as you uttered those words or the broken look on your face but that's when he placed his head down on your lap and cried like a baby, you have never seen him this vulnerable not even when he shared his own hurtful past.

Your own tears seemed uncontrollable after that, you caressed his head and his back soothingly, you never wanted to tell him all that and have him feel bad for you. But it was impossible for him to not feel so, you ran away from here in the hope that it'd make your life better and for a while it was better but then you met that horrible man and he knew what happened after that.

"Loki stop crying please" you mumbled softly and he looked at you

"I have done the same thing to you that they all did, why do you love me darling? Why do you even care for me? I don't deserve your care, I don't even deserve to touch you" you shook your head desperately to stop him from saying that

"Don't say that Loki please, you're not like them, I know looking back at our time together and how we met, it might seem that way. You were rude and mean to me yes, but you didn't harm me, you never crossed that line and you're a good man even if you don't want to believe it"

"No I am not darling, I'm not, I made you feel worthless and I made you sleep in the bathroom, I made you feel replaced too didn't I?" Your eyes teared up as he said that

"It doesn't matter anymore Loki, you apologized and I know you would never hurt me just to hurt me, I know you would never take advantage of me like they did" he was angry so angry and he wanted you to be upset with him too, maybe that would lessen the guilt that he felt but you are so kind and lovable, you forgave him when he didn't deserve your forgiveness.

After everything that you suffered you didn't deserve for a god to play you like that. He remembered the day he faked an illusion to trick you into releasing him, even after all the betrayal that you faced in life, your pure and kind heart didn't even think for a second and your first instinct was to check up on him because he faked being hurt.

Why would anyone hurt an angel like you? Why did he hurt you like that?

"Is there anything else I need to know? Did your dad ever assault you?"

"He hit me sometimes but that was it" he wiped his tears and he pulled you in his arms to hug you tightly. The hurt, the abuse, recurring sexual assaults, you took all of that, you survived it and somehow you still had so much of love to give to everyone not just him.

"I don't want you to feel bad about me Loki"

"I'm not feeling bad, I'm angry, so livid, and I just want them to suffer, it would never be enough, no matter how I go about this, what they did with you I would never be able to avenge it. They were supposed to protect you, all those men" he groaned in frustration so you cupped his cheeks to make him look at you

"Only one man has ever protected me Loki and it's you. If you wonder why I'm so charmed by you, it's because after all the suffering and hardships I did find my prince, not even in metaphorical sense but an actual prince and that's why I'm so grateful because there are several people out there who suffered the same as me and are still suffering but they didn't find you or someone like you, but I was lucky that I did and I need you my god"

He cupped your cheeks and placed his lips on yours as he kissed you softly, it wasn't sexual, just a very gentle romantic kiss

"You don't need me sweetheart, you want me, there's a difference, you're so strong my darling, so so brave and I can't begin to tell you how proud I am that you kept going, that you held on even though this life gave you every reason to not. And you're just a mortal, you don't possess any powers like us gods do but you my darling, you don't even need any of that, your strength is insurmountable. You're a pure goddess in a human form"

You clutched the hem of his shirt as you pulled him closer to you, he might think that you don't need him but you do, every inch of you craves him, you need him more than you need the air to breathe.

"You smell so good, everytime I feel unsafe I just try to remember your scent and it brings me comfort" you inhaled his sweet but manly scent, you were about to take his shirt off when you both heard the knock on the door.

"Fucking norns" he calmed himself down by using magic as he opened the door and he was met with the sight of your step sister Bonny. What was she wearing he wondered, he could see everything through that sheer nightgown she had on. He was disgusted, utterly disgusted, this woman was trying to seduce him for some reason and all he felt was pure hatred towards every member of this freak family.

"What do you want?" He asked her and she batted her eyelashes

"Just wanted to give you company, you must feel lonely" she giggled as she twirled her fingers through her hair. Oh he wanted to snap her neck in half. Brutally. Before he could say anything he felt your arms wrapping around his waist and you peaked your head out from behind him, placing it on his bicep

"He have a company Miss Bonny" you placed a soft kiss on his arm and you could see her face falling then she got angry, he placed his hand on yours and caressed it with his thumb like he always does

"Wait until mom hears about this, you both can't sleep in the same room" she huffed, stomped her feet like a child and then turned around to leave. Why was she even wearing that thing you wondered?

"I'm sorry you had to see that" you pressed a kiss on his cheek and he smiled

"Trust me darling I am terribly sorry too" he slammed the door shut, and locked it. In a minute he had you pressed against it

"You want me to touch you sweetheart?" His voice was gentle in your ears, he always cared about your consent, he treated you like he would break you but now you knew it wasn't because he pitied you or thought of you as weak but because he cared about you and being gentle with you brought him comfort too

"Always" you took his shirt off and he wanted to rip yours but he took it off like a normal human being would

"I hope you know that I'm going to kill that bastard " you bit on your lips as he said that. Just something about him wanting to hurt David turned you on so greatly, but you couldn't have him do that

"Don't do that loki, he have a family"

"Yeah a family of freaks who are equally as horrible as him" he took you to the bed, turned the lights off and made you sit down on it, you got on your knees and took his cock out of the confinement of his pants. He moaned as you stroked him slowly, you could feel him growing harder in your fist, then you looked up at him so innocently, it swelled his heart

"Please god, please show mercy" your other arm wrapped around his neck and you sucked on his neck, he moaned as he felt several sensations all at once

"He does not deserve it darling, you know that" he gripped the back of your neck with one hand and other one pulled your pajamas down, then you felt his fingers playing with your lips again, your hands pleased each other as you continued to have an insanely normal conversation about him wanting to kill the man who hurt you. You bit on his shoulder as his middle finger slipped inside you

"I know he doesn't, I know that, make him suffer if you have to, but don't kill him" his eyes darkened as you said that

"Oh I like that, I like that a lot actually. How should I make him suffer?" You bit on your lips again as he asked you that, he was twisted and you didn't mind that side of his either, instead of putting out the burning fire he carried in him you poured gasoline over it and flamed it even more. He took your pants off and laid you down on the bed, he spread your legs apart and you felt his cock rubbing against your slit

"You're the god of mischief, figure it out" he snickered as you said that, he placed his arms next to your head as he thrusted in slowly, inch by inch, he watched your mouth open and close as you felt him stretching you out, whatever you told him today enraged him, it made him angry and frustrated, it made him feel so protective of you, even more than before if it was possible, but this is the only way he was able to show you how much he adored you, by fucking your brains out until you were all floaty and happy, until he was the only thought inside that pretty head, until you'd forget some of that anguish you must feel.

"You sheath me so well darling with your lips all stretched out so wide on my girth, I wish you could see how pretty your quim looks when she's wrapped around my cock" you placed your fingers on his lips as the dirty words spilled so smoothly out of his godly mouth. He pumped in and out of you slowly, he wanted to savor this moment with you, he needed you as much as you needed him. You gasped as you heard a knock on the door

"It's okay, ignore that princess, focus on me, focus on your god and how he feels inside you" you moaned loudly at his words

"So good ..oh god you fill me up so good" he leaned down to kiss you, his tongue played with yours, he didn't want to let go, it was sloppy and messy and that's exactly what you both needed, he kissed down from your jaw to your throat and then your nipples one by one before he sucked on them

"Lokii?" You called out to him making him hum in response and he grabbed your hand in his, he kissed on your palm and you watched his breathing go ragged as he increased his thrusts

"If I pray to you when you're far away from me, would you hear me?" He looked at you surprised as you said that

"Is that what you want darling?" You nodded and that turned him on more, he pictured his sweet mortal on her knees just praying to him when he was far and calling out for him.

"I want you to own me Loki, I want to submit myself to you completely"

"Oh little one do not entice me like that" he wanted to last longer but you weren't showing him mercy with that mouth of yours

"I'm serious Loki, I just .. I need you to make me yours in every possible way, you're everything to me now, my guardian, my lover, my protector, my only religion and the only god I'd ever kneel for"

"You already do, you're already all mine, you please me like nobody else, and you can kneel for me whenever you want, I do enjoy my sweet girl down on her knees for me, whatever you need you can pray for your wishes darling, I will answer all of your prayers, each and every one of them I promise, your god will take care of you" he groaned as his orgasm sneaked up on him slowly,

"That would be heavenly, I just want to serve you forever, bless me my god please, I need it, please please please" you whined underneath him and your walls clenched around him, you couldn't control it, his words pushed you over the edge. Maybe someday he can project his memories of you like this for you and show you how pretty you are to him.

Your body thrashed under him and he relished every second of the mind numbing gratification. As the high went down he started to feel grateful that he was able to read the signs and he didn't allow you to come here alone, his heart clenched as he thought about this loathsome family hurting you again if you were all alone here, he got angry again as he thought of you being alone here and what monstrosity they would subject you to If he wasn't here making sweet safe love to you right now.

Making love. That's what he was doing, that's what he has been doing for a long time. Never in his thousand years he had treated a woman so tenderly, sex was a physical need that he had to satiate, just two animals mating to satisfy their carnal desires, but with you it all came naturally to him. The tenderness, the soft whisper of worship and devotion, the gentle loving kisses and the way he could just look into your eyes as he came inside you, it all came naturally to him, he never had to force it.

He knew you didn't think of him just as a lover, he knew he was fulfilling several needs of yours, but the knowledge of him having such an effect on you made him feel worthy, for once in his life he felt worthy of having someone's genuine affection.

Even though he knew he didn't deserve it, he was born to cause suffering but somehow he became the reason your suffering ended. And he wished to keep it that way. He'd never forgive himself if someone was to hurt you again.

"You're lost somewhere" your voice snapped him out of his mind and he leaned down to kiss you

"I was merely thinking of you my love"

It wasn't a lie. But he has been hiding things from you, things that might change the way you perceive him. He wasn't the benevolent god but a murderer and that's who he will always be, he only hoped that you'd still want him once he shows you his truth and he hoped that you'd still desire him once you see him in his real form. Because losing a war would only hurt his ego, losing your affection on the other hand? it would vanquish him.

"When we go back, I'd like to live with you loki, not in the tower but maybe you can live with me at my new place, it won't be luxurious but it will be home"

A home. That brought a smile to his face.

You mumbled softly as he held you in his arms and snuggled you

"We can find something together darling, do not worry about that, get your sleep now my beloved, long day tomorrow I assume" you sighed as you thought about the funeral.

As you fell asleep in his arms he could only think about the horrible things these people have put you through. He could only think of the ways he could avenge you.

And he promised himself that he would make all of these people suffer whether you want it or not.

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[darkacademicfrom2021]

Flufftober - Day 2

2 - Sneaking Out Together

@prompts-in-a-barrel prompt in bold. Written for @flufftober2021 's event.

Pairing: Loki x Stark!reader

Tags: fluff, fluff FLUFFFFFFF (this is flufftober, of course there’ll be fluff). A tiny tiny bit of angst in the beginning (if you really squint) and maybe… maybe some father issues as well. I’m not discussing this with my therapist.

Word count: 1,2K

A/N: Listen. There isn’t an actual “sneaking out” because technically it isn’t. But it’s the most similar thing it could be, and honestly I like how it ended up.

Gif not mine.

“There was only one rule you had to follow”, started Tony Stark, in front of fucking everyone. The whole team was in there, and you wanted to bury your face in your arms, but you couldn’t. You couldn’t because if there was one thing you’d never lose, it was your dignity. So, you sat right, with your eyes directly on your father’s as he kept going on how bad it was what you had just done. “Just one rule about dating. What have I told you?”.

“Don’t get in trouble”, you repeated, the phrase already memorized. “You know, I don’t see what the big deal is about. I never got in trouble, and I’m not a little kid anymore, you can’t actually control my dating life”.

“As long as you live under my roof, you can’t date criminals. No, wait. As long as you’re an Avenger, for moral stuff, you can’t date criminals”.

“Firstly, he’s not a criminal. Secondly, I only live with you because I’m an Avenger. Thirdly, we’re not dating”.

“Are we not?”, inquired Loki from the doorframe. You shot a panicked look over him, and calmed yourself down as you saw his teaseful smirk showing across his face.

“Can we talk alone?”, you asked, and Tony and you walked out of the room to talk in the corridor. “I just… I just want you to support me, dad. That’s all I ever wanted”, you said, lowering your voice and head, knowing all of your confidence had faded away as soon as he looked at you with that disappointed look he’s always looked at you with.

“I can support you in many things, dear. I really do. I love your work in the science projects you’re doing… and your new friends are great, and I know how hard it is for you to socialize”, you sighed, and looked at him knowingly, because if your relationship could be described in a phrase, it definitely was “not the point I’m trying to make”.

“But?”.

“But how can I support you when you’re making a huge mistake?”.

You sighed in frustration and wiped a tear away.

“If you think being around him is a mistake then why did you even let him in the team to begin with? Why didn’t you just refuse Thor's demand of keeping him here? You know me, you knew I’d get attached”.

“So, you’re admitting you’re dating?”.

“Yes, we are something. Maybe not dating. I don’t know what we are”.

“Oh, what a great way to tell me you’re fucking. Great, nice. I love to hear that my little…”.

“No, not your ‘little-something’, dad. I’m an adult now. So take it or leave it. This is what’s happening, and whether you like it or not, Loki is actually really nice to me. He’s a gentleman, he treats me right, he’s all the Prince Charming you’d think an actual prince is”.

“Just… do me a favor and don’t lie for him, would you? He’s got that much already on him”.

“I’m not lying”, you looked at him defiantly, yet with that tenderness he always saw in you, even as a little kid.

Tony sighed, knowing you were honest.

“Please, don’t let him take your goodness away”.

That same night you couldn’t sleep. You rolled around in your bedsheets, grasping to them for your dearest dreams, but anxiety won, once again. You thought of your studies, your homework, your grades. You thought of your father and your dating life. You thought of Loki. You thought of him way too often. You knew —you were sure— you had fallen irremediably in love with him.

Who wouldn’t? He truly was prince charming.

Speaking of which, you heard a soft knocking at your window. You got up from bed and covered yourself up with a blanket, walking to see who was calling you at such late hours of the night.

The moonrays shone brightly and they were the only way you could see around; otherwise, it would be only darkness. Nights were better now, and Loki was in there, waving hello with that big smile of his, looking up at you as if he were Romeo. He truly was.

You smiled back and opened your window, looking around for any sign of your parents or Jarvis’s cameras being a bitch, and when there wasn’t any, you finally rested your elbows on your window frame and gave him the dreamy eyes he loved to be stared at with.

“My little love?”, he called in a whisper, yet you could still hear it.

“Dear”, you called him back. “Why are you awake?”.

“I can’t sleep without you”, he said, and you smiled involuntarily. Maybe your feelings weren’t so out of place after all. Maybe he felt the same way, and the only thing in your way was your dad and his prejudices.

“Really?”, you laughed softly, and he laughed too.

“Why are you awake, pray tell?”.

“Thoughts”.

“Of what?”.

“Of who, you may say”, you said, and he raised his eyebrows, wondering. “Of you, of course. And of my school books, that’s for sure”.

“Love and anxiety, all in one big package”, he said, and you rested your head over the heels of your hand. Did you just admit your love for him? And did he take it well? “I think it’s only fair for me to invite you to the library. The one from the compound is open at any time, right?”.

“Is this a study date at 4am?”.

“Darling, your idea of romanticism is so nerdy”, he laughed. “But if you may call it a date, then I’ll bring the candles”, he added, appearing a rose in his hand. “Shall I quote Shakespeare, too? Or is it enough for…?”.

“Well, no need to mock me, now”, you chuckled, while reaching for your clothes. “Meet you there?”.

“I’ll be there in a second, quite literally”, he said right before vanishing under a veil of green lights.

The night was spent with chattery over homework, with fun illusions he made in his hands, playing games and kissing —a lot. The night was spent so much, tiredness finally fell over you two, and before you could even realize, the sun had bathed both of your sleepy figures bent over the table, head resting over your arms. Loki was right in front of you and his legs intertwined with yours under the table. Books spread everywhere, you even used some as pillows. Not even once, you realized someone could walk in the library and let everyone know where you were last night.

And, as said, Tony and Pepper walked nonchalantly into the study area of the library, only to find you two sleeping over a pile of undone homework. You still had the rose behind your ear and a smile you wouldn’t be able to wipe off even awake. Pepper smiled and looked at Tony, who was staring in realization.

“They seem… good together”.

“You could even say happy? Good for each other?”, hinted Pepper, fighting back a giggle.

“Maybe… maybe they were right after all. I could give the guy a chance”, he nodded, rolling his eyes. “Now, let’s get those papers and close the curtains, they seem like they just fell asleep”.

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[annathesillyfriend]

Anna's April Fic Recs ✨

Hello everyone, wellcome to my April fic recommendations (part 1) masterpost! This is a new thing I want to try to do and create a list like that twice a month. It really pains me that the amazing authors out there don't get the recognition they dereserve so I'm gonna do what I can to spread my love for them. I also hope more people will get to experience the joy of reading all these wonderful works!

To all the writers - I love you and I appreciate you so much! To all the readers - please, share the fics you read and love. The reblog really makes the change! It's the least we could do to show our gratitude.

Without further ado, here are the fic I read this month and adored

MARVEL

Bucky Barnes

Take a chance on me by @jurassicbarnes

one-shot, single mum!au, fwb to lovers

Bucky's game nights by @eurynome827

series, slow burn, they're playing games with their hearts

Baby fever by @youlightmeupfinn

one-shot, who wouldn't want that man as their baby daddy?

All yours by @babyboibucky

one-shot, 18+, tfatws!Bucky

A single thread by @jobean12-blog

one-shot, coffeeshop with Buck

New adventures by @celestialbarnes

one-shot, best friends to lovers

Beautiful girl by @borkingbarnes

one-shot, a morning with Buck

Erase every trace by @angrythingstarlight

one-shot, 18+, tfatws!Bucky

What you need by @buckycuddlebuddy

one-shot, 18+, best friend and roommate!Bucky, a cam is involved 👀

Cookies, kisses and such by @sweetbucky

one-shot, friends to lovers

The Match by @/babyboibucky

series, ceo!bucky

Policework by @jurassicbarnes

one-shot, police detectives!au

Eyes on you by @kleohoneyao3

one-shot, 18+

Take me as I am, whoever I am by @/jurassicbarnes

one-shot, 18+

Greedy by @/babyboibucky

one-shot, 18+, hot hot hot!

Destructive by @buckybarnesdiaries

one-shot, Bucky's scared of his feelings

Sunday kinda' love by @msmarvelwrites

one-shot, 18+, some things are more important than breakfast

Separation, connection (part 2) by @firefly-in-darkness

two-shot, 18+, the angst is strong in this one

Angel on her knees by @/babyboibucky

one-shot, 18+, Bucky gets some love hehe

Feelings are fatal by @sunmoonandbucky

series, steve leaves to be with Peggy, reader deals with the loss

It's messy inside, let me take your coat by @/divine-mistake

one-shot, 18+, plus size!reader

Beautiful people by @nacho-bucky

series, plus size!reader, the most real, beautiful, human story

Sam Wilson

Dancing with Sam Wilson would include... by @certifiedskywalker

head cannon, the title says it all

Positions by @luciilferss

one-shot, 18+, Sam's a gem Monday through Sunday

Identity by @samwilsons-pillowpecs

series, Sam loses memory and they say he wanted to kill Bucky

Amartment 3C by @/bohemianpages

series, Sam comes back from the snap to find his flat occupied

Honest by @xbuchananbarnes

one-shot, tfatws!sam

The first time you realise you are in love by @barnesnroses

part of a mini series, the fluff 😫

Walk me home by @whisperlullaby

one-shot, Sam comes to the rescue

Memory loss by @/captain-kelli

series, Sam and reader are on a hunt for winter solider

SamBucky

Cratures of habit by @callitdreamland

miniseries, sambucky x reader

How sweet it is by @indyluckycharlie

series, sambucky modern!au

The therapist by @holylulusworld

mini series, y/n helps them with their problems

Steve Rogers

Glitter by @sarahwroteathing

one-shot, elementary teacher!Steve x single mom!reader

Error by @buckysknifecollection

one-shot, de-serumed!steve

Words whispered in the dark by @anika-ann

part of the Attached series or stand alone, modern-college-professor AU, 18+

Corrupting a good boy by @donutloverxo

series, ceo!steve x desi!reader

Cash rules everything around me by @/slyyywriting

series, stripper!steve

Where the love light gleams by @/sunmoonandbucky

series, social media!au

Sharon Carter

Permanent by @/samwilsons-pillowpecs

one-shot, tattoo artist!sharon

Loki Laufeyson

Steam by @the--sad--hatter

series, slowburn, enemies to frenemies to idiots in love

Peter Parker

Love sick and a little bit drunk by @spideyspeaches

one-shot, collage!peter

Invisible string by @peterbenjiparker

series, soulmate!au

Don't hold back by @hollandcrush

one-shot, 18+, college!peter

Dancing with our hand tied by @/justeclipseblogs

series, stark!reader, enemies to lovers

My medication by @/kelieah

one-shot, broken teens in love

HOLLAND & CO.

Tom Holland

Lockscreen by @cherrycheridarling

one-shot, famous!reader

Monday mornings by @blissfulparker

one-shot, professor!tom x professor!reader

Written in the stars by @ptersmj

one-shot, fuff!!!

Hooked on your feelings by @heyhihellowhatsup0

series, fwb!tom

Ski date by @tetralea

one-shot, 18+, idiots in love, friends to lovers

Take sugar? by @/hollandcrush

one-shot, carpenter!tom x ex-best friend!reader, 18+

I swear to God I never fall in love by @hazofmyheart

one-shot, fratboy!tom, 18+, spoiler alert: he does

Break up with your girlfriend by @rosyparkers

one-shot, 18+, frat football player!tom, cheerleader!y/n, fwb au

Perennial by @peeterparkr

series, sequel to Perdify, the biggest oof moment yet

All for her by @screamholland

series, single dad!tom

Royal convinience by @/poetrcy

series, royal!au

Kiss me slowly by @/storybookholland

one-shot, soft frat!tom

Harry Holland

Always by @/multiholland

series, best freind!harry

Sam Holland

'tis the damn season by @/unsaidholland

one-shot, ex boyfriend!sam

Our night by @/storybookholland

one-shot, jealous!sam

Harrison Osterfield

No way by @soft-haz

one-shot, friends to lovers

Second self by @/soft-haz

one-shot, 18+, reader gives Haz a hand wink wink

Harrison mastelist by @allegra-writes

lots of great Haz things!

Bet on it by @storybookholland

series, fwb

THE IRREGULARS

Whole masterlist by @uglypastels

these all wonderful!! you should also check out the amazing art works at the bottom of this masterlist

LEO

The Fountain of Ichor by @thegirlintheswivelchair

series, leo x lady-in-waiting!reader

OTHERS

Anthony Bridgerton

Sham, pride and illicit affairs by @/peeterparkr

series, quite possibly the most poetic fic ever written

Coming home again by @/misstonybridgerton

series, old friends reunite

Spencer Reid

An Interesting Electronic by @/homoose

one-shot, 18+

Frank Adler

I ruined our sweet tune by @/rodrikstark

one-shot, kinda professor!frank

Ransom Drysdale

The Five Times You Told Ransom Drysdale You Loved Him (And The One Time He Said It Back) by @just-one-ordinary-fangirl

one-shot, childhood friends to life gets in the way to lovers

Sacrilage by @the-iceni-bitch

one-shot, 18+, you'll have to shower in holy water after this

Okay, I might have gone a little overboard but hey, there's no such thing as too much good fanfiction!

Enjoy! 🥰

[starks-hero]

What He Doesn't Know Won't Hurt Him

Pairing: Loki x Stark!Reader

Summary: You and Loki had been doing a fairly decent job at keeping your relationship a secret from the other members of the team, specifically your father. But what happens when word finally gets out?

Word Count: 4,480

Warnings: fluff, implied smut, angst

a/n: This gif, that is all

You had your music playing at full volume as you worked your way around the lab, your latest suit laid out on the table. It was almost finished and you were more than impressed with how it had turned out.

Grabbing one of the many tools strewn out on the tabletop, you got to work assuring each circuit was in place.

It was fair to say that whilst you were in one of your zones, you could easily get lost in your work. Which was probably the reasons you hadn't noticed Loki make his way into the lab.

You jumped slightly when two slender arms wrapped around your middle. “Loki,” you scolded, not taking your eyes away from your work. “I'm busy.”

He chuckled. “I can see that, dove,” he purred. “But I'm bored.”

“You're welcome to stay here as long as you stay out of my way,” you offered, smirking when Loki rose his hands innocently.

“You won't even know I'm here.”

You managed to steal five minutes of peace. And then Loki's ability to sit still and not cause trouble seemed to reach its end. He started simply, standing ridiculously close, running his hand along your side. Your frustrated sigh and visible struggle to focus on your suit only egged him on. He re-positioned himself behind you, hands resting on your hips and lips finding your neck.

When one of his hands began to trace down your stomach and towards the waistband of your jeans you drew the line.

“Loki, stop.” you chided urgently. “Not here.”

“Why not?” he asked, nipping at the exposed skin of your neck. “It's as good a place as any.”

“Someone could see,” you pressed on.

Loki’s kissing ceased but he didn't remove his arms from around you. If anything he held you tighter.

“And would that be such a bad thing?” he asked after a beat of silence. You sighed and turned in his arms, now facing the god. His eyes said it all, he wasn't hurt, but he was tired of keeping up this charade.

He hated having to wait till you were both alone to show his affection, having to settle for stolen kisses and subtle glances all in an attempt to keep your relationship a secret from the rest of the team. Loki was growing sick of it. He wanted to hold you, kiss you, mark you, to show everyone you belonged to him. He hated having to hide his feelings as if they weren’t acceptable.

“Loki, we've talked about this. If the team finds out, especially my dad, it'll cause nothing but trouble.” You frowned at Loki's defeated expression. “I want to tell them, I do. I love you and I want everyone to know that. But only when the time is right.”

Loki nodded, a smile tugging at his lips. Slender fingers wrapping around your wrist and he placed a kiss to your hand. “As you wish, darling.”

Loki turned to leave but you gently grasped hold of his sleeve and tugged him back. “Where do you think you're going?”

Loki tilted his head. “You said-”

“I said I wasn't ready to tell them,” you clarified. “I never said anything about you leaving.”

A devilish smirked spread across Loki's lips as he stepped back towards you, hands grasping your waist. “Why of course, my dear.” He pushed you against the cool steel of the table. “How may I be of service to you?”

You pulled him into a hungry kiss and he practically moaned into your mouth. Grasping hold of your thighs, he hoisted you up onto the table and slotted himself snugly between your legs. Truth be told, this wasn't what you had in mind. You were serious when you said the lab wasn't a good place to start something but Loki was just too irresistible. His kisses trailed from your jaw down your neck and you couldn't help the whimper that left your lips as he sucked on the sweet spot just above your collar bone.

Your hand tangled in his raven hair and he laughed breathlessly against your skin as he pulled you closer to him. “That's it, pet.”

The sudden sound of someone clearing their throat caused both of you to almost jump out of your skin. You turned towards the lab door and found a rather unimpressed Natasha standing in the threshold, arms crossed and glare seething into a certain god.

Your heart jumped into your throat as you hurriedly pushed Loki away and scrambled to your feet.

“Oh, no. Don't stop on my account,” Nat snarled and the venom in her tone was enough to send shivers down even Loki's spine.

“Nat! We were just-”

“Don't bullshit me, Y/N. You know it doesn't work,” Nat stated plainly and you swallowed. She was right, it was near impossible to successfully lie to her. “Does your father know?”

“No, no, no. Nat, you can't tell him,” you begged. “He'll kill us.”

Natasha scoffed, pointing an accusing finger at Loki, who was still standing sheepishly behind you. “He's lucky I haven't killed him myself.”

Loki shifted uncomfortably. When it came down to it, he was a god and Nat was human. She probably couldn't do much damage to him. But she was certainly intimidating. Loki wasn't so much upset over the fact that you'd been caught, if anything Loki found it rather exciting. His only worry was how this situation would pan out for you. And your relationship.

“Natasha, please. You know how my dad overreacts.”

“I'm not sure I'd count ‘getting pissed that your daughter's dating a criminal’ as overreacting.”

You felt helpless. With Tony as your father, the team were the closest thing you had to family. Nat had always been important to you, she was an older sister, a cool aunt and in some cases, a understanding mother all rolled up into one. She wanted what was best for you, and you knew if that meant throwing Loki under the bus, she wouldn't hesitate.

Noticing your struggle, Loki decided to intervene.

“Agent Romanoff, if you'd allow us to explain. I-”

Nat turned to Loki with a glare that stopped the god mid-sentence. “I'm not talking to you. I'm talking to Y/N.” She turned back to you. “Tell your dad.”

“What?!”

“Tell Tony about this.” She clarified, gesturing between you and Loki. “Or I will.”

“Nat,” you started but as she raised an eyebrow you knew she wasn't bluffing. She was dead serious.

“Okay, okay, fine. We'll tell him. But just not yet-” you hesitated. “Just give us a little more time to figure it all out.”

Natasha seemed unconvinced, to say the least, but when she noticed the genuine worry in your expression she backed off and her voice softened.

“Fine. But if he finds out beforehand, I had no idea about any of this,” she ordered. “And you,” Nat glanced at Loki who was still standing behind you. “Are on thin ice.”

Nat turned to leave, shooting one final glare Loki’s way. “Oh, and a bit of advice. Next time lock the goddamn door.”

You both sighed in temporary relief as the door slammed shut and you were left alone.

“Well, that went well,” Loki commented sarcastically, rubbing at his temple.

“And that was only Nat. How do you think the others are going to react?” You took a seat on the workbench and Loki joined you.

“Were you serious?” he asked. “About telling them? Telling him?”

You sighed, dropping your head into your hands. “I suppose we don't have much of a choice now, do we?” You murmured and Loki chuckled slightly.

“I suppose not.”

“You're enjoying this.” You growled as Loki’s mood seemed only slightly diminished by the situation you’d just been landed in.

“Yes, I find being threatened by a world-class assassin immensely enjoyable,” he noted nonchalantly. Loki sighed when the fear remained evident in your expression. He gently caught your wrist and pulled it away from your face, lacing your fingers as he did so. “Honestly, my dear. There's no need to worry. It will be fine.”

“You sound awfully sure.”

“That’s because I am,” Loki smirked, his tone reassuring and soft. He placed a harmless kiss against your cheek, but couldn’t resist the urge to continue down to your jaw.

His nose grazed your neck as his breath fanned out over your skin. His voice fell to a low whisper. “Now, what was it we were getting to before we were so rudely interrupted?”

You couldn’t help but laugh in slight disbelief. “You never learn, do you?”

Loki flicked his wrist as he began to plant kisses down your neck. “Do you take me for a fool?”

 You glanced at the labs' door to find the keypad had turned red. Locked. Smirking, Loki pushed you down and picked up where he'd left off.

It had been a little over a week since Natasha had found out about your relationship with Loki and thankfully, she hadn't said anything as of yet. She was giving you a generous amount of time to build up the courage to tell both your father and the rest of the team, but it was courage you were yet to find. The stress of the whole situation had been getting to you, something that was becoming more and more apparent to Loki.

In some desperate attempt to help you blow off a little steam, the god had dragged you down to the training hall. You and Loki often trained together, though since the beginning of your relationship, training seldom actually took place during your sessions.

But you needed it today, and after less than fifteen minutes of sparring, you could already feel some of the stress dissipating.

“Let's try that again,” Loki stated, helping you up from where you'd fallen back onto the training mat. He steadied you before pacing back a few steps as you both prepared for another round.

You made the first move, Loki easily blocking your strike. He caught your other arm as you tried to hit his shoulder and he only barely avoided a knee in the groin by spinning you around and catching you in a gentle headlock.

“Fighting dirty today are we, darling?” He purred in your ear and you smirked. Leaning forward, you used the momentum to throw Loki over your shoulder, straddling him to assure he stayed down.

“Problem with that?”

Loki chuckled, staring up at you. “Certainly not.” Throwing his leg over and shifting his weight, he threw you off of him and you landed on the floor beside him. He then took up his position on top of you. “Two can play at that game.”

He used his new vantage point to lean down and kiss your shoulder. “And I do enjoy it so very much.”

You turned your head to the side to grant Loki better access as he kissed up your neck, but your blood ran cold when you noticed a familiar figure standing dumbstruck at the halls entrance.

“Shit, Steve!” You pushed Loki off of you and for a moment he thought it was an attempted diversion until his own eyes locked with the captains. “Steve, wait!”

He was already turning to leave and you took off after him, Loki right behind you. You barely caught him before he reached the door. “Steve, hear us out, please.”

He turned to look at you with slight disappointment, his cheeks still tinted red with embarrassment given what he'd just walked in on. “Why didn't you tell us, Y/N?”

“I swear I was going to. I should have sooner and I'm sorry.” You rushed. “But please, Steve. You can't tell my dad, not yet.”

Steve hesitated. He'd taken you under his wing from day one and he'd be lying if he said he saw you as anything less than family. He didn't want to put you in a situation where he knew you'd face hardship. But he also didn't want to put his relationship with Tony on the line. He knew what that could lead to.

“I won't lie to Tony.”

“Then just don't say anything!” You tried. “Not saying anything technically isn't lying.”

Steve sighed, glancing between you both, his eyes lingering on Loki a moment longer. Loki seemed to have read the captains mind.

“Captain, I understand your concerns. But I can assure you my intentions are completely good-willed.”

Steve shook his head, questioning his sanity. “Does anyone else know?”

“Natasha, that's it.”

Steve seriously pondered the dilemma he was being faced with. Part of him wanted to march off and tell Tony, part of him wanted to strangle Loki for even putting his hands on you and the other part was still hung up on how upset you’d be if he chose either of the latter options.

“Alright,” Steve said after a moment of silence and relief flooded your expression. “But if your father asks-”

“I understand.” You nodded, still breathing a sigh of relief. “Thank you, Steve.”

You counted your lucky stars as Steve left the training hall, the whole conversation having gone way better than you could have possibly imagined.

“You know, my dear,” Loki stated from behind you. “We really must stop picking the worst possible places in the compound to make out.”

You'd been peacefully working away in the lab, adding the finishing touches to the suit you'd been working on. A few more final touch-ups and a test run and it would be ready for missions.

The door slamming opened behind you immediately caught your attention as a severely pissed off Loki stormed in. His jaw was set and his hands were balled into fists. This couldn't be good.

“Loki, what's wrong?” you asked, rounding the table and approaching him. He was already pacing.

“Thor knows,” he growled and your heart stopped. “He was asking ridiculous questions about you and I and he knew I was lying.”

You inhaled sharply and did your best to avoid groaning in frustration, unable to grasp how Loki of all people had gotten caught out lying. “Loki, you're the god of lies.”

“And Thor's a persistent bastard!” He bit back.

You grappled with the little composure you had left and sighed. Loki was still clearly fretting and at least one of you had to start thinking straight.

“Okay, well what did he say?”

“That he wouldn't tell anyone,” Loki murmured, running his index finger along his top lip, something he often did when nervous.

“Alright then, what are we worried about? He said he wouldn't tell.”

Loki scoffed. “It's Thor! He struggles to keep the simplest of secrets, he's going to let it slip!” Loki took a seat and wrung his hands. “Your father is going to kill me.”

You stepped towards him and ran a comforting hand through his raven hair. He sighed and wrapped his arms around your waist, resting his head against your stomach.

“You're a god, Loki. I don't think he could kill you even if he wanted to.”

“He'll find a way,” Loki moped, tightening his hold on you.

You huffed at Loki's dramatic antiques as you continued to run your hand through his hair. One thing was now painfully clear, you needed to tell your dad. Before anyone else found out.

It was all planned out perfectly. The team was set to have dinner together in an attempt to bring some normality to your crazy lives, and you figured it would be the best time to break the new. You'd wait until everyone had finished eating and you and your dad were alone and then you'd tell him.

Not only did you think it would be better to have the conversation one on one, but Loki not being there also lessened the likely hood of your father trying to kill him if he didn't take the news kindly.

The only major challenge now was making it through the dinner itself without losing your nerve. Loki assured you that he'd be by your side right up until the moment he had to leave, and he meant it. Your father sat at the head of the table, because of course he did, and you sat to his right. Loki was seated beside you.

Most of the dinner passed as they usually did when the team ate together. Clint complained about the take out choice, Nat downed an impressive amount of wine whilst somehow remaining sober and a philosophical debate had broken out despite their being no indication as to what had started it.

For once, you and Loki remained silent, too nervous to offer any input should your worrisome tone give you away. You had spent most of the dinner toying with the food on your plate with your fork.

Loki's hand gently held yours beneath the table. It was risky, but no one had noticed and it was currently the only thing keeping you sane.

“You alright, kiddo?”

You glanced up to find your dad staring at you. He motioned to your untouched plate of food.

“You haven't touched your take out. It's your favourite.”

“Oh yeah, I- uh,” you stumbled over your own words and cursed yourself for being caught off guard. Most of the team were still chatting amongst themselves, but Steve and Natasha were now watching the exchange between you and Tony attentively. “I guess I'm just not that hungry.”

He seemed entirely unconvinced and leaned in slightly, away from the prying ears of the table. “You sure everything's alright?”

You gulped. Your father was no idiot and he knew something was eating away at you. From the corner of your eye, you could see Nat nodding her head and Steve smiling supportively. This was the perfect opportunity to bring it up and you decided it was now or never. “Well, actually-”

“Nice going, Clint!”

Both your heads snapped up to see that a knocked over wine bottle had stained both the end of the table and Bruce's white shirt.

“Hey! It's not my fault. Who even drinks this stuff anyway?!”

“What the hell is that suppose to mean, bird brain?” Sam yelled, possessively grabbing what was left in the overturned bottle and dunking it into his glass. Bucky hid his smile behind his bottle of beer.

Everyone else's attention had turned to Bruce, who seemed to be doing an excellent job at not hulking out and sending Clint through the nearest wall.

You bit your lip.

“Dad, is it alright if I leave? I'm not feeling up to eating right now.” You asked. Now clearly wasn't the best time to bring something up and you decided waiting till after everyone had turned it in for the night was probably best.

“Sure thing, sweet pea,” he smiled as you stood and pushed in your chair behind you. Loki followed you, rising to his feet.

“I think it's time I also take my leave.” No one paid much attention as Loki mimicked your actions and prepared to leave the table.

“Leaving already?” Wanda asked politely and you smiled back, already prepared to answer with ‘Yeah, I'm just tired.’

“Of course they are! I'm sure my brother and Y/N have much to do and discuss,” Thor smirked, winking and raising his glass to the both of you in a not so subtle way.

Silence fell over the entire table and you and Loki grew rigid. Natasha and Steve turned to glare at Thor, who lowered his glass, realising what exactly he'd just said.

“What?” Tony said, turning to Thor with a shocked expression. Loki quickly stepped in.

“I think my brother may have had a tad too much Asgardian ale, I-

“No, what did you say?” He asked again, voice raising. All eyes were now either on Tony, Loki or you.

Thor seemed to shrink into his seat, taking interest in the bottom of his cup as he attempted to backtrack and fix his mistake. But it was too late.

Your father's gaze turned to you and then Loki, who was cautiously standing behind you. 

“One chance.” He was livid. “You get one chance to tell me the truth.”

“Dad, can we not do this now,” you asked quietly.

“The truth, Y/N.” You couldn’t recall the last time you’d seen your father so angry. And as terrified as you were, you knew lying would only dig you a deeper hole.

“I was going to tell you,” you started, wincing as he ran a hand down his face. “I just didn't know how and then Nat told me I should just-”

Your father's glare turned to Natasha who choked on her wine at your words. You mentally grimaced as you realized what you'd just said.

“Oh, so you knew!” Tony yelled, pointing an accusing finger at Nat. He turned back to you. “You told Thor and Natasha before you told me!”

“I didn't tell her! She just sort of found out...” you fumbled and Tony laughed humorlessly.

“Did anybody else know besides Nat and point break?” he asked, addressing the whole table. Steve fidgeted awkwardly in his seat and Tony immediately singled him out.

“Steve.” He crossed his arms as he glared at the captain. “Something on your mind?”

Steve sighed. “Look, Tony I-”

“Don't bullshit me, Rogers.”

Steve nodded wordlessly and Tony bit the inside of his cheek, looking as though he was prepared to rip into each member of the team. You cowered back slightly and Loki stepped infront of you, shielding you from your fathers rage the best he could.

“Great! Awesome! Did anyone else know my daughter was dating a psychopath and just decided to keep that information to themselves?”

Everyone awkwardly shifted in their seats, some clearing there throats and others offering you sympathetic glances. Natasha mouthed a ‘sorry’ and Thor seemed to still be beating himself up for letting it slip in the first place.

Loki stepped forward. “Stark, I can assure you-”

“Zip it, Reindeer Games,” he warned and for once, Loki did as he was told. Tony pointed to you as if he were scolding a child.

“You are grounded,” he stated. “No more missions, no more lab privileges, nothing.”

You scoffed. “I'm not a kid!”

“Yes, you are! You're my kid.”

“Dad, will you please just listen to me.” You begged as you stepped towards your father in hopes of reasoning with him. He rose from his seat to meet you.

“No. This,” he gestured between you and Loki. “Ends now. End of discussion.”

You took a step back, feeling as though an arrow had hit you in the chest. Tears were brimming your eyes and you couldn't find it in you to meet anyone's gaze. Seeing how upset you'd become, Loki refused to bite his tongue any longer.

“Stark, with all due respect, I won't allow that. I understand your disdain for me and it's more than warranted but do not take that anger out on Y/N. You have no reason to trust me but I can assure you that my feelings towards your daughter and nothing but sincere and genuine.”

Loki's sudden statement seemed to have surprised Tony. He opened his mouth to argue but Loki didn't give him the chance as he continued.

“She has given me a second chance and I love her dearly for doing so. And I would never do anything to harm her. I love her unconditionally and all I ask is for a chance. Allow me to prove myself.”

Loki's speech had left you teary-eyed with a warmth spreading in your chest. A smile pulled at your lips as Loki turned to you. The genuine and loving look in his eyes spoke volumes and it took every ounce of control you possessed not to launch yourself into his arms then and there.

“Tony, I don't know about you but that seemed pretty convincing to me.” Nat voiced from the table and Thor immediately agreed.

“My brother may be the god of lies but he has spoken nothing but the truth tonight.”

Steve, ever the diplomat, offered Tony an encouraging nod. “All he's asking for is a chance, Tony.”

“It's pretty sweet if you ask me,” Bucky murmured from beside the captain, Sam and Wanda nodding in agreement.

Tony watched as the table seemed to take Loki's side and he battled with himself until his eyes landed on you. You were standing side by side with Loki, whilst he smiled at you in adoration. The glances you shared were nothing short of loving and Tony couldn't help but notice how genuine and mutual it truly was. Loki's hand was brushing against yours, desperate to grasp hold and comfort you but not wanting to overstep the line the tension had drawn.

Tony sighed as he realized what he had to do. You were his daughter, his everything. And he just wanted you to be happy. Even if it was with someone he didn’t initially approve of. 

“You love him?” he asked nonchalantly and you nodded.

“And you, Frosty,” Tony motioned to Loki who tried not to frown at the nickname. “You love her?”

Loki glanced at you, smiling softly. “Wholeheartedly.”

Tony swallowed down the lump in his throat as he watched the both of you, not completely ready to accept that you weren't a kid anymore.

“Well then, I guess that's that.” He smiled at you softly. “Leave it to you to fall for the God of mischief. You always were a troublemaker.” 

Your father pulled you into a hug, muttering a quiet ‘love you, sweet pea’, before pulling back to look at Loki.

“You hurt her,” he started and Loki cut him off with an amused chuckle.

“You'll kill me?” He guessed.

“Oh no, not just me. They'll kill you.” Tony smirked, pointing to the table full of avengers.

Loki nodded. “Understood.”

Nat sent you a wink and Steve and Thor smiled whilst the rest of the team seemed to congratulate you with supportive, and in some cases embarrassing, comments.

You and Loki smirked at each other, slowly turning to leave the dining room when your father's voice called you back.

“Woah, where do you two think you're going?” he asked. “Cats out of the bag now so no need to run off and hide. Sit.”

Seeing no point in arguing, you both took your seats, Loki holding your hand atop the table for everyone to see. Things quickly settled back into a comfortable conversation, you and Loki feeling freer than you had in months. The domesticity of it all was enough to make your heart burst.

“So,” Clint, who was slightly tipsy at this point, yelled. “When's the wedding?”

Tony turned red. “Don't push their luck, Barton.” He partially joked, glaring daggers at his teammate as the rest of the team laughed. As for you and Loki, you couldn't help but smile at the possibility.

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[eykismyfav]

Everything is Going to Be Okay... I Promise

Requested: Yes @superwhoflarrow123

Request: Well, I just thought it would be sweet to make an X Reader with President Loki where the Reader is Loki's adopted daughter from his timeline! Something where he comforts the Reader! Maybe where the Reader finds herself sad because she misses Asgard and how normal things used to be for them? Loki comforts her, by holding her and reassuring her everything will be okay. That he loves her and will protect her? *I adore forehead kisses by the way! Something simple!

Genre: Fluffy fluff fluff

Warnings: None, Reader misses home a little

Pairing: President Loki x Adopted Daughter!Reader

Characters: Loki variants, President Loki

Authors note: We love Forehead Kisses on This Page

Word Count: 664

Loki (Series) Masterlist

You didn’t necessarily love being on Midgard and you oftentimes found yourself longing for your home on Asgard. Your father on the other hand seemed to love Midgard being able to be president and be in control. You supposed that you were glad he had finally given up his impossible goal of becoming king of Asgard but still Asgard was your home it is natural to feel homesick every once and awhile. 

Today you missed Asgard more than usual. Missed running around the palace, your adoptive father and uncle Thor chasing after you playfully and hiding behind Frigga. You missed your family and wanted to go home desperately but you didn’t know how to tell your Father. He was busy anyway with president stuff you didn’t want to bother him. Being here on Midgard was also constantly overwhelming and made you feel helpless. So you found yourself in your room, face buried in one of your pillows, arms hugging a ratty old blanket that was a gift from Uncle Thor crying quietly so as to not draw attention to yourself. 

You apparently weren’t quiet enough seeing as you didn’t even realise that your door had been open and your father had made his way over to you. Loki gently places his hand in between your shoulder blades rubbing your back softly. 

“What is wrong Little One?” His voice is soft and clear concern leaking into each word.

“It’s nothing. Stupid really...” You mumble into your pillow not even looking at the man who questioned you.

“It clearly isn’t nothing Darling! I can not fix it if you don’t tell me what is wrong.” Loki lightly nudges you, causing you to turn to him. The man's heart breaks when he sees your tear stained cheeks, he wants nothing more than to make you feel better he opens his arms silently offering you sanctuary in his arms which you gladly accept. He chuckles lightly feeling you nuzzle into his chest once or twice before looking up at him slightly. “Did you just whip your snot on my nice shirt?” His playful joke makes you giggle slightly and shake your head no. “Okay good it was expensive. Now...” He whispers, holding you close, protecting you from the world, “can you tell me what is wrong?” 

“I miss home. I miss Uncle Thor and Frigga.” It was a meek whisper that had Loki not been listening he would have missed it entirely. 

“Oh Little One...” Your father began but he was quickly interrupted.

“And this place is so overwhelming all the time. Too much is going on at once. It was so quiet and peaceful at home. I am constantly on edge here. I want to relax. I don’t feel safe! I want to feel safe again...” You sob into nis chest finally letting it all out.

“My dear Little One I am so sorry.” He places a light kiss on your forehead. “You know that I love you so much and would never let anything bad happen to you right?” You nod slightly into his chest. He sighs lightly knowing damn well he will regret what he is about to say, “How about the two of us visit Asgard tomorrow?”

“Really! Oh can we? Can we please!” You ask, very excited by the prospect pulling away from his hug.

“Yes I don’t see why not... You should get some sleep, we can leave first thing tomorrow.” Loki is overjoyed to see you so happy.

“Okay good night dad!” 

Loki chuckles lightly before tucking you in pressing a light kiss to your forehead and the tip of your nose.

“Everything is going to be okay... I promise.” He whispers before leaving your side making his way to the door. Loki pauses looking back at you, what had he done right to deserve having you his Little One in his life. Whatever it had been he thanked Odin everyday for having you in his life now more than ever.

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Oooh thanks for the tag @ninadove ! 💙 The challenge is the following :

"List the first lines of your last twenty stories. See if you can find a pattern."

Same as you, I don't have twenty stories lying around, so Imma be picking from my google doc and probably mostly from what I call the "Hresvelg siblings snippets", that I add to whenever I have an idea.

Info : Adel is the last Hresvelg sibling and is the proud dad of his wyvern Mirabelle. Meanwhile, Siyn is my Bylethsona.

Without further ado, let's go !

Edit: it's not putting spaces when I put them. I do NOT know why.

1- Siblings bonding time

As they looked up at the setting sun and at the eagles circling up in the sky, they sat in an amazed silence before the beauty of their imperfect world. 

" Hey. Let's make each other a promise. "

" Sure. "

" What's it ? "

" Once this is over… Let's all go to therapy." 

"Oh you bet." 

"Most definitely." 

2- Typical Loki fashion

"They're missing out on one of the most amazing persons ever."

"Who's that ?"

"Me, duh."

3- Karaoke night

"I don't know the lyrics to that song", the teen muttered under his breath.

"It's a prayer, Loki. We're in a cathedral."

"I personally wish I didn't", Adel smiled and kept chanting along. "It's always "Something something goddess", "Something something Sothis", and how you should never throw a revolution against the Church. "

4- Mirabelle

"I was wondering though…" Siyn considered as she gently scratched the wyvern's neck. "Why'd you name her Mirabelle ?"

"Bold of you to assume I think before I act, Professor."

5- Cookie ?

"If one more person dares tell me, "revenge is baaaaaad" and "you're young, you don't know what you're doing", or "you'll regret it later on, trust me, I've got absolutely no clue what you're going through right now, but I'm an adult so I must know better right ? ", I'm going to commit first degree murder. Revenge won't make me feel better or bring back what I lost ? Yeah no shit Sherlock, but maybe, just maybe making you shut up for a damn second will bring me a few seconds of well-deserved peace Karen." 

Aline looked at him with a soft smile as she poured him a cup of chamomile tea.  " Do you… Want a cookie ?"

" Yes. "

6- Releasing pressure

"Here's where I wanted to take you", Adel smiled as he helped him off the wyvern.

Loki perked around curiously, taking in the sight of the starlit deserted hills that surrounded Garrech Mach.

"It's beautiful", he softly spoke. "Thank you for taking me on this ride. When did you start coming here ?"

Adel pondered. "I'd say about a year ago ? There's few places as quiet as this around here, and I find that it helps me unwind, take off the pressure. Wanna know how ?"

The teenager smiled curiously. "Sure."

"I scream into the void at the top of my lungs for however long it takes for me to feel better."

"You what now ?"

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH-"

7- Defying gravity

"I like gravity. It's really neat for all sorts of things."

"What the hell ? I hate gravity ! It sucks !"

"Well of course you would dislike it, you're a Wyvern Knight."

"Yeah, I'm not a fan of the feeling of impending doom when I'm plummeting to my death."

"Then don't fall to your death. Gravity won't do you anything if you're prudent enough."

"Oh, thank you, Sherlock. What makes you so keen on gravity anyways ?"

"I… Well what would the world be like without it ?"

"Amazing."

"No, it'd be f*cking weird, I tell you what. Would you want to float 24/7 ?"

"YES. Yes, I'd love that."

"... What the hell is going on ?"

8- Pancakes

"Do you do that often ?"

"What, kill people or make pancakes ?"

9- Loki hoarding clothes

"I fully plan on hoarding all of your possessions. I've already got your boots, and Edelgard's gloves. I'm on the way to achieve the classiest of looks."

"What's next ?"

"Someday, I'll get Edelgard's horns."

10- Draft of Loki and Hanneman's support convos

Hanneman: In fact, I would like to study the effects of your Crest on your person. Or rather… The lack thereof.

Loki: That's an interesting way to say that I'm weak.

[...]

Hanneman: How about this spear right there ? Your brother could snap it in half while he was training there at the monastery !

Loki: I… Can't even imagine how anyone could do that.

11- Fuck

Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck-

12- Missing you

"Solon was your instructor for many years", Arundel says with a scrutinizing stare. "His death must come as a shock to you." 

The child looks up at him from his book and brings one short strand of black hair behind his ear. "I am devastated", he says in a deadpan voice, and goes back to reading. 

13- An Imperial visit

"You unearthed our father's body." The Empress said with a cold, but mostly just shocked expression, as she stared down her two older siblings- covered in dirt from head to toes and stinking of death. "Do you know how disrespectful this is ?"

"Pfdfpfrpfftpfft-" Loki wheezed, then coughed into his hand to quickly hide the laughter that was threatening to break out.

"Where's the body ?"

They stare at each other, silently.

"... Did you bury him in the gardens ?!"

"Oh ! Goddess no", Aline interjected. You know these poor flowers deserve better than him. "

" Then what did you do with him ? "

Loki was starting to lose it.

"... You know count Varley ? " Adel tentatively asked.

" Of course I do. What has he got to do with this ?"

"Well… We talked a bit with Bernadetta and… Well… we sent him the decomposed body."

"We told him the Emperor was coming to visit-"

14- Aren't we all

The kid looks at her with his almost unnaturally wide and empty eyes, as if they were always widened with fear: but when he talks, it's with the same emotionless and automatic voice she's used to.

"... Kronya. You are insane, aren't you ?"

She smirks and looks back at him, leaning over the table and snatching his book away.

"Are you not ?"

15- Father-daughter talk

"Your mother wanted to be cremated." Ionius bent over and deposited the medium-sized, dark urn that felt heavy in her hands. Even holding it, sat in her bed, still made her every joint ache.

"..." She looked up at him, slowly. "What am I supposed to do with that ? I didn't come to her funeral, why do you think I'd want her funerary urn ? "

"I..." That old, pathetic man looked at her with hollow eyes. "I thought you might want to reconnect. Maybe keep it in your room."

Aline's jaw dropped. "What ? Just- leave. You're delusional."

"I'll leave you alone with her to take this in. I know the loss of your mother affects you more than you let on… you need that closure." He slowly rose up from the chair and, leaning on his cane, turned around to leave by the open door.

"Wait."

"Hum ?"

"Stay here… just a while longer", she said softly as she propped herself up on her pillow, her back exploding with white pain as she held back a cry.

"... Do you want to talk about i-" Was all Ionius could muster before an expertly thrown funerary urn made contact with his face, sending ash everywhere.

"FUCK OFF AND NEVER COME BACK AGAIN !!! YOU RUINED EVERYTHING I'VE EVER LOVED !!!"

16- On Loki and Edelgard

Maybe the reason they liked each other so much was because they recognized themselves as monsters; and in each other, they found the forgiveness they pretended they weren't seeking.

17- Character growth of a child soldier

Solon had to concede it to Thales, who seemed strangely proud: Loki didn't have anything to do with the small, scaredy kid he had been entrusted. The transformation had been radical. He had grown more efficient, more quiet, more observant. But most remarkable was the amount of confidence he had gained.

Some could even say he had become a little bitch.

18- Florem (Bravely Default)

The city of Florem was like a perfectly round and shiny red apple: incredibly appealing and appetizing from the outside, but slowly being devoured by a worm on the inside.

That horrid truth was something its inhabitants did their best to hide from the travelers that came from all around Luxendarc to visit the legendary city of refinement and pleasures, and most of the time, they were pretty successful at it. Any foreigner, upon approaching the outskirts of the town for the first time, would be struck by the overwhelmingly sweet scent of the quality perfumes the artisans of Florem were so renowned for. Lead by the nose to the central plaza of the city, where most of the stores were located, they would be entranced by the beauty of the place: its charming and colorful two-story houses with balconies bursting with local flowers, the care with which most of its inhabitants composed their attire, their dresses made with the softest of fabrics and the most intricate of patterns, sometimes accessorized with a fairy wing for an hairpin if someone felt fancy, their strong perfumes, the lights and the dense crowd of merchants and locals that left anyone being pushed around like a raft at sea.

For Braev Lee, Great Marshall of Eternia, the illusion worked like a charm, and the experience was absolutely exhilarating. It had been quite a few years since he had taken control of the duchy, and yet he had never had the honor to visit the Matriarch in person until now, neither had he had the chance to visit the legendary city that was rumored to be only populated with women. Especially not with his annoying right-hand man and best friend Kamiizumi to spoil the trip ! That reminded him, the Swordsmaster had been quiet for quite a while, and that could never be good. Turning around to look for him, Braev had to squint his eyes to search for the black head of hair amidst the dozens of people passing him by and bumping into him.

Thankfully, a natural hair color was as rare in Florem as it was in an art school, and he soon noticed him sat on the edge of a fountain, taking a well-deserved break. Rejoining him was no small feat due to the tremendous activity of everyone around him, but he could finally breathe as he plopped down next to his bro, and realized just how good it felt to stop running about.

“Hey, Nobotsuna. Thought you could escape from me ?” He teased with a smile.

“I gave up on that dream a long time ago”, the warrior replied with a flat voice.

19- On Aline and Hubert

"Don't play that game with me, Hubert. I saw you get your head stuck in a vase when you were five. You'll never be threatening to me."

20- Family feud

"I'm just saying. Everybody already considers Mirabelle part of the family. What's the deal in making it official ?"

Edelgard sighed, heavily. "Adel, we all appreciate her presence, that is a fact. However, she is just your pet. We can't officially give her the name von Hresvelg."

"Why not ? You did it for me", Loki whined.

"It was a different situation, and you know it."

"How so ?" He retorted, trying his best to put on a vexed expression. "I think it's the same."

Edelgard shook her head in bewilderment and turned to Aline, looking for some support. The woman seemed to be having the time of her life watching the feud between her younger siblings.

"Please tell them, Aline."

She thought it over for a moment, her eyes unfocused. Then, she smiled and nodded to herself, seemingly satisfied with herself.

"I just think you're a bad aunt, Edelgard."

---

Aaaand there we go ! =D it was fun to revisit those.

19 of them are from my Hresvelg siblings snippets, which I started as a way to develop my OCs' personalities, while the Bravely Default one is the beginning of the first chapter of a fic I've never continued. xD

So, what can we take away from this, apart from the fact that I've got a huge FE brainrot and a weakness for good siblings relationships in media ?

I think I like to have my fun and be a little bit sarcastic when I write. Not take it too seriously and putting my characters into what can be borderline absurd situations. Unsurprisingly, this is also a feature found in my favorite books ! ^^

Tagging (only if they feel like it ofc): @kanohivolitakk @crestofshame and anyone who feels like it !!! <3

[bumblesimagines]

Green Thumb

Part 20

Request: Yes or No

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"Time travel sounds fun until you see how cringy you used to be." You said, watching Nebula fix some things on the suit Scott had on.

"I've never been cringy." Scott said. You stayed silent in response, glancing at Rhodes. Scott blinked, scoffing softly as you giggled.

"You're great, Scott." You gave a tired smile. Bruce went to put in the red capsules.

"Hey- Hey, be careful!"

"I'm being very careful." Bruce replied.

"No, you're being very Hulky." Scott put in the capsules himself. Even if Bruce was careful, he could still crush whatever was in there without even thinking about it. It was weird seeing Bruce in Hulks body but you supposed it helped end the beef they had. Scott and Bruce went back and forth until he turned small and big in a second.

"Alright, one test run." Scott gave a sheepish smile, glancing at everyone in the room. "I'm not ready for this."

"I'm game." You turned your head, looking at Clint. You crossed your arms, a soft sigh leaving you.

"I'll do it." Clint shrugged. Scott licked his lips, looking at Bruce. Bruce gave him a small nod so Scott walked out of the room to change out of the suit. Clint followed.

"So.. He got a new tattoo." Rhodes glanced at you. You licked your lips, shrugging lightly. Rhodes sighed, leaving the room momentarily before returning with some twizzlers. He offered one to you, giving a small smile. You took it, taking a small bite from it as Clint walked into the room with the suit on. Nebula made sure everything was good with the suit.

"Clint, you're gonna feel a little discombobulated from the shift. Don't worry about it." Bruce told him.

"Wait, wait.. Let me ask you something. If we can do this, you know go back in time, why don't we just find baby Thanos and just.." Rhodes made a wrapping and squeezing motion.

"I mean, it's a solid idea. Baby Thanos was probably real ugly anyways." You said, chewing on the candy. Bruce stared at you and Rhodes in disbelief.

"First of all, that's horrible-"

"It's Thanos."

"And secondly, time doesn't work that way. Changing the past doesn't change the future."

"We go back and get the stones before Thanos gets them.. Thanos doesn't get the stones!" Scott said, shrugging. Rhodes nodded, motioning to him.

"Problem solved!"

"Bingo." Clint nodded as Nebula glanced at them, giving a small shake of her head.

"That's not how it works." She muttered.

"Anyways, who told you that?"

"Star Trek, Terminator, Time Cop, Time After Time, Wrinkle in Time, Hot Tub Time Machine-"

"So, any movie with time in the name." You said with a chuckle.

"Well, it doesn't work like that. If you travel to the past, that past becomes your future and your former present becomes your past." Bruce explained. You hummed, continuing to munch on the twizzler.

"If time travel works.. That means there's different versions of ourselves in different.. Dimensions, right? Like living things we've lived and making decisions we'll eventually make?"

"Yes, actually." Bruce nodded, glad that at least someone was getting it.

"For example, my past self might be in Sokovia fighting Ultron right now while my future self might be relaxing on a beach." Bruce said with a shrug. You hummed, nodding.

"I wonder what my future self is doing.."

"Probably getting therapy instead of napping and drinking." Rhodes muttered, glancing at you. You scoffed softly.

"You drink?" Clint questioned, brows furrowing as a frown tugged at his lips. You shifted your gaze back to the man you used to call dad and shrugged.

"Occasionally." Once the suit was good to go and Bruce had told Clint everything he needed to do, you followed the guys and Nebula to the platform Rocket had built. It was surprising how much a raccoon could built. You glanced at Thor, giving him a small nod. Bruce walked up to the controls, the others standing behind him as they watched Clint stand in the center.

"Alright, Clint.. We're going in three.. Two.." You could tell Clint was nervous, you were too. Despite everything, he had still been someone who took you in and loved you. You slowly chewed on the twizzler, gaze flickering around the platform. To Clint it could feel like hours but it would merely be seconds for you and the others. Clint suddenly appeared, falling on the ground. The helmet retracted as he panted. Natasha quickly rushed up onto the platform with you following incase he had injuries. Natasha helped him up, getting him grounded as Clint looked around.

"I saw her... I saw Lila again.." Clint panted. You stared at him, swallowing as your grip on the twizzler tightened. Clint tossed a baseball glove at Tony, nodding.

"It worked." Clint said. A sense of relief filled you along with everyone. There was a chance at getting everyone back. The team turned, heading to an office in order to talk more and come up with a game plan. You finished your twizzler, taking a seat and watching Tony pull up pictures of the stones.

"We gotta find out the when and the where." Steve said, looking over all of the stones.

"Almost everyone in this room has had at least one encounter with an infinity stone." Steve turned his attention onto everyone. You supposed Vision counted as an encounter.

"Or substitute encounter by being damn near killed by one of the stones." Tony added, shrugging as he sipped on his coffee.

"I haven't." Scott piped in. "I have no clue what the hell you're talking about."

"Regardless, we only have enough pinparticles for one trip each and these stones have been in a lot of different places throughout history." Bruce said, slowly walking around the office.

"Our history." Tony reminded him. "So, not alot of convenient spots to drop in."

"Which means we'll have to pick our targets." Clint muttered. Tony nodded, shooting him the side eye. You cocked a brow when you made eye contact with Tony. Tony simply patted your shoulder.

"Let's start with the ether. Thor, what do you know?" Steve asked, everyones' attention shifting onto the god of lighting. Thor sat in a corner, coke bottle in hand and sunglasses on.

"Is he asleep?" Natasha asked after Thor didn't answer. You stared at him. The last five years had definitely been rough for him.

"Pretty sure he's dead." Rhodes mumbled. You sighed, reaching forward and grabbing a cup of water. You made it turn ice cold before tossing it at the god. Thor jolted awake, looking down at his wet shirt.

"Thor, the reality stone. What do you know about it?" Steve asked again, watching him stand and approach the picture of the reality stone. You listened to Thors' rambling, turning to look at Tony. Scott was the only one interested in what he had to say. Tony approached him, urging him to sit.

"Alright.. Who's next?"

~~~~~~~~~~

You stared at the pictures. Three stones in New York, one in Asgard, and the other two in Morag. You looked at Steve as he approached the hologram.

"Alright, we have a plan. Six stones, three teams. One shot." Steve said. You swallowed, glancing at Rocket and Thor. You had been assigned on their team. Just in case. You stood up with the others, going off to change. You stared at the two pictures in your locker. One of the Barton family and the other of the Stark family. You headed towards the platform after changing, standing beside Thor and Rocket.

"Stay safe." Natasha said softly, giving your arm a squeeze. Steve gave a pep talk before you put your helmet on. You absolutely hated the feeling as you went through what looked like a blue tunnel. When you blinked, you were in Asgard. Thor held a finger up to his lips, passing by a room. You followed, glancing back and seeing his brother. You had never officially met Loki but he was an odd dude. You reached a hall, standing besides Thor. You listened to the women talk in the hall. You shared a look with Rocket.

"There's Jane." Thor whimpered, shaking his head. Rocket sighed.

"Alright.." Rocket hopped off the stone block, looking at you and Thor.

"You're gonna charm her, (Y/N) will be our lookout, and I'll poke her with this thing, get the stone, and we'll be gone." Rocket said, watching Thor. You gave a nod but Thor sniffled.

"I'll be right back. The wine cellar is just down here. My father used to have this huge barrel of ale." You stared at Thor, letting out a sigh as you scratched your forehead. You heard a door opening and quickly ducked besides Rocket.

"Yes, and could you also let me know when Gaia plans on visiting again?" You blinked, feeling your body freeze. You slowly stood, glancing at Thor as he slowly walked down the hall, gaze on the woman.

"Who's the fancy woman?" Rocket asked, hopping onto the stone. You swallowed, turning your head and looking at the woman.

"That's my mother..." Thor answered. Your eyes slightly widened, turning to face Thor. You opened your mouth to ask him a question.

"She dies today." Thor whispered. You shut your mouth, frowning. You licked your lips, gaze flickering around.

"How.. How does she know Gaia?" You asked softly. Thor glanced at you with furrowed brows.

"She was a friend of my mothers'." Thor answered. He looked back at where his mother had been, shaking his head.

"I can't do this." He breathed out, beginning to pant softly. You and Rocket faced him. Rocket told Thor to get closer as Thor rambled. You blinked as Rocket slapped him, almost laughing at the sight of a raccoon slapping a god.

"You think you're the only one who lost people? What do you think we're doing here? I lost the only family I ever had. Same with nature boy over here. I get you miss your mom, but she's gone. Really gone and there are plenty of people who are kind of gone. You can help them. So is it too much to ask that you brush the crumbs out of your beard, talk to the girl, and when she's not looking, suck the infinity stone and help us get our families back?" Rocket stared at him. Thor nodded, a small whimper leaving him as his eyes watered.

"Thor, calm down." You said softly, placing a gentle hand on his arm. "You're the god of lighting, Thor. You can do this."

"Yeah, yeah, I can." Thor nodded. You gave him a small smile, following Raccoon towards the door. You turned, hearing footsteps rushing away. You sighed.

"He's gone." You muttered. Rocket groaned softly.

"You go after him. I'll go get the stone." Rocket said, turning around and walking towards the room.

"I don't know this place." You huffed, looking at the talking raccoon. Rocket let out an exasperated sigh.

"Be my lookout." He mumbled. You walked towards the room Jane was in, watching Rocket enter. You stood infront of the doors, gaze flickering around. You had no idea what you were gonna do if somebody asked you what you were doing. You swallowed, glancing in the direction Thors' mother had gone in.

"He'll be fine." You assured yourself, speedwalking in the direction. You spotted Thor, quietly walking towards him.

"Thor-"

"Shh." He brought up a finger to his lips. Thor grabbed you, keeping you hidden behind the pillar as his mother passed by. She dismissed her girls. You and Thor peeked around the corner.

"What are you doing?" You flinched, letting out a yelp as a woman yelped as well. You turned and faced her, watching her look at Thor. Thor suddenly grabbed you, covering you with his jacket.

"You're better off leaving the sneaking to your brother." The woman said, head tilting.

"What are you wearing? Who is this?" She asked, stepping forward. You swatted Thor's arm away, clearing your throat.

"Uhm, I'm- I'm (Y/N)." You said. Rocket was gonna kill you.

"Frigga." She gave a polite smile. "What are you wearing?" Friggas' brows furrowed, looking Thor over. Frigga slowly approached her son, placing a hand on his cheek. Thor rambled slightly. Frigga smiled softly.

"You're not the Thor I know, are you?" She asked softly.

"Yes I am."

"The future hasn't been kind to you, has it?" She gently brushed some hair out of his face. You watched her, gaze softening. You could see why Thor loved his mother so much. They shared a tight hug, something Thor had desperately needed.

"Let's talk." Frigga smiled. You tuned out as Thor spoke to his mother. You walked around her room, looking over the glass. You licked your lips, looking over at them.

"How do you know Gaia?" You asked softly. Frigga turned to look you curiously.

"Like, uhm, Thor told me but I.. I wanna know more." You said, facing her. Frigga tilted her head, slowly approaching you.

"Gaia? What would you want with her?"

"She's my mother and she.. She kind of abandonded me." You shrugged lightly, letting out a small awkward laugh. Frigga hummed, gaze softening.

"Gaia's in.. It's hard to explain. She's in The Garden. She lives there and it's how she watches over her creations." Frigga explained.

"How do I get there?"

"Fairy rings. Only certain people have access to her portals." Frigga said. You nodded, keeping it in mind. Thor stood, approaching you and his mom.

"Mother, I must tell you something-"

"No, Thor." Frigga turned to face her son, pressing a finger to his lips.

"Mother-"

"Guys!" Rocket shouted, running towards you. "You were supposed to watch the door!"

"I know." You gave an apologetic smile. Rocket shook his head, showing the stone.

"I got it." He breathed out. "Oh, hey, you must be mom."

"I wish we had more time." Thor said softly. Frigga smiled gently, grabbing his hands.

"This was a gift. Now you go and be the man you were meant to be." Frigga said softly. Thor gave her a sad smile.

"I love you, mom."

"I love you." Frigga hugged Thor tightly. She pulled back and smiled. Rocket began to count but Thor stopped him. He extended his hand towards the balcony area. You and Rocket shared a look.

"W-What are we looking at?" He asked.

"It takes a second." Frigga chuckled softly. Thors hammer returned to him, making him beam. You smiled softly as the suit returned.

"Nice meeting you." You said.

"Same here." Frigga smiled, giving a small wave. The helmet came on and you went back through the nauseating blue tunnel. You grunted, shutting your eyes tightly.

"Yeah, fuck that." You muttered, rubbing your forehead. You looked around, noticing Clint fall to his knees with teary eyes.

"Where's Nat?"

~~~~~

Tags: @geek-and-proud @wolfelocksley @babyvisionisamenace @jjk-is-my-shit

[rose7420]

Art Games

Request from @laurenandloki

When Y/n is an admirer of Loki's and falls ill. It's up to him to save her.

Y/n was dying. She was used to it.

Living with an incurable disease and standing at two and a half inches tall meant that you were practically screwed in healthcare. Her life wasn’t miserable though as you might think. Her momma was her best friend and took care of her to the best of her ability. She was there on the good days where they could scavenge the walls and explore to their heart’s content. But she was also there for the bad days where her heart couldn’t pump enough blood leaving her weak and stranded in her bed.

Today was a good day for Y/n as she crept through the pathways of her walls to reach a hole. She climbed out of the wall and walked silently onto the desk. Sitting there was none other than Loki. His black hair hung down from his face, blue-green eyes scrunched in focus as he stared down at the game he played.

Y/n had found the activity odd as she had watched him time and time again. Now, she was intrigued. Each little piece connected to the others to form a masterpiece of art. Each time he finished one of these ‘art games’ he would hang them on his wall using magic. Her eyes had bugged out of her head the first time she’d watched him. Green enveloped the finished piece of art and kept itself together as it plastered itself to the wall. She always loved to see the accomplished look on Loki’s face, like he was proud of himself.

He tucked a strand of dark hair behind his ear as he fiddled with a piece of the art game between his fingertips. Y/n sat quietly down behind the cup of pencils, effectively blocking herself from Loki’s view. She squinted to see what piece Loki held and then tried to figure out where it went on his board. Her eyes roamed the already set pieces before finding the correct spot. She had to stop herself from standing and going to help Loki out.

Momma forbid her from ever revealing herself to him. She knew of her whereabouts when she ventured off these nights; only allowing her to go as long as she promised to keep hidden. And Y/n did just that. Loki rubbed his eyes wearily before she watched him rise to his great, intimidating height. Just the sight of him standing so tall reminded Y/n of why borrowers kept to themselves and never approached humans.

After stretching his long arms and legs he walked away and settled himself into his bed. A click turned the lights out and left Y/n in darkness. Y/n stood and made to climb back into her hole but a sudden urge stopped her. A burst of courage surged through her and she turned and sprinted to the piece Loki had given up on. She gathered the unique shape in her arms and walked to the spot she knew it went. Kneeling, she set the place to the right spot and relished the satisfying feeling as it slid into place. Her heart was bursting with accomplishment and happiness as she walked away.

However, when she got home and pulled back the curtain they used as a door her body began to feel weak. Her heart felt fast and slow all at the same time. Her lungs demanded more oxygen that she couldn't supply and blood that her heart couldn't deliver. She didn’t make it another step as she crumpled to her knees.

“Honey?” She faintly heard Momma call. Footsteps rushed towards her and her vision blurred as she tried to peer up at Momma's knelt figure and worried face. The last thing she felt was the shaking hand upon her clammy forehead.

Loki looked down at his puzzle in confusion. He swore that piece wasn’t there yesterday. He could only chuckle as he realized his little admirer had helped him out. He plucked another piece up and set to work. Minutes later his sensitive hearing picked up on hurried footsteps and rapid breathing. One set of footsteps and two sets of breathing. One fast and the other slow. His eyes slid to the hole he knew was in his wall and stared in confusion and awe as a positively tiny lady emerged breathless carrying an even smaller unmoving girl.

He squinted to see them better. He didn’t recognize the woman but the girl…

It was his little friend.

The mother; he presumed, took tired and cautious steps towards him. He straightened in his seat, unintentionally making his shadow swallow both little forms whole.

“Please… you must help me. She’s sick… and dying.” The woman sobbed.

Loki nodded and held out a hand. The mom approached and laid her daughter down on the row of fingers. Before the mother could step on he raised the tiny girl to his eyes.

Her complexion was pale with sickness, and he felt the clamminess of her skin upon his own. And her breathing… it was so shallow and infrequent that he prayed the little one wasn’t too far gone.

“W-wait! What are you doing to my baby girl?” The mother cried from below. Loki broke from his trance to offer her a comforting look, he lowered his face so that it was somewhat level to the mother. He could see the dark circles of her eyes, and the paleness of her own face.

“I assure you, miss, that I only want to help. Can you tell me what’s wrong with her?” She did, making sure that Loki knew she had a heart condition.

“She will die? Even if I can save her now?” He said with a shaky voice looking down at her in his palm. How small and fragile she looked there. `

Her mother nodded.

“She admires you, you know?” The mother says.

Loki looks up confused. “Why on earth would she admire someone like me?” He asks.

“She’s interested in those puzzles you do… see’s that you’re smart. Her dad left us when she was only a babe. I’m glad she has a male figure to look up to in her life.”

Loki couldn't accept that this little one had just barely started her life and soon it was about to end. He thought hard, back to the spells his mother had taught him as a child. She was an achieved healer and knew much about the properties of mending wounds and fixing illnesses. Perhaps he could do the same for the dying life in his palm. His mother’s magic had always been a buttery yellow, kind and generous to anyone who needed it.

Loki’s was cunning and sharp. Meant to inflict harm rather than stop it. He gathered all those lessons in healing he could remember and set to fixing her heart.

Y/n awoke slowly. Her eyes blinked open trying to clear the blurriness away. And when they did she screamed.

She found two blue-green eyes staring right down at her.

“Momma!” She cried frantically looking for her mother. She had been caught by Loki, a giant. The gigantic fingers around her curled in effectively trapping her. Her heart was rapid and she feared she’d pass out from the exertion. But before she started freaking out too much the giant had laid his hand down onto the table and flattened his palm.

Without thinking she scrambled off, tripping from the height. She fell into a pair of sturdy, soft arms.

“Momma!” She said relieved.

Momma wrapped her arms around her and kissed the top of her head, then her cheeks. She hugged her so tightly that Y/n couldn't breathe anymore.

A gust of air tossed her hair.

Y/n turned around to face the giant...Loki again. His chin rested on the desk, closer than ever before. She buried herself into Momma’s side.

“It’s okay...He’s a nice giant. He helped you feel better. He saved you.”

Y/n looked at the giant man again, questioning.

“You saved me?” She asked.

He nodded and offered a warm smile.

“Tell him thank you Y/n,” Momma said firmly and gently at the same time. A tone only mothers could master. Since Momma trusted Loki, it made Y/n a little less nervous.

“Thank you, mister.” She said shyly and walked to his face watching him go cross-eyed to see her better. She giggled and hugged his nose.

“It was my pleasure Little Miss,” Loki said softly.

Loki grinned from the sudden embrace. He kept his voice low, afraid of hurting these tiny people’s ears. After learning that Y/n admired him and didn’t have a father he had unwittingly adapted to being sort of a father figure to her. Perhaps he could show her there was good in this world. He watched as Y/n retreated and latched herself to her mother’s side again.

“You can come out you know,” Loki said with a grin on his face. He had spied Y/n lurking in her usual spot behind the pencil container. He had always kept it filled for her, making sure she felt comfortable enough even if she didn’t want to reveal herself.

He watched as she stepped out and looked up at him, a red tinge on her cheeks.

“I’m having trouble figuring out where this piece goes… I need your help.” He held out the tiny puzzle piece to her. She hesitantly approached his fingers and he nodded to encourage her. She took it in both arms, heaving it up. In a matter of seconds, she had ambled over to where the piece belonged and set to place it properly.

“It seems having a different perspective helps.” Loki admired it out loud. He imagined that up here, the puzzle was just well… a puzzle. But to her, it must’ve been an entire landscape, a world of its own. No wonder why she was so skilled.

“So you like puzzles?” Loki asked.

She looked up at him confused.

“Whats a puzzle?”

Loki quirked an eyebrow and leaned in closer.

“What we’re doing… what do you call it?”

“An art game.” She said crossing her small arms.

He laughed and threw his hands in the air, surrendering before they could get into an argument.

“So you like art-games?” He corrected.

She smiled and nodded.

“Good. Because I have plenty more. Perhaps you would like to help me?”

And he swore that in his many years, he had never seen the sun shine brighter than that giddy, joyful smile he received.

[zemosreader]

let's make it official ⎛ oneshot ⎠

MAIN PAIRING: Natasha x reader.

summary: Natasha and you have been friends with benefits but that doesn’t stop you both developing feelings for each other. an emotional morning and a trip to your dream destination results in a very important question that will change your relationship for years to come.

warnings: none.

word count: 2.1k

MASTERLIST

It was the first day off from work that you had had in a long time and your only plan was to relax with Natasha. But you woke up to find your sort of girlfriend was no longer lying next to you. You had been forced to finally take a holiday from your job and had been glad that it lined up with when you girlfriend was going to be free. You weren’t in what could be classified as an official relationship, but it was time that you both finally made a decision as to what you were. If you would just continue to be friends with benefits or if you would make it official.

Well at least that had been the plan, but instead Natasha had surprised you by having two bags sitting packed at the front door once you had made your way into the living room from your bedroom. You recognised one of the bags as your own travel bag, but you had no idea as to why Natasha would have taken it or why it would be sitting at the front door. You had thought that Natasha was home from work for a few weeks. But if Natasha had two bags packed and at the door already, did that mean that she was ready for this to be over with? Was Natasha heading back home to the Avengers tower early as well?

“Morning love,” you startled at Natasha's sweet voice as you stood staring at the bags at the front. You hadn’t even realised that she had been in the kitchen making you each a cup of coffee. It surprised you so much that you couldn’t stop the surprise from flooding through you as you looked at your girlfriend who was staring at you in return. “What’s wrong, love?” And that was the Natasha that you had fallen head over heels for. The Natasha that was caring and always tried to make sure that those she cared about were okay and would go out of her way to do so.

“I don’t want you to leave,” you answered with your voice just above a whisper as you looked down at the ground. You didn’t know how to process what you thought was going to happen. It hadn’t occurred to you just how attached you had gotten to your relationship with Natasha, and in some ways the thought of it ending made you feel like you did back in your first year at Shield when you had no friends and didn’t know what to do.

“Love,” Natasha's voice was closer than you had expected it to be. “Look at me, please,” she requested from behind you, and the softness and worry in Natasha's voice forced you to look up and turn towards the redhead. You couldn’t stop your heart from breaking as you finally met her gaze.

“I don’t want you to leave me,” you repeated as you tried to stop your voice from cracking. But it was difficult to prevent it from happening. The last thing you expected was for Natasha's hand to gently graze your cheek and then gently hold you. It was more intimate than you thought it would ever be when Natasha realised that she didn’t want to be with you any longer.

“I’m not leaving, love. I’m not leaving you, I promise,” Natasha replied as she pushed your hair out of your face. It was gentle and loving, and it was everything that you needed in that moment to stop yourself from breaking. But if it turned out that Natasha did leave you, you were positive that it would break you. “Why did you think that I was leaving?” Natasha asked as she pulled you into a tight hug, it was reassuring and pushed the little parts of your heart that had broken back together. There were still cracks there, but it was reassuring.

Despite the fact that Natasha was doing a pretty good job of reassuring you that she wasn’t leaving, you couldn’t bring yourself to verbally answer for fear that your voice would crack and you would start to cry. So instead, you just lifted your hand and pointed towards the bags sitting at the front door.

“Oh, Love, it was supposed to be a surprise,” Natasha laughed as she leaned back so that she could see your face. “We both work so hard, and I wanted to take you away for the week so that we can just relax and have some fun. I’m not going anywhere without you, I promise,” Natasha assured you as she pulled you into a tighter hug but it was clear that you were finally relaxing, and that made her relax as well. The red head could be tough and strong most of the time, but you were lucky enough to get to witness the soft side of the Black Widow, and that was exactly what this was.

“Where are we going?” you finally asked after you had stood in Natasha's embrace and just allowed yourself to be and feel calm and relaxed. It was only once you had calmed down and actually enjoyed the comfort that Natasha was offering you realised that you probably shouldn’t have worried so much. Afterall, Natasha was not the type of person who would just leave without any warning at all.

“That’s a surprise. Why don’t we have breakfast and then you can get ready so we can go?” Natasha suggested before she took your hand and started to lead you over to the kitchen table where there was toast and a spread of breakfast foods for the two of you. It wasn’t romantic in the typical sense of the word, you knew that, but it was perfect for both of you. It was what made your relationship sweet, not that you needed to be in a relationship that everyone else saw as being right, but that you could just be who you wanted to be.

It was only hours later that you gasped as you looked around at the landscape surrounding you. You had never expected that you would get a chance to walk around and see this. You had been a teenager the first time that you thought that you were going to die. You had fought with Shield before you had even finished your education, and whilst you had travelled around the world these past few years, you had never had a chance to really enjoy it at all. And that is why this was so special.

New York was gorgeous, but there was too much blood that had been shed over the town and that stopped you from being able to enjoy it. You couldn’t look at the streets back home without the memories of all that you and your friends had been through flooding your mind. That is why you loved this trip. It had gorgeous scenery that made you smile and feel at peace without the memories of Shield, Avengers and Hydra.

This vacation hadn’t been something that you had expected. You spent most of your days either working on once again establishing Shield as something new and Hydra free, or you were working on your training. You had realised your first year with Shield that you couldn’t fight every enemy but you could make sure that you could keep yourself safe if it came to it. But all of that took up so much of your time that you didn’t really have a chance to do much without having to worry about your own life.

You looked over towards your girlfriend who was standing watching you. In that moment, in that setting, surrounded by something so exciting, you saw what you wanted in life, you saw what you wanted most. You wanted this, moments of happiness with no worries. Moments where you could just be.

“Are you enjoying yourself?” you asked as you walked up to your girlfriend. The sight in front of you just made you smile. Natasha was standing in front of a historical windmill in one of the places that you had always wanted to visit, Kinderdijk Windmills, but the sun was shining on her and the landscape and it made you smile so much. It was so picturesque that you couldn’t stop the little flutter that rushed through you, that flutter of love and excitement.

“Of course I am, love,” Natasha's reply only caused your smile to grow. You had worried that the Black Widow wouldn’t enjoy it as she had insisted that you could pick what your first activity in the Netherlands was. You knew it was nerdy and geeky and probably not all that romantic but you had never had a chance to visit the Kinderdijk Windmills and you were more than happy to let Natasha pick every other activity that you did. “But I wouldn't be enjoying myself nearly as much without you by my side, my love.”

That sentence had been exactly what you needed to hear as you reached out and took Natasha's hand in your own. The two of you slowly started to walk along the walkway that ran past all of the windmills. They were magnificent in their size and presence. In a way they appeared to be completely unmoving, just stuck there no matter what was thrown at them, but that also made sense given what their job was.

“I was meant to come here with mum and dad, that week when Loki attacked,” you finally said after you had walked around the museum and were now sitting on a grassy area not the far away from the windmills just watching some of them turn gently in the wind. It was causing both your own and Natasha's hair to blow around and occasionally hit you in the face, but you loved the way that it gave you an excuse to brush it away from her face. “We were meant to leave the day before, and I helped them to plan the trip.”

You looked off into the distance wistfully. There were days when you missed your parents more than anything and you wished that you had never survived the allien attack. Today was a bittersweet day like that. You were glad to have finally seen the Kinderdijk windmills but it broke your heart as well.

“I know, love. I’m just glad that you’re enjoying it,” Natasha's reply was soft and sweet, as was the way that she pulled you in against her side before pressing a chaste kiss to the top of your head. It was intimate but it was also like a lazy Sunday morning, quiet and peaceful. “‘There’s something I want to ask you.”

Her words had been unexpected and caused you to pull away. After the emotions of the day, you weren't sure how much more you could handle. Especially given the fact that you had already thought that Natasha was leaving you that morning.

“Yes.” Your voice was weak and fragile but you couldn’t stop it. It was taking everything in you not to just walk away and ignore whatever it was that Natasha wanted to ask you.

“It’s nothing bad. Or I hope it’s nothing bad. I just wanted you to officially be my girlfriend. I want to tell everyone, I want everyone to know that I love you and that we’re together. I already think of you as my girlfriend. So, will you be my girlfriend?” Natasha's question once again caused you to choke up. It was what you wanted but you hadn't expected it. Especially not after your hysterical reaction to the bags sitting at your front door that morning.

It took you a couple of moments during which Natasha began to pull away and look worried, but you forced down the tears that were threatening to boil over. You hated that you were being so emotional, but you hoped that you would get through this without crying.

You took a deep breath. And then you spoke. “Yes, of course I will.”

The kiss that followed was both sweet and passionate. It was full of love, no hints of lust, although that would come later. At that moment you were just enjoying being together, and then later once you had celebrated you would decide on how to let your friends know.

Kinderdijk Windmills and the Netherlands had been important to you because of the fact that it was the last place that you had planned to go with your parents. But now it would hold a new importance of where your relationship with Natasha officially began. And if you had a chance it would be where the two of you would take the next step. But that would not be for years to come.

[lokisprettygirl]

Love is Selfless, it's Kind (Part 9) (Loki x Female reader)

Summary : Talk about meeting Loki's family brings out your hidden insecurities and carla manages to make it worse.

Warning : Some smut, talk of abuse, Carla, Soft dom loki

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You couldn't have felt any happier, lo was finally ready to do what he should have done a long time ago, she never deserved his sweetness and kindness in her life "how could she be so dumb? Isn't she supposed to be a hot shot lawyer?" Wanda asks you as you both were in the kitchen making tea and coffee for everyone. Tony was taking loki to meet his lawyer tomorrow, you feel extremely grateful that lo have such people around him "she's scorned ever since she saw me with him outside the store, she thought she had the best of him, she had his happiness and then she saw that he moved on and moved on quickly and she lost her mind, jealousy makes you do some unimaginable things and she thinks loki would never harm her or take a stand against her" you huff. Everything she have subjected lo through, she needs to pay for her crimes.

"So she sent him nudes huh? And he didn't like open it? Like none of them? Even when you two weren't together? He seem the type who would love receiving texts like that" Wanda questions, she's always a curious one "no he's not like that, I know people assume alot of things about him, i am not blind okay? I know what he did when he came to midgard, and with thor before that, the first time I met him, I went home and researched and everything I read about him just didn't seem like the man I met, and there was this Thanos guy behind the whole ny thing, you should have seen him when he first came to the store so polite, so nice, so hot" you mumble the last part "he have suffered enough already and all he wants to do is be happy and loved, maybe you should get to know him more wan, as my best friend it's an obligation" You smile and she does too.

"Yeah you are right, I'm probably the last person who should be judgemental of him, I'm not any better, btw You do know that you just used the term midgard instead of earth right?" She smirks and you think about it. He's rubbing off on you. "Everyone deserves to have a second chance if they truly want to be forgiven and you both did"

Everyone felt relieved after it was proven that Carla didn't actually have anything against lo, but she's an evil woman and as soon as she will be served by lo's lawyers, she'll try to do something, you just have a feeling. "What are you thinking of princess" loki asks you, you both were on the couch enjoying the tea you just made and he was reading about midgardian laws on his phone "nothing, just thinking about the fact, that soon it will be a year since we started dating" you were not thinking about that but now you do, you should do something special for him "ofcourse I'm ignoring the whole 4 months hiatus we were on" you giggle and he turns his head to kiss your forehead. "I wish we didn't have to be apart during those months, should have been stronger" he mumbles and you caress his cheek "you were trying to protect me lo, I never held it against you so you need to stop too okay?" You smile and kiss him on the lips quickly.

"Maybe I'll take you to see mother soon" he says casually and your eyes widens "by mother you mean frigga? Your mother? Allmother? Like on Asgard? The one thats totally on other planet? Other realm? Ruled by your dad Odin" you blab nervously and he chuckles "Yes frigga my mother, she would love you and she would be jovial to see how perfect you are for me" he caresses your cheeks but now you have anxiety. Just because he thinks you're perfect, that doesn't mean his family would do too. They are royal people, he's the youngest prince of Asgard, might even become a king someday, and you're just you. Just some random retail worker from earth, and that reminds you that you have to work tomorrow. Loki senses your discomfort so he keeps his phone aside and hugs you tightly in his arms "I know what you're thinking princess, and I need you to stop okay? Never want to you have those kinds of thoughts in your head ever again, you have no idea how much you're worth, besides I don't call you my princess just as a term of endearment" he speaks softly and you look at him "you call me princess because you want me ..to be ..umm your princess for real, like princess of Asgard? "

You stutter and he gives you his signature soft smile. Did he just propose you indirectly? "Not a marriage proposal princess, wouldn't do it on a couch" he smirks and grabs his phone again, and you look at him "are you reading my thoughts lo?" You cross your arms and he shakes his head "I would never do that without your permission love, I just know you" he says softly and kisses your cheeks. You both decided to stay in the tower as it was already very late. You changed into one of his shirts and he was admiring how hot you looked like that. His mind kept replying how good you made him feel just few hours ago, how deep he was in that feeling. You both get in the bed and he lays on top of you, you need your daily dose of affection and he is going to give it you.

"So if I give you my permission, you can read my thoughts?" You mumble as you rub your thumb over his chin. "Mmmmhm" he grabs your palm and starts kissing your fingertips one by one. "Do it" he looks at you sharply as you say it "want me to read your thoughts sweetheart?" He whispers, His voice sweet silky honey laced "yess please" your voice shaky. Why is this arousing you? Why everything arouses you, he could read a dictionary and you'll still be soaking wet "maybe I should test that theory hmm? See how wet I can get you by reading a midgardian dictionary" oh damn he heard you, why you have never asked him to do this before? "Mmmmm why didn't you princess, especially when it's getting you so hot like this" you moan as you hear him, you feel his hands sliding down till it's right over your clothed pussy, you feel his thumb pressing against your clit. Damn him and his voice. "Think I can make you cum just like this? With my voice in your ears and my fingers rubbing your dripping clothed cunt?"

Oh yes please, please do it lo, you love it when he's dirty like this, get nastier please, such a contrast to his soft gentle side "yeah? You really do love this I can tell..when I'm harsh with you, when I'm vulgar with you, sometimes you just can't help it hmm? Just need to be shameless and just need to lose control, that's why you're making me read your filthy thoughts, don't even want to stay alone in your head, need me there too. Just need to be used properly right, you unvirtuous little concubine of mine" oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck how can he just go on like this, maybe you shouldn't stop breathing though, you'll pass out. "Breathe puppy, I need you conscious when I make you ruin these panties okay?" Oh yess daddy please. He was already so hard as soon as you started this little game, but hearing you think about calling him daddy made him lose his mind, his thumb continued the torturous ministrations on your clit, and you feel yourself getting closer n closer with every press of his thumbs. He cupped your pussy and you gyrate your hips into his palm "that's it, there you go sweet princess, look at you, such a dirty girl for daddy, earn it princess, earn your orgasm" he whispers and you're so close you need to let go, god you're beautiful to him, you're the most beautiful person he have ever known in every sense of the word. He's so crazily in love with you, the things you make him do, he will never get enough of you "let go princess, I have got you, who knew future princess of Asgard could also be such a whore in bed" and that did it, you scream his name as you let go l, your body thrashing under him as you did. This was one of the best orgasms you have ever had and he didn't even touch your bare skin.

"That was so hot lo " you whisper between your breaths and he smiled "that was something else" he kisses you deeply and wraps your legs around him. That night he made you cum atleast two more times. And it was perfect. Even stretched you out with his ice baby fingers as he promised that night you got together, Next morning you were cranky as you had to go to work, and he couldn't help but smile at how grumpy you looked, like a cat. On the way to work he fed you with food and enough kisses to last your work hours. "Lo give me a call when you're done with the lawyer okay? I want to know everything" you say to him and he nods "I love you, I'll see you in 8 god damned hours" you groan and he just crushes you in a bear hug "love you too my grumpy kitten, time will pass soon I promise" he smiles, if it was upto him he wouldn't let you step a foot out of the home, would keep you pampered like a queen, but he knows you wouldn't ever want that. You need to do your own thing in life and that's how you would like it.

At work you kept thinking about the meeting and it gave you a slight anxiety. You wished you could see the face of the monster when she gets served with what she has been dishing out. "Hi y/n , how are you doing?" You hear the venom laced voice and you didn't have to turn around to figure out who it was. What is she doing here? "I'm awesome, how is your fist doing, must hurt having it so far up your ass all day" you reply and she smirks "Awh be nice sweetie, I'm here to make amends and tell you the truth about him" she says to you and you ignore her as you stock up the shelf in the confectionery aisle. What are the odds. "Oh come on don't be like that y/n y/ln" okay so she knows your last name big deal "you must be wondering how I know that right? Well I know your complete history. Born in Wisconsin to a poor couple, dad was a drug addict, went to jail when you were 6 and your mom was...ooh a piece of work, theft, assault hmmm it runs in the family I see" your ears tear up as she mentions your parents. She's truly the most awful human being you have ever met "so you're here to tell me my own life history? Is this fun for you somehow?" You snap back and she laughs like a banshee. "Ooh wait you also ran from the foster care with your best friend shauna ? after your parents abandoned you for good, oh poor y/n, two young girls on the streets of New York, must have had to do several things to get by huh'' you actually didn't do anything of that sorts, not judging anyone who have to resort to that because they have no other option but fortunately you didn't had to do it, you worked as a waitress for so long before you finally got the job at the store.

"You think his royal family will accept you? As his wife? Don't be naive y/n.. you're nobody, you're just being used as a bedwarmer until he finds his princess to wed, Did he promise you a ring? A marriage? No right, haven't you suffered enough? I mean your boyfriend left you for your best friend, if you can't keep a man on earth, you think you'll be able to keep a god? Thats pathetic" How vindictive a person can be? You heard her spewing venom after venom and she was hitting a weak spot, you already had anxiety about meeting his mother. "Did you see the monster yet y/n?" You swear you could have punched her again but you had to keep your cool, unlike last time. "I did and he's yummy, delicious, best sex I have ever had, too bad you missed out on having him like that, you poor baby, must hurt to realise that no other man can ever make you feel that way" you squeal and her face falls instantly, you could tolerate everything she says to you but you won't let her insult lo anymore. "How delusional you are y/n?" She says angrily and you smirk "oooh wait I got a call" you take out your phone from your pocket "oh hey kettle, this is pot calling, you are black" that manages to piss her off further and she's this close to losing it "before I call the security you should pick up whatever dignity you have left and leave?"

She turns around and leaves, you can't believe her guts honestly. Few hours later you receive a call from loki and he tells you how they were successful in filing the lawsuit against her for different charges, which includes defamation, physical abuse and sexual harassment and she'll be served soon once they're done with paperwork. You couldn't have been happier. She did piss you off when she came to the store and she did manage to fill your head with some doubts about the difference between you and loki have when it comes to social status but this is not the time to bother him with such nuisance. When your shift ends he picks you up and takes you home. On the way you were more quite than usual and he sensed it, he thought you would be more excited about the prospect. When you reach home you take a shower while lo ordered the take out for you both. You shouldn't let her get in your head like this. But you can't stop thinking about what she said. When you come out he hugs you tightly "something wrong princess?" He asks you and you nod your head in no. "Don't lie to me" he says strictly and you shake your head "I'm not lying lo, let's just eat okay?" You kiss him softly and you start walking away from him to go to the kitchen but he pulls you back by grabbing your arms.

"Tell me princess, or I have other ways to find out" he says to you and you step away from him "you're not going to do that mister" why is he so adamant on finding out?well He just knows you're troubled and hurting about something and it could be Carla, she must have done something. Did she harm you? Hurt you again? He needs to know and if she was somehow involved in this he's is going to lose it. He tried to be a gentleman, she didn't like it, so if she actually did hurt his sweet princess again, he won't let her get away with this, if she thought of him as a monster, then he would show her one for real.

"Lo just let it go okay? We got what we wanted, we have a case on her and she's going to pay" your eyes tear up as you say it, it always does when you're sad and angry at the same time.. he was right, Carla is the reason you have tears in your eyes, and no smile on your face. He's furious, he's enraged but he needs to take care of you first. He walks towards you untill you hit the wall and you're stuck between him and the wall, his body towering over you, you look up at him and a tear drips down your cheek "close your eyes princess" he asks you "lo jus.."

"Close your eyes sweet princess" he asks again' and you do. Then you feel his both of his hands on your temples. He was trying to see the distressing memory you have from today and every conversation you had with Carla made him infuriated, especially the thing about you being his bedwarmer and nothing else, you stood your ground, you were fierce, even in such moment you didn't lose your wit , you stood up for him, you didn't hit her because you didn't want to mess with the case, his soft kind perfect princess, but the awful things she said to you did manage to fill your head with doubts and insecurities. Once he's done he kisses you softly as he realises what you're upset about, he just wanted you to feel better. "You know you mean everything to me right? That I would never let go? That I would always be here, no matter what happens, never again, never leaving your side again, I promise" he mumbles softly and it makes you sob even more "but what if your family hates me, I'm sure they want a nice royal princess for you, a real princess lo" you hiccup between your words and that breaks his heart, last time he heard your voice like that was when he broke up with you. His sweet princess who lifts him up always, is broken and he can't take it "First of all, that makes no sense princess, they won't hate you, they can't, you're too kind and lovable to not be loved in return, and you are to be my only princess, I would never have another again. And if they won't accept it I am still not going anywhere love, you're mine and I'm yours and that's how it will stay. " He kisses your whole face while he talks, he can't see you doubting your worth like this. "I would never want to come between you and your family, family is the most important thing lo" you sob and stand up on your tip toes to hug him. He lifts you up quickly and wrap your legs around his waist. How could you be this way when you didn't have one of your own, when you never had the love you deserved all your life, he wants to give you everything you'd ever need, giving you a family is going to be one of them"I know it is but if worst comes to worst, I'm picking you, if they truly love me they won't ask me to give up the most precious person I have, you're my home y/n , have been since the day I met you" he hugs you tightly and whisper everything you needed to hear in the moment, then he makes sure you're fed and taken care of till you fell asleep in his arms. When you're deep in sleep, he carefully tucks you in under blanket and gets up from the bed.

He writes a note for you in case you wake up in the middle of the night and he teleports himself out of the house to not disrupt your sleep. He drove towards the house that once he stayed at sometimes, towards the woman who used to be the reason for the smile on his face once, as he parked outside of her apartment. He thought about how much she hurt you today, how much she made you doubt your worth and he could take her abuse but he would never let anyone mistreat you like that, make you cry and hurt like that. He rang the bell of her apartment and she opened it after a minute or so. Her eyes widened at the sight of him on her door.

"You're finally back to your senses loki?" She whispers seductively and he smiles at that.

"Oh trust me I truly am"

[lokifantasies]

The Trial PART 1

Summary: The long awaited trial against Evan Nichols has started, and the foundation of the case against him has been laid out.

WARNING: GRAPHIC TORTURE AND SEXUAL ABUSE EXPLAINED.

Character(s): Loki, Thor, Jade, & Evan

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The trial is here. It's the day that your family has been waiting for since this whole nightmare started. Unfortunately, Loki and Jade are both adamant that you remain on bed rest for the sake of the growing baby, and you ultimately end up losing the argument when you try to force them to let you come. Loki assures you that he'll be by her side for the both of you – supporting her the entire time.

In the back of your mind, you know the stress of hearing and seeing the evidence would be too much for you, and no one wants to see anything happen to your baby. Thankfully, Thor also appears to support his niece and brother – sitting on Jade's right as Loki sits on her left.

"I don't wanna see him," Jade mutters – looking down to the floor when Evan walks into the courtroom with his parents.

The teenager looks like he's injured – his leg has a slight limp, and his eye is swollen and dark. However, the seventeen-year-old has a smug smile on his face – his ego being stroked when he sees the television cameras on him. He takes his seat in between his lawyers, and they group together to discuss something quietly. Loki, Thor, and Jade try their hardest to hear what they're saying, but they're speaking far too quietly.

"I don't understand how he could have a defense," Thor says to you and Loki. "How can anyone deny that he did what he did?"

You shrug. "I don't know, Uncle Thor. I just want this to be over with."

The prosecution begins their opening statement by laying out all the facts of the case and making it clear what Evan Nichols is being tried for. His charges are as follows:

- 1st degree aggravated kidnapping

- 1st degree sexual assault (with forcible penetration)

- 1st degree sodomy

- Conspiracy to commit a kidnapping

- Conspiracy to commit a felony

- Felony stalking

- Harassment

- Attempted murder

- False imprisonment

- Assault with a deadly weapon

The first few witnesses to testify are the first responders who saved Jade from the small space she was being held in.

"Could you please state your name for the court and how you became involved in this case?" the prosecutor, Mr. Jeff Bards, began to question the officer.

"Brian David Wilson. I'm an NYPD SWAT officer who responded to the 911 call to 4892 E Graves Road," the witness explains.

"What happened upon arriving at the address?"

The officer took a deep breath before speaking. "We, the SWAT team, forced our way inside the house, and we started searching. I began to hear some muffled pleas for help, and when I followed them, I came across the fake wall in the home's basement. After removing the fake wall, I discovered that there was a small crawl-space type room."

"Can you confirm what the photo on the screen is?" Mr. Bards asks – a photo of the tiny, dark space where Jade had been held showing up on the screen.

"Yes, that is the crawl-space," he confirms

"And where was Ms. Lokisdottir located?"

"She was located in the back corner of the crawl space. She came out from hiding when she saw me, and I pulled her out of the space," officer Wilson stops to take a deep breath and gather his thoughts – trying to push his feeling aside. "Afterward, I carried her out of the house and to the ambulance that was waiting outside."

There's silence as the officer exits the witness stand – looking towards Jade and Loki as he goes to take his seat in the rows. The other officers testify – stating similar things to what the first one did. Then, everyone hears the fateful words.

"The prosecution calls Jade Pandora Lokisdottir to the stand, please."

Loki and Thor wrap their arms around the shaking sixteen-year-old – remind her that they're right there, and if she needs to, just look at them and they'll help her.

"You can do this, my love," Loki says softly. "Just pretend you're having a conversation."

"Okay," Jade nervously breathes out.

Thor hugs his niece close before she stands up. "You are so strong, Jade...just like your parents. You got this."

Jade exhales and nods – trying to walk up to the witness stand without falling. On the way, she refuses to look at the defense's side of the courtroom – disgusted as to how anyone could defend Evan.

Oh well, everyone has a right to a defense.

For a moment, Jade looks towards Evan. A smirk appears on her face when she sees his injuries – wondering who she needs to thank for the revenge. Before Jade turns her attention away, Evan takes the chance to blow a kiss towards her – excited to watch the goddess relive the nightmare he put her through.

"Could you please state your name for the court?" the prosecutor asks – looking directly at Jade.

"Um," Jade's voice is soft against the microphone. "Jade...Pandora Lokis-Lokisdottir."

"And can you tell the court how you came to know the defendant?"

Jade takes a deep breath and exhales – looking towards Loki and Thor for support. "Ye-yes. Um, we met at the mall when my parents took me shopping before the school year started. That weekend, we went out on a date, and then we started dating."

"Were you and the defendant ever sexual?

"Not...really," Jade answers. "Um, we only ever had oral sex, but that's it. I wa-wasn't comfortable with ever going any further than that."

"So, there was never any consensual sexual intercourse?"

"No."

"How long were you and the defendant dating?"

"Four months."

"During that time, did the defendant act inappropriately towards you in any sort of way?"

Jade exhales. "Yes. The last night we hung out together, he tried to force himself on me, but he ran away and drove off when I yelled for my dad."

"Ms. Lokisdottir, can you walks us through the day of September 3rd?"

Jade shakes her head and exhales nervously – looking towards Loki and Thor for their support. This is the first time she's ever spoken about what happened to her, and hopefully, it'll be the last.

"I was...at school, and Evan told me he wanted to speak with me privately, so I followed him out into the parking lot to smoke marijuana and talk in his car. When we got to his car, though, he locked the doors, and he took off from the parking lot." Jade swallows hard before continuing. "Um...I begged for him to stop and turn around – just let me go back to school, and I wouldn't tell anyone. But he didn't. He kept driving – pulling a knife from under his driver's seat and holding it to my throat. I tried to do as he said – hoping that he'd let me go, but he never calmed down. When we arrived at his house, no one was home. H-he led me into the basement and pulled a dresser away from the wall. It was a secret room behind the wall, and he made me...uh...he made me take all of my clothes off, so I was completely nude. He put a collar around my neck, and he connected it to a bolt in the floor so that I couldn't move much. He left for, I guess a couple hours, and he left me in the dark room. I remember how cold it was. It was freezing...especially since I didn't have any clothes. When he came back, he started to...do things."

"Could you explain what things were done to you by the defendant?"

Jade's eyes begin to tear up – her breathing becoming staggered as she thinks about how to word the horrific abuse she had been put through. The looks of support from Loki and Thor, however, give her a strength that she didn't know she had.

"There was...a metal bar," Jade begins quietly – biting her bottom lip to keep her thoughts going. "He had a long lighter with him, and he started to heat the bar up. He was laughing when he pressed the hot metal to my thigh – smiling at me while I screamed in pain as my skin started to burn. There's still a burn scar on my left thigh. When the bar finally cooled down, he threw it to the side. He grabbed me by the chain leash and forced me down to my knees. With his other hand, he...took his penis out of his pants and pried by mouth open. He grabbed the back of my head and used my mouth to get himself off. No matter how much I cried, and begged, and pleaded, he didn't stop. He found it entertaining. It turned him on." Jade looks out to see Loki and Thor becoming angrier by the second, but they're trying their best to remain calm for Jade's sake – knowing that they need to be her support. "After he was...finished, he uh, forced me to lie on the dirty floor. I tried to keep my legs closed, but he punched me in the face, which caused me to jump. Before I could try to close my legs again, Evan had them spread, and he began to...force his mouth...on me. I felt his teeth bite me, and I knew I was bleeding, but it seemed to turn him on even more. H-h-he reached over and grabbed the metal rod again, and h...I'm sorry...can I just...a moment?"

"Take your time," the prosecutor assures Jade – maintaining a professional composure.

Jade exhales deeply – closing her eyes and trying to gather her courage to continue.

"H-he began to use the metal rod to...assault me. He shoved it inside me – giving me cuts and bruises. I was bleeding, but he continued to thrust it in and out of me until he was satisfied. I thought he would finally be done, and I thought he'd take me home, but then I felt him begin to...insert himself...his...penis...into me. I tried to kick him off, but he held my legs as tight as he could to stop me from moving. It...I'm pretty sure he was trying to cause me pain. Finally, I stopped fighting – wanting him to just hurry up and let me go. I tried to stop crying because I didn't want him to be anymore satisfied with himself, but when I felt his fingers start to go into...the other side, I started fighting again. He pulled me up by the chain, and he forced me to look into his eyes. I remember he said that I was now his slut, and he was going to break me until I learned to love it. After a couple of minutes...he...ejaculated into me, which later resulted in a pregnancy. Evan was still wanting more though, so he turned me over and held my face to the floor as he entered my backside. Again, ignoring my cries and screams for him to stop. I lost track of how many times he did this...I think I may have blacked out or something, or maybe my brain made me forget in order to protect me from the memory, but the next thing I remember was being alone, redressed, and I heard the police officers calling out for me."

"Thank you, Ms. Lokisdottir," the prosecutor says with a proud smile.