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Ragnarok 4D | TWH

Summary: During James Corden’s 4D debut of Thor: Ragnarok, Tom doesn’t realize that his girlfriend is in the audience.

A/N: If you guys haven’t seen James Corden’s Thor: Ragnarok 4D, PLEASE GO CHECK IT OUT. It is TOOOOOOOOOO funny. There are SOME Ragnarok spoilers, please be aware.

Word Count: 1766

[Y/N] couldn’t contain her excitement. She had kissed Tom goodbye earlier that night, telling him that she was going to go out for girl’s night. She knew that he had been exhausted from the Press Tour for Ragnarok and that if she had asked he would have accompanied her, but he had one more interview scheduled for that evening.

What she didn’t tell him was that she was sneaking out with her best friend to an early screening of Thor: Ragnarok. Not that she didn’t want to tell him what she was doing, but more so so she could fangirl over her favorite Tom character, Loki.

When she finally met up with her best friend, they couldn’t help but notice more security at the theater than usual. They were checking everyone’s IDs, they were checking everyone’s bag, they were insisting that everyone’s phones where turned off and put away.

[Y/N] scoffed at the idea of having her phone out during a movie. “Why would anyone have their phone out during a movie?”

“I know right?! Having your phone out during a movie just plain rude.” Her friend, [Y/B/F], agreed.

Pausing only for a moment to hand over the tickets to the ticket checker, “plus… pirating is stealing!” [Y/N] continued.

“Spoken like a true actor! You already know what some of the movie secrets are.” [Y/B/F] nudged her slightly. It was true, [Y/N] did already know some of Marvel’s secrets, considering the fact that she had been casted to play a part in the next Thor movie. (A/N: NOT IW COMPLIANT)

“I think pirating are less about the plot and more about the hot pieces of ass that cover the screen! It’s not like everyone gets to go home to the real thing, [Y/N].” [Y/B/F] teased.

Finally walking through the theater to find their seats, [Y/N] couldn’t help but smile and blush. When she had been called back into the studio for a costumed audition, she hadn’t accounted for the script read to be done with Tom Hiddleston.

She was even more shocked when Tom had asked her on a date. The rest had been history, but the mere mention of Tom had [Y/N] blushing.

The two of them had been over the moon in love with each other.

The lights in the theater began to dim, signalling the beginning of the movie. (A/N: I know there are like 15 minutes of trailers, but for the story’s sake I’m omitting it - even though trailers are the best part of the movie-going experience)

Just as the studio production logos came on screen, the film roll stopped. Everyone in the theater began to murmur in concern. Suddenly James Corden’s face popped up.

“Hello everyone… this is TV’s James Corden. Now you’re probably wondering, ‘what happened to the movie I was just watching, Thor: Ragnarok?’. But what you don’t realize is that… you have purchased a ticket… to the future. Ladies and gentlemen… live on stage, it’s television’s James Corden.” Everyone began to go crazy at the mere sight of James walking up.

[Y/N]’s face broke out in confusion. “Wasn’t Tom suppose to have an interview with this guy tonight?” [Y/B/F] questioned.

“Yeah… I’m so confused right now.”

James began explaining how instead of the movie being played as usual, the audience was going to get a special viewing. Even as the crowd began to clap awkwardly, James smiled through it.

His eyes quickly scanned over the crowd, before landing on [Y/N]. She had already interviewed with the crazy brit once or twice before, during the cameo stages of her Marvel films contract. James almost beamed at her before raising his finger to his lips in a silencing manner. Nodding her head, [Y/N] understood - something was about to happen and he didn’t want her to speak out just yet.

As the crew hands began to set up the tiny makeshift stage, [Y/N] could feel her heart race in anticipation.

“Once upon a time… on the planet of Asgard lived Thor, the God of Thunder, who wielded his trusty hammer…” James read from his book.

Suddenly the audience broke out in cheers, [Y/N] and her friend whipped their heads in the direction of person joining James on stage. [Y/N] couldn’t stop the laugh that ripped through her when she saw Chris run out in a poorly made costume.

As Chris began flexing and posing with Mjolnir, a camera testimonial played on the movie screen.

“OMG. [Y/N] IT’S ACTUALLY HEMSWORTH! YOU NEED TO INTRODUCE ME!” [Y/B/F] gripped onto [Y/N]’s arm.

As the crowd calmed down a bit James continued, “Thor fought alongside his brother, Loki, the God of Mischief.” [Y/N] could have sworn she saw James throw a wink in her direction.

[Y/N] found breathing a bit more difficult. Then Tom emerged, just as poorly dressed as Chris. As “Loki” came out, Tom’s testimonial played.

[Y/N]’s face broke out in the largest smile imaginable. “OMG! [Y/N], did you know that he was going to be here tonight?”

“No! Of course not! I thought it was going to be James’ usual trolling interview! I should have known James was going to step up the trolling.” [Y/N] laughed. James caught her eye again, giving her a mocking bow.

James continued with his production of Thor: Ragnarok. Everyone in the theater ABSOLUTELY loving it.

When “Loki” whipped his hair, causing the wig to fall off, [Y/N] found herself falling out of her seat laughing.

Even through terrible costumes and wigs, simple backgrounds and props, hilarious camera testimonials, and horrendous acting, the crowd could NOT get enough of Thor: Ragnarok 4D.

After the cast took their bows, and James pushed everyone aside to take his dramatic bow, James announced that the cast was sticking around to answer some fan questions.

“That was the best thing I’ve ever seen! I can’t even right now…” [Y/N]’s friend pretended to faint in her seat.

The audience didn’t seem to mind at all that their movie experience was ruined, they reveled in the fact that they could see the actors in action.

James moved the set around so there were chairs for everyone - even though they were all still in costume. [Y/N] quickly noted that James had purposely left a chair open right next to Tom.

The audience took turns shouting out questions, before one particular question caught [Y/N]’s attention, “this questions is about the next Thor movie. I know you guys aren’t allowed to disclose too much, but what can we expect in terms of Loki? I mean he’s a changed character now!”

Tom chuckled slightly before picking up his mic, “well it’s always refreshing to hear that the fans have picked up on Loki’s growth as a character. Yeah, he’s no longer the same prince who feels like he’s entitled anymore. He’s just happy now that he’s considered his brother’s equal. As for the next movie there will be something big happening in his future.” He had answered as vaguely as he could.

“Does this have anything to do with [Y/N]’s character? We know that she’s been cameoed in a few movies already.” The same fan countered.

[Y/N] could feel her friend elbowing her.

Before Chris or Tom could answer, James jumped in, “it’s so interesting that you mention [Y/N]…” Tom’s eyes lit up a bit at the mention of his girlfriend.

“I’m so sorry Tom… We truly didn’t plan this…” James giggled. (A/N: James doesn’t chuckle, he doesn’t laugh… James Corden fucking giggles)

Tom was about to question him when the spotlight suddenly lit up where [Y/N] was sitting. Giving him a pathetic wave, the crowd cheered. [Y/B/F] began shoving [Y/N] out of her chair, and pushing her in the direction of the stage.

[Y/N] could see Tom shaking his head while smiling. Speaking into the mic as [Y/N] approached the stage, “oh no… no no no… please don’t say you just watched that performance.”

One of the crew handed [Y/N] her own mic. “I’m sorry my love….” she responded with a giggle.

“Ladies and gentlemen! [Y/N] [Y/L/N]! For those of you who don’t know… [Y/N] has had a few cameos in some of the Marvel movies. AND she is Tom Hiddleston’s girlfriend!” James introduced.

Someone in the back of the room yelled out, “WE KNOW! THEY ARE OUR OTP!” Everyone broke out laughing, even the cast.

James couldn’t help himself, “if [Y/N] and Tom are the OTP, then believe me when I say it… Chris and Mark were their biggest shippers.” The pair of them couldn’t help but nod their heads in agreement.

“Hi everyone!” [Y/N] waved as she took her seat next to Tom.

“That’s why you left an open chair next to me!” Tom exclaimed looking at James.

“If it’s any consolation, mate. I didn’t know she was going to be in the audience. I only found out right after I walked out in stage.” The audience laughed at the tv host.

“You told me, you were going out with your friends!” Tom said taking her hand into his. (Insert crowd ‘awwwwwww’ing)

[Y/N] pointed out [Y/B/F] who waved at Tom, “I was going out… I wanted to watch Ragnarok. You know how Loki is my favorite.” (Insert another ‘awwww’)

Chris spoke up, “Loki’s your favorite [Y/N]? You wound me!”

Mark couldn’t help but chime in, “yeah…. Loki? What about the STRONGEST Avenger?” (A/N: LOL… Ragnarok killed me with that)

[Y/N] peered at the pair of them, “nope. Sorry boys. I love a man who has amazing wig work.” She couldn’t help but laugh again at Tom’s faulty wig.

Tom brought your hand up to his lips, gracing your knuckles with a soft kiss. The crowd began to roar in excitement.

When the crowd calmed back down the same fan spoke up, “so… [Y/N]’s character?”

[Y/N] smiled apologetically, “yes… sorry. Got so caught up in this whirlwind of a performance.” she jabbed lightly at James.

“My character meant to play a larger part in Loki’s development. Sigyn is going to remind him to stay grounded.” [Y/N] replied, remembering the face of professionalism.

“Sigyn? As in Loki’s wife, Sigyn?” Someone in the oppose corner shouted.

Tom was quick to respond, “we can not confirm nor deny that.”

But before they could react Tom slipped into Loki. He stood - whipping his hair and pulled [Y/N] to him, “but I will say this, mortals. A Prince could never become King without a Queen at his side.”

The crowd broke into a frenzy while Tom and [Y/N] shared a knowing look.

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Autumn Part 5

Character Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Word count: 1115

Warnings: I mean the first one is that this isn’t a pure Bucky Barnes fic. The reader will be with multiple people throughout.

Synopsis: Reader is half Asgardian and half mortal. She leaves Asgard to explore the mortal side of her and ends up meeting and falling in love with Bucky Barnes. It starts out in 1942, before Bucky leaves for duty and before Steve becomes Captain America. Bucky leaves. Implied pregnancy. Steve x Reader bonding

Authors Note: Canon compliant AU I haven’t decided if the events of infinity war will happen in this story yet. We’ll find out together I guess. Part 5 in a series. I promise Loki eventually shows up. Okay?

Part 1 Previous Tony’s Daughter

Bucky tries not to wake you before he leaves. But you wake the second he gets out of bed.

“Go back to sleep, sweetheart.” He whispers as he dresses.

You shake your head and rub the sleep from your eyes. You stand and walk over to him and do up his tie for him. His eyes are red, and he won’t fully look at you. “Thanks.” He says softly.

You cup his cheek. “Look at me Buck.” You whisper. 

He shakes his head. “I can’t.” He says, voice thick.

“Baby, please.” You whisper. His bottom lip trembles and he finally turns his head. You stroke his cheek softly, he’s shaking.

“I’m proud of you.” You whisper and kiss his jaw softly. “And I’m going to be right here waiting for you when you get back. And we’re going to get married and-“

“And have a houseful of babies?” He asks, voice shaking a bit. You smile fondly.

“And have a houseful of babies.” You whisper. “As many as you want.” You say and place your hands on his chest, smoothing out his uniform.

“Well, it’s not really up to me, doll.” He whispers. “God, what if...what if I got you pregnant last night?” He whispers, face pained.

You bite your lip softly and just hug him, closing you eyes and resting your head on his chest. “We’ll deal with it. And if I am pregnant I’ll handle it and we’ll both be here when you get home.” You promise. He lets out a pained sound and just holds you tight.

“I love you.” He chokes out.

“I love you too.” You whisper. He kisses you, hard, and holds you tight against him. When things get heated you pull away.

“We can’t Buck. You have to go.” You whisper. He lets out a breath and presses your foreheads together.

“I’m gonna make it back.” He says, squeezing your hips.

You nod. “I know.” You whisper. “I know you are.”

He kisses you again and then drops to his knees and nuzzles at your belly. “Just in case.” He whispers, looking up at you. He kisses your belly a couple times and whispers soft words that you can’t hear.

Then he stands and cups your cheek. “I’ll see you soon.” He says.

He leaves then. And you sit down on his bed and let the emotions roll over you. Despair, worry, stress, happiness, wonder. It’s all a lot. Your hand comes to your belly wondering if there was a mini Bucky growing inside there.

After taking about an hour to just…feel everything, you walk out into the small living area and kitchen. You frown when you see Steve sitting at the table.

“Hey.” He says quietly. “Is Buck gone?”

You nod slowly and take a deep breath.

He nods. “You okay?” He asks.

You hesitate and swallow thickly as your eyes fill up. You bite your lip and shake your head as you start to cry. “No.” You whimper.

His eyes widen a bit and he gets up and goes to you. “Hey…hey it's gonna be okay.” He says and pats your shoulder. “Bucky’s always okay…” He says. He’s quiet for a bit. “Besides, I’m gonna be there soon and…I’ll make sure he gets home to you.”

You sniffle a bit and look up at him. “Steve you…I’m really worried about you trying all of that again-“

“No, no I mean…I got approved. Last night. After you left.” He says. You just stare at him in shock. You’re going to lose both of them. “I’m going to make sure he gets home, okay?”

You just stare at him. “Wh-what do you mean you got approved? What did you do?” You say. You and Bucky have talked about this a lot. About how no matter what they’d never accept Steve. He was too frail, too sickly. Bucky would never tell Steve that, but it didn’t make it any less true. For Steve to get approved…god knows what he would have had to do, the lies he would have had to tell.

“That’s the thing.” He says, his eyes lighting up a bit. “They knew who I was. They knew what I was doing. I didn’t have to do anything.” He’s practically beaming. “I’m going to do this. I get to help. I get to make a difference.”

A difference.

You aren’t sure how fighting a war would ever make any difference. How it could ever make anything better. You grew up in a world where war was often and celebrated. And you’d never seen good come from it. You had only seen the destruction and horror and sadness. When you had found out Bucky was a soldier…there was part of you that wanted to avoid him. You didn’t want to involve yourself with an earthly warrior. But he had been so different from the warriors on Asgard. Regardless, war would never be something you ever saw any glory in. 

You hear your name being called and you snap out of whatever daze you’d been in.

“Hey, you all right?” Steve asks, frowning a bit and looking concerned.

“Congratulations Steve.” You say, because you aren’t sure of what else to say. Your voice is quiet, barely audible.

He smiles a bit. “Let me make you some breakfast all right?”

You just nod at him. You don’t have much of an appetite though.

Breakfast was mostly quiet. But with Steve it was at least a comfortable silence.

“When do you ship out?” You finally ask.

He hums a bit. “Well, I’m not really shipping out yet. I head to boot camp in Jersey next week.” He says. The way he sounds so genuinely pleased about it makes your stomach turn.

“And…what will happen to this place?” You ask.

“Well…I was hoping you’d stay here? I mean…it’s going to be your home soon anyway. Once you and Bucky get hitched.” He says and grins.

You smile weakly. “We didn’t really get much of a chance to discuss the details.” You say sadly.

He nods. “You will when he gets home.”

“You’ll stay with us right?” You ask softly.

He looks past you a bit. “Sure. If I make it ba-“

“When you make it back.” You say sternly.

He looks at you and sighs. “Lets be honest here, doll.” He whispers. “The chances of me getting out of there…I mean, look at me.” He whispers.

You frown and take a deep breath. “Then what the hell are you doing going out there, Steven?” You say.

He looks at you. “Because I have no right not to.” He says.

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S(w)inging in the Rain | SR

Summary: Steve has developed a crush on his running partner, Reader. He knows that she has a boyfriend, so he doesn’t make a move. What happens when one morning they are running in the rain and Reader’s makeup washes off, revealing a black eye?

A/N: *shrugs* 

Warning: Some mentions of domestic abuse

Word Count: 1680

Steven Grant Rogers was always a man of principals. Always opening doors for ladies. Always greeting someone new with a firm handshake. Always remembering his manners.

Which is why it wasn’t a surprise for him to respect [Y/N]’s relationship, even though he was on the verge of believing he was in love with her.

They had met roughly a year ago, while on their morning runs. Steve was usually out running the National Mall strip (A/N: for those of you who don’t know, this is where all of the museums are located in Washington DC - it’s not an actual mall) before the sun even came up. He had stopped for just a moment to grab a sip of his water when she ran passed. What caught his eye in particular was the way her [Y/S/C] skin looked in the rising morning light.

It took Steve about 3 more days of not-so-creepily stalking her for him to approach her. He introduced himself and had inquired about her running routine. [Y/N] was more than happy to explain how she had just moved to DC, and she was looking for a new running partner - which Steve eagerly offered to do.

[Y/N] had nearly laughed herself hoarse, “I’m sorry! I don’t mean to be rude! It’s just... I’ve seen you on your run Steve, there’s no way I could keep up with you. And there’s no way that I could ask you to slow your run either.”

Steve had come up with the perfect compromise, he would run 4 laps before slowing down to join her on his 5th lap around.

For a year they stuck to their compromise, using every 5th lap to learn more about each other. [Y/N] learned more about life in 1930-1940’s. Steve learned that [Y/N] was a defense attorney in a firm downtown, that she moved to DC from [Y/H/T], and that she was in a committed relationship with her boyfriend.

Steve had to constantly remind himself of that fact, [Y/N] had a boyfriend. He had to respect that. But even as he reminded himself, Steve couldn’t help but fall deeper and deeper in love with her every time they went out for a run.

He loved how [Y/N]’s [Y/E/C] eyes would scan the skies after the sun came up. He loved how on Friday’s she opted out of her usual ‘splash of milk and two sugar’ coffee for tea. He loved how after their runs she would pull her hair out of the hair band in a violent shake.

Steve shook his head, letting a groan passed his lips. No! She had a boyfriend!

“What’s going on over there, punk?” His best friend’s voice sounded from across the table.

Steve looked up at his friend, giving him a sad smile.

“He’s probably thinking about [Y/N].” Sam answered for him.

Bucky’s eyes knitted in confusion, “is that the girl you guys run with?”

Steve responded with a nod.

“Wasn’t she the one who convinced you to watch that musical?” Bucky asked.

“Yeah Singing in the Rain.” Steve smiled at the mention of [Y/N]’s favorite musical.

“Yeah. That one with a boyfriend.” Sam added on, Steve’s eyes narrowing at his other friend. Sam could only shrug, “What? It’s true. I don’t know why she’s with him though. Her boyfriend is kind of a dick.”

Just before either men could respond, Steve’s phone gave out a chime.

A smile graced his lips when he read the name, speak of the devil…

From: [Y/N]

To: Steve

Hey Star-Spangled Man!

Hope your mission went well!

You better not be hurt! (WHAT WOULD I DO WITHOUT MY RUNNING PARTNER!)

Anyway, just letting you know that I am not going to be running tomorrow.

I’ll see you on Friday.

Steve’s smile dropped. That wasn’t right… [Y/N] went running every day. Without question. She’d run if she was sick. If she couldn’t run in the morning, she’d run in the evening. She always ran.

Steve shot back a text before he could overthink it.

From: Steve

To: [Y/N]

Hey doll!

Hope you’re okay… it’s not like you to miss out on a run.

See you Friday.

Steve frowned in confusion. Thinking back to Sam’s comment, he chimed in, “what do you mean her boyfriend is kind of a dick?”

Sam snapped his eyes back to Cap, “you don’t see it? [Y/N]’s boyfriend is always giving you the stink eye. He always has an attitude. And he’s kind of controlling.”

Steve tried to think back to all of his encounters with her boyfriend.

“Hey Steve! This is my boyfriend, Tyler. Tyler this is Steve, my running partner. Remember? The one I was telling you about?” [Y/N] smiled.

Her boyfriend stood beside her assessing Steve. Steve was standing there with his hand held out, ever the gentleman.

Taking Steve’s hand, Tyler looked him directly in the eye. It’s was a battle of wills, and Steve was not going to back down.

“Captain.” Was all Tyler said before breaking eye contact.

He leaned down and whispered something in [Y/N]’s ear, thanks to the Super Soldier Serum Steve could hear him growl, “I don’t like him.”

Friday couldn’t come fast enough for Captain America. Steve was practically bouncing on the balls of his feet in anticipation.

Looking at the rolling gray clouds, Steve couldn’t help but frown.

“Rain or shine. We run, Rogers!” Someone interrupted.

The first thing his eyes were drawn to was the NASA ball cap (A/N: shout out to Chris’ nerdy obsession). Then it was drawn to her tee shirt, right in the middle was a graphic of Steve’s shield.

“Nice shirt!” Steve joked.

The two of them briefly caught up while they stretched. But as Steve began his 4 laps without her, he couldn’t shake the feel that something was off with [Y/N]. When she had jogged up to him earlier she averted her eyes from him. When she spoke it was quieter than usual.

When he questioned it during their lap together, she denied anything being wrong. They had just looped around their lap together, when the thunder rolled over the capital.

Steve was in the middle of one of his alone laps when the clouds opened up and began to pour, soaking him instantly.

He lapped [Y/N] two more times before slowing down for their second lap together.

“So… where’s Sam?” [Y/N] inquired.

Steve was occupied with how water was dripping off of the bill of her hat, “he’s on a mission with Stark.”

Although Steve considered her a very close friend, he tried to keep information about the Avengers as vague as possible.

“That’s cool. And how’s Bucky?”

Steve smiled lightly, [Y/N] had only met Bucky once, but she made it a habit of asking about Steve’s childhood friend.

“He’s good. Still adjusting, but doing a lot better. Thanks for asking.”

Silence fell over [Y/N].

“[Y/N]? Are you sure you’re okay?” Steve’s voice filled with concern.

When she didn’t respond, Steve looked over at her. His hand came down on her shoulder, stopping her.

From his angle he could see her tears mixing with the rain. Turning her slowly, his eyes honed in on the dark mark that graced her other eye. The rain had erased the makeup that was covering it up.

Anger began to bubbling in his stomach, “[Y/N]. Where did you get that black eye?”

When a sob escaped her lips, Steve pulled her against him. [Y/N] let the tears overflow onto his already soaked shirt.

Steve began whispering sweet nothings, trying to calm not only her but himself. “Shh.. doll. I got you. I’m not gonna let anyone hurt you anymore.”

The sound of pouring rain was the only thing they could hear until, “[Y/N]!” Someone shouted from across the field.

Even in his arms, Steve could feel [Y/N] tensing up. When she tried to step away, Steve’s arms wouldn’t budge.

“Steve… please.” His heart broke at the sound of her whimper.

Captain Rogers could hear the sound of [Y/N]’s boyfriend’s footsteps drawing closer.

“Steve, he’s going to get mad.”

Steve looked down at the scared woman in his arms, “you’re not going to go back to that monster.”

Pressing a soft kiss to her bruised eye, Steve released her.

“What the hell Rogers? What do you think you’re doing with my girlfriend?” Tyler roared, causing [Y/N] to flinch.

“Would man give his girlfriend a black eye?” Steve emanated pure rage.

Tyler took another step towards the pair, Steve subconsciously moved [Y/N] so she stood behind him.

Steve stole one last look at [Y/N], “it’s like that musical you love so much. I’m swinging in the rain.” He smiled cheekily.

But before she could respond Tyler descended on Steve. What [Y/N]’s dick of a boyfriend failed to remember is that Steve was faster and more trained. Ducking Tyler’s right hook, Steve angled his body and threw one solid jab right into Tyler’s jaw.

After Steve laid waste to Tyler with one punch, he turned his attention back to the woman that held his heart.

[Y/N] stood there in shock.

“What do we do now?” was the first thing out of her mouth.

Walking back over to her, Steve glanced back at the unconscious fool. “We leave him. He’s a piece of shit anyway!”

[Y/N] quickly smacked him on the chest, “language Steve!”

Picking her up by the waist Steve swinging her through the rain, “I told you doll, I wasn’t going to let anyone hurt you anymore.”

It took a minute of spinning for her to finally break out a giggle. Steve thought that right then and there that there was no sweeter sound.

As they walked away [Y/N] couldn’t help but add, “two schools of thought here Cap. 1. You threw a jab, there is no swinging in a jab. And 2. The musical is “Singing in the Rain” NOT Swinging in the Rain!”

Steve stroked her bruised eye carefully before kissing her cheek, “whatever you say, doll.”

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Imprisonment

Status: On-going (TAGLIST IS STILL OPEN)

Pairing: Loki x Reader

Summary: Odin took pity on his son Loki after being chained and tormented by the serpent for nearly 250 years, releasing him from his punishment. But before bringing Loki back to Asgard, Odin changed his memories, blanking them of his beloved wife who helped him during his torture. Odin took it upon himself to exile Sigyn from Asgard, not before blanking her memories of her husband. With Asgard gone, Thor and Loki have no choice but to bring their people to Midgard. Upon arriving Loki runs into someone who seems familiar. Someone with venom burns covering her hands and arms. Someone with a warped version of his crest on her burned wrist.

A/N: This story isn’t Infinity War compliant! There are Ragnarok spoilers though!

Prologue

Chapter 1

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Imprisonment | Prologue | LO

Summary: Odin took pity on his son Loki after being chained and tormented by the serpent for nearly 250 years, releasing him from his punishment. But before bringing Loki back to Asgard, Odin alters his memories, blanking them of his beloved wife who helped him during his torture. Odin took it upon himself to exile Sigyn from Asgard, not before blanking her memories of her husband. With Asgard gone, Thor and Loki have no choice but to bring their people to Midgard. Upon arriving Loki runs into someone who seems familiar. Someone with venom burns covering her hands and arms. Someone with a warped version of his crest on her burned wrist.

A/N: There are a couple things to note. I am LOOSELY basing my fic on the Norse Legend of Loki’s Torture. Loki causes an uprising of Giants both in Jotunheimr and Muspelheim, after finding him the three realms agree on a torture as punishment. They found a very venomous snake, perched it above him and had the snake drip poison into Loki’s eye. His wife, Sigyn, came to his aid by cupping her hands above him to prevent any poison from dripping onto him. If you have any questions, just let me know. WILL NOT BE IW COMPLIANT!!!

Word Count: 1180

Warnings: Brief mention of torture,

Long Ago

Odin approached the rock cautiously. Taking in the sight of his son and daughter-in-law.

Sigyn’s hands cupped above Loki, catching the venom. Hissing as the venom burned more and more.

Both wearing an expression of exhaustion. Both weary from the pain.

From the looks of it, Odin could tell that they were taking turns taking the punishment. Giving the other time to heal.

Loki had been the first to notice his father, given that it was his turn to rest. Loki watched Odin with careful eyes, making sure that he was for certain looking at his father.

Noticing the soft gasp her husband took and his unnatural stiffness, Sigyn opened her eyes only to find Allfather looking at the pair of them. Beside him was Allmother and her brother-in-law, Thor.

Sigyn stared at her husband’s family, unable to bow, curtsy, or move without pouring venom on Loki.

“Father. Mother. Brother. What a lovely surprise. How long has it been?” Loki’s tongue quipped.

“250 years brother. It is good to see you both. Sister.” Thor nodded over to Sigyn.

“250 years? 250 years of torture, and all you can say is that it’s good to see us?” Loki couldn’t help but smirk at his wife’s fire.

Thor hung his head in shame. Thor meant to visit sooner, but his shame grew with every passing year.

“Loki.” Odin’s voice commanded his attention.

“250 years you have been punished. 250 years you have been exiled. I hope you have learned your lesson. I will pardon your punishment, if you can confess to your learning.” Odin spoke with such regality.

Sigyn looked down at her husband in hope. They would be free. Loki met her eyes with nothing but love. Just as their eyes connected more venom poured into her hands, hissing in pain, she closed her eyes. Only opening them again when the burn stopped. He did not regret his actions, only regretting for having involving his wife and causing her suffering.

“I confess to rallying the giants. I confess to hiding from the gods. I confess to all of my crimes. Now please Allfather, please pardon my punishment.” Loki spoke without ever breaking eye contact with his wife.

With a nod to Thor, Mjolnir swiftly struck Loki’s bonds. Moving from underneath his wife’s cupped hands, Sigyn released the pool of venom gathered in her hands. The venom sizzled the ground that Loki once stood on.

Looking at each other fully in 250 years, the married pair couldn’t help but stare lovingly into the other’s eyes.

Taking a step forward, Loki attempted to grasp his wife’s hands to help with the healing. But Odin stepped between the pair of them.

“Father?”

“Loki. Prince of Asgard. Odinson. I am afraid that in breaking this punishment, I must instill another.” Before Loki could react, Odin - the Allfather, the ruler of the Nine Realms, his father - grasp Loki on the head. Loki’s eyes quickly closed.

Sigyn rushed forward trying to reach her husband, when Frigga stopped her. “Allmother! What is the meaning of this?!”

Thor looked at the scene before him. “Father? What is this punishment?”

Odin slowly pulled his hand from Loki’s head, gold fragments floating before the two surfaces. (A/N: sort of like a pensieve memory from Harry Potter, but gold) Loki fell to the ground.

“Asgard, Jotunheimr, and Muspelheim have all agreed on Loki’s new punishment. Since he broke laws and rules in all three realms, we came to an agreement.”

Thor’s confusion grew, “what is the new punishment?”

“Since Loki’s precious wife, Sigyn, was taking half of the venom - she was taking half of the punishment.” Odin continued, but Thor’s impatience finally hit its peak.

“FATHER! WHAT IS THE NEW PUNISHMENT?!”

Odin turned to face his eldest son, still floating in his palm was the golden fragments.

After being married to Loki for nearly 400 years, Sigyn was able to piece things together faster. Blood drained from her face, “Allfather is going to destroy all trace of me from Loki. He’s going to exile me. Odin is going to erase me from Asgard’s history.” Sigyn began to struggle in Frigga’s arms, begging to be wrong.

Odin couldn’t help but feel impressed by his daughter-in-law’s astute assumption. Thor couldn’t believe what he was hearing. The sister he had come to love would be exiled to the furthest realm, with no trace to remember her by.

“Father, please tell me you did not agree to those terms. Sigyn is my sister. She is your daughter. She is your son’s wife!” Thor plead.

Odin coldly returned his gaze. Of Odin’s punishments this was by far the cruelest.

Something snapped in Sigyn, “you can blank me from history, you can exile me to the furthest realm, you can alter the both of our minds. But hear me Allfather, nothing will keep Loki and I apart. The Fates whisper to me of our love. We will find each other again. He is mine and I am his, from our first day until our last. (A/N: LOL shout out to GOT wedding vows)”

As Odin took a step towards his daughter, a growl ripped through her throat. Frigga held her still as Odin laid his hand on her head. Even as she felt Odin’s spell ripping her memories from her, she fought.

“LOKI IS MINE AND I AM HIS.” She screamed before her eyes closed. Frigga lowered her daughter’s unconscious form to the ground.

Thor watched in shock as his Father’s hand pulled back, revealing the golden fragments that were Sigyn’s memories. Combining Loki and Sigyn’s memories, Odin tucked them into a vial.

“Father, why?” Thor’s voice was weak.

“This was the only way. As King you will find that some decisions are harder than others. You must be willing to sacrifice to maintain peace between the realms.” Odin explained.

Turning to Thor, “my son, I am afraid I must alter you as well. Do not worry. You are allowed to keep your memories of your beloved sister. But I am going to spell you to never speak of her again.

“I will never allow that Father!” Thor argued.

“Thor, my son, have no choice. The moment your hammer broke Loki’s bondage, the spell took hold of you. Once we leave here, you will never be allowed to speak of Sigyn’s existence again.” Thor began to fill with rage, his father had tricked him.

But before he could move a muscle, his mother grasped his arm. “Thor, my son. We either blank Sigyn from our hearts or go to war with both Jotunheimr and Muspelheim, all the while leaving your brother chained to his island unprepared for Ragnarok.”

Looking down in defeat, Thor swallowed the feeling of guilt.

Odin’s eyes were trained on his daughter on the ground, pointing to the sky, he called for Heimdall. The Rainbow Bridge of the Bifrost opened surrounding Sigyn’s unconscious form. And in a flash she was gone.

“Where will she go?” Thor’s tears began to fill with tears.

“Far away, my son. Far away.” Frigga answered.

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Imprisonment Update

Hello my lovelies, 

Thanks to the wise counsel of @ninergirl1d , I will be adding the taglist to the series’ Masterlist.

They pointed out that sometimes people forget what exactly they read. Or sometimes people can’t find previous chapters.

So here’s to eliminating that confusion.

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Requests

Hey guys! 

Because of the overwhelming amount of love that I’ve been getting from you guys. I thought I’d go ahead and open up my requests. 

I am still grinding away at Imprisonment, so don’t worry - another chapter will be up sometime this week.

I am taking requests for: (in any AU)

Marvel:

Steve x Reader

Loki x Reader

Bucky x Reader

Tony x Reader

Peter Parker x Reader

Supernatural:

Dean x Reader

Sam x Reader

Castiel x Reader

If you want to request something that isn’t on this list, go ahead and shoot me a request, and I’ll see what I can do.

Again, thank you guys so much! 

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Autumn Part 3

Character Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Word count: 1528

Warnings: I mean the first one is that this isn’t a pure Bucky Barnes fic. The reader will be with multiple people throughout. Implied stucky. Its sad and then happy and sappy. The happy won’t last long, lets be real this story is about Buck.

Synopsis: Reader is half Asgardian and half mortal. She leaves Asgard to explore the mortal side of her and ends up meeting and falling in love with Bucky Barnes. It starts out in 1942, before Bucky leaves for duty and before Steve becomes Captain America. Bucky makes things official. Other than that the reader isn’t in this part much.

Authors Note: Canon compliant AU I haven’t decided if the events of infinity war will happen in this story yet. We’ll find out together I guess. Part three in a series

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It’s been six months. Six months of happiness, and love and...bliss. But even though you were happy doesn’t mean you weren’t aware that this was a terrible idea.

You had tried to pull away from him a few times. But you could never go through with it. You loved him. You didn’t want to be without him. He loved you. You knew that. And you loved that he loved you. 

He would hold you, and kiss you..sometimes more..but he was gentle with you. He cared a great deal about you. And you about him. 

But you were playing with fire. 

Bucky is a mortal man. He may live for another sixty years, maybe less. In sixty years you would look exactly the same as you do now. You were playing with fire. Eventually he would notice that you weren’t ageing and that wasn’t a conversation you were ready to have.

On top of all of this, the war had gotten worse. More and more men had started to enlist. Bucky was already an officer. He was on leave. But you knew in your heart that he couldn’t just sit back and watch the other men fight this battle. It was only a matter of time until he was back on the battlefield himself. And maybe that was for the best. Bucky didn’t seem like the type to ask a girlfriend to wait for him. Not when it was possible he wouldn’t make it back. So..you just had to wait for him to end things with you. Then, despite the heartache you knew you’d feel, all your problems would be over.

You had a date with Bucky tonight. There was an expo going on. It was something he was very excited about. He would be bringing Steve along. Poor guy. You’d asked another friend to go with him. She’d seemed more excited about the prospect of being around Bucky all night. Something you were purposefully ignoring. 

You look at the clock and realise you can take your break now. So you take your apron off and wash your hands before walking out into the alley beside the bakery. It was warm out again. Which you loved. 

You take a deep breath and lean against the wall with your eyes closed. You then hear footsteps approaching you. You smile softly because you’d recognise the sound of him walking anywhere. You look over to smile at your boyfriend but the smile never reaches your eyes.

Bucky stands tall and proud. The suit flatters him well. 

He’s a handsome man, and it’s only amplified by a uniform. Formal dress in traditional army green. 

Your heart sinks. 

He notices and pain flashes across his face. “C’mon doll..don’t be like that.” He whispers and takes your hands. “I’ll be back home before you know it.” He whispers into your hair as he pulls you close.

You feel like your world is falling down around you. You hug tightly around his waist, trying to ground yourself, and try to take a deep breath but it sounds shaky. “When do you leave?” You mutter against his chest, fighting to keep your voice even. 

He hesitates, which makes your panic start to bubble.

“Tomorrow morning.” He whispers.

You whimper. It’s a quiet, strangled sound. And you can’t help the tears when they start to fall. You press your face into his chest and just cry weakly.

He shushes you gently. “I know...I know, sweetheart.” He whispers and rocks you slowly. “Don’t cry, baby, please. Then I’ll start crying.” He whispers. “I’m gonna come home.” He says.

“Theres a chance-“ He cuts you off before you can finish.

“I’m gonna come home because I have to. Because I’ve got my girl waiting for me. And nothing, nothing, is going to keep me from her.” He says and pulls back to make you look at him. “You’ll wait for me right?” He says, his eyes look desperate. 

You don’t say anything, you can’t. So he just continues

“I’m gonna come home, doll. I’m gonna come home and..and I’m gonna marry you. If you’ll have me.” He says, voice soft.

Your eyes widen. “Wh-what?” You whisper, finally finding your voice.

“Marry me.” He says. He drops to one knee and takes your hands again. “I know it’s fast. Probably too fast. But sweetheart, I don’t want anyone else. I’m never going to want anyone else. Marry me.” He says again. “Be my wife.” He says.

Your eyes fill up again. “Bucky..” You whisper.

“I know what I’m asking of you, baby. I know it’s gotta be hell to be an army man’s wife. And I don’t know that I’m worth it. But I’m asking, I’m begging, for you to give me a chance. Please sweetheart. Marry me.” He says.

You let a sharp breath out and start to laugh. You nod quickly. “Yes.” You say. “Yes, I’ll marry you.” You say.

He beams and then he’s on his feet. He grabs you around your waist and picks you up, spinning you around and laughing gleefully. “Yeah?” He says. 

“Yes.” You say again. 

He laughs and kisses you. He kisses you hard and holds you tight. You kiss him back, your hands going to his hair and knocking off his hat as he presses you into the wall.

“You’re gonna be my wife.” He whispers, breathless. 

“I am.” You whisper back. 

He kisses you again. “I love you.” He says. 

“I love you, Buck.” You whisper to him. 

He kisses your lips, you cheek, your neck. 

“I have to get back to work.” You giggle and push him off of you. 

He grins but gives you a bit more space. “I’m gonna see you tonight right?” He asks. 

You nod and he kisses you again. “Then I’ll let you get back to work.” He says. “I’ve gotta tell Stevie.” He grins. “I just got engaged!” He yells for everyone to hear, grinning. 

You laugh and kiss him again. “Go on then, soldier. I love you. I’ll see you tonight.” You whisper. “Tonight.” He agrees with a nod. 

He kisses you again and then runs off. 

You let out a breath, you’re beaming yourself. You can’t believe what’s just happened.

Bucky finds Steve where he finds Steve way too often. 

In a back alley getting the absolute shit beat out of him. 

He pulls the thug off of Steve. “Why don’t you pick on someone your own size?” He says. The thug goes to punch him but Bucky dodges and punches the man himself. He kicks him in the ass and sends the man running. 

He walks back to Steve then.

“Sometimes, I think you like getting punched.” Bucky says.

Steve shakes his hands, sore from falling and perhaps landing a punch or two incorrectly. He’s doubled over. “I had him on the ropes.” He says.

Bucky sighs and leans down picking up an enlistment form. “How many times is this?” He asks. “Oh, you’re from Paramus now?” He chides. “You know it’s illegal to lie on the enlistment form.” He says. “And seriously, Jersey?”

Steve finally takes a proper look at him and sees the uniform. A look of shock, fear, and maybe even envy crosses his face as he looks at his friend. “You get your orders?” He asks softly.

Bucky takes a breath and looks down. “The 107th.” He says. “Sergeant James Barnes, shipping out for England first thing tomorrow.” He says, he’s trying to play it casual. But Steve knows better. 

He hears the nightmares Bucky has. But he doesn’t pry. 

He just nods a bit and looks up and down his friend. Steve is scared too. He looks down and shakes his head.

“I should be going.” Steve says with a small nod. He brushes his hands off and the two share a look. They don’t need words.

Bucky just smiles and throws an arm around Steve’s shoulders. “Come on man.” He says. “It’s my last night! I’ve got to get you cleaned up.” He says, throwing the enlistment form to the side.

“Why? Where are we going?” Steve asks. 

Bucky hands him a newspaper. “The future.” He says.

Steve looks at it and hums. “Is your girl gonna be there too?” He asks. It’s in a teasing tone, Bucky is rarely without her these days. And Steve doesn’t mind that. He’s fond of her himself.

Bucky’s face splits into a grin at the mention of. “I have something to tell you.” He says, taking Steve by the shoulders. Steve raises an eyebrow. “Okay?” He says.

“I proposed.” Bucky says.

Steve’s eyes widen. “Oh my god! You did?” He Says. “I thought you were gonna wait a few months! Save up for a ring?” He says.

Bucky laughs and gestures to his uniform. “Plans changed.” He says.

“She said yes?” Steve asks. Bucky beams and nods.

“She did. Couldn’t believe it myself when I heard.” Bucky admits.

Steve nods and hugs him tight. “I’m happy for you Buck.” He whispers, and he is. Even if there’s a pit in his stomach now.

Bucky just grins and hugs him back.

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Autumn Part 2

Character Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader, Loki x Reader

Word count: 1118

Warnings: I mean the first one is that this isn’t a pure Bucky Barnes fic. The reader will be with multiple people throughout. Mentions of past sex

Synopsis: Reader is half Asgardian and half mortal. She leaves Asgard to explore the mortal side of her and ends up meeting and falling in love with Bucky Barnes. It starts out in 1942, before Bucky leaves for duty and before Steve becomes Captain America. Bucky makes things official. Other than that the reader isn’t in this part much.

Authors Note: Canon compliant AU I haven’t decided if the events of infinity war will happen in this story yet. We’ll find out together I guess. Part two in a series. Also, I don’t fully understand rankings in the US Army, but I’m fairly certain that Buck being a sergeant at this point isn’t likely. But I’m not arguing with Marvel and somehow its happened.

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Bucky walks home feeling giddy and light after the date. He likes you a lot. That isn’t odd. Bucky likes a lot of women a lot. But there’s something about you that’s special. He takes out his key and unlocks the door to his flat. Steve is sitting at their table reading something. He looks up and smiles at the shit eating grin on Bucky’s face.

“I take it the rest of the night went well.” He says. Steve had to leave a bit earlier. His health isn’t great these days, and he’d become fatigued quickly and needed to head home.

Bucky just nods. “Yeah, she’s..God, she’s special Stevie.”

Steve smiles. “She seems great Buck.” He says softly. “How long do you think she’ll last?”

Bucky frowns a bit at that. “Forever.” He says. Steve’s eyes widen. “I think she’s it for me Steve. I don’t want her to be a fling. I don’t want to see how far I can get with her and then just…leave. I want it all.” He says, and he’s almost as shocked as Steve is. Bucky is a ladies man, he always has been. He’s also a gentleman but..he does push things a bit with women. He’ll see how far he can get, a hand over her breast, or perhaps up her skirt. Sometimes they are willing to go further. Bucky isn’t one to say no to that. He doesn’t want that with her. He wants a relationship. He wants a life with her. “I’m going to take it slow.” He says and nods.

Steve raises an eyebrow. “Okay Buck. I think that’s a good idea. She seems good for you.”

Bucky nods and goes to get ready for bed, still feeling high.

Steve truly does believe that this girl is good for Bucky. He wants Bucky happy. But part of him is ill with jealousy. He doesn’t think he’ll ever find that. What kind of girl would want a guy like him? The kind of guy who can’t even make it through a whole date? And as things with this girl and Bucky get more serious…he realises that he’s going to lose Bucky. He’ll marry her, and they’ll move in together and maybe even eventually have kids. And Buck will have less and less time for him. And the thought of that makes Steve sick inside.

Bucky sighs when he comes back from showering and getting ready for bed to find Steve slumped in the kitchen chair, fast asleep. He carefully scoops him up and settles him in his bed. He’ll get yelled at for it tomorrow morning, but better that than Steve walking weird for weeks because he tweaked his back. He goes to bed himself then. He hopes quietly that he’ll sleep through the night. But the time he spent in the army still haunts him a bit. He has to just remind himself that he’s home now. And safe. He’s only been home for a month. He was deployed for nearly ten months and in that time he had been promoted to sergeant. A fact of which he was proud, but it didn’t make the nightmares any easier.

He goes out with his girl every night that week. It’s already the longest relationship he’s ever had. And he finds himself falling for her quickly. She’s just..everything. She spends a lot of time at the apartment too. And if he didn’t know better he’d think Steve was in love with her too. Mostly he’s just happy they get along so well. 

After a couple months she’s so comfortable around Steve that she, along with Bucky, try to talk Steve out of enlisting. He and Bucky had tried to enlist together in December of 41 after the attack on Pearl Harbour. Bucky was accepted, Steve was not. And since then, Steve had been trying to think of ways to get enlisted. He was hopeless. And somehow, Steve still liked her. Normally, he’d cut anyone who mentioned his shortcomings out of his life instantly. Buck was the only exception. But apparently being Bucky’s kind of girlfriend means she can get away with it too.

Bucky has been going on dates with her consistently, exclusively, for two whole months. He keeps reminding himself of this as he paces around the kitchen.

“Relax Buck, she’s gonna say yes. If she wasn’t going to she wouldn’t have stuck around this long.” Steve says and watches his friend.

“What if she thinks this is too fast?” Bucky says, eyes wide with panic.

“She’ll have to adjust her timelines because I don’t think you can last much longer man.” Steve says.

“That’s not helpful.” Bucky says and glares.

Steve just grins at him. “You’re asking her to go steady, not for her hand in marriage. Relax.” Steve says again. “You better get going or you’re going to be late.” He says and points to the clock.

Bucky’s eyes widen and he rushes out of the apartment.

Bucky takes a deep breath as he walks up to your door. He waits a beat and then knocks.

You walk to the door and answer, smiling when you see him. Somehow in these three months he has gone from a cocky stranger to your favourite person.

“Hi.” You say softly. He smiles back.

“Hey, doll. Ready to go?” He asks, offering his arm. You nod and take his arm and you walk down the street together.

You walk for a bit and come to a restaurant. You furrow your brows and look at him.

“Been saving up, wanted to have a nice dinner with you.” He says as you walk inside.

It is a nice dinner. But you couldn’t care less. You just enjoy being with him. After dinner, you walk hand in hand for a bit. It's cold out, snowing, but you are warm with each other. You do eventually let go of his hand and snuggle up to his arm though. There's a Christmas market going on that you make your way to. You enjoy all the sights and smells together. It is beautiful and emits this warm glow. You sit together on a bench under a small canopy.

Bucky looks up and grins. “Mistletoe.” He says, you blush, you’d only recently learned what that was. He leans in and kisses you. It's sweet and gentle. You press a bit closer to him, his lips part lightly and he sucks on your bottom lip. Your belly feels all warm and your whole body feels fuzzy. He pulls back then, leaning his forehead against yours. “Be mine, darling.” He whispers. “Be my girl.” He whispers. You nod softly and kiss him again. “I already am, Buck.” You whisper against his lips.

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