#stubborn loki

[anukulee]

The Mischief Filled Fox and The Mighty Lion

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Thor Odinson was what everyone seemed to desire in a man, a man of tall stature standing at 6'4, his muscle was something of legends, built from years of wielding Mjolnir, hair as golden as the finest gold, his eyes as blue as the clearest ocean,  as for his face, it was as chiseled as one would expect from a god, with beard to accompany it that just seemed to work for him. His voice deep, yet seemed to boom no matter what he spoke, a feature that people would find endearing even if he was getting something wrong, at least that was from the prospective of Loki Friggason (formally Odinson). 

Loki Friggason to everyone was the forgotten son, for if Thor was the lion, fierce in nature and beloved by everyone, then Loki was the forgotten predator, much like a fox. Who hide within the shadows awaiting for the next prey, yet all along. For the lion was always expected to beat the fox, for Loki that had been a majority of his life. Thor always having everything as Loki was pushed into the shadows, forced to watch as his brother won everything he could ever desire. Thus when a foot-race had been suggested amongst the avengers, Loki had little interest in doing so, already knowning the outcome. To him it would be the same as all the rest, with the mighty lion prevailing in the end, with the fox forever left in the shadows, at so he had thought, little did he know that perhaps that this wouldn't be the same, all because of her, his cat, and his love……

From the moment that the avengers had suggested a foot-race, Loki had protested, continuing to even the day of. Foe while Thor was bouncing on the tips of his toes from excitement, Loki was less excited, his eyes already rolling at his brother's display. "Must we do this," he grumbled lacing up what the mortals called tennis shoes. To this Loki recieved several looks of annoyance, general displeasemeant, or neutrality in his direction.

"Now, now don't be a sore loser already reindeer games," Tony interjected, reaching down to pat Loki on his shoulder, despite Loki normally being far taller then Tony in stature.

"Must you call me that name, Anthony," Loki responded bitter about his nickname.

"Would you rather call you a bitter snake?"

"No."

"Then reindeer games it is, unless you would like to refered to as Snape."

"And why must I be refered to as anything?"

"For missions of course."

"And what do names have to do with missions?"

"If one of us ever get caught I would rather them know us by a code name, then our true names."

"You are merely saying that because you take delight, in my misery."

"Says you reindeer games." To this Tony recieved an eyeroll aimed in his direction, one that was very much deserved on his end. Yet before Loki could make another snarky and bitter comment, someone else injected, one that Loki was more pleased about.

"Now Tony, isn't that enough," a voice called out and the moment she opened her beautiful lips and spoke, Loki felt as if everything had stopped, for there was nobody else in the world aside from her. Words that she could've used as a shield to defend anyone and yet when she spoke they embraced him, much akin to a warm hug. Always being his defender much like a cat curling up to someone, her words feeling as gentle as one would expect a cat's tail to feel. 

"Well if it isn't, our resident reindeer tamer," Tony greeted his voice very light, in different to the seething of Loki. Loki's fist already starting to wrap against his knuckles, a mencing aura surounding the usual mischievious god.

"Say that again," Loki uttered, fist still tightly held.

Almost as if he sensed Loki's agression, Thor took to defusing the tension that was starting to cloud the air. His voice trying to remain airy despite Thor's long knowledge of his brother whenever he got like this. "I am sure Stark, was just jestering brother, right Stark." At this Thor shot Tony a look of tread careful in his direction.

"Right, it's not my fault that reindeer games here can't take a joke," Tony said almost oblivious to the tensiont that Loki was carrying either that or didn't care. For one might admit that Loki could be amusing like this, yet you could only poke the fox, so much before they bite you. 

"See, brother, Stark was joking, now how about I go see if our guests have arrived come with me, Stark."

"And miss the show?" The tone that Tony took sounded more like a child deprived of his favorite entertaiment then a grown man who ran one of the most powerful super groups. 

"I am afraid so Lady Pepper might be displeased if you don't welcome our guests," Thor said, as he tried to usher Tony in the other direction away from Loki, and his love, but not before turning to Loki one last time. "And try to treat the lady nicely brother."

"Don't I always? If I recall you were always the wild one when it came to the ladies of Asgard."

"You too have your trysts as they say."

"Perhaps." Slowly a smile began to creep upon Loki's face, Thor taking this as a chance to lead Stark elsewhere as they soon Loki and his love was alone. "So may I ask what brings you up here kitten," Loki asked casually as if his heart wasn't thumping.

"To see you who else?"

"Oh and not to see my oaf of a brother?"

"Now who is the older brother, here?"

"Still him."

"Even so you are still the older one."

"How, do you think that?"

"For all your mischief, you are far wiser when it comes to matters."

"But..."

"But nothing, don't let them get in your head."

"Why, we both know how this shall end kitten."

"Do we fox?"

"We both know that despite my brother being an oaf he always comes out the victor, much like a mighty lion."

"He will if you keep acting that way. Now chin up Loki," she said her eyes boring right into Loki's own, eyes that Loki desired to get lost in. Yet this wasn't the time, but when would he ever have the time?

"Not mischief or fox?"

"No, for now isn't the time for that."

"Then what time is it?"

"For this," she responded and before Loki could protest she had placed a delicate kiss onto Loki's cheek.

 "I.... I....," Loki stuttered as slowly, the mighty Loki once burdened with glorious face began to devolp a scarlet red, words unable to come out of his silver tongue for once. Just as Loki started to form the words, fates seemed to test as yet again something came in the way, a voice that Loki would rather not hear.

"Well it seems even the great silver tongue can shatter, much akin to that night," the voice said, at this Loki allowed another eye roll, to cross his features, for he knew that voice better then most, not even to have to look to know it belonged to Fandral. It was at moments like this that Loki was remainded of one his many mistakes and excatly why he should've never allowed himself to be seduced into Fandral even if it was just one time. For ever since that Fandral took the chance to tease Loki, and even remind him or their single sexual encounter, a memory that Loki would rather not think of. 

"Hello to you, Fandral," Loki said his voice laced with bitter venom, already not in the mood to see Fandral. Matters made worse when he seemed to take it upon himself as to place a single kiss on Kitten's hand.

"A pleasure as always, my lady. I still can't imagine how one such as Loki could be in the company of someone such as you."

A small growl might've escaped Loki's lips upon seeing this, through if anyone asked he would deny it. Through that still didn't mean Loki didn't have anything to say. "Don't you have other things to do, such as watch Thor do whatever he does?"

"Sif, Hogun, and Volstagg should be here shortly, I believe Thor was showing them around that human you call Stark's tower."

"Then why didn't you go with them?"

"They claimed my flirting was too much for them."

"So they stuck you on me."

"I thought you would be happier to see me."

"Yes, I am very much overjoyed to see you."

"Cross as always aren't you Lokes."

The moment that name slipped out of Fandral's lips, did a dagger get aimed at his direction. "Say that again, and we shall see just how pretty you are."

"Kinky as always I see,"  Fandral said clearly ignoring the danger that he was facing, at this Kitten took the chance to intervene.

"Now Loki, remember what Tony said."

"No aiming daggers at people."

"Excatly."

"But it's Fandral," Loki whinned much like a child having a toy taken from him.

"I understand the udge, but we can't keep getting complains about it. Perhaps you could pay him back for it later."

At this a smile began to spread on Loki's lips once more. "Clever as always my kitten."

"While as not as clever as one blessed with glorious purpose I do try."

"Will you never let me forget that?"

"Maybe."

"When?"

"Perhaps when I am dead."

"But who knows when that shall be," Loki teased trying not to think about that subject matter in particular. 

"Now shall we leave?" Her arm now offered out to Loki.

At this Loki quickly took the offered arm, for when would he get another chance at this. "Perhaps, we shall see what my brother is up to."

"There is my mischief," she teased as she once more placed another kiss to Loki's cheek. Once again Loki found himself for a loss of words. Slowly he began to back away, his mind running far to fast even for him. Trying to figure out why she had just done that, rather then focusing on the events around him. Somehow he had managed to make his way toward what Tony had deemed the starting line at the edge of the field surrounding the new Avenger's tower. Thor already being there, dancing on the tips of his toes, as Loki tried not to focus on his surrounding especially her. 

"Are you ready for this brother?"

"As ready as I could ever be."

"Good then appolgize if Stark might need to come and search for you in his iron suit."

"It will be you who shall need the searching brother."

"So you say."

"Now gods are you ready," Tony asked, as he interjected, causing both brothers to look at him, toy gun in his hand.

"Yes, now get on with it," Loki said in no mood for games, his mind still wondering about that kiss.

"Whatever you wish reindeer games. Ready, set," he started to say pausing for dramtic effect. "Jun." With a simple glow of his seidr another Loki appeared, as he began to run with Thor following towards it.

"Stop brother he didn't say run," he cried, only to land face first in dirt, mere inches away. At this Loki put his hand to his head, and let out a deep sigh.

"Are you never not going to fall for that?"

"You know you aren't supposed to use your seidr," Thor pointed out.

"Yes, but I do like seeing you fall."

"How cruel brother, now what would your lady say about that?"

"My lady."

"Yes, she is watching you after all," Thor pointed out and just as Loki saw her everything became a blur. As the next thing he remembered was tripping onto the ground as Thor disappeared off into the distance. Slowly did Loki's face began to become crimson once more. For not only had he fallen in front of the so-called avengers, but his love too. 

Oh how must she must think of me as an embrassement. This is what I get for trying to please someone as alluring and ravishing as her, he thought already down on himself. Yet rather then hear nothing instead Loki heard something else, as the next thing was one he yearned to hear.

"You can do it, Loki," she cried, out and only when hearing this voice did Loki start to get up. Slowly he began to jog, which turned into a run, as she kept repeating the words over and over. Almost louder each time, yet she wasn't the only one that kid they called Spiderman was also cheering alongside her, yet all Loki heard was her. As slowly he began to increase his speed, until he could no longer hear them. Perhaps he might not be able to beat Thor, but perhaps he could catch up with him. Quickly Loki ran like he never did before reminding himself of all those times that Thor had bested him, whether that be in the company of woman, contests, or even at Odin's praise. Each thought pushed Loki further and further, as he ran through the path that Tony had deemed. 

Until he was rounding his way back, yet as he got closer to the mark that Tony had deemed as the finish line, he swore he saw a familar bit of golden hair beneath a tree. It was only upon closer inspection that he saw it was Thor beneath the tree. While one might've expected Thor to sense Loki, sadly for Thor he didn't this day. Perhaps Thor had stayed up far to late or drank something that made him tired or something else, alas he didn't seem to wake as slowly Loki began to pass by him. Making his way towards the finish line, her voice still echoing in his mind. As with each time he repeated it, he was remainded just why he needed to finish this race, to see her. For perhaps those feelings that he thought was only one sided might not just be that. 

As Loki lingered closer to the finish line, his courage started to regain amongst himself, especially upon hearing her voice. Loki now on the edge of the finish line, at least until he saw a familar blur, edging closer and closer to him. Yet luckily for Loki this time, his hand just glazed the finish line just as the figure that Loki saw as Thor came into view. The moment that Loki crossed at line everything became second rate, as he felt a weight come on him. For the moment he felt her did everything truly open almost as if ever insecurity came second to her.

For the next thing he felt was her lips on his and he embraced it only speaking when they parted. "What was that for?"

"Someone had to make a move, and you weren't going to."

"So those kisses before the race," Loki asked, his brow slowly becoming quizicle, his eyes while lingering still bore into hers the best he could. For while he was more confident, not even she could rid of all his unsecurities.

"A way to encourage you," she beamed, her eyes boring into his, not even lingering down. For as long she was looking at him that was what mattered.

"Or was it to confuse me my minx?"

"So am I your minx now?"

"Perhaps you are, but whose to say," Loki said as his brow slowly rose down, his confidence slowly building up more. Trying to keep his heart from being more aflutter then it already was. Through she certainly didn't help with her next words.

"What do you suppose we do now?"

"Perhaps you could make a move."

"And what kind of move would you wish for me to make."

"And what move might that be, my dear," Loki asked, now confident enough to allow a smirk starting to creep on his face.

"You know excatly what move I mean."

"Do I?"

"Must you do this now?"

"Don't you like it when I do this?"

"I can't with you."

"Oh, but you can, so you either you can say it or I can."

"Ooh you who made me make the first move."

"That was one time, and next time you shall not be as quick."

"Won't I, because all I can tell is I am here awaiting for you to make move."

"A move you have yet to tell me."

"Never."

"Then I suppose you will have to go without my kiss," Loki said whispering the last part in particular.

"What did you just say?"

"You heard me."

"Did I, or perhaps have I misheard."

"Minx."

"Always."

"Must you when we are about to do what we will be doing?"

"And what might we do?"

"Kiss," Loki said far quicker and quieter then one might expect almost as if he was a virgin when he was far from one. 

"What was that again?"

"Nothing."

"You sure?"

"Positive."

"Then how about I suggest something?"

"And what might that be?"

"I say we kiss?"

"In front of everyone?"

"Why not, besides everyone should see who you belong to."

"I belong to you now?"

"Don't you, unless I am mistaken."

"You aren't."

"Good."

"Why were you jealous, of Fandral perhaps?"

"Of him never, I just like the thought of annoying Fandral."

"My what a minx I have."

"You know you love me."

"Don't I ever you enchanting minx," Loki said with a chuckle, and through this was unexpected, more unexpected than he could've ever thought. At this, Loki thought perhaps the Mischief Fox could win against the lion if he had his own kitten. Maybe it had always been there all along, but that thought was for another time, for all that mattered to Loki was that she was now in his arms, that the mischievous fox had finally found won and found home with her.

[critter-of-habit]

She has done nothing wrong, ever, in her life.

[slytherinmischief]

His Godly Big Hands

Story written by; @aesonmae, and @anukulee

        From the moment y/n had come home, it had been clear it had been a long day. As she nearly collapsed on the couch upon entrance to their shared apartment. Only rousing from her spot upon hearing the familiar sound of chopping coming from the kitchen, to see the familiar sight of Loki, his black hair tied up into a neat man bun, as he was cutting some vegetables, for that night's dinner, which looked to be soup. A sight she was very much pleased to see, only making the apartment even more welcoming. Given the long day she had just had, yet despite this he still do things like this for her especially on every long day. Something that one wouldn't expect from Loki to do, especially for a mere midgardian, yet here y/n found herself being the one just lucky enough to be loved by him. As on long days such as today, he would take care of her, sometimes he would shower her himself, feed her, and eventually he would lay down with her head on his chest just listening about her day until they drift off.

        She had gotten so distracted by the precise movement of his hand's that she had nearly forgotten he was even there. Despite his clear gaze on here. Eye drinking her in as they always did, for him, she was his one and only goddess, one to be worshiped, especially on days such as this. Yet despite this his remark still startled her.  “Do I?.. I really don’t understand what could be attractive about hands” Loki said, with a slight pause in his godly voice, alongside a small smile itching from his features, and if he wasn't so attractive she swore she would punch him. Alas he was, so rather then do this, she allowed him to continue to speak, even responding to him. 

        “Well, it’s a big hand, tall slender fingers, with neat nails, that’s the definition of perfection", she said, trying her best to piece together what exactly she found alluring about his hands. Yet most of it coming out in small stutters, despite her long term relationship with him. 

        These words only seemed to further encourage him, as the once small smile that he had now grew into more of a smirk. "Ooh, attractive hmm," Loki remarked with a pause, before continuing. "And do you like it," he asked, now setting down his knives, once he finished scrapping the vegetables into the pot and leaving them to simmer. Slowly he began to make his way towards her, with every step he took, she took once back. Until finally her  back now was to the kitchen island, his hand's finding their way to both of her sides, trapping her against the island.

        “Yes…you know very well what it does,” she stuttered meekly trying to hold the eye contact.

        This only seemed to further her boyfriend's smirk, as his eyes once soft and full of love began to cloud, now  piercing into hers, while still full of love were laced with lust.

        It was at moments like this, that she found him to be magnificent. To her everything about him was perfect, from head to toe. As she was reminded of moments, when he would have his head on her chest, with her ever pounding heart beating as he said, the words she always died for; ”I would die for you sweetling, I would do anything for you my princess. You are my goddess, and I will worship you for the rest of my ever lasting life, yet still it won’t be enough."

        Moments that she would often reflect on, as she wondered, where and how did she find him? How did she get so lucky, or at least lucky enough to nail someone as reclusive as Loki? She was only pulled back to reality when Loki tugged her hair gently yet firmly, to this she grasped softly. As his voice seemed to drop even further, going so far as to create a warm halo around her, yet a very sexy one. To her, his voice was like a symphony, always soothing, yet so hot at the same time. His next words only proving that very point, as he continued to leave touches on her. "Do you like it when my tall slender fingers do this?”

        “What do you think," she asked, her voice almost whimpering, especially from those touches he was giving her. 

        “Oh dear, don’t answer my question with a question you know that I don’t like it pet."

        “I do like that, yes,” y/n stuttered, words starting to become jumbled with every touch he gave her. Until finally his hands began to linger lower and lower, until he was cupping her ass.

        “And do you like it when my big hands do this," he asked, giving her ass a firm squeeze. Slowly she nodded in the best way she could, trying to stop the ever beating pace of her heart, slowly tilting her head forward.

        In response to this, he tugged more, almost massacring her ass beneath his hands, all while gazing fiercely into her eyes. “Use your words, sweetling," he insisted, smirk still etched upon his face, clearly enjoying the torment he was giving her.

        "Yes," she barely allow to grasp from her lips, as she continued to feel the effects of his hands on her. 

        To this he smile at her, for usually she was such a strong, fierce, and one of the most stubborn people he knew. She being the very definition of I can do it. Yet at moments like this, he was reminded of her other side, as only he could make her into this puddle. A puddle that he loved, for as much as he knew she loved to be in control, despite her very nature at the moment. As she found herself surrendering completely to him, as always. Leaving him was so torn between whether to continue tormenting her, or show her how much he loved by bringing his bewitching strong woman into a fiercely loving kiss. For at moments like this even he could find it hard to choose, through no matter what he choose he knew this was only the beginning. 

        Yet rather then deny her, he couldn't seem to want to anything, but kiss her sweet lips because how could a person avoid such a divine lips? To him it was almost like asking how could a person avoid such divine temptation. Thus with this thought in mind, he kissed her. A loving strong kiss full of nothing, but intense emotions laced with love, passion, devotion, pleasure, and amorous.

        For it was at moments such as this that he was reminded how love sick he was for her. Slowly he let go of her ass, in order to put his hands on her small back, bringing her closer to him. For he would never get enough of her, especially like this. All of it being made better when she moaned into his mouth causing him to he stop kissing her for a second just to allow them to breathe. His voice lowering to the volume of a seductive whisper, almost as if he was about to graze it near her ear. "I would never get enough of kissing you, for you are divine in every way," he declared with a content sigh. 

        To this she smiled, and even teared up a bit. She would never get used to this. With him always calling her such a sweet loving words, yet every time she couldn’t help but tear up each time. For her entire life, and even through out this relationship she wondered how could a person love her this way? She was never loved this way before. As with words like this he was quickly becoming her whole world. Slowly she cupped his face, as she proceeded to peck his lips multiple times.

        A small smile of his own grazed his face, his eyes full of loving. "As much as I would love to do nothing but kiss you, you are tired and need to eat, so why don't you shower, while i finish our dinner?”

        To this she let out a clearly disappointing sigh, wanting far more then a few passionate kisses exchanged. "Awww, you are such a sweet boy for me aren't you?"

        Rather then protest like most men would he instead matched her smirk, for just as she was his sweet goddess, he was her sweet boy. She kissed his cheeks one by one and proceeded to go to the bathroom. Through not without him giving her a gentle smack on his ass, on her way. As she busied herself with her shower, he was managing to do whatever he could to get the food done, and even prepare their table. Yet the moment she walked into the kitchen towel hugging her figure, he couldn't help but say something more.

        "Can we make a little change to the routine today?"

        "Oh and what that might be," she asked, as slowly a blush began to cloud her godly boyfriend's face.

        "I want to make love to you, and I was wondering if during it you could tell all about your day?"

        "I was going to do that anyways," she remarked, a little confused by what he meant.

        "I meant saying of this while I am worshiping you. Is that okay, my goddess" he asked his usual confident voice stuttering while doing so, yet rather then discourage this she did something else. 

        To this, she laughed a sweet laugh at him, her own smile started to appear on her face. “Yes, of course we can my god," she said, before bringing him into a kiss, as soon that towel ended up on the floor, and those big hands were put to much use. After all what was her life without his big hands?

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[lokilysolbitch]

90% of my interactions with Loki could be described with a common cat-owner interaction

[the-mjolnir-owner]

If Loki is always watching then Thor hopes he's providing enough entertainment trying to convince a child of eternity to take a shower, brush her teeth and go to school

[feodor-dostoevsky]

sylvie's story in this season is being an obstacle to the plot until she had to see another reality she's being in disappeared and forced to come back

[mischief-lies-and-stories]

Loki Episode 1 Reactions (Less Coherent Edition)

It's been two and a half years, y'all, and what a start to the new season it was. (I've seen mixed reviews in the tag, but personally the initial reaction is I loved it.) What I apparently forgot in those two years, however, is that my in-the-moment reactions notes are not very coherent. So I apologize in advance if you aren't sure what part the note refers to. I'm going to make another post tomorrow with some more coherent thoughts around the episode and some predictions about the season in general (I'm also going to be rewatching the episode later so that might lend more clarity to the next post as well). I also cut out a chunk of my reactions that were just me screaming a character's name when they showed up, unless it makes sense for the next note to leave it in (and there were a lot of these, since it's been two and a half years since I've seen my friends).

Obligatory spoiler warning if you weren't already expecting them. Prepare for some wildness. I've bracketed [ ] some brief clarifying post-ep notes (not everywhere though).

I'm obnoxious, I'm watching the entire recap.

The editing of this recap is interesting.

The bleak theme is worrying. I don't like it. But I do love the color scheme of the logo.

SYLVIE???!!!

CASEY!!!

Okay hopefully that wasn't Sylvie.

Someone give this boi [Loki] a nap. He's had a very very very long day and it's only getting longer.

What the fuck is happening.

X-5 you've got the haircut of a cop, I've decided I don't like you.

Man, I hope we fix this time-slipping in this episode, it's stressing me out too fucking much.

Oh motherfuck. This is driving me insane. This is Sisyphean torture. [I don't remember what specifically I was referring to, so I don't remember if this is an accurate description.]

OH MY GOD I LOVE LIZ CARR I HOPE SHE STICKS AROUND [Man, Liz Carr is just hopping from franchise to franchise this summer. She's in Loki, Good Omens, The Witcher)

OH SHIT. Renslayer and Kang. If they kiss on tape I'm marking it on the Bingo.

I DESPERATELY want to know what B-15's backstory is. She's a fantastic character and I want to know how she used this personality on the timeline.

Keep that Hitler youth-looking fuck away from my girl!

Oh my god, I'm going to be watching this conversation in the hall between Loki and Mobius over and over, because I love every part of it. The panicking, the teasing, the touching, the making each other feel better. Just the entire debriefing, reuniting conversation is EVERYTHING to me right now.

"In order to do that I need a Loki Who Remains." I love this

"I have no memory of having my memory wiped." Mobius. This is Catherine Tate on Nevermind the Buzzcocks telling David Tennant "I don't know songs I've never heard of" solidarity [I understand I'm making obscure 13+ year old references but this quote lives in my head rent free]

Ugh I HATE time travel. But it makes sense why his name is OB now. Also his door is a circle.

OB IF YOU KILL LOKI I WILL END YOUR CUTE BESPECTACLED FACE FASTER THAN YOU CAN SAY "No...wait."

OB IF YOU KILL MOBIUS I WILL PERSONALLY FLAY THE SKIN FROM YOUR OWN BONES

Mobius writing "skin" into the dust on the computer lololololol

WHY DOES THIS KEEP HAPPENING JUST LET LOKI CONFESS

OB I'M GOING TO KICK YOUR ASS IF ONE OF THESE BOYS EVEN SEEMS TO DIE AT THE END OF THIS EP

HOW IS HE GONNA HOOF IT BACK IF HE CAN BARELY CRAWL [I started getting really stressed at this point. It's pretty much caps lock from here on out.]

OH MY GOD OH MY GOD WE'RE GONNA END THIS EPISODE WITH MO BITING IT AND THEN LOKI FIXES IT IN EP TWO AND BRINGS HIM BACK

OR LOKI BITES IT AND THE OTHER WAY HAPPENS

THERE'S ELEVEN MINUTES LEFT BUT I DON'T TRUST MARVEL NOT TO MAKE ELEVEN MINUTES OF CREDITS

MARVEL DON'T MAKE ME CHECK OFF THE CRYING BOX [on the Bingo Card] ON EPISODE ONE

MARVEL

I WON'T BE ABLE TO SLEEP

MARVEL

LOKI

MOBIUS

LOKI

MOBIUS

SYLVIE MY DARLING MY PERFECT LOVE THANK YOU OH MY GOD

How wild is it that Loki comes flying back from the jaws of death itself and saves Mobius from getting his skin ripped off and they land on the floor of the TVA in each other's arms, and the first thing Loki does is bring up his ex-girlfriend [I wouldn't classify Sylvie as this, but I'm being tongue-in-cheek, and Mobius did accuse Loki of falling for himself in season 1, so]

OKAY BUT I WAS RIGHT THAT WAS SYLVIE AT THE BEGINNING [Before you reply, remember I can't respond to those, and also I forgot that was the past and at the end Loki's in the future. HOWEVER, I do still think that was Sylvie at the beginning.]

SHE IS IN BROXTON HELL YEAH WHOEVER FIGURED THAT OUT (I don't remember who that was) FOUR FOR YOU HOLY SHIT

Oh Sylvie :(((

[positively--speculative]

One thing white IWTV fandom will not do is take this character Lestat away from me lol. Like, his white fandom is so insufferable with their brainrotted takes and their desire to make a horrible character 'good actually.' The moment anyone shows enjoyment for the character he actually is, they throw their little tantrums and make it everyone else's problem. But they're not going to keep me from enjoying him as the little bitch he is lmao.

[tsuntsunfangirl]

me, coming from a very busy real-life event, and also drowning in paper work, health documents, and actual day work:

me: *goes on facebook*

facebook:

me:

me: WHY THE FUCK IS THIS BASTARD HAUNTING ME EVEN ON FACEBOOK--

me: wtf is going on in disney+... *opens app*

me: ah.

[worstloki]

Also OUUUGHHHHH fics where thor is the thing loki needs protection from im screaming rhey tug my heartstrings so heard they could be used as violin strings

YESS so true xx

[anukulee]

Surprise (pt 1)

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A/N: I will warn you the relationship protrayed here isn't the most healthy relationship. I wouldn't make this to be a role model relationship since some it honestly may scream red flags. Not because Loki abuses her or she abuses him in any way just how stubborn these two can be and how angry filled it can get. So be warned this isn't a fluff relationship nor my happy bickering couples but a couple who does bicker but can be far more angry then usual. 

Loki god of mischief had a nasty habit of faking his death in order to get out of situations especially when it came in regards to his enemies. He had been in the mess of dealing with a particularly pesky one, when he thought what better way but to fake his death, so he could regroup. An idea he had failed to mention to anyone before doing so, as this itself would lead into trouble....

The last thing Loki remembered was being pulled into a bag, this was a feat that was uncommon, for being to sneak up on Loki of all people was something that very few could tell at least while living. Before Loki could even attempt to summon his daggers he was already pulled into a bag, and was soon faced with only darkness. Loki had assumed it had been his most recent enemy, so when Loki allowed his eyes to flutter upon he found himself tied up in chains he wasn't surprised. While some would panic at the idea of being chained up. This wasn't the first time Loki had been chained up, after all being the god of mischief Loki was quite familar with chains in both mischief and other times. But that was neither here or there first thing he needed to do was figure out where he was and who had him. As Loki tried to think through his list of many enemies elimating the ones who were no longer with them including Thanos, and a few others who had attempted unspeakable things. Including trying to pull off being the god of mischief. Loki hadn't been thinking long when the door opened, and rather be faced with an enemy Loki was faced with someone unexpected. As he allowed his features to form into a grin. 

"Surprise," was the first thing that Loki uttered upon Iris entrance into the room. The first thing he felt through was something being tossed at his head, the first thing he saw aside from an item being tossed at his head was the look that Iris wore could rival even his, as her eyes seemed to almost glow, the same eyes that would glow so happily were now glaring daggers at him. The brows that he loved to kiss while she was frustrated as she would somtimes try to swat him off as she insisted that this was a serious discussion. Yet with each word she would utter he would plant another kiss on her brows. Yet rather then the bit of her eyes holding amusement and even fondness, her eyes were still pointing daggers at him, as her brows were very much up. 

 "What the norns Laufeyson," Iris uttered her voice almost growling at the words. Upon hearing this Loki winched a little knowing he was in some real deep trouble. For as long as he had known her, she never called him Odinson,  as he prefered to take Frigga's name, yet in anger she would his biological name as another way to show how unamused at him she was. Loki knew if Iris was using Laufey's name that she was beyond angry. Loki tried to think of a solution with his usual silver tongue. Yet he didn't have much time before Iris had something else to say. "I swear if you try to excuse yourself, so help me. I will have Strange drop you in a portal again."

Loki took this moment to let out a light chuckle something that wasn't the best move given the gravity of what was happening. "As if that second rate wizard could."

 "He did it before, and I am sure he wouldn't mind doing it again."

 "Because he got lucky that's all," Loki said his words only making things worse.

As the daggers Iris was giving only seemed to get deadlier. "If you are so confident then you wouldn't mind me roping in Wanda to help."

  "So what as if Maximoff couldn't hold me down for long. Not before I get out of these." Loki thrusting his chest showing off his chains.

 "She won't be the only one through."

"While you are strong not even you could hold me down long enough for you to find somewhere to daggle me."

 "Perhaps, but with me and Wanda holding you down. Then Strange could easily drop you through a portal. Or if you would prefer being daggled that would work too."

 "With whose help last I checked the wizard, Maximoff, and you aren't able to mutitask when focused on one thing."

 "You honestly would underestimate me darling of all people?"

 "I never said that I just think you maybe over estimating our allies skills."

 "I am perfectly aware of our allies skills. So aware that I am sure Peter could string me up a nice bit of web to hold you over, all chained up, and as mentioned before you could be dropped and left to fall."

 "And the other option if I choose not to take it?"

 "Simple we could leave you to daggle for a nice long while."

  "You wouldn't. My brother wouldn't allow me to daggle for so long," Loki protested, as he was quickly running out of options. Thor was very much his last resort other then Iris. For whenever Thor found out Loki used him he would bring Loki into his arms and give him a bone crushing bear hug stating I love you too brother. The bruises that were left on Loki from the tightness of Thor's squeeze were ones that lasted at least a day. For when it came to Loki, Thor seemed to forget his strength with all the time spent around humans.

 "Already using Thor? You must be truly desperate to already be on him."

 "Who says I am? After all he is my brother."

 "Yes, but as you say adoptive."

 "We may not be related by blood, but that doesn't mean he isn't my brother."

 "How convinent that you use that card on me now."

 "Card I don't know what you are talking about darling?"

 "Don't you?"

 "No, I think in my absence you have become delirious."

 "Well if I am so delusional I am sure you wouldn't mind Thor leaving Stormbreak with you for a little while at least until I become less delirious. Remember how heavy Mjolnir was? Now imagine that but at least double. But since I am  so delirious I suppose Thor can handle your punishment while I recover."

 "Why would that happen," Loki asked as he began to get nervous over the thought of Stormbreak on his chest. While Loki was a man who feared few things the list of things he disliked, through topping the list was handling Stormbreak, and falling through one of Strange portals.

 "Because if you recall last time you choose to fake your death without telling us Thor said that he would be in charge of your punishent next time around. So since I am so delirious then your brother can handle your punishment. But not to worry it wouldn't be that bad."

 "You wouldn't," Loki uttered as he tried to move, but it was then when Loki was reminded he was in chains. Making his movement very much restricted. As he fall flat upon his face upon moving.

Upon hearing this Iris edged closer as she brought Loki's chair up as her eyes now met his. "Try me."

 "Fine, I give what do you want?"

 "Maybe a little warning next time you decided to fake your death."

 "I didn't think of that."

 "Clearly always so perceptive of everyone else."

 "Well darling I did have so matters to handle."

Hearing this didn't seem to calm Iris now in fact it only served to make her mood worse."Speak of those matters when the hela were you going to tell me that you had a problem?!"

 "After I handled it of course."

 "YOU MEAN AFTER YOU CHOOSE TO FAKE YOUR DEATH AGAIN!" Iris voice was very much raised as with each word Loki said only seemed to make things worse and anger Iris more. Reminding Loki of why she was named goddess angry, rage, and revenge. As her wrath rivaled even the gods especially in matters concerning Loki. It had been such a thing that even Odin was in awe of how much anger one mortal could direct. Her powers were ones while rooted in psychic like Maximoff couldn't extend to as much chaos as Wanda's could. Through it didn't mean that Iris was weak by any means, for Iris was far darker then Wanda, it was often Iris who would people up and tossing them if need be, even going so far as to invaiding their minds further then Wanda would. If need be she could inflict far more damage in the mind rather then just scratch the surface as Wanda was. The reason for this despite her being a little younger then Wanda, Iris trained more intensely in Hydra methods, extending both her powers uses, not to mention she was taken at least six months to a year after Wanda and Pietro escaped.

 "Would it help if I told you I was going to tell you....," Loki said unable to finish before Iris had something else.

 "If you say after I swear to Hela, her rage won't compare to mine. So if I were you rather then talk I would shut up for once and listen."

 "Shutting up," Loki said not wanting to provake Iris even further.

 "While I am very still much angry you faked your death again. I am choosing to ignore that due to the fact you wouldn't tell me your damn wife of any of it choosing to hide it instead like a coward."

Hearing the word coward sent something in Loki almost like a survial instinct from the years of facing Odin wrath. Despite their many squablings, bickering matches, and fights they had never been like this. Despite both Loki and Iris being the two most stubborn people alive it was never this much. Due to Loki usually giving Iris a heads up before doing so. This time hadn't been like that through. "Coward me?"

 "Yes."

 "SAY THAT AGAIN," Loki nearly growled. Rather then thinking this through Iris didn't, she was made the goddess of rage for a reason.

 "GLADLY COWARD!"

 "SO THAT'S THE WAY IT'S GOING TO BE!"

 "YES!"

 "GOOD BECAUSE I WILL SHOW YOU I AM NO COWARD," Loki growled as he figeted with his restraints.

 "GO RIGHT AHEAD BECAUSE TO ME SOMEONE WHO WASN'T A COWARD WOULDN'T MAKE THEIR WIFE WORRIED SICK ABOUT WHETHER THEY WERE ALIVE OR NOT! TIME AFTER TIME! SOMEONE WHO WASN'T A COWARD WOULDN'T HAVE TO FAKE THEIR DEATH ALL THE TIME! LEAVING THE WIFE TO DEAL WITH THEIR MESS! AND MOST OF ALL IF THEY DID THEY WOULD AT LEAST TELL THEIR WIFE WHAT'S GOIN ON RATHER THEN LEAVE HER TO MOURN HIM! UNTIL THEY FIND OUT FROM THEIR SISTER IN LAW AND HEIMDALL THAT YOU NEVER DIED! SERIOUSLY DON'T YOU GET HOW HEARTBROKEN I WAS WHEN I HEARD THE NEWS ONLY TO FIND OUT YOU HAD FAKED YOUR DEATH YET AGAIN!?!?!?"

 As Loki tried to get out of his restraints, Iris kept glaring daggers at him. Through upon hearing what Iris had to say Loki wasn't one to let quiet overtake anything even a fight. As he tried to do two things at once. "WELL MAYBE I DID THAT SO I WOULDN'T WORRY YOU SO SOON AFTER OUR MARRIAGE!"

 "YOU ACT AS IF YOU DON'T WORRY ME EVERYDAY!"

 "WHY I AM A GOD I CAN HANDLE MYSELF!"

 "I KNOW BUT WHAT IF ONE DAY THEY GET CLOSE LIKE THANOS DID!?! WHAT IF YOU HADN'T MANAGED TO STALL HIM OR ONE OF STRANGE VISIONS CAME TRUE AND YOU DIED?!"

"BUT THEY DIDN'T NOT WITH THANOS AND NOT THIS TIME EITHER! SO I DON'T SEE THE PROBLEM!"

 "OF COURSE YOU DON'T BECAUSE YOU ARE USE TO BEING A GOD, BUT I AM NOT! WHAT IF IT HAPPENED ON A DIFFENT DAY?! WHAT IF THEY KNEW YOU WEREN'T DEAD!? WHAT IF WE COULDN'T HANDLE THEM?! IF YOU CHANGE ANYTHING WOULD YOU HAVE STILL LIVED THIS TIME?!?"

"I DON'T KNOW!"  "EXCATLY YOU DON'T KNOW YOU MAYBE A GOD BUT THAT DOESN'T MEAN YOU ARE INVINSABLE! YOU CAN STILL DIE IN BATTLE IF YOU HIT HARD ENOUGH!"

 "I WOULDN'T HAVE LET THEM GET THAT FAR!"

 "SO YOU CLAIM BUT WHAT IF THEY WERE AS STRONG AT HELA!?! WHEN YOU WENT TO SEEK HER WHILE ODIN WAS IN ODIN SLEEP, SHE BROKE MJOLNIR AS IF IT WAS NOTHING!"

"SHE GOT LUCKY BECAUSE WE DIDN'T KNOW HER STRENGTH!"

 "AND WHAT IF THEY GET AS LUCKY?! WHAT WILL YOU DO THEN? YOU CAN'T FAKE YOUR DEATH FOREVER!"

 "I WILL FIGURE IT OUT!"

 "WILL YOU TELL ME OR WILL YOU LEAVE ME TO WORRY AGAIN!"  "I DON'T WHY YOU ARE ACTING THIS WAY YOU KNEW WHAT YOU WERE GETTING INTO WHEN YOU MARRIED ME!"

 "YOU THINK I DON'T KNOW THAT IS WHY I AM WORRIED!"  "WHY?!"  "BECAUSE IF YOU DIE WHAT DO I DO?! JUST LIVE AS A GODDESS FOR 5,000 YEARS WITHOUT MY HUSBAND AND THE REASON I BECAME A GODDESS?!"

"I WOULDN'T DO THAT TO YOU!"

 "BECAUSE YOU CAN CONTROL WHAT THE FATES HAVE IN STORE FOR YOU!"  "NO BUT..."  "BUT NOTHING! THIS IS WHAT I MEAN YOU WOULD RATHER FIGURE OUT EXCUSES THEN TALK TO ME! AND I AM DONE WITH IT FIGURE OUT YOUR OWN STUFF BECAUSE YOU MAY NOT HAVE ME TO DEAL WITH ANYMORE!"

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN BY THAT?!"  "I MEAN YOU MAY NOT HAVE A WIFE TO COME BACK TO AT THE END OF THIS!"  "YOU WOULD LEAVE ME?!"  "I WOULD PREFER NOT TO WORRY MYSELF TO DEATH SO IF THAT IS WHAT IT WILL TAKE SO BE IT!"

Loki had been wanting to ask for help to get out of this but seeing how angry she was it may not be the best idea to do it. "I..."

"I NOTHING! AND YOU WILL NOT ASK ME FOR HELP BECAUSE I AM NOT GIVING IT NOT THIS TIME! NOW IF YOU DON'T MIND I WOULD RATHER NOT SEE YOUR FACE RIGHT NOW! COME FIND ME WHEN YOU ARE WANT TO FIGURE THIS OUT BECAUSE I AM NOT DOING IT THIS TIME," Iris cried as she used the door and slammed it shut on her way out as the door went off it's handles. Leaving Loki to try and wiggle out of his restraints for who knows how long. After what felt like forever the fates decided to taught Loki as soon Tony choose to walk in. Despite Tony's and Loki relationship improving since New York he still managed to push Loki's buttons like no other. While Loki found it very attractive on his wife, with Tony it was far more annoying then even attractive. 

"Stark," Loki said allowing the name to slip from his lips. As he tried to get himself up and look as if he wasn't struggling mere moments before. 

 "Nice to see you too reindeer games. Trouble in pardise I see?"

 "Shouldn't you be up with your wife and child rather then here?"

 "I thought I should pay a visit to everyone before our next get together."

 "Then shouldn't you be finding someone else aside me to visit?"

 "Perhaps but they wouldn't be as fun as you reindeer games."

 "I wear horns one time and I never hear the end of it."

 "Still trying to change the subject I see."

 "Says who?"

 "Me because unlike you I am not in a fight with my wife."

 "Who said we were in a fight?"

 "Strange when he called me to report that someone recently visited his Sanctorum to go somewhere else."

 "So what it could be some else."

 "So anyone could look excatly like your wife? My my reindeer games," Tony said as a smirk began to cross his features only serving to annoy Loki even further.

 "Fine, if you insist on pestering then I will say Iris and I are having some diffculties."

 "Oh now was that so hard?"

An animalistic growl escaped Loki lips one that would be far more threatening if he wasn't occupied by the chains around him. "Say another word Stark and..."

 "What you will have my head, or my suit perhaps? We've been through this before so why not skip the bickering and get to it already?"

 "You are being quite cocky considering you are a mere mortal."

 "A mortal who kicked your ass when you tried to take over Earth."

 "That was your friend Banner's doing had it not been for him. You likely wouldn't be alive to be bragging."

"So you say. But do you know what I think?"

 "What do you think Stark because haven't you tested my patients enough?"

 "No and I think you wouldn't have done it."

 "Done what?"

 "Killed us."

 "And why is that? Because even without Thano's inflence I still would've shown no mercy on you if you had gotten in my way."

 "Perhaps or maybe you are just all bark and no bite," Tony teased.

 "You are lucky you have a cute kid and that I am tied up at the moment or..."

 "Or what?"

 "You dare question me?"

 "Doesn't your wife do that all the time?"

 "If all you have come to do is to taunt me more with mentions of my wife then you can stop Anthony or I might be sending your remains to your loved ones."

 "You wouldn't dare."

 "Wouldn't I," Loki asked as his gaze went to a dark look through if one were to look closer they wouldn't see pure blood lust more rage then anything else.

 "You wouldn't because while you maybe mencing and in your words burdened with glorious purpose I happen to think you love your wife too much to kill her closest friends."

 "Her closest friends happen to be Maximoff and Strange, not you Anthony so you will have to try again."

 "Fine, if I can get you out of those chains will you stop and listen to me for once reindeer games before you do something you regret."

 "Listen to you? And what advice do you have to give to me?!"

 "Considering I've been in a relationship for over 13 years I would say I have plenty advice to give."

 "Didn't I hear you and Mrs. Peppers were on and off again for a while there?"

 "Must you do this now when I am trying to help?"

 "Always," Loki remarked as he flashed his famous Loki smirk. 

Upon seeing this Tony allowed his eyes to roll at Loki's direction. "Anyways before you interupted me. I was going to tell you that whatever Iris thought she might've not been out of line."

 "And what would you know what Iris thought Anthony?"

 "Knowing you I am guessing this has something to do with you faking your death once again."

 "How do you," was all Loki could get out before he was treated to one of Tony's cocky smirks.

 "Who do you think helped catch you off guard? Or who sent the telportantion that brought you back here? Not to mention create the chains that are currently holding you?"

 "It was you?"

 "Who else?"

 "Why?"

 "Because I was bored and I happen to like seeing you like this reindeer games."

 "Clearly now is there anything else you have to say? Or are you going to get me out of here?"

 "All in due time but listen for once."

 "Fine."

"Glad to see we are on the same page finally."

 "Yes, yes just get onto it. Not all of us are you Anthony and have time to waste."

 "I know aren't I lucky?"

 "It is a wonder Mrs. Pepper puts up with you."

 "You act as if I don't please my wife."

 "Must you go there? I would prefer not to think about your activies."

 "Considering it payback for some of the times I walked into something I would rather not see."

 "At least we weren't in the middle of it."

 "Not helping."

 "I never said I would."

 "As I was saying before we got off discussing your mating habits. You tendency of faking your death is likely a rift in your marriage."

 "And if you were right what great advice would you give me oh great Stark."

 "Oh great Stark,” Tony started to say, his hand up, before he put it down to finish his thought. “Actually never mind, I think I like the name."

 "Cocky as ever?"

 "Like you are any different reindeer games. Now as I was saying your tendency to fake death likely can be a strain on your loved ones."

 "Thor has no problem with it."

 "Because I am sure he has had to deal with you doing this for years, but if you remember Iris is still new to this."

"And this matters why?"

 "It matters because she worries about you."

 "Something I don't want her to be. It's why I didn't tell her."

 "Yes and while that is nice in theory. It's only theory because she is going to worry about you. She is your wife which is already a big deal, but add up the god with many enemies part I am surprised she hasn't had a heart attack."

 "Gods don't typically die from that more sickness, low health or often in battle."

 "That isn't point of this."

"And the point of this talk of ours is what again?"

 "To stop worrying your wife."

"But she didn't do this when we were dating."

 "Oh she did you just didn't see it."

 "So she hide this from me?"

 "Yes."

"Why?"

 "Because she knew as a mortal it came with dating a god."

 "And what makes now different?"

 "You made her a goddess did you not?"

 "Yes but I don't see how that matters."

 "You know for such a smart person you are sometimes not that smart."

 "Rude."

 "I am sure Iris covered it in your fight. She has never had trouble speaking her mind before. Just think back because I am not going to connect all the dots for you," Tony said as he rubbed his fingers against his head. Growing tired of this talk as he started to figet around to see if he had the key to unlock the chains. Only to be reminded it was in the car that was locked. "And while do that I'm going to work on getting you out of here."

 "Wait you don't have a key."

 "Hey don't point this at me. It's your own fault for not talking with your wife."

Just as Loki was about to say something else, Tony used this moment to sneak out in search of either a key or at the very least a laser to get Loki out. During this Loki had plenty of time to think as with each thought and repeat of what had happened with Iris all he could think of how much of a fool that he had been. Little did he know he wasn't the only one thinking such thoughts.....

A/N:Yes, a cliff hanger because this is already 10 pages long and honestly I can't drag this out for 15 pages for one chapter. Instead I leave you all to wait *evil laugh*. I was heard the song above and was like I should do something and post a chapter! Thus how this chapter was born now that is all said and done I will see you all next chapter.

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[kiki-strike]

my last two braincells after being forced to do a triggering chore

[frzntrx]

Okay but hear me out:

KAnthony, but make it Frozentricks

[motoristadameianoite]

ok….i liked it…..!

[holdmytesseract]

When a God Loves a Woman

☆ The Baby Fever AU ☆

Loki x Y/N (Pre-Relationship)

Summary: Loki and you get paired up on a mission, much to the god's dismay - but not because he doesn't like you, no... Quite the opposite. He's hopelessy in love with you. How is he supposed to get through this mission?

Warnings: Loki being a cute idiot in love, pining/bit of mutual pining, a few suggestive things, fluff, swear words, thirst? short mention of weapons? short mention of drugs, mentions of a w*nst - blink and you'll miss it

Word Count: 5,5k

a/n: This is a request from my wonderful friend @fictive-sl0th ! 🥰❤️ I hope you are going to like it - and everybody else, of course as well! 😁

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"No. Absolutely not," Loki stated; crossing his arms over his chest. Tony blinked in disbelief. "What does that mean 'No'? Are you kidding me, Laufeyson?" The god squinted his eyes at his 'team colleague'.

"You must be deaf - or stupid, metal man... Perhaps even both. No... I said no." Tony growled; was already annoyed. "Thin ice, Reindeer Games, thin ice." The billionaire took a few threatening steps closer. "Listen. I don't care what you want, princess. You are the one who needs to prove himself to Fury, S.H.I.E.L.D - and basically the whole world. So if you don't want to end up home and get send into a cell by daddy, you should cooperate now." Loki's jaw clenched; knowing that Tony was unfortunately right. "I'm calling the shots at this mission - which needs to be a success, and if I'm telling you to team up with Y/L/N, then you're going to fucking do it. Are we clear?"

The god was positively fuming with anger - and despair (which Tony didn't notice). "Yes," he hissed. If looks could kill...

It's not that Loki didn't want to team up with you. In fact, he wanted nothing more in his life - and exactly that was the problem. About a year had passed now since he'd been sentenced to prove himself worthy and make up for the chaos he had caused. He became an Avenger - no matter if he liked it or not. It was his only chance to escape the dungeons on Asgard.

It had been a bitter pill for the god to swallow; without a doubt.

Earning the team's trust wasn't easy. Everybody despised him; was suspicious - except you. From the first day he arrived at the Avengers compound, you tried your best to give him a warm welcome. You were nice, kind and sweet. At first, Loki didn't like this at all; thought it was just a fake show you put on. A little game you played or something. After all, why should you have mercy? Why would you accept him? It simply couldn't be.

So, Loki pushed you aside - several times; cold-shouldered you. But you stayed stubborn and continued to treat him friendly - like he deserved and didn't let yourself get shoved away by the god for long. It took a lot of time (and energy), but at some point Loki realised that your intentions were pure. You really meant it. He realised, that you gave him something what nobody else did... A second chance. And from then on, he let you in. Step by step, of course, and slow, but he did.

He talked more to you, spent more time with you, trained together with you - and at some point it came how it had to come... Loki fell in love. Hard. Something he wasn't willing to admit, of course. Norns, he'd rather die than admitting that he fell in love with a Midgardian woman. He also didn't want a single soul to get a whiff of this, so his mission was to keep it a secret - no matter what it took.

The problem was, that preserving this secret turned out to be more difficult than Loki thought. It wasn't easy for him to keep his cool around you; given the fact that he didn't feel this kind of love for ages. By Odin's beard, he felt like a lovestoned teenager! Therefore, he tried to avoid being too close to you - not always successfully, though...

"Good boy."

Tony's words brought Loki back down to earth; out of his head. He clenched his jaw. The anger flooding through his veins was back. Full force - but nevertheless, he tried to control his temper and keeping his mouth shut.

"Why don't you like to be in a team with Y/N anyway? I thought you two get along quite well - or did I misinterpret the situation? Do you have a problem with her?" Tony asked suspiciously. Loki blinked. "No, I-" Before he could say something he'd regret later, the warning bells in his head started to ring at a deafening volume; causing his brain to switch into defence mode immediately.

"I mean yes. Yes. I don't like her. She's annoying me."

The billionaire frowned; crossing his arms over his chest. "You're confusing me, Reindeer Games. No, then yes. Geez, you're worse than a diva. Do you have a problem now with Y/N, or not?" Loki was a hairsbreadth away from grabbing Tony by the lapels of his shirt and throwing him against the nearby wall of the conference room.

"Yes," the god hissed. "I can't stand her." To say those words hurt him deeply; his heart wincing in pain - but for Loki, there was no other way.

"Well..." For a moment, Tony's expression was understanding and almost soft - but then he shrugged his shoulders. "Your problem. The teams are set. I don't care. Make it work." With those words and another shrug, the billionaire turned on his heels, walked away, "See you tomorrow, princess." and left the room.

Loki's eyes followed him, before he squeezed them shut; shaking his head. A sigh left his lips. "How foolish..." He mumbled. "How foolish of me to think Stark would cooperate." Running a hand through his raven curls, he returned to his room. Tomorrow was going to be a hard day for him...

The next day arrived way too quickly - and Loki had slept way too less and spent the whole day thinking about that damn mission, causing him to be the first to stand by the Quinjet; waiting for his 'team mates'. It was an awkward situation. Usually, he was never the first - except today.

Tony arrived only ten minutes later; a shit eating grin spreading over his whole face as he saw Loki. "Well, well... Eager, are we, Reindeer Games?" Loki just rolled his eyes; certainly didn't have the nerves for the billionaire's stupid little games.

"Mind your own business, Stark."

Tony sucked in a breath through his teeth. "Oooh and we're already in diva mode?" The god clenched his jaw; was about to say something not exactly nice to the billionaire, when a booming voice cut through the air. "Ahhh, brother!" It was Thor, of course.

The god walked over to Loki and Tony with a broad smile on his face. "Finally, the time has come! We're on a mission again together!" He said happily, giving Loki a harsh slap on the shoulder. Loki coughed, "Yes, brother, I am thrilled." and glared at Thor - who didn't even notice his younger sibling's discomfort.

"Ah! Don't fret, brother!" Loki rolled his eyes subtly; already questioning his life choices. But when he crossed his arms over his armour clad chest and slightly shook his head, the god's eyes suddenly caught a glimpse of somebody approaching the team. It was Natasha - and you. Loki's gaze immediately got stuck on you - against his will; eyes widening. "This is going to be..." Thor's words faded as Loki's mouth fell agape and suddenly the world seemed to turn in slow motion around him.

You walked casually beside the Widow; your Y/H/C untamed hair flying in the wind. Unlike Natasha, you wore a white and black body suit. Several pockets were attached to it. For comms, weapons and other gear. It was tactical and convenient, but also form-fitting and especially tight. It showed off your curves to perfection - and by the holy roots of Yggdrasil... You looked stunningly sexy. Not that Loki didn't see you before in your mission gear - but you had never worn something like that before.

"Norns, give me strength..." Loki whispered, before he was able to prevent it; attracting Thor's attention. "What did you just say, brother?" "Nothing!" Loki almost shouted in slight panic, before clearing his throat. Get a hold of yourself, Laufeyson!

"I mean... Nothing. I didn't say a word."

What the god didn't think of, was that his eyes were still locked on the beautiful woman only a few meters away from him - and Thor noticed; raised an suspicious eyebrow, as he followed Loki's gaze. "Um, brother, you're staring."

Fuck.

Loki's eyes widened even more; cheeks turning pink as he quickly pulled his gaze off you. "No, I'm not! You must be blind, brother! Or hallucinating!"

Thor wasn't stupid, though. He knew exactly what he saw - and Loki's reaction only proved his assumption to be right. The god said nothing, only smiled, before he went to greet his fellow team mates.

"Ah, greetings, Lady Romanoff and Lady Y/N!" Natasha gave him a smile and a nod. "Hey Thunderboy." You smiled and waved at him. "Hi Thor!" While the Black Widow went to join Tony already on the Quinjet, you walked up to the Asgardian princes - which caused Loki to get slightly nervous.

"Is that new a new armour I see on you, Lady Y/N?" You giggled; nodding. "It is. Nat told me to try something new and I needed anyway something more... functional, so... Do you like it?" You turned in a circle; showing off your new outfit - much to Loki's dismay. He felt his breath hitching in his throat; his chest seemingly growing tighter - just like the space within the front of his leather trousers.

By Odin's beard... How am I supposed to survive this mission?

"It suits you very well, Lady Y/N!" "Thanks, Thor." Then you turned to Loki. "How do you like it, Mischief?"

Like it? LIKE IT?! I love it. It makes me want to pin you against the wall of the Quinjet and ravish you right then and there.

"I agree with my brother."

"Thanks! Now, let's go, boys. I bet Tony's waiting already for us and we don't want to make our diva angry, do we?" You prompted; already entering the Quinjet - which caused the fabric of your suit to bend and stretch around certain body parts even more.

Shit...

You sat alone in a corner of the Quinjet; checking your weapons and mentally preparing yourself for the task ahead, since Tony had announced that you'd arrive soon. Then you heard steps approaching you. Familiar steps. You didn't even have to look up to check who it was. You knew.

"What's up, Nat?"

Your best friend sat down beside you. From the corner of your eye, you could see that she had already changed. A beautiful black, long-sleeved dress was hiding her catsuit underneath. She looked stunning - as always.

"He's into you."

You frowned immediately; were taken aback by the Widow's words. Nat was definitely not somebody who beat about the bush...

You looked up to face her; seeing her lips curled upwards in a smirk.

"W-What, I- Who?"

"Laufeyson." Natasha spoke out the god's name without even blinking; kind of shocking you.

"Whaaat?" You laughed; shaking your head. "No fucking way. I mean, yes, he probably likes my body - like the handsome naughty little shit he is, but that doesn't mean he likes me. Loki has a lot of women and men..." Natasha raised an accusing eyebrow. "Babes, no... Sorry to disappoint you, but Loki didn't have somebody in months."

You frowned. "How do you know that?" Your best friend shrugged her shoulders. "Bruce's apartment is across his and trust me, babe... I hear if he's giving somebody a really good time, 'cause fucking hell, he apparently does." You almost choked on your own spit by her words. "Nat! You cheeky minx!" Again you got just a shrug, accompanied by a grin.

"Okay, let's say you're right... That doesn't mean he's into me." The Russian beauty rolled her eyes. "Y/N... Sorry to say that, but... Are you blind? I don't mean what happened earlier. Sure, his eyes almost popped out of his head, seeing you like this - but that was just another proof." Now you were the one raising both your eyebrows.

"Another proof? What is that supposed to mean now?" Your best friend giggled; shaking her head. "You really didn't notice." "Notice what?" You asked almost desperately know. "The way he's looking at you? How his mood always seems to lift when you're in the room? He smiles - as soon as you're around him. The way he opens up to you? How kind he is to you?" You blinked; staring at your best friend.

"Uhhh, no? I, um, no..." "You should pay a bit more attention then," Nat said; winking. You were still a bit stunned and overwhelmed by those 'news'. That was never your intention. "I... I didn't mean to... I was just trying to be kind. I always knew there's more in Loki than just the bad guy everybody thinks he is. All I wanted was to give him what he deserves... A second chance and a way to proof everybody wrong."

The Widow smiled; placing a hand on your shoulder. "Well... It seems like you were successful in bringing out this other side of him. There is more. You were right about that. But it also seems like you tickled something else awake inside of him... Feelings." "Feelings?" "Feelings. That man is head over heels for you." You bit your lip. That wasn't what I wanted... "Are you sure?" Natasha stood up again, "To 100 per cent." and walked away with a smile; leaving you and your thoughts alone.

You sighed; leaning back against the wall. Your head hitting the metal with a soft thud. You couldn't help but to think about what Natasha said. He's into you. Perhaps it was true and your best friend right, but... What were you feeling? Was his love... requited?

You swallowed. Sure, he was the most handsome man you had ever laid eyes upon, with his long, raven curls, chiselled face and trained body. You loved his wit, how utterly charming he could be, how eloquent he was, how well-read, smart and his other-worldly humour. You liked to spent time with him and talk to him. You'd even go as far and say you were some kind of friends, but love? Not yet.

But when you closed your eyes and thought of Loki, you could easily picture a future with him as a couple - and who knew... Perhaps it was going to happen.

Okay, maybe you had a tiny crush on him.

"Alright. Everybody knows what to do. Let's get those documents, so we can finally make sure that this asshole gets behind bars," Tony spoke and everyone nodded.

The mission was... Well, you wouldn't exactly say easy, but with a good team perfectly manageable. The Avengers got the assignment to help the police to get one of the biggest drug dealers of America - and literally the whole world finally behind bars. Bernardi had always managed to slip the F.B.I through their fingers the past years. Now it had to end - and it was going to.

Today was a big gala in New Haven, Connecticut - the best chance to get Bernardi. But to finally convict him, important documents of the next big drug deal were needed - and they laid safely in a safe in his security monitored and secured suite in the big building, where also the gala took place.

The plan? Tony was going to hack the security camera systems, to make you and Loki - who were going to sneak through the ventilation shafts of the building and actually 'steal' the documents. Nat was going to attend the gala with Thor as her backup and caused distraction - if needed. This time, it was no 'going like a bull at a gate' task. It was no big fight or war. It was some kind of movie like spy mission - and you were hyped.

You didn't understand first, why Tony hadn't sent you and Nat to get the documents, but then you realised that Loki and Thor probably weren't the best duo to attend the gala together. Their cover would probably blow up faster than Tony's patience...

"Y/N, are you coming?" The soft, low timbre of Loki urged to your ears; causing you to blink and snap out of your thoughts. "On my way." You checked if you had everything you needed, then joined your team mate. "Ready, partner?" Loki smiled; gesturing for you to walk down the ramp of the Quinjet. "Lead the way, milady."

Tony had given you the exact positions, coordinates and maps. Loki 'was just your helper' - like the billionaire put it and 'had to follow your orders'.

You sneaked around the big building at the dead of night; looking for the exit of the ventilation shafts. You were quick to find the exact one Tony told you to find and quietly removed the grid, while Loki's eyes scanned the area for any 'intruders'.

"Let's go." You grabbed Loki's attention with your words; nodding towards the ventilation shaft. Just when you were about to climb inside, Loki stopped you. "Y/N, wait! I, uh, I think I should go first." You turned to face him; looking a bit confused. "Why? That wouldn't make sense, Mischief. I have the maps. I know where to go. That's why I..." You climbed inside the ventilation shaft. "... go first. Now come!" Unbeknownst to you, squeezed Loki his eyes shut; face scrunching. "Loki!" "Coming!"

He sighed, then followed you. It was dark inside, of course, but you had your torch and Loki, well, his seidr. Nevertheless, the light source in addition with his position gave Loki the perfect view of your ass; sending shivers down the god's spine. Exactly what he wanted to prevent. Sure, he enjoyed the view, but it was also torturous. You were close and yet so far. "Norns... Can this evening get any worse?" He mumbled underneath his breath, while crawling behind you. "What did you say?"

"Oh, nothing!"

After crawling through the tight, dark space and crossing endless corners for what felt like eternity, you finally announced that you and Loki had reached the destination - the tenth floor of the building.

"Oh!" You abruptly stopped; causing Loki to almost bump head first in your bottom - head first. "What?" "I think we made it. According to Tony's plans, this must be the exit we have to take. The tenth floor." "Let us do that then. My knees hurt." You giggled; working on getting the hatchway open. "Not used to kneel a lot, are we?" "Sounds like you are." Loki answered dryly, without even blinking - and your jaw almost dropped. A blush creeping up your cheeks. He just couldn't help himself. You had given him the perfect opportunity.

"No! I-I mean... I do a lot of work on missions which affords... Kneeling and crawling." The god nodded, but gave you a cheeky smile. "Sure, Y/N. I do kneel from time to time, too."

Gods... You felt the heat in your cheeks increasing, so you busied yourself even more with the hatchway - and to your sheer relief it clicked open mere seconds later. Carefully, you peeked out; head first, looking for any signs of security guards. "Not a single soul to be seen. The coast is clear." You sat up; ready to jump, when your partner stopped you for the second time. "Allow me to go first this time." "Alright." Loki jumped and you followed; the hatchway falling close behind you.

The hallway you had landed in was big with white, clean walls and a black tiled floor. It reminded you of a hotel, but also didn't look like such at all.

"Where to now, milady?" Loki whispered; just in case. "We have to find Bernardi's room," you answered in a hushed voice; pointing down the hallway. "This way." The god nodded; following close behind. So, you sneaked down the hallways; crossing each corner carefully. Another look on the map told you that you weren't far from your destination, when you suddenly heard voices - and they came from behind you.

"Securityguards!" You whisper-yelled at Loki, who looked surprisingly just as panicky as you did. Well, after all you were in a hallway... Not exactly many opportunities to hide there. Loki was about to just teleport you somewhere else, but before he could make use of his magic, you had reacted faster and literally shoved him inside a little broom closet you had spotted mere seconds ago. With one hand clasped over his mouth, the other gripping the lapels of his leather coat tightly and your back stemmed against the door, you hid away from the nearing threat. It caught Loki completely off-guard of course, but he found himself once more enjoying the situation. Your touch. The roughness of it. He liked it.

Once you were sure he wouldn't make a single sound, you let go of him. "Sorry. I just had to make sure that-" "I know," he interrupted you, nodding. You nodded back at him; staying quiet. You had to wait until the security men passed. Unfortunately, though, the broom closet was everything but spacious. Quite the opposite... tiny. And with cleaning supplies all around the two of you, it was a really tight fit. So tight, that body contact was inevitable. Your chest almost touched his. You were so close, you could feel his minty breath on your face. Loki's chiselled bone structure looked even more handsome from this point of view - and dear god, had he always smelled that good? Like a mix out of leather, blood oranges and charred wood? You couldn't explain why, but it smelt so comfortable to you. So rich and musky, yet sweet.

You closed your eyes for a second and took a deep breath. Focus, Y/N, focus.

Unbeknownst to you, Loki had the exact same problem; struggling even harder. His hands almost trembled from holding back from touching you. He would've loved to just kiss you right here and now; your scent intoxicating him. But he couldn't, and he knew that.

"I think we're good to go," you breathed out then; slowly lurking through the crack of the door. "Come."

Loki had noticed the slight tremble in your voice - and it sparked something inside him... Hope. Perhaps he had a chance to win your heart. A chance he never thought he had. And maybe, just maybe he shouldn't see this mission as a burden, but as the first shot he could shoot.

Loki knew that women liked to be wooed. So, he decided to try to impress you. After all, he had conquered already a lot of hearts. He knew how it worked. But you... You were different. You had conquered his heart first - and you didn't even know it.

Wordlessly, the god followed you, until you had reached Bernardi's room. A complicated lock adorned the door. Easy access? No chance. "Alright," you stated; switching on your communication device. "Tony. We're standing in front of the room. Pick the lock." The billionaire answered immediately. "Consider it done, Y/N." "Perfect."

Tony's 'consider it done' took longer than you anticipated... Almost fifteen minutes had ticked by and the electric lock still hadn't moved an inch.

"Hey Tony, what's taking so long?" "It's more complicated than I thought. Give me another minute."

And even another minute wasn't enough. So slowly, Loki grew impatient. After all was the risk very high of getting caught by security guards any momenr. Rolling his eyes, he stepped over to the door and placed his hand on the lock. "Loki? What are you doing?" You asked, eyes widening. "Unlocking this damn lock." You blinked. "And, uh, how?" The god gave you a smirk; "Seidr, darling." winking.

Not even a second after he said that, a green cloud enveloped the lock - and it clicked open. Your jaw dropped. "Woah... That's... That's pretty cool."

Step one of impressing Y/N: Done.

"Tony, we got it." "Yes, I can see that... How?!" You smiled; following Loki inside the room. "Mischief." You could practically hear how Tony rolled his eyes at your answer.

After tiptoeing through the big, spacious room and 'stealing' the documents like professionals; you and your partner left again, as if nothing happened. Loki even managed to fix the lock with his magic.

"Let's get out of here, shall we?" You nodded; checking your watch. "We should, yes. The 10 o'clock patrol will pass this hallway in exact... ten minutes. Either we hurry, or tell Thor and Nat to distract them." "I know I have no say in this mission, but I would recommend option two, Y/N. Better safe than- uh... How's this Midgardian saying going again?" You giggled - music to Loki's ears. "Better be safe than sorry." "That's it, yes. Thank you." "I guess you're right... Nat, can you hear me?" "Loud and clear, babes." "Perfect. Can you and Thor distract the 10 o'clock patrol up here? We won't make it in time." "Sure thing!"

Well, unfortunately, it turned out they couldn't...

Just as the two of you rounded the corner into the hallway of the ventilation shaft, rounded a group of five security guards the other corner. You and Loki stopped immediately in your track; standing like frozen to the ground. "Well... Now we have a problem." The guards noticed you, of course, immediately. One of them gave you an angry look. "Indeed we have," the bulky man snarled; switching on his walkie-talkie. "We have intruders on the tenth floor. Most likely burglars; calling for back-up." "Understood, Sir. Back-up is on the way."

Now you were really fucked.

You sighed; cracking your neck and prepared to fight. "Guess we'll have to-" That was the moment Loki had waited for. The ultimate chance to impress you. His hand on your arm interrupted you; pulling you gently behind himself. "Stay behind me, darling. I am going to take care of this little... issue." Loki stepped slowly forwards - like a wolf stalking its prey; read to fight, when suddenly something caught his attention... A small loudspeaker box hanging high up in the corner where both hallways met.

Smiling mischievously; he snapped his fingers. Let's put on a little show for the lady.

The security guards didn't know what was coming their way. Especially not as 'Holding Out for a Hero' by Bonnie Tyler started to echo through the empty hallways. And before any of them could react, Loki had already started his attack. Unlucky for the men, they were just as surprised and kind of shocked how you were. The god moved gracefully; dodging here a kick and there a punch. The security guards didn't stand a single chance. Not even the back-up - and by the end of the song, Loki had knocked out every single man who had stood in his way.

You just stood there; mouth agape and not quite knowing what to do or think. Loki though, had a victorious, smug and self-confident smirk on his face. Running a hand smoothly through his black curls, he leaned casually against the wall. "There we go. They won't bother us anymore."

Loki didn't quite know what he anticipated of your reaction. A nervous smile perhaps. Reddened cheeks or a impressed facial expression - but he certainly didn't anticipated what came his way... "Umm... Thank you? But I could've taken care of them as well. I know, uh, how to fight."

The god had a hard time hiding the shock on his face. And the embarrassment, which followed only a few seconds later. She didn't like it. She thinks I'm stupid. I made a fool out of myself. He face-palmed himself internally.

Swallowing nervously and clearing his throat, Loki stepped away from the wall again; trying to somehow 'save' this situation. "Sure, I... I know that, of course, Y/N. I just... wanted to be... nice." "Well, I appreciate it. Thanks." Before an awkward silence could settle between you and him; the god cleared his throat once more. "We, um, we should leave." You nodded, "We should, yes." and watched him turn on his heels; quickly walking away.

Therefore, Loki couldn't see how a dazzling smile spread across your face. Whatever it was what he just did - or tried to do... It was very sweet of him.

The rest of the mission went smoothly. You and Loki made it safely and uncaught out of the building.

When you reached the Quinjet, Natasha stood on the ramp, already changed in her black bodysuit; grinning. She said not a single word as you and Loki passed her by, just kept grinning. You gave your best friend a confused look; mouthing: "What?" All she did was winking, before she followed you as the ramp closed shut behind the three of you.

After you had handed Tony the documents and the Quinjet was in the air again; heading towards New York, you decided to seek out the Widow.

"What was that grinning about, huh?" You gently poked her side to get your best friend's attention. She turned to face you; smiling again. "Oh, nothing. Just Loki fighting off thirty guys alone," Nat said with a wink. "And this got you smiling, because...?" You looked expectantly at her, not quite getting what she was insisting.

"Gods, Y/N/N... You truly are blind," Nat stated; shaking her head and crossed her arms over her chest, before she walked towards the metallic door. "He did that in order to impress and most likely to protect you. That man is in love with you. Open up your eyes, babes."

The Quinjet landed quite late at night on the compound. Only a few lights were on; signalling that most of the other Avengers were already asleep.

"Alright, guys. See tomorrow," you bid your goodbye to your fellow teammates. After hugging Natasha, you turned to Loki. "Good night, Mischief." The god gave you a soft smile. "Good night." Then you turned and walked away; following Nat and Tony.

While Loki couldn't help himself, but to stare after you with mixed feelings about the last few hours coiling within his stomach, Thor came to stand beside him.

"You are staring again, brother." He stated simply; smiling. "I'm not-" Loki wanted to immediately reject Thor, but the God of Thunder spoke faster. "Do not try to deny it, Loki. I saw everything. You tried to impress Lady Y/N with fighting off those men." Loki's eyes widened at Thor's words - proofing the god to be right. "You... saw that?" "Yes, brother. We all did."

Loki squeezed his eyes shut. The cameras.

He couldn't control his body longer; a blush creeping up his cheeks. Thor laughed heartily; clapping him on the shoulder. "No need to be ashamed, brother. I am truly happy you found love - and Lady Y/N is a great woman, if I might say so."

Loki grumbled, but knew very well that he had lost this game. "I don't think Y/N feels the same, brother. I made a fool out of myself. I will never win her heart."

Thor wrapped his arm around Loki's shoulder, shaking his head. "No, you did not make a fool out of yourself. I tried to impress Jane a lot of times and failed." "Yes, because you're an oafish ape. I'm not," Loki mumbled under his breath; inaudible for Thor. "Don't you give up. One day, Lady Y/N will be yours."

After the kind of awkward conversation with his brother, Loki headed straight to his little apartment in the tower. He considered to go to bed straight away, in order to escape the hold you had on him, but he also was aware that his mind wouldn't switch itself off so easily. So, instead to forget you, he decided to fully indulge in his thoughts, heartache and fantasies, and took a very long shower; whimpering your name over and over again in his throes of pleasure at the imagination of you in that damn body suit.

Now the god was standing naked in front of the sink; staring at himself in the mirror. His damp raven curls falling loosely over his shoulders; pecs still glistening with water, causing a few single water droplets to drip from his chest hair.

Loki took a deep breath; shaking his head. "I'm fool... I'm such a fool..." With one simple snap of his fingers, he was perfectly dry. He sighed. "... and hopelessly in love."

After slipping into a fresh pair of boxershorts, he went to bed; laying awake for seconds. Minutes. Hours? Just like he anticipated. The god stared at the dark ceiling above him, arms crossed behind his neck; thinking. Until suddenly his mobile vibrated for a second; announcing that he just received a message. Frowning, Loki turned to reach for his phone on the bedside table and unlocked it - only for his eyes to widen. You... It was a message from you. Quickly, he entered the chat to read it.

Hey, Mischief. Just wanted to say thank you again for fighting off the bad guys. Very cute. Thanks.

Loki's whole face lit up. Cute? He was smiling so bright, like he had probably never did in his life before. She thinks I'm cute? His heart skipped a joyful beat.

Perhaps was his brother right... Perhaps hope wasn't lost yet and one day... One day you will be his.

[hannieehaee]

18+ / mdi

content: thor au, mingyu has superhuman strength (he's literally a god so), mingyu's kinda a dick, re-imagined plot of the first thor movie for fanfic purposes, mentions of movie characters, afab reader, smut, penetrative sex, etc.

wc: 2203

a/n: thor was my favorite marvel movie growing up so i loved doing this!!! tysm to the person who requested this and im soooo sorry it took me so long T-T also i havent watched the movies in forever so im so sorry for inaccuracies </3

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mingyu wasnt too sure where he was.

just moments ago he had been fighting with his younger brother, loki, scolding him over yet another mischievous act, but now he was in the middle of nowhere. well, at least that was going off of his surroundings. in the distance, he could see various signs detailing the foreign words 'new mexico'.

he had just been wandering aimlessly around the desert, not paying too much attention to his surroundings as he tried to make sense of where he was. that was until his entire body was pushed forward by a massive object, making him lose most of his ability to process what just had happened. he was only slightly lucid as he laid limp on the ground, barely processing the girl looking down on him, completely freaked out at having just ran over a man in the middle of nowhere. without putting much of a fight, he allowed you and your friend to struggle your way as you dragged him into the back of your van, probably not wanting to leave any evidence that you'd almost committed homicide.

unfortunately for you both, he passed out quickly after that, not allowing you to confirm any information about him, nor giving you a chance to stumble your way through an apology for almost killing him.

seeing as you almost cost him his life, you decided to bring him to your laboratory, where you would let him rest until he was conscious enough for you to find a way to make it up to him. your friend darcy left you on your own, claiming it wasn't much of her problem since you had been the one driving when you crashed into him.

as you waited for him to wake up, you wondered how and why he had survived your van crashing into him. i mean, he didn't sustain any injuries, simply passing out from the impact. he had even left damage on the van itself upon the crash. looking at him, you realized he was very fit, with muscles bulging from the strange armor he had on. you hadn't questioned any of this until now, being mostly freaked out by almost killing him, but it was all now making you wonder the logistics of the situation.

you didn't have too much time to think, as he began to stir, groaning a bit before actually waking up. he jumped in place upon realizing he was in unfamiliar surroundings, staring at you with wide eyes as he backed away a bit.

"hey-"

"you! who are you? where am i?"

"listen, you might be a bit disoriented after the accident, you're in-"

"new mexico? right? i saw a sign earlier today."

"yeah, it's-"

"okay, but where is new mexico? i need to get back to asgard. how can i manage that?"

"asgard? listen, you must be going through a psychic episode, just let me-"

"stay away! i demand you tell me where i am!"

jesus christ, this man was stubborn. not once sentence could leave your lips before he was making demands. he didn't even give you a chance to apologize either. you weren't sure what he meant by his blabbering, which was still going on by now. asgard? was he hallucinating about norse mythology? had you rendered this man insane?

"we're in new mexico! right by texas? are you okay? you seem kind of disoriented. i'm so sorry about what happened, i-"

"my armor! you damaged it with your machine!", he finally looked down at the scratches and missing bits of his armor, eyes widening once more.

he got up from his spot, marching around your laboratory and grabbing at things with curiosity. he eventually came across your globe, reading out the label before gasping loudly.

"earth?! loki told me of this place. that means you're a human," he was mostly speaking to himself before turning to finally direct himself at you, "human. i am mingyu, the god of thunder. you must help me get back to asgard. can you do that?"

you were speechless throughout his entire ransacking of your lab, but even more so now. was this an insane man you were with in the middle of the desert? you had brought him to your secluded lab out of remorse for what you'd done, but now you were alone in the middle of the night with a maniac. a very strong one at that.

"don't look at me like that," he interrupted your thoughts, "i know im not the god your people typically serve, but i still demand your help. you did hit me, after all."

that broke you out of your spell, your niceness peaking out again, "i'm sorry! i-"

"great! so now you're indebted to me," he clapped his hands together, "how shall we begin?"

okay, there was no way you were helping this maniac with his senseless plan, but you needed to think of a sensible way to tell him to fuck off.

"you're mingyu? the god of thunder? why are you reciting norse mythology to me? i cant get you back to asgard. it doesnt exist," okay, not subtle, but it was a start.

"listen, human. your kind would not understand the depth behind my people. you don't believe me? i'll show you."

and with that, he raised his arm, erected and facing to his side as he stared at you directly into your eyes. he stayed like this for a minute before you chose to question him, only to be shushed by him once more, "just give it a minute, human."

it was about three minutes when suddenly a hammer came crashing through the wall, destroying everything in its way in order to arrive to mingyu's hand.

next thing you knew, you were hiding under your table, utterly terrified at whatever the fuck was happening. was he really the mingyu? but those were all a child's tale, were they not? did you truly have a god standing before you, trying to convince you to come out from hiding?

"human, i- im sorry. i shouldve warned you. come out, please? i'll even forgive you for crashing into me. i just need some help," he sounded so defeated, you couldn't help but feel sorry for him, deciding to come out from hiding as long as he put his hammer down, something to which he agreed to with no hesitation.

"o-okay, mingyu. are you- you're real? shit, okay, never mind. you clearly are. but how can i help you? i'm not a god, h-how am i supposed to help you go back home?"

"there's always a way, human. we just need to find an opening. you see ..." he proceeded to explain his entire plan to you, sounding way more intelligent than he had shown himself to be throughout every interaction you'd had with him so far. he was also standing. very. close. it was hard to pay attention when the damage of his suit allowed you such a perfect view at his gigantic muscles. but you needed to focus! you owed it to him to at least try to help him.

the plan had been settled soon after that, agreeing that tomorrow you'd use your 'machine' (re: car) to drive him to a specific spot in which he'd be able to gather enough energy to summon lightning from the sky, which would render him powerful enough to communicate with gandall, who would take him back to asgard. it was too much for the regular person to process, but luckily for him, the person who almost ran him over was a scientist who was very well read on norse mythology.

after that, you had told him he could hit a shower, located in the habitable part of the lab in which you'd stay at sometimes. you let him know you two should also catch some sleep before tomorrow. you offered up your bed, claiming you'd take the couch since you'd caused him all this trouble anyway. he agreed with no argument, making you frown a little at his lack of gallantry.

he came out of the shower soon after, all while you sat on the couch occupied by a book. you heard his arrival, but didn't pay him much mind until doing a double take on him, realizing he was stark naked, with every glorious inch of skin in full display.

"jesus christ! what the hell are you doing?!", you covered your face with your book, extremely flustered at the sight. how was he so bi-

"what? is there no nudity on earth?", he sat on the couch, way too close to you.

"yes! but not like this! you're supposed to warn me beforehand. i-"

"why won't you look at me, human? uncover your face at once."

you weren't sure why, but you followed his direction, removing the book from your face but keeping your eyes closed.

"eyes open too."

you opened them, looking up as to avoid staring at his nether area. although you weren't looking at him, you could tell he had moved to sit even closer, making you anxious about what he'd do next.

"look at me."

you looked down to find him staring directly at you, face at only a few inches from yours. you couldn't help it when your eyes lowered to his lips, noticing him mirror your actions.

"this?" he whispered, "this is what you want?"

it was an ominous and unclear statement, but you still found yourself nodding, too full of a sudden surge of lust to think properly.

he attacked you with his lips, using full force immediately upon kissing you. he was very intense with his movements, almost immediately pinning you down on the couch, an easy feat for a god with his superhuman strength.

you couldn't help how wet you grew almost immediately, having taken a peak at his massive length when he had first approached you on the couch. was he going to put that in you? you were kinda terrified, but also giddy to feel the insane stretch he was about to give you.

you kept keening against him, softly moaning into his lips as he ground his hips against your own, making him groan in return.

"gods, human. you're so fragile ... so delicate. i'm gonna- gonna break you," it sounded like dirty talk, but there was some genuine concert laced in his tone.

"do it! please ... please fuck me," all dignity had left you the moment you saw him in all his naked glory, so any begging was fair game to you by now.

he chuckled, "yeah? pretty princess wants me to fuck her? think you can take it?", he was quite literally dangling his dick in front of your eyes, hands ripping your shorts out of the way as you gasped at the act.

"sorry, princess," he coo'd condescendingly, "they were getting in my way."

he didnt bother to check whether you were wet enough or not before plunging into you, but you had fortunately been dripping for him by then. still, his massive size had you writhing under him, screaming his name to anyone who could hear you from your secluded location.

"oh? now you pray my name? fuck, beautiful human. didn't know humans could be so pretty ..." he was growing delirious at the tightness of your cunt, combined with your much smaller frame. all women in asgard were as big and built as him. this was his first time experiencing anything like this, and it had him rethinking his return to asgard.

'g-gyu ... shit. i'm gonna cum, please!'

he folded you like a pretzel, not caring to conceal his inhuman strength as he pounded madly into you, feeding off your gasps and squeals. you were making him see valhalla.

"pretty princess ... cum for me. let me have yours and i'll give you mine- shit! gonna breed you. gonna come back here and take care of you every time im lonely. g-gonna keep you all to myself. my pretty secret on earth."

the idea of mingyu popping by to fuck you whenever the literal heaven that was asgard became too boring for him had you keening, now grateful you had ran him over as your orgasm attacked you unexpectedly.

you had never felt such a high, almost feeling like you had astral-projected into heaven. mingyu seemed to be in a similar situation, groaning against your mouth as he filled you up with his endless seed. seemed like he was well-endowed in all areas, being a god and all.

"fuck ... thank you for that, human," he thanked you as he got up, at least having the courtesy of helping you clean up, "now i feel kinda bad about leaving."

"then dont," you werent sure why you said that. maybe the high of your orgasm.

"yeah?", he smirked, nearing you once again, "convince me," you noticed his hardness was already back, at a literally inhuman speed.

you weren't sure how you were meant to take him again with no rest in between, but you were willing to take the challenge. you'd worry about how to get the god back to his home tomorrow. for now, you were going to enjoy him while you had him.

a/n: before anyone comes for me, I KNOW this isnt very inaccurate for thor (ive watched the movies too many times) but i wanted to write a short smutty blurb and not go off with too many words so this is what we ended up with