Imagine working at the Avengers compound under Tony Stark’s employment. It’s a wonderful job with generous pay and easy hours, however you can’t help but grow to dislike it after a co-worker can’t seem to stop harassing you. You’re constantly made to feel uncomfortable after they always comment on your appearance, invade your personal space and ask you out on dates. You never bothered reporting it because you didn’t know what they were capable of and didn’t want to make things worse than they already were. Besides, if you just kept turning them down, eventually they’d give up and move on, right?
One day you find yourself alone in a room with your harasser after a successful meeting with Mr Stark, where they corner you and get a little too close for comfort. As they’re about to lay a hand on you, their wrist is suddenly yanked away, turning them to face a certain Trickster.
“Are we going to have a problem here?” He asks almost innocently, but with fire in his eyes. Your harasser can’t help but stumble over their words while under the weight of the mischievous god’s stare.
“Good, then scurry along back to the sewer from whence you came, little rat.” He spits, finally releasing his grip and leaving your harasser to head for the hills.
Loki then wipes his hand on his jacket with a disgusted look on his face while you just stare in silence in order to process the events that just unfolded in front of you…
Imagine taking Loki to the biggest library in the world, The Tianjin Binhai Library in China. As soon as you walk in, he’s like a kid in a candy store as he doesn’t know where to start with 1.2 million books surrounding him…
TITLE: Our Little Secrets
CHAPTER NO./ONE SHOT: Chapter 2
AUTHOR: a7xing-forever
ORIGINAL IMAGINE: Imagine having a close enough friendship with Loki that you can share literally any secret without fear of judgement or of trust being broken.
Imagine Loki replacing all the coffee in Stark Tower with decaf. (This scenario is set in the Avengers Compound instead)
RATING: T+ (Mild Language)
NOTES/WARNINGS: No warnings for this chapter.
I’m so sorry for not updating this sooner. I was stuck for the longest time, not knowing what to do with this story, but I think I got it. I’ve linked the first chapter below if you would like to re-read and refresh your memory or if you’re a first time reader and this fic has piqued your interest. Enjoy!
Read it on AO3 here | Chapter 1
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A week had passed since your little encounter with the trickster.
You sat at the kitchen table with a bowl of cereal while mindlessly browsing through your various social media apps on your phone until Tony came in. He was dressed in his usual workshop outfit: A white tank top that had slightly greyed from years of use with patches of oil stains here and there along with a pair of denim jeans that were faded and torn from numerous workshop accidents. While grumbling and vigorously rubbing his temples with the tips of his fingers, he strode over to the coffee machine and pressed the espresso button with enough force to break it.
“You seem stressed.” You stated calmly while turning in your seat to watch him continue to assault the machine.
“Don’t even.” He responded curtly, shooting you an irritated look.
“Not countering a sarcastic comment with one of your own? Are you dying?” You said in a half-assed attempt to sound alarmed.
“And leave pretty boy macho man in charge of this place? I don’t think so.” He replied, his underlying envy towards Steve making a brief appearance. “I’ve just got a headache from hell and no matter how much coffee and aspirin I down, I can’t get it to fuck off.”
It didn’t take long for you to realise that Loki had gone through with your idea of switching out the coffee with decaf. Feeling a smile starting creep up onto your face, you turned back to your bowl to avoid giving yourself and the mischievous god away.
While Tony was waiting for his coffee to brew, Rhodey entered dressed in casual attire instead of his usual uniform.
“Damn it. Hurry up, man, I really need a kick up the ass or I’m gonna fall asleep.” He said sounding rather irritated
“Uh, who do you think paid for this machine and everything else on this property? Besides, I was here first so I’m gonna take as long as I damn well please.” Tony replied imprudently. Realising an argument was brewing along with the decaffeinated drink, you decided to turn and watch the current situation continue to unfold.
“Fine. I’ll use the one in the conference room.” Rhodey responded curtly and turned to exit before Tony rushed forward and kicked Rhodey’s rear as if it were the scoring kick on a soccer ball. Rhodey yelped out in pain and turned back to face Tony. It took every fiber of your being to suppress the laugh that threatened to escape your lips.
“There. Now you don’t need to.” Tony said, a smirk tugging at his lips.
“Why don’t we suit up so you can try that again.” Rhodey said, now sounding serious.
“I don’t think so.”
“Why? You scared you’re gonna get your ass kicked?”
“Well to be fair, I did just kick yours so…” Tony trailed off, not having to finish the sentence to get his point across. Rhodey gave him an angry glare before deciding to let it go instead of pursuing an argument that would end up breaking something again, so he left for the conference room. Tony just brushed it off, turned his attention back to the machine and began to become noticeably angry. He started to shake it slightly as if it would speed up the process.
“Maybe you should consider actually sleeping instead of relying on caffeine highs all the time.” You said.
“Yeah well maybe you should…shut up.” Tony replied, slightly hesitating as if struggling to come up with a creative retort. You just giggled in response and took your now empty bowl to the dishwasher.
“Seriously though. You should try to sleep it off.” You said, starting to sound concerned.
“Nah, I’ve survived worse on less sleep. Besides, it seems to have died down now. Maybe kicking Rhodey square in the ass was the cure all along.” He replied with a smirk.
Suddenly Steve came sprinting in, clearly in distress.
“Tony, we got a situation.” He said between heavy breaths, urgency audible in his tone.
“Oh, never mind, it’s back.” Tony stated out loud to make sure Steve heard. Steve just slightly rolled his eyes knowing that a joke was made at his expense.
“This is serious. Banner hulked out in the science labs leaving them in shambles.”
“What th- How the hell did this happen? What did you do??” Tony exclaimed.
“I didn’t! Barton started fighting with him over the pronunciation of ‘gif’ after-”
“Woah woah woah, wait.” Tony said quickly, interrupting Steve. “What did you just say?”
“I said they’re arguing over how you say 'gif’.” Steve stated pronouncing 'gif’ with a hard 'g’. You could see that he was starting to get antsy knowing that Bruce was somewhere on the property destroying everything in sight. Tony just pinched the bridge of his nose and let out a deep sigh in response to this preposterous predicament.
“Okay, lemme grab the Hulk Buster. (Y/N), stay on this part of the property while we get this under control.” Tony said calmly while looking at you.
“Ah shit, and here I was hoping for a front row seat.” You said jokingly. Tony just shot you a knowing glance in response to your sarcasm and turned back to Steve.
“And for the record, it’s pronounced 'jif’.” Tony said to the Captain before breaking into a sprint out of the kitchen.
“What?” Steve remarked before following and leaving you laughing at the interaction along with Tony’s incompetence to treat an emergency situation seriously, but you were quickly distracted by the view outside of the kitchen window.
It had started to snow, and the light dusting already beginning to coat the lawn indicated that it had started at some point during all the kitchen drama. You walked up to the large window to fully take in the sight.
“What’s with all the commotion?” Loki inquired as he strolled into the room. This time he was wearing a black top with cropped sleeves and denim jeans that were skinny but not constricting (unlike Tony’s jean collection).
“I don’t think I’ll ever get used to you wearing such casual clothing.” You commented, taking in his appearance. Loki simply chuckled in response.
“Well this realm is my home now. Might as well adopt the style.” He said while looking down at his outfit.
“That’s true I suppose. Anyway, to answer your question, the Hulk decided to show up. Nothing that those guys haven’t dealt with before.” You explained nonchalantly and looked up at Loki to find that his eyes had widened slightly.
“Um, so, uh, shouldn’t we be taking shelter?” He said, tripping over his words slightly, all the while trying to stay composed.
“Calm down, darling. This property is huge and the Hulk is on the other side of it right now with Tony who is no doubt distracting him with the Hulk Buster and the Iron Legion. A lot of time and money went into designing and building this place, there’s no way Tony would let anyone let alone the Hulk destroy it.” You said while looking at the God who seemed to relax from your words of assurance.
“I guess I’ll have to take your word for it, my dear.” He said with a small smirk returning to his lips.
You turned your attention from him back to what was becoming a winter wonderland outside with Loki’s attention following suit.
“Ah, snowfall. one of nature’s greatest wonders. Beautiful isn’t it?” He said, looking back to you. You averted your gaze from the window to face him.
“To many people, it’s quite the opposite. An inconvenience even. It prevents people from being productive. They can’t get to work, drop their kids off at school or even just go out in general 'cause it makes everything so icy and dangerous. Sometimes it’s even enough to cancel international flights."
"But what do you think, my dear?” Loki asked, more interested in your own thoughts rather than ones of others.
“Honestly? It’s angelic. Angels are religious symbols in this realm. God’s perfect creation that reside in heaven amongst the clouds. They’re viewed by us as being pure, beautiful and elegant.” You looked out out the window again towards the snow still floating from the sky. “To me, snow is just the same.”
“It’s quite poetic, isn’t it?” Loki stated more than asked and copied your action of looking back outside. “That something so graceful and beautiful that descends from the heavens can cause so much destruction.”
“I guess so, I mean, the same can be said about you, right?” You said with a smirk. Having gotten closer with the Trickster recently, flirtatious banter was something you had begun to shamelessly indulge in. Loki didn’t seem to mind as he chuckled in response.
“Yes, but from what I’ve gathered from your description, I can assure you, I’m no angel, my love.” Loki replied.
“No one is, though,” you said, looking him in the eye. “And if you and your brother are any indiction, Gods aren’t exactly exempt from that statement either."
You both fell into the familiar comfort of silence just standing an arms width apart watching the snow continue to fall.
"I have an idea.” Loki said, suddenly breaking the silence.
“If it’s something to do with you little plan to get multiple people to hand Tony things at once, I want no part of it.” You said sternly, earning a chuckle from the grinning god.
“No, but you have to admit, it’s a devilish plan.” He retorted proudly.
“I’m willing to give credit where it’s due. So, what’s this idea?” You asked, starting to grow curious.
“Come with me.” He replied and took your hand in his as he lead you out of the kitchen and through the halls of the compound, each inquiry from you being met with a “Be patient, pet. You’ll see.” But it didn’t take much longer to figure out where he was taking you.
As you both approached the doors to the liquor room, Loki stopped you just outside.
“What are we doing back here?” You asked, now extremely curious as to what this was all about.
“See for yourself.” Loki replied and pushed open one of the doors to reveal the room within.
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A/N: At this point, The Avengers sounds more like a TV drama than the world’s mightiest heroes, especially with Loki and Tony being the biggest drama queens ever. I like to think they’d make the top two in RuPaul’s Drag Race.
I got inspired and finally decided where I want this series to go…kinda…ok I’m winging it, but I’m really proud of this chapter and I hope you all liked it too. Stay tuned, I’ll have the next chapter up next week for you lovelies. Let me know if you would like to be tagged as soon as the next chapter is posted on this blog <3
Imagine Loki having no idea what Midgardian music sounds like, so you show him the likes of Lady Gaga, Beyoncé, Ed Sheeran etc, until he you find out that he’s quite fond of Adele.
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