HELLO! I ATE COOKIE DOUGH AND WROTE A DRABBLE IN 20 MINUTES!
ENJOY!
Warnings: A crap ton of fluff. Maybe swearing? Lol, it’s me so probably swearing. Definitely alcohol consumption. YAY!
Loki PoV:
I’ve never been particularly partial to Stark’s little parties. If I am being completely transparent, I’ve never been partial to any sort of gathering. I only go because Noelle likes going and being with her friends. Well, I suppose a few are more tolerable to me than the others. Sergeant Barnes and Wanda, for example, as well as the children.Though, I will admit, in the nine months since mine and Noelle’s wedding, I have truly started to consider the rest friends or allies at the very least.
This time, I am not entirely sure what we are celebrating. I suppose it is just “family time” as Stark has taken to calling it. Most of us are drinking, some more than the others and a good chunk of them are dancing and laughing in the empty place created when the Super Soldiers pushed the sofas out of the way. My brother has supplied us with the Asgardian mead and refuses to give any to the mortals in the room, excluding the Soldiers. It is the only drink that will get them drunk.
I look up from my book as a burst of loud laughter comes from the direction my Reason for Exsistance is in, and see the Spiderling dancing in a rather... interesting way. I listen for the song. Of course. Umbrella. That makes sense for Peter. He and his friends choreographed a dance to it.
My gaze shifts to Noelle as she downs the rest of her drink before turning towards me. She yells over the music to Wanda. As she walks over to me, I look at her outfit: her favorite black dress that stops at her mid-thighs with long sleeves and low cut neckline, old black combat boots, and her new black “modern” witch hat. Wanda decided to buy matching hats for herself and Noelle.
She stumbles a bit on her way to me, betraying how much she had actually had. She is clumsy on a good day but when her coordination is lessened with the alcohol, she doesn’t stand a chance against gravity. I laugh and reach for her. she grins widely and lets me pull her into my lap.
“Had a few tonight, did we?” I tease lightly.
She scrunches her nose in the way she knows I find adorable and replies, “I am not drunk. Only a little tipsy.”
Before I can respond, she hears what the song changes to. Gasping loudly, she stands up and pulls on my hand. “Dance with me!” She shouts, tugging on my arm again.
“Darling-”
“Dance with us!” A voice appears on my other side. I turn to see Wanda in her red dress and witch hat.
I roll my eyes and concede with a sigh. “As the ladies wish.”
I let them pull me up and drag me to the makeshift dance floor. They dance with each other while Noelle holds my hand. They jump to the beat of the song:
Oh don't you dare look back
Just keep your eyes on me
I said you're holding back
She said shut up and dance with me
I twirl Noelle in her place then spin her to my chest and move to the rhythm with her and Wanda.
I look down at her wavy, brown hair, slightly mussed from dancing about all evening. I press my lips to her head. She looks up at me with a lovely smile stretched across her face.
This woman is my destiny
She said oh oh oh
Shut up and dance with me
Noelle mouths the last line of the chorus before I kiss her. I pull away and laugh at her breathlessness before looking at Wanda, who is smirking, and reach my hand out for her so she can twirl too. The pair of them giggle like young girls and start to jump to the beat again.
Hello Friends! This isn’t one of my best or favorite works but it seems important to put out for some reason? It’s just an explanation for a singular line that I wrote in A Proclivity to Protection about Noelle’s new immortality. This is just explaining how she got it. It isn’t very well written, kind of rushed through, but I haven’t had a lot of time on my hands recently, seeing as my job decided I need to work every single day until I’m in so much pain that I cry with every step I take. BUT THAT ISN’T IMPORTANT! THE IMPORTANT THING IS I WOKE UP THIS MORNING AND WROTE THIS CRAPPY STORY THAT I HAVE DECIDED IS GOOD ENOUGH TO SHARE!
So anyway. Onward!
Background: Noelle and Loki were “Bound” by a witch in Alfheim after a battle they fought in. This means that the witch split each of their souls in half and one half switched places. Noelle has half of Loki’s soul and vice versa. They can feel each other's emotions and hear each other's thoughts. Noelle is also Half Asgardian, half Midgardian. Her father is Tyr and her mother is of Midgard.
Summary: Noelle and Loki argue about Noelle’s mortality.
Warnings: Maybe swearing? Probably swearing. I don’t remember. It is mostly fluffiness and mention of aging.
The Next 4000 Years
Noelle PoV:
"Loki we need to have this discussion."
"I do not want to have it right now."
"That sucks because if we don't talk about it now, we never will and you know it." I stand in front of him with my hands on my hips.
He sighs, crossing his arms over his chest. "Why do we suddenly have to have this conversation at this very moment. What has changed in the last 3 weeks since we last spoke of it?"
I close my eyes and lower my hands. "Loki, I'm going gray. My hair is graying already and I'm not even thirty! Not to mention that I'm starting to recognize my own mortality."
Loki's eyebrows pull together. "So you really want to take on the commitment of immortality? It's not as wonderful as it seems."
"Easy for the immortal god to say." He opens his mouth to argue but I don't give him time, "and besides, we both know that I only get about a hundred years. You get thousands. What will you do when I'm old and gray? What will you do when I die? Just off yourself? Run away and hide in seclusion just like you did before? That's not okay with me."
He stops, taken aback. "I can't stomach the thought of you dying, Noelle. That's why I don't want to talk about this."
"Then do the spell. I know you found it because Thor told me and he may be less than intelligent but he's not a liar."
"I never lie to you. I learned that lesson years ago." His face turns angry.
"I'm not saying that you lie to me. I'm saying that he was more likely to tell me about the spell than you were." He looks down at the floor. "Please, Loki. We promised each other our whole lives. I can't bear the thought of leaving you, which is why I'm asking you to do this." I take a step closer to him, hands finding his crossed arms.
"I suppose you did vow to love me for my whole life. How can you do that if you are not in my life?" He takes a deep breath before unfolding his arms and taking my left hand. He slides my wedding ring off and stops my protests with his mouth on mine. "It is necessary for the spell." He whispers against my lips.
And then he is gone. Vanished without a trace. I groan and flop down on the couch, opening my book. There is a little knock on the door and I yell that the door is open.
In runs little Morgan with Peter not far behind her. They are giggling like little school girls and hide behind the couch. I lean over to find Pete with his hand over Morgan’s mouth and a finger to his own to tell me not to acknowledge them. I furrow my brow but turn back to my book.
A few seconds later, a fuming Tony who is covered in pink glitter sprints in. I start cracking up because The Iron Man is creating sunspots on the floor and ceiling of my apartment.
He glares at me and growls, "Where are they?"
I do my best to look innocent, "Who?"
"My wonderful children, who are going to regret the glitter canon that they set up to launch at me when I walked into my lab today."
I am crying from the laughter and Tony is shaking with anger. I hear a giggle from behind the couch but Tony is already gone. I close and lock the door behind him. The kids pop up laughing hysterically and I put a silencing charm over the apartment so Tony doesn't come back. "What did you guys do that for?" I ask them, amused.
"He told us that we could never surprise him with a prank or anything so we decided to prove him wrong!" Peter explains. I smirk and high five them both.
I keep them with me until around dinner time. Loki still hasn't arrived home yet. Morgan asked me where he was and I told her that he was out on errands. She wouldn't understand the situation. So I feed the kids and send them on their way.
It's not until the next morning that Loki returns. I fell asleep on the couch waiting for him to come back, the remote still in my hand. I am awoken by lips on my forehead and a hand on my cheek. I open my blue eyes to Loki's green ones, complete with dark circles. He didn't sleep last night. I trace my fingers over the bags and he smiles a little at me before lifting me bridal style and carrying me to bed.
I wake up later in the morning with my head on his chest, his arms around my waist. I open my eyes and look up to see his are already open, as usual. The bags are gone though, so he must have gotten a little sleep.
"Good morning, Little Dove." He whispers, kissing my nose.
"Good morning, Loki." I hum back. We lay there for a few more minutes before getting up.
"Coffee?" He hands me a warm mug.
"This is why I love you." I say and take a sip.
He chuckles and sits down across from me at the table, "Is that the only reason?"
"Obviously," I grin and run my fingers along his arm, "Your coffee is the best."
"You wound me, my love." He laughs, taking my hand in his.
We are silent for a moment before I ask him, "So when can I get my ring back?"
He smirks, "Later. Though I must tell you, darling, it truly thrills me that you are so anxious to have it back. That you are so attached to it." He kisses my fingers where my ring should be.
"Of course I'm attached. It's linked to you." He smiles and kisses me deeply. As he moves to my neck, I mutter, "And it's also sparkly so it's fun to wear." He chuckles against my neck and pulls away. He goes to take a shower and I finish my breakfast. After showering and changing my clothes, Loki and I went to the mission briefing. This is another big one so it took longer than it normally does.
The briefing finishes and Loki drags me out of the tower to go on a walk. Since it hasn't been too long since the three month mission he went on with Thor in Niflheim and we have had so many missions since then that we haven't had much time to go out. That's all he wanted: to be outside, happy to have the sun shining on him again. We walk around the park, my hand held in the crook of his elbow, his fingers playing with mine.
We are strolling through central park when we find a tree that looks almost exactly like the one we used to sit and read under in Asgard. He grins at me and pulls me over to sit under it, his back to the trunk with me between his legs, facing away from him, back to chest.
We sit quietly, basking in each other for a while. He breathes deeply and starts to speak softly in my ear. "About four years ago, you asked me while I sat rotting in that cell under the palace of Asgard if I would give you the next seventy years."
I turn my head towards him, he is looking down at me. I stare into pure green emeralds and smile at him. The corner of his lips curl up slightly and he continues, "I told you I would kill for you. I would destroy realms for you. But your kind heart would never ask such displays of me. Therefore, I will kiss you, hold your divine curves close to me, and trace threads of icy fire on your skin with my fingertips. You were and are my craving and my desire. My love and my life are yours. I intend to stand by that answer."
He kisses my forehead and I reciprocate by kissing his jaw. "With that said, I have a query for you, my only love." He shifts his body so he is facing me more, our bodies no longer pressed so closely together. I cup his cheek and he leans into my touch, seemingly lost in it. He kisses my wrist before I let my hand shift into his soft black curls.
"What is it?" I whisper.
"Will you give me the next four thousand years?" He raises his hand that was resting on my hip and shows me my ring. It looks exactly the same but the energy from it is far stronger than before.
I smile at him and kiss him deeply. He sighs and tilts his head slightly to deepen the kiss. When we break away for air, I whisper a yes to him and he slips the ring back onto its rightful place on the third finger of my left hand. I feel the magic work through my body the second he let's go of it, his hands moving to my face, kissing my forehead again. The power coursing through my body takes my breath away.
As suddenly as the magic surge appeared, it was gone again, leaving me completely breathless. Even though I am happy about getting what I want, I am anxious. It is weird, why am I so anxious?
Loki notices my panting and pulls me into his lap, resting my head and hand on his chest, helping me breathe. His fingers ran through my hand as he murmured to me in Old Norse. I listened to his heart and breathing and voice, which calms me incredibly quickly.
"Immortality is a hard burden to bear." He tells me.
"It's worth it to stay with you for eternity." I say back, kissing him again.
He chuckles as he pulls back. "I agree."
"Four thousand years?"
"Four thousand years." He brings my lips back to his.
Alright. This one takes a bit of explaining. I have this headcannon that in Asgard, if you are engaged and don’t get married in under a year or so, you have to propose again. I know that’s not a thing but roll with it, okay?
This was originally 2 parts when I wrote it but its faster to read all at once. It is a lot though; this one kind of got away from me... 7,151 words. Oops.
Background: Noelle and Loki were “Bound” by a witch in Alfheim after a battle they fought in. This means that the witch split each of their souls in half and one half switched places. Noelle has half of Loki’s soul and vise versa. They can feel each others emotions and hear each others thoughts.
Summary: Loki returns from a mission with serious injuries, which prompts him to ask Noelle a question and surprise her with a fairytale dream.
Warnings: Implied smut, slight issues with a father (I don’t like the term “daddy issues”), fighting kind of, more fluff than should be possible but I accomplished somehow, swearing I think? I did base a part of this on scenes from Criminal Minds and How I Met Your Mother. There is also a crossover in characters from Scrubs because I love Dr. Cox.
Ask Me Again
Noelle PoV:
"Are you ever going to take that off?"
"Fuck off, Stark. Let me wear my cape in peace!" I say as I walk into the kitchen, said cape flowing around me.
Loki is laughing at the exchange. Of course he is.
He is the one that bought the cape.
It is black with a velvet collar and intricate beading accents in the lapels and down the middle of the back. The inside is lined with silver satin. The Phantom of the Opera's cape.
Each Avenger has a floor that could easily be called a penthouse. Loki and I each had our own since we tried to keep our relationship a secret when we first joined the Avengers, but the second that Bucky started flirting with me, that plan ended. We have lived together ever since and Tony turned Loki's floor into a movie theater.
"Why are you even here Tony? Don't you have somewhere else to be? Something to blow up?" I ask him through the pass through in the kitchen.
"It already blew up. I was kicked out of the lab by Bruce. I got bored in the lounge so I figured I'd hang here."
"Why did you believe yourself welcome?" Loki asks him, sounding annoyed, from his corner.
"I could think of many reasons but I'm going to just ignore that question because it will be answered in about..." he looks at his watch, "16 seconds. Got any food in there, Lady Darkness?"
"Not any that I'm willing to share, Iron Man."
The elevator dings and out steps the reason Tony Stark made himself welcome in my house.
"Hi, Auntie Elle! Mr. Loki, I came to see if you had the ice cream Mr. Stark told me I couldn't have anymo-" he stops as he turns the corner, his eyes finding Tony sitting on the couch.
"Hello, Pete."
Peter squeaks.
"What did I tell you about using Reindeer Games' mischievous temperament and amusement in disobeying me?"
"That if I'm going to be sneaky, to use Mr. Bucky."
"Hey!" Loki looks put out.
"Exactly! It's too obvious if you use Rock of Ages. He is the most likely to help you keep things from me."
"I don't agree."
"I'm sorry, Mr. Stark. I just really like coffee ice cream floats made with red bull instead of root beer and Auntie Elle has both!"
"I don't have redbull!"
"Bottom shelf, love."
"Holy shit, where did all this come from?"
I hear Tony stand up from the couch and walk towards Peter. Loki is suddenly behind me with a hand on my lower back. I turn around as Tony hands Peter a small paper bag. Peter opens it and peers inside with a look of shock before taking out a Starkbucks cup.
"I have changed the rule so you may have one caffeinated drink from Starkbucks a month. This is your one." Tony explains as Peter looks like he's about to cry. "You don't need to continue to sneak things behind my back. If you're gonna drink coffee, I'd rather you do it in the house than on the streets of New York." Pete wraps his arms around his mentor and thanks him excessively for a single drink.
"You would think he just gave him license to drink alcohol." I mutter to Loki, who snickers and wraps his arms around me.
I pull away from him and stand in the doorway. "As much as I love having this very interesting exchange occur in my living room, I have a headache. Get out!"
Loki chuckles and Peter walks toward the elevator while Tony mumbles about how he's being kicked off a floor of his own building.
They haven't even reached the elevator when the doors open and Cap comes running out.
"Loki and Tony. Suit up. You're with me on this one."
"I wanna go!" Peter says loudly and all the adults say 'no' at the same time. He pouts and I wrap my arm around his shoulders, ushering him to the couch. Tony and Cap enter the elevator and Loki tells them he will meet them in the car.
I follow him to the bedroom. He is in a rush and is teleporting around the room because it's faster. I sit on the end of our bed and watch him pull on his armour. He pulls the breastplate over his head and starts to tug the leather straps together.
I know he is worried for me, I can see it. He's always worried when one of us leaves suddenly. Sometimes we wake up to someone knocking on our bedroom door, telling us it's time to go. Just part of the job.
I stand up and help him fasten the straps. He lets his hands run through my hair and slides to hold the back to my neck. I finish the clasps and he pulls me up to his lips, kissing me gently.
I pull away first, breathing heavily. "You have to go." I whisper, "We will be okay."
"I know. You always are."
"Be safe. Come home to me, yeah?"
"Always." And with that he leaves.
That's the last I hear from him or Tony or Steve in 6 days.
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*6:32 am*
The ringing of my phone cuts through my sleep like a knife. I groan and roll over to face Loki's side of the bed. Morgan was sleeping peacefully. I'm watching her while Tony is on the mission and Pepper had to make an emergency trip out of state.
I reach over to my bedside table and pick up my phone.
Steve.
"Hello?" I ask, voice groggy from sleep.
"Elle, you need to get to the hospital right now, please."
My heart stopped.
"Cap, what happened? Are you alright? Is Loki okay?"
"Noelle, take a breath. Everything will be fine. Just get here. We are at Lenox Hill."
The line goes dead.
I jump out of bed and rush to my dresser, pulling out a pair of jeans. I forget to be quiet and Morgan wakes up.
"Auntie Elle?"
"Sorry, honey. We gotta go on a little drive. Do you want to change or go in your jammies?" I tell her, turning on the light beside the bed.
"Where are we going?"
I pull on Loki's sweatshirt and help her out of bed. "To see daddy. Let me get your jacket, okay? That's it. Up we come. Where are your shoes?"
I get her ready to go and put her one of the cars Tony allows the Avengers to use. I drive the speed limit but only because I have little Morgan in the backseat. I text Tony and Steve when we get there and pick up Morgan.
We walk through the door and a nurse came to ask what the problem was. I told her I was here to see someone. Before I could answer who, Tony moves in and takes his daughter from my shaking arms.
"She's with us. Thank you, Nurse Carla." He winks at her.
Nurse Carla smiles at him and walks away.
Tony leads me through the halls, explaining the mission.
"We were sent Upstate to find the new Hydra basecamp. Everything was going smoothly, we had almost wrapped it up when three enhanced showed up in the field. One had similar powers to Wanda and paralyzed Cap and I, but she wasn't strong enough to get her hold around Loki. He engaged on his own and was able to incapacitate them but wasn't able to come out without any injuries. His wounds were extensive but are healing rapidly, probably due to the fact that he's basically a god. He has a cracked skull, 4 broken ribs, a fractured ulna, and a massive bruise on his right leg. He will be okay but he demanded that we call you before we went home. Something about not wanting Thor to freak out. Doctor Dorian say he will be out of here by noon at the rate his wounds are healing."
We have arrived at the room by now and stop in the doorway. There is a curtain shielding my view of Loki. I can see his boots from under it. Why the fuck is this dumbass sitting up?
He feels me. He's sitting up because he knows I'm here. He's reaching for me.
"Thanks." I mutter to Tony and walk in.
He is sitting up, waiting patiently with one hand on his thigh and the other in a sling. He has a few stitches in his forehead but the wound is healing nicely. His shirt is off and a bandage is wrapped around him over his right shoulder to under his left arm and down to the middle of his chest.
The second he sees me, he takes off the sling and throws it to the side. I don't even care right now, I know how fast he heals, but I'm more worried about getting my hands on him.
I wrap my arms around his shoulders and he buries his face in my neck, pulling me to stand between his legs.
"Hello, darling." He chuckles and I tighten my grip in a greeting.
I pull away from him to look him in the eyes, taking a small step back. I don't realize I'm crying until he brushes my tears away.
"Hey. Come now, love." His hand moves from my waist to the back of my neck and down my arm before taking my hand in his own. "No tears. It's alright, Noelle. I'm safe. It's all going to be fine." He brushes a lock of my hair behind my ear, letting his knuckles graze my cheek.
"Ask me again?" I say to him.
"What?" He mutters, looking taken aback.
"Ask me." I whisper.
His eyes light up in realization, his arm slips around my waist again. He pulls me flush against him.
"Noelle Elizabeth Tyrdottir, will you marry me?"
"Yes." I say. I hug him again and release the breath I didn't realize I was holding.
"About damn time!" He exclaims, making me laugh a little.
"There's a chapel here. Let's do it now, let's get it over with."
"Oh, gods no. I'm not dressed properly."
"I think you look damn good but alright, fine. Monday then. Put it in your calendar 'cause we have a date at the courthouse."
He laughs, and kisses my forehead.
"Will you please lay back now? You're making me worry."
"I'm fine, love. Really. I just ache and have a few bruises. It will be fine."
"Yet, when I come back with a black eye and wrapped ankle, you demand that I stay in bed for 3 days. Lay down."
He grumbles under his breath about how that’s different because I am only half Asgardian. I am more mortal than he is.
"Mr. Odinson, I need you to lay back please. Does your shoulder still ache?" A doctor with crazy brown hair comes in, "Oh, hello. I'm Doctor Dorian. You must be the wife?"
"Not yet, she's not." Loki mutters under his breath as he slides back onto the bed. I go flick his ear but he catches my hand and pulls it to his mouth, kissing my wrist.
"I see. Well as long as you are family you can stay. I assume you are an Avenger as well? I have seen you before but I'm not sure where. I have also seen what this guy can do and I hear he packs quite a swing. And also daggers. You don't have daggers on you, do you?" Loki smirks,
"I don't really want to break you two up but..." Dr. Dorian is rambling and trails off as Loki wraps his good arm around me and pulls me to sit next to him on the bed.
"You could try to take her from me. See what happens if you do."
"You're being difficult." I tell him.
"I'm just proving a point."
"You need to relax. I'm not going anywhere."
"Damn right you aren't." He mumbles as Dr. Dorian picks up the sling that Loki flung across the room. I hold my hand out to take it since he looks nervous to come too close to Loki. He hands it to me as his pager goes off.
"I'll come back after I take care of this. Please don't strain yourself by doing something reckless." And he runs out.
I look at Loki, who is trying to hide a smile and is staring at the ceiling like there's something very interesting up there. He looks at me when I sit up and straddle him.
I pull the sling over his head and help slip his arm into it. He holds his other hand on my hip, keeping me in my place. He lowers his head to rest on my chest. I lean my head on top of his, breathing him in. We stay like this until we hear Dr. Dorian coming back. I quickly get off Loki and settle under his arm as Dr. Dorian comes through the curtain with a pretty blonde woman following him.
"Mr. Odinson, we need one more x-ray just to see if everything is healing correctly. If so, you're free to go! Fastest broken bone patient I've ever had. Oh, this is Dr. Reed, my colleague. She didn't believe that I had a patient who healed from injuries as major as yours in a mere few hours." He turns to her as Dr. Reed reads through Loki's chart. "So, Elliot. Pay up."
"I hate you so much right now." She says as she forks over twenty bucks.
"Thaaaank you!" He waves it around for a moment before shoving it in his pocket.
"Alright, Shirley and Barbie. Out. Leave this one alone. We do not bet on patients in front of them, it's not how we do things." A tall doctor with curly, light brown hair struts in with an ear-piercing whistle. "We wait till we are in the break room."
Loki starts laughing, catching everyone's attention. "I like him!" He says to me.
I roll my eyes and lean my head back on the pillows behind me.
"Also, I can't exactly have you on the bed with him. Normally I wouldn't care but I have people from the hospital board in to watch me today. My name is Doctor Cox, I'm the head doctor and I get to be in charge of these brainiacs behind me with their mouths hanging open." Dr. Dorian and Dr. Reed both shut their mouths simultaneously.
"I would love to get off the bed, Dr. Cox, but I'm kinda stuck. He isn't about to let me go and if I try, I'm afraid I'll make his wounds worse."
"Want me to sedate him so you can make your escape?" I laugh and Loki scowls.
"He's not of this Realm. Almost any medication you give him will burn off really quickly. I could teleport but that will just make him get up to drag me back."
"Hmm. Well I have to take him for an x-ray and you're not allowed to go with him so I'll let you talk amongst yourselves for a minute then I am," another loud whistle and a gesture to the door with his thumbs, "takin' him." He shepherds the other two out of the room and shuts the door behind him.
I look at Loki. "You gotta let me go. The x-ray barely takes ten minutes and Dr. Dorian said you can come home after. I will wait but you have to go without me."
"This is a terrible plan. I do not have to do anything these mortals tell me to do! I am a-"
"I swear to Odin, Loki, if you say that you are a god I will jab you in the ribs."
His eyes narrow, but he complies. "I don't see why you cannot accompany me."
"Because X-rays are taken with radiation so it would potentially affect me but you need one. Just go get it taken and I'll be waiting for you."
He sighs, "Fine. If you are not here, I will come looking for you, leaving a trail of bodies behind me."
I snort. "Of course you will. Please don't get Tony sued."
He chuckles and kisses my temple. At that moment, Dr. Cox comes back and takes Loki off in a wheelchair, even though he whines and complains about being able to walk the whole time. It takes Dr. Cox and myself ten minutes to get him to shut up and sit down but once he does, it only takes fifteen minutes for them to bring him back. Dr. Cox cleared him to go but commanded that he take it easy for a few days. I help him into his shirt, and we leave.
When we get back to the tower, Morgan attacks his legs and asks if he would watch Frozen with her again. He sighs as though it's somehow an inconvenience but agrees.
"But first, little Stark, I must go speak with your father. He has requested my presence and I'm not one to deny it to him." He smirks.
I roll my eyes and peel her off Loki's legs. "Come on, Baby Stark. We will get the movie ready and wait for Uncle Loki to get back from tormenting your daddy."
"Torment? Noelle, darling, do you think so little of me?"
"I do when you're in this mood."
"What mood?" He asks, eyes glinting with mischief.
"You know what I'm talking about. Go play with Tony, I will take this little monster and we will wait to watch the movie. I know how much you love it."
He rolls his eyes and walks off towards Tony's office. When he comes back, they watch Frozen and then colour in her new colouring book while I take down Christmas decorations.
Around dinner time, Peter arrives with pizza and Loki just attacks it.
"Thank the Norns you bought more than one." I whisper to him as we watch Loki finish the first one on his own. I whack his hand as he reaches for a piece of mine and Morgan's pizza. He glares at me and takes some of Peter's.
At about 5:15, Nat comes marching in, "Okay! Odinson and Tyrdottir, get out! Go to your apartment and don't come out. I assume you have the necessities for surviving through the night?"
Loki's eyes light up and he jumps up, grabs my hand, and pretty much runs to the elevator.
We stay in our room the rest of the night.
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I wake up to something tickling my ear. I wave at it to make it stop but it soon returns. I slowly realize as I grow more conscious that the tickling is my fiancè's lips moving down my ear, jaw, and neck. I lean back into him as he kisses my cheek.
"Good morning, love." He says, voice thick with sleep. Norns, I love that voice.
"Good morning." I whisper back and turn over to face him. I slide my arms around his neck and lean my forehead against his. He kisses my head, then my nose, then my lips. His movements are slow, probably because he just woke up and hasn't had any coffee.
"You had to think of coffee." He sighs as his right arm, which was around my waist, flops back. The right one had the fractured ulna but the X-ray said it was healed almost completely. It still aches but not much.
"You had to say it out loud? Now I need some." I counter and he smiles a little. I rest my head on my hand that's propped up by my elbow and look down at him. They took the stitches out before we left but he still has a small mark from where the cut was. I press my lips to the wound and he closes his eyes. I kiss down to his cheekbones and whisper in his ear, "You know what goes good with coffee?"
"Hmm?"
"Donuts." His eyes snap open. He stands up as fast as his injuries would allow and starts putting clothes on. I laugh and pick up his discarded shirt from the floor. Slipping it over my head, I grab a pair of leggings then tie the shirt up around my belly button.
Loki drags me out of the tower the second I finish tying my shoes. We walk to the donut shop just down the street hand in hand. He told me about the mission, I talked about what I did while he was gone. Basically we just catch up.
While we sit in the shop, eating our delectably decadent donuts, my phone buzzes. It's Tony.
"What is it?" Loki asks as he takes another bite.
"It's Tony. He wants to know if we are free later. He's having a little dinner party at the tower."
"I haven't got any plans. Do you?"
"You are supposed to be taking it easy."
"Look, I'm fine!" He raises his arms above his head to prove his point. "I beg of you, my angel, Noelle. Do not keep me cooped up all day."
He's so dramatic. "I guess if you're feeling better, we can go for a little while."
"Lovely." He smiles at me and pops a donut hole in his mouth.
I text Tony to tell him we will be there. The second I hit send, I start to think about it. "Wait a minute. Loki, you hate parties. Why the sudden urge to go?"
His face turns to stone and I can't read his emotions. Great. "Perhaps I just want to eat all of the Man of Iron's food. And to play with the little ones. I do like children, Noelle."
"You're avoiding the question." Then it hits me, "Does this have something to do with what you and Stark talked about yesterday?"
"I haven't a clue what you are talking about."
"Don't lie to me, I can always tell. You may be the God of Mischief and Lies but I know you better than the one who gave you that title."
"I gave myself part of that title."
"My point exactly." I pause, looking into his eyes. "What aren't you telling me?"
He sighs, looking at his food, then back at me. "Trust that it's a good thing and there is nothing to worry about. You will understand in time." His eyes are pleading. I believe him.
"Okay."
"Thank you."
"What time are we to be there?"
"Ask Stark, it is his party."
I laugh and text Tony as Loki stands up, holding my jacket out to me so I can slide my arms in. We walk back to the tower.
*5:45 pm*
"Alright, I'm ready. Are you good, Loki?"
"Yes." He comes around the corner and I see him in the mirror. He's in a green button up with black dress pants. No tie, jacket over his arm. "You look divine, darling." He takes three long strides and is behind me, hands on my hips.
"Thank you. It isn't too fancy is it?" I glance down at my purple dress. It is made of satin and has silver embellishments at the hem, stopping just above my knee.
"It's lovely. Let's go." He takes my hand and practically drags me out the door.
The elevator doors open as we reach Tony and Pepper's private duplex apartment. It is decorated with fairy lights across the ceiling and the balcony. There are tables decorated with white cloth and light purple flowers in pale green box vases. The white chairs have gold bows on the backs. Pep and Tony approach us as we walk in.
"Damn, Pep. You really know how to throw a party!"
"Well, when you work for this lunatic for 15 years, you tend to learn how to be a good event planner."
"I'd be offended but she would be correct." Tony drapes his arm around her shoulders and kisses her cheek. He then turns to Loki with a pointed look, "She is always right."
I laugh and Pepper smacks Tony's arm.
"Hey, gorgeous. You ready?" Nat struts over to me in her form-fitting black dress and red stilettos. She has a garment bag hanging over her shoulder. I cock an eyebrow at her and turn to Loki, who is crouching down to talk to Morgan.
"Ready for what?"
"I heard a little whisper about a courthouse wedding and I am not having that." Tony is grinning from ear to ear.
"I'm sorry, run that by me again? Are you telling me that this is my wedding?"
"And this is your wedding dress, now let's go!" Nat starts pulling my hand and Pep loops her arm through mine. I look back at Loki who is smirking at me. I suddenly get giddy and pretty much run up the stairs to Pepper and Tony's bedroom where the ladies help me get into the dress and work on my hair.
Loki clearly had a hand in the dress pick. I honestly wouldn't be surprised if he made it while in Tony's office yesterday. It's almost a Midgardian take on an Asgardian wedding dress. It has a lace bodice, v-neck with thin beaded straps on my shoulders and flowy fabric off the shoulder. The rest of the skirt is flowy and light and reminds me of my dresses on Asgard.
Pepper hands me a black box tied with green and gold ribbon. Loki's name is in gold lettering in the corner. I cock an eyebrow at them- both women having a huge grin on their faces- and open the box. Nestled into the green silk is a gold circlet tiara with Asgardian crystal encrusted leaves and emerald droplets. I start to tear up, realizing what he is giving me. He's making me his queen.
Pepper curls my hair, pinning parts of it up and settles the crown into the curls. They decide that my makeup is good enough as it was from when I did it for the party and they announce that I'm ready.
We walk down the stairs and all the Avengers are there, quite the accomplishment actually. Loki stands next to Bucky at the front of the room, Thor standing just behind him looking like he's about to burst into tears. As I reach the bottom of the stairs, I see Tony waiting for me.
He smiles at me, offering me his arm. "How you feeling, hot stuff?
"Honestly, way more than I thought I would. I'm a little bit overwhelmed." I joke and take his arm.
He laughs and walks me down to Loki, who is just grinning like an idiot. Wanda stands on the other side of him. I reach him and Tony kisses my cheek before going to sit with his wife and daughter. Loki pulls my hands into his own. Bucky starts talking.
"Thank you all for coming. For those of you that don't know me," We all look at him, Loki snickers, "I'm not the biggest believer in real happy endings. But this isn't a therapy session. And you two are so great together, ya know?" He makes a noise and I glance at him. His eyes are slightly watery. He clears his throat and continues. "It's like you were..." he sniffs, "made for each other."
"He's gonna cry." Wanda says with a smile.
"No, I'm not!" Buck automatically answers. Then from the back of the room, Steve starts playing his guitar. "I'm not, I'm not, I'm not, I'm not, I'm not!"
I grin at Loki. This is perfect. Bucky clears his throat again, "Noelle and Loki, when everyone sees you, they see true love." He pauses, "it's the best love." He rattles out, voice cracking. "Can we just, um, the rings or something?" He's trying not to cry. I want to hug my best friend, my best man, right there, the big baby.
Thor and Nat get out the rings and we take them from them. I look at Loki's ring. It's a black band with purple patterns carved in. "I don't know what to say." I whisper to him.
"All my thoughts are all jumbled, I'm not sure what to say either." He mutters back.
"You don't need vows, brother. Just say why you love each other!" Thor suggests.
"I'll go first." He takes my left hand in his, sliding the ring on. I take a moment to admire it. It is gold but doesn't connect like a normal ring. Instead it has two green emeralds on the ends. It looks like it's a vine wrapping around my finger. I start to get a little bit teary. "Noelle, darling. There are a million reasons why I love you. You make me laugh, you take care of me when I fall ill. You're sweet and caring and you make me pastries the way my mother used to when I was upset." I breathe out a laugh, "But the main reason I love you, Noelle, is you brighten my life, which was at one time a never ending black hole. You saved me, and most of all, you love me." I'm beaming at his words. His eyes are misty from the raw emotion he feels. He never thought he would get this moment.
"My turn." I say as I slip his ring on his own hand, "Loki, I love you because you're funny and you make me feel loved. You make me feel safe. You bought me a necklace for my first ball that has protected me ever since." I raise my hand to touch the necklace; I never take it off. "But the real reason I love you, Loki Odinson, is you make me happy. You make me more happy than you could possibly imagine."
My lover grins widely, letting a tear fall from his eye. I reach up to brush it away.
"Okay then!" He clears his throat one more time, "By the power vested in me by the very bitter, old man who works at the courthouse on Schermerhorn street, I now pronounce you man and wife. You may kiss the bride."
I snake my arms around his neck immediately and pull him down to me. He smirks against my lips and pulls me deeper, closer to him. There is applause around us but we don't stop for them. We stand there and kiss for a while before Tony says something that makes me laugh. I break away from him and keep one hand on his cheek as I pull Tony in to hug me. We hug everyone there (well, I do. Loki shakes hands and picks up Morgan so they can't hug him full on.)
Tony claps Loki on the back and asks Loki if he can hold onto Morgan for a bit while he goes to check on the caterers. Loki nods to him as Thor hands me a green bag with purple tissue paper. When we look inside, it's a bottle of Asgardian wine. I look at him for a moment before hugging him tightly, thanking him.
"Who wrapped this for you, Brother?" Loki asks him, patting his shoulder and pulling me away from him, an arm around my waist.
"Is it so hard to believe that I am skilled at making gifts look presentable?"
"A bit, yes."
Thor scowls and points to Morgan, who is still up in Loki's arms. She seems happy there. It's my favorite place to be so I completely understand.
"Look at you, gorgeous! You look just like your momma." I turn around to see James, my mom's boyfriend before she passed. I immediately jump into his arms and he laughs, stumbling back slightly. "You didn't think I would miss this did you? I'd never miss an event like this."
"Truth be told, James, I wasn't aware this was an event."
He laughs and lets me go to look at my face, "I was told not to say anything." He glances back at Loki.
I turn around too and glare at my husband teasingly. He smirks at me and turns his attention back to the child in his arms.
James leans down a little to whisper in my ear, "Is she yours?"
I smile, "No. She is Tony and Pepper's daughter. We are just her favorite Aunt and Uncle. Isn't that right, Morgan?" I squeeze her leg lovingly and she just nods. She's fascinated by the magic that Loki is doing for her.
"I see. Look, doll. You know I love you but I have to go. I'm really sorry, but I couldn't completely clear my schedule tonight."
"It's totally fine! The fact that you came at all means so much to me. Thank you, James." I hug him again. He holds on just as tight.
"I meant what I said, you know. You really do look just like her." And with that parting whisper, he shakes Loki's hand.
As I watch the man who loved my mother the way she deserved leave, I am struck by a brief moment of sadness. I wish she was here. Loki kisses my temple and whispers in my mind, 'She is here. They both are.' I nod and dab lightly at the tears that filled my eyes.
After around 20 more minutes of socializing with my family, Peter comes running up to me.
"Hey, Auntie Elle! There's a guy in the hallway. Mr. Bucky and Captain Rogers won't let him in but told me to come get you." I look back at Loki who looks as confused as I feel. He hands Morgan over to Pete and laces his fingers through mine.
We meet Buck and Steve in the doorway, who are standing there, shoulder to shoulder, looking menacingly at the man in the hall. I understand why the moment I see him.
"Tyr?"
"Hello, daughter."
There is a silence for a moment. Loki automatically goes into his protective defense mode and angles his body so I am slightly behind him as he moves to stand beside Bucky.
"What... why... how- how did you get here? How did you find out where I was?" I'm stumbling over my words in my shock. Why was my father here? I walk out of the door and into the hallway, Loki right behind me with Bucky and Steve flanking us. Loki tells Steve to close the doors.
"I am your father, child, you could not keep your marriage to a Prince from me."
My anger flares up. "So if I were to marry a Midgardian, you wouldn't be here? You're only here because I chose to marry the former Prince of Asgard?" Loki puts his other hand on my waist. 'We don't want to ruin that pretty dress, do we, love?' He whispers in my head.
"That is not what I meant."
"I know exactly what you meant."
"Daughter, listen to me-"
"Make me!"
"Darling-" Loki starts but I interrupt him.
"You don't give a shit about me, and you never have. Just go! I don't want you here."
"Daughter-"
"You can't even say my fucking name, Tyr. Say it! What is my name?"
"I know your name, child-"
"Then say it."
He looks at me for a moment, as though seeing if I'm being serious. "Noelle. You need to take a breath." He says.
I stare at him, the sound of my name falling from his mouth angering me. Loki immediately has me around the waist and behind Steve and Bucky.
"Look, Mister. I don't know who you are, and I don't care. You are distressing my best friend on her wedding day so I suggest you walk away before I throw you out the window." Bucky's tone is calm, conversational, but his words are aggressive.
"You stay out of this, boy. This is between my daughter and I."
"You mess with her, you face all of us." I hear from the other end of the corridor. The slightly robotic voice tells me that Tony heard my yelling and got in his suit to take care of it. "And I should warn you, hot shot. There's a lot of fire power behind that door." He raises his hand and his repulsors charge up.
My father raises his hands in defeat and disappears from where he stands. I automatically release a deep, shaky breath. Loki wraps his arms around me and rests his head on top of mine. I reach one hand out to Bucky, Steve, and Tony. "Thank you." I whisper.
Buck squeezes my hand and Steve strokes my hair once.
"Take a deep breath, Elle. Come back in so we can eat soon. It's still your party." Tony says to me and the three of them go back inside.
"Are you alright?" His voice is full of concern.
"I'm alright." I answer. I pull away to look at him and smile, raising my hand to cup his cheek. He leans into the contact and kisses my wrist, right above my tattoo of his symbol. "I love you, Loki."
"I love you, Angel." He pulls me into his chest again.
"Loki."
"Yes?"
"We are married."
I feel him grin, "Yes we are." He lifts me up and kisses me for a moment before putting me down again.
"Are you ready to go back in?" He asks. I take a deep breath and run my fingers through my hair a little before nodding.
We open the door and are met with applause. I grin and feel my cheeks heat up. Loki smiles and pulls me into a kiss, earning more cheers. He ends it first and sits me down at the table, sitting beside me. He intertwines our fingers and holds my hand under the table. After dinner, people start making speeches- Thor sobbing through his- and giving toasts.
Tony decides it's time to dance and, very graciously, plays a slow song for us first: For the Dancing and the Dreaming.
As Loki leads me to the makeshift dance floor, I ask him, "So, you're okay that I didn't change my last name?"
"Darling, believe me. I would change my name if I could."
"You can, Loki. That's a thing in Midgard. You can change your name. We should create a whole new last name!"
He smirks at me, "Loki and Noelle Allguardians."
"Loki and Noelle Skywalker."
"Loki and Noelle Fraser!"
"No, wait, I got it! Are you ready? It's pretty good, I don't know if you're prepared."
"Just tell me." He laughs.
"Loki and Noelle Friggason."
He pauses, thinking. I feel all the things he was feeling at that moment. He makes a decision.
"Loki and Noelle Friggason." He leans down to kiss me, which was met by whoops and cheers from our audience.
We pull back as the song ends and Tony, the silly man, turns on Criminal by Britney Spears. I start laughing hysterically and poor Loki just looks confused. Asgardian weddings are a calm, respectful affair the whole time. They don't have crazy receptions that play YMCA or do the stupid, creepy garter thing.
He glances at me and sees my smile, his face changing to amusement as Nat comes up behind me to dance. I turn around in Loki's arms and reach for Natasha, who gets closer to me and dances like the way we do when we go clubbing, Loki still holding my waist.
After Criminal, Tony let Peter pick a song, because he is a softy for his Spiderson, and that boy put on Baby Shark. The best part was all of us knew the dance and song because of little Morgan. We did change the words so that it's Baby Stark, but only because it made Morgan laugh and Tony flush.
After the Baby Stark song, Natasha thinks she's funny and plays Low-Key by Ally Brooke. That was an adventure in and of itself.
After that we had cupcakes because Stark pays more attention than I thought.
Loki and I sit on the couch after cupcakes, my legs in his lap, his fingers running along the soft fabric of my dress that covers my legs. Morgan sits on the other side of the couch with Peter, who watches her colour. Steve, Bucky, and Nat are sitting shoulder to shoulder opposite to us. Steve has his sketch pad in his lap and he keeps glancing at us, which tells me that he's drawing us. I don't mind, I'd love that memory. Nat and Buck, on either side of him, watch him sketch. Tony walks over to look over Steve's shoulder. He must have been done because Tony pats his shoulder and comes over to me and Loki. He has Loki and I sign the papers to make the marriage legally recognized by the state. It's official now. Afterward, he takes my hand and pulls me to the dance floor again. He plays a series of slower songs and he dances with me. I end up dancing with most of the Avengers: Tony, Steve, Bucky (twice; one slow, one fast), Thor, Peter, even Clint. It was really nice.
It isn't long before Loki claims me again. He dances with a few people (Pepper, Wanda, but mostly Morgan.) We dance to Taylor Swift's Lover, then Miss Americana and the Heartbreak Prince. By the time the party dies down again, it's nearing two am.
"Alright! I have one more thing to give the newlyweds before we prepare for hangovers and go to sleep." Tony shouts over the small group around us.
"Tony, you gave us a wedding, we don't need anything else." I tell him.
He smirks at me, "You may not but it's more your him than you, dear."
I cock an eyebrow at him as he hands Loki a little box. He opens it and takes the key out, slightly confused.
"You didn't think I would let you spend your honeymoon in the tower, did you?"
I gasp loudly, realizing what he did. "That's not... you wouldn't. Tones, are you being for real?"
"I'm confused, what is this?"
"That, Reindeer Games, is the key to the house on my private island." I shriek and throw my arms around Tony's neck. He hugs me tight. "The copter is waiting on the roof. You have clothes there (not that you will need them). You have 3 days. You are to be back by New Year's Eve."
Tony let's me go and Loki pretty much drags me to the roof. He helps me into the helicopter and buckles into the seat next to mine. He brings my knuckles to his lips as we take off, mouthing 'I love you' through the noise.
