After partially binding Loki's magic Odin sends Loki down to Earth. There Loki is found by Lilo and Stitch. They bring Loki to their home and help reform him. Some time has passed since that day and Loki is very happy with his new family. He would do anything for them. But the Avengers find out that Loki is on Earth and come to Hawaii to take him away.
This fic is up for multiple adoptions. I wont be writing it no matter what anyone says.
Odin decides that fair is fair and decides that Loki should be sent to Earth to be reformed as well. Before sending him down Loki's magic gets partially bound (only partially because you cant bound a magician's magic completely without killing them. After all they are children of magic). Loki gets sent down to Earth and somehow winds up in Hawaii. Lilo and Stitch find Loki passed out in the sand after being sent down and decide to take him home(that's just the kind people/aliens they are. Very trusting and willing to help). After bringing him back to the house Lilo later finds out just how screwed up Loki is(he is self destructive, self hatred, and takes his frustration out on everybody) and decides to make him her next project. (Lilo probably ends up showing Loki his own hand-made chart showing his 'unusually high' badness level). Being around Lilo and Stitch's weird family helps Loki become better. Because while they are weird they accept everyone's differences and that's really all Loki needed while growing up(Asguardians were mean to him because he was so pale and liked to do magic instead of traditional fighting. He was also too girly). Being around them gives Loki the confidence to embrace his true blue skin enough to where he will frequently wear it in front of others. (he also uses his ice powers while in that form to help cool him and others off.(like by making ice cream of a tiny winter wonderland during a heat wave.)
Loki loves his new found family and he shows it by doing several things: Like watching over Lilo and Stitch whenever they go out, doing experiments with Jumba, doing dress-up with Plekly, or helping Nani out around the house.
At some point in it the Avengers will find out about Loki being there and will try to get him locked up. But Stitch and the gang save him. Probably with the help of Bubbles and the Galactic Alien Council.(Loki is now classified as an experiment and is therefore under there protection)
-It would be cool if Loki even felt comfortable to change up his gender around them and became female Loki. Maybe even get a little Loki/Gantu or David/Loki/Nani action going on.
-Maybe Loki even has a job (like being a manager at some place or a hula girl) (I just want to see the Avengers reactions when they show up and see Loki in a Hula costume)
-When the Avengers show up it could be a blue Loki on the beach. or maybe they watch him interact with Lilo, Stitch, and one of the experiments. or they barge in on Loki while he is at his job.
Please let me know what you think about this story idea as well as tell me if you want to adopt this.
They meet at the same crossing at the same time every morning for three weeks and try not to stare at each other. They sip coffee, fidget, and pretend to check their phones. They accidentally meet eyes one morning and quickly turn their heads, flustered.
They wonder about each other. What the other does for a living, his name, where he lives, what his voice sounds like, what he eats for breakfast, what kind of music he listens to, if he’s single. If he’s good in bed. If he’s straight or not. What names he moans when he comes.
They invent backstories and make Sherlock Holmes-worthy deductions about one another for three solid weeks because both of them would rather die than do something as unthinkable as strike up a conversation with a stranger. (Even a stranger that they see every day.)
Thor is convinced this tall, slim man with pretty green eyes and glossy black hair works in an art gallery somewhere, eats takeout on fine China, drinks champagne like water, hosts dinner parties at his immaculate flat every Saturday night, and masturbates to BBC period dramas.
Loki is convinced this disgustingly handsome, golden-haired alpha male with the body of a Greek god works at a gym somewhere, lives on raw eggs and whey protein, drinks beer like water, hasn’t read a book in years, and has a dick to match his sex drive—enormous, in other words.
On day 24 they speak their first words to each other. Loki steps aside to accommodate a woman in a wheelchair and bumps squarely into Thor’s chest.
“Eh-excuse me,” he stammers, and pushes himself away. Thor, enthralled by the smooth, deep voice, stupidly utters, “Thanks.”
On day 26 they finally smile at each other. On day 28 they exchange greetings and names. By day 31 they’re both showing up at the crossing ten minutes early to chat and learn more about each other. Loki works at the nearby library. Thor is a personal trainer. They’re both single.
On day 35 Thor learns Loki is incredibly introverted, likes horror movies, and lives off of frozen meals. Loki learns that Thor has just moved to the area, likes to cook, and just got out of a bad relationship. Thor makes sure to say “ex-boyfriend” very clearly, to drop the hint.
On day 37 Thor asks if Loki would like to meet up for coffee somewhere else besides the crossing. Loki smiles and says of course.
On day 41 Loki invites Thor to dinner at a small outdoor bistro. They spend more time laughing and talking than eating, and stay until closing time.
On day 49 Thor invites Loki to his apartment for a home-cooked meal. It’s light, delicious, and very brief; they don’t even make it to dessert before they’re stumbling down the hallway toward the bedroom, kissing and stripping one another’s clothes off.
“Wanted you since I first saw you,” Thor utters between kisses. “Couldn’t stop thinking about you.”
“I never dreamed this would happen,” Loki gasps. “I was absolutely certain you’d be straight. Or a prick. You were just too good to be true.”
Thor snickers and kisses him again.
They fall into bed like they fell in love: fast, hard, and with hardly a word spoken between them. Thor is an attentive lover, generous and patient, a good match for Loki’s shy nature and relative inexperience. The sex is incredible, the best either of them has ever had.
The next morning they meet at “their” crossing and stand silently side by side, smirking, avoiding each other’s eyes like a pair of naughty schoolboys with a secret. When the light changes, they clasp one another’s hands, fingers entwining, and step off the sidewalk together.
A/N sooo this a human!Loki Au I decided to do, when I saw a perfectly normal prompt on Tumblr, and decided to waste my time with this instead of focusing on my main work.
warnings: FLUFF
Please bear in my that English is not my first language, and I have never written in a style like this, so its all very new to me.
Summary: It’s hard to want to have the highest score on the Pac-man machine, when someone beats it every other day. Also know as the story where something plain like a machine brings t two people together.
Word count: 1397
Tony had always tried his damn best in life. He always made sure to get the best grades, and always be in the top of his class. Still nothing was ever truly enough, even if he got home with a sheet of paper that only had A’s on them, would it only make his father focus his attention on him for a second if he was lucky. So he had tried again and again to be the best, but sometimes even Tony Stark needed a place where, he could be good, just because he was good. That dream got ruined though, when some jackass started besting him. BESTING HIM.
He had had the high score on the Pac-man machine for over a month now, and every time he came he tried to best his previous score. It wasn’t that there was anything special about the old rundown shack that the Pac-man machine resided in, but perhaps that was what made it so special. In the long run he had made this place his sanctuary had he only met two people, and even they had only ventured in here by accident. No one really understood the potential this place had, maybe even still has. Stark did though, he understood. So he had made this his very own sanctuary. A place he could come too, when he had simply had enough. When the weight of the world looking over his shoulders became too much, and he had to get away. Or the times where he just couldn’t handle being home anymore.
He had actually found the place by accident, or maybe some believer would have said it was fate, but he never really agreed to that kind of thoughts. He had had a fight with his father, he couldn’t even remember the reason anymore, probably it was only one of his sick attempts at some recognition. He hadn’t watched where he was going, the only thoughts going through his head was running and getting away. Which had caused him running face first into the building. His nose had hurt for weeks. Weeks. Still it had been worth it. Had been worth it countless of times.
Everything had been perfect until some douchebag, had started coming into his sanctuary and beating his high scores. It had been going on for about a week now. Every time he had made a new high score some big douche came in and bested him. It was beyond annoying. So he had finally found the time too wait around an entire day for the jackass to show up. He had brought some candy from his personal stash in his room. He was not a total savage after all. He had sat there mumbling on candy until he showed. The old bell rung its singsong, and then a woman- no a man- walked in. Honestly his long black hair and slender curves made it so that at first glance he looked like a lady. It was clear though the closer he came to the machine and his hideout, that it was a man. Even if at first he had seen him as a woman he began to see him as a more than that. Yeah sure one could make the mistake at first hand, but it was clear later on that this was a man. He was the only one that he knew could pull of dark long hair and still look manly. Was this the universe way of saying fuck you? Because fuck that.
The man’s long black hair matched outrageously good with the long and slender body. If it was humanly possible, made it him in Tony’s eyes so much more gorgeous. Okay so he had to make a slight chance of his plans. There was simply no way in hell that he wasn’t going to ask that fine being out right then and there. With a beating hard, that was not very like the infamous Tony Stark, made he his way over to his former opponent.
He started off with the simplest line his brain could muster up at the moment. “Hey are you the idiot, who keeps beating my high score?” good brain he thought, taking the cheeky route. Hopefully he would be making himself see more intriguing. After all the dark haired didn’t seem like the kind of guy that would just go out with absolutely everyone.
“No. You’re the one who keeps getting beat by me,” replied the dark haired equally as cheeky, and with a hint of playfulness, Tony had only heard when he was about get a very good night. Good he had gotten his attention then.
Fuck. He was even prettier up close. The emerald eyes sparkling like fire in the sun, totally overlapping with the dark nature that seemed to loom around him. God he loved darkness. He was sooo having to see more of this fine ass beauty. Now the great Tony Stark just needed to find the best approach.
“I will take that as a yes then-“ he had a big smile plastered on; hopefully it would have the desired effect and make his very being seem illuminating and slightly threatening. “In case you haven’t guessed already, i’m really not the person you want to find yourself in battle with.”
“Is that a challenge Mr Stark?” the dark haired had sensed the threatening tone in his voice, but he replied with his own kind of threat hidden in a playful tone.
“Yeah you- “ he wasn’t even permitted to finish his sentence before light pink lips met his own.
It was the kind of kiss; that would take a philosopher getting drunk to describe. At one side of the coin was it a kiss like many before, and on the other side it was a kiss he had never experienced the depth off. The kind of kiss a person would want to repeat multiple times in ones life, the kiss most people sought but never really truly finding. At first it was gently, not one of them quite sure why they would kiss a stranger, but that was the beauty of it wasn’t it? They were both strangers so there was so much to explore between them. The kiss got a little messier, and the at last it was purely driven on hormones and lust. Swollen lips were repeatedly meeting his won, and even if his lips protested he just couldn’t get enough. With each part was his body screaming for it to happen again, for them to be engulfed again and for the ecstasy to bloom again, for more just to happen. And more he would give it.
He didn’t want to interrupt the moment, but he had too if he needed to satisfy the gnawing worry already residing in his brain. He took his lips from his, and stopped the other from continuing the work just yet; he needed to ask the question that he had been dying to ask since he first laid eyes on him.
“Do you wanna go out with me gorgeous?” Barely had he gotten the question out before the answer was given to him, in the shape of lips upon his. Sounds of pleasure was already filling the air around them, and they became more hasty as he was led towards a flat surface.
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@pastapizzacheesedragon thank you for being beta
@nannna003 and i hope you like it
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@weirdnewbie i cant remember if you ship it, but anyhow i tagged you, so i hope you do
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
One-Shot
2208 Words
Thorki; Fluff; Human Loki; OR IS HE?
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“LOKI!”
Loki spun, alarmed, then grew even more alarmed to see a large, muscular man striding toward him.
He froze in panic, and his mind scrambled to place him. He’d seen him, on the news, online…. Thor! The Avenger! The alien/god/hero… way too good looking chap!
He found himself backing up automatically as the huge man - god? - approached, until he hit the wall, arms raised in a feeble effort to forestall the mountain of muscles.
“Loki!” His huge hands clamped around Loki’s shoulder, and Loki suddenly felt exceptionally breakable. “You- You’re alive! How? What did you-”
“I’m not him!” Loki finally got out, and the god stopped, and stared at him. “I’m not! I- That is my name, but it’s not that uncommon, in Norway! And I know I look like him, people have said, but I’m not! I’m not! I grew up here! I’m a writer! I have parents and… and high school yearbooks, and opinions about eighties cartoons!” There had been a time when agents had come, and investigated his resemblance to the invading god, and Loki had questioned his own reality. But he was him, and he was real, and he wasn’t an ancient god alien!
What’s a werewolf to do when you have some anger to release? turn into your wolf form and destroy some forest, of course. Unless that forest is a little bit too close to an isolated house, and said house owner sees you. The ‘act natural’ trick works for a while and the owner -named Loki- believes he is just a friendly wolf, until during one of Thor’s many visits he accidentally turns back to human form in front of Loki. And he is of course, naked. Nonetheless, Thor has much explaining to do.
Chapters: 53/53
Fandom: Marvel Cinematic Universe
Rating: Mature
Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence
Relationships: Loki/Tony Stark, Clint Barton/Darcy Lewis, Onesided Malekith/Loki
Characters: Loki (Marvel), Tony Stark, Pepper Potts, Natasha Romanov, Clint Barton, Bruce Banner, Steve Rogers, Darcy Lewis
Additional Tags: Hurt/Comfort, Humour, Drama, Loki is a BAMF, and a slut, and so is tony, avenger!loki, man this story is gonna be a monster, but i love it, AU, avenger!loki AU, there are just so many tolkien references man i have a problem, fuck first and question feelings later I guess
Series: Part 1 of My Fellow Hedonist
Summary:
'"Tony Stark, the man behind the mask," Loki purred. "To business. I would rather avoid lawsuits if humanly possible, so working out some rules now is advisable."
Tony quickly learned that behind that cultured accent and those perfect manners lay an arrogant, sarcastic dickhead, and Tony couldn't decide where he liked Loki or wanted to kill him.'
AU starting from the end of Iron Man 2.
Loki is an English businessman, an arrogant, handsome, genius billionaire playboy philanthropist, and when he moves to America, develops a supersuit and starts a rivalry with Tony Stark, he catches the attention of SHIELD.
Soon, the Tesseract gets stolen by a dichromatic bastard from outer space, and things get real fast.
Like every other day, Loki sat in the cluttered middle of his room, papers and pencils strewn around him as he tried his hardest to write. It had been little over three days and the composition before him was nowhere near even begun. Procrastination had gotten the better of him and the song he had meant to have written by the previous afternoon had been written and rewritten over and over again.
For the first time in a very long time, Loki couldn't think of anything to write. He was usually the most productive, got it done before all others, but as of late he had been falling behind in most aspects of his life in fact.
Something felt missing, unfinished, like he needed to accomplish something. So far that had escaped him as well, no attempts had been made to lift that feeling as Loki had no idea why he even felt this way. But there was no time for that, he had to get this song finished, and for what? Did he have to write it for someone? No. Did he have to send it in for a contest? No.
This was purely for his amusement and yet he wouldn't let go of the fact that for once he couldn't write. Until Loki finished the composition, he could not rest.
A loud knock was heard at his door, breaking him from his thoughts.
