A long-held MCU favorite of mine is Loki. He's funny, multi-faceted, and a great character to center any kind of fanfic around. Below is a list of some of my favorite fics of him->
His Mother's Son by Lise: T, no pairings
She found Loki curled up in a corner of her garden, his knees pulled to his chest and streaks on his face from tears when he looked up at her. “I’m never going to be like Thor, am I?” he said, and started to cry.
To Me by Asidian: G, Loki/Steve
On the anniversary of Loki's birth, a feast is held in Father's hall. This, he thinks, is as it should be: this is as it is every year, with lively music on the harp, with men and women dancing, with all his favorite foods. Except this year the foods are not the ones he prefers, after all, but those favored by his brother. And the music is not harp music but the blaring of horns. And when Father calls attention to the assembled throng to give a speech for the occasion, he does not mention Loki at all.
He proclaims the meal in honor of Thor's prowess as a warrior. He announces that the firstborn prince has bested his training instructor this day.
The boar meat, spicy and rich on Loki's tongue, is suddenly tasteless. He puts his fork down amidst the wave of applause that floods the hall; he watches as his brother, golden and triumphant, stands to accept his congratulations. The child thinks, perhaps, that this is some ruse. His family, too, scold him for his pranks, and perhaps they have decided to show him what it is like to be on the receiving end.
But the jest, if jest it is, grows long.
xE rre by Felicity G. Silvers: M, Loki/Tony
Tony knows he should be a lot more bothered about the god that's started to appear in his tower despite no word that Loki has escaped from his punishment on Asgard. That doesn't mean he is, not when Loki is actually answering questions that he asks and there's so much he wants to know.
The Space Between by reine Seele: M, no pairings
Two years after the events of the movie takes place, Thor goes looking for his brother. What he finds is not what he expected, but is it enough to bring his brother home? A re-telling of the Norse myth, "The Building of Asgard's Wall."
Tides Change by Cassy27: T, No pairings
Loki doesn't want a certain device falling into Doom's hands so he joins the Avengers for this one time quest. However, things get a bit out of hand and Loki finds himself trapped in a situation he might not get out of. Will Thor help him or not?
Drown by Ordis: T, Jane/Thor, Pepper/Tony
Three months after Operation Avengers all is well. Or is it? When Steve and Tony hack into SHIELD to find missing weapons shipments they find more than they bargained for in the form of a prisoner who should, by rights, have been sent to Asgard long ago.
Syrgja by Lady Charity: M, Clint/Sif, Jane/Thor, Loki/Natasha
None of this was supposed to happen. SHIELD wasn't supposed to find Thor and Loki on Earth three years after the battle. Loki wasn't supposed to be a silent shadow of who he once was. And the Avengers...weren't ever meant to have to endure the madness that would follow. "Cry, Loki. Cry."
let all be quiet (in your head); series by unintentionallyangsty: T, no pairings
This is literally just a series of unconnected, non-linear, stories revolving around Loki's normally carefully controlled emotions bubbling to the surface, and Thor getting the opportunity to step into the role of Protective Big Brother, based off of this Fluff/Angst prompt list.
Burdened with Glorious Purpose series by orphan_account: T, Jane/Thor, Pepper/Tony
Hospitality:
"You lied," said Gamora, not accusingly. "You said that you were 'just Loki,' but you're not. You're Prince Loki Odinson of Asgard, aren't you?"
Loki didn't seem stunned by her declaration. "Nay," he contradicted emotionlessly, "not anymore." Then Loki considered what he'd said. "Forget what I just said," he amended, "I was never an Odinson in the first place."
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Post-Thor, and Pre-GotG. Gamora is a hardened, remorseless assassin. She has been trained as a weapon, skilled in the art of killing. She is the adopted daughter of Thanos, and she, of all people, shouldn't be feeling pity. Especially not for the green-eyed god of lies Thanos pulled from the Void... No pairings and no slash.
The Liesmith:
Loki didn't know when he'd been reduced to such...humiliation.
Here he was, back at the home of those cursed Avengers, with Thor, who was practically pleading with the mortals to allow Loki to stay. And to top it off, the Odin didn't seem content with just disarming him physically before he left Asgard. No, the one-eyed fool--he seemed to be running into them a lot lately--had stripped him of his lies.
How on earth was he going to get out of this ridiculously embarrassing situation? Whatever.
He was Loki.
He'd think of something.
The Great Subconscious Club series by Mikkeneko: T, no pairings
After the events of Avengers Loki comes under the care of one Charles Xavier, who is determined to save him in spite of himself.
Summary: You are a new mutant recruit in training with the Avengers, and Loki is brought in to teach you how to use your powers.
Warnings: 18+ Minors DNI! Eventual smut
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Chapter 4:
The Dinner
Word Count: 2727
Summary: You see Loki for the first time since your last session and he's not acting like you'd expect. You go out to dinner with the Avengers.
Warnings: References to masturbation, a little angsty, the Avengers getting drunk, Reader is getting a bit drunk and a bit desperate
Today you wake up in a bad mood. The alarm went off and you looked at your phone, angry at its existence.
Why are you so cranky? Is it because you know that you have to see Loki tomorrow and you’re still mad at him? The fact that you don't feel like you are far enough along in training as you should be? Or this fancy dinner Tony is making you all go to this evening to get to know the new recruits?
You drag yourself out of bed, and head downstairs for breakfast, still a bit groggy. You slowly walk down the corridor, only to see Loki in the kitchen with Thor. You feel your eyes narrow as you watch the brothers for a moment, as they laugh and tell Bucky stories of a village they had saved on Vanaheimr. And speaking of the female conquests they had.
"He could bewitch whatever beauty he wanted to with his Silver tongue", Thor pointed to Loki, who stood proudly with his arms crossed and smirked.
You snort, yea I bet he could, when he's not being a total ass.
You feel their eyes snap towards your direction as they hear your approach, but you keep walking as if you have the kitchen to yourself.
"Lady Y/N! How are you this fine morning?", Thor asked, his booming voice obnoxiously loud.
"Just fine, thanks," you don't try to cover the sound of irritability in your voice.
Maybe if Loki and Thor weren't in my space bragging about all the women they slept with. Ugh, I need to get laid, this is the worst. I wonder if Bucky would be into a quickie…?
“Do you remember those maidens in the pub on the Mount of Slottir? They looked as though they were goddesses themselves! And that one, she could put her legs around her-," Thor continues the conversation.
Loki clears his throat.
"AHEM. Perhaps we could change our conversation considering our present company", he nods in your direction.
"Oh don't worry about Y/N, she could tell you guys tales!" Bucky chuckles, and you roll your eyes.
"Oh? A fair many conquests?", Loki inquires, looking at you with a mischievous grin and a wink. This is the first time he's spoken to you since he yelled at you last week, and you want to either punch him or kiss him- you're not sure which.
He never came around on Sunday mornings, what is he doing here anyways? You look at his clothing- he’s wearing the Asgardian leathers that he wears during your lessons. He must’ve been sparring with Thor this morning.
"I don't kiss and tell," you reply with a sarcastic smirk as you open the fridge.
"Unless she's had a couple of drinks!," Bucky teases. Damnit, Bucky. You recall one night where you complained to Bucky about how you missed having a sex life- he didn’t need to broadcast it. You shoot him a glare and his smile disappears. You've got to get out of here, this is way too much for 8 am.
"Y/N, did you make these?", Loki gestures at the cookie in his hand. He gingerly takes a bite and continues to look you in the eyes as he chews. There is mischief in his eyes, and it feels as if he is taunting you, daring you to snap at him.
"Yup," you respond curtly and turn back to the contents of the fridge.
"Well they are divine, just like the brownies you gifted me. You are quite the talented baker." You can feel the blush on your cheek as you continue to look on the shelves for a breakfast that isn't there. This is absolute torture.
"Oh thanks, yea I thought they came out pretty good…", you trailed off. Is he complimenting you in front of others to disarm you? What is this game he's playing?
You decide you need out of this immediately, and close the fridge door.
"I'll see you guys later, I'm going to head out for breakfast," you turn around without looking at the group and hurriedly walk towards the elevators.
You let out a huge sigh of relief when you get in the elevator. You didn't realize you had been holding in your breath as you had left. Even though you are still mad at him, it didn’t curb your craving for him. You could feel the damp in between your legs forming. You need to masturbate and clear your mind before you do anything else. Your hope is that if you think of Loki when you touch yourself, your lust won’t keep bubbling to the surface. That always works, right?
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After the annoyance this morning, you had decided to get out of the tower for breakfast and some shopping as a treat to yourself. It had been a great distraction and helped with your mood. Now you were actually looking forward to the dinner at the high end Japanese fusion restaurant that Tony had rented out for your private party.
You look at yourself in the mirror after you’re done getting ready.
Not bad.
You have on your new little black dress and black and gold Manolo Blahniks you bought today. This is the first time you had taken advantage of Tony’s offer to charge to his account, and you were thankful for it. You had even gone to a salon for an updo, facial and makeup, making you feel particularly glamorous. Altogether, you were feeling like you would fit right in with the Avengers at a swanky restaurant uptown. You were excited to be just with the team tonight, and no more weirdness with that sexy Prince who haunted your dreams.
First he's nice, then he's mean, now he's sort of flirting? What is it with this guy? I definitely should not have gotten a crush on the God of Chaos.
You resolve to put him out of your mind- tonight was about you and the team, and to maybe think more about what Bucky had said about you joining the next mission.
Loki had been a huge distraction in your decision. Do you think you were good enough? Were your powers showing enough promise? Were you ready for all of this superhero business? Or was it time to cut your losses?
Your mind swirled, thinking about the last few months as you finished getting ready and headed downstairs to your car. Setting aside the Loki stuff, you still had to figure out if you belonged here.
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You arrive at the restaurant early, so you can pick out a seat by Steve and Bucky. You are relieved to see the friends have already arrived. Early as always- you knew you could rely on Steve to be punctual.
"Well well, look what the cat dragged in," Bucky jokes as you walk up to the large table. He stands up and smiles, “Looking gorgeous, Doll”. He is in a black suit with a deep red shirt underneath- you don’t see him dressed nicely often, but it suits him. He hugs you gently and gives you a chaste peck on the cheek.
“Thanks, Bucky,” you smile shyly back at him.
Steve stands and steps over to you, his eyebrows raised in surprise. He is dressed in a well tailored blue button down shirt which is accenting his wide shoulders, and tight on his arms and chest. You are suddenly reminded of why you had fantasized about him before you had met Loki.
"Hi, Y/N, you look…. amazing, " Steve compliments you awkwardly. You have never seen him like this- he is almost flustered. Bucky smirks at Steve and gives you a nod.
"Thanks, I figured that even if I don't act the part of a chic superhero, I should look it,” you gesture at your outfit.
You settle in with Steve and Bucky, while the others pour in. The new recruits arrive - Wanda and Vision- along with Nat and Clint, and Tony at the head of the table. You are settling in as the servers arrive to take drink orders.
As you watch your new companions chatting with each other, your eyes fall on the last person you wanted to see- Loki. He saunters in after Tony and takes his seat near the opposite end of the table- diagonally from you, making it hard to ignore him. He’s dressed in a black suit with crisp white shirt and black tie. He looks amazing, as usual. He looks at you and smiles and winks. You feel your heart beat faster, as you realize your masturbation session this morning had been in vain.
As your side of the table snacks on appetizers, you introduce yourself to Wanda and Vision, and listen to their story for a bit before turning back to Steve and Bucky. You adjust how you’re sitting so that Loki is no longer in your line of sight, making it easier for you to relax.
Dinner is delicious, and although Loki is present at the table, you have managed to actually enjoy yourself and your friends’ company. The drinks have helped you decompress, and you’re feeling warm all over as you enjoy your conversations.
You find that you can get Steve really talking when you ask him about his drawings, and you are charmed by his love of the craft. You enjoy the mens’ generosity and effort they put into finding common ground in your discussion, as they bring up modern culture they’re learning about.
The evening has progressed, and the other side of the table has become more rowdy, as the attendees get more drunk and animated. Nat and Clint are arguing about a previous assignment, but they’re speaking in codes so no one can follow what they’re talking about. You can hear the laughter at the end of the table, and then a voice calls out to you.
"Hey, Y/N, c'mere, Loki's telling me about your training, but I wanna know what you have to say!", Tony shouts down from the other end of the table, clearly drunk.
Oh this will be fun.
You stand up and walk to the end of the table, trying to be as graceful as possible despite the pumps and the alcohol in your system.
"Good evening, Y/N. You are looking positively exquisite this evening. I was just telling Stark that had you only tapped into your true feelings, you could hone your skills better. You're blocking yourself and therefore preventing yourself from advancing," Loki held up his glass of red wine toward you and took a drink.
You could feel the heat rise in your face as you take in Loki’s summary, anger seeping into every part of your body.
"Is that true, Bubbles?", Tony asked.
"Don't call me that," you snapped and glared at him.
"I think if my teacher wasn't an arrogant ass, I would've progressed more," you glared at Loki. You don't even know why you are mad at him, he's probably right. But he didn't need to talk about your training like this in front of everyone.
Nat and Clint call out, "Oooooo" in unison like a sitcom. You try to ignore them, and the eyes of the others that are shifting to the conversation.
“You had one difficult session, and then you had to take a week off,” Loki bit back, staring hard at you. You feel your hands balling into fists, and you imagine jumping over the table and strangling him.
“I was getting better!! I used my powers to move something! Training was going just fine, and then you had to go and be a dick!!”, you shouted at him, the drinks loosening your tongue.
Loki laughed coldly, “Yes, you accomplished the one task that I had asked of you. And then you promptly gave up." He maliciously smiled at you while taking another sip of his wine.
The whole table is now quietly staring in shock at the scene unfolding. You can feel yourself start to tremble in anger and you decide to exit this conversation before you are kicked off the team. You hear Tony start to interject, but turn around and quickly head down towards the ladies' room, tucked into the back of the restaurant.
As you walk down the hallway, you see a green cloud of magic, and Loki appears at the end, arms crossed and looking at you.
"You've been avoiding me tonight, Darling", he stares down at you.
You look at him briefly and pause to take a deep breath. You reply as coolly as you can, "No I haven't. Maybe you're just not used to getting attention all the time". You try to walk past him to go into the ladies room, but he grabs your arm and pulls you towards him.
"What are you doing?" You ask, looking into his eyes with anger. You can hear your heartbeat loudly slamming in your ears, and your body feels like it’s on fire.
"We haven't seen each other in nearly a week. And yet, I am greeted with nothing but cold deference from you. Tell me, what have I done to offend?", his voice light and airy, as he feigns innocence.
"Our last training session you were a total asshole to me, Loki! Don't act like you don't remember, because I do. I didn't appreciate you treating me like that! And then you have to bring it up in front of everyone? What the HELL is the matter with you?!", you rip your arm from his grip.
Loki sneers at you and starts to laugh. He steps closer to you and leans in, his face now inches from yours.
His voice is now deeper with a hint of delight, "Now there's the fire. And here I thought you were but a timid mouse. It turns out you're quite fierce when you want to be. And I’m the God of Mischief, I don’t know what else you would expect," he smiles down at you, a glint of excitement appearing in his eyes.
You glare at him, but heat is flooding to your sex. His deep voice has stoked the fires of your lust, and his body this close to yours has your pulse racing. You can smell the wine on his breath as it mixes with the cologne he’s wearing, creating an alluring scent. And with the suit, tight to his body and accenting his tall frame and broad shoulders, he is incredibly intimidating up close. You feel hot all over, and electricity spreads throughout your body. You have an overwhelming need to kiss him right now.
“Hey, Y/N, you okay?”, Nat’s voice calls from behind you. Loki shifts his gaze to the redhead walking towards you both, and straightens his body away from yours.
You turn away from Loki and force a smile, “Oh yea, everything’s fine, Nat. We’re done here”.
She looks at you both suspiciously, but you know she can tell what’s going on between the two of you.
“Oh…okay…well just let me know if this greasy jerk is bothering you,” Nat says casually and turns around to head back to the dinner.
You do not look back at Loki, and step quickly into the bathroom. You walk straight to the sink, breathing heavily and bracing your hands on the counter to hold yourself up.
Looking at yourself in the mirror, you see you are visibly shaking. You realize now that this lust mutual, Loki obviously feels the same way. Something almost happened between you two, and Nat saw it.
Shit. This is bad, this is so so bad. Is Nat telling everyone now?
You assure yourself that nothing actually happened, and anything Nat saw was just an intense conversation. You take some deep breaths and wait a few more minutes to gather the courage to go back out to the table and act like nothing happened. You can think about Loki later.
You walk back down the hall to your party’s table, and briefly glance over the group - Loki is gone. You sigh in relief as you return to your chair. No one asks you about the fight that had unfolded, and you’re thankful. You assume Steve likely told the group to leave it alone. You decide to bury your feelings again, and try to enjoy the rest of the evening with your friends.
3 Steps Back (ao3) - RavenOfRao
pepper/tony
T, 135k (WIP)
Summary: In Peter’s professional opinion, the world had gone to shit.
When Tony had snapped, bringing back half of all life and stopping Thanos, everyone thought that the world would go back to the way it was. But nothing ever works out so nicely, does it?
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When Peter is given the chance to go back and save everyone, he is sent back to before Civil War. All alone, Peter must find a way to save the avengers, and the world. Shit.
all the ways in which we won (ao3) - jbsforever
T, 13k
Summary: Four months after Tony’s funeral, Peter comes home to find a mysterious box on his desk. The universe, it seems, is done waiting for him to move on.
Summary: What if Loki was able to warn his past self, so he did not lose control during his regency and was able to act as he normally would? What if he had been able to remain calm and in control of himself, and the situation?
“How?” Loki demanded.
“Betrayal,” his future self stated simply, rage clear in every syllable. “But you must control your reaction and come to see me, or you will repeat my mistakes and we will miss an opportunity to take control and alter things in our favor.”
It would have changed everything.
Been There, Blown That Up (ao3) - GwendolynStacy
T, 68k
Summary: After Loki’s defeat and his fall from the portal, Tony starts preaching about a murderous purple titan out to get them in the depths of space.
Wait. What?
On the other side of the universe, Nebula loses her cool approximately two seconds after laying eyes on Thanos and finds herself on a wild chase through the galaxy. Now, where exactly was that pathetic piece of rock Terra again?
Born Of The Same Impulse (ao3) - GwendolynStacy
T, 82k
Summary: Barely five minutes into the past and Tony has already taken care of Ultron, thus prevented Sokovia, thus – hopefully – made sure that the Civil War would never happen. All things considered, he was doing pretty well!
Then he just had to look up his fellow superhero turned time traveller on the internet.
Iron Through Time (ao3) - Genuka
tony/stephen
T, 44k (WIP)
Summary: Waking up in the middle of the Expo battle because the Infinity Stones thought it would be a good laugh was not how one Tony Stark thought his day was going to go. He had just snapped his fingers and expected it to kill him. Being tossed right back into combat with outdated armor, panicked civilians, and Jarvis sounding in his ears was disorienting. At least he had Rhodey and a baby Spiderling who would believe him?
Oh who was he kidding, this was a disaster! But Tony Stark would be damned if he wouldn't take advantage of this latest weird twist to his life!
Hi ho Silver away!
Look to the Past to Find Your Future (ao3) - Stuckonstuckony (adoctoraday)
bucky/tony
E, 46k
Summary: Tony takes a detour to the 40’s after defeating Thanos thinking it’ll just be a quick stop before returning to the future. And then he runs into Steve Rogers and Bucky Barnes and everything changes.
Never odd or even (ao3) - memoriaeterna
T, 80k
Summary: Time. Space. Reality. It’s more than a linear path. When faced with the impossible, magic does the unthinkable. Now bearing the words of their worst enemies and greatest allies as the markers in pursuit of three different ends, the question is whether they can accomplish what they came back for without jeopardizing each other?
Or: A group of time travelers unintentionally ending up in the same past to fix three separate future problems is a recipe for disaster.
Peter and Morgan’s 40-Year-Long-Day (ao3) - thisMarvelousLife
T, 26k
Summary: Morgan is far too clever for her own good. She knows that the infinity stones can do anything, so surely they’d let her see her dad again.
Peter never planned on using the stones, he just wanted to keep Morgan out of trouble.
(The time-travel fix-it fic in which Tony lived his life with his kids from the future showing up at random intervals thanks to time stone shenanigans)
Summary: tony stark comes back to life after everyone’s memory of peter parker disappears in the battle at the statue of liberty. he’s the only one who remembers peter, is decidedly not happy about the fact he’s the only one, and promptly vows to fix it
yeah it’s a no way home fix it fic ft. irondad and spiderson okay
the reactions of a dead man (ao3) - agloeian
T, 67k
Summary: Loki wakes up in the past with all the knowledge he needs to stop Thanos ever coming to power in the first place. This somehow doesn’t stop him from getting into trouble.
A Post-Infinity War Time Travel Fix-it Fic.
Time Falls Away (ao3) - NotEvenCloseToStraight
bucky/tony, steve/peggy
M, 79k
Summary: The Battle of New York: Tony flies himself and the nuke through the wormhole and when his suit shuts down and he starts to fall, he knows he's going to die.
But then he wakes up in an alley in Brooklyn, two strangers staring down at him in confusion and Tony is sure he is dreaming when he shakes hands first with pre-serum Steve Rogers, and then Bucky Barnes.
Trapped in 1942, Tony befriends Steve, and falls in love with Bucky but America is at war, and Bucky and Steve ship out to join the cause.
Tony knows all the stories about the Howling Commandos and knows what’s coming for the soldiers, and has to live through history as first Bucky falls, and then Steve disappears.
Tony is left alone in the 40's, crying himself to sleep in the house he had shared with his best friend and his lover.
But then he wakes up on the pavement in New York, the Hulk roaring in his face, Steve staring down at him, and he has to wonder if it was all a hallucination.
When Tony fell through the sky, did he fall through time as well? Why does Steve act so cold towards him? Were he and Bucky really that happy together?
Did it all really happen, or is Tony in love with a life he can only have in his dreams?
to memory now I can’t recall (ao3) - Etharei
steve/bucky
E, 102k
Summary: While on a mission storming a HYDRA facility, James Buchanan Barnes touches one of the many strange alien devices collected by the Red Skull. He does this, in fact, twice— in the past, and in the future.
Next thing he knows, Bucky Barnes is opening his eyes in the 21st century, which is full of great gadgets and coffee, and at least includes his old pal Steve. (And, inexplicably, a different Stark.) Meanwhile, the Winter Soldier finds himself in the middle of World War Two, helping Captain America hunt down HYDRA (which is at least familiar), pretending to be Bucky Barnes (which is not), and figuring out the very noisy group of soldiers who call themselves the Howling Commandos.
Try, Try Again (ao3) - mak5258
pepper/tony, mj/peter
N/R, 89k
Summary: Peter fell asleep headed to orbit in 2039 and woke up fourteen again the summer of 2015, given a chance to try to change the future.
(Basically my spin on the time travel fix-it. Forewarning that there are character deaths, but they mostly come back.)
We Will Foresee Obstacles (ao3) - blackwatchandromeda (avenris)
T, 11k
Summary: Post-Endgame fix-it fic because I refuse to accept that part. Contains plenty of Ironfam, with a healthy dose of May, Ned and fake time travel science.
Whatever it Takes (ao3) - StarryKnight09
T, 89k
Summary: Peter’s struggling to cope after the loss of Mr. Stark. Everyone keeps telling him it’ll get better and that he needs to move on, but Peter doesn’t want to. He can’t envision a life without his mentor. So when an idea comes to him, he doesn’t hesitate, no matter how crazy it is. He’s going to get Mr. Stark back.
“What exactly are we going to do?” Ned asked.
“Whatever it takes.” Peter answered.
Wish We Could Turn Back Time (ao3) - Girlinpink44
pepper/tony
T, 64k
Summary: With a snap of his fingers, Tony Stark finds himself with the chance to change everything. Armed with foreknowledge and his found family, can he figure out a way to stop Thanos before he snaps? They say hindsight is 20/20 and Tony is about to find out how true that really is.
Z to A (ao3) - memoriaeterna
wanda/vision, pepper/tony
T, 88k
Summary: The moment of disorientation was nothing compared to the next thing he saw. He was standing in the midst of an airport, looking directly at a girl with the familiar red leather coat. The mutual recognition was instant. Leipzig.
Or, Peter and Wanda sent back in time to stop the inevitable. Good news: they are not alone. Bad news: who and from when.
Lygari by kaigee : Slowburnish Tony/Loki - Loki escapes Thanos, only to end up in the hands of SHIELD. He's panicking, bleeding, holding a glowing green rock to his chest, and about to be executed. Fury seems to think Tony is going to tolerate that, but he never knew Tony very well.
But he might be in over his head, because Thanos turned out to be more sadistic than anyone could have imagined.
Through the Shards of a Broken Mirror by Stellophia : Tony and Loki platonic bonding :) - “Iron Man,” Loki stated—questioned, more like, by the tone—turning around to face him, although his gaze was oddly a few degrees off of Tony, his hands raised in a defensive gesture. “Anthony Stark,” he stated, and this time Tony noticed that his voice sounded suspiciously more like a dry rasp, as if he hadn’t used it in months.
Drown by Maulfan : Three months after Operation Avengers all is well. Or is it? When Steve and Tony hack into SHIELD to find missing weapons shipments they find more than they bargained for in the form of a prisoner who should, by rights, have been sent to Asgard long ago.
Stygian by GalaxyThreads : This one's got blind!Loki :) - After the battle of New York, S.H.I.E.L.D. claimed Loki for punishment and consequently, also Hydra. As the organization attempts to lay hold on the younger Asgardian, something goes horribly wrong forcing the Avengers to assemble and deal with the fall out. Because, as it turns out, "Hulk smashing" did a little more than leave Loki breathless. (No slash, no smut)
Mirror, Mirror by Lise : While poking around in corners of the palace, Loki finds a peculiar mirror that doesn't show his reflection.
Things only go downhill from there.
Castles in the Air by cosmic_medusa : Less angst more brother-ing in this one - Loki's first act as King is to collect his banished brother to aid his regency, however brief. Thor discovers that the political landscape is far from what it seemed, and that the lies of Odin have resulted in the threat of both his sons' safety and sanity. Drama, angst, double-crosses, butchering of folklore and history, and the epic bromance of Asgard's Princes ensues.
The Enduring Man by pennypaperbrain : this one's Thor/Loki - This fic is set during the scene on the mountaintop in The Avengers, diverging from canon partway through. It’s a fix-it in that Thor actually listens to Loki and shows him a bit of kindness (eventually).
those yesterdays bleeding through by wnnbdarklord : Loki dies on the desolate plains of Svartalfheim, Thor's howls of grief ringing in his ears. He wakes up on his bed in his cell, where there is no sign of destruction - A time loop fic where Loki gets the chance to fix things on the day the Dark Elves attack Asgard. And another. And another.
She's A Terror, We're The Victims by GalaxyThreads : Vanaheim requests Asgard's aid with a creature, the Weeping Siren, which has been plaguing their lands. The fallout of this succeeds in drawing the Warriors Three, Sif, and Loki together, but may well accomplish driving Thor and Loki apart.
Where the Devil Don't Go by Lise : parts 6 and ahead for non-explicit stuff - A series where Loki didn't make it off Sakaar and was stuck working under the Grandmaster
silver threads for silver tongues by Stellophia : you know the lip-sewing incident? yeah, - There is a silver needle in front of him.
Thin, sharp, gleaming a terrifying white—a surgical needle, Loki recognizes dimly—already more mercy than he could ever have dared ask for. One end is connected to a long, thin, silver thread. Enchanted—Loki is sure of it, can distantly feel the seidr woven into it even through the terror that clouds his mind—and it’s coming closer, closer, closer, glinting in the golden brightness of Valaskjalf. A silver thread to curb a silver tongue.
Rebuilt to Fall Apart by Malaco_13 : Loki landed in the hands of Thanos after his fall, but broke almost every near bone in his body in the process. Now years later, as Loki and Nebula live out their lives in quiet upstate New York. The work done to rebuild Loki's body is failing and causing him more harm than good, and Nebula...Well she blames herself for just about everything.
Five out of Five is an Ideal You Can't Have by GalaxyThreads : While on an assignment from their father, Loki gets cursed to lose his senses. Normally this wouldn't be a problem, but they're days from help, and Thor is forced to slowly watch his brother lose himself. (gen, no smut) (one-shot) (Pre-Thor 1)
truth more than knowledge by Lise : wherein Loki is literally addicted to the Tesseract - When Loki sees the Tesseract sitting in the Vault, of course he's going to take it. He can't possibly do anything else.
No, really. He can't.
Bargaining by proantagonist : time meddling :) - Faced with an eternity without his brother, Loki strikes a bargain to change the past. Post TDW.
Pairings: Wanda Maximoff x Reader, Natasha Romanoff x Reader
Warnings: cussing, cheating, angst, mentions of murder, mentions of death
A/N: hello! this is my longest one shot as of right now haha. this isn’t proofread so sorry for any mistakes! hope you all enjoy. feedback is always appreciated! join my taglist <3
Summary: From enemies to lovers, Wanda Maximoff and Y/N L/N are seemingly destined to be together. Will this remain true after a major betrayal?
Word Count: 8.3K
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When Fury approached you and asked you to join the Avengers Initiative, you were suspicious. Don’t get it twisted, you thought the idea of creating a group of remarkable people to be defenders of the earth was a fantastic idea. However, there was nothing remarkable about you. You were just an assassin from the Red Room turned S.H.I.E.L.D agent. You were in the same program Natasha Romanoff was. She is your best friend. You had the same skills she did considering you guys were trained in the same place. You were trained in hand-to-hand combat, you could hack encrypted computer systems, and you were just a pretty damn good spy. But you were no Natasha Romanoff. She was the best of the best, which is why you weren’t surprised when you saw her on the list of pending members of the initiative. She’s the fucking blueprint, the Black Widow, her nickname says all you need to know about her.
As you continued reading the other names, you were dumbfounded. Why on earth would Fury want you to be apart of this group? Bruce Banner could turn into a huge, green indestructible monster. Tony Stark is an extremely smart man who has created advanced technology, he’s literally Iron Man. Captain America is a super soldier that has increased strength and can survive under circumstances that normal humans can. Hawkeye is a beast with a bow and arrow, he never misses. And Thor... he’s a literal fucking God that can control lightening. It made no sense why anyone would want you to be apart of this lineup.
Although you didn’t believe you belonged in the Avengers, you still agreed. It’s a huge promotion! You were already at the highest rank a S.H.I.E.L.D agent could achieve. You didn’t think that a promotion was in the cards for you anymore, but here you were. Fury was ecstatic when you decided to join the Avengers Initiative. He noticed your hesitance and he figured you were doubting yourself when you really shouldn’t. You’re one of the best agents S.H.I.E.L.D has ever had, right next to Natasha. Your success rate on missions was 99% (the 1% was when you were paired with less skilled agents though). He knew you were right for the job. As always, Fury was right.
You fought side by side with the rest of the Avengers in the battle of New York. You wouldn’t admit it out loud, but you really didn’t think you guys stood a chance in that battle. You guys were up against Loki, the God of Mischief, and had to take on the Chautari. A god and aliens? Your training with the Red Room and S.H.I.E.L.D didn’t prepare you for a fight like that. However, by some sort of godforsaken miracle, you guys won. Tony almost died in the process and you couldn’t help but felt immense guilt as you watched his body fall at high speed from the sky. You had been the one to close the portal. Even though Stark told you to do it, you still felt very bad about it. But you guys had won, sure New York would have to do some heavy construction to get back to its normal condition, but at least you guys had saved millions of lives that day. That’s what truly mattered.
Then, the Ultron situation happened. You guys had infiltrated a Hydra base in order to get Loki’s scepter back. You all had found out previously that S.H.I.E.L.D had undercover Hydra agents since its founding. So now, you all had fought to retrieve the scepter. The team had not only gotten the scepter back, but you also learned that Hydra had created two enhanced individuals. Clint explained that the silver-haired male individual had super speed while Steve told the team that he’s unsure of the dark-haired woman’s powers. All he knew was that her powers were red and she could use them to push people and possibly move objects with her mind. “Huh, so he’s fast and shes weird.” You say jokingly to the team and if it weren’t for the fact that these people were obviously against you all, they would’ve laughed too.
However, Stark and Banner went behind the teams back and tried to create some robot with the scepter as a power source. Surprise, surprise, the robot turned against the Avengers and now you guys had to destroy it. Who would’ve saw that coming when Stark and Banner tried to mess with power no one could comprehend? You guys had located Ultron at a weapons dealer’s warehouse and fought against Ultron and his new robot friends. However, the enhanced individuals were on his side as well. As you fought off robot after robot, you were sent flying into a wall by a powerful blast of red. As you tried to regain your senses, the enhanced woman brought her hands to your temple as her magic pushed its way into your mind.
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Suddenly, you were back to the place you never thought you would have to see again; the Red Room. You watched as a younger version of yourself shot and killed an innocent man. You felt sick as you saw his pleading, scared eyes go dim as the life left his body. The sight of his blood splattered against the wall made you cringe. The worst part of whatever the hell this was, was the emotionless stare you had as you took his life. You were aware that the Sokovian woman had done something to mess with your mind, but you knew she didn’t place this scene in your head. This was a memory, this actually happened. This was one of the many moments in your life that plagued your mind whenever you closed your eyes. You used to take peoples lives with no hesitation, not a second thought. You were nothing but a pawn in the Red Room’s game and you were ashamed.
You don’t know how long you were in that state. You were stuck in this seemingly never-ending stream of all the terrible moments in your life. The moments that made you feel like you didn’t deserve the amazing life and family you have now. The moments that motivate you to save lives now. You feel as though you have to clear the red out of your ledger.
When you finally came to, it took you a minute to realize where you were. You were on the quinjet with the rest of the Avengers and you were completely out of it. You noticed that Natasha was next to you and seemingly in the same state as you. You reached over, regardless of the fact that you felt light and honestly a bit dizzy, and you took her hand in yours as tightly as you could. Nat looked up from the ground that she had zoned out on up to your eyes. She gave you a gentle smile, glad that you were okay, because she knew that she wasn’t.
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After the battle of Sokovia, you were very cautious of the new member of the team. The new member happened to be the enhanced female who you learned was Wanda Maximoff. You felt extremely sad when you heard that her brother, Pietro, was killed during the battle. Although you felt sympathetic towards Wanda for her loss, you kind of hated her. She had went into your mind and sent you spiraling. Yes, you guys were on opposing sides at the time and she was just doing what she thought was right, but still. She brought back memories that you try so desperately to push to the back of your mind. She pushed those dark events of your past to the front of your mind and you hated her for it.
You honestly treated Wanda like shit. From refusing to train her to giving her hard glares whenever she would enter a room. Wanda had tried to be friendly with you at first, but there was only so much you could take. You guys would then engage in verbal battles to see who could piss the other one off first. You would give a snarky remark that would fuel the anger and irritation within the Sokovian.
One morning, Wanda had walked into the kitchen after training with Steve to find you sitting at the counter. “Hey, what’s going on in that head of yours?” Wanda asked, not really in the mood to start a fight, but you always were.
“Why don’t you just go into my mind and find out? You obviously have no sense of boundaries.” You reply harshly as you sent her a cold look. “Do you always have to be a bitch?” Wanda asked angrily, glaring right back at you.
“Do you always have to go into people’s minds without permission?” You shot back as you stood up from your chair and walked out of the room. Wanda knew that you were very much not over what she had done to you during the whole Ultron thing. However, she still didn’t believe it was an excuse to treat her like shit. She was on the Avengers’ side now. She didn’t know what she made you see. She guessed it was something really bad if Natasha, Steve, and Thor had managed to get over it and not you.
The not so playful banter and bitterness between you and Wanda had remained the same until the Lagos incident. You were there when it happened. As much as you disliked Wanda, you knew damn well that what happened wasn’t her fault. She had tried to save the people in the marketplace, but since she’s still trying to control her powers more, she wasn’t able to hold Rumlow long enough. Steve had been distracted when Rumlow mentioned Bucky. Wanda just tried to fix Steve’s mistake. However, the whole team was at fault. You all could’ve been a little more careful.
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It was the day after the Lagos incident when you had your first real conversation with Wanda. One that wasn’t filled with malice and when one of you wasn’t trying to fight the other. You had passed by Wanda’s room and heard the tv on. You could tell it was some sort of news coverage about what had happened in Lagos. You opened Wanda’s door slowly and leaned against the doorframe as you watched the television. “What legal authority does an enhanced individual like Wanda Maximoff have to operate in Nigeria?”
You had heard enough, so you grabbed the tv remote from the dresser beside you and shut the news off. Wanda, who sat on her bed with her head resting on her hand looked up at you. “I’m really not in the mood to start anything with you right now. I already have enough negative feelings drowning me right now. So, if you’re here to fight me. Leave.” Wanda simply says as she stares at you, expecting your usual sarcasm and annoyed look. However, none of those things happened.
“I come in peace.” You say as you slowly make your way towards Wanda. Wanda hesitantly pats the bed beside her and you take a seat. “You know, none of it’s your fault.” You tell her as you look to her.
“Turn the tv back on. They’re being very specific.” Wanda said defeatedly as she looked down at her hands. “Wanda, you did what you thought was best. As fucked up as it is, this is part of being an Avenger.” You say as you continue to stare at her side profile. Wanda looks at you, waiting for you to get to the point.
“As Avengers, we try our best to save everyone. Sometimes, that isn’t always the case. Sometimes there will be casualties, as fucked up as it is. It’s the truth.” You say as you stare into Wanda’s eyes. Wanda traces your face for any signs of a lie, but finds none.
“Why are you suddenly being nice to me. Don’t you hate me?” Wanda asks you suspiciously. She genuinely doesn’t understand why you had a sudden change in attitude towards her. “First of all, I don’t hate you. I was just really effected by what happened in Sokovia.” You said seriously as you looked down at your own hands as she did previously.
“Second of all, I know what it’s like to unintentionally hurt others. It’s happened on occasion in my time being an Avenger, but it occurred more during my time in the Red Room.” You express honestly as you fiddle with your fingers.
Wanda is surprised by you opening up to her, but she isn’t against it by any means. “I’ve been in your place. I know how it feels, so I feel as though I should let you know that if you need to talk about it, I’m here. No arguments. I promise I won’t act like a bitch.” You let out with a little laugh. You look up, afraid of Wanda’s reaction. She just stares at you, seemingly processing your words.
“Thank you.” Wanda says simply. “You’re welcome.” You say as you stand up from her bed and make your way out of your room. As you close the door behind you, you let out a deep breath. You knew you shouldn’t hold a grudge against Wanda anymore. You knew she wasn’t bad at all. You were just stubborn and if you hadn’t noticed, you had trouble moving on from the past. This was a good first step at being civil with the Sokovian as you both had managed to stop the bickering and rude comments that used to occur all the time.
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The asshole Secretary of State had just finished proposing the Sokovia Accords to the team. You all now sat in the living room, everyone deciding whether or not they think it’s a good idea to sign them. If you guys sign it, the team can only go on missions that the government assigns you all. You guys would become government puppets. You wouldn’t stand for it.
“I think it’s a good idea to sign the Accords. We’ve damaged so many cities, there’s been so many civilian casualties. We need more order around here.” Stark says, shocking you.
“Wait, are you seriously considering signing those damn Accords?” You ask incredulously, you can’t believe Mr. Genius, Billionaire, Playboy, Philanthropist actually thought this was a good idea. You abruptly stand up from your spot on the couch beside Natasha.
“Need I remind you of the battle of New York that occurred just a few feet below us? The government had ordered a missile be sent here, regardless of how many lives would’ve been lost.” You say, anger present not only in your tone, but your body language. You get in Tony’s face as he stood against a counter.
“They didn’t care about civilian lives then, so why would they now? You’re an idiot if you believe that this is about anything other than taking control of us.” You finish off staring Tony dead in the eyes.
“Y/N/N. He’s got a point.” At the sound of Natasha’s voice, you turn your head around so fast you should’ve gotten whiplash. “What?” You ask her in disbelief as she stands up and makes her way in front of you.
“You know we cause as much damage as we do good. I think signing the Accords would be a good thing for us and it would keep the team together. I don’t want to lose anyone, I don’t want to lose you.” Natasha finishes off as she gently takes your hand in hers. However, you abruptly rip your hands from hers.
“Out of all people, I would’ve never thought you would want to sign those damn accords. If you sign those accords, you’ll still lose me. You’ll lose some of the team as well.” You say, hurt by Nat’s decision. You guys had been inseparable in the Red Room and when she saved you, you guys went back to your usual selves. As if you guys were never apart in the first place.
“I agree with Y/N.” Steve intervenes. You honestly were shocked that Rogers was agreeing with you, considering he became Captain America because he wanted to be a symbol of the government. “I do too.” Sam stands up, standing beside Steve. Clint and Wanda say nothing as they stand up and stand beside the other two standing Avengers.
“You guys will become fugitives if you don’t sign those accords. You all will have to live on the run. You will have no freedom.” Tony says in an attempt to sway the decisions you guys had made.
“We lose our freedom either way.” You finish off before walking away from the rest of the team. You couldn’t believe that this was even a debate. You knew that this would all go to shit. You knew that this was quite possibly the end of the Avengers. The once united front of the Avengers was now at a divide.
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As you predicted, everything went to shit. You all had fought against each other in a Germany airport. The team consisted of; you, Steve, Ant-Man, Wanda, Clint, and Bucky. And the remaining avengers were on the other side. Everything turned into a shit show. Steve and Bucky managed to escape in a quinjet, but the same could not be said for the rest of “Team Captain America,” as you guys had been dubbed.
Here you all were, walking to the Raft Prison which was in the middle of the god damn ocean. A little dramatic, but it’s not like you have a say in the matter. As the guards had patted you down, you noticed some other guards placing Wanda into a straitjacket and a shock collar.
“What the fuck! What’re you guys doing to her?” You ask absolutely fuming. “She’s a high security risk. It’s simply protocol for dangerous individuals like her.” A guard responds to you as he lets the other two guards know you were clean.
“Oh yeah? You want to see a high security risk? I’ll show you a high security risk you assholes.” You say this as you suddenly throw a quick punch at the guard in front of you. As the other guards rush towards you, you take all of them down with ease. However, they eventually managed to get a hold on you. They ended up placing you into a straitjacket and shock collar of your own and throwing you into your cell that was directly across from Wanda’s.
“Why on earth would you do that Y/N?” Wanda asked you as she shuffled uncomfortably. “I didn’t want you to go through it alone.” You say as if it was obvious. You were willing to suffer so she wouldn’t suffer alone.
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A few days later, Steve had finally broken you guys out of the hellhole. You let out a sigh of relief when you caught sight of Cap, but you internally groaned as you realized you all were now wanted. You guys would have to live on the run, but you still believed this was the right thing to do.
You guys were on the run for 2 years. In that time, you and Wanda had grown close. You guys went from hating each other, to tolerating each other, to falling in love. Being on the run wasn’t all that bad you guess. You had fallen in love with Wanda and she with you. You got to see so many different parts of the world with her right by your side. Sometimes you would forget that you both were sought after fugitives. To you and Wanda, it just felt like you were going on sightseeing trips with the one you loved. You had lost track of the amount of motel rooms that you guys had shared passionate kisses and warm cuddles in. Everything with Wanda felt right and you couldn’t believe you had treated her wrongly for so long, but you wouldn’t mind spending your life making it up to her.
One day, Tony and Vision had appeared in Edinburgh, where you and the rest of the team were hiding out at the time. He had announced that we were right about the Accords (which we already knew, but whatever). Stark managed to get the Secretary of State to convince the rest of the world leaders to waive the Accords. The threat of there being no Avengers at all was a seemingly effective threat. So, after 2 long years, you all were finally able to return home to the compound. Although you were happy to go back home, you were also hesitant. You’d have to face Nat again. You missed her. She was your best friend after all. But you felt like you didn’t really know her when she chose to sign the Accords. You both were usually always on the same page, but not when it mattered most.
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3 months later
It had been 3 months since Team Captain America was given the okay to return home. At first, it was kind of awkward. You all had gotten so used to moving from place to place, that being able to stay in one city felt odd. When you first returned, you thought you would be angry and upset with Natasha and she with you, but as soon as you laid eyes on one another tears began to fall. You pulled your hand out of Wanda’s and gave Nat a bone crushing hug. Everyone smiled at the interaction, knowing how close you and Natasha were and how hard the whole thing most likely was on you both.
But eventually, you all had fallen back into your usual routines. Everything felt right in the world, well almost. Lately, you had noticed that Wanda had been different. She was being so weird around you lately. She wouldn’t hug you from behind while you made breakfast anymore. Her smiles wouldn’t quite reach her eyes, seeming kind of forced. Whenever you tried to make any sort of physical contact, she would go stiff and brush you off. And god, did she give you attitude whenever you’d try to get her to spend some time with you.
One day, you and Wanda had both finally gotten a day off from missions. You had planned a day for you both. It was simple, but that’s all you felt you guys needed at that moment. You had gathered a shit ton of Wanda’s favorite snacks and had a sitcom marathon planned. However, when you approached Wanda about the idea. She completely shut you down.
“I don’t want to waste my time watching anything right now Y/N. I just want to train today.” Wanda said irritably as she tried to pass the door of you guys’ bedroom that you had blocked to prevent her exit.
“Wanda, all you do is train and go on missions 6/7 days of the week. You really can’t take a day off to spend time with me? I can’t even remember the last time we truly spent time together.” You say sadly and softly, not trying to rile her up. However, your attempt at keeping the conversation calm was a fail.
“We sleep in the same bed together every single night Y/N. You’re so fucking clingy sometimes, you’re suffocating me. I’m going to train with Vision whether you like it or not.” Wanda snapped at you and harshly pushed you out of the way. She stormed out of the room as you stood there, hurt and dumbstruck. Wanda had never blown up at you before, at least since you guys became civil and started dating. You had no idea why she was acting the way she was. Was it something you did? Did you do something to upset her somehow? You had no fucking clue.
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6 months later
Since that day, Wanda had began spending more and more time with Vision. Whenever the Android would enter the room, there would be a huge, shit-eating grin that would spread across her face. She no longer sat next to you during your weekly team movie nights. She opted to sit next to Vision while you sat next to Natasha. You were worried. She was spending all of her time with Vision instead of you, and it hurt like a bitch. But you trusted Wanda. She would never betray your trust... right? You guys have been through so much together. When the world was against you both, you held each other close. No, you’re thinking crazy. She would never do that to you. You feel guilty for even thinking about her cheating in the first place.
You decided that you’re going to make a little romantic dinner for Wanda. You had begged her (yes literally begged her) to meet you on the roof at 7PM. She reluctantly agreed just to get you to leave her alone. You didn’t know that was the reason she agreed though. So, you spent the next few hours of the day arranging what food you wanted on the table, you hung up fairy lights, and even took the time to light a few candles. By the time you finished, it was 6:55PM. You stood by the table, knowing Wanda would be there any minute and you would finally be able to get some quality time with her.
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It’s now 9PM. You waited for two hours like an idiot while the pasta you had ordered and plated carefully went cold. She wasn’t coming. You got stood up by your own girlfriend. You were furious, but more upset than anything else. You blew out the candles, took down the lights, and grabbed the food to place in the refrigerator for whoever wanted to eat it. When you finally finished putting everything away, you went to your shared room with Wanda. You hoped to god she was in there so you could ask her why the hell she didn’t show up. However, after opening the door quietly and seeing two figures moving beneath the sheets, you prayed to the same god that it wasn’t Wanda.
Luck wasn’t on your side as you heard a moan that you would know better than anyone; or so you thought. It was most definitely Wanda. You thought about who would possibly be under the sheets with her, but you already knew; Vision. You stood there for a few minutes in shock with tears threatening to fall from your before you finally decided to speak up.
“I can come back later and wait for you guys to finish if you’d like.” You say with no emotion, feeling completely numb as Wanda’s head pops up out of the sheets, Vision’s following right after. You had a feeling Wanda had some sort of harbored feelings for Vision, but that didn’t make the confirmation of your suspicions hurt any less. As guilt began to flood through Wanda like a tidal wave, Vision stands up and picks up his clothes from the floor. As he puts them on, he speaks to you.
“You must’ve been doing something wrong if she ended up coming to me. You’re a joke. She’s mine now.” He says cockily as he walks right past you and phases through the wall. You wanted to punch him in his red face so fucking bad, but he’s made of Vibranium. You’d just end up with a broken hand and be in utter embarrassment if you tried. Wanda remained silent during this interaction.
You decided to look back at the Sokovian who was sat in the bed, her hair a mess and lips swollen. On any other day, the sight would’ve made you melt, but today it broke every bit of your soul because you weren’t the cause of her current state. As you stare at her blankly, Wanda lets her tears fall rapidly down her face. She didn’t want you to find out about it, but of course you would’ve eventually.
The tense silence is broken after a few minutes. “How long?” You ask calmly. “Not long.” Wanda whispers as she looks down at the messy bedsheets. “Don’t lie to me.” You say as you never make a move from your spot against the door. “3 months.” Wanda whispers in shame.
The realization that she’s been going behind your back for so long didn’t even surprise you at this point. This was your fault. You ignored the red flags and still stayed with her. You thought you were being delusional and you trusted her. Oh, how you wish you would’ve listened to your guy in the moment.
“We’re done. If that wasn’t obvious.” You make your way towards the door, but Wanda jumps from her place on the bed as she hastily wraps the sheets around her naked body. She grabs your wrist tightly, a little too tightly.
“Wanda, let me go. You’re hurting me.” You don’t even bother looking back at her. You stay facing the door. Wanda’s hold never loosens, if anything it got even tighter. “Please Y/N. Please don’t leave me. It was a horrible mistake. It’ll never happen again.” Wanda pleads for you to stay, but you’ve had enough of all the coldness and deception.
“Wanda, you went behind my back for 3 months. A mistake doesn’t last that long. You don’t jump into bed with someone else and say it’s a mistake if you do it over and over again.” You are still calm somehow. It’s kind of alarming how unaffected you’re acting right now, but it doesn’t last long. You finally snap and let out everything out as the image of Wanda and Vision in the bed you used to share with Wanda is burned into your mind.
“Did you even think about me, about our relationship, while you were having sex with that walking Nintendo DS?” You suddenly turn around to face her. “He’s a GOD DAMN ROBOT WANDA! How the fuck does sex with him even work anyway? Does he whip out a USB stick and fuck you with it?!” You can’t hold back anymore, you deserved to finally free yourself of everything that’s been eating you alive the past few months.
“What was I to you Wanda? Did you ever even love me?” You finally begin to calm down, the sadness settling in. Wanda was furious that you had insulted Vision. She grips your wrist tighter than before. She was no doubt going to leave a bruise on you.
“You want to know what you were to me? A fucking mistake. A waste of time. Vision and I belong together.” Wanda speaks to you with so much venom in her voice as her Sokovian accent slips out. “We have a connection through the mind stone that you’ll never compare to. You aren’t enough, you never were.” Wanda spits out. She’s very much pissed off with you, when it should be the other way around.
“You’re damaged and a murderer, Vision isn’t. You have so much baggage that I can’t carry along with my own.” Wanda spits out her words and crushes your soul.
That was the moment you knew that you could never be with Wanda again. You didn’t want to be with her after this. You had more respect for yourself than to go back to her.
“Of course Vision doesn’t have baggage. He’s a fucking glorified microwave!” You scream in Wanda’s face as you tear your arm out of her grip. “God! I bet you wanted me to find out so you could get rid of me once and for all.” You let out a dark chuckle at the thought.
“So I’m going to give you what you want, like I always fucking do. I always put your happiness before my own, but I’m fucking done.” You say as you close the gap between you and Wanda.
“Go fuck yourself Wanda. I hope you and Easy Bake Oven are happy together. Don’t come crawling back to me when you realize that I make you happier than he ever could.” You stare deep into Wanda’s eyes before you fling the door open and walk out. You guys were over. You can’t believe it ended like this, hell you couldn’t believe it ended at all. You thought Wanda would be your forever, but she had other plans. You guys went from enemies, to lovers, to strangers and it hurt like hell.
You stumble into your old bedroom and fall face first onto the bed. You let out heart wrenching sobs as you finally let every single emotion you were feeling run wild. You were angry, hurt, sad, confused, and just flat out heartbroken. You felt absolutely ridiculous too. You were an assassin turned Avenger, yet here you were crying over a broken heart like a puppy that got kicked. But, you couldn’t stop yourself even if you tried. You put your all into your relationship with Wanda. You tried so hard to keep you both together. You kept quiet about how you felt about Vision so you could keep her. But now all you have left is a broken heart, bloodshot red eyes, and the memories of a once happy relationship.
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2 months later
To say you were a train wreck after that night was the understatement of the century. You barely left your room because you knew you’d see Wanda and Vision together. You wouldn’t be able to handle it if you caught sight of either of them. You never attended any of the team bonding things the team would do. You didn’t go on missions anymore, you decided to take a break. You rarely went to training sessions anymore. You essentially became a shell of the person you used to be.
Honestly, you would’ve been weak and frail if Natasha hadn’t been by your side throughout the past two months. She didn’t care about your protests whenever she brought you food. She told you she would literally spoon feed you herself if you didn’t eat. You thought she was bluffing, but of course she wasn’t. As she moved the spoon towards your mouth, you immediately snatched it out of her hand and fed yourself. Her persistence was irritating at the time, but you knew she was just looking out for you like she always did.
Natasha would spend every night in your room when she didn’t have any missions or meetings to attend. She knew that you had trouble sleeping, if the dark eye bags under your eyes were any indication. So she would just quietly enter your room, lay beside you and pull you into her arms. Most of the time, if not all of the time, you were too exhausted and emotionally drained to try and resist, so you would simply bury yourself further in her embrace and let sleep overcome you. However, you hadn’t been able to sleep peacefully since that god awful night.
You would jump up from your sleep, heart racing, tears in your eyes as your eyes darted across the dark room. Natasha would immediately turn the light on and pull you into a tight hug as you sobbed into her chest. Every single night it was the same nightmare, well it wasn’t a nightmare per se, but it was you reliving that night over and over again. Wanda and Vision under the covers, Vision’s cocky smirk, Wanda’s hurtful words. You couldn’t escape what happened even in your sleep. Natasha consoled you every single night it happened, with the stroke of your hair and the whispered words of reassurance, you’d calm down and fall asleep against the red-headed assassin.
When you’d wake up every morning, Natasha was still by your side. She got up earlier than you as usual, but she’d make sure to bring you breakfast in bed and coffee just the way you liked it. You were so grateful that Natasha knew you so well. She didn’t force you to speak about anything. She just continued to wait by your side until you were ready to speak. Yeah, no one in the compound knew what exactly happened between you and Wanda. They knew it had something to do with Vision, but they had no clue Wanda had cheated on you. Let alone for 3 months.
The only person you ended up telling was Natasha. You both had been in your room, cuddling as you guys watched Mean Girls. When you felt like you finally needed to tell someone about what happened. You couldn’t keep it in any longer. And who better to tell than the person who’s been helping you? She’s been by your side the whole time and so so patient. She deserved to know why you were in the state you’ve been.
“Natty?” You whisper quietly, your voice hoarse from not using it all day. Nonetheless, she heard you and looked down at you in concern. “Yeah?” She asked you softly. It was always so amazing to you that Natasha Romanoff, the Black Widow, was only delicate when it came to you. It made you feel special.
“Wanda cheated on me with Vision. I caught them together in bed and they had been going behind my back for three months.” You blurted out in a hurry. Your words were scrambled together, but Natasha understood what you said. She always understood you.
“What?” Natasha asked as anger started to rise within her. She had cheated on you? She thought that Wanda simply broke up with you to be with Vision, but turns out she didn’t have that courtesy. “Yeah... I said some not so nice things about Vision and she blew up at me. She got so angry and called me a mistake, a waste of time, a murderer.” You couldn’t stop the tears that escaped your eyes at the last part. Wanda knew that your past life was your biggest insecurity, and she had the nerve to mention it after she cheated on you with a fucking Nokia.
Natasha related to how you felt. You guys had similar pasts. After you finished your explanation, Natasha was furious. She gently, but quickly got out of your hold and strutted to your bedroom door. She wanted to give Wanda Maximoff a piece of her mind, but your voice stopped her in your tracks.
“No! Nat please don’t. Yelling at her isn’t gonna make me feel better. Please just stay and hold me.” You plead Natasha as she turns around to face you. Your desperation for her to stay was evident in your voice and the way your forehead was scrunched up, eyebrows furrowing slightly.
Natasha sighs as she makes her way towards you, takes her place beside you once more, and holds you in her arms. She would do anything to make you happy, even if she wanted more than anything to cuss out and curse Wanda. You came first in Nat’s eyes, always. She would never fail to put your happiness before her own. It was such a drastic contrast to how Wanda treated and viewed you. Unbeknownst to you, Natasha had always had some not so platonic feelings for you. Ever since the Red Room, she knew you were her soft spot. She felt guilty for mentally cheering when you and Wanda had broken up, but now she had the chance to treat you better. She would treat you the way you deserved to be treated and that was a promise.
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2 years later
Natasha never left your side since the day you told her about what truly happened. Well okay, saying she never left your side is an over exaggeration since she still had to work. But anytime she wasn’t working, she was right next to you. You went back to work 6 months after the breakup. It was such a relief to be back in the field. You didn’t realize how much you loved your job until you took a break from it.
A year after your breakup, you and Natasha had actually gotten together. Natasha initially had her reservations. She feared that she was just a rebound and that maybe you thought you had feelings for her because she was there for you. But you knew that wasn’t the case. Honestly, you had always had a thing for Natasha. You were just too scared to cross that line with her. Then Wanda came along and you know what happened after that.
Speaking of Wanda, you were finally able to face her and Vision without feeling like you were being stabbed in the chest. You were civil with the pair, you guys were teammates after all. But you never dared to try and be friends with Wanda again. You honestly don’t think you ever could be friends again. She broke your trust completely, you don’t want to be friendly with someone you can’t trust.
You and Natasha have been together for a year, but you guys never told the team about it. No one suspected a thing since you and Natasha were always close for comfort since you guys had joined the team. You guys didn’t tell the team because you didn’t want to, no. You and Natasha just agreed to keep the relationship to yourselves for the sake of not having any other factors (*cough* Wanda) interfere with your growing relationship.
However now, here you all were. The entire team was spread across the living room as you all played a game of monopoly. As always, Tony was winning. He’s a billionaire after all. Of course he knows how to make money, it’s what he does best. Thor and Clint were being bad sports, cursing the game and wanting a rematch. Steve just congratulated Tony for winning yet again. Vision and Wanda sat beside each other as they took in the different scenes unfolding in front of them. While all this was going on, all you could focus on was Natasha.
She was smirking as Clint threw his money at Tony so he could distribute the money and reset the game. “That god damn smirk. Her lips are so red. God I want to kiss her right now.” You think in your head when suddenly Natasha turns her head to the side to look at you. You blush under her gaze as your eyes fall to her lips. After being together for a little over a year, she still had that effect on you.
Natasha seemed to get the message and gave you a little nod. You both suddenly move in and kiss. You both didn’t even care to acknowledge the shocked stares of the team as the room went silent. If you weren’t so entranced in Natasha, you would’ve laughed at how quickly the noisy room fell into silence. After a few seconds of kissing, Natasha pulls away and you can’t help but let out a little groan of disapproval. This only causes Natasha to laugh at your antics before she looks at everyone in the room.
Tony is the first to come back from his shock. “Uh... what just happened?” He asked as his eyes darted between you and Natasha. “I just kissed my girlfriend, Tony.” Natasha replied nonchalantly as she officially told the team of your relationship. You couldn’t help but let out a laugh as the team was even more shocked, if possible. Seriously, their jaws were basically on the floor.
“How- when-“ Clint stuttered out, still trying to comprehend the new information. He and Natasha were close, how on earth did he not notice? “We’ve been together for a little over a year.” You smile as you glance at Natasha who returns your gaze with love in her eyes. As soon as the surprise wore off from the team, they all happily congratulated you both. Well, everyone except a certain Sokovian. If looks could kill, Natasha would be six feet under by now.
“Y/N. Can we talk in private?” Wanda asks as the room falls quiet once more. You hesitate for a second as you look at Natasha for confirmation. You knew how she felt about Wanda being near you, you couldn’t blame her. You wouldn’t do something if she wasn’t comfortable with it. Natasha just gives you a small smile and that’s all the reassurance you need. You say nothing to Wanda as you simply squeeze Nat’s hand gently, get up, and walk out of the room. You knew she’ll end up following you (which she did). Natasha watched nervously as Wanda exited the room. She knew you loved her, but she knew you would never do to her what Wanda had done to you.
You walk down the hallway until you reach a conference room. You walk through the door as Wanda shuts it behind her. You lean against the conference table and look up at Wanda expectedly.
“What’s up?” You asked casually, but deep down inside you were freaking the fuck out. What could she possibly want to talk about? Wanda had a look of determination in her eyes as she stared at you. “Y/N, I still love you. I never stopped loved you if I’m being honest. I’m sorry for the pain I caused you.”
Well.... you didn’t expect that at fucking all. You literally can’t even form a reply to what she just said. You open and close your mouth like an idiot. Your hands grip onto the table behind you as you finally form a coherent sentence.
“You’re with Vision and I’m with Natasha.” You get straight to the point. “I’ll leave Vision for you. Say the word and I’ll walk back into that room and break it off with him. It’s you, it’s always been you.” Wanda says, she feels hopeful about the situation as you didn’t flat out tell her to fuck off.
You very much wanted to tell her to fuck off. How dare she try and pull this stunt as soon as you finally tell everyone you’re with Natasha? The fucking nerve of this woman. Somehow, you refrain from blowing up at Wanda as you release your iron grip on the table and fold your arms across your chest.
“Wanda, you only want me because you’re not the one who gets to hold me anymore. You’re not the source of my happiness... your not my world anymore.” You start off shakily, but slowly gain power and conviction over your voice. Wanda stares at you wide eyed as you behind your rant.
“I wouldn’t done anything for you, and you broke me. I won’t ever give you that power over me again.” With every word you spoke, Wanda’s heart shattered. Although she really didn’t have the right to feel that way. Wanda began to pull on the sleeves of her sweater.
“I love Natasha. She would never ever hurt me the way you did. She loves me, respects me, and doesn’t think I’m a mistake or a waste of time.” You feel your heart swell at the thought of Natasha. She was perfect for you. You would be damned if Wanda tried to fuck up what you two had.
“I knew it was you from the day we talked after the Lagos incident, but it took you two fucking years to make up your mind!” You exclaim as you throw your hands up frustratedly. Wanda slightly flinches at your tone.
“You can’t just come back around and expect me to drop everyone and everything for you. Would that have been the case a few years ago? As sad as it is... yes.” You shove your hands into your jeans pockets as Wanda shifts uncomfortably.
“But this is now, I’m not the same person I was before. If you wanted me so desperately, you should’ve said it when it still meant something to me.” You take a glance outside the nearby window. The night lights bringing the city below you to life.
“I’m not yours to love anymore, I belong to Natasha. You didn’t give a flying fuck about me back then!” You whip your head away from the window and back to a teary-eyed Wanda.
“So no, Wanda, you don’t still love me. You can’t still be in love with someone you never loved in the first place.” You finish off your thoughts as you tear your eyes away from Wanda and look down at the floor.
“This isn’t you Y/N. You’ve never spoken to me this way before everything happened.” Wanda said as she took a chance and moved closer to you. She reached out to grab your hand but you quickly pull it out of her reach.
“Thats just the thing Wanda. This is me. You just don’t know what I’m like when I’m not in love with you.” With that, you walk past Wanda and out the door. As you make your way back towards the room that held your lover, you couldn’t help but feel relieved. You had finally gotten the closure you needed. Everything that you needed to say had been said and you were so happy about it. When you entered the room, you couldn’t help but smile as your Y/E/C eyes met your favorite forest green ones. You felt like an idiot for not realizing the person you truly loved was right in front of you all along. You didn’t have to compete with anyone else for her love because the only person Nat saw was you. Wanda was just a bump in the road, a push in the right direction; to Natasha. She was definitely who you were meant to be with. You would bet your life on it.
As you walked out, Wanda froze. She really lost you. She lost you to Natasha. Wanda let a sob escape her lips as she slowly slid her back against the door you just walked out of. She knew this was her doing. She knew that her true mistake was letting you go. It’s so wrong that she made her feelings known the second you came out with Natasha about your relationship. But she couldn’t help it. Now, Wanda had no other choice but to accept the truth; no matter how much it killed her inside. She was now nothing but a chapter in your life story that has come to an abrupt end. Now, you were starting a new chapter with Natasha. The person who was there for you through it all, from the Red Room to now. The person who stood by your side through every traumatizing experience you lived through, every failure, and every success; Natasha Romanoff.
Another day, another mandatory Stark party. Usually, he would convince everyone to join. He would always promise them that the party would be calm and family-friendly. This time, Tony made no such promises.
It was Y/N who discovered his plans when she ran into his lab, where he was planning the event through Friday. He said something about fire, dark decorations and a lot of beer. “Don’t tell anyone,” he made her promise.
A devilish plan formed in her head. She knew exactly how to shock everyone. First would be the unexpected “dark-themed” party and then she will ruin their dreams of her being an innocent shy little Avenger. It was time to show her true colours. Y/N used to be a party animal before she joined the team. It’s been some time since she wildly partied.
The truth was, she didn’t want to make a bad first impression when she joined the team. It was inappropriate. Because of that, they only described her as the quiet, shy, innocent girl. She never was an innocent one - especially not before the ‘Avenging’ time.
One time, she got into a fight with two members of the feared gang in the city. Both men ended with broken heads and bloody wounds while she had a tiny scratch on her chin. At the end of the night, they got drunk and were friendly. That’s how it usually was.
Tonight was not about sweatpants and hoodies; tonight was about freedom (and alcohol). And honestly, she was excited to see their reaction - especially Loki’s. That God had no idea what was about to come.
“Stupid parties,” Loki mumbled under his nose as he was drinking the Asgardian mead Thor gave him. “How can people listen to this music?”
“Oh, grumpy cat, cheer up,” Natasha teased. She was standing next to him, wearing a simple black dress and a black choker with a silver bat. She held a beer bottle, taking it easy. “I know you are waiting for a certain someone. And that certain someone would make you feel better.”
He kinked a brown and looked at the woman. “I have no idea what you are talking about,” he lied. Of course, he was waiting for Y/N. They had some connection and he had to admit, at least to himself, he liked her a lot. She was the only sweet Midgardian that kept her mouth shut most of the time. But then again, she was mesmerising and they had some things in common. However, even though he carried some feelings towards her, it scared him a little. How could he be falling for a Midgardian?
“Is everyone here?” Tony came running to them, looking around. He was wearing an AC/DC t-shirt and black jeans. “I haven’t seen Y/N. She never misses my parties.”
“She still isn’t here,” said Loki. “No one likes your parties, Stark. They are dull.”
“Oh, a gathering,” Sam approached his teammates, dressed more casually. “Stark, finally a party where I don’t have to wear anything fancy.”
“Yes,” he said, “but I also said to dress more like a rockstar and not like you are going on a date. This is a rock-themed party.”
“And I did,” he pointed at the clothes he wore. “So, what are we celebrating tonight? Mission? Charity? Friday? The fact that you managed to sleep more than four hours?”
Bruce came running to the group, holding one of his ears. “Damn, that music is too loud,” he said, upset. “Tony, do I have to be here? This is not my style. It is stressing me out.”
“You are all ungrateful, you know that?” Tony rolled his eyes.
“I didn’t say a word,” Natasha opposed.
“Just, pretend you enjoy it, that’s all I’m asking for.”
Thor and Steve joined the team at the bar. “Is something happening? Why are you all standing here?” Steve questioned, still being in the Captain mode.
“These guys hate the party,” Natasha pointed at Bruce and Loki.
“Nonsense, this is the best party,” Thor shouted and showed them a rock sign that Tony taught him. “Brother, remember our parties back at home? Those were wild…”
He was interrupted by the sound of breaking glass that slipped from Bruce’s hand. His eyes almost popped out of his head when he saw his teammate. “Holy shit, is that Y/N?” he pointed at the woman that just walked into the main common room.
Everyone immediately turned to look at her. They were not expecting her to be dressed like THAT.
Her hair was not in a bun or a ponytail, but free-flowing around her. The hoodie was gone as well as the comfy clothes. She wore a dark-grey torn Rolling Stones shirt with a mini leather jacket on top. The shirt was tucked under a black leather mini skirt. Under the skirt were black sexy suspenders, holding her fishnet stockings. The look was finished with massive black boots and bold makeup. The red lips were screaming at Loki to kiss her immediately.
They thought she would head to them, instead, she went into the crowd, as if she was looking for someone. The way she walked was sexy, Loki thought. This image was something that caught him off-guard.
“Now this is an unexpected twist,” said Tony cheerfully, taking two beer bottles and quickly trying to find her.
“Am I seeing what you are seeing?” Steve questioned, his mouth wide open.
“Close your mouth, Rogers, otherwise something might fly into it,” Natasha nudged him and Steve came back to his senses. “I knew our girl was hiding a secret. Here it is.”
Pf, our girl, Loki hissed in his head.
The group found her again in the crowd, talking to Tony and drinking a beer. She was laughing and enjoying the time. They clanked the bottles and drank the beer. The team watched Y/N drinking the bottle in one go. Even Tony was taken back by the action. And then, she turned to the team, waving her hand cheerfully, laughing at their reaction. They all were standing there like statues, staring at her.
Natasha left the boys standing there and approached Y/N. The girl instantly grabbed her by the waist and started to dance with her while she held her empty beer bottle high in the air.
“You realise,” Thor started to talk slowly, “that if she leans forward, then we could see…”
Loki quickly punched his shoulder, frowning at his brother. “One more word, Thor, and you will regret it.”
“What,” Sam turned to the dark prince, grinning. “You don’t like the way we speak about innocent Y/N?” he mocked him.
“Well, clearly, she is not that innocent,” Bruce commented.
“You should never talk like this about a woman,” he tried to sound firm. “Especially when she is our friend a-and colleague.”
The men were snickering under their noses. They stopped when they were interrupted by Y/N. She put a hand on Sam’s shoulder. “You know, objectifying women is not nice,” and she glared at Thor. “What’s up God of Thunder? You were particularly interested in my skirt - or what’s under it.”
“We are sorry, Y/N,” Steve apologised. “It’s just… too short. And it’s you… and…”
“Keep your stories, Rogers,” she sighed. “So, what are we drinking, boys?”
“Where is Y/N and what have you done with her?” Sam questioned, still not believing it was her, wearing this sexy outfit. “You look hot. I am sorry, but you do! Holy shit, Y/N.”
“Thank you Samuel. Well, boys, this is me. I have decided not to hide anymore and bring back what was hidden under the hoodies. It was time, you know? Time to show you what I really was before joining the team,” she gave them the innocent smile they already knew. “So, what are we drinking?”
“Oh, no, I am not joining this,” Bruce pointed at the group and then left.
“Is it happening?” Tony came running to them again, wrapping both arms around Y/N’s neck and kissing her cheek. “Are we finally drinking?”
“Well, I am waiting for a drink and nothing is happening,” her hand rose to the bar, waiting for it to be filled with a glass of something strong. Before Sam or Thor could move their asses, Loki was the one that gave her a glass of -
“Asgardian mead,” he said with a grin, eyes never leaving hers. “You should try it.”
“Thank you kindly, my prince,” she winked at him. “Shall I be scared of the kick?” she pointed at the glass.
He shook his head. “I believe you will be able to handle it,” he kept the wicked smile on his face. “Do not worry. I will come to your rescue if something goes south,” and then he was the one who winked at her.
For the next few hours, he kept standing in the back, observing her actions. She talked to people, danced with some women from SHIELD and enjoyed her time. Occasionally, he would be jealous if she was talking to a random man that kept eyeing her hungrily. Fortunately, if a man had made a move, she would swiftly pacify him - she even threw a drink into one’s face. It made him laugh.
The moment she started to dance with Natasha, Wanda or another female, he had trouble composing himself. The way she swayed her hips and danced to the music was hot. It got more intense when her eyes met his as she was dancing, letting Natasha brush her hands against her hips and chest. He knew she was already drunk, but the way she kept luring him into the dance floor. It made him question her level of drunkenness.
“What is the matter, my prince? Are you not enjoying the show?” her voice rang in his ears.
He narrowed his eyes. For a second he forgot she was able to communicate with people like this. Before he replied, he turned to the bar, where he remained for the rest of the evening, and took another glass of Midgardian whisky. When he turned back, she was nowhere to be found.
“Where did you go princess?” he asked under his nose, trying to connect with her mind. “Do we want to play this game?” he smiled behind the glass.
“I don’t know, do we?” her voice rang behind his right ear. She was already behind him; behind the bar where she was pouring herself another drink. She had a wicked smile on her lips and her eyes focused on the liquid. “Tell me, Loki, why don’t you join me on the dance floor? You don’t dance?”
“How can someone dance to this music?” he asked, turning around to see her figure.
“Well,” she leaned against the counter top and took a sip. “It depends on the song but most of the time you jump and scream and shout the lyrics. However, there are some songs that make you want to feel another body on yours and…” she took a deep breath through her nose and smiled. “You can even sneak your hand to forbidden places.”
“I believe you can find many suitors for this kind of a dance,” he stated.
Y/N playfully rolled her eyes and drank the rest of the drink. “Ah, you see, the one I would be interested to dance with, does not want to dance to this type of music,” she shrugged and left him alone staring at her, as she went straight back to the dance floor, where Natasha and Wanda were enjoying their time, dancing their troubles away.
Loki knew what she meant by that statement. And he wanted to feel that delicate body of hers on him. But the music was not his style. Even the Asgardian mead wouldn’t help him to overcome the distaste of the music.
But damn, she looked like a goddess. This morning, she was the innocent, quiet Y/N and now, he dreamt of tearing those damn clothes off her.
The song changed; a woman was singing and at that moment, Y/N went wild. He didn’t even notice where she got the champagne, but suddenly, she was spraying it on the cheering crowd and then poured it into Tony’s mouth. Loki’s mouth almost dropped down on the floor. Her leather jacket ended on the floor and her shirt was wet from the alcohol.
The party turned into a wild zoo. What almost made him fall off the barstool, was the sight of her kissing another woman. It was sloppy, short and so sexy. Afterwards, they started to laugh. Obviously, the alcohol kicked in.
A minute later, she was standing on top of a table with Tony’s golf club and seven tiny glass goblets set on the table. She was standing in position, ready to fire. Fuck, if only he could see her from behind. He was sure he’d be able to see her underwear peeking from under the skirt. One would think Tony would be pissed, but he was the first one there, cheering her on as she broke the glass with the club.
Loki’s eyes drifted to the Captain, birdman and his stupid brother, who was slobbering over her. He could see it on their faces. Little did they know that she would be his by the end of the night.
He gritted his teeth and reached for the Asgardian mead. He needed to feel the delicious liquid in his veins before he would do something reckless. It took him a few minutes and three shots before he rolled his sleeves and went straight into the dance floor, where a rave was happening.
Y/N was enjoying the evening, as she did before she became an Avenger. All those nights, trashing bars with her old friends, fighting with people because there was nothing better to do. They were raised by the streets. They didn’t give a fuck about anybody. Usually, the others would start to niggle at them, causing a fight.
She closed her eyes, spun around on the dance floor, hands in the air as she enjoyed the moment and danced to her favourite music. It felt good to feel as if she was eighteen again. When she felt two hands sneak around her waist and a body press against her back, she only grinned. She knew who was behind her and she couldn’t be any happier. The body was leaner than Thor’s, even Steve’s. The touch felt familiar and even his scent gave him away.
He spun her around, facing him. Y/N wildly grinned and bit her lower lip, eyes never leaving his green one. Of course, it was the God of Mischief himself. His eyes were a little glossy, his pupils dilated. She could smell something sweet and spicy - the mead.
She wrapped her hands around his neck as he kept his hands on her hips, gripping them tightly. “Ah, your majesty, you have changed your mind. What a pleasure.”
“From where I was standing, you seemed pretty convincing,” he replied with a smirk.”Your moves and your body were luring me in.”
The song changed, becoming faster, thus the intimate dancing didn’t fit well with the rhythm. People were clapping to the song; some did some crazy dance routines. Y/N kinked a brow. “Will you show me what you got, trickster?” she challenged him.
In a blink of an eye, Loki grabbed her by the right hand and spun her on the spot rapidly. He listened to the song, creating moves on the go. No matter what he did, how he turned Y/N around, she enjoyed it. The smile on her face was everything he wanted to see. He was the cause of it. Maybe this kind of music wasn’t that bad. She wanted to dance with him, so be it. He would ruin her feet from all the dancing if that was what she desired.
When a song about a whisky started to play, Y/N stopped him. “I need a drink. It’s a sign,” she pointed at the song playing in the air.
Her fingers entwined with his as she dragged him to the bar, where Tony, Natasha and Thor were standing and drinking. Tony immediately knew what the woman wanted and had a drink ready for her. Y/N let Loki go, to which he whined. Because of the music, no one could hear the disappointed sound he made.
“Sick party,” she clinked glasses with Stark and they drank the liquid in one gulp. It was obvious both of them were pretty drunk, but nobody stopped them.
“How are you holding,” Natasha asked her friend.
“Great,” she smiled from ear to ear, waving the glass at the bartender, asking for a refill. “Reminds me of the old days.”
“Old days?” Thor asked. “You did this back in the day?”
“Honey, this is like a third of what I did when I was eighteen,” she waved a hand, taking the new glass from the bartender. “I enjoyed life before I discovered I was different and joined the team.”
“I love this Y/N,” Tony stated, pointing at her figure. “I, well, we, always thought you were the quiet, intelligent one, but this is mind-blowing, in a good way. We must party together more. What do you think?”
“Thanks, but let’s take it slow, shall we? Let’s enjoy the night,” she clinked glasses with everyone surrounding them, eyes landing on the tall, raven-haired god. The way he bit his lower lip while he was undressing her with his eyes, made her want to jump on him.
Natasha found Sam and Steve on the dance floor. Sam was waving at her to join them. She grabbed Thor and Tony with her, leaving Loki and Y/N alone at the bar.
Loki leaned against the bar, eyes never leaving hers. “Tell me, little one, what did you use to do back when you were a young, mischievous lady, hum?”
She looked at the bartender who was on the other side of the bar, serving people. “Watch and learn, darling,” she winked at him. Y/N leaned against the bar, laying down her front on top of it as she tried to sneakily reach for the nearest bottle that was standing there all alone.
Loki’s eyes widened as he was staring at her body from behind. Her legs rose to the air for a moment and he had a beautiful view of her red lace panties. When she had the bottle and had her legs back on the ground, she quickly took his hand and ran away with him somewhere more private.
They ended in a dimly lit hallway, further from the noise. No one was around, only the two of them and a bottle of bourbon she was able to steal from the bar. She opened the cap and took a big gulp, handing the bottle to the trickster. “This is what we would also do,” she laughed. “Forbidden fruit tastes the best, you know?”
He nodded with an amused smile. “Smashing glasses, kissing women, stealing alcohol… yeah, it certainly does.”
She licked her front teeth, laughing. “Did you enjoy the show?”
“Which one?” he teased.
“The dancing? Or when you were checking my underwear?” she winked at him.
“I certainly did,” he took another sip of the pathetic Midgardian liquor, which didn’t taste bad. When he handed her the bottle back, his other hand found her waist and pulled her body to his, taking in her scent. Even though she was dancing and being a wild animal on the dance floor, she still smelled like candy and alcohol. He wanted to taste her badly.
Her eyebrows rose as she kept drinking from the bottle. She didn’t mind Loki’s moves. “Can I help you with something?” she asked as he kept her body close. One of his hands rested on her lower back.
“I have a few things in mind.”
Before he could reply, Y/N put the liquid into her mouth and quickly put her lips on his, giving him the alcohol this way. The moment he drank it all, their lips connected in a long, passionate kiss. It was all teeth and tongue, a bit sloppy but hot.
When a moan escaped her mouth, Loki pushed her body against the nearest wall. She clumsily dropped the bottle which broke and spilt around them. Neither of them cared at that moment. One of Loki’s hands was gripping her neck as his lips never left hers.
“You taste divine,” he mumbled during the kisses and moved to her neck, marking her. “Tell me, princess, what more surprises I can expect from you?” he asked her as both of his hands slipped down onto her ass, squeezing it. He wished to caress her body all night and day if she’d let him.
“I’ll tell you if you tell me what you’d do to me,” she chuckled and licked his lips.
The hand that was on her neck slowly moved down her body, caressing her right boob and slipped down between her legs. When she felt his fingers gently brush against her clothed pussy, she moaned. “I want to bury my face between your thighs and have a feast, darling,” said Loki. “I will make you cum as many times as possible before I give you my cock, what do you think?”
“Fuck,” she wined. “What else, trickster?”
Loki laughed. He was enjoying this. “I can already imagine the sounds your pussy would make once I am pounding into you, hard and from behind.” He kissed her again, exploring her mouth. “If you want, we can start here, princess. What do you think?”
Y/N watched him kneel in front of her, draping one of her legs on his shoulder. “Fuck, Loki.”
“It excites you, doesn’t it? The thought of being caught by the team, by the people that came here tonight,” he pushed the panties to the side and was met with a glistening bare pussy. “Let’s see how wet you are, shall we?” and he slowly pushed two fingers into her core. She was practically dripping for him and he had no difficulty getting inside.
“Ah,” she moaned loudly, not giving a single fuck. “Loki, your fingers feel so good,” she bit her lower lip. “I’ve never done this.”
“What, darling? You’ve never been fingered before?”
She chuckled. “I was,” she was breathing heavily. “I’ve never been fucked in a place where we can be caught.”
He didn’t reply, just put his mouth to work as he started to kiss the skin around her pussy and then stretched her with his other hand to have a better access to her clit. He started to suck on it, lapping on her juices.
Y/N buried her fingers into his locks, moaning his name while he kept eating her out. She received oral many times, but this was something new. This was the first time a man was this skilled. It took Loki only a few minutes and she was cuming around his tongue as her body kept shaking violently. Only a god was able to give such strong orgasms, she thought.
“Shit, fuck, Loki, that was,” she tried to catch her breath.
“Beautiful, princess,” he smiled at her as he wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. He slowly stood up and captured her lips in a sweet kiss where she could taste herself. “You are such a good girl, Y/N.”
Her hand reached his hard cock trying to be freed from his pants. She stroked him gently, smiling. Their foreheads were resting against each other. “Will you let me suck your cock, my prince? Can I taste you?”
“Of course, darling. Anything you want,” he smiled. “What do you say we move to my room, huh?”
She hummed. Her hand was still between his legs while the other brushed his cheek.. “Well, the bottle is gone, you gave me a hell of an orgasm, so I suggest a private show in your room. What do you think?” she said it nonchalantly, but wickedly grinned.
He rolled his eyes from pleasure at the thought of her giving him a sexy private show just for his eyes. She chose him.
“You can boss me around, if you want,” she added.
“Then come, little girl. I want you to strip for me and give daddy a lap dance.” Loki’s lips were back on hers, exploring all corners of her mouth. Their tongues battled even though no one won.
Together they moved to the elevators, holding hands. The party was about to move into Loki’s bedroom and Y/N couldn’t be any more excited.
So I got this idea from a creative writing blog that you can find here. Basically the prompt is feeling their pulse. Enjoy!
NOW COMPLETE. Check masterlist for part 2!
Summary: Your pulse calms Loki down. Multiple scenarios where Loki finds solace in your pulse.
The first time it happens it’s completely normal. You had been fighting next to Loki when you had been shot. The shot of energy had gone straight through and left a small hole in your abdominal area. Luckily it missed all your vital organs somehow but you were still on the ground in agony. You’re curled into a fetal position and too quiet for Loki’s liking.
Loki ran up and threw up a shield, then put two fingers on your neck and you watched, uncurling, as this man counted mentally. When he is satisfied with your pulse he looks down at you, noticing your movement. “Don’t think of checking out now, the battle has just begun.” He smirks.
“I think I’ll stay right here, hurts less when I don’t move.” You groan.
Loki rolls his eyes at your dramatics, he’s definitely seen you worse off than now.
“Must I carry you? Choose wisely because depending on your answer, you may ruin my reputation.” Loki says.
You smile coyly up at the god. “Ahhhh I can’t feel my legs, I see the light!”
Loki laughs under his breath but picks you up and as he stands his shield dissipates. He starts making his way towards the medical team that thankfully set up as the Avengers started their attack on Dr. Doom’s invasion.
You’re thoroughly enjoying Loki carrying you around like you weigh nothing. He nimbly steps and jumps over fallen rubble making sure not to jostle you too much and make you hurt more.
You have half a mind to hold a finger to your ear and activate your headpiece.
“Cap, I’m down and out, You’ll need someone to cover the right side of the attack until Loki can get back into position.”
“Why is Loki out?” You hear Tony ask.
“Because he’s carrying me.” You fail to realize how bad this’ll sound considering you’ve walked off a field with a broken tibia and a gunshot wound to the chest.
“What hit you that hard?” Steve yells, small explosions in the background of his audio but the concern still very evident in his voice.
“Uh....” You look up at Loki who glances at you and smirks. He can’t activate his headpiece and he probably likes watching you explain that you demanded to be carried for no good reason.
So you do what any brat would do and blame Loki. “Loki was very concerned about me not hurting myself further. I told him I could walk but he insisted. I’m fine, just a hole in my stomach!”
When you look up at the god again he is clenching his jaw instead of smirking, his eyes stay forwards but you know, oh you know, you’re going to be punished for this.
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The next time Loki does it you’re in the middle of this limbo state of liking and not liking each other romantically. Liking each other comes naturally but when one or both of you realize this is a concoction for a bad idea (it’s really not you’re probably both just in denial) you both avoid each other for a few days before coming around again when you miss each other too much.
With this new limbo thing going on you both get random cuddles. Meaning it’s completely normal that you’re laying on the couch with Loki behind you. The god breathes into your neck softly, seeing as he has fallen asleep. You frown when you realize Loki has a hand wrapped under your waist that comes to your front and across your chest to rest on your pulse point on your neck. He has his hand there and from the outside it might look possessive. However, you know better and realize the god is soothed by being able to feel your pulse point.
You tab this in your head and relax again. You play on your phone for awhile. Natasha makes her way through the living room to the kitchen without a word. When she passes again, this time with a bowl of cereal, she stops to look at you two from the other side of the couch.
You look at Natasha without bumping Loki and raise a brow at the assassin. She chews on some cereal then purses her lips after swallowing. “You guys ever going to, uh, work this thing out? I’ve got a bet going on and I’d like to win it.”
You can’t help the snort that comes out of you causing Loki to huff in his sleep then curl into you more and his hold on your neck becomes a little tighter. You look from Loki to Natasha with wide eyes.
“It’s a work in progress.” Is all you give her and she nods and stalks off.
~~~
The next time Loki does it it’s by your hand. Loki is fighting someone from Asgard, you don’t know his name, but he knows exactly what to say to rile up Loki. Loki starts attacking him with pure rage and unrepentant emotion. When Loki gets the chance he knocks the guy down and straddles his hips, beating the life out of him with his fists even though he’s already knocked out.
You rush to Loki and grab one of his hands. Before he does something he regrets you open his hand and place it on your pulse. It takes you a few tries to find it through his hands but when you do find it Loki stops beating the guy with his other hand and just sits there breathing haggardly with his eyes clenched tight.
You say nothing and let Loki feel your pulse as long as he needs. It’s not long though, Loki’s breath is normal and he opens his eyes and looks at you. Standing from the Asgardian’s bloody body and pulling you into him into a hug. You wrap your arms around Loki and he holds your head to his neck, breathing in your scent through your hair.
“Quick thinking.” Loki chokes out.
“Mmhmm.” You hum into his neck.
When the Avengers show up to apprehend the Asgardian you go to pull from Loki’s embrace, knowing he’s a bit iffy showing PDA in front of the team. What shocks you is that Loki grabs your wrist and stops you from getting too far. You share a look through your eyes and Loki’s hand drifts from your wrist to your hand instead.
You let the look of shock pass over your face and then smile at Loki and hold his hand back. When you turn around Steve in looking at your hands but quickly looks up to both of you and nods at the Asgardian on the ground.
“Was that really necessary?” Steve asks as you hear Tony in the background trying to rouse the beaten man.
“Hey, stupid, wake up!” You hear causing you to snort and bring a hand up to cover your mouth.
Steve rolls his eyes and looks at Loki for an answer.
“A lapse in judgement. I merely thought he was more of a hazard than he actually was.” Loki lets the excuse slip from his mouth like he truly means it. You definitely understand why he is called silver tongued.
Steve nods with a disapproving look on his face, because he lives with Loki and knows him well enough, but leaves the situation at that and goes over to Tony.
“Stop slapping him! You’re supposed to wake them up gently!” Steve yells at Tony.
Tony scoffs, “Dude deserves it, he really thought he could beat Loki in hand to hand? Why are all Asgardian's so arrogant?”
“Tony!” Steve yells after another loud slapping noise rings in the air.
You and Loki begin to walk towards the extraction point. Loki has brought you into his side, his right arm around your shoulders, hugging you into him. His left hand holds onto your wrist, across his body, settled over your pulse point.
“When did you figure it out?” Loki asks you as you both walk.
You glance up at the god but decide to keep your eyes on the ground so you don’t slip on anything. That would be embarrassing.
“You weren’t awake when I figured it out. We were cuddling in the living room and you had fallen asleep with your hand over my neck. Kinda pieced it together then.” You shrugged.
Characters: Come on you know by now how this goes (Loki x you) (Team x you, platonic)
Warnings: None. And really if you ever see anything that I might need to able as a warning please let me know... I'm the person who forgets there are people out there that get offened by the word F*** if that is an exapmle of anything.
Summary: Mid battle and the avengers keep looking for an answer as to why the God of Lies hasnt showed up yet. Of course you have no idea but at least he proves them all wrong.
ANNOUNCEMENT TIME: hey guys Im back, I know it hasnt been long but I also know I havent been posting every single day like I was, i got into a weird little funk where I didnt want to do anything, I was just feeling completly drained, and I felt bad because I have my little and I didnt even want to play with her because I have just been so TIRED, but I'm feeling better. Work has been kicking my ass here lately and ive been working over 50 hours a week so ive literally been coming in, eatting / feeding the little, getting us ready for bed, and crashing as soon as she falls asleep. But im here now. I will probably be more active on weekends than during the week because I have more time to spend working on stuff but I will be posting also during the week just not daily. At least until after state comes. Thank you so much for the reblogs, likes, comments, follows, and messages please keep them coming! If you would like to be tagged please ask or message, and requests are open. Love you guys so much! 💚💚💚💚💚
Loki Masterlist
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"Y/N, BACK UP I NEED BACK UP! EYES IN THE SKY!" Tony yelled from above, you and Clint stood back to back on a roof top shooting as many bad guys as you could. Clint took aim at another carrier, shooting at the engine causing the entire thing to blow up raining debris and hot metal around you.
"Damnit Clint! Farther away make sure they are farther away!" You yelled popping him on the head with an arrow before aiming it at the thing that was chasing Tony.
"Where is lover boy at? You.sent him the location right?" Nat asked into the com.
"Yes I sent him the location, no I dont know where hes at." You mocked.
"Did you send him the right location?" Sam asked.
"One time, one dam-"
"Language!" Steve chimed in causing everyone to groan. Gun shots where ringing all around you and you could here metal on metal paired with Hulk screams coming from another building over.
"Language." You mocked muting your com son that no one but Clint heard you. "I am a 26 year old woman, I think I'm old enough to cuss if I want." You drew back your bow and sent another arrow flying into another goon that had Nat trapped aginst a wall. She shot you a thumbs up before running off. You hit unmute on your com.
"Jesus, 26? Baby, you sure you don't need to be at a babysitter instead of on a building killing things?" He laughed.
"Dont worry Hawk, when we get done here I've already booked you a nice nursing home to be put into." You put your bow around you and stood on the edge of the building. "I need a better view." You looked round, the top of a taller building caught you eye. "There Hawk, we can cover a better radius from up there, get closer to the action."
"DOES ANYONE KNOW WHEN THE GODS ARE GOING TO BE HERE? WE NEED MORE HELP WERE GETTING TIRED AND OUT NUMBERED!" Tony came over the coms screaming.
"How do we get up there? Or do I even wanna know?" Hawk came to examin where you were talking about.
"Im jumping, you cant tell me that someone wont catch me." You shrug.
"GODS WHERE ARE TH- Y/N DONT YOU DARE JUMP!" Tony stopped and hovered right were you was standing.
"Then take us over there. We need higher ground, we cant cover everyone from down here." You crossed your arms.
"Where are the gods at y/n?" He asked again
"I. Dont. Know. Jesus you guys act like I'm suppose to be there keeper!" A simultaneous you are came from everone through the com causing you to roll your eyes. "Hes gonna be here I swear it! Now take me to the building or I jump. 1.....2....-" Tony grabbed you by the collar of your jacket and flew you to the building.
God these things were everywhere and you were starting to run out of arrows. After shooting another ship and causing it to blow you heard what was unmistakably pounding on the roof top door leading to where you currently was at.
"I have some univited guests about to join my party. Anyone available for some assistance?" You yanked out the two emerald green and silver daggars that your boyfriend had given you not long after you had started dating after throwing your bow around you.
"Buy some time kid, I'm on ground level right now but I can try to get up there as fast as possible." Bucky called over the com.
"Buy some time? Ok. I can do this. I work better from afar but a little hand to hand never hurt anyone, just easier to get stabbed this way." The first of the things busted through the door running straight at you. You jerked out of the way missing his staff by just a few inches. Quickly turning you flipped the dagger like Loki had showed you and stabbed him in his side causing him to fall to the ground before the next one tried to impale you.
"I have two daggers and they have freaking staffs! Back up! WHERE THE HELL AR-" you were interupted by static in the air and a bright light. The bitfrost had just opened up leaving to gods standing in front of you and taking out the remainder ofnthe bad guys. "HES HERE! I TOLD YOU GUYS THEY WERE COMING AND THEY'RE HERE." You pulled two extra coms from you pocket and gave them to Thor and Loki.
"Always a pleasure to battle beside you Lady y/n." Thor smiled takkng the com and putting it in his ear before taking off again.
Loki sauntered over to you and put his arm around you waist, you put the com in his ear as he rolled his eyes. He leaned down and gave you a quick kiss.
"You got a new outfit." You smiled at him. God the way he looked in his battle clothe always did something to you, the horned helment was a plus.
"You like it." He smirked down at you pulling you closer.
"Your wearing your horns to." You reached up and brushed a peice if hair behind his ear.
"STOP. STOP NOW. WE CAN HEAR EVERYTHING AND ITS GROSS." Tony yelled causing you both to roll your eyes.
"Quick run down, bad guys everywhere, no end in sight, and I'm out of arrows pretty sure Hawk is too." Loki waved his hand over your quiver making more arrows appear.
"I see you had to use your daggers. I am sorry for not being here. Are you hurt anywhere?" He asked stepping away from you to examin you.
"Small cut on the side, nothing I havent dealt with before, Ill be fine. You go make sure Hawk is fully stocked up and help the others. I got a birds eye view of you right here." I leaned in kissing him one more time before smiling at him and pushing him away. He kissed his two finger before placimg them over his heart and you did the same, "always." You both said before he disappered.
You could hear Thor laughing at the chaos going on and Steve trying to direct the god of thunder on what to do. You had learned earlier to just let him do his own thing and he would be fine. Tony was still trying to micromanage everything when you heard Loki mumble something in an old language and his com cut out. You had figured it wouldnt have stayed on to long though but at least you had tried. It had calmed down up on your end so you decided to finally go back down to where Clint was at shooting an arrow with heavy duty rope you glided back down next to him to watch what was going on.
"Hello, earth to y/n." He snapped his fingers in front of your face. You had been to busy staring at Loki and that damn helmet. "I dont even understand why were friends." He rolled his eyes propping up on the ledge watching as the rest of the team secured the last of the bad guys.
"Because we both shoot arrows, because we are both the best in the team, or because we both know we are the best looking one on the team so we have to stick together." You laughed jumping up so you could sit on the ledge.
"The birds can come out of their nest now." Bucky called over the coms causing you both to sigh.
When you and Clint had reached the bottom you walked over to Thor theowing your arms around the big goof ball.
"You are amazing during battle as always." He beemed patting you on the shoulder.
"As always? Thor youve only fought with her twice." Steve said beside you.
"I had a week off. Went to Asguard, spent time with the boys. Someone had to keep them in line." You shrugged like it was no big deal.
"She was amazing!" Thor went on telling the story of the fight you had all gotten into.
"Mothers been asking about you by the way dear. Wants to know if you've decided to come stay for a while." Loki leaned down and whispered in your ear.
"I think I'm leaning toward a yes. I can't stand being away from you, you had been gone forever this time." You reached for his hand as you both walked to the quinjet.
"I was making arrangements to have our room redone. I figured you would come with me." He gave you a knowing smirk as he reached up to take off his helmet.
"Leave the horns on. I have a suprise for you when we get home." You pulled his hand away from his head and smacked his butt.
"You are a little minx." He laughed chasing you into the jet while the rest of the team groaned and rolled their eyes.
"Even if you wasnt moving i would be kicking your ass out! I am so sick of the PDA between you two." Tony hollared after you.
"Leave them alone Tony, they are courting. Im just glad my brother is happy and not trying to stab me." Thor clapped Tony on the back.
