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Hot Head ((Loki x Reader)) 3

((Authors Note! In this chapter, there are several **not homophobic, i promise** gay jokes made, and reader's sexuality is brought into question. If this offends you, I apologize, that part is merely filler humor, feel free to skip it, it isn't essential to the story at all. Alright, go on)) ~~~ "JARVIS, am I seeing what i thing i'm seeing?" "Yes I do believe so, sir. Her blood contains trace amounts of liquified magnesium." ~~~ "What's the latest news, Tony?" "It seems we've come across a pair of mutants, babe." ~~~ "Tony what did you dose them with?" "A solid amount of Midazolam." "...God damnit Tony." ~~~ You jump, groaning yourself awake. Hooooly shit.... Holy shit, you were TRANQUILIZED. Not just knocked out, but TRANQUILIZED. And it hurt. Slowly, and very carefully you open your eyes. You are in a floating sphere. A floating Sphere? What? This sphere looks to be held up by rubber cables, and you are actually floating. "Yo! Princess is awake! Hey, did you know you sleep float?" You turn to face none other than Tony Stark, staring at you with a bemused expression. Then you notice that you are approximately 15 feet above the ground. Next to you- well, next to where you would be if you were on the ground, lies a Glass Cube, Standing maybe 6 feet tall. Inside it, Lydia is sitting crosslegged watching a man in a purple shirt, who you assume to Bruce Banner, work. "You're acting extremely polite for someone who just solidly drugged a teenage girl." "Teenage girl?" Bruce turns around and eyes you doubtfully. "Shit, I drugged a minor?" Tony groaned. "Well no not a minor." "...How old are you then?" "19." "...See, I feel like you said a number, but the only thing I heard was the word legal." "That's a nice word, coming from a homo." Tony gasps and clutches his arc reactor. "Ouch. Wait, are you actually homophobic? Cuz if you are, this might be a problem." "She's not homophobic," Lydia piped up. "Believe me. She is the furthest thing from homophobic. I caught her watching lesbian porn a few times." Everyone stares at Lydia for a solid 30 seconds, before shifting their gaze to you. Your cheeks tint pink for a split second, until you break out into the most egotistical grin even Tony's ever seen. "What can I say? Ladies are lovely," you shrug. "She looks extremely pleased with herself..." Bruce mutters to Lydia. "Oh what, and you haven't watched lesbian porn before? I'm 19 Mr. Banner, I'm allowed to explore my sexuality." "What's the conclusion?" Tony asks eagerly. You smirk at the man. "Undetermined." "Well if you ever feel like you need help deciding, I-" "Tony stop hitting on the girl you drugged and captured," Steve Rodgers walked into the lab, giving his boyfriend a hard look. Tony grins at the blond, and wraps his arms around his waste. Steve remains stiff for a moment, then gives in, kissing and wrapping his arms around Tony. "As cute as this moment is, and GODS believe me, it is adorable, I'd like to know why my friend and I are in glass-like-containment units," Lydia gets to her feet slowly, and crosses her arms. "Yes, what the lady said!" you pipe up, dropping your anti-gravity to discover that the ball you're has two layers. What does this mean? The contraption they've stuck you in, is remarkably similar to hamster ball, but also has a treadmill like quality. That quality being the fact that no matter how fast you run, you still don't move. Imagine what an idiot you look like, because you're figuring out how non-mobil you really are at this moment, and everyone is literally just staring at you. Tony is attempting not to break down laughing, and the moment he lets out a bark of a laugh, you collapse, and are flung about your little sphere. That is when Tony collapses, laughing hysterically on the ground. After a solid 15 seconds you mentally kick yourself, and turn off your gravity. Scowling you cross your legs and turn towards the billionaire in a very unamused fashion. "So you're a raging homo and a dick. Power pack! You sure got lucky, Rodgers." Steve chuckles as Tony straightens himself out, and gives him a look. "Why are we here?" Lydia asks. Tony takes a step back and speaks to both of you. "Well you two got into an air battle with one another, and ended up destroying a small bit of New York." Your eyebrows shoot up, and Lydia seems to have a similar reaction, as Tony backtracks a bit. "Nothing too serious. A few flooded buildings, some arson. Not too bad. The cops would have been called, but considering you two were battling midflight, they could really only call us. We're the only people in New York who fly. Excluding you, it seems. We've discovered that the two of you are mutants-" "Oh yeah, that must have been real fuckin' hard figure out, Mate." "Hey," Tony points at you, giving you a mock stern look. "I don't need your sass." "Why were you two fighting?" Steve asks, side stepping Tony. You and Lydia exchange glances breaking into fits of giggles. Steve, meanwhile, leans towards Tony and mutters, "To think, we thought they were enemies..." "Enemies?" You gasp through your laughs. "Mate, that's my roommate!" "Best Friends for Life!" Lydia grins. "Why were you trying to demolish eachother then?" "Wowwie, Mr. Stark, shouldn't you ask for a lady's name before you ask her why she tried to kill her best friend?" Tony's face remains stern for a solid set of seconds before a grin breaks out on his face. "I like you." he turns to Steve. "Can we adopt her?"

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Hot Head ((Loki x Reader)) 2

((A/n): I'm now starting up a fanfiction blog B) this is said fanfiction blog. Hot Head's chapters are rather short, my apologies))

"BRING IT ON!" You yell. Flames surrounding your hands flicker menacingly at your best friend. Every drop of water that she threw at you evaporated nearly instantaneously, and even your hair caught fire, lighting up in a fiery orange color. Quickly you summoned a ball of heat and chuck it at Lydia, who fucks with the air current and manages to evade it. "THAT ALL YOU GOT, nOOB?" "NOOB LYDIA? REALLY?" "NOOB." She hits you with a wave of water. Effectively putting out your flames. But if you weren't strange enough, you didn't fall. You never knew exactly how this ability of yours worked. You figured it had to do with your cells, which had several things off about them. All you knew for sure was that your body just doesn't submit to Gravity. It took a long time to master, but now you can turn it on and off. Some people, at this moment will be thinking 'oh snap you can fly!', and unfortunately, that is not how that works. When gravity is off, you float. That is all. There is no force to propel you in any direction. When you're at home, you push off walls to send yourself in a particular direction. But now, you're in the sky, and there's nothing to push off. Lydia chuckles at you in a mocking way, and you roll your eyes, Reheating, and sending several more fireballs in her general direction. She sent them in all directions, creating a Tornado of sorts. You laugh. "Dayum boy," you smirk at her. "You're just mad because you know Tony tops." She arches a brow and pauses, listening to something happening below you. You glance down to see your a few of your fireballs caught the city on fire. "Shit..." "What the HELL (Y/n)?!" "OH what, it's MY fault? What about the people who are suffering FLOOD damage from you dropping a damn LAKE on their house?" "You can SHUT THE HELL UP!" You're so busy arguing with the girl that you don't notice that someone has flown up behind you until he taps your shoulder. You turn slowly. "So Hey..." "...Hello," you nod. "The name's Tony... in case you were like, wondering or anything," The iron suit sticks out it's hand for you to shake. You smirk, and shake his hand. "Nice to meet you." You see steam start to rise off his suit and hear JARVIS from inside the suit telling Tony that the suit's temperature is rising to a dangerous level. The face slides open and Tony yanks his hand from yours. "OW OW OW OWWW HEY FRIEND, OW THAT HURTS," he shouts as he shoots across the sky towards the beach, helmet sliding back over his face, followed by a solid swan dive. "That was a SOLID TEN, MR. STARK!" you shout after him. There is another tap on your shoulder, and you see none other than Captain America on... some kind of hover board? "Miss?" "...Sir?" "I'm terribly sorry about this, Ma'am," he holds a com at his ear. "Now, Hawk." Then you feel a solid stab in your neck. "ACH--!" You reach back and yank a well aimed dart from your neck, and shout "WHAT THE HELL? IS THIS WHAT YOU CALL A FIRST MEETING?" Your vision starts to double, and your speech starts to slur. "Thwaaah, yuweersposedd tah beh polihhg..." You catch sights of the Hulk clinging to a building holding Lydia as Thor ties Mjolnir to her ankle with a thick rope. A drunken chuckle escapes your lips, as cap hoists you into his arms. "'slike aleesh..." That's the last thing you see before your vision goes black.