#and in Hela's case fucking other people
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She regrets snapping at her now, angrily shoving Agatha off of her before she stalked away, upset that she wasn't being allowed to protect her wife.
That's Hela's responsibility.
Protecting Agatha.
And she had not only failed then, she fails now.
She clutches Agatha's limp, clammy hand within hers, glaring at anyone who dares take a moment too long to stare, and hopes a healer will come over soon with the solution to her wife's state.
#sky's inbox#c: agatha#sky answers#sky's stolen ask games#c: hela#c: helga#wip wednesday#mad-madam-m#i swear y'all they literally spent decades hating each other#and in Hela's case fucking other people#this is the after point when they're actually happy with their arranged marriage lol#also yes Agatha did sort of domesticate Hela and I have no idea how she managed that#sky writes
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"For Sylki is obvious: toxic, toxic and they're basically the same person"
Is it crazy how people can be so off base? I don't know in what aspect Sylki, who actually bring out the best in each other is supposed to be toxic… This word is used so much today without people seeming to understand the definition, that's when same crazy… Oh and the delusion of Sylki being the same person, is, I already explained, completely false. The series and the creators have been very clear on this subject, yet people persist in saying the opposite which annoys me deeply. It's like people who insist on saying that the Sylki romance is not the center / driving force of the plot… When it is in fact the case, the series shows it and the creators confirm it . Also, Sylvie was compared to Loki's new glorious goal in season 1 in a fucking dialogue and the antis always make fun of the pro Sylki to say that indeed Sylvie was in some way Loki's new glorious goal. I am literally angry with these people after seeing their message mistagged with the sylki tag…
Yeah I do think antis like to throw out these buzzwords like toxic, inc*st and the newest one I've seen is them saying sylki is ab*sive. That one in particular always leaves me puzzled because they never elaborate to explain in what way sylki is supposedly ab*sive and also they ship him with a guy who held him prisoner in season 1 and put him in a time loop where he was kicked in the balls and punched in the face repeatedly, so apparently by their reasoning sylki is ab*sive because reasons but their ship isn't? (To be clear though I don't think either relationship is ab*sve just pointing out that their statement is more than a bit hypocritical.)
The whole 'but they're the same person' argument is getting a bit tiresome, especially as writers etc have addressed it and said they aren't, yes they used it to send a message about self love, but that wasn't the defining aspect of their relationship, I feel like antis have tried to boil their relationship down to that one aspect of them being variants of each other when really their relationship is a lot more complex than that. I would also argue that as much as Loki loves Sylvie for the ways she is similar to him, he loves her more for the ways she isn't the same as him. He loves her for who she is as her own person not because she is the same person as him, as much as the show and fans joke about him falling in love with himself, the show has made it clear that they had very different lives, different ways of doing things, different views and even different personalities.
Another buzzword that gets thrown around is queerbaiting, this idea that the only reason L*kius isn't canon is because disney and marvel are either too scared to show lgbtqia+ representation or because they hate the lgbtqia+ community and so will never show a gay couple. Which is just false. Marvel and Disney have shown and written characters of different sexualities and identities into their newer projects. Loki and Sylvie are bisexual, that was clearly stated. Valkyrie is also bisexual, it was confirmed in love and thunder that the valkyrie who died protecting her in the hela flashback was her girlfriend. America Chavez in Multiverse of madness had two mothers. Phastos a main character in Eternals had a husband and child and honestly was one of the most beautiful relationships I've seen in the mcu so far. In hawkeye one of the female larpers mentions her wife. And lets not forget Korg and his partner Dwayne who he made a baby with whilst holding hands over a lava pit. I do think disney need to continue working on their representation but they have already made a good effort of adding more representation into their projects, including more female heroes which was something else they were lacking in the past, but its not going to happen over night and just throwing two guys together because its a popular ship as fan service isn't the way to go, it would be too forced. So if L*kius isn't canon its not because Disney refuse to have representation in their projects, I mean with eternals they lost money because some countries banned it because of the scenes between Phastos and his husband, disney, apparently, were given the option of removing those scenes but they refused. The only reason L*kius isn't canon is because they were never meant to be romantic, the importance of their relationship was based in their friendship. Mobius is the best friend, Sylvie is the love interest.
It is also annoying when they put their posts in the sylki tag, my advice to all sylki shippers there would be to use that block button liberally. It's actually impressive how many accounts I've had to block since season 2 started airing.
But as frustrating as it can be to see, let them stay mad. Like you said we've got the canon ship, we've had amazing statements from everyone with creative control on the show confirming our ship and its importance to the show. So now when I see a post bashing sylki or making some insane claim that sylkis have misinterpreted the show and that really l*kius is the real love, I think well I know they are wrong because the writers and producers said so, and then I move on and leave them to it because ultimately they are the ones that have misinterpreted the show and I'm confident in my ships validity. 🤷♀️
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thor love and thunder thoughts (spoilers)
it was fine
highlight: truly every moment tessa thompson was on screen. in love with her valkyrie styling, her earth streetwear and every blend of the two. did I need canon confirmation that she’s bi? no, but it was nice anyway. I also fully choose to interpret her saying to thor “you and I play for the same team” in omnipotent city as a moment of bi camaraderie
critique: this is sort of a big one, but the movie as a whole felt tonally lost. look at ragnarok, which had a clear narrative message, a clear and satisfying arc for thor’s character, and all the plot points and humor in between served both those elements. the arc of love and thunder can mostly be boiled down to “thor needs to learn to love again” (which, gets sort of confused in whether that’s romantic love or platonic love or both) but the process of that journey doesn’t at all seemed served by the plot itself. like, hela works as the villain in ragnarok because she represents the history of imperialism and warfare that asgard was founded on, and as ragnarok is about thor coming into his own as king after odin’s death, defeating her is as much a symbolic rejection of asgard’s legacy (in addition to the very real destruction of the city itself) as it as about beating the bad guy. in love and thunder, gorr’s mission to destroy the gods for not protecting their believers feels like an absolute mismatch with thor’s journey to open his heart (and the two only get weakly tied together at the very end)
highlight: i like hela as a villain, but there’s more to her as a symbol than there is depth or motivation to her character. love and thunder seemed aware of that and took the time to establish gorr’s rationale as a villain, which was certainly not unreasonable given his history (although, for what ultimate purpose? love ig)
critique: so. jane. bonus highlight, jane as mighty thor makes some fucking points, and her exuberance in costume, her personal fighting style w mjolnir and her dynamic w valkyrie were all great. the critique—what was the point of any of it except to further thor’s storyline? truly she only felt brought back for. idk girlboss points and to teach him it’s better to love and get hurt than not to love at all, because that’s her ultimate impact on the story—how her death affects him. come on
highlight: the shadow monsters were very fun visually, and added a darker, creepier element to the story that, honestly, I wish taika had leaned into further. like you introduce the idea of fighting with and disappearing into shadows, give christian bale that makeup and those teeth, plus the kidnapping of a bunch of children and you’ve got the makings for something dark and unsettling that would then have made those moments of humor much more narratively interesting and powerful
critique: the absence of loki has been mentioned enough that I won’t spend too much time on it, but the lack of that dynamic really is a bummer
idk other miscellaneous thoughts
since when does heimdall have a son? and with no exploration of what it meant to him to have heimdall as a father, that inclusion really just felt like it was serving the plot to keep thor in contact w the kids
omnipotent city was very whatever. it was truly just a weaker version of sakaar, and zeus just a weaker version of the grandmaster. okay, so zeus doesn’t care about protecting other gods or stopping gorr. do truly all the other gods feel that way? they certainly seemed to, in which case, doesn’t that prove gorr’s point? doesn’t that demonstrate a need to uproot or change the system that serves the gods but doesn’t serve the people?
i. guess I’m glad sif’s alive? for the whole two minutes she was on screen. and that the movie acknowledged how ragnarok killed off the warriors three (which is one of my main beefs with the movie, how completely it disregards the importance of their friendship w thor and the impact on him of their deaths) but it also couldn’t be bothered to remember hogunn’s name so. not my favorite
okay the ending. the ending. so the whole resolution of this is now thor has a daughter? who he’s ready to take care of because jane taught him to love again? okay?? but very little time spent on how he’s been impacted by familial loss (say, the recent loss of loki) other than the back tattoo?? truly it just felt like a clumsy way to tie the thor/gorr narrative arcs together. the kid is cute, don’t get me wrong, and they’re cute together, but it’s hard to feel invested in the dynamic when it felt so last minute and slapdash
honestly overall the movie felt like it would have benefited from a stronger editing hand. ragnarok worked so well for me because so much of it felt new and surprising in the context of a marvel/superhero movie, in terms of its humor and its self-awareness. love and thunder doesn’t seem to know what it wants to do most of the time, and so doesn’t accomplish much of anything at all
#thor love and thunder#thor love and thunder spoilers#thor spoilers#the tldr is that it feels very lost from the roots and voice of what I associate w a good taika movie#which like—it's a marvel movie i don't expect too much from them anyways these days#but it didn't even feel like he was /trying#kayla's thoughts on media
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The Arrangement
I did it @ferndolan !
I’m sorry it’s not great, I did my best but I was not sure how to end it.
They weren't friends.
They weren't lovers either. The word was too sweet for them.
They had... an arrangement. Even if they had never mentioned it, even if they had not specified the terms.
The first time happened after a mission. The adrenaline. The fear. The loneliness. They couldn't explain why, while the previous minute they were yelling, the next they had jumped wildly on each other to fuck like animals.
It didn't look like them.
Loki and Michael were cold, controlling creatures who showed neither weakness nor emotion.
Yet it was because of this that they were now fighting as Avengers.
After the loss of his beloved mother, Loki had given much thought to his actions. But it was only after the death of his father, the adventures on Sakaar with his brother, the battle against Hela, that he decided to change. Of side, in any case. He asked Thor to make his case when they arrived on Earth, for a chance to right his past mistakes.
Michael had long lost his parents when he was taken in by wizards. Or the masters of the mystical arts, as they preferred to be called. They had felt his power. His darkness too. Because it was mainly because his real father did not answer his calls that Michael agreed to join the "good side".
Their stories had a lot of similarities. Their behaviour too. It was normal then that they understand and hate each other, fight and support each other.
It was mainly because the others continued to distrust them that they had come so close. Even if they refused to admit it, they wanted to be loved. Admired. Coaxed. Everything they had hoped for from their families, their people, their comrades, and which they had never obtained.
More than wanted, they needed it. And they both knew it. Then it was normal that they were able to give it to themselves without having to claim. Even if they were clearly not the bests to do so.
Everything changed when Y/N arrived. She was not a Goddess. Neither the devil's daughter. Nor an Avengers. She had no power. She didn't know how to fight. SHIELD hired her because she was smart, and she worked in the lab with Banner and Stark.
She was not like them at all. A fragile little mortal.
But she was not at all like the others either.
Of course she still distrusted them because of their crimes and their character, but it wasn't the same distrust as the rest of the team, who looked at them with disdain and hatred. It was only common sense. But she still gave them a chance.
Even after seeing their true form, blue for Loki, black eyes for Michael, which had scared off many nurses and made their heroic colleagues tremble.
Y/N didn't care.
"It's the actions that count. The ones you decide to do now."
Her smile... No one had ever smiled at them like that. Except Frigga. And Miss Mead. Y/N really trusted them on important assignments, she confided in them secret information, she asked them for advice, she thanked and congratulated them when they were done.
It was new.
It was strange.
It was great.
It was a subject of conflict between them. Because it was what they had always wanted, with someone who was not like them.
A tension was then created between them. A war to get Y/N's attention. All her attention. This ridiculous competition between them did not escape the others, who were rightly worried about this quarrel which could bring nothing good.
These two were already dangerous together when they got along well, but if they started to fight, there would certainly be deaths. It was therefore necessary to intervene, quickly.
"I don't know exactly what's going on between you and your friend..."
"We are not friends."
"... But this can't go on, brother. You are no longer focused on missions, your screams echo throughout the tower, you try to kill each other once a day."
"These are just harmless little pranks."
"No, the pranks you played on others together were harmless. Even if you are very strong, you might hurt yourself badly, or someone else. Natasha was lucky."
"I said I was sorry, the bomb was not for her."
"I don't care. Loki, you have to speak with Michael, you have to find a solution."
At the same time, Doctor Strange was saying much the same to Michael, with less sympathy for the young man who wasn't really listening to him, his arms folded, sighing like a rebellious teenager being punished by his teacher for the umpteenth times.
Both Loki and Michael knew the Avengers were right. Killing each other would be useless, it might even scare Y/N away, which was not the point. They also couldn't force her to stay and love them, that wasn't what they wanted either. Kill her ? They would kill each other immediately after. They didn't want to hurt her, never.
What else were left then ? To share ? It wasn't something they used to do. They weren't sure how to do it. Or if they could.
What if Y/N ended up having a favourite ? That they didn't spend as much time with her as the other ? That they always wondered where she was, if she was alone, if she was happier, if she was better without them, if...
It was late when Y/N returned home after a long day at work. Everything had gone pretty well, except for a new joke that destroyed Bruce's computer, causing them to lose hours of research.
But she didn't blame Loki and Michael for it. It wasn't that bad, she would help Doctor Banner start over and they would do even better.
The pranks of the two fools were not mean. And understanding, when we knew them. They just wanted to be noticed. In a perfect world, they certainly would have wanted to be loved, and they would have do something else for that, but since they didn't think it was possible, they preferred to be the center of attention for the wrong reasons.
Everything except being ignored and abandoned.
Y/N understood that, and that was part of why she was interested in them. But it wasn't out of pity, or to keep them from doing more nonsense. She really liked them, and she hoped Loki and Michael knew it.
As she entered her room, something moved in the shadows and she jumped, ready to run but the light turned on and Y/N found Michael sitting on her bed, his back against the wall, his legs stretched out, as if everything was normal, that he was at home. By the window, Loki was standing, his hands behind his back.
"Is there... is there a problem ?" she asked shyly, relaxing a bit.
"Indeed, little mortal. You. You are a problem."
"What ? Why ?"
"You are not ours." Michael replied, smiling. "Yes, ours. You see, Loki and I share a lot of things. Thanks to that, we don't really have a reason to quarrel, because we are more or less on the same level in many areas. But here you are now. We want you, and we can't stand to see you only with the other. It would be torture."
"So we thought about it." Loki continued, approaching the bed to take a seat next to Michael. "A clever compromise, yet very simple. If you're ours, no reason to be jealous. I trust Michael, he's a man of his word."
"And Loki knows that if he dares to lie to me, I'll kill him, and I'll keep you to myself."
"But... What if I refuse ?"
"You can. We won't force you. However, you don't want that."
Nothing forced her to accept. Y/N knew that if she said no everything would be fine too. She would not be theirs, she would treat them fairly and they would have no reason to fight if she made them promise not to bicker.
Part of her almost wanted to say no, just to annoy them. Just to make them understand that they weren't in control of her, that they couldn't decide for her, that she wasn't their property. Then they would be disappointed, but she knew they would respect her decision. Almost.
On the other hand...
"Fuck."
"Indeed, little mortal. Come here."
"I'm not your pet."
"Of course not. You are our princess. No, our queen. Who takes care of us so well..."
"... and of who we wish to take care of, like devoted slaves. Join us, sweet goddess."
Biting her lips, Y/N came to curl up between the God of Mischief and the Prince of the Underworld, who did not wait a second to kiss her, touch her, venerate her.
Of course, despite all the ingenious precautions, they were always a little jealous when she spent too many moments alone with just one of them, but she only had to chuckle merrily at their childishness for them to calm down, knowing very well that she loved them equally.
If Loki had to go on a mission, then Michael would stay to keep her company. Conversely, if she had to go out onto the field, they would protect her. The one who was not present would call every day to ask for news and to have the pleasure of hearing her voice.
And if she had to be left alone... It never happened, as both lovers were screaming at Stark and doing nasty pranks until the Avengers accepted that at least one of them at home with Y/N .
Loki and Michael then struggled to figure out which one it would be, regardless of previous times. Y/N couldn't pick for them, that would only make the situation worse. She was happy no matter what, even if she only felt complete when they both were with her.
#loki#michael langdon#loki imagine#loki fanfiction#michael langdon imagine#michael langdon fanfiction#loki x reader#michael langdon x reader#loki x michael x reader
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What's your take on Thor Ragnarok? What's your take on Thor's development within the MCU so far?I'm a fan of your posts and tags!
GREAT QUESTIONS THANK YOU FOR ASKING, THANKS FOR BEING A FAN
tldr I """"like"""" Thor's canon development now bc I've done some fucking Olympic grade backfilling and contortion to recontextualize the canon to make it meaningful, but this results in me living in my own pocket universe of an interpretation where I can't really interact with other people bc they don't subscribe to my exact reading of canon
But bro I LOVE Ragnarok. I know that can be a controversial take (I've read the meta of people who think it "slaughtered" Thor and Loki's characterisations), but I just thought it was so much fun! Like on a movie watching experience level and on a lore/meta level, it's FUN. That's not something I can say for 95% of marvel movies, which are nigh universally too dimly lit and too reliant on hateful sarcasm between characters as a substitute for a relationship.
On a meta level, I 1000% subscribe to the idea that the entire movie is a retelling that Thor is preforming for his refugees, so it's a heavily edited, exaggerated, and sillier version of events meant to keep everyone's spirits up. On the point of lore continuity, I really appreciate that thor3 makes CANON and EXPLICIT Odin's campaign of imperialist violence behind his "peaceful" reign over the nine realms, I FUCKIN LOVE IT. I LOVE the context Hela gives to their family, because she makes canon and explicit Odin's disappointments in Thor. I LOVE that Mjolnir was Hela's weapon before it was Thor's because Mjolnir was never meant to be a metric for moral goodness or readiness for rule, but a metric for a colonialist's commitment to imperialist violence on behalf of an empire WHICH IS WHY IT FINDS CAPTAIN AMERICA WORTHY BUT NOT LOKI
(btw if anyone else can draw a line between Hela and Steve Rogers that is a. representative of Odin's priorities and b. includes Thor but excludes Loki, hmu, bc this is the best I got.)
(Mjolnir rejects Thor in thor1 bc Thor was trying to conquer Jotunheim for personal glory and doesn't accept him again until he starts thinking about the good of the empire again by protecting Midgard, an imperial asset. Mjolnir rejects Loki bc Loki is a not an imperialist in service of an empire)
Off topic but I know a lot of people get hung up on Thor leaving Loki paralyzed in the parking garage, potentially to be found by the grandmasters dudes? Like people say that was unaccountably cruel and ooc for Thor. But like, ok, they killed everyone on the way up, and Thor knows his armed gladiator rebellion is on his heels also headed for the parking garage, so I dunno, I never read it as Loki was in any particular danger? But I'm a notorious Thor apologist as well as a Loki apologist so 🤷♂️
Things I also love: loki defunding the military to spend that money on art and infrastructure, Loki's live action thorki fanfic that Asgard unaccountably loved, Loki stonewalling Odin's attempt to reconcile bc fuck Odin, Thor's lightning powers, Bruce banner is now a Jewish grandma, Hela have I mentioned Hela love that girlboss, Jeff goldblum love that wiggly man, the Valkyrie love that angry girl, "piss off ghost", inglorious deaths for all the warriors 3, "I'm here" (screaming, crying, shaking), the story about how Loki bit Thor as a snake as well as the confirmation that they are in fact the same age
I have complicated feelings about Thor's canon development tbh. On a very ground floor sort of reaction, I despise what they did to My Boy in infinity war and endgame. I think it's a disgusting character assassination and I don't think the russos understand humour and specifically how to use humour to expand on tragedy like what thor3 did.
On the other hand, if you've read my fic and meta, you'll know that I've accepted the canon development, bc at this point, I've done a LOT of very deliberate and concerted labour to MAKE the canon development we see between thor1 and endgame WORK. But, like, there was a LOT of labour that I, specifically, put into it. It fully relies on me specifically doing a lot of digging and reaching and mining these movies for every possible frame of content to the point where I am pretty sure I've put more effort into making all the development make continuous sense than any of the screenwriters put into the actual development.
And I think I've probably just drank too much of my own Kool aid but like, I am in a position now where I do think my interpretation of Thor's character development is THE most complete and accurate reading of his character development. Key to these points are: a) I think he is an ex-imperialist who is currently and actively trying to deprogram himself from the colonialists' mindset that Odin instilled within him b) he is trying to deprogram himself from Asgard's culture of extreme toxic masculinity wherein he was not taught to have any sort of emotional processing that did not involve physical violence c) Loki is/was/always will be the person he loves best
So like, as I try to show in my thorki canonverse fics (shameless plug for myself), I can make most of the bad decisions made about Thor's character in infinity war and endgame work if I recontextualize all of his canon actions with my own (well supported, well documented) headcanon'd baggage. Of course he goes on a death wish mission to get revenge on Thanos -- he has a literal deathwish bc he was already supposed to die with Loki. Of course he sinks into an unshakeable depression afterwards -- he has no identity now that he has no family bc he was never taught to live by himself or for himself. Of course he leaves new Asgard and abdicates his rule -- he hasn't wanted a hand in the dirty business of Empire ever since Odin's ambition got his mom and brother killed in thor2, and that hasn't changed. I try to make him go through all the canon-implied feelings and anxieties and doubts in front of the reader. My entire goal of this is that people read my shit, then look at canon and think "oohh that context DOES make it better!" I will be gratified if that is the case.
(The only thing I cannot fix is the bit in endgame where Thor walks past Loki's Tupperware cell and the narrative doesn't come to a screeching fucking halt as Thor has so many feelings that he has some sort of paralytic breakdown where he simultaneously wants to commit Time Crime (tm) so he can just stay here forever and also wishes he could just die here, next to loki, like he was always supposed to. Like, that needed to happen to really lynchpin all of my work together into one smooth, problem free reading, but I'm not allowed to have nice things so)
(oh also I didn't like Thor calling frigga "mom". Shouldn't it at least be "mum"? I think "mother" is best tbh, bc I don't really read them as having that sort of relationship, see "toxic masculinity", see also "homosocial socialisation")
(and ok I get that it was a nice moment for Thor to call the hammer back to his hand, and I get that it even still works with my headcanon that mjolnir finds Thor worthy still bc Thor is defending the imperial asset that is Midgard, but like God damnit. The uncritical and unquestioning use of that word "worthy" when he catches the hammer again. Like worthy of what you guys? Do you ever ask yourself that question bc I very much do. I kinda wish they didnt bring it up at all, or if they did, it didn't come back to Thor's hand and he is just like, wistfully, "that's all right, I suspected as much. I'm such a different man now, mjolnir doesn't recognize me. I don't think I'd be alive right now if I had been the same man I was")
Wow that got long, anyway, thanks for chatting with me! Again, always a pleasure to field asks!
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Spoilers for Loki Episode 3 ahead!
AFDJDKD EPISODE 3 WAS A HELL OF A RIDE AND MY BRAIN IS SCREAMING INCOHERENTLY NOW
THINGS I LOVED:
LOKI’S POWERS!!!!!!!!!!!
HE CAN TELEPORT - ITS CANON NOW TYVM
Loki the magician~
Loki with his daggers
DRUNK LOKI ❤️
Loki actually fighting and using his magic while he fights!!
Loki casually doing magicccccc (love the fireworks damn it)
Sylvia fighting like a badass
Loki using his powers to stop that building from falling - idek how the heck he did that, because it looked like he was turning back time since the building returned to its original position before it fell. And if he can turn back time then holy shitttt
JUST LOKI IN GENERAL
We’re finally on a planet that’s not earth
TVA ARE VARIANTS CONFIRMEDDDDD - really fucking loved this. I knew it was coming but I’m glad they confirmed it nonetheless (maybe Mobius can get his jet ski after all?)
Loki being soft and realizing that the people were being left to die
Loki remembering his motherrrr
Loki having potential flings and being confirmed as bi
Things I didn’t really like:
Once again, some of the humor felt like mockery of Loki
As an asgardian prince and having grown up in a warrior culture I don’t believe that his stamina is so bad or that he can’t fight properly. Then again this is MCU’s favorite person to nerf so -
Overall, I loved this episode a lot! I really really really hate that every other magic user (Wanda, Strange, Hela) all had their powers and OPness showcased right from their debut, but for Loki’s case we keep having to wait for scraps of evidence of him using his powers.
BUT I sincerely hope that is about to change because they’ve showed a bunch of powers apart from illusions - he can teleport (maybe short distances only), he can use magic as an energy blast, he can likely rewind time or have some form of telekinesis and given how much he’s been asking, I do believe he will be able to enchant people eventually. (In fact I do think he knows the basic because in Thor Ragnarok he showed Valkyrie her memories)
I hope that Loki’s powers will continue to be showcased because he deserves the recognition. Him being a side character is no longer a valid point because Wanda was a side character and she has insane powers now. Hela was a villain that appeared in 1 movie and they made her so powerful. So Loki deserves the powers he should have!
I’m abit sus at Sylvie, I don’t really trust her story, and I hope Loki is smart enough not to either, but at the same time, I really do like Lady Loki.
I did like that confirmation that the people working at the TVA were variants who forgot their past. I sincerely hope that Loki keeps his word and burns down the TVA and brings Mobius on a jet ski XD
Overall I think this episode was great, and I hope the remaining episodes are equally good as well. I would really love to see even more of Loki’s powers and I hope that they don’t disappoint in the next episode.
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Loki. Again.
Okay, so I’ll probably never be done with Loki Discourse. Sue me.
But I got to thinking again and just ... really? Loki is a fuckin’ saint.
I mean, think about it. He got side-eyed, laughed at, mocked, and treated with suspicion by *everyone*. Even the fuckin’ servants, and as I mentioned in a previous post, Royal Servants DO NOT laugh at their bosses TO THEIR BOSS’ FACES. That’s just begging, best case scenario, to get fired. Worst case, hello torture chamber/death. Unless, of course, you have a very, very, VERY chill royal, or the King, you know, blatantly plays favorites and ignores when people treat his disfavored son poorly.
And as we saw in the first THOR movie, a royal servant felt comfortable sniggering at Loki. In front of Loki. So yeah, that’s some next level shit.
Yet Loki’s ‘retaliation’ ? a startling, slightly malicious *prank*. For god’s sake. This guy has been getting shat on for as long as he can remember and the most he does is mean pranks? Fuckin’ saint.
Not to mention that, throughout the MCU, Loki fights tooth and nail and literally to the death/near death for the welfare of the people of Asgard. DESPITE them treating him like shit.
SAINT.
He could so easily have gone off the rails Hela style and killed everyone, or fucked off somewhere and let Asgard stew in its own juices, but no. They may be shitty people but they’re HIS people goddamn it and he’ll do the best he can by them, whether they like it or not, whether they thank him or not, whether or not they even realize he’s acted in their best interests.
And like him, love him, or hate him, Loki DID act in Asgard’s best interests. Odin, through active encouragement in some places and lack of action in others saw Thor turned into a ... yeah. Egotistical, war-hungry numb-nut. I’ve said this before but thor pre-wakeup would have been an unmitigated disaster as King for even a DAY. And Loki knew it.
Loki also knew, probably from bitter experience, that Odin would either ignore anything Loki had to say on the matter or deliberately misinterpret it. Which led to the whole ‘Jotuns in the Vault’ nonsense. Not one of Loki’s better ideas but what other choice had he? And that led to ... well, everything else.
And even then, even dealing with the mindfuck of the millennium, even dealing with that and the after-effects of mind control and torture, Loki did everything he could for a people who flat out hated him.
FUCKING SAINT.
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Talks Machina Highlights - Critical Role C2E91 (Jan. 21, 2020)
Good evening, everyone! Sorry about missing last week; @eponymous-rose was out of town and I had some other commitments. Regardless, here we are! Brian is looking handsome and cold, as are Sam & Travis on the couch. Everyone is wearing coats. Is the heat broken?
That said, tonight’s guests are Travis Willingham & Sam Riegel.
Brian starts us off asking Sam if he’s remaking the Wire in Beverly Hills. Sam basically embodies that hello fellow kids meme tonight in a hand-knitted beanie from his wife, a bomber jacket, a yellow tee, and skinny jeans. They quickly photoshop in smoke trailing out of his mouth. We’re just a few minutes in and this is off the rails already.
Announcements: The next issue (#5) of Vox Machina comics comes out Wednesday, Feb. 19! It’s also available online at Dark Horse Digital and Comixology. And that’s it! Huh.
Episode 91: Stone to Clay
Brian tells us this is the first time ever to have Sam & Travis alone on Talks. I’m stunned and so are they. Sam says, “between me, Brian, Dani, and Travis right now, there’s four tens on this show right now.”
We’re already into questions less than ten minutes into the show. Truly this is a remarkable night.
63 in game days and 21 episodes passed between Caduceus’s first mention of Stone (episode 71) and Fjord connecting the dots. Travis blames the internet connection and his really bad ADHD night, as that was the night he and Laura remoted in from the hotel.
Brian tells us that when Ashley used to skype in, she could only see Matt & couldn’t see or really hear anyone else.
Travis says there was a huge delay for him between mouths moving and the audio coming through, and then that audio was pretty distorted. Laura could handle it okay, but Travis just heard a jumble and couldn’t parse it.
Sam took a CBD bath the other day and found it exactly as relaxing as a normal bath. Sam & Travis commiserate about taking baths only to have their knees pop out of the water. Tall people problems smh
Caleb & Nott completed the spell in less than a week, including dealing with the Angel of Irons & brokering peace treaties. Travis though the laughter was going to be Helas.
Travis says he definitely didn’t hear the name the first time (he remembered dust but not stone from the lava pits). “Look! Yes! No, I was not listening before! Thursday nights are my times to enjoy my friends and food! Marisha is an amazing note-taker; why would I ever take my own? This is how I got through college!”
Sam says he keeps a mission checklist in his head and has for ages. He has a page in his notebook labeled “To Do” that includes things like visiting Kiri or Shakaste, in case they have downtime and need ideas.
Travis asks if he continues writing in his (apparently) very small handwriting, and Sam says he has to leave room for Laura to draw all her dicks. They all marvel that she is actually a very good artist.
Travis honestly still thinks the Stone name is a huge coincidence, especially since Taliesin didn’t have access to Fjord’s last name when he created Caduceus’s last name and backstory. Sam challenges Travis that even if that were true, doesn’t he think Matt will find a way to tie it together?
Travis says Fjord doesn’t want anything to do with the last name and it’s not even his real name. He’s not convinced this isn’t a coincidence.
Travis did a lot of research into orphanage naming conventions when coming up with Stone. He does have a backstory as to how the orphanage manager picked Stone as his name.
Travis thinks Matt would have emphasized the Stone name more sooner if it had been a true connection and not coincidence.
Brian: “He does like to take credit for coincidences, doesn’t he?”
Nott didn’t think there was a catch in the ritual; Sam was more surprised they were allowed to achieve the milestone at all. He was shocked it happened so soon in the story and that the spell is relatively easy to cast.
He didn’t know it would fail, but there was a moment when he wasn’t sure if he wanted to go through with it. Travis agrees everyone was shocked when it didn’t work.
Fjord’s current stance on faith and destiny hasn’t changed since the last time he discussed it. Faith is a slow thing for Fjord and he really does think the name is a coincidence.
Sam as a player is excited to see what comes next for Nott; “if she had been transformed into Veth at that moment, I would have been excited to see what comes next. The fact that it’s still Nott makes me excited too. I’m excited to see more of Nott since she’s the best character in the M9.” He also confesses he was a bit relieved, in part because it’s delayed the inevitable. At some point she must decide if she is going to stay or go with the M9.
Cosplay of the Week: @kajicosplays on instagram of a lovely lady Percy. Brian: “Isn’t it fun when Taliesin’s characters live?”
Deep down, Nott knows she will do the transformation at some point, but at that last moment where she had to make a decision she had to check in with herself to make sure she was ready. Sam Riegel as a D&D player also knows that you have to trust your DM and make choices.
Brian misreads the word “ribbing.” Sam teaches Travis what rimming is. We all learn a lot about each other.
Sam thinks Fjord can realize when the time comes to set jokes aside. He thinks Fjord was very respectful. Travis has honestly forgotten that the conversation took place.
Travis has Dani answer from Fjord’s perspective. It’s actually pretty insightful, talking about how Fjord recognized someone hesitant to give up these newfound powers that have become intrinsically tied to self-worth.
Fjord has always been loyal, and Travis sees his protectiveness of the M9 as a logical extension of this.
Right now, he has found some agency & self-direction and is hopeful to share that sense with everyone else (he especially mentions Yasha).
Sam & Travis start quoting from Half-Baked. This is chaos.
Nott does want to stay with the M9, but she also wants to go home for sure, both of those things. The kiss with Caleb wasn’t necessarily a goodbye; it felt like the closing of a chapter. It felt like something to mark the end of the experience.
Now they’re quoting Beverly Hills Cop. Oh, boy.
“You look like you wrote Pitch Perfect.” When did this turn into a roast?
Fjord has no memories earlier than the orphanage (The Driftwood Asylum). There were a couple dozen kids there aside from him; Travis thinks some of them might have been named Stone. It also operated as a small child-labor workshop for carpentry & woodshop stuff. “It was a terrible place all around.” He has no images of parents or being dropped off.
Sam thought the Nott transformation would be more endgame, though he feels it makes sense that it’s not. “While Nott transforming into Veth was my original goal, what’s great about these long games is that your goals can change two or three times before the end. Now I can explore all these other things: does she want to go back and be a housewife? How does she rectify her obligations to her husband and child to the life that she’s made with the M9? It’s so exciting and interesting.”
Brian asks a hypothetical: if she could transform back but lose all Nott’s memories, would she do it? Sam: “Oh, that’s tough. I don’t know.”
Fanart of the Week: a lovely piece by @pen_draws with everyone in the hot tub.
Travis is very trepidatious about returning to the open ocean after rejecting Uk’otoa. He wants to make sure the third temple is sealed. It feels like it would be too easy for someone not to come and try to collect the job he left half-finished. He also wants to go back to Darktow.
Sam doesn’t know if Nott is still in love with Yeza, although she definitely still loves him. He’s playing with the idea of a high school sweetheart being exposed to the world and then going back home. But Yeza’s amazing, a great guy, perfect. “I guess we’ll find out when/if she turns back into Veth.” Sam feels guilty talking about him. “He’s a fictional character and I feel guilty that he might be watching the show.”
Neither Nott nor Fjord trust Essek. Travis: “He just went from being cold and aloof to being really warm. I know there’s been time and he’s lived an isolated life, but...time will show if he’s being genuine. All of our haunches were up. All of us were on level five alert.” He’s being so helpful that Travis doesn’t trust Mercer with him.
Fjord never ever considered becoming a paladin of the Traveler. “No. Fuck no!” The Wildmother reached out and directly intervened to save him. Travis gets super creepy bad vibes from the Traveler’s relationship with Jester (Sam agrees).
Nott feels more pressure when her own problems become the focus. It’s hard for her to open up and talk about her feelings. She’d rather pick up on other people’s problems. Sam also acknowledges it’s more pressure on him (and anyone) as a player when the whole table is looking at you.
And that’s that! Is it Thursday yet?
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All of my Avengers headcanons!
- Steve- bisexual
- Bucky- gay
- Tony- bisexual
- Stephen Strange- gay
- Natasha- aroace (occasionally lesbian, depends on which one I’m feeling at the time)
- Cooks along with cap and teaches Wanda with him since she’s interested, Avengers would probably just get takeout every day if they didn’t tbh
- Wanda- pansexual
- Loves scratch and sniff stickers. She cam to America and didn’t find out about them for a year, and then one day she ran into the living room with a sticker sheet screaming “PIETRO HOLY SHIT”
- Her and Vision are now both obsessed, along with magnets. At some point everyone just sticks magnets on Bucky and Vision sometimes and they like it.
- Vision- non binary (he/they)
- Clint- bisexual, non binary (they/them, doesn’t have dysphoria and is AMAB), ADHD
- Since I don’t injure my nose a lot, I live vicariously through Clint and every other week they have a nose bandaid.
- After like, two days, they’ll show up and have several new bandaids in like seven new places Clint wtf we just fixed you
- Half of them are for decoration, they loved colorful stickers and then Wanda’s discovery just fueled his need for colorful bandaids
- Pietro- aroallo (homosexual) or homoromantic homosexual, depending on what I feel like again
- I simply reject his death. He is alive. Periodt
- Not to show emotions, but he’d literally die for Wanda
- In the first month of being in the Tower, he just stuck by her side and was ready to kill the toaster because they’d never seen half the stuff there in their life
- Rhodes- trans (he’s gone through his whole transition by now, doesn’t like to bring it up much. I did it because I can idk)
- Loki- genderfluid bisexual (they/she/he)
- They knot and untie their sweater strings when they are nervous or bored. When they aren’t wearing a sweater they braid their hair strands.
- I also live vicariously through Loki, and they have several ear piercings.
- Thor- lesbian (jk pan, but doesn’t care for a label)
- Bruce- biromantic demisexual, autistic + OCD (haven’t completely worked out this headcanon, but I love it lmao)
- Has a blue point Siamese kitten named Einstein Thor got him once
- On the corner of his desk is a really shitty card Thor made for him. It’s like his favorite thing in the world besides the Odinsons and his cat.
- Einstein’s fur is really soft and smells really good so he constantly (I can’t make this not sound weird but idk) rubs his face in his fur cuz it’s so nice
- Likes to listen to music to focus or calm down, like Cavetown or Walk the Moon or Green Day (specifically Basket Case)
- Valkyrie/Brunnhilde- Bi
- Chews on the collars of her shirts. This wasn’t a habit that developed until her first gf died :(
- This is why she tries to wear jackets and things that aren’t fabric
- Her teeth hurts if she bites too hard on things after years of this, because they chew so much
- It only happens when she’s zoned out now, though
- Yes this is me projecting onto characters leave me alone 😔
- Hela- lesbian
- Her hair is never kempt. She probably hasn’t brushed it in years. Her hairstylist almost got punched last time she tried to straighten it out, now she just trims the bottom to her best ability and doesn’t bother.
- Accidnetally killed Valkyrie’s girlfriend in a car crash years ago. Doesn’t like to talk about that or emotions, but it fucked her up. She cried a lot after it and only Thor and Loki know. She’s much rather have Val hate her than talk about it though
- More of a satanist than anything else, she kinda just vibes
- Ultron- non binary (duh)(any pronouns, masc)
- Nebula- lesbian (sapphic hehe)
- Tried to stab Mantis once because she thought she was messing with her emotions, when really she’s just gay
- Still hasn’t smiled yet. She will one day though.
- Mantis-pan, autistic (ahaha we love irony and Mantis in this house) she/they
- Really, really dense. Despite being an empath, can’t understand tone or emotions of others or herself very well.
- It is her only goal in life to make Nebula smile. As she gets better at interaction, she hopes to get better at making her smile.
- Doesn’t actually like to read Nebula’s emotions though, because Nebula feels fiercely. She looks so empty but she is so much more emotional than anyone she’s ever read.
- Starlord/Quill- Bi, ADHD
- Gamora- trans :))))
- Peter Parker- trans, ADHD, isn’t sure or medicated yet tho so F in the chat
- Venom- non binary (they/them)
- Eddie Brock- obviously gay, shapeshifting alien bf hello
- Carol- lesbian
- Maria- lesbian
- Sam- he’s straight in most of my stuff but if I feel like shipping him with a hoe (cough Steve or Buck) he gay now idk
Ships:
OTPS
Steve + Bucky
Tony + Stephen
Thor + Bruce
Mantis + Nebula
LOVE
Wanda + Natasha
Wanda + Vision
Pietro + Clint
Carol + Maria
Bucky + Sam
Sam + Steve
Sam + Bucky + Steve
Carol + Val
Wade + Peter
Peter + MJ
Peter + Ned
Bruce + Tony
Rhodey + Tony
NOTP
anything inc*st and/or p*dophilia. Pretty basic, but... seriously pls dni
Inc*st includes half/step/adopted siblings :)
OKAY
basically everything else I don’t rly care what you ship lol
WON’T MAKE CONTENT FOR:
anything shipping Steve with a girl, or shipping Nat with a guy. They rub me the wrong way but I don’t mind if you guys mind your own business, you’re still very good people I bet :)
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there’s illegal smallpox out there ???
Smallpox eradication, bioweapons engineering, and the risks most of the world doesn’t think about on a daily basis but which keep me up at night, god help me and my already too-small sleep schedule:
I’m so sorry to be the bearer of bad news, but yes, unfortunately, there is.
So the quick background: smallpox is TERRIBLE. Most species on Earth have at least one pox virus that infects them, and sometimes they’re cross-species. Mousepox affects mice, monkeypox affects monkeys, etc. Cowpox can make humans sick, but not badly. That’s how we got the first smallpox vaccine! But smallpox has been killing millions and billions of people since like, at least 1000 years before Jesus was a bun in the oven or whatever. It’s been around so long that one particular culture even has a smallpox god because it was so influential. Smallpox is miserable, scarring, and often deadly. And it’s highly, HIGHLY contagious. It spent centuries evolving within human beings to become the ultimate human virus basically. LOUSY.
So anyway, fast forward some number of years, and a few people decide, what the hell, we’re gonna get rid of smallpox. We’re going to do this. So over several years, the WHO gathers this team and tackles every single outbreak of smallpox they find, they hunt down smallpox in villages, the second someone shows symptoms they use education and ring vaccination methods, etc., and in 1977, MIRACULOUSLY, against all odds, with an UNBELIEVABLE amount of sheer stubborn determination and round-the-clock work and SUPER devoted people and international cooperation across hundreds of borders, the very last natural case of smallpox finally ends. Only one person gets sick after that, a woman in (I think) the U.K., who dies, who got it from a lab.
In 1980, the WHO announces that smallpox has, after PAINSTAKING confirmation and hunting to make sure, indeed been FULLY ERADICATED from nature and no longer affects the human population. HUZZAH!!! That’s UNBELIEVABLE. It is GONE FROM THE WORLD. Hardly anyone thought it was even REMOTELY possible, and a small band of these crazy scientists and doctors and humanitarian workers actually did it. HUGE win, right??
Right. But it’s not quite so simple.
Problem number one is that there were a LOT of vials of smallpox particles in the world at that point. An order was put out to destroy all of them or send them in to the two designated places that could handle smallpox. The two sites chosen were both capable of highly secure Level 4 biocontainment of the smallpox virus, and the first was the CDC in the USA, and the second was VECTOR in what was then the USSR. And yet that didn’t solve the problem.
Because the thing is that after a LONG TIME of people getting sick with smallpox, and doctors and scientists researching it, there are a lot of samples of smallpox floating around labs around the world. And anyone who’s studied or worked in science labs for a while can confirm that those big fridges and freezers of samples tend to go a long, long time without being fully cleaned out sometimes. Especially storage ones, tucked in odd corners and rooms and stuff. When someone moves labs, or dies, or retires, they often disseminate stuff among other labs and people. So you’ll be going through old Dr. Whatshisface’s freezer, and oh look, a monkey brain!!! Those are expensive! That should go to one of the neuroscience researchers. And some HeLa cells, those are useful for nearly everyone, put out a memo and let one or two people claim those. And, uh, what the fuck—oh shit—smallpox? Is this really—uh. Hey. Someone get the phone number for the CDC and ask if they’ll come get this in spacesuits. How did that even GET HERE????
This has happened. It’ll probably continue to happen. There was the preserved smallpox-covered arm of a deceased 4 year old child found in the storage of a lab and sent in. An FDA lab found SIX sealed glass vials of smallpox in one of their labs in 2014! This happens. Even with the best intentions, unless you search every nook and cranny of every building and bunker in the world, there’s gonna be some missed. If you don’t know it’s there—and WHY would you suspect that in your, like, university storage freezers there might be SMALLPOX—you don’t know to destroy it or send it in. It could be years before someone realizes what a sample is, and if it wasn’t labeled properly, or if labeling was switched, or any number of other terrible things, someone could end up literally exposed to smallpox while they’re trying to figure out what the sample even IS. Whoopsie! And that’s assuming everyone is 100% HONEST about having destroyed all the samples they had, and not kept any for safekeeping or to sell to the highest black market bidder.
Problem number two is that no matter how many peace treaties and ethics agreements and human rights declarations the world agrees to, there are always groups and people out there who don’t care and are willing to do anything necessary to get a leg up over their enemies, especially with things like nuclear, chemical, and biological warfare. Not all of them will manage to GET the substances they want to work with, but some do. And sometimes they get HANDED the substance. Like Russia did. Biopreparat, their Soviet-Union-era EXTREMELY classified biowarfare program, was both MASSIVE and an unyielding machine. The rest of the world had no idea it even existed until the very late 90s, at which point someone in the program defected and spilled secrets to UK secret intelligence, who shared it with the US.
And it was bad. Not only did Biopreparat and the military form plans for weaponizing anthrax, Marburg, Ebola, smallpox, and more, they had been bioengineering them to be even WORSE.
They took the plague (yes, THAT plague. THE plague.), and made it stronger and stronger until it was resistant to every known antibiotic in Western medicine. They took the extremely hot and deadly India-1 strain of smallpox (which they had since 1959, but didn’t really start “improving” until 1987) and kept working with it further and further until it was even worse than before. They designed special warhead systems for the weaponized deployment of all kinds of these bacteria and viruses, and kept tons (the measurement, not hyperbole) in storage at the ready.
We have no evidence that they actually destroyed any of these stocks OR their methods of creating them OR their instructions on how to do so when they finally “outlawed” the whole shebang. Most experts agree that the strains are definitely around still. And in addition, intelligence agencies believe up to 4 other nations probably have strains of viable smallpox “illegally”, including North Korea, and there’s really...nothing we can do about that.
So. Yeah. There’s definitely a MINIMUM of Russia’s illegal bioengineered smallpox strains out there still. And a group of scientists recently completely recreated an extinct (I’m using that term loosely here, since viruses aren’t alive, remember) strain of horsepox from its recorded genetic code—which, guess what, we recorded from smallpox for posterity and historic purposes. They managed to do it while staying under $100,000. Their point was, is the retention vs. destruction even relevant at this point, when someone can do that? And with the ways even small labs can bioengineer, in one experiment, say, mousepox, to be 100% fatal and overcome all mouse resistance and vaccines just by tweaking one gene thing (yes, that happened, and yes, they had a poster up about it at an international convention about viruses and stuff that ALL KINDS OF COUNTRIES were at. The few scientists there who read it AND understood the implications at that time (years back) nearly lost their minds.).
This isn’t meant to scare anyone, because like, realistically? You’re a million times more likely to die from a bad influenza strain or like tripping and hitting your head or having a car crash than you are to ever encounter anthrax or the plague or Ebola or smallpox. But the threat IS real, and there is hidden smallpox in pockets around the world in secret, and it’s lousy.
There’s a great, if slightly outdated, book on this called The Devil in the Freezer that talks about both anthrax and the whole smallpox saga! I super duper recommend it. It’s a really engaging, sort of novel-style read while being totally nonfiction and accessible to every reader even if they have no science background!
#smallpox#katie explains things#anonymous#katie answers asks#im sorry i couldnt link the science articles or book im on mobile oof
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Can you do the history of Thor in the mcu and when the character began to go to shit
Well he went to shit when The Dark World came out. Not because the movie was lackluster (which it is), but because the reception of it i think influenced the direction of the future of Thor.
When Thor Ragnarok was revealed it had a much different look and tone than what we got.
It looked gritty and dark which is appropriate for the premise of Asgard and everyone in it dying.
But then Taika was appointed as director and all hell broke loose. The thing is Taika has gone on record saying he never cared about Thor comics and only really liked the artwork. And you know the best people to make comic book movies are people who don’t like comics /s
So anyways the movie comes out and its visually beautiful, fun, and a wacky adventure except the character of Thor, Loki, Bruce, Hela and Valkyrie are all grossly characterized to the point of almost feeling like different characters. (in Valkyries case she is a different character, but that doesn’t stop people comparing the two and saying movie Val is better even though they probably don’t even know comic Val)
I think Hela and Val are ones that got the worst treatment in the film. Hela is one Hela scary villain and a formidable foe while in the film she’s strong yes, but shes constantly making quips and feels like a joke.
Valkyrie like i said is too different to be considered the same character in the comics, but she’s inferior in almost every way. Shes a slaver who has killed and enslaved Odin knows how many people she’s a raging alcoholic and is just pardon my french a bitch. And the worst part she doesn't get any kind of redemption really. She’s reminded that she used to be a good guy and then becomes a good guy.
After Ragnarok Infinity War came out and actually did Thor really well, but then Endgame happened. Look Endgame has tons of problems, but its treatment of Thor is probably the worst. He gets reduced to a fat slob and made the butt of the joke in every scene he’s in. Its disappointing because he had the potential to have a great arc in the film and in some way he does its just that the film and characters doesn’t take his arc or character seriously and it just frustrating.
And next will be Thor Love and Thunder and i expect it to be the same as Thor Ragnarok, but now there adding JaneThor into the mix. Which let me tell ya. Jane Foster has become one of the most overrated, boring, uninteresting and broken character in recent years. The only reason she gets any focus at all is because Jason Aaron has a boner for her and think shes the best character ever.
Her entire arc of being Thor is broken on a fundamental level. It was unearned and had this felt fake female empowerment feel to it since every other female character got sidelined or killed off to prop up Jane. Why she was worthy of Thor was never properly explained other than the vague “she’s so brave and heroic”. Her having breast cancer was just a cheap way for the reader to feel sympathy for her. Why she had to be Thor and not have a different name made no sense because Thor is his fucking name not a title. And don’t get me started on her not wanting to use magic to cure her cancer for no reason at all.
So yeah i have zero faith of JaneThor being done well in the film. I can expect for people to blindly praise the movie and act like anyone who dislike Jane is a misogynist which happens every single time of of these fucking movies comes out.
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The Coffee Shop and Students
Square Filled: Coffee Shop AU
Pairing: Loki / Sigyn,
Tags: coffee shop AU, Modern AU, Music Student Loki, Art Student Sigyn, Odin's A+ Parenting, Bisexual Loki, Bisexual Sigyn, Customers being terrible, Casual misogyny
Summary: Since Odin cut him off Loki (a music student) needed a job while attending Uni, this is how he becomes an exhausted Barista and how he meets Sigyn a sunny art student.
Word Count: 7630
Written/Created for @lokibingo
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Loki had never understood Odin, Odin had been boasting to all his friends and associates that Loki had got into the best university. Loki was going to be standing amongst the elites of their country, it would open so many opportunities for him, especially amongst the government. It delighted Odin to no end.
“I’m studying music,” had been the words that made Odin give up on that one instance of pride and instead he went back to praising Thor who was heading off to get himself killed in the military, just like Odin wanted. As if that had gone so well for the PTSD riddled Hela who now worked in a wolf sanctuary up north somewhere.
Sometimes Loki thought Hela had the right idea. Give up and go to live in the wilds with a pack of wolves and a bunch of people who just understood you instead of trying to please everyone.
Still, Loki attended university, he had won this chance and was not about to give up on his dreams. But Odin made an ultimatum, while he would pay for Loki’s education no matter what (no child of his would be in debt) he was not supporting Loki any further if he continued to study music instead of politics.
Loki took the money for his courses and didn’t look back, until he blew through his savings at the age of nineteen and found himself in need of a job. How hard could it being a Batista be?
He was now twenty-one and understood just how fucking difficult it was. The job in of itself was easy, once he memorized the prices, the way to make the teas, coffees and hot sandwiches he was set. What was difficult was the dammed customers. Some he liked, some he dreaded, some he hated and some he forgot because they were either unremarkable or never ever returned.
His previous coffee shop had been two hours away from his dorms, this new one was twenty minutes on foot and ten on a bike. He preferred the manager, a stout cheerful red haired man who was understanding and didn’t make rude remarks about anyone who deviated from the norm. His previous manager had been a nightmare to work with, he was never happy.
The routine was fairly similar, the manager let the students do their work so long as it didn’t interfere with their jobs and the running of this place. For students like Loki there was not much practical work he could be doing, unlike Steve and his constant drawing, but that didn’t mean he couldn’t make a dent in his research.
(Steve Rogers also happened to be one of his roommates which is how he found this job in the first place, the other two being Anthony Stark – slumming it with other students much to the delight of Odin who wanted Loki to be the billionaire’s best friend – and Natasha Romanov, she spoke Russian when angry or exhausted and somehow knew everyone. Loki was fairly certain she was either in a dance, theatre or art course.)
One bitterly cold autumnal day she arrived, the woman with the golden-red curly hair and tan freckled skin. He’d never seen freckles on lips before, he thought it just lipstick until he realized the exhausted woman wasn’t wearing any make up. Understandable given it was currently six in the morning on a Friday.
She was exhausted but lovely, it was as though someone had given both autumn and summer physical form and blessed her with a cute smile and odd taste in jumpers.
Steve looked up from his sketchbook, “Siggy, you’re back?”
“No I’m haunting you, whooooo,” she said waving her hands about, Loki stared, her mittens (that turned into gloves when folded back) were snake mouths. It was like having a pair of Kermit the frog heads for hands but yellow with red eyes.
“You promised to haunt Nat first,” Steve said pushing himself away from the counter half amused.
“Nobody living or dead has the balls for that,” ‘Siggy’ half shouted watching the blonde vanish into the back office. Loki heard Steve laugh, he had to agree with the pair of them, there was nobody could handle that. At least being dead was an advantage.
Steve returned slapping a pair of keys into the woman’s hand, “Now you have to buy something,” he said pointing to the menu, “Two items please.”
“It’s blackmail then?” the woman laughed, “Give me my usual.”
“No, that will kill you this early in the morning, try green tea instead, it’s good for you,”
“Such a mother hen, I know what I’m about and I want an eight shot espresso,”
“One large Coffee pitch black and a sandwich,” Steve countered.
“Deal,” the woman sighed dramatically folding back her mittens and digging out change from her jeans pocket. She got her order and left, her umbrella was also yellow, a bright yellow stood out in the grey gloom of the rainy morning.
“Who was that?” Loki asked Steve.
“Oh that, that’s Sigyn,” Steve answered sounding bored as though she was not the most beautiful woman he had ever laid his eyes on. Steve was boring, Steve needed better eyes or glasses or everything, how could he not see what an attractive delightful woman Sigyn was? “We’re looking at houses together, so she’s borrowing my car.”
Loki’s mind skidded to a halt, what? They were only twenty-one, Steve didn’t come from money, he got into this very exclusive university through his exceptional talents, grants and only one loan. Which meant Sigyn-
“-Oh,” Steve looked up from his sketchbook, “You should join us,” it was half six in the morning nobody could blame Loki’s brain for conjuring images of sharing a bed with Steve and Sigyn, both were gorgeous.
Sense came back to him, Steve was dating Bucky, so why was Steve looking at houses with Sigyn?
“So we don’t have to spend the next couple of years in uni dorms, Sigyn is going for her masters and doctorate like me,” Steve answered Loki’s unasked question, he was rather good at that, Loki blinked, “It’s cheaper than the university dorms, so you’ll be saving money.”
“Who else have you asked?” Loki asked interested in the idea, anything to save money would help and the university dorms weren’t the best place to keep on living. They had rats inspecting the property.
“Natasha, Sam, Bucky and Tony, Tony asked Rhodey and I’m asking you, that should make up the numbers,” Steve said.
“Eight people?” Loki frowned.
“Bucky and I will be sharing a room, I think Rhodey’s happy to share with Tony and if they need to Sigyn will share with Natasha,” Steve said.
Loki considered it carefully, while more expensive Loki had his roommates had signed up for short term leases, by the semester in case they ever wanted to move out for any reasons. They had quickly learned by the first year that the dorms were not ideal but living on their own was impossible, this seemed an ideal solution.
“Well we have until the end of the first semester, let me know a week before I have other people interested,” Steve said and Loki nodded, thinking it over and not just because of the potential of getting to know Sigyn more.
A customer walked in, she carried a snotty toddler on her hip, a second kid walked alongside her and an exhausted teenager followed her decked out in every single awful thing Loki used to wear as an aspiring goth with delusions of what constituted good taste. It was nice to know some things never changed.
Loki played rock paper scissors with Steve, he won, until the snotty three-year-old was let loose and put his snotty hands all over the glass display unit. Steve smugly grinned at him as Loki went to retrieve the cleaning supplies, it didn’t help that the kid was now coughing and sneezing over everything.
“Ma’am please can you keep your child by your side,” Steve said, Steve was bright-eyed and bushy tailed even after years in retail, how? How was that possible, Loki’s charity towards customers had been chipped away within a month.
Of course the woman ignored him and let her kid do what they want, Loki couldn’t help it if the toddler tripped over his foot and crashed into its other sibling. He couldn’t help it if the mother carried the pair off embarrassed, but not as embarrassed as the teenager who paid for their order and carried it out for their mother.
“Don’t think I didn’t see that,” Steve said.
“I don’t know what you mean,” Loki grinned pleased with himself.
*****
Loki decided he hated customers when one cold evening one customer loudly decided to shout at Loki for having his long hair pulled into a ponytail and did he dare wear nail polish how dare he!
Steve of course stood up for Loki, because that was who Steve was, he wasn’t like his family who would happily laugh alongside the customer about how stupid Loki looked. Steve pointed out that this was a free country and that Loki tied his hair back for hygiene reasons, anyone with long hair had to do that regardless of gender.
Because Steve believed in things like freedom of speech, expression and so didn’t give a shit about your gender or sex. The woman shamed by Steve and his righteous speech took her coffee and slunk out of the coffee shop her tail between her legs.
“My hero,” Loki drawled causing Steve’s cheeks to pink, “So confident, I can feel the righteous surging!” Steve shook his head, “Hey want a rousing discussion about truth? Honour, patriotism, god bless-”
“I get it, you love me, lets move on,” Steve sighed completely resigned to Loki’s way of thanking him.
“Aww,” Both Steve and Loki turned to see Sigyn standing there, “Personally I’ve been on the end of Steve’s speeches, great as they are they tend to amp you up, you could lead an army with Steve’s speeches.”
“Take your heart attack juice and leave,” Steve said already filling a cup with eight espressos.
“That’s no way to speak to a customer!” Loki faked shock.
“Yes, how dare you!” Sigyn grinned, this is why Steve didn’t want Sigyn and Loki meeting, it would either be amazing or terrible, “I have rights as a customer!”
“I would demand compensation, a cheese and bacon toastie for instance,” Loki smirked at Sigyn.
“I – I wait what… excuse… what, Steeeeeeve, you did-”
“-No you, Sig are not allowed any more cheese at night,” Mother Hen Steve warned her, “Cheese gives you weird nightmares remember.”
“But it tastes so good! And that’s where the best ideas come from,” Sigyn said.
“It’s her right as a free patriot to eat cheese whenever she wants,” Loki said, yep Steve regretted them meeting. He decided it was worse than introducing Tony to Bruce and Jane Foster, the science trio were mad bastards doing crazy shit.
“Yes,” Sigyn nodded, “It is my democratic right to eat cheese and have weird nightmares. Now gimmie.”
“Even the nightmare about the tap dancing pig?” Steve asked, how he did that with a straight face baffled Loki, but he did.
“There were sooo many nipples,” Sigyn whispered haunted by some weird idea that did not seem that horrific until Loki noticed her frightened expression. “I change my mind,” She relented as Steve slid her order to her, “What time does your shift end?”
“Ten thirty why?” Steve asked checking the clock, an hour to go.
“I need your friend, the crazy bloke that talks to things?” that could only be one person.
“Tony,” Steve said
“Yeah, him, I need him to look at my laptop, it’s being a right old bastard, I think he might me on his last legs,” Sigyn sighed dramatically.
“Well you can wait here and walk back with us if you want,” Steve offered, Sigyn nodded and smiled thanking Steve as she claimed a peaceful corner all to herself.
The majority of the shift was spent dealing with people who were just starting out on their night out. Their manager closed up the shop after everything was done and kicked them out was he was sure everything was done for a second time.
The walk back to their dorms was a short walk filled with brief conversation and many yawns.
As soon as they were inside their dorm they were greeted by Tony and Natasha debating which was the best way to enjoy popcorn. Steve being the gentleman he was offered to take Sigyn’s black military coat, it hung alongside the other coats, her mittens stashed away in the pockets.
“Bacon popcorn is my go to,” Sigyn admitted pulling her bag to the side to take out her laptop.
“A woman after my heart,” Tony grinned at her.
“Good, fix my laptop genius,” Sigyn said handing it to him, “I got stuff I need protecting.”
“Like your porn stash?” Tony snickered.
“No, who keeps porn on their laptop in this day and age, get a pornhub account,” Sigyn said without any shame, Steve rolled his eyes while Tony laughed, “Fix him, he’s got my research and digital works, he’s not giving them up.”
“Greedy bastard,” Tony laughed with her.
Loki didn’t have much opportunity to spend time with Sigyn beyond handing her a bottle of water, she was too busy hovering over Tony and her laptop like a mamma duck waiting for her duckling to return. Of course the old as fuck (it didn’t take a genius to see how old her laptop was) laptop was on it’s last legs.
But Tony being Tony backed everything up on a portable SSD drive for Sigyn and told her not to worry about the cost of the thing, he recommended Laptops within her budget but said she couldn’t really expect to do much artwork beyond them, especially 3D stuff.
Sigyn thanked him and went along her way, Tony being Tony bought Sigyn a laptop. Steve said that she had beat him half to death trying to get him to send it back, Tony stuck an unreasonable amount of stickers on the laptop so no. He couldn't send it back.
Apparently Sigyn was pleased but annoyed that he had been so nice, whatever she got him in return made the young man giggle and blush. They never told anyone what it was.
*****
Sigyn returned to the coffee shop one warmer autumnal afternoon wearing a faded white band shirt with holes around the V-neck, jeans worn and weathered with time and patched with embroidery with paint stained army boots and bracelets around her wrists. Her curly hair was braided, half cornrows on her left side and half box braids on the right with beads and charms hanging from the braids.
Today Steve had the day off leaving Loki to suffer with Jane, well no that was a lie. He liked Jane, he didn’t like her dating his brother (who was four years older than her) and neither of them had the warmth and cheer that Steve had, that cheer and warmth kept them going. Instead, Jane and Loki wallowed in their misery as customers made their lives hell.
One in particular seemed to think slapping Jane’s arse was a good idea, he of course was equally horrified when he slapped Loki’s arse only to find out Loki was a dude.
“Usual?” Loki asked a little amused when she seemed surprised he would remember.
“Actually no, it’s pumpkin spice season,” Sigyn patted out a beat, “Give me a large pumpkin spice latte.”
“You can pay for it like anyone else,” Loki grinned, it took a few seconds to realize what Loki meant before she laughed a little ducking her head. Several beads clicked against one another.
It was thanks to the lack of customers at this hour (either Sigyn was a pro at avoiding customers – which if the case, she needed to teach him that skill – or she worked weird hours. Being an art student he couldn’t decide which was the right choice,) that he was able to continue talking to her.
Sigyn sipped her latte pleased with the taste, there was a reason it was so dammed popular and it wasn’t because it was famous – or infamous. She savoured the spices as studied Loki closely.
He wasn’t what she had expected when Steve first talked about him, she was expecting some posh guy who wore jumpers and talked on a diamond encrusted I-Phone. Loki was quite… normal, well terms of fashion, in terms of looks he was pleasing on the eye.
“So Steve tells me you’re a music student?” She asked thinking given his background he would be some sort of classical music star someday. She had no idea what went into music, she liked what she liked and that was that.
“I am,” was all Loki added much to her frustration, until he laughed and added, “I have always had the talent, since I first played the piano.”
“Ah, so you are a classical musician?” she asked, he looked more like he belonged in a Scandinavian heavy metal or folk band, she couldn’t get a good grasp on him.
“Not classical no,” He smirked, and she was left annoyed once again, the tease. She had to leave due to her classes starting soon, that and a new line of customers arrived, she bid Loki a fond goodbye and walked away.
Jane stared at Loki, “You like Sigyn huh?”
“What’s not to like about her?” Loki asked.
“She does have a nice arse,” Jane agreed, that wasn’t her only ‘nice’ feature but Loki didn’t say it out loud and instead set to work getting the next round of orders in.
*****
It was one of those weeks, Loki was battling with a mental block, papers were due, he had run out of shampoo and resorted to Natasha’s so now he had to deal with frizzy hair and worst of all the customers.
The company had decided in their eternal wisdom to release a complicated new creation to beat their competition, this bastard of a concoction was named the ‘Halloween Unicorn’ it was a nightmarish creation of a kid that had been fed too much sugar.
Yet apparently the customers all loved it, it was an over glorified pumpkin spice latte with extras that came with its own Halloween themed cup. But it was popular, so popular that they had sold out on day two after Instagram stars starting peddling it.
Now everyone needed a picture with one, most frustrating were the people who tossed their drinks after getting the pictures. Having to empty rubbish bins that were half filled with coffee was no pleasant task. Thankfully they had heavy-duty bags that did not leak (after years of experimentation) the downside, they were heavy.
God forbid they run out of the special cups or the unicorn horns and unicorn shaped biscuit and sprinkles that the dammed drinks came with. What was wrong with a basic pumpkin latte?
Sigyn was the next customer not that Loki noticed in his exhausted state, not until she smiled at him, customers did not usually smile at him.
“Pumpkin Latte please,” she requested and Loki almost wept with joy, no overly fancy orders, just a simple god fearing pumpkin spice latte. She dropped her usual tip in the tip jar and took her order with no fuss or additional stress.
She was seated by the window perched on her bar stool making use of the Wi-Fi as she typed away on her brand-new laptop. It was a garish yellow colour that somehow suited Sigyn completely. He took the next order, things were looking up, this woman asked for a completely normal black coffee.
Then the new wave of unicorn lattes started pouring in, rush hour meant all hands on deck. Steve and Jane were manning the coffee orders, their manager took care of the food and Loki was left to deal with the customers, he rang up the orders and passed them on. He barely noticed Sigyn leaving, he couldn’t call out to her which annoyed him.
It was five in the evening when things started to die down, the students had been dealt with and the customers were thinning.
“Back again?” Steve asked sounding amused by something.
There stood Sigyn, her curly hair pulled back and held by a piece of cloth, her left cheek smeared with a blackish paint. She wore blue painters overalls with yellow wellington boots.
“Only because I get a freebie,” she said presenting the stamp card.
“Pumpkin spice?” Steve didn’t need to ask, he was already making the drink.
“Yes, feed me,” Sigyn whispered.
“Have you spent your weekly budget already?” Steve asked.
“It’s Saturday be in awe that I lasted this long,” She said as Steve went to check with their manager that it was fine giving his friend free food.
Their manager being nice and Steve being the best worker he had meant that Sigyn got her food. “So how’s your project going?” Steve asked delivering the food to Sigyn’s stable by the window.
As Sigyn took her first bite of the bacon and egg grilled sandwich the moan she uttered did things to Loki, things that he should not be experiencing in a coffee shop, “Ah uh,” Sigyn wiped the bit of egg off her bottom lip, Loki struggled to tear his eyes away from her, “Well, I completed it.”
Steve looked up annoyed, “You… of course you did,” He sighed resigned to his fate it seemed.
He couldn’t listen in on the rest of the conversation because a customer came up to the counter, the woman had an expression that screamed she could either be a sane and nice customer or about to make their lives hell for the next ten minutes.
She chose hell.
“It’s not very professional to have your hair like that ,” she said to Loki, his hair was in a ponytail for sanitary, health and safety reasons, not for fashion purposes.
He was used to it, “May I take your order, please?” he asked she would need to do better than that to get through the thick skin retail and service work had endowed him with.
“You shouldn’t have your nails painted,” she said, he was wearing gloves again for sanitary and health reasons, they all did.
Loki simply met her stare which made her uncomfortable, “Ma’am may I take your order please, there are other customers waiting,” he pointed out to her politely.
The woman huffed and puffed, was she somehow expecting to magically summon the manager from his office? Loki waited, the customers were telling her to hurry up and that just would not do. She broke down completely, shouting at Loki.
It was oddly nostalgic. Like Yuletide with the family. Until her words struck a particularly raw nerve, the string of homophobic slurs she spewed left the few people that did not have their phones pulling out their phones to film what was happening.
That summoned the manager, who being ex-army took no shit. The woman left without her unicorn latte (thank fuck for small mercies) and a polite banning by the manager.
Loki tried not to let such things affect him, after all she was just a nameless woman, one of many that passed through this store. But that did not mean her words did not sting. Steve took over the counter allowing Loki to make the coffee’s in peace, the woman’s tirade made people overly generous with their tips, which was nice at least.
Sigyn was sat at her usual spot, when he looked up he caught her eye she offered him a smile before returning to her work. It was an hour later when they had no customers that Loki went to sit with her, to learn what she was working on.
She had pulled off the top half off her overalls, wrapping the sleeves around her waist to prevent the rest falling down as she worked on her essay. For an art student she was muscular and very freckled, there didn’t seem to be an inch free of freckles.
“I’ve got to write an essay on Edmund Dulac,” She said he had no idea who that was, so she turned her screen to him, he nodded still having no clue who he was. “Are you okay?” she asked him which for a few moments baffled him completely.
He realized she was talking about the incident with the woman, “Yes, it is something you have to get used to,” he said she looked annoyed on his behalf.
Fiddling with a leather bracelet Sigyn smiled at him, “It’s not the most ideal time but I can’t keep faffing about with this, do you uh, well not coffee how about uh drinks sometime, with me?” she asked him.
It took him a moment to get over how adorable she was when she was flustered, that blush warming her warm brown skin beautifully. “You are asking me out?”
“Y-yep,” She nodded, “I mean, if you want to?” she was fascinated to know what he looked like outside the coffee shop.
“Okay,” he nodded.
“Wait really?” She asked surprised why? She was gorgeous, she was the beauty that most people on social aspired to be. “Oh, alright, um, my phone number,” she said.
He slid his phone in her direction, so she could type it in, “Why are you so surprised?” Loki asked her really wanting to know.
“Oh you know, because your hot and I thought you might already be dating someone and well It’s uh been a while since I’ve dated anyone,” She admitted handing him his phone back.
He couldn’t remember the last time he had been in an actual relationship with anyone, he had taken to one-night stands, mostly to experiment with his sexuality and try to pin it down. Sigyn smiled at him, and he believed her at that moment, she really was attracted to him for some reason.
Wasn’t that interesting?
*****
It was near the end of autumn by the time Sigyn and Loki could find the time to just spend a day together, what with their conflicting schedules, work and deadlines. But in the meantime they texted, messaged, phoned one another even taking a few moments to talk and get to know each other in the coffee shop.
It wasn’t as though they were strangers when they finally met up then, but they didn’t really know each other that well either. It helped calm him down as he stood waiting for her in the meeting spot.
Perhaps it had not been the greatest idea to come dressed in his usual blacks, with dashes of green and gold here and here. Some older folks were certainly disapproving of the way he dressed making him double guess his choices.
There was a part of him that wondered if Bruce was right, and he should have toned down his wardrobe for first impressions outside the coffee shop. The longer he waited (he cursed himself for needing to be early) the further he spiralled into panic and misery until finally a soft “Hey!” made him look up from his phone.
Sigyn stood there smiling wearing a knee-length mustard yellow jumper dress, thick black tights and black thigh high boots. Her knitted green and yellow scarf was ridiculously long with her usual brown backpack hung over one shoulder. Her hair had been freed from any restraints and now it was determined to be noticed the golden-red curls and coils framing her face seemed almost dazzling.
“Hello,” he greeted standing up, this was a little strange. Did they need to be in a coffee shop to feel normal? She laughed softly to herself, “What’s so funny?” for a dreadful second he imagined her laughing at him or something he chose to wear.
“Sorry, I was just thinking it’s a little weird seeing you in people cloths,” she smiled at him.
“I wear people cloths when I’m working,” He said.
“Your uniform is not people cloths, it’s the opposite, devoid of personality, this , feels like you,” she said grinning at him. She always seemed to be smiling or grinning. “How does this even work?” she asked him running her finger along the diagonal line of the zip on his leather jacket.
“Well you take the zip,” he began showing her the zip beneath his own black and green scarf and grinning when she rolled her eyes amused.
“Smart arse,” She said slapping him playfully on the arm. He did his best not to flinch, she noticed and thankfully said nothing, years of putting up with Thor and his friends had left their mark on him. She still smiled, pretending for his sake, or comfort that she had not noticed, something he appreciated. “So what now?”
“Has it that long for you?” He teased her she blushed an overly pleasant shade of pink as she walked alongside him.
“If I say yes would you be put off?” she asked him, hoping that he would not, some people were odd about people not dating, like it was a part of the curriculum for students.
“Of course not, I am more surprised you actually showed up,” he confessed though with a teasing tone as to not appear genuine. He did not wish to come across as needy or desperate.
“I wanted to see what you looked like in leather and skin tight jeans,” she waggled her eyebrows at him, like two charming caterpillars they danced, she was weirdly good at manipulating her eyebrows he thought transfixed for enough time to make Sigyn laugh.
“And?” he asked, he should have toned it down! It was ridiculous to think someone as warm, soft and pleasant as Sigyn would like this. Stark’s offer of a shirt suddenly seemed appealing.
“I approve,” She grinned at him, his whole body sagged in relief, she must have felt it because somehow that sunny smile seemed to grow a lot brighter. “So… what do people do on dates these days?”
He didn’t know, again dating had not been something he’d been overly interested in up until meeting Sigyn. Sigyn grinned at him, she knew he didn’t know either!
“People usually go for coffee,” He said lamely.
“ You want to go for coffee?” She asked him sounding amused, “That’s like asking me to spend my free time in a garage.”
“You work I a garage?” Loki asked suddenly he remembered something Tony had said about having Sigyn look at his car, he assumed he meant in the ‘I want to ask someone out’ way and not the actual practical way.
“Yep,” she said leading him through the streets with an idea, “My dad was the type that made his kids learn all the skills they would need in later life. He didn’t want me being ripped off if I ever managed to buy a car.”
Funny all his father gave him was self-esteem issues and anxiety, this was not something you said on a date, Loki knew that at least instead he said “My father just tossed money at people to solve whatever little problems he had.”
“Ah, you see that’s no good, I don’t care how rich you are everyone should know basic home maintenance,” Sigyn said, which sounded like good sound practical advice, the sort of ‘advice’ that Odin would shout at his children when telling them to pull themselves up by the bootstraps.
Instead, he answered, “Well my mother did teach me how to maintain a healthy garden, I know how to keep a vegetable patch and herb garden,” he said thinking it silly.
Sigyn turned to him awed like he had just said the greatest thing anyone could think of, “Really!? I’m useless with plants, well aside from Frank and Hudson.”
“Frank and Hudson?”
“Frank’s this spider-plant that just refuses to die, seriously I forgot to water him, and he just keeps on living and Hudson’s this Jade plant, I got him when he was a wee sprout as a kid, the bastard won’t die,”
“You make it sound like they are making your life an inconvenience!” he laughed.
“They grow Loki, they grow!”
“That’s what a plant is supposed to do,”
“Yes, but do you know how big twenty-year-old jade plants can be and how many babies a spider plant produces, lots!” She flapped her hand about.
He couldn’t help but laugh at the mental image of Sigyn on her one woman crusade to defeat two rather average houseplants that refused to die. She puffed out her cheeks pretending to be annoyed as he laughed, in truth she was delighted to see him so relaxed. This was nice.
Sigyn had taken him to the natural history museum, some place he had yet to visit despite living in the city for two years already. It was fascinating and much better than visiting a coffee shop. Even if suddenly he was craving a cup of coffee, his work had cursed or conditioned him!
The date went well, he did think it odd that they had not kissed on the first date, was that normal? He wasn’t sure but there was plenty of hand holding and laughter. Natasha said that was a good sign when he mentioned the date to her later that evening.
“The issue you got right now,” Natasha said stretching with Loki, they both attended evening dance classes together, pole dancing to be exact. It was a great way to keep in shape, “Is whether she’s aware of your sexuality?”
He had neglected to mention that, usually wasn’t something he needed to mention, “It might have slipped my memory,” Loki admitted mirroring Natasha as they went into the next stretch.
“Hmm, well you should get on that,” he would have done had dance classes had not left him close to breaking. Natasha and Loki staggered home looking as though they had been through hell and back and nobody had allowed them to collect the t-shirts on the way out.
So it wasn’t until he saw Sigyn the next day with Steve in the coffee shop that he suddenly remembered. Mostly it was the girl very obviously checking out Sigyn that helped him remember what Natasha suggested.
He knew from watching others that it could be a make or break thing, apparently some people weren’t comfortable with their partners being bisexual go figure! He didn’t want to mess things up with Sigyn, things seemed to be going good, nice even.
“Isn’t this supposed to be Jane’s shift?” Steve asked him, not as a co-worker but a customer today. The man had bland coffee tastes, Sigyn got her usual pumpkin spice latte, she was determined to fill up before they were replaced with the peppermint drinks come winter.
“Yeah but I have extra classes this afternoon, she had extra classes this morning, so we switched places,” Loki rattled off.
“Oh okay,” Steve said grabbing his boring coffee and adding no sugar or milk, he was just that type that liked his drinks simple. Sigyn was halfway finished with her latte before Steve could even dare attempt drinking his scalding drink.
“Sigyn can I have a word?” he asked, there were no other customers waiting for a drink at the moment so now was a good time.
“Sure,” Sigyn nodded, Steve pretended to make himself scarce by reading a book at Sigyn’s usual spot by the window, clearly he was waiting for Sigyn. Right! They were classmates. He’d almost forgotten. “What’s up?” she asked looking a little worried.
“Ah uh, I should have mentioned before,” Loki said thinking it was a little weird to mention this here and now, he should have waited, damn it, but now he couldn’t just not say it could he? “I,” he hesitated, Sigyn nervously began downing her coffee like a mad woman, “I’m bi?”
“Oh… that’s all?” She breathed a heavy sigh of relief, a nervous giggle escaped her, “I uh, mean no offence or anything Loki but it was kinda obvious?”
“You can’t tell if someone is bisexual by the way they dress and act,” Loki pointed out, well Sigyn was amazing maybe she could?
“True,” She nodded radiating cheer and warmth as she pulled out her phone and showed him the screen, “But meddling billionaire’s have no filter when you ply them with whisky.”
It was a photo of Loki and Tony kissing… well no Loki’s hand was quite clearly down Tony’s pants. It had been a rather strange night of drinking and more drinking, apparently Loki decided that night he was Bi and being a scientist needing to test this theory out. Loki had of course been happy to have an attractive guy make out with him, apparently Tony had a thing for potential rock stars? It didn’t matter, Tony got his answer and Loki got a half remembered fuck, it was a good half remembered fuck.
“I am going to murder him,” Loki threatened, it was a lie of course and Sigyn laughed, clearly not offended at all and used to Tony’s antics.
“If it helps,” She said quite calmly, “It doesn’t bother me that you’re bi Loki, we have that in common.”
“Oh, ah, I see,” Loki smiled, “Well good?”
“Good,” Sigyn grinned, “Does this mean we’re still going to meet up this weekend?” she asked.
“Of course, I want to see how you react to plants,” he smirked.
“Why plants?” Sigyn asked caught off guard, but Loki refused to reveal his plot to show her around the plant exhibition. It wasn’t just about plants, there was also some arts and crafts sections and something about home-made wine. “I knew it, you’re on their side, plotting against me.”
“Ah yes, me and my legion of hydrangeas,” Loki smirked.
“That’ll be a good band name,” They both jumped, there was Natasha… in daylight hours looking as though she hadn’t slept a week. By her side Tony, who had not slept in a week, “Legion of hydrangeas.”
“Nah you want something more badass, Legion of Cacti,” Tony said waking up now he was within arms reach of coffee. Sigyn pulled her coffee cup away from him.
“Wouldn’t you be more badass with Legion of Wolfs bane?” Sigyn countered.
“Wolfs bane legion?” Steve countered.
“Just take your coffee and go, all of you," he said filling up the various cups. Natasha liked Mocha, Steve was happy with his still scalding coffee, Sigyn got her refill of Pumpkin Spice while Tony had what Steve called heart attack juice.
“You’re supposed to smile when-” Steve grabbed Tony by the shoulder and gently steered him out of the building.
“Thanks,” Natasha nodded, that was all he was going to get out of the exhausted… possible dance student. There was some speculation she might be a classics student.
Before Loki could say goodbye to Sigyn she brought him into a kiss, it was a soft quick thing, nothing but a fond goodbye but it managed to turn his legs to jelly and leave him with a dopey smile as she pulled away grinning. He was to busy mooning over Sigyn as she left, especially the way her hips swayed that he forgot to mention the traces of black lipstick.
The girl that had been checking Sigyn out glared at him, ‘ Yeah she’s mine! ’ she stuck out his tongue, she surprised him by returning the gesture.
Their second date went well until Sigyn lost a fight with a prickly pair cactus, Tony laughed and laughed, the fact that they had to buy said cactus because it now had her blood on it made Tony laugh even harder. He bought the cactus and crown and sash, crowning it the vanquisher of Sigyn.
“I told you,” Sigyn groused poking her bandaged forearm, “Wait till Fred and Hudson hear about this, it’ll make them bold!”
Loki kissed her, she smiled at him in a very silly way that made his insides squirm and wiggle in delight. Her feathery touches, her patience all made him light up, he was certain others were mocking him for becoming so sappy, but he didn’t care.
She responded to him with affection and kindness, something he had not really had in a relationship before. At least not on this sort of level. Sigyn was never ashamed about hugging him, or just gently brushing her fingers through his hair. Why did that one feel so good? He liked her braiding his hair or just running her nails along his scalp.
“Next you’ll be writing love songs and giving each other promise rings,” Tony fluttered his eyes at Loki the next morning. Ah so the mad bastard had finally got some sleep.
That… might be a little true, he had begun to write one (just one!) Song for Sigyn, he couldn’t help it, when inspiration struck he had got it down on paper. But he would not admit that Tony, not when he was operating at full brain capacity while Loki was struggling to remember what day of the week it was.
Instead, he sent Sigyn a text ‘ Stark is annoying me, send help! ’
Her response was instant ‘ Mention Justin Hammer ’ why? Who was that? She sent him a list of conversation starters that included that name.
“Did you notice the university newspaper this morning Natasha?” Loki said.
“We have a newspaper?” Tony asked.
“Apparently someone called Justin Hammer-” Tony hissed like a feral cat and zoomed off shouting something about cheap copy cats.
“Tell Sigyn that was mean,” Natasha said holding up her mug to be filled with heart attack juice.
Loki later learnt that Tony had been the originator but Sigyn had perfected this particular blend of coffee so strong it could fuel rockets. Loki stuck with natural coffee, coffee that did not make people stay awake for days on end.
Loki on pure instinct refilled her mug, then looked horrified when he realized what he had done! The corporations had conditioned him! Natasha smirked, “Serves you right,” she said sliding off the plastic barstool Bucky had fished out from a dumpster.
*****
Usually it wasn’t a good idea to move into somewhere with a girlfriend of a couple of months, but the rent was cheap and the house was decent enough. Much better than the university dorms anyway. They had plenty of space in spite of the fact eight people lived here, there was even a small garden.
It wasn’t a good idea to share a bedroom either, but nobody could blame Loki and if their relationship ended suddenly for some weird reason Sigyn could share or swap with someone else. But Loki didn’t like thinking about that.
He liked his relationship with Sigyn, she made him feel loved, special, like he could do anything he wanted and that was okay. She supported him, coming to the café’s and clubs he played at never anything short of happy grins and warm affection.
Whenever he felt those pangs of ‘I’ve fucked up and should have listened to Odin’ moments she was there holding his hand reminding him it was okay to follow his dreams. He could not understand why someone as loving and kind as Sigyn would want him, but he could not imagine his life without her now.
In turn, he supported her art shows, Sigyn it turned out was a talented painter, both with traditional and digital mediums. She was already building a regular client base and looking to publish some books, which featured her work, there was also talks of a graphic novel that she and Steve were working on together. Something about an Atalantian prince.
She liked to draw him, he didn’t mind, he was in fact flattered she found him that interesting. He was always happy to spend time with her regardless of what they were doing, especially when the Uni classes became more serious. It was nice to just share a comfortable space with someone, someone who warmed him and reminded him to carry on. That everything was okay.
Finally, Loki got to meet Fred and Hudson, Hudson was huge, Sigyn had grossly undersold just how big he was. He became the Christmas tree that year he was so big. But Fred, the spider plant who hung from the ceiling was almost as long as Loki was tall, clearly Sigyn had given up dealing with the babies and just let him grow thinking it would kill off the plant.
“Maybe you have a secret superpower-” Loki began to suggest as he placed them in the most ideal locations.
“-Plants are spiteful,” Sigyn hissed threatening the plant who did not respond.
“Maybe that’s what feeding, all that hate?” Loki suggested.
“Oooh that’s sneaky, so typical of-” Sigyn paused looking at Loki who was struggling not to laugh, he blinked not understanding why she had suddenly become so serious, “You have pretty eyes.”
He blushed always caught off guard by her compliments he couldn’t help it, she smiled taking hold of his hand and kissing him. His entire being fluttered as she slowly deepened the kiss forgetting for a moment that they were in the process of decorating the house when Bucky walked in complaining about the new coffee machine.
“Loki!” Bucky yelled, “You're the coffee expert-” Loki groaned pulling away from Sigyn who giggled, her whole body rocked against him.
“-I should have worked in the bakery,” He pinched his nose, though he could not regret his choice of work now, it had led him to meeting Sigyn.
“You know… I need help with ��our bed,” Sigyn offered him an escape, and he took it with a grin, our bed did sound rather lovely.
#Loki Bingo 2020#Loki/Sigyn#Logyn#Coffee Shop AU#loki x sigyn#Loki fic#Loki Fanfic#steve rogers#bucky barnes#jane foster#Tony Stark#Student!Loki#Student!Sigyn#Modern AU
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Be Your Own Hero - Steve Rogers x Reader (part 9)
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Summary: You’ve lost all your family and most friends in The Decimation. Refusing to believe their deaths are permanent, you dedicate years to find a way to reverse it. Upon finding something that might help, you search for the Avengers’ help. It’s Steve Rogers x Reader, but in reality it’s mostly Badass!Reader. Also, Non-American!Reader
Warnings: mild language.
Note: Y/Co = your country. Y/Ci = your city; Y/N/L = your native language.
Previously: All exhaustion from the day (God, it all been only a day) overwhelmed you as Steve took you to... a room. Your eyes couldn’t keep themselves open enough for you to see if it was yours or not. You felt yourself being laid down on a bed, but couldn’t bring yourself to let go of Steve just yet. He was so warm... “Y/N?”, he prompted. “You’re warm”, you said simply. “Warm...”, and darkness came again, but this time you welcomed it.
Part Nine
You woke up in the middle of the night with an urgent need to pee.
Your mentally cursed your bladder. There you were, in the dreamless sleep you had so desperately longed for, and now you knew you wouldn’t be able to fall back asleep unless you went to bathroom. Sighing, you tried to stand up, only to find yourself stuck by a pair of arms. Only then you realized your heard wasn’t rested on a pillow, but on someone.
That someone being Steve Rogers.
Your breath quickened. How did that happen? You barely remembered what happened after arriving back on your own timeline, only that Steve had been the one to take you. You couldn’t remember falling asleep at all, exhausted as you were.
Well, you were still too tired to think. Careful not to wake him up, you disentangled yourself from him and crawled out of bed. Fortunately, the room you were in was attached to its own bathroom. You didn’t want to wander around the place.
Relief washed over you as you finally managed to pee. Silently as you came, you left, crawled back to bed and rested your head on an actual pillow. As much as Steve made a great fake one, you wouldn’t dare to use him again, no matter how much you wanted to.
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When you woke up again, the sun had already risen, and Steve was no longer there. You instantly felt yourself colder, but before you could mentally scold yourself, Steve showed up from the bathroom, toothbrush in hand. “Good morning, Sleeping Beauty”, he greeted, and you were positive you were blushing.
“Is that movie even from your time?”, you teased instead of actually replying. It was crazy; you had gotten used to tease Captain America of all people.
Then again, you two spent a month training together for almost 24/7, and shared a bed now. Teasing shouldn’t be surprising.
“The Disney movie? No, it isn’t. But you do know Sleeping Beauty is an old fairy tale, right?”, he replied with a grin.
“Oh, I forgot”, you said sincerely. “My brain hasn’t completely woken up yet.”
“Mine either, to be honest”, he said, yawning. “Woke up twenty minutes before you, and almost couldn’t get out of bed. God, yesterday was exhausting.”
“Yeah.” You yawned back. “Pretty sure that day lasted more than 24 hours for us. Haven’t been this tired since I got out of my mom.”
He snorted and laughed at that. You giggled, unable to restrain yourself. His laugh sounded like music to your ears, as cliche as that sentence sounded.
“I don’t think even pre-serum me has ever felt this tired”, he replied. “But my super solder stomach woke me up begging for food. Want me to get something for you?”
You shook your head. “I just want a couple more hours of sleep. Can I stay here?” Now that your eyes were fully open, you could attest this wasn’t your room. (Or rather, Scarlet Witch’s.)
“Of course you can. See you later”, that said, he left the room, closing the door. A part of you wanted to melt at his kindness, but the rest of you just wanted to close your eyes and fall back asleep, and so you did.
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Intermission: Steve’s POV
When he got in the kitchen, only Bucky was there. He had faintly heard the others arriving back the Headquarters, but he didn’t muster the energy to leave his room to greet them. You had fallen asleep still in his arms, and he laid down to try to disentangle you from him so he could sleep on the floor. However, he had underestimated his exhaustion; he fell asleep as soon as he felt the mattress on his back.
Not that he was complaining. It had been the best sleep he had gotten in years, and he was pretty sure your presence had something to do with it - even though you were no longer in his arms when he woke up, he smiled like an idiot upon seeing your sleeping self, wondering what it would be like if he woke up every morning like this.
Calm the fuck down, Rogers, he thought to himself. He was being almost as worse than he was with Peggy after two years knowing each other. He had met you a month ago, for fuck’s sake.
“Is everyone still sleeping?”, he asked his best friend, who was eating a pair of toasts.
“If you mean everyone who stayed here, yes”, he replied. “All aliens went back home, including the Asgardians, which seem to have moved to... Norway, I think?” Steve nodded to indicate he guessed right. “Anyway, T’Challa, Okoye and Shuri went back to Wakanda through the wizard’s sling rings. Asked if I was going too, but I decided to at least wait for you.”
“I appreciate. I’ve missed you, buddy.” He side hugged his friend, who returned the gesture.
“Wish I could say the same”, he said. “But I didn’t even know three years had passed when I woke up. It felt like I had tripped and got knocked out for a couple minutes.”
Steve frowned, trying to remember how exactly did Bucky vanish. Then he snorted. “You fell face on the floor when you got dusted”, he said.
“Woke up facing the mud”, Bucky groaned. “Yeah, laugh all you want, you punk.”
“Jerk”, he replied immediately. “Anyway, what happened in Asgard after I left? You guys took a whole minute to come back. I heard.”
Bucky took another bite of toast before answering. “We managed to get rid of the rest of Thanos’ allies, either by killing them or just kicking them out of the planet for good. When everyone was about to leave, Loki and the green woman - Gamora, I think - asked to come to 2021 with us. Someone - not Tony - had the idea of bringing extra suits in case of failure, so we wouldn’t have a repeat of what happened to Y/N, and gave them to the two. But Thor told Loki that he had to stay and help his past self to defeat their sister Hela, who would come after Odin’s death to seek revenge and destruction. Loki then summoned Odin somehow, and they asked who wanted to help destroy Hela while Odin was still alive. I didn’t, so I came back, along with Sam, Rhodey, Tony and others.
“Some of the magically powerful ones stayed, and came back a few seconds later than us. Long story short, Hela was killed for good, in a cruel manner if you ask me - I’d rather spare you of the details the Asgardians so proudly told us -, Odin took the throne back, someone brought past Valkyrie to be trained for King, and Loki and Gamora came here. Thor is really happy, and Loki is worried by his brother’s looks, I think.”
“He had gone through some hard times, Buck”, Steve defended his teammate and friend. “It’s hard to describe when you weren’t here to see.”
Bucky nodded, and silence fell between the two. It was short-lived, though. “So, you got a girlfriend while I was away?”
He sighed. “Y/N is not my girlfriend, for starters, and I met her a month ago. You heard about it in the debrief before we went to rescue her.”
“Oh, that was a bad summary”, he complained. “I want the good quality content.”
Steve sighed, and told him all about the month spent with you, all while trying to keep his heart rate down and prepare his breakfast.
“You’ve got it bad, my man”, Bucky said in the end. “You should try to make a move, though. If you managed to fall for her in the span of a month, she might have at least a... what do they call now? Ah, a crush.”
“I might”, he replied after taking his first bite of food. “When we are all rested. I’m still not entirely sure if it’s a good idea, though. She is most likely going back to Y/Co to reunite with her family. That was the reason she came here, after all.”
A short silence. “You could follow her”, Bucky suggested quietly. “Personally, I think it’s about goddamn time Captain American retires, regardless of where you end up.”
There was no possible reply to that, so Steve kept his mouth shut and ate his breakfast.
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Back to reader’s POV
According to an old digital clock in Steve’s room, it was nearly noon when you woke up for good. Your stomach seemed to agree it was lunch time.
After trying to make yourself minimally presentable, you headed to the kitchen, hoping to find something there. A lot of people were gathered inside, seemingly trying to cook lunch with varying degrees of success.
“Hey, Y/N!”, Natasha greeted you, holding a frying pan. “Lunch will be ready soon, make yourself at home!”
Steve smiled and waved at you. Stark, Potts, Barton, Danvers, Scott and Rhodes greeted you normally, while others introduced themselves: Sam Wilson (aka the Falcon), Hope Van Dyne (aka the Wasp, though you didn’t know that), Maria Hill, Nick Fury (who was just sitting around, actually), Peter Parker (aka Spider-Man), Wanda Maximov (aka Scarlet Witch) and... Bucky Barnes?
“Uh, with all due respect, weren’t you dead?”, you said bluntly.
He frowned. “I thought my identity was public knowledge”, he replied innocently.
“It might be the case in Wakanda”, Steve said, “but the files Natasha leaked don’t have any mention on the Winter Soldier’s civilian name.”
“There were theories on the internet”, you added, “but no one gave them credit, to be honest. Even after finding out HYDRA had developed the serum, nobody believed they had run tests as early as in World War II.”
“It makes sense”, Barnes said after a while. “They did try to strip me of my identity. There was no reason for my name to be written down. Anyway, it’s nice to meet you, Y/N Y/L/N. My buddy here has told me all about you.”
There was a glint in his eyes you couldn’t read into. “I hope all good things”, you replied. “Where is the rest?”
“Bruce is at med bay”, Natasha answered. “Taking care of his burnt arm. We still don’t know if it’ll heal.”
“Thor and the Asgardians went back to Norway”, Danvers added. “And the Guardians of the Galaxy took their spaceship and went... somewhere. I might leave soon too, after I visit some friends.”
“Strange went back to work”, Stark said. “Guy never rests. And Morgan is with a nanny Pepper hired at last minute. Did Happy already go to get her?”
“He left fifteen minutes ago, sir”, the disembodied voice you knew as FRIDAY answered.
“Great. We have a lot to celebrate after lunch.”
“And a job”, Steve replied. “Someone has to get the Infinity Stones back to their timelines.”
“True”, Scott agreed. “Who’s going to do it, by the way?”
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That job fell into yours and Steve’s hands in the end. Or rather, it fell into Steve’s hands and you offered yourself to go along, not only because you wanted to travel across time and space once more, you wanted as much time as possible with him.
Working with the Avengers had been wonderful. Not only you successfully brought everyone back, you got to meet a lot of heroes from Earth and from space. There was a minor setback (okay, maybe the threat to your life wasn’t ‘minor’) but everything worked out in the end.
But you supposed it was time for goodbyes. You weren’t really suited for a hero’s life; you just wanted to go back to normal, with your family and friends by your side. However, you couldn’t say you wouldn’t miss the friends you had made.
Especially Steve. Your feelings for him only grew in the past weeks, and you were half sure you were in love. You were certain you weren’t meant to be, though. Steve was a man out of his time, and many of your talks showed that he still missed the past deeply. He carried a compass with Peggy Carter’s picture inside! If that wasn’t proof that he longed for the life he lost when he crashed the plane, you didn’t know what it was.
By nighttime, you two were suited up, carrying three Stones in each hand. The Mind Stone was back to the Scepter, the Time Stone was held inside a pendant, and the Power Stone was inside an orb, but no one managed to rebuild the Tesseract that held the Space Stone. Soul and Reality didn’t need anything else with them.
“Okay, let’s review one last time”, Stark said as he turned the time heist on. “Mind and Space Stones go back to New York in 2012. Time goes back to 2017 Strange, also in New York. Power is sent back to Morag, 2014. Soul and Reality to 2018. We all agree it’s too dangerous to send them back to Titan, right? So we take Soul back to Vormir and Reality to Knowhere.”
You and Steve nodded. Once again, you carried extra suits, timers and Pym Particles. Better to be safe than sorry.
“Okay, then. On 3... 2... 1...”
Stark Tower, 2012
The main hall was nearly empty. “Where is everybody?”, you asked Steve.
“Anywhere but here”, he replied. “Everyone got busy after the battle. HYDRA’s trying to retrieve the Scepter and the Tesseract, SHIELD agents are doing the same while evaluating Loki, and we are wrapping everything up.”
You nodded. The Scepter was in your hands. “Are we sure we should hand both of these back? From what you guys told me, these Stones will only bring more problems in the future.”
He turned to you with a thoughtful expression. “What do you suggest?”
You took the Mind Stone out of the Scepter. “Let’s switch Stones and throw Mind in the elevator shaft. It barely glows, so it will take quite a while for them to find it.”
You turned to him to get the Space Stone. He had a mischievous smile on his face. “I like the way you think, Y/N”, he said, handing you the Stone. You placed it on the Scepter. Then, as the elevator doors opened, you threw the other down. You and Steve were quietly laughing as you got in and waited to arrive at the floor the Avengers would be at.
When the doors opened, things were way more chaotic than you expected. Grinning, you simply threw the Scepter on the floor. “Let’s just suit up and go”, you suggested. He nodded, and you both left.
New York, 2017
This looks like a mansion”, Steve commented while standing in front of the Sanctum.
“The Sanctum in Y/Ci is much more modest”, you replied. “It was disguised as a tarot reading shop. Anyway, let’s get in. Strange must be waiting for us.” You knocked. Steve was the one holding the pendant with the Time Stone, ready to show it when needed.
It was Wong who opened the door. It was odd to see him and not be able to greet him like you would had you saw him in 2021. This Wong had never met you. “Oh, you came with the Eye of Agamotto”, he said. “Come in.”
Strange showed up soon after, coming from a random room. “Captain Rogers, Miss Y/L/N”, he greeted. “Thank you for returning the Stone to me.”
Steve handed him the pendant. “Before we go”, you said, “may I use the bathroom?”
“Of course”, Strange replied politely. “Captain, I have something for you in the meantime.”
After coming back from the bathroom, you tried to ask Steve what did Strange give you, but he simply waved it off. “I’ll tell you when we’re done.” You bid your farewells to Strange and Wong, and activated your suits.
Vormir, 2018
You could smell death all around the planet. “What kind of planet is this?”, you whispered quietly to yourself.
“Let’s just deliver the Soul Stone and get out of here”, Steve said, probably just as tense as you were.
“I was thinking”, you replied. “We could let the Reality Stone here too. Buried under the sand, like we plan to do with the Power Stone.”
He frowned. “Why?”
“It’ll make it harder for Thanos—or anyone else—to find it. People come here to find the Soul Stone. Nobody will think of looking for another.”
He nodded and opened his mouth to speak, but a voice stopped him. “Y/N, daughter of [your father’s first name]. Steve, son of Sarah.”
You both turned to see a floating red creature wearing a black robe. “Red Skull?!”, Steve exclaimed. “What the hell are you doing here? I thought the Tesseract had absorbed you.”
‘The Tesseract had what?’, you thought incredulously.
The red-faced man answered, “The Space Stone cast me out, banished me here, guiding others to a treasure I cannot possess. But it seems that you came to return it, instead.”
“Yes”, you replied, ignoring the fact that Steve apparently knew this guy. “We have no more use for it.”
“Alright, then”, ‘Red Skull’ said. “Follow me.”
And so they did. He led them to a cliff. “Normally, this is where you sacrifice one which you love to acquire the Stone. However, in your case, it is where you will return it.”
“I knew it!”, you mumbled. A sacrifice was needed to get the Soul Stone, and this was how Thanos had killed Gamora.
Without hesitating, you threw both Stones down the cliff. “What have you done?”, Red Skull asked, his voice tone unreadable. “The Reality Stone cannot be acquired through the sacrifice.”
“That’s the point, Sunburn”, you replied with a grin.
“Well, it was nice seeing you again, Schimdt”, Steve said with a tone that pointed it hadn’t been nice at all, “but we have more work t—“
He was interrupted by an orange glow. Something floated up to them and fell on the cliff’s edge. When the glow faded, you immediately recognized Gamora.
“A soul for a soul”, you heard Red Skull say as Gamora stood up. “It seems that the deal goes both ways.”
“Where am I?”, Gamora asked. “Who are you?”
“You’re on Vormir, and we are allies”, Steve replied. “We’ve met your friends. Guardians of the Galaxy, right?” She nodded. “We can take you to Earth. Rocket and Groot are there.”
She frowned. “What about the others?”
“On Titan”, he said. “They were fighting Thanos last we saw them, and it’s too dangerous for us two to be near him. They are supposed to go to Earth afterwards, though.”
It took a couple minutes, but Gamora eventually agreed.
Morag, 2014
You dropped Gamora on 2018 Earth and quickly proceeded to your last destination. Past Peter Quill was no longer there, but none of you were really bothered. You two knelt and buried the orb near the temple it originally was. “At least this is a timeline with no Thanos”, Steve commented quietly. “Let’s go”, he said as you finished burying the Stone.
“Wait, Steve”, you said as you stood up. “You don’t have to come with me.”
He frowned. “What?”
You sighed. This was hard, but you knew it was the right thing to do. “You have extra Pym Particles. We both do. Steve… I know you never really moved on from the past. You still long for the life that was taken from you when you fell on the Artic. You don’t feel like you belong in our present, do you? This is your chance to rewrite your story, Steve. Go to 1945 and dance with Peggy. Find Bucky while he still hasn’t turned to the Winter Soldier. Get rid of Zola and HYDRA before they take over. Make everything right. You’ve fought for so long, you deserve to rest.”
His eyes widened, but he said nothing. You took that as an agreement on his part. “Go be happy, Steve. You deserve it more than anyone I know.” You suited up and proceeded to turn your timer on. Before you could go back to your time, you had an idea. It was entirely impulsive, but it was your only chance. “May I do something? You can push me out at any time.”
He nodded slowly, seemingly still processing what you had told him previously. Gently, you placed your hands on both sides of his face, stood on your toes, closed your eyes and kissed him on the lips. It was brief, nothing more than a peck—you didn’t want to stay enough to find out if he’d kiss you back or not—but it was everything you ever wanted. You backed out fast, and activated your timer. “Thank you for everything”, you said.
Your last thought as you entered the Time Heist was that you never got to know what Strange had given him.
Avengers Headquarters, 2021
You opened your eyes to see Steve looking at you with a small smile. You frowned. “What?”
He let out a quiet laugh. “I think we need to talk a bit, huh?” You nodded, still shocked to see him there, looking exactly like he did when you saw him. “Let’s go to my room.”
You waved to Stark and followed Steve to his room. There, he sat on the bed and gestured for you to sit beside him. “I thought you were going to follow my suggestion”, you said quietly.
He smiled. “I kind of did. I did go to 1945, but not to Peggy’s home. I went to the Arctic, shortly after the plane crashed, and rescued my past self.
“After he came to his senses, I told him I was from the far future. I gave him a notebook Strange gave me when we were in 2017. He said the notebook had showed up at the Sanctum with my name in it. When I opened, waiting for you to come back from the bathroom, there were notes regarding Peggy, HYDRA, Bucky, the Starks, the Avengers and many other things. When you suggested I should go back, I understood what I truly had to do.
“I told past me to go fix my timeline, and live the life I hadn’t been able to. When he seemed to understand, I helped him find a way to go back to US.”
You bit your lip. His story was clear, but there was still something you didn’t understand. “But why didn’t you do it yourself? Why did you gave it to the other Steve?”
He reached your face and tucked a lock of hair behind your ear. “For someone so smart, you can be really oblivious sometimes.”
You blinked, heart rate increasing. It couldn’t be, could it? “What do you mean?”
He grinned wide, hand rested on the crook of your neck. “She wasn’t my Peggy, he wasn’t my Bucky. That timeline didn’t belong to me. You were right in a way. That Steve I saved will surely be happy now… but I wouldn’t.”
He turned in your direction. “Once upon a time, Peggy was the love of my life. But I’ve moved on from her. Yes, I missed her. Yes, I wish Bucky and I had gone back from the war and had peaceful lives. But I made a life for myself here, a good one. I have friends, a nice home… and I found someone new. Someone to love.”
You gulped. He kept on, “I was afraid she wouldn’t like me back. After all, I was the idiot who fell in love after only a month of knowing her. But then… she kissed me, can you believe it? Right after telling me to go chase another woman. She wanted me to let her go after kissing me, but I couldn’t. Not when I had a chance to be with her.”
You were sure you had stopped breathing. Steve had just said he fallen in love with you. You. It couldn’t be real.
“Me?”, you whispered, afraid to speak any louder and wake yourself up from that dream—because that had to be one. “You… love me?”
“Don’t look so surprised, Y/N”, he said softly. “A beautiful woman shows up at my home one day, offers me a chance to get my friends and half of the universe back to life after spending three years devoting herself to find said chance—years that could have been spent on chasing her own dreams—, gives emotional support not only to me but to other members of the team, treats me as a person instead of a hero, nearly sacrifices herself so Thanos wouldn’t go after us, is worthy of wielding Mjölnir and shows to put everyone above herself. Not to mention she’s funny as hell, has good taste in film and music and gives the best hugs of the century. How could I not fall in love?”
Your breath returned, but quicker than it should be. He was looking at you as if you were his whole world, and there was nothing else to look at.
You still couldn’t understand how and why someone as wonderful as Steve fell for an ordinary woman like you, but you’d be damned if you let him go. “You know, I’m really relieved to hear that, because I fell in love with the most amazing man I’ve ever met. I think you might know him. Steve Rogers. He’s pretty handsome for a centenary man, and his smile makes me want to melt on spot. Not to mention he’s always been kind to me and laughs at my bad jokes. Oh, and he’s a hero, did you hear? Captain America, paragon of virtue and a moral compass for an entire nation. You’d think the guy would have an ego twice his size, but he’s actually really humble, and lives up to his reputation. He makes me want to be a better person, every day, and look, he’s Catholic like me, meaning my dream of getting married at church is still within reach...”
Yes, you were rambling in an attempt to hide your nervousness. He didn’t seem bothered by it, though. When you stopped talking to take a breath, he asked, “May I kiss you? You didn’t gave me the opportunity to kiss you back in Morag, and I really, really want to show you how mad you were to think I’d leave you for Peggy.”
Unable to answer that with words, you nodded. His lips reached yours, and everything else faded away.
Epilogue
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Happy holidays, everyone! Now there is only an epilogue missing. It’s going to be cute, I promise!
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Outlaws pt.2
Summary: (requested) While wreaking havoc around the nation, it became a little lonely with just you and Loki, so you bring some friends along for the ride
Pairing: Loki x Black!Witch!Reader
WC: 4K
Warnings: small descriptions of a seance, mentions of dark magic, raising the dead, turning good people into bad people
A/N: So glad people liked Villian!Reader so much! It was requested a few times to make a part two so here it is! Please reblog and comment!! PLEASE READ A/N AT THE END!!!
“All I’m saying is that I think it will be more fun if there were more of us!” you try to plead your case as you and Loki enter your bunker.
“Sweetheart, more people will just result in us getting caught. We already have the UN on our asses. Let’s lay low for a bit and enjoy some time off,”
He pulls you close and bites his lip as he stares down at you.
You and Loki couldn’t be happier. You two had no one to stop you as you lived your villainous lives. The world was still mourning the Avengers, months after their tragic death, as you two caused catastrophe around the world. In North Korea, Loki created a black hole and had people sucked into it, experiencing their worst nightmares. In Russia, you created a monster tornado, taunting the place and crushing everything that stood in its way. In California you two lit the place up in flames, almost putting the whole entire state in ashes.
You two documented your crimes and just like always, watched the news of the aftermath as if it were your favorite movie. Now you wanted more people with you because it gets lonely with it just being you and Loki in this bunker, you wanted company.
“Lokiiiii,” you whined, “I can just summon someone, they’ll be under my control, there won’t be any risks!,” you try to reason with him but he was still skeptical.
“While I understand your love and drive to keep practicing your necromancy, I still say not yet. Come on, we’re the most talked about thing right now! They’re calling us Armageddon personified! Let us celebrate this moment,”
“Pleeeaaaaase,” you bat your lashes and pout, twisting your body back and forth as you waited for him to reply.
“Just one other person, Y/N. I’m not kidding,” he points his finger, finally giving in and you start jumping up and down in excitement.
“Yes! Yes Yes!,” you squeal as you run in a small circle and wave your hands.
“Okay okay okaaay!,” Loki stops you, “Now that I’ve granted you your wish, can we have our celebratory sex now?,”
You stand on your tip toes and kiss his chin, “Yes, my King,”
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You two lied in bed with a blanket over you as you two stared at the ceiling.
“Who do you think I should summon? Hela?,” you ask him
“Absolutely, most definitely not!,” he almost breaks his neck to look at you.
“What about that doctor we tortured not too long after the tower incident? What was his name? It was something weird... Like.. Dr. Peculiar, Dr. Dubious? Dr. Suspicious,”
“Dr. Strange, you twit,”
“Wow, rude,” you gasp, “Anyway, what about him?,”
“Uh no. As soon as he comes back, we’re goners,”
“Ugh, this is harder than I thooouuught,” you slap your hands on the mattress and sigh.
“Why not Skurge? he was like a lost puppy. Following anything you tell him to do,”
“He was also a fucking idiot,” you laugh
“Doug?,” Loki tries again
“Who the fuck is Doug?!,”
“Ooookay, maybe not then,”
You two think long and hard about who you could possibly bring back to life to be your third party and participate in the game that is ruining lives of those below you. It finally clicks in your head and you gasp, sitting up in bed.
“I’ve got it!,” you lift your finger as if a light bulb just went off
Loki stared at you and mumbled an “Uh oh,” while staring at you wide eyed, “This can’t be good,”
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“You worry too much, my love,” you pat his cheek as you light the last candle. You take your sacred dagger and cut your palm and add a drop of your crimson to the four poles around the circle of ash and sage.
“You’ve been holding off on telling me who you decided to summon. Of course I’m a little worried. It could be my father for crying out loud,”
“Your father was a lying, secretive, fake piece of shit. I wouldn’t choose him if my life depended on it,”
Loki’s shoulders seemed to have dropped in relief as you shut the door and turned the lights off.
You stood at the East pole of the circle and placed a piece of red metal on the drop of blood. You go to the South pole of the circle and place a pair of glasses over the red dot. On the West pole, you place a wire and once you get to the North pole of the circle, you place something of yours over the drop and it was a picture of you and the summoned. You went back to stand by Loki and began chanting the spell under your breath, chanting slowly and quietly until the flames on the candles started to get bigger and you raised your voice along with the flames.
A rush of air started to blow around the room and one of the candles tipped over, lighting the circle on fire as well as the belongings of who is being summoned.
“Rise!,” you raise your hands as you shout and the circle of flames makes a wall before immediately falling and you two are left there staring at the empty circle.
“N-no one is there,” Loki points to the circle.
“They won’t always appear in the circle, they’ll appear anywhere in the vicinity of the summoning,”
Your point was proven when you heard a crash of glass downstairs.
“What the hell are you doing?!,”- - “Meee? Look at what you did, dimwit,”
“Sweetheart, I don’t like the sound of that,”
You and Loki rush downstairs and follow the voices to the kitchen
“It’s been a bit of a while okay? When I died I expected to have stayed dead!,”
“Well yeah duh. But who the hell would raise us from the fucking dead?,”
You and Loki stand in the doorway of the kitchen at the two bickering people.
“Y/N, I said one person!,” he gawks and turns to you, “You had one job, just the one!,”
You didn’t hear him as the two people stopped bickering to look at you two.
“Oh no, not him, please God anyone else but him!,”
“Y/N?!,”
You smiled in confusion as why how two people are standing in front of you when you asked for just one. You did everything right, maybe your ancestors were having a two for one deal.
“Y/N, did you bring us back?,”
“I sure did,” you stand straight and nod proudly.
“Just when I thought I was finally put out of my misery,”
“Yeah, me too,” Loki rolls his eyes,
You slap his arm and softly scold before turning back to the two resurrected in front of you.
“Don’t be that way Brucey,” you pout and he just pinches the bridge of his nose.
“How and why are we here, Y/N. You literally killed us all,”
You frown and cross your arms, “Well you don’t sound so grateful Tony!,”
“Can we send them back? Please, for the love of everything that is evil and disturbing!,”
“Oh Loki stop acting like a baby!,” you stomp your feet and scowl at him,
“Sweetheart, they’re gonna kill us!,”
“Damn right we are,” Bruce nodded and started turning green. You smack him upside his head and he turned back to his normal shade, “H-how the hell did you do that?,”
“You’re under my control. I control you, you can’t hurt me. Therefore, you can not Hulk out without my say so,” you smile and you can hear Loki gasp in relief.
“Y/N, what the hell!,” Bruce throws his hands in the air.
Tony is just staring you with his typical “what the fuck” face but you’re just as chipper as ever. Smiling back at them, they had no idea what you had in store.
“Why. are. we. here?,” Tony spoke in staccato and you looked to Loki who was just leaning on the wall looking completely unimpressed with you.
“I got lonely. I wanted some company in causing catastrophe around the place,” you swirled your finger in the air in a circle, “Loki said I could raise someone, I was just expecting you but I got Bruce as well which makes it all the more fun!,” you clap your hands and they just face palm at you.
“How the hell did you manage to raise us both from the dead?,” Bruce asks running a hand over his face.
“Hmph, You don’t sound very appreciative,”
“Maybe because you fucking killed us,” Tony yelled at you and you saw the betrayal in his eyes. He was one of the few to actually believe in you and stand by your side to defend you when the others came at you. So you understood why he felt the way he did.
“I know I-,” you looked to Loki once again and he just put his hands up in surrender, “I made a bad judgement call... it should have just been Steve.. a-and Natasha, Clint... Bruce you were in the middle..,”
“It shouldn’t have been anyone! You did this to her!,” Tony pointed to Loki and he never looked so irritated but you stepped in his way to block him from Loki, who hadn’t moved a muscle.
“Tony...it wasn’t him I just... was never meant to be the good guy, y’know?,” you shrug and play with your wedding ring, “Maybe if I wasn’t forced into it, things wouldn’t be like this but.. they are now and I wouldn’t change it for the world. This is my story. Yours was to be the good guy, and every good guy needs a antagonist,”
“But there’s no story if you kill off all the protagonists,” Bruce rolls his eyes and scoffs.
You look over Tony’s shoulder and smile at Bruce, “That’s where you guys come in,”
“Oh it’s definitely the end times,” he sighs, “What do you mean?,”
“Well... you’re the good guys I’m the bad woman. You’re under my control which means you’ll follow all I do which is.. wreak havoc, but you still have your own judgement. There’s no good guy now because I killed them off and I got sick of it so I raise the question... aren’t you guys sick of being the good guys?,”
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“I’ve come to terms with you raising these two idiots but now you want to raise the whole brigade, all of which my brother is a part of, to play a game of cat and mouse?,” Loki raises his voice and turns red in the face.
“Don’t yell at meeee,” you whine as you walk around in the vacant conference room in the tower, “You lived to antagonize them, so what’s the problem?,”
“Uuuh, we murdered them, painfully at that!,” he states obviously.
“You truly underestimate me. My dear husband, that hurts,” you wipe a fake tear away and he just looks at you as if you’re insane. But he was too so he had no room to judge.
“My powers can not be subdued. If they catch us, we can easily escape. They cannot stop what they can not understand. I am simply too powerful for them,” you cock an eyebrow and he just shakes his head.
Tony and Bruce were standing in the corner watching as you set a personal item of each of the team around the circle. You’ve come to find out that you used Bruce’s glasses instead of Tony’s and that’s how you ended up raising them both, so you made sure to know whose items belong to who.
They took your offer to be your henchman, realizing the world viewed them as criminals anyway so why not? Might as well go ahead and fully play the part since people had been saying they were.
You cut your palm once again with your sacred dagger and repeated the same steps you took when you raised Tony and Bruce. This time Loki, reluctantly, helped you with this chant.
You made sure to do a pre-spell type thing to make sure they weren’t connected to you, that way they could fight you back.
Once the candles blew out, you were all left standing there in the dark, waiting for any sign that the team came back.
“What the HELL?,”
“Welp... there’s Sammy boy,”
Loki quickly teleported you all to the common room where everyone was and you watched them freak out as they realized they were alive once again.
“Who the hell did this?,” Bucky growls.
“Guilty as charged,” you stuck your hand in the air and they all turned to you scowling. They began running to you, but you simply stuck your hand up freezing them in place but they could still tell what was going on and talk. Just not move to attack you.
“Y/N, brother, what the hell is going on?!,” Thor questions.
“Mmm this is what someone once called... a game of cat and mouse,” your voice had dropped and sounded suspenseful and mysterious.
“What is that supposed to mean?,” Wanda asks, eyeing you, and Loki then to Tony and Bruce, “Why the hell are you two with her?,” her voice cracked and you scowled at the sound, it was such a pathetic noise.
“Being bad isn’t so bad after all,” Bruce shrugged
“What is going on?!,” Steve’s voice rumbles through the room.
“OH!,” you gasp, voice laced with fake surprise, “He speaks!,”
“Y/N, if you let us go and you stop doing this, we won’t turn you in. Just stop this,”
“No can do, Steve-O,” you tsk, “What the hell is the fun in that?,”
They all begin to talk at once and you can only hear bits and pieces here and there about how you’re such an evil bitch, how you’ll burn in and hell, how when they get their hands on you it will be nothing compared to what you’ve done, blah blah blah
“Are you done?,” you ask, “I brought you back so you can continue to do your jobs. Six months of being dead is enough time to sleep. Now it’s time for the real fun,” You grab Loki’s hand while Bruce and Tony step up close behind you two.
“Bruce.. Don’t do this,” Natasha whispers.
“Tony, you’re better than this,” Rhodey yells but they’re not hearing it. They’ve made up their mind and while in some cases people regret being bad, neither of them would take back their choice to stick with you.
“You’ll pay for this. All of this. We won’t stop until we’ve found you all,” Vision grunts in pain as you start to power him down from the inside just by looking at him.
“You’ve all gotta catch us first!,” you release them and they continue to run towards you but you snap your fingers and the four of you are back in your bunker.
“Now what?,” Loki exhales as he sits on the couch, the other two following suit.
“Now... now we wait. We leave red herrings here and there, letting them think they’re onto us then we turn the tables. We gotta drive em insane a bit,”
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“She was just here!,” a citizen cried out to Steve, like you said, you all had been leaving red herrings and they were dumb enough to follow them
“Which way?,” Steve asks, breathing heavily.
“I-I don’t know sh-she just disappeared, her and the man while long hair,” the lady cried in fear and distress. Steve did his best to calm her down before running away in a direction that he heard more screams from.
When he was far enough down the street, the woman called for him, “Captain America!,”
Steve turns around and furrows his brows, “Yes, ma’am?,”
“I- I think I just saw her again,” she screams frantically
“Where? Tell me, we have to catch her, she’s extremely dangerous!,”
The woman continues to cry but then she just stops and wipes her tears and begun laughing, this confused Steve. That woman was just yelling in fear since there was an explosion in the area which had everyone on edge.
“They should have taught you better,” the woman’s had gone low and menacing.
“Excuse me?,” Steve didn’t have time for these games, he had a city to save, a world to save.
“You’d think all the effort they put into training you all, you’d have been a lot fucking smarter,” she laughed.
Steve’s face dropped as the woman faded into you. You were standing before his eyes and you were literally just in his grasp. You crossed you arms laughing and shaking your head.
“Man, you guys are a bunch of idiots. To think I was lumped in with you guys,” you scoff and watch him stare back at you in awe.
“Things aren’t always as they seem to be, Golden Boy,” you wave your finger at him in shame and that’s when he remembered he was trying to stop you. He breaks out into a sprint and you blow a kiss before disappearing again, making him fall on his face when he jumps to grab you.
“She’s still on the run, guys,” he speaks into the com and curses under his breath, “She was right in my grasp and I was dumb enough to let her slip out of it,”
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“Good boooy,” You pet Hulk’s hair as you were on his back and he jumps around the the woods in Germany.
“Hulk not dog,” he grunts
“You’re right. I apologize my sweetness,” you kiss his head and he grunts in approval.
“You see that place over there with all the pretty lights?,” you point into the distance and show him the Brandenburg Gate. The sun was starting to set so the lights illuminating the landmark was easy to spot
He nods is head as you climb off him and sit in the trees,
“Smash,” you lean forward and tell him. He huffs and smiles before jumping out into the town and you smile when you hear the screams echoing as he ruins the place. You see Tony fly over blasting other buildings to ruins. You hear the roar of the quinjet and that’s when the show can really begin. You watch the Avengers leave the jet to try and stop Tony and Hulk but they can’t be stopped. Not with your spell anyway.
Loki appears beside you and smiles at the orange blaze that has come due to a result of the fight.
“You sure you wanna do this?,” Loki asks as he grabs your hand. You two had a plan set in motion and he was starting to get cold feet.
“If you’re not sure about this I can do it alone,”
“I just fear you’ve gone mad,”
“Loki, we’re both mad. Absolutely batshit crazy. There’s nothing more satisfying than letting your opponent think they have you. Remember, cat and mouse baby,” you kiss his cheek before he flashes you all right into the heart of the fight and you call for Hulk and Tony to stop. They appear behind you and you all put your hands up in surrender.
“Forgive me, Captain for I have been bad,” you add some pitch to your voice and Steve just rolls his eyes at you.
“Are you actually going to turn yourself in or disappear?,”
“I would wave a white flag but all I have are the three men behind me,” you laugh at your own joke and all you can hear is the small cries of the people around you.
“Y/N, you’ve gotten yourself in so much shit you’re not even dealing with us anymore,” Clint steps forward, ready to cuff you. You wave your fingers and Hulk turns back into Bruce. You all stand tall and strong, playing the roll of an easy surrender.
Thor shoots Loki down with a lightning bolt and he falls out onto the ground yelling out in pain. You look down at him before looking back to the team.
“What? No moves to save your dear husband?,” Wanda spat.
“Hmm,” you shrug, “We’ve done some bad things,” you smirk and Natasha comes and shoots you with a taser to make you fall out so they could make an easy arrest. You could tell your ancestors were laughing, they saw how stupid the team was. They didn’t think it was suspicious that you all easily turned yourselves over like this?
Once you all were in cuffs that subdued your powers (to their knowledge anyway) they put you on the quinjet and took you to a high security prison in the middle of the desert. You are all stripped to make sure you don’t have any other weapons on you then put into white jumpsuits and throw in different cells. But across the way, you can see Bruce and Tony, and they can see you and Loki.
“Sweetheart, what if we made the wrong move?,” Loki starts to panic once he realized he can’t use his powers. You snap your fingers and his cuffs turn off.
“I thought I told you to stop second guessing me,” you lean your head as you look through the slit in the wall back at him.
“We’ll be gone before sunrise. We’ll be back in the bunker and maybe you can fuck my brains out when we get back?,” you wink at him and a sinister smirk appears on his face.
“Maybe those two can join,” you jerk your head to the two men across the hall who were playing tic-tac-toe through the opening in the wall so they could communicate.
“Absolutely NOT!”
You laugh at his reaction and turn off the cuffs from Tony and Bruce. The guards are just as big of idiots as the team and wouldn’t even realize the connection to your cuffs was off.
“They’ll appear for routine check in a few. Once they leave they won’t be back for another fifteen minutes. That’s when we strike,”
Tony and Bruce nod their heads and stand at attention when the guard comes by to check your cells. You’re standing there smiling and the guard gets in your face, “What’s so fucking funny?,” his gum chewing was obnoxious.
“Oh nothing,” you innocently shrug, “Just being a good girl,”
“Good girl my ass,” he rolls his eyes and puts you against the wall to do a routine check. You’re not sure where they thought you all would get shit from, yeah you could summon it, but you wouldn’t keep it on you, you’re not stupid.
Once the guard checks Loki and you hear the slamming door of the room shut and lock closed you look at the boys and you shed you guys’ white jumpsuits with your powers and create new uniforms for you all. Tony’s suit was now a chrome black while Bruce hulked out and was a darker green than normal.
“The game isn’t over boys,”
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The team had sat relaxed in the common area, de-stressing after finally catching you and putting you away for good. They were alive and that’s about the only thing they could thank you for.
They were all sitting on the couch on eating snacks while watching a movie on cable when the movie was cut to the news.
“Just when we thought the world was safe, it has been brought to our attention that the biggest Outlaws the world has ever seen have just broken out of a high security prison for mutants. Only being locked up a few hours ago, the prison appeared up in flames with one message that was sent to the all stations across the world from the four-,”
“Can we ever catch a fucking break?!,” Sam shouts
“Is this fucking thing on?,” your voice cuts through the TV as the news station plays your message.
“Yes, sweetheart,” Loki whispers. You all were dysfunctional villains if they’ve ever seen them but you knew how to play a good game.
“Looks like your precious Avengers have let the world down yet again,” you pout in the video, “My ancestors don’t take kindly to being subdued... so it was quite dumb to think locking me away would actually work in your favor,”
Steve knew you were talking directly to him, he stood from the couch and got closer to the TV to watch.
“You’re like Tom Cat and I’m, Jerry Mouse. You just... can never seem to catch me,” you throw your head back in laughter and Steve punches the TV in anger, cracking it,
“You just gotta be quicker... and smarter. Remember Stevie,” your face still showing up on the screen, just distorted.
“Not everything is what it seems,”
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The Omen au (part 16)
N/A: Mike is having fun with friends. Rogue manages to enter in contact with him and Doom is arranged to someone to go after Mike as Prof X is testing Mike´s personality. Kitty is sorting things with her mom.
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The news of the Avengers hit the X-men hard, not out of love for this team, in fact, Scott is a great anti-fan of this group, but, rather how easy the group who faced aliens together is so now against each other. Bobby Drake and Spike are sharing the news with Michael who is also not taking the news well.
“So…they´re just gone?” Michael is not a fan of the Avengers, but, knows enough thanks to Tony Stark´s commercials and interviews about the team and how the public reacts to each Avengers and often left a poor taste on his mouth.
“Yeah, they´re gone. Scott is happy, but, Jean is concerned…if they can be dissolved so easily…can we be too?” Evan asked worried as the X-men are his second family and if he loses them…
“I´d not think it will happen…the Avengers tried to split the team, yes Scott told me about the recruitment program, and failed…whatever happened to them won´t happen to us” Bobby promised and Mike offers a small smile. They can´t know the future and speaking only for himself, and only in the safety of his mind, is possible to break any group…you just need to find the weak link.
“Change the subject! Hey, Mike, how are you dealing with all of this?” Spike asked giving full attention to the blue boy who is dreading this conversation. “if you´d not want to talk is fine…I get it” and Mike would like to say that no one could get it, but, then again…what he has to lose?
“Her mother thinks I´m the anti-christ if that´s not a bad first impression…” he jokes mildly. “If I think I´m the antichrist? I´d not know…not a religious person and my mother NEVER talk to me about my father….maybe they think I´m …but I think I´m just a mutant” and this a good answer for the boys. A good answer to soothe their concerns and doubts, but, Mike still has fears, but, he´s good in concealing. If, in the worst cases, he´s the anti-christ…what this will change for him? Nothing.
One month in the school and Michael Darkholme knows how to survive in here and how to blend in…and Michael quite likes here. He can move freely and can interact with more people. Marrow, one of Kitty´s friends show up and she´s funny(“so you´re blue bada badda?” “I´m not getting the reference”) and he has hobbies here.
Michael likes to cook and modesty apart, and Mike really does not like to brag all that much, he can make really good cupcakes. Kitty, sadly, still is getting the gist of how a cupcake should look like.
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Kitty is having problems with her newfound powers and understandably so, Wanda is not present to help her, but, even if she was Scarlet Witch is the one to advocate for self-learning, so in the end, Kitty has to solve the problem on her own.
Terry Pryde knocks on her door to see her only daughter levitating her own bed and chatting some words that Terry has no idea of its origins. Once Kitty noticed her own mother, exchange a few words in Latin words, the bed is on the floor.
“Mom?” she asked and Terry is more than happy to see her magic progress. Even if it means accept Kitty is no longer the little girl she once was.
“I´m fine, how was your magic training going?” Terry´s tone is amicable enough and Kitty gives a summarize of her magic tranining. It has a month since Scarlet Witch had shown up to teach witchcraft to Kitty and now with the news of the Avengers…and her supposed betray.
“Mom, you think she´s a traitor?” she asked looking at her hands for a moment and then to her own mother. “This is a mess. The Avengers blame Thor, Thor blames Scarlet Witch and Scarlet Witch is accepting the blame” and the teen looks desolated enough that Terry, not knowing much of magic, can only hug her and kiss the top of her head, as she tries to make sense of this situation.
“I can´t say much here, Kitten, your friend Wanda seems to have her own reasons. Are they good? Are they bad? Not sure, but, I do know that you” and she boop Kitty´s nose with her finger. “Shouldn´t worry about this and should worry more about yourself. Trying to fix everything in the world at once will give you a headache” and Kitty nods accepting those words or at least trying to.
“Mom…do you still think Michael is bad?” is a code to say if Terry still believes he´s the antichrist and tries at Kitty might but she can´t believe in this story of Satan being his father.
“I´d not know” a good lie and Kitty can see beneath it so easily that begs the question why Terry even lied in the first place. “I know you don´t believe me. I know you think I´m wrong and maybe I´m…but, after all, I saw and after all you did, we could agree that Satan existing and having a son is not impossible”
“Maybe” she conceded. “But it would kill you to see Michael as what he is, instead of what you feared him to be?”
“I think not” not a lie and not a truth either. Terry is still firm on her beliefs as is Kitty. Both Pryde women are equally stubborn right now and both think this is each other greatest flaw.
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Prof X is looking at some footage of Michael Darkholme. Speaking with friends (how quick he is to make more friends), studying, partying (this one image is the reason for the kids to be grounded as their secret party wasn´t a secret at that time) and of course, getting together with Kitty Pryde.
“Is time to test him” Prof X stated and Courtney Ross is in the room with him, her magic is mostly connected to her domains, after all, Courtney is just a servant of Zaorva, but, she has her little tricks.
“Test? I think the best case here is to kill while he´s sleeping, Charles” Courtney nows how unpleasant the image would be, but, this is the only solution. “Thor has been corrupted thanks to the little demon, I´m sure. The Avengers are no more and Doom is too silent…Xavier, kill the child. Kill him now”
“No!” Prof X stated. “Not if there´s something worth saving in him. Besides, Dr Strange is also silent, is also working…” and Courtney stops him.
“He´s trying to speak with Pheonix…we need a plan C if that monster turns out to be a bigger monster than we thought”
“And so far?”
“Pheonix is not returning the calls. Dr Strange is not pleased…and you should kill the child NOW”
“No, one test, I just need one test…if he fails…you, Dr Strange and even Doom can kill him, hell, I´ll gladly help, all I ask is one test” he pleads and he remembers flashes of his son, Legion, and how Xavier was more than ready to murder the boy and…how in the end, he did.
Courtney closes her eyes. “One test. One, and if he fails…we´ll kill him and not give a damn about your opinion”
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Clea provides the news for Dr Doom. The King of this country can ignore the rejection Clean offered to him and be professional, as much Doom is a villain even him has standers, and her news pleased Doom greatly.
“The Avengers are no more. The X-men are afraid. Thor is too tired of Earth to care and he´s taking care of his daughter along with Amora, who has no intention in interfering with our plan as long we stay away from her island” and Doom, for the moment, has no problem in fulfil this small request even if he would love to have such powerful kid on his side. “Hela is still fighting Thanos…uhm, fighting and fucking” and even Doom makes a gross face even behind the iron mask.
“Uhm, great, we can carry on…and Prof X´s test?”
“Is ready to crash and burn as soon you gave your word”
“Excellent, Clea, prepare yourself…because this little test will be bloody and will end the X-men in one strike”
“As you wish”
#the omen au#michale darkholme#kitty pryde#Doom is planning#Thor´s plot? I think is sort resolved#He and Amora are fine in the island raising the kid#Will Veela grow up to kick ass? YES#Hela and Thanos fucking and fighting
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Hi 'tis I the thunderiron whore.....😂 So for the au fic ask otp thunderiron with yellow color please.
Yellow= dragon/ shapeshifter AU
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“Does anyone know what Thor’s form is?” Tony asks.
Natasha shrugs, painting her nails in disinterest. Steve looks like a confused eagle, fitting considering his shifter form is an eagle. And he’s born on the fourth of July. And his favorite color combination happens to be red, white, and blue. He resents being so violently American considering he has a long list of problems with the country but everyone else thinks its funny. Especially considering his best friend is named after two US presidents. Guy was basically set up to be the most American American in the country.
Rhodey rolls his eyes though, “what’s it matter? He’s not topping dragon for cool forms, you’ve got pretty much everyone except the five other dragons in the world beat,” he points out.
Yeah, Tony was annoyed with that. He used to be the only one but then Wakanda showed up drunk to the party with four more dragons so screw them. Even if he thinks Shuri is the best and, for the first time maybe ever, he finally gets the opportunity to learn about engineering from someone else. Also, her dragon form is black and silver and its totally badass. His is red and gold, not yellow, gold. He and Shuri did a photoshoot once just because they look awesome standing next to each other. Thor has like fifty of the pictures taped to his wall because apparently he can’t be assed to buy frames. Which, that’s Thor for you.
“Yeah, but we’re all shifters and we know everyone’s form but his. We even know Loki’s,” he points out.
“That’s because Loki has tried to eat no less than five of us as a wolf,” Clint says.
“Well, whatever it is it can’t be worse than Clint being a gold fish,” Bucky says.
“Actually Scott being an ant is absolutely worse.” He didn’t even know that was possible, being an insect in another form. It is, obviously, but its exceedingly rare- almost dragon rare. Which really does make being an ant that much more insulting. Imagine having one of the most rare shifter forms in the world but you’re an ant. Tony would kill himself in shame. Probably by drowning in a cup because he wants to go out dramatically. Rhodey would probably fish him out though.
“Yeah, imagine being a dingo. People keep fucking screaming ‘a dingo ate my baby!’ at me,” Rhodey says, imitating the terrible Australian accent that often gets thrown his way.
“People keep trying to harvest my scales by either breaking into my house or straight up trying to harpoon me so,” Tony shrugs. “I don’t think you have it the worst.”
“Okay, but what if Thor has like. A super embarrassing form?” Natasha says, turning to Tony. “As his boyfriend you’re legally obligated to suck his dick and find out, immediately reporting to us that he’s a plankton or something.”
“I think he could be something more embarrassing than that,” Bucky says. “Like a jellyfish.”
Clint frowns, “jellyfish are cool.”
Bucky’s eyebrows draw together, “jellyfish have no brains,” he tells him.
“Oh, so that’s what your form is then,” Clint says, snickering.
“Clint, you’ve literally pet me outside the VA. You know I’m a chocolate lab,” Bucky says, confused.
Clint looks confused and a little horrified. “Wait, the one armed lab outside the VA is you?” he asks and Bucky rolls his eyes.
“How many one armed vets do you know that go to that specific VA that are also chocolate labs, Clint? Yeah the fucking dog is me. Explains the weird baby talk thing you do but I ignored it because you pet ears good,” he mumbles.
Rhodey smacks a palm to his forehead and sighs. “Can’t be worse than people trying to pet you,” Tony points out. “Only the Australians know the danger of the dingo.”
“Yeah, true, but also I don’t bite. I’m not a savage,” he says.
Yeah, he only bites if he gets real pissed off and of the five times he’s bitten someone there’s an eighty percent chance it was Justin Hammer. Fifth time goes to Obadiah and it hadn’t been pretty. He should be lucky it was Rhodey over Pepper because he’s seen her hunt as a cougar, she’s fucking terrifying and she wouldn’t have taken Obadiah down like Rhodey had, she would have straight up eviscerated him. She genuinely doesn’t like job hunting so she probably wouldn’t take too kindly to her boss and also best friend being murdered.
“This is why I like being a dragon,” Tony says, “no one walks up to a house sized lizard and thinks ‘hmm, looks like my friend’s gecko I’ll pet it.’ One of the few perks, aside from looking totally badass.” Downside? People try to kill him a lot because dragons scales are the most valuable material on this planet. Next up goes to vibranium. He doesn’t much care for being more valuable than vibranium.
Natasha rolls her eyes at them. “Suck Thor’s dick. Find out what he is. Tell everyone,” she tells him. “That’s your mission, go get it done.”
**
Tony curls up with Thor watching some backing show he doesn’t give a shit about but Thor’s into it. Tony doesn’t mind because he makes really good sweet tarts and Tony likes fruits more than most other things. Not surprising, considering his form.
“How come I’ve never seen your animal form? I’ve seen Loki’s but not yours,” he points out. Subtlety isn’t his thing and he doesn’t think sucking Thor’s dick will put him in a better mood, he’s almost never in a bad mood to begin with. Unless Loki has done something to fuck him up, or on the rare occasion Hela appears dressed like she killed her husband for his money and she’s ready to kill her family for theirs too. Which is surprisingly likely. Tony finds it weird that, technically, Thor is the black sheep of the family. His older sister? Dark hair, mental issues, ready to kill at a moment’s notice. Loki? Technically adopted, but has dark hair, mental issues, and is also ready to kill at a moment’s notice. Thor? Blonde, always chipper, and is the human embodiment of being a ray of sunshine.
“You’ve seen my form,” Thor mumbles, avoiding the subject in such an obvious way that even Tony can’t miss it.
“Thor. No I haven’t. And your brother tried to eat me twice, so you can’t be worse than that,” he says. His guess? Thor is a lab but he’s self conscious about it because labs are a popular dog form. Usually golden labs, chocolate labs and other color variations like Bucky’s are more unusual. But that’s his theory, that Thor has a common form that he’s embarrassed about and that’s why no one has seen him in his shifter body.
“It is,” Thor says, looking away in embarrassment.
“Dude. Clint’s a fucking goldfish. If he’s not standing in a dish of water when he changes he’ll die. There is no way you have it worse than that. And Steve’s form just goes to make him even more violently American. And people consistently try to kill me. We’ve all got weird shit going on, I’m sure your fine. Honestly the only ones who don’t have weird things going on are Natasha because lynx cats aren’t exactly interesting and Bucky, because labs are cute. Even Rhodey has it strange with people accusing him of eating babies.” He so resents being a dingo of all things and its worse because he looks exactly like a dog. A weird dog, but a dog. Children try to pet him sometimes and generally it results in a ‘do not for the love of god pet a dingo’ lessons just in case they bump into an actual dingo.
Thor sighs, “you have to promise not to laugh,” he says.
“If you’re like a chinchilla or something they’re cute,” Tony tells him. “And soft.”
“I’m not a chinchilla,” Thor mumbles, prodding Tony to get out of his lap so he does. Thor pulls himself off the couch and walks over to a clear spot in the living room.
There’s many things Tony would have expected, but none are what he finds. He doesn’t laugh as he leans over and calls Thor over, grinning as he happily trots over and lets Tony pick him up.
**
Natasha’s phone rings and she frowns as she looks at the video call from Tony but she answers it. “Say hello to Thor,” he says, pointing the phone at…
“Is that a chihuahua?” Clint asks.
Thor looks at Tony, then the phone, and back to Tony with a betrayed look on his face before he lets out a vicious growl and launches his tiny body at Tony’s phone. The call drops and they all stare at Natasha’s phone for a moment. “Well, he’s dead,” she says after a moment. “I call dibs on his sports cars.”
“Dibs on the baseball memorabilia,” Steve says.
“I want the mansion,” Clint says.
“Dibs on the suits,” Carol says and frowns when the guys give her a funny look. “What? We’re the same size and he wears Gucci. I’ve always wanted a Gucci suit and I think I’d look better in them than he does.”
“Beware the boob gap with the button downs though,” Natasha says and Carol groans.
“Ugh, the fucking boob gap! I’ll figure it out.”
“Excuse you,” Rhodey says. “I am his best friend so I get dibs on all his shit. I want the red Ferrari, I don’t give a shit about baseball so Steve can still have all that, fuck you Clint I get the mansion and the lab in the basement, Carol you can have his suits because everyone else is taller than him so no one will fit into his clothes anyway. And before the rest of you call dibs on anything it goes through me you damn vultures.”
**
When Tony shows up at the door he doesn’t look happy. “Since you legally obligated me to figure out what Thor’s form was you’re officially legally obligated to house me while I’m in the dog house post violent chihuahua attack,” Tony tells Natasha.
She shrugs and lets him in. Clint snorts, “well its not Thor’s dog house you’re in, you can’t fit inside,” he says, snickering at his own joke.
“Shit, I’ll be honest. I’m not even sure Sam could fit inside and he’s a bird so. Yeah, poor guy really got fucked over,” Rhodey says, shaking his head.
“Still not worse than Scott,” Tony says and everyone shakes their heads.
“Nah, being that big and intimidating as a person and that small and useless as a shifter? That’s the worst. You wouldn’t get it because you’re so tiny,” Carol says and Tony glares at her.
“Oh fuck off, we’re the same size!” he snaps.
Carol shrugs, “yeah, but spiritually I’m much taller.”
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