give up this poisons dream

Long Time: Part 1/?

Prompt: “It’s been a while.” With Loki


“All father! Loki has been spotted!” A guard ran into the feast currently being held for the royal family and their advisors and their family. Everyone stopped in complete shock at the news, well everyone but Odin and Thor.

“What!?!?” The pair stood up roaring the one word together. Odin seemed mad, Thor seemed worried, (y/n), (y/n) was relived. Loki was alive, her Loki. He was alive and well! (Y/n) fidgeted with the emerald ring on her hand as the guard stammered out his next sentence.

“Loki, we have finally spotted him my king!” The guard’s voice held less conviction and a murmur began to spread about the room.

“Father, let me go. I can bring my brother back!” Thor stood up, slamming his hand on the table. (Y/n) looked at him wide eyed. How could even think Loki would want to see him!

“No! Send me Odin, you know Loki will have the best response if I am present!” (Y/n) stood up looking at the All-father. Thor paused for only a moment, looking at me before turning back to his father.

“Father please-” Thor did his best to try and convince his father, but he had no silver tongue like Loki’s.

“Silence! Both of you come with me!” Odin stood walking out a back door. Thor scrambled over his chair to follow, while (y/n) seemed to glide. She waved her hand over her outfit enjoying the gasps she received as it changed from her gown to her battle armor, which was made of dark purples and silvers.

The group scurried quickly to where the gatekeeper was keeping as best of watch as he could. His eyes flickered between each of their faces, pausing at (y/n)’d, before settling on Odin’s.

“He was spotted on Midgard sir.” The gatekeeper stood tall and proud, his facial expressions never changing as he told his tale.

“Earth! That is my realm to protect, send me Father!” Thor was at his father’s ear in seconds, beating his hammer against his chest as if he were trying to prove something.

“Enough Thor, change into your battle armor. I want you both gone together in an hour. I will need your help with magic lady (y/n).” Odin silenced Thor with one quick hand movement before turning in his heels sharply. (Y/n) followed him, upset that Thor was coming, but she knew he would always get his way.

———–

“Thor, we need a plan” (Y/n) stood in front of the man, stopping him from just running after his brother at the very moment.

“I have a plan lady (y/n)!” Thor whined doing his best to side step you.

“No, you have a feeling. We let the midgardians get him and then we steal him from them” (Y/n) pushed her hands against the large man’s chest, shoving him slightly in order to make him see her way. Thor grumbled nodding. He wrapped his arm around (y/n) and flew them to a small rock out cropping in the woods.

“Now, we wait”

—————

“I thought you dead” (Y/n) hid behind the rock waiting. Thor had wanted to try and prove that he still had a connection with his brother, if only to himself.

“Did you mourn?” (Y/n)’s heart broke at the sound Loki’s voice. It had been years since she had gotten to touch him, and her hands were itching at the chance.

“We all did. Our father…” (Y/n) felt the tears brimming in her eyes. She had just come out of mourning, but even then she still wore her fiancé’s colors.

“Your father. He did tell you my true parentage, did he not?” Thunder rolled at this covering up the gasp that had escaped her mouth. She had refused to believe Odin when he shared Loki’s secret with her and Thor, but there was no denying it now.

“Who showed you this power? Who controls the would-be-king?” There fight raged on and (y/n) knew it would soon be over. She clung to the rock working up her courage to face Loki.

“I am a king!” Loki’s yell sent shivers done (y/n)’s spine as she transformed her outfit into her regal gown that was meant for the night after Thor’s coronation.

“You give up this poisonous dream! You come home.” (Y/n) paused closing her eyes and praying. This was all she wanted, she wanted it home.

“I don’t have it. You need the cube to bring me back, but I sent it off I know not where” Her heart broke in a thousand pieces. They needed the cube, she need him.

“You listen well brother, I…” (Y/n) crouched seeing the man flying and watching Thor going. It was her time now.

“I’m listening” Loki was facing out, his face a smirk as he made the last comment. He quickly whipped around however when he heard the crunch of (y/n)‘a foot on the ground. Loki was ready for another fight, but he wasn’t expecting the angel in front of him.

“Loki” (Y/n) did her best to hold her composure, standing tall, and not taking another step towards the man she loved.

“(Y/n)” Loki’s voice turned soft and smooth in seconds as he wrapped his arms around (y/n)‘a waist, pulling her to him.

“No Loki, don’t do this to me. Don’t charm me like the snake they think you are” (y/n) looked up and away, now that he was so close she just wanted to touch him, all of him. She craved his lips on her neck and no sooner had she thought it was he there. He kissed his way slowly, starting at her collar and moving up, slowly. Biting, nipping, sucking, his way up to her jaw and hovering just above her lips.

“It’s been a while (y/n)” Loki captured (y/n)’s eyes with his, wrapping his long fingers around her chin, forcing her to look at him.

“Yes it has and it will be even longer unless you tell us where the cube is” (Y/n) untangled herself from Loki’s arms, turning away. She clasped her shaking hands together, feeling his kisses burn on her neck.

“What, so you can bring me home! I have no home!” Loki stood yelling at his beloved. This was not how he had wanted their reunion to go. He had planned on ruling the earth first, then coming to claim his love.

“Am I not enough then? Is the ring I’ve kept on my finger not enough anymore!” (Y/n) turned around in rage, her elaborate gown changing back into her battle armor as she shoved her hand at Loki’s chest.

“You, you kept it?” Loki reached out to caress (y/n)’s hand as he stared at the ring. He had been sure she would have discarded it the minute she heard of his treason.

“It has yet to leave my hand” (Y/n)’s voice softened as she watched Loki. Something was horribly wrong with him. He was worn, worse than she had ever seen, but his eyes. His eyes were a vibrant blue.

“Loki your eyes” (Y/n) gasped, pulling her hand back as she stared up at them. This was not her Loki, this could not be her Loki.

“What about them?” Loki wrapped his arms back around (y/n), pulling her back to him. He needed to distract him, and quick.

“They aren’t your normal color!” Loki chuckled, smirking down at (y/n). He had missed her so much, but now wasn’t the right time to fully indulge in that idea.

“I can change every part of me yet you are worried when my eyes change” Loki’s lips went back to (y/n)’s neck, kissing down.

“You never changed your eyes” (Y/n) mumbled feeling her body given over to Loki’s silver tongue.

“You worry too much darling, now please. It’s been far to long” Loki stopped, pulling (y/n) impossibly closer as his lips hovered inches away from hers.

“That it has” (Y/n) whispered, closing the gap between them. Their lips met in a furry of promises long forgotten and those of yet to come. Loki began to push (y/n) back, pinning her against the rock. She moaned and Loki took the opportunity to slip his tongue. God how sh had missed his silver tongue.

“Uhm, if your done fraternizing with the enemy we would like to take him into custody” Loki whipped around, seeing the man in a uniform of Stars and Stripes. He growled ready to fight, but one look from (y/n) told him that if he fought, he’d be on his own. (Y/n) pushed Loki at the man, hating the betrayal in his eyes.

“We need the cube Loki. You know this” (Y/n) mumbled as a slightly beaten up Thor stood behind her.

“I see” Loki spit hating the sight of his brother behind (y/n). He hated the thoughts that roared in his head. He hated himself.

A/N: I feel like this needs a part two so hit me up if you agree, just not sure if I want to do one yet

basically in my dream there was this fashionable rocket grunt with dragalge and it was pretty epic.

in that dream basically every single team went against team plasma so i am justifying that with rockets attempting to out-fashion flare. or something.

i’ll draw aqua hunting for submarines and plasma with swords/knives some other day. :V

Add your own language
  • English: I love you
  • German: Ich liebe dich.
  • Portuguese: Eu amo-te
  • Brazilian: Eu te amo
  • Keymash: alskdfjcashbcnlasdjfan
  • Harry Potter: Always
  • Thornberry: BLARHAGARHHGARH
  • Dean: Don't ever change.
  • Fangirlish: JESUS FUCKING CHRIST LOOK AT YOU jasdhfifhss
  • Hungarian: Szeretlek
  • Persian: Doostet daram
  • Czech: Miluju tě
  • Turkish: Seni seviyorum
  • Batman: NO LOVE. ONLY JUSTICE.
  • Russian: Я тебя люблю (Ya tebya lyublyu)
  • Italian: Ti amo~
  • Spanish: Te amo.
  • Loki: You have heart.
  • Augustus Waters: Okay?
  • Hazel Grace Lancaster: Okay.
  • Adele: Never mind, I'll find someone like you
  • Captain Jack Harkness: Hi, I'm Captain Jack Harkness.
  • Peeta: I don't want to forget
  • Katniss: Real
  • Sherlock: You're an idiot.
  • John Watson: I always say "I love you", but it's usually subtext
  • Spock: I have been emotionally compromised
  • The Doctor: Rose Tyler... I--
  • Thor: You give up this poisonous dream! You come home.
  • Arthur: Merlin, you idiot!
  • Steven Moffat: Make them suffer. That is how I show the emotion you humans refer to as 'love'.
  • Daleks: EXTERMINATE!
  • Star Wars: I know
  • Law & Order Special Victims Unit: I'd Give You a Kidney
  • Caroline Forbes: I'm afraid of you
  • Klaus Mikaelson: He's your first love. I intend to be your last.
  • Scott Pilgrim: I'm in lesbians with you.
  • Sam Winchester: Jerk
  • Dean Winchester: Bitch
  • Cas: We share a profound bond
  • Captain Hook: You are my bean.
  • Emma Swan: Go eat your jello.
  • Bug: Eep-opp-ork-ah-ah
  • Tony Stark: Give yourself 12% of the credit
  • Pepper: We were having 12% of a moment
  • Loki: Sentiment
  • Hulk: HULK SMASH DAT ASS
  • Odin: HUARGH
  • Coulson: I watched you while you slept
  • Sherlock: Sherlock is actually a girl's name.
  • Link: Hyah
  • Dan Howell: No homo.
  • Tyler Oakley: You're an idiot
  • Troye Sivan: I fucking hate you so much right now
  • Phil Lester: i love you. happy valentines day dan.
  • Kristoff: I could. I mean, I'd like to. I - may I? We me? I mean, may we? Wait, what?
  • Stoick: You're as beautiful as the day I lost you.
  • Haddaway: WHAT IS LOVE BABY DONT HURT ME
Chapter 3: Babysitting {Avengers x Fem!Reader + Loki}

~Part 1~ The Life of an Avenger

Prompt: (Y/N) calls up Phil Coulson after she watched Loki attempt to dominate Germany, and announces herself ready to take on being an Avenger.

Warnings: cursing

“(Y/N), you ready to come in now?” the Agent asked calmly, as if he knew the whole time (Y/N) was going to cave and join the team anyway (he totally knew).

“Yes. I’m ready.” (Y/N) announced confidently. She was ready to kick some alien ass.

“Alright (Y/N), I will come to pick you up in a minute. Head to your roof, and I’ll be there shortly.”

“Head to where-?” (Y/N) started, but was cut off by the Agent’s deadline. ‘Okay, well, here we go.’

(Y/N) started to run out the door, when she looked in the hallway mirror and noticed she wasn’t wearing her mother’s necklace. (Y/N) ran back inside the apartment and cradled the small, sapphire pendant, laced through the fragile silver chain. Her most beloved object! How could she have forgotten to put it on after her shower last night?! While still livid at herself, she hurriedly climbed the stairs to the roof of her apartment complex (‘why am I doing this?’), while she clasped the necklace around her neck, Immediately, she felt her mother’s long-lost presence. September. That was her birth month.

Bursting through the door, the icy wind cut through her thoughts of her mother like glass as she watched in disbelief as a jet landed on the roof in front of her. A fucking jet! ‘Oh this is gonna be awesome.’ (Y/N) thought to herself as she saw the Agent beckon to her from the jet door. Instantly, her mind freed itself, and she felt the adventurous high she always welcomed into her life. The sense of thrill. The sense of wonder. The feeling of truly being alive. It’s times like this that (Y/N) always wondered why anyone ever did drugs.

Launching herself up the ramp and into the aircraft, she immediately gazed in wonder around the inside of the vessel and took in every detail. The Agent watched her in amusement.

“So you like the Quinjet?” He asked.

“Hell yeah! I feel so special. This is like VIP status.” (Y/N) commented, thinking of her very unsafe travels on several different vessels on several different occasions. ‘But hey, if it gets you from point A to point B, it’s a winner.’

“Well, that will change here in a few minutes. We’re going to meet some of your fellows on another Quinjet and-”

“Sir,” the pilot interrupted, “Romanoff has just announced that their Quinjet has been breached by another Asgardian. Loki has been intercepted and grounded. How would you like to respond?”

“Hm…(Y/N) have you ever been skydiving?” Phil asked.

“Yeah…but I don’t see why…” (Y/N) began, but quickly quieted when she saw the co-pilot hand Phil the parachute. Wide eyes. No words came to her lips.

“So, you want me to…right now…just…now.” (Y/N) stumbled. She loved skydiving, but this was a bit unexpected. ‘Well, what’s life without a little risk, eh?’ She thought to herself, a motto she’s told herself since “the incident.” It’s gotten (Y/N) into a bit of trouble sometimes, but it’s also brought her the best memories of her life.

“I mean, we could land, but it would take a bit longer to-” Phil tried to ease her wide eyes, but (Y/N) just held out her hand.

“I said I was ready, didn’t I?” (Y/N) said with a smirk. Phil laughed and handed her the ‘chute.

“I told Fury you’d be a perfect fit. He didn’t believe me, but I knew it.” (Y/N) smiled widely and thanked him as the door to the Quinjet slid open.

“I feel bad leaving you so soon!” (Y/N) called out jokingly as the icy wind whipped through her body and elated her beyond belief.

“Don’t feel too bad! I’ll see you soon at the Helicarrier!” He answered.

“Deal! Sianara, Agent!” And through the clouds (Y/N) fell. The world around her fell away until all she could feel was pure ecstasy. The thrill. 'Oh god! It doesn’t get better than this!’ She exclaimed in her mind as she whooped and hollered through the night sky. A second later, she realized her timing and grasped the release, then pulled. A punch in the gut, then floating on a cloud. (Y/N) descended until she landed in a clearing between a forest of endless green.

Shaking her head a bit to clear her numbed mind, she was about to scream and celebrate her in-prompt-to skydive ('that was free, mind you!’) when she heard voices. Scanning the area, she followed the voices until she spotted two men clad in the most ridiculous outfits she had ever seen. And (Y/N) loved it. She immediately recognized Loki, but 'who’s the other guy?’ (Y/N) James Bonded her way up the side of the hill, listening to the two men’s conversation.

“I am king!”

“Not here! You give up the Tesseract! You give up this poisonous dream! You come home.”

“I don’t have it…You need the cube to bring me home, but I’ve sent it off I know not where…” (Y/N) watched, quite impressed, as a giant hammer flew into the surfer dude-lookin’ guy’s huge hand.

“You listen well, brother. I…” A flash of gold and red, then Shakespeare was gone. Now, there was just the Greaser. He sat down and began to get himself comfortable as he watched the Tin Man and Shakespeare battle it out. Well, (Y/N) wasn’t having that.

“So, you’re a king?” (Y/N) said, shocking Loki’s pride and startling the Greaser.

“Where did you come from?” He questioned sharply.

“New York. What’s it like not actually being a king, but saying you’re a king?” (Y/N) inquired, just to piss him off.

“Peachy.”

“Well, may I sit, Your Not-Highness?”

“No, you may not. Alas, you can explain who you are, and why you’re here eavesdropping on my conversation.”

“The asking to sit was rhetorical,” (Y/N) responded, “And I, sir, am simply the girl sent to babysit your ass while the boys down there exert their testosterone for a while.” (Y/N) explained, as Shakespeare head butted Tin Man.

“For a mortal girl, you are not bad. What is your name?”

“(Y/N, Y/L/N). Nice to meet you…”

“Loki Laufeyson of Asgard .” He outstretched his hand, and (Y/N) accepted it with a sweet smile on her face.

“Or at least it would’ve been nice hadn’t you killed all those people,” (Y/N) said evenly while her eyes glowed a stark silver. The ice she controlled reached up Loki’s arm and spread over his chest and the rest of his body until only his face wasn’t absorbed in (Y/N)’s winter web.

“So, this is why you’re here.” Loki said, unimpressed.

“Damn right. Now let’s watch the big boys kill each other for no reason, shall we?“ A minute passed of Shakespeare (whom eventually became Pikachu, even though (Y/N) had to explain to Loki what that was) and Tin Man battling because…well, because. Then, a shield appeared from nowhere and Steve stepped into the clearing.

“Oooh!” (Y/N) exclaimed to Loki, “It’s the referee! Yellow card his ass!” Then (Y/N) had to explain to Loki what a yellow card was.

“Hey! That’s enough!” Steve called out…like a referee, “Now, I don’t know what you plan on doing here.”

“I’ve come here to put an end to Loki’s schemes!” Pikachu erupted.

“Then prove it! Put the hammer down.” Steve tried (he really did).

“Um, yeah, no! Bad call! He loves his hammer!” Tin Man warned, but was immediately back-handed by Pikachu into a tree.

“You want me to put the hammer down?” Pikachu shouted as he catapulted into the air and, like he warned, did indeed, put his hammer down. Hard. On top of Steve’s shield. The hammer reflected off the shield in an atomic bomb of sparks that sounded like what (Y/N) could only describe as the Liberty Bell toll ('how ironic’).

Then, silence.

“Well,” (Y/N) announced, “that was dramatic.” All three men looked up at her in surprise. The Tin Man looked amused.

“So,” (Y/N) continued, “what are we gonna do with this asshole? Do you guys have some handcuffs? Or a prison? Or a coffin?” The Tin Man laughed.

“Looks like you’re doing fine up there (Y/N).” Then he turned slightly to Loki, “Want me to get you a blanket Reindeer Games? You look cold.”

“I’ll settle for the Tesseract, thank you very much.” Loki stated.

“Well, you can help us find it if you like. You can’t keep it, but you can hold it for a second if you’re nice.” The Tin Man responded.

“Alright, enough of this. Let’s get him back in the Quinjet, and take him (Loki) to the Helicarrier. Thor, are you coming with us, or are you going to keep trying to kill Stark?” Steve commanded.

“No, I see now that you need his presence to find the Tesseract. I will help you as well. It is a powerful object, and should be put into good hands.” Thor answered.

“Alright. Yay!“ (Y/N) exclaimed mockingly. “We’re all in acceptance! Group hug! No? Okay. Well, anyway, can you guys help me move this jackass?”


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