like an asgardian

Two Tutors

TITLE: Two Tutors


AUTHOR: SassyShoulderAngel319

ORIGINAL IMAGINE: Imagine somehow obtaining magical powers and watching Loki and Doctor Strange fight over who gets to take you as their apprentice.


NOTES/WARNINGS: No warnings to speak of except for a single reference to Thor: Ragnarok without being too specific. As well as police stations and daggers if anyone is uncomfortable with either of those. Side note: Tumbler is actually a last name that is, apparently, on the brink of extinction?(I’d have to fact-check that but that’s one of two reasons I chose it.)-(Oh MAN it’s been a long time since I wrote for this blog! Good to be back!)


I sat boredly on the chair in the police station and stared straight ahead at the wall opposite me, chin in my hand. I was just grateful they hadn’t handcuffed me. The officer sitting on the other side of the table repeated his question. “Where were you the night of the meteor shower?”

I glanced at my other hand, which was resting on the table. “Yes,” I said.

“Yes?” the officer challenged. “Yes what? You’re finally going to answer?”

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I am trying to write a commission, but my brain keeps going “Hey how about a fic where Tony has to deal with all of the Asgardians showing up on his doorstep and Loki and Thor end up falling in love with him because he’s so smol and tired and determined and it ends in a happy threesome with King Thor and Prince Loki and Consort Tony and team cap can suck it because thunder god Thor and silvertongue Loki are hella protective”.


re: the theatrical production of loki’s death scene

1. did thor come back at the most narratively convenient time for him to catch the tail end of it or were there daily (hourly???) showings, like at disney

2. was it a full play of lokis life or was it JUST THAT SCENE ON REPEAT

3. despite the point of the play being to “educate” asgard on loki’s sacrifice, the entire audience consisted solely of loki, 3-4 handmaidens and like 12 asgardian citizens so that means either a. this was like the 800th performace and people stopped showing up and loki didn’t care or b. loki wanted the elaborate staged performances of what amounts to rpf larping of him and his brother to be EXCLUSIVE

4. no way would loki cast the hotter dude as thor I call bullshit on that one taika


Queen (ThunderIron Quick Fic)

Filling a prompt from @ajanamyth​ — I hope this is what you wanted babe.

“Hey honey.” Tony ran his fingers through his hair tiredly. “Aren’t you looking pretty? Clean up nice, don’t you?” His words were nearly slurring, but not because he was drunk.

No, Tony just hadn’t slept in pushing thirty six– oh scratch that– forty two hours.

So he was way past exhausted and edging quickly into so -tired -I’m- just- wide- awake- and- hallucinating-things territory.

Which was a very plausible excuse for the fact that he was not only chatting up, but almost coming on to Mjolnir as she sat on the table where Thor had left her earlier. Of course Tony knew he was talking to Mjolnir, but hey, if he could talk to his bots like they understood him, he was damn sure gonna talk to a hammer that had some sort of life energy or force of it’s own. Sorry, of her own.

So sure. Tony was chatting up the hammer.

“You wanna go to bed?” Tony asked and then giggled to himself. “No not with me. I better take you back to Thor, he will probably get all sorts of jealous if you end up in my room. Is that weird? Do you like.. Do you have anything going on in there?” Tony blinked at the hammer for a minute.

“Alright. I need to sleep. Standing here waiting for a hammer to talk back to me. Alright. Upsie-Daisy let’s get going.”

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like on a serious level this is definitely a problem and I really hope the MCU doesn’t just ignore it but on a hilarious level that’s non-canon compliant as of mid-credits sequence I’m just picturing like

thor swanning back to earth with a ship full of other asgardians like “hey sup” joined by a belligerent frequently drunk valkyrie and a currently-hulked-out-possibly-permanently-hulked-out bruce

and everyone’s just about having an aneurysm because how do we handle this and then thor’s like 

“oh yeah and also my brother’s here too”

ross’s head would fucking explode

anonymous asked:

hey I just read your shapeshifter!Loki theory and thought I'd share some of my thoughts. I think that he might not be fully aware that he is a shapeshifter, as in, he's definitely done some minor shapeshifting for fun, but I don't think he realises that he can fully shift between races (and have their characteristic abilities not only the looks) and that that's more like natural reaction of his body. (1/2)

(2/2) so his body basically adapts based on the situation. Like when Odin picked him up, his body realised it would be most beneficial to shift into an Aesir form and since he spent thousands of years like that surrounded by other asgardians, it became something like his deafult setting. But then when the Frost Giant touched him he shifted into Jotun form to prevent getting frost bitten. The cascet probably affected him similarly because its deep coldness reminds of Jotun touch maybe (2/3)

(3/3) but it took longer for him to shift by touching the cascet because it’s not as, say intense, as an actual Jotun. I also think that the adaptation thing could mean that when he was about to die in TDW, his body got into (really clos) contact with the Kursed blood and tried to adapt accordingly. That’s the weird molting on his face we see. I think that the moment he “died” he probably just passed out because the Kursed aren’t possible to fully shift into because of how they are (¾)

(4/4) and his body just couldn’t take the strain of the process. but even though the full shifting wasn’t possible, the partial one he managed was enough to get the increased healing. So when he regained consciousness some time after Thor left, he was perfectly fine (and back in his full Aesir for because his body no longer had reasons to try and shift into Kursed one) and was probably like “wtf just happened to me, oh well, let’s see what I can get away with if they think I’m dead”

(Shifter!Loki theory post here!)

My original theory about wtf happened to Loki re: that mottling is that Kurse’s blade stabbed him and thus had “Kursed” blood on it that was then used to stab Loki and it seeped into his system and tried to turn him into the same kind of creature that Algrim was turned into, but on a smaller scale because it wasn’t the full stone.

BUT I definitely can also see the idea of Loki being a natural shapeshifter. Because:

- When Odin picks him up, he naturally shifts to that same shape.
- When a Frost Giant touches him, he naturally shifts to that same shape to survive it.
- When he touches the Casket, he naturally shifts to that same shape to survive it (we see another Asgardian pick up the Casket in the beginning of the first movie, but I believe he’s wearing gloves, while Loki is not).
- When he gets Dark Elf blood in his system (especially with that stone mixed in) he starts shifting to that shape to survive or just naturally match it.

We know that Loki is capable of at least some level of shapeshifting, because Thor touches him as Odin and there’s no green shimmer when physical contact is made, so it seems like he truly shifted to that shape, rather than just wore the illusion.  (The story about the snake when he was young could go either way, shifting or illusion.)

It does seem like Loki is Jotunn (or at least half-Jotunn) but it’s clear that his Aesir form is not an illusion.  There’s no green shimmer when it’s pulled away, either by the Frost Giant or the Casket’s touch, it’s truly a shifting of his shape! And it never dissolves when another As touches him (as we see Thor do multiple times in the movies).

So I absolutely could see that as an explanation for what was going on with him on Svartalfheim!

How Was Your Night?

Another Loki x Valkyrie I wrote out. I’ve got a few other short drabbles planned out for them. I hope I can get them written. Anyways, I hope you guys enjoy this one.

How Was Your Night?

It’s nearing midnight when Valkyrie returns to her room. She’s not nearly as drunk as she could be, but she does wobble a bit when taking her shoes off. Everything else stays on, she doesn’t feel like fighting with her buckles and belts and clasps. She just wants to sleep.

She all but falls face first into the rumpled bed. The blankets are twisted, lumped together and Val lazily fights with them until she’s under them. When she’s finally comfortable, her eyes drop shut and she settles. Sleep is only a few moments—

Someone is watching her.

Val tenses, her body going rigid and her jaw clenching. It takes her a moment because she keeps her eyes closed but eventually she hears a huff of breath.

“I’m surprised you didn’t notice me before.” He’s not whispering, but his voice doesn’t disturb the quiet of the room. “A little too much ale?”

“Not nearly enough,” Val replies. “You just got here, I heard you…materialize.”

He’s silent for a moment and Val slowly opens her eyes, setting them upon him instantly. He’s in the corner, dressed in black shadows and eyes glinting. Val raises an eyebrow at him.


Loki smirks at her and shrugs. “Did you have a good time with Thor?”

Val narrows her gaze at him. Trying to decide whether or not his question is double-sided. “A drink is a drink. No matter who’s buying.”

He blinks at her answer. Val shifts in the bed and rubs her eyes. “Is there something you wanted or did you just drop by to make sure I wasn’t screwing your brother?”

Loki snarls at her, his lip curled up. “He’s not my brother.”

Val rolls her eyes and pulls a pillow to her chest. She burrows into the pillow. “So you’re confirming that’s the reason you’re here?” She drawls out, closing her eyes.

Loki sputters a bit, glaring at her from across the room. “Are you always like this?”

Val shrugs. “Usually.”

He gets to his feet and begins pacing at the foot of her bed. “I don’t understand you.” He said more to himself than her.

Val looks at him. “What’s there to understand?”

“My brother adores you, he’s always up under you working to hold your attention,” Loki grumbled. “It’s nauseating.”

Val laughs loudly, picking up to her head to fully look at Loki. “And here I thought the God of Mischief would be way better at hiding his jealousy.”

Loki glares. “I’m not jealous.”

“Clearly.” She deadpans.

He keeps on pacing and she returns her head to the pillow. “If you’ve got nothing else to say—“

“What are you going to do once we get to Midgard?” He interrupts her. Green eyes watching her intently.

Val shrugs slowly, she hasn’t really considered it. She knows that humans look like Asgardians, just weaker but Bruce is the first “human” she’s ever seen. And he doesn’t even really count.

“Dunno.” She says finally. “Guess we’ll see what I do when we get there.”

Loki looks at her from the corner of his eye. “You will follow Thor.” He states. “Fight at his side, until the end.”

Val closes her eyes. “Probably, to be fair though.” She pulls the blanket up over her shoulder. “You’ve kinda already beat me to that.”

His footsteps hesitate for a moment as if what she’s said has caught him off guard. Val breaths deeply, nearly ignoring him in favor of the sleep that’s starting to cling to her.

“I do not follow him.” He sounds offended. It makes her lips twitch up.

“Look,” she sighed dramatically. “Either get in or get out.” She held up the blanket behind her.

The silence stretches to the point that her arm hurts from where it hands in the air. Val rolls her eyes open and squints at him.

The god is standing at the foot of her bed. He’s frowning at her, confusion clear on his face. Val notes that he shifts nervously and meets her eyes.

“Well?” She cocks her eyebrow at him.

Loki hesitates. “You’re sure?”

Val looks at him blankly. “I wouldn’t offer if I wasn’t.” She lets her arm drop and rolls fully back to her side. The pillow pulled close to her chest. “Get in the bed Loki, I’m tired.”

She settles into the pillow, ready to hopefully sleep until noon the next day. For a long moment, the room is completely silent; Val wonders if Loki’s disappeared and she missed it.

Then the floorboard creaks and the foot of her bed dips down. He’s slow in his movements, removing his shoes and pulling off his shirt. The bed dips more and closer to her, the covers lift and a heavy weight settles behind her.

Val counts out her breaths slowly, waiting for Loki to relax.

“I do not understand you.”

Loki presses his chest to Val’s back, her armor digging into his skin. Under the blanket, long fingers trace her covered back.

“Maybe I’m not for you to understand,” Val says lightly. “You can’t know everything.”

He taps a finger against the bottom buckle of her vest. “Take this off.”

Val smirks, her hand reaching down to guide his to the front easier clasps. “You take it off me.” She says simply.

Loki keeps his movements slow. His hand taking its time with each one. Bowing his head forward, the god pressed a kiss to the back of her neck. He freezes after he pulls back, he’s just now realizing what he’s done.

Val bites her lip and rolls back against him, she’s tucked closed and stares up at him.

“What’s wrong?” She asks pointedly.

Loki shakes his head. He’s only got two more claps to go before she’ll be able to slip the garment over her head.

“This is not how I expecting this to go.”

Val snorted, closing her eyes and gripping his forearm. “Right, you thought I’d be screwing Thor.”

Loki growled in his throat. “I knew you wouldn’t be.” He snipped, leaning down close. “He’s not your type.”

“So you came to my room and asked about him why?” She ignores the second half of what he said. Whether or not Thor is her type is irrelevant.

His shoulders jerk a shrug and cranes his neck to bite her ear. “Was curious to hear your response.” He whispered.

Val shivers a bit, pressing her shoulder closer to him. He’s working purposely slow on the last clasp. “You were looking for a fight.”

Loki grins, pinching her earlobe between his teeth. “Possibly.”

When the last clasp on her vest comes undone, Loki slides his hand back down her torso. He grips the hem of it and rugs up. Val pushes herself up, sitting so that she’s balanced and can lift her arms. Loki pulls the vest over her head, pausing halfway through to gather her hair and move in out of the way of the buckles.

Once she’s free of it, Val takes the vest from Loki and tosses onto the floor. They meet eyes as she settles back into the bed.

“You didn’t have to try to start a fight you know.” Val reaches up and tucks some of his long hair behind his ear. “Coulda just asked to come to bed.”

Loki rolled his eyes and leaned down. “I’ll have to remember that for next time.” He grins and kisses the corner of her mouth.

“Next time.” She muses. He moves to kiss her chin and Val ducks her head down. Pressing her lips to his roughly and sloppily.

Loki brings his hand up to cup her cheek and tilt her head. Guiding her closer to him and deepening the kiss.

Soon it turns heated, as she arches up against his bare chest. Their skin warm and soft against each other. Val fists one hand in his hair, pulling him back from her a bit.

“This doesn’t change anything.”

He’s laughing before she’s even finished her sentence. Loki cranes his neck against the grip she’s got on his hair. He kisses a line across her collarbone.

“Of course it doesn’t.” He agreed, skimming his fingers over her right nipple. “It can never be anything. And we know that.”

The End


I don’t even know where I went with this.
Enjoy Dad! Loki.

Dad Loki headcanons:

-when you gave birth he totally said the child looked like an asgardian raisin.

-you were so pissed.

-Probably has no idea whatsoever on how to care for a child.

-Tbh he never thought he’d have a child, let alone even be with you, so it’s a whole new experience for him.

-Thinks of the child as a squishy, puny being.

-10/10 probably lets the baby wear his helmet.

-It’s way too big for them, so it’s hilarious to see something so small wear something so big.

-Never thought fatherhood would feel so rewarding to him.

-Dad Loki is super protective.

-Probably less of a narcissist, not as big as a sassy asshole anymore.

-Being a new father is such an experience for him, it tired him out so quickly.

-Can’t change a diaper to save his life. The last time he tried to, the poor child was wearing it inside out and backwards.

-Probably can’t wait for the child to become old enough to care for themselves.

-Who am I kidding, when the baby grows up, he’ll probably miss these times like hell.

-Low key hovers people when they hold the child without realizing it.

-You’ll have to probably point it out to him.

-He’s 100% going to deny it.

-“but Loki, you were basically breathing down their neck”
-“I have no clue what you’re talking about (y/n)”

-When it finally hits him that he’s going to be a dad, he’s probably scared.

-His father was never a truly good father, and he’s not that great of a person so he’ll probably be so scared to care for something so impressionable.

-Gives the baby cute nicknames like little frost giant or snowflake.

-Wears gloves because he’s afraid his cold skin will make the child sick.

-When the child grows up he’d be so proud to see how amazing they turned out.

-Kinda pissy when they get old enough to be in a relationship.

-“I don’t like them”
-“Loki you haven’t even met them yet”
-“I don’t care (y/n) I don’t like them”
-“okay love, whatever floats your boat”
-“what does that mean?”
-“never mind Loki”

-When he meets their boyfriend/girlfriend, he’ll totally act like he has a stick up his ass, this will later lead to you having to lecture him.

-Loki being Loki, he’ll totally deny everything, ending up with him having an uncomfortable nights rest on the designer couch he bought.

-If the child ends up getting married he’s probably going to cry.

-Who am I kidding, he’s gonna cry.

“Code Red”  LokixReader

Prompt :: Ah, the joys of having your period… If only your boyfriend didn’t think you were dying.

Features ::  XX Chromosome/Female reader, Avenger reader, pre-established relationship with Loki, confused Loki, not-a-villain-anymore Loki

Warnings :: Talks about having your period and how much it sucks, cursing, reader has a vagina/uterus (that’s what XX-c is for)

Word Count :: 1392

Additional Notes ::  I remember reading somewhere that Asgardian women (or Norse goddesses?) don’t have cycles, so I ran with it.  I might do another part to this, but I’m not sure.  For now, it’s just a silly little oneshot.

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I just really, really want

The theory about Keith unintentionally hiding his true appearance to be true. I mean, it would make a lot of since. Look at all the other half galra.

(I’m sorry this is the only pic of all of them I had on my phone and I’m to lazy to find another so bare with the poor quality pls)

All of them have clear galra features. The most obvious being Zethrid and Narti.

Ezor, although she’s and orange-red color and that kinda throws you off at first, also looks pretty Galra.

(Pic is not mine. I found it on tumblr sonewhere while looking for reference on the extra altean markings. Thank you too the lovely who posted it.)

Look at this purple family. I am, like many others, going to asume they are galra. For one, dreamworks seems to keep purple as the color for just the galra, probably to avoid confusion and to make a clear distinction. Also the yellow eyes.

Anyway, so lets asume they are galra. Ezor looks alot like them in terms of face and body structure. If it weren’t for her long head thing and her skin color she’d look perfectly galra (unless of course they aren’t full galra but I’m not going to get into that here)

(I gave up and started googling pics aren’t you happy?)

Now lets look at Acxa.

She look a lot less Galra, yet she still has the head ridges many Galra have, the purple skin, and the yellow eyes. She is also pretty tall compared to humans or Alteans.

Lastly, Lotor.

Lotor is probably the least galra, actually. He looks nothing like a galra. He’s tall compared to humans and Alteans like Acxa (but they are both still ‘little’ to the galra). His skin is purple, but that’s about it. You could even say his white hair color is galra (as we’ve seen a few galra with white hair) but his long flowing locks are clearly Altean. The only thing that’s undeniably galra is his eyes (which are actually pretty similar to what Zarkon’s use to look like. At least when you look at them close up. There is a post about that somewhere…)

Anyway, what is my point your asking? Well, my point is that, even the half galra who don’t really look galra, still have some traits of a galra. Keith, however, has no traits.

Nada. Nothing. No Galra traits visible at all. This wouldn’t seem weird if you didn’t look at this closely. After all, at first you look at Ezor and think 'she’s half galra?’. Based on the 'rules’ that seem to follow a half galra, he should at least have yellow sclera. Out of all of the halflings (thats what I’m going to call them fir now) only Narti doesn’t have this trait, and that’s because she doesn’t even have eyes, but I’d say if she did have eyes, they’d have yellow sclera like the others. Ezor is not purple, but she has the structure of a galra. Zethrid is large a strong like a galra but has big fluffy ears (that kinda look like the ones on the video Pidge was examining in the first episode of season 3). Narti kinda resembles the type of Galra Zarkon is. If you zoom close on both of their mouths you can see the similarities (okay, yes, that sounds a little weird. But still) and well… you get the idea. From what I can gather, each halfling has at least two traits that are galra and not to mention obvious.

So why does Keith get to be the exception? While it is possible that a) Keith was hella lucky and his human traits beat the odds and won out against the galra ones, or b) Keith’s mother (or father cause really we don’t know at this point if we can trust his little vision) was only half galra themselves, I personally don’t think either of these are very likely.

'What do yoy mean, Star?’

Well, for one, I think its physically impossible for Keith to not have some traits of a galra. Yes, I know some people have talked about how his muscle structure and stuff is probably more galra, and that’s why he’s such a fast fighter and stuff, and I agree. However, like I said, I think he would at least have the yellow sclera. The only exception to that is Narti and she HAS NO EYES. He’s also tiny. All the others are at least bigger as a result, even if they aren’t the size of a galra. Keith, however, is just human size.

I’m not exactly an expert on genetics, but to me it doesn’t make a lot of since for Keith to look like he does.

Unless he’s hiding his appearance.

'I see what you’re saying, Star, but how could he be doing that? And how would he not know? How could he keep it going?’

Okay, yes. I know. I also know people have talked about this before. However, I’ve never seen anyone mention this before.

Yup. Loki. He is actually a frost giant. Upon being picked up he changes his appearance to look like an asgardian (how do you even spell that?) And his whole life everyone but his parents are fooled. Even Loki had absolutely no idea. It’s only after a frost giant tries to freeze his hand and it just turns blue does he suspect anything

You know what that kind of brings to mind?

While it is totally possible that this is a burn and not his skin changing as such, but still. It’s pretty similar, don’t you think?

I’ll admit the hand part is a little flimsy but still. My point of comparing him to Loki being that, Loki hid himself without even knowing he was doing it. I’d say something simiar is happening with Keith. He’s hiding what he really looks like without behind conscious of what he’s doing. I’m not saying he’s full on fluffy with a tail and stuff, I’d say he’s not far off of Acxa or Lotor.

But who knows.

(I know people have talked about this before but I wanted to put my own thoughts into it I guess?)

Balance on the Head of a Pin

Chapter One

Summary: When Lauren, assistant to Tony Stark and the golden darling, southern belle of team Avenger, is called home by her overbearing mother, demanding she take back up with the man who walked out on her and broke her heart, Loki, the once dark God of Mischief, goes with her as her pretend beau. But is it all pretend on Loki’s part? Or is there more to the God of Mischief’s involvement than simply helping Lauren out.

Pairing: Loki Laufeyson x OFC  |  Word Count: 6937

Warnings: Swearing

At just shy of five in the morning, the sun was beginning to colour the horizon in brilliant pinks and oranges. Though it was crisp - fresh really - the air smelled clean from the washing of rain the night before instead of the usual smog and grime. There was nothing like the view of New York from Tony’s Iron Man landing pad. The city stretched out, the lights glowed like stars, and it appeared as if one floated above the world.

It had become Lauren’s preferred place to practice yoga.

It wasn’t the safest location, what with it being a few hundred feet in the air and not really that big around, but it fit her mat. It also gave her such a sense of clarity, of being completely present in the moment; her awareness of the world so heightened she felt like one with the universe. Lauren had found it impossible to resist the temptation.

Besides, Tony knew she used it. F.R.I.D.A.Y was nothing if not efficient, and had informed her boss thusly after Lauren’s first tentative foray into the wild blue yonder.

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One thing I’m still amazed by with Ragnarok is how no one seemed to be upset when Loki revealed himself to act as Odin. Like…Asgardians didn’t argue or move away and I don’t know about you, but to me that was beautiful because at some point they must have found out Loki was acting as their King and no one did anything? The Warriors Three? Sif? I want a short movie, or a 2h long one I don’t mind, where it shows how Loki spent his time in Asgard after he sent Odin to Midgard.

Maybe I should write it.. sounds like a perfect idea for a fic.


Anonymous requested: valkryre/reader where valkryre takes a liking to a mortal she meets on Midgard, a mortal who thinks her being from Asgard is a joke, and that thinks valkryre is just a very strong mortal. (does this make sense?) 

Fandom: Marvel
Pairing: Valkyrie x reader
Word count: 1k+
Warnings: Ragnarok spoilers
Tags: @thebreakerofchains @fortheloveofbenyandtom @geeky-girl-394 @zombieannamilton @high–power @im-in-love-with-a-fictional-girl
A/N: This is sort of an AU I guess where [spoilers] Thor, Loki, Valkyrie, and the others get to Earth instead of running into Thanos

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“I’m too old” Steve Rogers x Reader imagine

Originally posted by buddyineedyou

Hiii! I hope you like these imagines! If you have any request feel free to ask :)


It was obvious for everyone how much you liked each other, even for the two of you. But somehow, every time you brought it up, Steve avoided having that conversation and he would never started it. It was confusing, for you and for everyone else who witnessed it. You two were close, too close, the feelings were evident but then Steve used to push you away, but he would be the one looking for you after a few days.

“What is wrong with him, huh?” You asked Tony. You used to help him at the lab when you were stressed or just needed to relax. “Last night, he was all around me hugging me, saying how much I mean to him and this morning puf! That was gone, he apologised and left”, you told him.

“Maybe that’s how he used to flirt back in his time,” Tony joked, obtaining a death look from you. “Ok, ok”, he laughed shaking his head.

“We have been like this for three months now, for fuck’s sake! When is he going to be a fucking man and have a proper conversation with me about it?” You said frustrated and you threw a piece of metal across the room.

“Hey! Careful, that’s mine” Tony warned you. You rolled your eyes and leaned against the table. “Talk to him”, he said.

“I have tried a million times! He always manages to sneak out with lame excuses.” You said looking up at Tony pouting.

“I’m not talking to him so don’t give me that look”, he said quickly. You whined and sighed. “Go. Corner him in a room, tell FRIDAY to lock the door, and talk to him”

You looked at Tony silently, why didn’t you think about that? Of course! FRIDAY could help!

“Thank you so much!” You said all of sudden hugging him before running to the door.

“I’m still kicking his ass if he hurts you, you know?” He yelled as you left the lab.

You looked for Steve all around the tower and asked everyone if they had seen him but nobody had. Maybe he had gone out so you sat down on a couch, facing the elevator, you wouldn’t miss his arrival. You and the Cap were talking that day and you didn’t care if he liked it or not. You were sick of this situation and needed something clear, or at least you needed to know why he acted that way.

After more than an hour, the elevator doors opened. Bruce and Steve both walked out of it, laughing. You stood up, feeling so nervous now, not knowing how to bring it up and of course not knowing how to lock him up anywhere. It was the Captain America we were talking about. Locking him up wasn’t that easy.

“Hi (Y/N), how are you?” Bruce said smiling the moment he saw you.

“Fine,” you smiled and bite your lip “Is it ok if I steal the Cap from you for a moment?” You asked.

Bruce looked at you and then at Steve who seemed tensed and nervous now. But he wasn’t going to run away. Not this time.

“Sure, I actually was going to talk to Tony about…stuff.” It had always been so funny to you how a bad liar he was. But you appreciate it.

Bruce went to the stairs that would take him to the lab where Tony was, leaving you and Steve alone, facing each other. He was the first one looking away from your eyes since apparently something out of the window was much more interesting.

“I want to talk to you”, you finally said.

“Oh, yeah. Eh… I am going to take a shower first, is that ok?” He asked walking to the stairs as well.

“No, it’s not. This has been going on for too many time, stop running away!” You exclaimed but he just kept on walking to the stairs to go up.

“I’m not running, (Y/N), I just want a shower”, he said chuckling a little. He was a better liar than Bruce but he was still awful.

You were expecting you two could talk properly, sitting on a couch but no, it had to be done the hard way. You took a deep breath and followed him upstairs. You did it silently since you didn’t want him to lock the door if he saw you coming. Once you heard his door being closed you ran to it and opened it, walked in and closed the door. You told FRIDAY to lock it and once it was done, you turned around.

Steve was standing there, with his t-shirt in his hand, looking at you surprised. Well, probably he did want to take a shower but he would have to wait. You gulped as you looked at his torso since it was the first time you saw him like that.

“(Y/N), I told you I’m taking a shower”, he sighed looking away from you.

“Not yet. We are going to talk and you are going to tell me what the hell is going on with you!” You said completely frustrated by now.

“Language”, he said. You really had to control the impulse of throwing something at his face. “And I don’t know what you are talking about.”

He walked to the door of the bathroom but, for the first time, you were faster than the Captain America and you were in front of the door, blocking the way, before he could get to it. He gulped and looked down at you, frowning now.

“Can you move away?” He asked politely but there was something strange in his voice, like he was nervous. You didn’t move “(Y/N), please…” he whispered.

“What’s wrong with you, Steve? I don’t understand you. One day you’re telling me how incredible I am, how much I mean to you, you are cuddling up with me, and the next one you’re pushing me away for no reason. I deserve an explanation.” You said looking up at him. “You know how I feel about you, you’ve known for months and here we are, up and down, and I just don’t get it. Do you even feel the same or you lied when you told me how you felt?”

“Of course it was true, I would never lie to you.” He replied immediately and turned around to walk to his bed. He sat down, put the t-shirt back on and looked at you, “what do you want me to say?” He asked with a shrug.

“The truth”, you said biting your lip.

He locked his blue eyes with yours for a moment and then looked down. What were you supposed to think? He was so confusing and so bipolar, you didn’t know what to think. You thought this time he would tell you the truth but he just stayed quiet. After five minutes of waiting you were just done.

“Fine, forget it.” You sighed and walked to the door of the room. “Look Steve… I’m done with this ok? I’m not going to keep on playing your stupid game because, honestly, I’m tired of it and…it hurts. It really hurts. So…” You frowned. You couldn’t break up with him because you weren’t even together so you didn’t know what else you could say. “…goodbye.”

You told FRIDAY to unlock the door and you left, leaving Steve seated on the bed, looking at the door, not believing what you had just said. Did he really lose you?


Days have passed since you had that last conversation with Steve. You had spent the last few days avoiding him, his looks, and his attempt to talk to you. You just didn’t want to do it anymore, you didn’t want him to fool you anymore. Maybe it was funny to him but for you it was just heart breaking.

Everyone had tried to distract you, especially Tony, but it didn’t work. Not even when he told you he would make you your own iron suit was he able to cheer you up. Bruce tried to make you eat but you barely had more than a sandwich per day. Natasha tried to train you but you didn’t even flinch when you saw her shooting. You just didn’t feel like doing anything so you spent most of the time locked in your room, keeping everybody out.

Almost two weeks after you and Steve stopped talking, you were going down to the kitchen to grab an apple or something to eat but you stopped at the middle of the stairs when you heard Tony and Steve talking and your name could be heard in the conversation.

“Have you even see her? She’s a ghost walking around the tower and it’s because of you, so you go and fix it!” Tony said. You sighed and closed your eyes. He wasn’t going to do such thing.

“And what am I supposed to do? She wouldn’t even look at me!” Steve exclaimed. You bite your lip and looked down at your hands.

“You two are really meant to be, huh? Why don’t you just go to her room and lock her in there to talk to her?” I raised an eyebrow as I heard the same advice he gave me. “It’s not like she’s some Asgardian from a Shakespeare’s play and she can jump out of the window safely.”

“Shakespeare’s?” You heard Thor. So he was there as well.

“A smart death guy, you would have liked him”, Tony explained quickly. “So? Are you staying here while she’s heartbroken because of you or are you going to be a man and tell her how you feel?” He added.

“You should go, Rogers”, Thor said.

“She hates me right now…” Steve said making me frown. No, I didn’t. I wish I did though.

You sighed and got up walking downstairs anyway like you heard nothing. It was obvious he wasn’t going to talk to you and you weren’t going to do so either. So you just walked pass the common room, where the three of them looked at you, and walked into the kitchen. You opened the fridge and took the milk, you would just make some hot chocolate since that had always made you feel better. When you closed the fridge and turned around you stopped on your track, and almost dropped the milk, when you saw Steve standing just behind you. You didn’t even hear him walking in.

You two looked at each other for a few seconds before you looked away and also walked away to take the chocolate from a cupboard and also a mug. You wouldn’t be the one talking this time.

“Can we talk?” He asked quietly. You sighed and looked at him.

He was looking at you with those sad blue eyes, almost begging you to listen to him. You looked at the door and raised an eyebrow as you saw Tony signalling you to listen to him. You sighed and looked back at the Cap before nodding.

“Ok, good.” He said and took a deep breath, “I apologise for my behaviour from the other day and…these last few months. It wasn’t right and I hurt you. I’m sorry.” You rolled your eyes and sighed. You didn’t need an apology, you needed an explanation. “You asked me what is wrong with me, didn’t you?” He said. You stopped what you were doing and looked at him before nodding again. “What is wrong with me, (Y/N), is that I am more than 90 years old and I’m in love with someone who is not even 30…” He said.

He had to be kidding you. This couldn’t be an age issue. He couldn’t have been acting these weird for so many months because he was older than you, much older.

“You can’t be serious”, you finally said.

“What? Yes, I am. It’s not like you’re 27 and I’m 37. I’m 94, (Y/N)… I don’t want to steal your life when there are guys much younger than me probably in love with you…” He said looking away. The thought of someone else loving you and you loving someone else was too painful but it was better than you being with such an old man.

“Steve…” You said walking towards him and taking his face in your hands so he wouldn’t look away. “I. Don’t. Care. You get it?” You said slowly. “You are the best man I have ever known, Cap, you are gentle, a gentleman, nice, loving, caring and…you love me and I love you, so would you please stop worrying about such dumb stuff and ask me out already before I lose my fucking mind?” You said.

He smiled a little as you said that and took your hands off his face. Then he wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you closer, always looking into your eyes.

“Language”, he mumbled before kissing you slowly, gently. You wrapped both arms around his neck and kissed him back with a small smile until you heard someone clapping. You both pulled away and looked at the door to see Tony clapping and Thor with a huge smile on his face.

“It was about time, Cap”, Tony said crossing his arms. You looked at Steve and smiled happily. “Hurt her again, and I swear I will kill you”, he added before walking away followed by Thor.

“I’m not planning to.” He whispered looking at you before kissing you again.