where is loki

Steve: Pack everything you guys need for Hawaii.
Nat: Some lipstick and face powder.
Clint: The lipstick is a knife and the powder is toxic.
Bucky: I’ve got snipers just in case.
Bruce: …Are you sure this is a vacation?
Thor: And where is Anthony?

[In comes Loki strolling in with a life sized suitcase]

Loki: He’s being everything I need. Worry not, I’ve poked holes for him to breathe through.

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(Loki x Reader) Can’t Sleep

Originally posted by i-am-a-poseur

A/N- Can’t sleep….too much netflix…decided to write something completely random…and I didn’t edit so sorry for typos…also it’s summer in Australia and it’s so effing hot so I can’t sleep…so here it is. also dat gif tho😍

Words- 939

Warnings- FLUFF SO MUCH FLUFF

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It was about 1:00 in the morning, and you were lying on your bed in the Avengers tower. It was summer, and the past several days had been extremely hot, including the nights. You tossed and turned agitatedly because the heat was making it impossible to sleep. The tower had a minor power surge two days ago due to one of Bruce’s experiments, which for some odd reason had made the air conditioning system throughout the tower to be rendered useless. This meant your second restless night in a row.

“Damn it” you whispered, as you got out of bed and quietly opened your bedroom door to get something to drink. You tiptoed down the hall until you noticed that one of the bedroom lights was on, as you could see under the door. You tried to remember whose room this was until you realised it was Loki’s. Thor had brought him to the tower to make amends and even though most of them weren’t so pleased about it, you all got along tolerably. You were reasonably close to Loki more than most. You talked to him quite often and also leant him books from time to time.  

You softly knocked on the door hoping he was awake.

“Go away Thor, I’m not planning on sleeping” he said bluntly.

“Actually, It’s Y/N” you responded.

A moment of silence passed before the door opened and Loki was standing there, still in his usual clothes with a book face down and open on his neat bed.

“Why are you awake?” he asked, slightly concerned.

“It’s really hot and I usually can’t sleep anyway, so the past couple of nights have been just fabulous” you responded, looking right into his blue eyes “I just saw your light on and I wanted to know why you were still awake” you added.

“Well I was just reading, I don’t sleep much either. Do you want to come in?” he asked. You nodded lightly as you walked in and sat on the bed. Loki felt awkward about sitting next to you, so he just floated awkwardly around the room instead, picking up random items and glancing at the floor.

“Is the heat bothering you too?” you asked, in order to break the awkward silence.

“No, I’m a frost giant you see. The heat doesn’t bother me at all” You looked at him and smiled lightly.

“That’s lucky in this weather” you responded as you discreetly looked at the cover of the book on the bed.

“Divergent” was on the cover. You smiled to yourself and looked back at Loki.

“It’s much cooler in here than my room though” you said, watching Loki walk aimlessly around the room.

“Do you want to stay in here?” he asked.

“Are you sure?”

“Of course, you give me books so I might as well give you a slightly more tolerable place to sleep. I must also talk to Stark about how your room is far too small, it bothers me as I assume it bothers you”

You smiled at him and lied on the bed. Loki turned off the big light in the room so there was only one small reading lamp in the corner of the room, which is where Loki sat after he grabbed his book.

“You’re really not going to sleep at all?” you asked quietly.

“Not at all, I don’t mind” he said before he hesitated slightly. “Nightmares you see” he added, looking down at the floor.

“Oh, I see” you say as you bury your head into the pillow. A few moments pass before you get up and walk over to where Loki was sitting.

“Don’t you wish to sleep?” he asked as he lifted his head up from his book to look at you.

“Nope, I can stay up for a while longer, If that’s alright with you?” you respond.

“Absolutely” he says, smirking a little.

You leaned your head on Loki’s shoulder and Loki stiffened at the contact.

“You’re so cold!” you say as you touch his hand with awe. Loki chuckles and looks down at his hand thoughtfully.

“One of the perks of being a frost giant” he says, still looking down at his hand. You smiled at him and continued t rest you head on his shoulder and lean closer and closer into him as time went by. Loki didn’t mind though, he would never say this but he always enjoyed your company.

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Later that morning at about 9:00, Thor sat with the other avengers eating breakfast. Everyone was talking about usual topics before Tony noticed two people were missing.

“Where’s reindeer games and Y/N?” Tony asked. The rest of the avengers looked at him thoughtfully.

“Y/N likes to sleep in, so I wouldn’t worry too much about them” Natasha said before she took a bite of her food.

“I will check on my brother” Thor says as he stands up and walks down the hall. He stands in front of Loki’s door and knocks a few times.

“Loki?” he asked, slightly concerned. Thor decides to open the door ever so slightly, and grins when he sees his brother.

You and Loki were on the floor of the room dead asleep, with your book closed and on the floor beside you. You were resting your head on his chest and Loki had his hand almost protectively on your head. You were both breathing peacefully and didn’t stir. Thor slowly closed the door and walked down the hall still smiling.

“He’s still asleep” he responded as he sat down at the table, smiling for the rest of the day.

9

Loki & Verity.

Fire is the test of gold; adversity, of friendship.

Loki and Children

I have been having some thoughts about the original mythological Loki and the thought that has been on my mind most is this:

Loki is

1. Surprisingly great with kids

2. Is addicted to parenthood

Let me explain.

As to the first bit, well, yeah, it’s surprising. Or it should be at first glance. Because, seriously, this is fucking Loki. Standing in close proximity to him for longer than a minute is bound to result in theft, arson, a splash of bloodshed for color, and at least one confused party waking up in bed with the fucker. He’s a chaotic, manic, and generally hazardous force to be reckoned with.

To us. That is, adults.

Mortals, gods, giants, trolls, dwarves, et cetera–but only those who are mature.* *Read: there is Something to be Gained from conning, seducing, or otherwise messing with us. Whether it’s to save his own skin, or to get some sweet petty vengeance, or to steal a bauble, or to satisfy some carnal itch, or to just fuck up somebody’s day for the Hel of it, Loki only ever targets those he can take something worthwhile from. 

And what is there to take from kids? 

Plenty of folks on his extremely extensive Enemies List have children, of course. No one in the Norse mythos was especially mindful of dropping their seed. So. Children.

Children–easy to fool, easy to make a hostage, easy to charm and siphon their parents’ secrets and treasures from–should be great big bullseyes to the God of Mischief and Trickery and Assorted Other Unscrupulous Things. Yet there isn’t a single Edda or snippet of lore in which Loki makes cruel use of them. Not once. 

But what’s the big deal? Most of the rude and/or villainous characters in Norse mythology don’t bother with harassing kids either. Except in the case of stories like Loka Táttur.

Loka Táttur is a tale about how a farmer loses a bet with a vicious troll who swears to kill the farmer’s little boy. The farmer calls upon three gods in turn. Odin, Hoenir, and Loki. Odin and Hoenir both disguise the boy and hide him away, but the troll is too clever and each time manages to sniff out the boy’s hiding place. Ultimately it is Loki who hides the kid–pulling an Idunn-in-a-Nutshell gag and hiding him as a speck on the eye of a flounder in the water–and then, rather than stepping back as Odin and Hoenir did from their work, he sits in his boat and lets the troll see him.

The troll, being suspicious, asks what Loki’s business is. Only fishing, obviously. The troll demands to join him. Lo and behold, they bring up a wealth of flounders, including the one where the boy’s hidden. Loki manages to change the boy back to his true shape and hide the kid behind his back without the troll noticing. As Loki brings the boat back to shore, and to the farmer’s boathouse with the latter’s doors open, Loki tells the boy to run through the boathouse. He goes, the troll gives chase, and the troll becomes wedged in the entryway. 

At which point Loki proceeds to chop off the troll’s legs and stick an iron stake in the bastard’s skull. Then he walks the kid back home. The grand payoff for Loki after all this? 

The boy is safe. The troll is dead. The End.

Huh.

Now, much as Loki may have been the catalyst for a lot of corpses pre-Ragnarok–see his business with Thor getting his hammer back and leading more than one giant into a death trap–Loki is actually very rarely, if ever, one to get his hands dirty by killing a victim himself. Even Baldr was done in by an arrow he aimed with blind Hod’s fingers. So why did Loki personally orchestrate this plan in such a grisly way? For what gain?

What, other than the satisfaction of personally slaughtering the would-be child-killing prick troll?

In a less bloody narrative, we see his hand in getting Thialfi and Roskva, a pair of mortal siblings, taken into Thor’s service. While the exact ages of the two aren’t mentioned, they are young enough to still be in the care of their parents. When Thor and Loki are travelling it’s their father who invites them under their roof. Thor’s goats are slaughtered for the evening meal and–in some tellings–it is Loki who entices the son, Thialfi, into breaking a leg bone to taste the marrow. When morning comes and Thor resurrects his goats, one has a broken leg.

Thor’s visibly pissed—never ever a good thing–and so the family offers to make some compensation.

Loki, coughing through his hand: ThialfibroketheboneheshouldpledgeservicetoThor

Thialfi: Uh–

Loki, clearing his throat: Alsotakethesistertwoforonedeal

Rosvka: But I didn’t do anything—

Loki, en sotto voce: Kids, consider your options. Teensy mortal lifetime of toil on Midgard, harvesting dirt and snow on one hand. Potentially immortal lifetime, I don’t know, scrubbing giant blood off Mjolnir in Thor’s hall on Asgard on the other. Verdict?

Both: Sold.

Loki: Excellent! Really, Thor, you’re a master dealmaker, a born barterer, I’m in awe.

Thor: Wh—

Loki: AND WE’RE BACK TREKKING LETS GO

Cue laugh track.

Point being, Loki has been shown to purposefully go out of his way to help kids because…because. Yet how does this translate to the idea of him being good with kids?

I ask this purely hypothetically and am trying not to laugh as I do, because really. Really. How in the hell is a kid not going to be entertained by the Norse god of revelry and recreation?

Oh yeah, that bit’s often left off the résumé.

Loki, God of Mischief, is also God of Recreation. Play, in other words. Because playtime is a thing that is Chaotic rather than a product of Order, and so Loki is naturally all over it. There are some who even credit him with having added that trait to the first humans, Ask and Embla, while Odin, Vili, and Vé were carving them and breathing character into their souls.

On top of that, he’s also the god of flyting—poetic shit-talking.

So we have a shapeshifting, storytelling, magic-wielding, game-spinning, trickster god who can also teach young ears every bad word they could ever hope to learn, and he’s expected not to be a hit with kids? This is all without even mentioning the fact that Loki is a bit of a hyperactive attention hog all on his own. What better audience for him than a gaggle of credulous little onlookers who are too young to sneer at his antics rather than take delight in them? Children are wee balls of mischief themselves, muddled in with imagination and wonder and an eagerness to be wowed or made to laugh themselves into weeping.

All of which brings me to point number two:

Loki is a kidaholic.

Like, even though a lot of his and/or her sleeping around the Realms can be chalked up to an insane libido, there’s also just the sheer number of kids they’ve produced to factor in. Maybe more than even Odin or Thor could boast. At least half being born from Loki herself. Not because Loki was helpless against the workings of nature—it’s impossible to believe that Loki wasn’t smart enough or powerful enough to get around producing new Lokisons and Lokisdottirs with every other bedmate—but because Loki wants more kids. There will never be enough kids.

The guy’s got a case of severe paternal/maternal hoarding going on. I mean

Loki: I need another one.

Odin: You really don’t.

Loki: You’re right. I need two other ones.

Odin: I am positive that you do not.

Loki: Three. Triplets. Need them. Right now.

Odin: Loki.

Loki: Four? Four. Definitely four.

Odin: Loki, please.

Loki: Yeah, let’s go with four. I can give or get. I’ll flip a coin.

Odin: Loki, as Allfather, I am expressly forbidding you to impregnate or be impregnated for at least a century.

Loki: Fine.

Odin: …

Loki: …I’ll settle for three.

Odin: What did I just say?

Loki: Three’s a good number, isn’t it? All good things come in threes. You and your brothers—

Odin, fighting an aneurysm: You and your brothers—

Loki: So you agree!

Odin: I did not—

Loki: Three it is!

Odin: Loki—

Loki: Be back when I feel like it

Odin: Loki

Loki: Give my love to Sleipnir

Odin: LOKI—

Loki, pantsless, vaulting over the wall, cartwheeling towards Jötunheimr’s Ironwood forest: Bye

It’s in that Ironwood that he meets Angrboda and fathers a giant wolf, a giant snake, and the literal corpse-faced queen-goddess of the dead by her. Being that Loki’s scope of attractiveness/aesthetic acceptability is elastic enough to let all sorts of species between his legs, I find it hard to believe that his kids’ unique looks would repulse or even faze him. They’re his children. Therefore they’re great.

And we all know how that happy family ended up. Ditto his second family with Sigyn and his two little twin boys.

Enter Ragnarok, warfare, general Bad Times, and so on.

Anyway.

Comical as it is to envision a Loki who cringes at the notion of parenthood and/or fears his more monstrous children, I just don’t believe it lines up with what we know of the Loki of myth.

Myth Loki is a god who would spend hours entertaining a child, simply entertained that the child is entertained.

Myth Loki is also a god who would hunt down and methodically dismember whichever idiot thought it would be okay to make a child cry within said god’s earshot.

what if marvel did little “shorts” before their movies, like disney and pixar do. 

and we could see a happy fun little three minute movie of domestic avenger life, like steve taking bucky to disney world for the first time, or darcy and jane dragging thor to the mall on a shopping spree but he ends up working it in every outfit he tries on, or clint and natasha getting really into a heated game of paintball but you don’t realize it’s paintball until the very end when natasha shoots him and you hear him groaning and see a giant splat of bright pink paint on his chest. 

Avengers tumblr fandom circa 2012

Don’t judge, but I’ve been thinking back fondly a lot lately about the epic bounty of old memes and trends we had back in the day. A guide for those followers of mine who weren’t around yet, or a Throwback Friday for those of you who were, remember:

  • The Avengers gag reel
  • “COULSOOOOON NAAAAAUUUUUUUU”
  • Assvengers
  • Seriously the equal-opportunities fanservice and fixation on butts was a thing to behold
  • “Caw caw motherfucker”
  • Okay there were a lot of Hawkeye-bird jokes (this was before we met Sam Wilson) but that was probably the biggest one
  • Renner Stretches
  • The Hawkeye Initiative
  • “That’s my secret, Cap. I’m always angry.”
  • Thor loves Pop Tarts
  • “This _____, I like it! ANOTHER!
  • SCIENCE BROS
  • Major ships: Stony, Clintasha, Thorki (aka Thunderfrost which, lbr, is the arguably the most badass ship name ever), Frostiron, Capsicoul
  • Also a LOT of people shipped Coulson and Hawkeye even though I don’t even remember them having screentime together? I’ve seen that ship referred to as Phlint like…once, but not at the time.
  • Chris Evans and his ridiculous shoulder-to-hip ratio
  • Left-boob grab (this one might actually still be a thing)
  • “I recognize the counsel has made a decision. But given that it’s a stupid-ass decision, I’ve elected to ignore it!” (this one I KNOW is still a thing)
  • “I understood that reference”
  • Crying forever over that deleted sequence of Steve learning that All My Friends Are Dead But Oh Hey Peggy’s Still Alive But I’m Too Afraid to Call Her and then going through the city being Forever Alone
  • The Superfamily AU where Steve and Tony raised a smol Peter Parker
  • Lokimania
  • holy
  • fucking
  • shit
  • I could probably make a separate post just for that but here goes
  • That famous Twitter convo where Tom Hiddleston and a Loki RPer were challenging each other and popularized “I DO WHAT I WANT”
  • I think like half his actual lines in the movie became memes on some level actually
  • “KNEEEEEEL”
  • “I am burdened with glorious purpose” and its many MANY remixes
  • “Tom sits like a whore” (aka what we called manspreading before that became A Problem)
  • L O K I ‘ D
  • The Loki’d Outtakes
  • Loki’d 2: The Return of Steve (like actually this was a real thing that happened)
  • Wendy
  • People coming together to make a fan book about Wendy for Tom’s birthday
  • That one picture of Tom in full Loki getup while holding Mjolnir and Cap’s shield
  • Loki and the Loon, the webcomic about Loki and Tom being roommates that spawned similar blogs for EVERY Avenger rooming with their actor. Almost none of them actually went anywhere, but the original Loki and the Loon was pretty great.
  • For real though, I’ve never seen any fandom obsession with an actor reach quite the fever pitch that we had with Tom Hiddleston, my god. Bendytoots probably came close though (this was before Ben’s Fall From Tumblr Grace. Tom is still well-regarded, but I think that part of the fandom has finally chilled out).
  • And lest we forget:
  • Tom in-character as Loki for SDCC (okay I’m pretty sure this one was later than 2012 but it was still a big fuckin deal when it happened)
  • SAAAYYY MYYY NAAAAAME!!!
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A/N: Request from anon. A lot of depression and angst here but I’d say it’s fluffy too. It worked well with that idea I had in mind, so without further ado… enjoy!

Words: 1662
Warnings: angst, depression

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Regarding the Put in Work quest line in AvAc (Tony wants to woo Black Widow, goes to Steve for help (because of course what else does one do?). Steve helps Tony plan out what to do, and then they enact it which also includes Steve helping Tony work out in the new Power Gym (where Steve’s action is Stay Strong and Tony’s action is Stay Sexy), and Tony’s like “hey hey not bad” and Steve’s like “hahaha wait you were serious? Here let me show you how to actually work out” (aw Steve you extra little gym rat you). And then Steve tells Tony he’s proud of him (aw), and has him go off to go ask BW out. Here are my screencaps for this: (1) (2) (3) (4) (5) (6) (7) )

ANYWAY so concept:

Howard’s putting pressure on Tony to like get a girlfriend and all that hetero stuff. Tony sets his sights on BW, goes to Steve for help wooing her bc Steve is handsome etc. Poor Steve lowkey has the beginnings of a crush on Tony, but he’s a good and supportive friend and will help Tony in his endeavor. He brainstorms with Tony, plots out a plan, even goes to the gym and gives him tips on how to train. Steve’s lowkey crush becomes a full-blown heart-wrenching crush.

ofc Tony is also besties with Jan so he tells her everything, and she’s like in the background of all this, maybe like goes and hangs out with Nat and sets the stage, like, “Tony’s sensitive pls don’t hurt him.” Nat’s like “…I’ll try but also I won’t just straight-up humor him.”

Tony and Nat go on a date (by going on a mission to Asgard or something? idk the AvAc format is odd) but he can’t stop talking about Steve and along the way Nat helps him realize he has a crush on Steve, and also his dad sucks and he should just get together with Steve. They come back and Steve’s like kinda sad but resigned and ready to be supportive, but the first thing Tony does is like fling himself into Steve’s arms and kiss him and confess, and meanwhile Jan and Nat had been lowkey hanging out (not dating-dating but they’d been getting together for coffee to chat about their dumbo friends and Tony’s dickhead dad and life) and with Tony realizing he wants to date Steve, Jan and Nat officially start dating. Everything is nice and all is well. 

anonymous asked:

Could you write an imagine where Loki turns Y/N's Boyfriend, T'Challa into an actual Black Panther. Y/N doesn't know so when she sees the black panther staring at her and walking closer to her she freaks out and maybe runs away from it thinking that it will attack her. But then Avengers explain what happened.

Ms. Y/N, Sir has requested your presence in the lab

You glance up at the ceiling, a habit you picked up from Steve and Bucky, “Any reason why?”

I am not at liberty to disclose; however, it involves King T’Challa

“Shit. Tell them I’m on my way”

The door to the lab is open by the time you get down there, and you practically sprint inside.

“Tony, what’s wrong?” You glance around the lab, “Where’s T’Challa?”

Tony chuckles, scratching the back of his head, “That’s actually the problem …”

There’s a soft sound behind you. You whip around, coming face to face with the largest black panther you’ve ever seen. Letting out a high-pitched shriek you scramble backwards, slamming straight into Tony’s work bench. “WHY … WHAT … HOW … TONY!!”

Tony groans, “I told you to stay hidden until I told her what happened! Now look what you did!”

The big cat hisses at Tony, but when it, he, turns back to you he lets out a soft, sad sound. “Tony, you have 10 seconds to explain why there is a panther in your lab, why you called me down, and where the hell my boyfriend is, before I completely lose my shit”

“Y/N, I really do have an explanation, I promise. The panther is … T’Challa”

Your eyes zero in on the panther, who lets out a soft chuffing sound, before walking closer. Slowly you slide off the table, and T’Challa hesitantly approaches you, “Babe? Is that you in there?”

Suddenly you have a lap full of purring cat, rubbing his face against yours. You look up at Tony, eyes wide. “Loki did it. We were out, responding to a call when Loki showed up. He seemed to take a particular interest in T’Challa, and decided to turn him into his namesake.”

You gently rub behind T’Challa’s ears, “How long will the spell last?”

“We don’t know for sure, but Thor said that Loki’s transfiguration spells usually last about a week”

“You’re gonna be a panther for a week” T’Challa snorts and lays his head in your lap, “Has anyone called Shuri? She needs to know about this”

“I was hoping you’d call her?”

T’Challa lets out a huff, nuzzling into your neck, “Fine. I’ll call Shuri, it’ll have to be a video-chat, or she probably won’t believe me”

JARVIS pulls up a holographic screen, already calling Shuri. She answers at the second ring, “Y/N. It is a pleasure to hear from you. I had intended to call you tonight, I have not heard from my brother in 24 hours. Do you know where he is?”

You chuckle, “That’s actually what I was calling you about. T’Challa was … turned into a panther, and will probably be this way for about a week” you rush. T’Challa sits beside you, in full view of Shuri.

“Brother?” He lets out a soft chuffing sound, “What happened to you?”

“Loki hit him with a spell at their last battle, tuning into his animal name sake.”

Shuri puts her head in her hands, “Damnit, brother, only you would get yourself turned into a panther”

“Thor said that the spell should wear off on a week, but until then he won’t be able to make any decisions regarding Wakanda.”

“Of course. You will keep me updated on any progress with the spell?”

You nod, “Definitely, we’ll call let you know if anything changes”

Shuri gives you a small smile, “Thank you, Y/N. However, I must go now, I need to inform the council what happened to their king”

T’Challa hums, low in his throat, “Goodbye, Shuri”

Having your boyfriend turned into a large, protective cat has its ups and downs. For one thing, you get all the cuddles you could possibly want, on the downside, he refuses to let anyone else near you.

“Y/N! Come spar with me”

You groan, burying your face deeper into T’Challa’s fur, “Do I have to?”

“Yes, you’ve skipped out on training because of T’Challa’s … problem. I can’t have you getting rusty”

“Fine”

Gently nudging T’Challa off of you, you and Steve head down to the gym. “I’m thinking we can spar, and then go for a run”

“Alright”

You and Steve quickly stretch and take your positions on the sparing match, T’Challa resting on the side.

“Ready?”

Steve lunges forward, trying to use his size to overwhelm you. Fortunately, you had training with the Dora Milaje, and knew how to take down a man over three times your size. The sparing goes on for a while, everything is fine, until Steve actually lands a hit.

“Shit!” The punch lands right in your ribs, and suddenly Steve isn’t anywhere near you.

Steve’s pinned under T’Challa’s bulk, his teeth bared and poised over Steve’s throat, “T’Challa! No!”

You lunge forward, grabbing onto your boyfriend’s scruff before he rips the Captain’s throat out. Thankfully, T’Challa does get off of Steve, but he makes sure to keep you behind him. Steve sits up cautiously, “He’s heavier than he looks”

“Yeah he is. I, um, I think it would be best if we called it a day, Captain” T’Challa lets out another rumble, and uses his head to nudge you toward the elevator, “Alright! Alright! I’m going, babe. Calm down. I get it, no sparring when you’re not human.”

Eventually, the two of you end up in your apartment, T’Challa laying gently on top of you, making it so you can’t move.

“Did it bother you that I was sparring, or that I was hit?”

He gently nudges your side, where you can feel a burse already forming.

“I’m sorry I worried you” T’Challa huffs, nuzzling against you. “Let’s take a nap, kitty cat. I’m tired”

T’Challa settles on you more firmly, making sure that you are warm and comfortable. You can’t help but feel safe whenever your boyfriend is around, no matter which form he’s in.

You wake up decidedly more comfortable than when you fell asleep.  Curling up on your side, you sniggle deeper into your blanket.

Shooting up, you look around your bedroom frantically, because you distinctly remember falling asleep on the couch with T’Challa. “T’Challa? Babe?”

The bathroom door opens and out steps your, now very human, boyfriend, “Hello, darling”

Eyes wide, you scramble out of bed and fling yourself into T’Challa’s arms. “I missed you”

His arms wrap tightly around you, “I was always with you”

You sniffle, tears blurring your vision, “I know you were, but you couldn’t hold me when you were a panther.”

“Do not cry, beloved, I am here now. Come, lay with me, I have missed having you in my arms”

“We need to call, Shuri”

T’Challa chuckles, “I will call my sister later. For now, all I want to do is lay in bed with you”

“Of course, I’d never say no to you”

You can T’Challa end up lying in bed for the rest of the afternoon. Curled up together, and comfortable, finally happy to be back in each other’s arms.

Gods in the city

The gods are everywhere.

Thor the Thunderer rumbles the underground on the rails of subways and trains. He’s in the thunderstorms that pierce the smog with their lightning and shake buildings with their thunder.

Odin stands over the shoulders of busy students that cram for their exams, marveling at their thirst for knowledge. He walks with us through museums, seeing the art of the worlds and immersing Himself in the history.

Freyja can walk the main streets or stomp across a stage wearing heels and little else, and still cut an imposing figure. Men and woman alike can both fear and admire Her for her attractiveness and tenacity.

Skadi howls with the winds that whip between skyscrapers and down alleys in the winter. She bites at exposed fingers of students walking to and from classes. She scavenges with homeless youth for food during storms.

And Loki, of course, can live on the streets among the lost and the forgotten. The ostracised misfits that have no home anywhere but where they make it. Loki, who reminds you that there is always a way, brings ideas to down and outters, teaching them how to survive.

Our gods can be modern, too.

Envy (Part Two)

Originally posted by littlemisssyreid

Loki x Reader

Part One


“It is alright, let him out.” Thor’s voice boomed as he stomped to where Loki was locked away, watching people mill about with such boredom Thor wondered how his brother managed to keep himself slumped upright against the wall.

“Well brother what is it this time, a gift from (Y/N), words of insults reminding me how foolish I am?” To Loki’s surprise there was no retaliation, in fact all Thor did was let him out and lead him to the halls.

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I kinda want to write a post-civil war frostiron fic where Loki pops in on Tony one day and is like “did you know your team is enchanted” and Tony’s like “… what” and it turns out that Wanda has been working for hydra all along and purposely drove the team apart but that doesn’t just erase everything that happened even though some people on the team (Steve) thinks it should.

Would anyone care about that?