The room changed. At least the air did. You could feel him now, his heavy presence permeating the darkness. A warm hand pressed into your back, soothing your aching body for a moment. You laid still among your bedsheets, waiting for him to crawl in after you. Loki still hovered over your being, looking concerned under a thick mask of arrogance.
"You called?" He tilted his head, rounding the room so he could face your tear filled eyes. "My love, who has hurt you?"
You tried to answer before choking back a sob, dissolving into a deeper sadness. Trying to say it aloud made the pain sharper.
"Tell me his name. Tell me so I can cut his mortal string short. I'll make him feel a pain much worse than yours." Loki spoke through gritted teeth.
"Don't." You whispered with a crack in your voice. "Could you, I, I just need you to hold me."
He finally got into the bed, his armor disappearing out of necessity. He
You had joined the Avengers nearly a year ago after you had helped capture one of the most dangerous of men in the nine realms, Loki Laufeyson. A lot had changed since then. Loki had been in a prison for over six months when Fury thought he could be a valuable asset to the Avengers team. Everyone had objected, even though Loki seemed to have changed.
‘Loki does not change,’ Thor had said. ‘No matter how much I want to believe him. He has lied to me about everything. I do not know if I will ever be able to trust him.’
‘Don’t forget he tried to kill us all at least twice!’ Tony had added.
Fury had ignored every objection and had let Loki out of his cell. Over the last couple of months you had started to enjoy his company more and mo
You passed the cafeteria where you had spent a lot of your younger years with friends or dates. You smiled thinking back at those days. You closed your coat further around you while you regained your stroll around town. It had started snowing, but you didn’t care. It truly made it feel like it was Christmas.
You nearly slipped on the pavement when someone honked at you.
‘Sorry, miss? Could you help me find the nearest hotel?’
You nodded, looking at the man with the English accent that was hanging out of the car window smiling at you. You walked over
Let's say that this is post-Age of Ultron where Pietro was still alive, Bruce hadn't wonder off to who knows where, Loki is on Earth to redeem his sins, Laura Barton never exist, and Brutasha never happened.
I own nothing. Not the Avengers, not the characters, and not the pic.
When you opened your eyes, you instantly regretted it.
You shielded your eyes from the burning light. When your eyes finally adapted to the lightings, you took in your surroundings. You were in a familiar room. But you didn't think you've been there before. It just that you thought you knew this room. It was quiet, but not dead quiet. You kept looking around you in silence, until a voice startled you.
"Good morning, miss."
"Who's there?!" You immediately jumped out of the bed you'd be
Today was February 9th, Tom's birthday, and you wanted to make it special. However, you found yourself with no ideas and it sort of upset you. However, you pushed the sadness aside and went to the kitchen. You were going to brew up some nice homemade hot chocolate before he got home. It was the least you could do.
Tom rushed into the house and urgently stripped his coat, gloves, and shoes off. He was late by a half hour and he knew you'd be there, waiting.
"(y/n) I'm home! Sorry I'm late!" he yelled as he walked through the house, looking for you. He got a bit worried when you weren't in the sitting room, because he figured that's wher