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Father (Stark!Daughter AU) Part 4

Plot summary: When Tony Stark finds out that he had a teenage daughter through a phone call, he was over the moon at the thought of being a father. Unfortunately, his daughter is distant, difficult and refuses to even acknowledge him as her dad. He never would have thought in a million years that it would be a certain Peter Parker who would change everything.

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When you first thought of high school, it was a nice dream. An unattainable fantasy. Considering the amount of money your mother made and the nomad lifestyle you were accustomed to as a lower middle class citizen, school was a luxury that you watched others have while you sat in the back row, wishing that you were born into a different family.

You always imagined that you would get a solid group of friends that you could talk to and share your secrets with. You fantasized about sleepovers, getting ready for prom night, sneaking out to get wasted at parties…. Anything and everything you saw in those typical teen dramas were safely tucked into your memories and replayed in your imaginations everyday. Back then, you would have given anything just to be a simple high school girl with involvements in a couple of clubs and maybe even a boyfriend.

But now….

You were seriously rethinking all of those thoughts.

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Heartbeat

STEVE ROGERS

Y/n is pregnant. Steve is the father. Karen is a snitch. Tony is pissed.

MASTERLIST

“Come on Nat, you can do it!” Pepper encouragers as she was trying to teach Natasha how to flip a pancake.

“I’m scared it’s going to fall on the floor.” Nat squealed quietly.

“Don’t worry, Bucky will still eat it.” Tony added.

“That was one time, and the peice of chicken had just fell, it’s not like it was down there for days.” Bucky defended.

“It had a bite taken out of it.”

“It was just one bite from Wanda, and I ate around it. Listen, I grew up in the drepression, we didn’t waste food back then, like you guys do now.”

“It’s true.” I added. We all laughed.

Nat flipped the pancake successfully and everyone playfully cheered, and clapped. Nat took a bow.

Y/n steps into the kitchen. I always loved how she looked in the morning, when her eyes are still glossy from waking up and her hair was kind of messy. I looked her up and down, she had done a good job of hiding those hickies I left on her jaw. And her hair didn’t give off sex hair vibes, which was good considering we’ve been keeping our relationship on the down low since it started about 10 months ago.

Only Natasha and Vison know about me and y/n seeing each other. Vison knows for obvious reasons (with his seeing through walls thing he has going on) and Natasha knows because she kept trying to set me up with Tony’s new secretary, and I was tired of it. Y/n wasn’t happy when she found out I told Nat, only because Natasha has been planning y/n and I’s wedding since the second I let the cat out of the bag.

“Good morning Y/n!” Peter beamed.

“Good morning Peter, are you excited for our training session today?” Y/n asked enthusiastically.

“Oh yes ma’am! I still have homework I need to finish though, so I might have to stop a little earlier.” Peter was sat down at the counter, next to Vision, who was talking with Wanda to his left.

“Ha! He just ma’am-ed you!” Tony picks at his daughter as he walked up behind her reaching past her shoulder to grab some bacon. Y/n rolled her eyes and smiled.

“He ma’am-ed me?”

“Yeah… he called you ma’am, that means you’re old.”

“Oh no! Y/n I didn’t mean it that way!” Peter frantically tries to correct himself.

Y/n just laughed. “I know what you meant Peter and thank you for being so respectful.” She gave her dad a side eye. “My dad’s just upset because he’s starting to get as old as Cap and Bucky over there.”

“Ha ha.” Tony mocked back at her, as he started making some coffee.

Once everyone was settled, y/n had sat next to me. Tony doesn’t even think twice about it, me and y/n have always been close. She has such a love for history and when we first met she would talk my ear off with questions about the war and growing up. In return I’d ask her about what’s going on in the world today. We’ve always complemented each other.

Everyone was off in their own conversations, so I took the chance to speak quietly to y/n.

“Good morning, doll.” I whispered, and placed my hand on her leg. She smiled sweetly and said good morning.

“Do you want rest of my bacon? It’s making me kind of sick.”

“I thought you loved bacon.”

“I do, but this morning it’s making me nauseous.”

“Well you look a little flush. Do you feel hot?”

“Kind of. I think I’m gonna go step outside.”

She stood up and silently made her way to the side door stepping out onto the porch looking over the pond. No one seemed to notice. Y/n had always had that way about her, not many people noticed her, she had always said she felt invisible. I don’t think it’s such a bad thing.

By that afternoon, y/n had only gotten worse. She spiked up a fever and had thrown up a few times. I’ve been in her room almost all day, the rest of the team has been out on a small mission. Peter was downstairs with his nose stuck in his homework. Y/n was laid on her side, with the covers tucked under arm, her face smushed halfway in the pillow. She was so tired, but she wanted me to tell her stories about my past, so I did. She would giggle and her hair would fall in her face whenever there was a funny part in the story.

“Well why didn’t you just walk away?” She laughed and took a deep breath in.

“I had to be there for Bucky, bastard, always getting me in trouble,” I said as I smiled at her.

Y/n alarm rang to remind her it was time to train with Peter. She started to pull the covers off her legs.

“Oh no ma’am, you’re resting today.” I stated getting up and grabbing her covers, gently pushing her back onto her pillow and tucking her back in.

“No cap, I feel better,” She protested.

“Good, that means all this resting is working.” I said playing along.

“But Peter really needs to be properly trained, incase any missions happen sometime soon.”

“I’ll train him today.”

“You don’t have to, Steve, I promise I feel %100 better.” She clearly did not feel %100 better. Her eyes were very close to shutting, her face was flushed and she still had a small fever. All in all, she was tired and needed to sleep.

“I love you,” I said as I opened the door.

I watched as she sank back into her pillow, she closed her eyes and mumbled, “I love you.”

In the kitchen, I saw Peter with his headphones in answering math problems. I walked past him and used the cord of his headphones to pull the bud out of his ear. He jerked his head up, and took his other earbud out to listen.

“Hey I’m sorry Peter, y/n is just really not feeling good, I think I’m going to take over your training today. Is that okay?”

“Of course captain, is y/n okay?” He asked, closing his text book.

“Yeah, I think she’s just exhausted,” I said “now go get changed, you got 5 minutes or you’re gonna do extra laps.”

Peter jumped up, abandoning his work and hurried to get changed.

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“Come on kid, you’ve worked enough today, let’s go back home.” I said gesturing back in the direction of the tower. We had just ended our post training run, and we were right in front of the gate.

“Um actually, Captain, is it okay if I come home later. Ned and I have to rebuild something he broke, like usual.” Peter laughed.

“No problem kid, just don’t forget this.” I tossed his phone at him. He thanked me and took off toward his bike that he had tied up at the gate.

I turned around and started walking back to the tower, my phone rang, it was Tony. I answered it with a “hello?”

“Hey Steve, what’s wrong y/n, Wanda told me she wasn’t feeling well.” Tony asked obviously worried about his daughter.

“I think she’s fine, maybe food poisoning or something like that. Cho said it could exhaustion, which would make sense, she’s been non stop working for the past few days.”

“Okay, thank you, we should be home soon.”

“Safe travels.”

And the call ended.

I got to the door and opened it. It’s always weird when the tower is empty, it just feels foreign. I‘m on my way to y/n’s room when I hear distance, quiet cries.

Is that y/n?

I knock lightly on her door and the cries stop, like she didn’t know I was here and didn’t want me to hear her.

“Y/n, baby? Can I come in?” I asked gently, not wanting to scare her.

“Su-re.” She chocked out. Her voice was shaky.

When I opened the door, she on the floor at the end of her bed shuttering. I felt pain in heart, watching her try to hold in her cries.

“Y/n, hey.” I walked over, and sat next to her. “ are you okay? Do you feel sick? Does anything hurt?” I wanted to make sure she wasn’t in any physical pain before anything else. She shook her head no.

Her cries faltered, she sniffed and wiped her eyes. She looked at me and started sobbing again. I took her in my arms, she buried her head against my neck and wrapped one of her arms under mine and around my shoulder. My heart was breaking.

Then she looked up at me, pulled away and walked into her bathroom. She came back with something in her hand, sat down on her knees in front of me. I was still leaning against the footboard of her bed.

Her face was full of despair and worry.

She handed me a stick, a pregnancy test as I soon realized. And it read positive, and I cried too.

Tony

I was very worried about y/n, call me paranoid but ever since she was young she never got sick like the other kids. And when she did it was serious.

As of now we were heading back to the Avengers tower. I called Cho to see what she had to say about y/n, and she basically told me the same thing Steve did. And since they were both no help at all, I decided to ask Karen.

“Hey Karen! Check on y/n.”

“Y/n’s fever is down.”

“Check her heart rate.”

“Both heart rates are normal.”

“Karen, does y/n have two hearts now?” I laughed, making a mental note to check out the software again, make sure Karen hasn’t gone rouge.

“Yes Tony, y/n’s and her baby’s.” A million thoughts just went through my mind. And none of them were good.

“Her baby’s?”

“Yes, y/n is 2 weeks along, in a very healthy pregna-“

“Karen call y/n!”

“Calling Miss y/n.”

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MASTERLIST

Do you think that when Steve Rogers sneezes, one of the Avengers goes up to him and whispers, “God Bless America” Then Steve fucking looks at them like this

You forgot about Loki. HOW DARE

Russo brothers: no the one who plays peter

Pratt: Yes?

Russo brothers: not you Chris

Hemsworth and Evans: did somebody say cHRiS?

This is FUCKN great

peter: hey mr. stark can i say fuck?

tony: only in the lab

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Beauty and the Beast

Word count: 1142 

Pairing: Platonic!Loki x Stark!Reader

Warnings: Swear words, kinda sad

Summary: Y/n Stark feels neglected by her dad, so Loki takes it into his own hands to fix it.

Y/n laid on the couch of the avengers’ library, she was curled into a small ball, a blanket was draped over her. Loki sat on a chair opposite of her, his nose in a book. He became alert when he heard her sniffle. Loki would never admit it but he saw himself in the young Stark.

“Everything alright?” He put the book down on the table beside him.

“No,” She wiped her eyes, “But I know you want to read and you don’t care about my problems so I am not going to yap your ear off with my sob story”.

Loki’s face softened and walked over to her. He sat beside her on the couch and ran his hand through her hair, “What’s wrong?”

Her eyes watered even more as she started, “You know moving here after my mom shipped me off, I thought that maybe my dad would be happy and we bond and all that cheesy shit. It was like that for a good week and then, Peter god damn Parker shows up and next thing I know, I’m tossed aside for the spider thing to take my place as his child. I know that him not knowing me for 16 years would be strange, but damn, I would think he would try to bond with me, but I ended up being the kid he adopted after he found me in a fucking Taco Bell parking lot”.

“I know what you mean,” Loki sighed, knowing what it felt like to be the unwanted child, “Your dad loves you, he just, doesn’t know how to show it”.

“He shows Parker all the love but fuck me right,” She started to sob.

Loki pulled her into his chest and tried to calm her. He ran his hands through her hair, he rubbed her back, he tried all he could. Nothing worked so he transported both of them to her room. He snapped his fingers and her favorite foods were on her nightstand.

“Friday, play Beauty and The Beast on Y/n’s Television please,” He planted himself on her bed and she laid her head on his shoulder. Her crying subsided as the Disney movie started playing. Loki felt her relax and he put his arm around her, pulling her closer.

Loki remembered the day that she moved into the tower, she looked so scared and awkward, but she warmed up to everyone, including Loki. They became friends and they spent days together enjoying each other’s company as they read. The tower felt more alive with her there, but then Peter showed up. Her seat at dinner wasn’t hers anymore, it was Peter’s. Her spot during movie night became Peter’s, and the place that her dad had for her in his heart, became Peter’s.

When the movie ended, she hugged Loki tight, “Thanks, a lot”.

“Our day isn’t finished,” He smirked at her, “We’re going to take a trip”.

“Where?”

“You’ll see. Close your eyes”.

She complied and then the air suddenly changed. A light breeze was felt on her face and she opened her eyes.

“Wow,” she smiled and looked around.

“Welcome to Asgard lady Y/n,” Loki spoke up from behind her, “I thought that you would like to see the gardens”.

Her eyes brightened and she shook her head enthusiastically. Loki held out his arm, she took it and they walked throughout the gardens.

They spent a little over an hour just wandering and talking. Before they left Y/n stopped Loki.

“I really needed this Loki,” She smiled, “Thank you”.

“I am here for you anytime you need Y/n,” He smiled back, “The gardens are always open to you. Let’s go home”.

They walked back into Y/n room and she crawled into bed, worn out.

“Good nig-”

“Loki,” she looked up at him, “Can you stay until I fall asleep? Read to me?”

He snapped his finger and his favorite chair and the book he had been reading appeared in his hand as he sat down and started reading.

“ ‘Eat then, Beauty,’ said the monster, ‘and endeavor to amuse yourself in your palace, for everything here is yours, and I should be very uneasy if you were not happy.’

‘You are very obliging,’ answered Beauty, ‘I own I am pleased with your kindness, and when I consider that, your deformity scarce appears.’

‘Yes, yes,’ said the Beast, ‘my heart is good, but still, I am a monster.’

‘Among mankind,’ says Beauty, ‘there are many that deserve that name more than you, and I prefer you, just as you are, to those, who, under a human form, hide a treacherous, corrupt, and ungrateful heart.’

‘If I had sense enough,’ replied the Beast, ‘I would make a fine complement to thank you, but I am so dull, that I can only say, I am greatly obliged to you.’ “.

Y/n fell asleep listening to Loki’s voice. It was nearly midnight when he finished,

“Immediately the fairy gave a stroke with her wand, and in a moment all that were in the hall were transported into the prince’s dominions. His subjects received him with joy. He married Beauty, and lived with her many years, and their happiness — as it was founded on virtue — was complete”.

Loki closed the book and set it on the chair, leaving both in her room, he headed for his own.

The moment he stepped outside he was met with the solid body of his brother.

“Brother!” Thor laughed, stepping back, unveiling a not-to-happy Tony Stark, “I never knew that you cared so much for Lady Stark!”

“It’s Y/n, not Lady Stark,” Loki shot Tony a sharp look, “If only her father paid attention to her”.

“What are you getting at greasy asshole?” Tony took a step forward.

“If you weren’t so far up the spider-kid’s ass, maybe you would see that your own blood feels left out,” Loki narrowed his eyes at Tony, “She told me, and I quote, ‘ I ended up being the kid he adopted after he found me in a fucking Taco Bell parking lot.’ She feels like you don’t love her so I had to step in as the father figure”.

Tony’s faced dropped.

“Do you even know anything about her,” Loki threw his hands up, “She is a bright and very sweet girl and you can’t spare to be one minute away from your second child to learn anything about her. You made her cry, a father is supposed to protect his daughter from the ones who make her cry, not be the one who makes her cry”.

Loki scoffed and walked away to his room. When he got there he had a text message from Y/n.

‘Thank you again, Loki. You truly are a great person, no matter what anyone says.’

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Chapter Three: Smart and Nice

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“Hey, guys, how was your night?” May asked Ned and Peter as they strolled into the kitchen the next morning. She sipped her coffee while flipping through the day’s newspaper. 

Peter looked down at his shoes, smiling at the night’s events. “It was, you know, pretty normal,” he answered, pulling on a sweater. He quickly packed Caden’s Spider-Man sweatshirt carefully into his bag before May could ask any questions.

“Yeah, we didn’t do much. It’s not like we were out stopping robbers or anything,” Ned commented which earned him a look from Peter as they sat down to eat breakfast. 

May brought the boys over pancakes, smiling at them. “Well, I sure hope not. That’s pretty dangerous, don’t you think? Now, eat up.”

They obliged, eating the chocolate chip pancakes hungrily. Peter took a drink of his chocolate milk, smiling at his aunt. “So, how was date night?” he asked, smirking a bit. 

Ned chuckled, looking at Peter’s aunt expectantly. May rolled her eyes at the two, smiling despite the stares. “We both had a nice time,” she checked her watch absentmindedly. “No more questions, you two. Peter, I’ll see you when I get home from work, alright?”

Peter nodded, smiling up at his aunt. She pulled on her jacket and kissed the top of his head. “Bye, boys!” she called out, waving to them. 

“Breakfast was delicious!” Ned replied loudly before she shut the door behind her. He chuckled, nudging Peter with his elbow. “So, May was home late last night…” he said, giving Peter a smirk. 

Peter scrunched his nose, sighing at Ned. “Dude, I really don’t want to think about my aunt’s sex life, thank you very much.”

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I just love being Loki’s pet

Mine : Ch. 1 (loki x reader)

Pairings: Loki x Reader

Warnings: Dom!Loki, Sub!Reader, Possessiveness, Abuse (in the beginning), Adequate Writing

Wordcount: 2,591

Chapter Summary: Loki decides to crash a gala in the palace of England to show his dominance and put your people in “their place.” After meeting you, a feisty young princess, he says he will leave your people be if he can take you as prisoner. Will you abide to save your family and your people? 

Your parents were the King and Queen of England. You, their beloved daughter, and Theo, your older brother, were always happy in the palace. Tonight was the gala. Girls from around the world came to meet Prince Theo, the next in line, and possibly become the next Queen. You listened as the orchestra played wonderfully. Everything felt perfect. If only you had known, chaos would ensue about two hours later.

You wore a beautiful emerald green dress, long and flowing with elegance. Your entrance would be announced after your parents’ and before Theo’s. Theo was the one they all came for. Many men and boys also came for your presence, but you knew tonight’s main focus would be on Theo. Or so you thought.

Theo, being the first born to the L/N family, would take the throne after your parents’ passing. You, however, were the second child and therefore did not get to rule, which you didn’t mind. You didn’t like the thought of being responsible for an entire country. Theo had dated a few girls in the past, when he was 16 and 18. Now at 21, your parents were adamant that he should be ready to settle down within the next few years. You had talked to him once or twice, and you knew he was nervous about tonight. All the girls from around the world had paid their way here, and already had money, but it seemed that they weren’t as genuine as other girls that he had met who didn’t know his status.

You smiled as you entered after your parents, your dress trailing behind you. The contract of the navy blue carpet and your dress was beautiful, and you watched as a few photographers snapped pictures of you as you walked down the stairs.

Lastly was your brother, Theodore, walking down the stairs. He was dressed in a plain black tux, with a striped tie, his hair looking marvelous, slicked back as usual. You had several pictures taken of you with your family, then you decided to wander and find something to entertain you. You found yourself wandering the floor, winding up at the bar so you could eat a few snacks, before it was dinner time. Henry, a bartender, gave you some fresh fruit and vegetables to snack on, and before you knew it, it was time to eat.

You met everyone in the dining hall, your mom and dad asking Theo if his mingling was going alright. You knew he struggled a bit with these kinds of things. The dining hall table had been replaced with many smaller round ones, fitting more people, many of them young women.

Suddenly, you felt the ground shake violently. Earthquake? You thought to yourself, before quickly shaking off the thought. Couldn’t be. Then, glass broke from one of the doors in the entranceway. You gasped, and your personal security guard quickly grabbed your arm, dragging you to the hall closet before pulling you inside. Oh my gosh. You thought, letting out a small whimper. Within a few seconds, Theodore was thrown in with you, and you breathed out a sigh of relief, knowing your brother was by your side and alright. “Mom and dad are okay. Peter took them to another room. Apparently, there’s been a break in.” He explained, and your brows furrowed.

“How? The gates are closed, aren’t they?” You questioned, and he nodded, hesitantly.

“They’re supposed to be. But maybe someone knew the code, somehow.” He explained, making shivers run down your spine. The head of security made sure to change the code whenever someone left the team, and it was suspicious that an 8 digit code could be guessed at such an inconvenient time. Such an important time as this.

“I am Loki, of Asgard. And I am burdened with glorious purpose.” A man spoke from outside the closet, in the direction of the dining hall. “Where are your precious King and Queen?” He asked, and you shook with fright. No. Not your parents. You hoped with all your heart that they were okay. They were fighters, after all. You hoped in your mind that this was all a sick and twisted dream. In fact, before this, the only Loki you had heard of was from Norse mythology, and was in fact, fiction. None of this could be reality, could it? You pinched yourself, with no satisfaction of waking up.

“Y/N, are you alright?” Your brother Theo asked from the other side of the closet. You nodded.

“What’s going on out there?” You asked, your heart skipping beats left and right. This was the scariest thing you had ever been through, that was for sure.

“Where are they!” The man screamed from outside, and you shuttered with fear. “Tell me!” Was his next order.

Suddenly you heard screaming and yelling. You recognized the scream from your mom, and the yells of opposition from your father.

“No no no no no,” you whimpered out, slightly too loud, and Theo covered your mouth with his hand.

From outside, you heard more dominant words coming from the man. “You all will kneel to me now, not your precious King and Queen. I am the ruler of you now, and forever.” He spoke angrily, and you knew you had to do something. Breaking away from your brother’s grasp, you opened the door and ran into the dining hall.

“Don’t touch them!” You screamed, watching as your parents were also on their knees, begging for mercy from the man in front of them.

The man you knew as Loki stood in front of all the people at the gala, all of which were on their knees, your parents in front of them all, men holding their hands behind their backs so they couldn’t move in the slightest.

“Well well well, who do we have here?” The man waltzed over to you with dominance. “What’s your name, little one?” He stroked your cheek with one hand, and held a golden, glowing scepter in the other. You kept your mouth closed, not answering him, in hopes that somehow you could wake up from this nightmare.

“If I tell you, will you leave my parents and my people alone? We are not to kneel, we are a strong nation, and will not be overcome by your foolishness.” You spoke, coming close to gritting your teeth, as there was murmurs and whispering amongst the crowd. You hoped he wasn’t paying much attention to them.

“Feisty little one, aren’t we?” He spoke, pulling you into a different room, you noticed security guards no longer blocking the doors. They must be among the crowd, forced to kneel like everyone else. “Who are you?” He forced you against the nearest wall, and you felt your airway tighten, not being able to get air through thanks to his forcefulness.

“I’m Y/N L/N.” You choked out, and he finally let you go, as your feet landed back on the floor, you almost fell down due to your heels.

“Princess?” He asked, not knowing whether or not you were of royal blood.

“Yes, sir.” You nodded, hesitantly. You saw a smirk and a glimmer in his eyes appear on his face, and your heart skipped a beat.

“In order for me to leave your family and your people alone, I’m going to need something in return.” He spoke, and you nodded.

“If money’s what you want, that’s what you’ll get, anything, just don’t do this to my people.”

“Isn’t this their rightful place? To kneel before someone like me, to submit to someone like me, let me rule before them?” He almost scowled at you for your sentiment.

“Maybe they’re meant to be ruled, but I’ll be damned if it’s like this.” You growled, snapping at him.

“You better watch that pretty little mouth of yours, Y/N L/N. You’re mine now.” He smirked, trailing the tip of his septor on your face, then poking the tip of your nose with it. You rolled your eyes at his slightly manic behavior.

Loki instantly brought a smack to your cheek, and although it burned, you pretended as if it didn’t. You had to make him believe you were stronger than this. He then brought his hand to the small of your back, and lead you back into the dining hall. “Your precious Y/N has become your savior!” He announced, quite violently, you might add. “She has agreed, to save your people from my rule, to become mine. She is my prisoner. There is nothing you can do to get her back.” He seemed like he was growling by the end of it, and there was nothing you could do to calm him.

“Y/N, you don’t have to do this.” You heard your mother call from the crowd. Walking up to her for the very last time, you bent down and placed a kiss on her forehead, then one on your father’s.

“This is for the good of our people,” you spoke with reassurance. “We will be okay.” You headed back to Loki’s side a moment later, and he watched as your parents cried for your departure. To him, it meant nothing. Loki saw humans as weak, not just because of physique, but mainly because of their sentiment and compassionate nature that lead them to lose many battles.

You were the opposite. You believed that sentiment and compassionate was the way to go, that it created peace and helped people prosper. By becoming ‘Loki’s,’ you thought, you could save your family and people from the rule of a horrible man. Or, as you would learn mere hours later, god. 

Loki, using his scepter -or so you thought- teleported both you and himself to somewhere very unknown to you. You listened as people gasped around you, the immense power that came from his dark presence immediately dissolving and lightening the depressing, unnerving mood. For them, at least. 

For you, the torture continued, as he held onto your gorgeous figure for a moment, as if making sure you were still with him. You were, unfortunately for you. You immediately thought of Theo, and hoped that somehow, he’d meet a wonderful girl, even though you weren’t sure how the night would end for everyone there. 

“Green’s a wonderful color on you, little one. Did you know I was coming?” You heard Loki ask. You shook your head in slight fear, and you heard a chuckle come from his beautiful lips. You looked around the foyer, realizing that the main color palette in the house was black, gold and of course, green. “Scared, kitten?” He asked. You shook your head again, and yet another chuckle came from his lips. You could tell he knew of your fright. What else were you supposed to feel in this moment? Happiness? Relief? Definitely not. “Not up for talking, I guess.” He shrugged with a subtle smirk plastered on his face. You stayed silent, yet again. “Let’s bring you to your room, little one.” You watched as a pair of golden handcuffs clasped over your wrists, and you almost cried out from the tightness, but you wouldn’t give Loki that satisfaction. 

As you walked upstairs, following him, with guards behind you, making sure you wouldn’t pull anything. Your room was right next to Loki’s, and though beautiful, you knew in your heart that you were still a prisoner, never a friend to this horrific man. The bedroom wasn’t too bad, for a prisoner, anyway. The walls were a dark emerald green, the bedspread was white with dark emerald colored accents, with black, green, and white pillows lined up neatly at the head of the bed. There was a gold legged side table with a succulent topping it. 

“Let’s get you out of these clothes, shall we? I’ll go through some of our rules while we do.” Loki spoke, and your eyes widened. Hopefully he didn’t mean that you’d be undressing in front of him. Unfortunately for you, that’s exactly what he had in mind. Although, he did love you in the glorious ball gown you wore, that seemed to hug your body in all of the right places. But, he wanted to see you in all of your mortal glory. Even if that wasn’t what you wanted. You looked at the door longingly, hoping that he would soon leave. “I’m not going to leave, my pet.” He spoke, as if reading your mind. 

“You can’t make me.” You said without thinking. Yes, he could. Loki had complete and utter control over you, and as long as you wanted to keep your people and family safe, you were his. Completely. A smirk appeared on his face as the sassy look fell from yours. 

“Yes, I can.” 

“Yes, you can.” You spoke, sighing. “I apologize.” 

“Good girl. Now, let’s get that thing off of you.” You turned around at his command, and he found a corset lace-up backing, which he immediately began on. Subconsciously, you hoped he wouldn’t be disappointed with your body. He traced his fingers over the subtle moles on your back, as if intrigued by them. Asgardians were usually completely unmarked, unless given a scar from fighting. But your little ‘flaws’ intrigued him thoroughly. As he unlaced the backing, your sleeves began to fall off of your arms, giving him more and more of your body to look at. You pulled your arms out once had unlocked the cuffs, and the dress began to slip down even further. “Rule number one,” he spoke, dominantly. “Never defy me, or there will be punishments in store for you, little one.” You nodded hesitantly.

You shuddered, realizing that your breasts were now revealed to him, and the cold air hit your back. “Rule number two, you’re mine. Utterly and completely. You are not to talk to any men in this house, except for me.” He told you, and you nodded, even though that rule seemed absolutely bogus to you. Loki stepped in front of you, helping you out of the dress, marveling at your breasts while he was at it. You now stood just in your underwear and silver heels, which you could hear him silently scoff at. What did he have against silver? He admired your body in awe, and you suddenly became self conscious, trying to cover your body as much as you could. “Rule number three, never hide your body from me, sweetness.” Your hands shook as you removed them from your breasts. and part of your stomach. “Good girl.” 

“Rule number four, you will only refer to me as master or sir.” You rolled your eyes, which you soon realized was a mistake. You felt your head held by his large hand, grasping at your throat. 

“I- I’m s-so-rry.” You spat out, as much as you could. His grip on your throat loosened, and you sighed in relief as you could breathe again. Finally. 

“You should be. If you’re a good girl this week, I may even let you sleep in my bed. But for now, we have to make sure you’re not going to pull anything, little one. Understood?”

You nodded. “Yes sir.” 

He smiled in satisfaction, dressing you in an emerald green baby-doll, removing your heels, which he left in the room, but your panties, he tucked into his suit pocket. You tried not to leave a judgmental look on your face as he did. He replaced the gold handcuffs, tucking you in, leaving you wondering how you were going to get out of this mess. 

Chapter Two: Observing

A/N: feel free to reblog, like, or leave some comments because they all make my day, enjoy! 

Michelle Jones was always observant of Peter Parker way before they became friends. She noticed when he ditched stereotypical girl colors and started wearing more androgynous or masculine clothing and the colors associated with that look.

MJ, as she preferred to be called, became Ned and Peter’s friend more through force than usual ways of becoming friends. She knew it wasn’t normal, because she knew that she wasn’t normal by society’s standards. And, she liked it that way. She embraced her weirdness.

She sat herself down abruptly at prepubescent Ned and Peter’s lunch table with a book in hand, and the arrangement stuck. None of them questioned it, and throughout the rest of middle school and the years of high school, they all remained sitting together. 

Being naturally observant, MJ immediately accepted Peter’s wishes to be known as Peter in the seventh grade and on. He was quite surprised at this, but she assured him by the end of their awkward conversations that she would call him Peter and use him/he pronouns from that point on.

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Chapter One: Sweatshirt

A/N: Hey! Welcome to my third publication of my trans Peter Parker fanfic Rollercoaster. I’ve already published this on wattpad and ao3 Burbank I thought the tag deserved to have a long lasting fic on there for anyone’s wanting to read about all the gays. I hope you enjoy! (words: 2,288)

Caden Young was the first guy to have Peter Parker’s full attention. Caden was a grade above Peter, and the boys were in most of the same classes. He was good-hearted and had a good head on his shoulders. He was responsible, smart, witty at times, and gave Peter a run for his money in the fact that they both were at the top of their shared classes. 

They were both in advanced classes. Peter, being highly intelligent, was enrolled in classes usually taken by students in junior year while Caden was a junior but felt unchallenged in the regular classes and was moved to advanced placement. They never really talked, but that didn’t stop Peter from having feelings towards him. 

Caden was the first guy Peter had really liked since coming out as trans a year earlier, and not just the thinking someone’s cute kind of like either. He had an intense feeling towards the older boy, and Peter found that kind of terrifying. 

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AHHHHHHHHHHH IM STILL CRYING OVER THIS

I’m rewatching the new VLD season and doodling along. That scene…that broken “Keith”….ahhh. (That entire season. Oh my god.)

Ahhh this is so cute

i love you

/ no reposting please

This drawing is amazing and the answer is so good

shout out to @stellalights for making me want to do THIS at 5 AM IN THE MORNING I have yet to sleep and now I have work :) Anyways, this was the most breathtaking shot of the season. I love keith, but this season made me love him 10x more.  This song honestly defined the season for me. 

hey uhhhh

raise your hand if you feel emotionally drained from season 6

Keith is a pretty pretty princess

Princess Keith has come to save the day! 

Please let Keith be in the DnD episode…

Here is my other Princess Keith stuff <3

Yes

I heard about Princess Keith and the “DnD” episode and I had to drop everything to do this..

This also like an apology for all the angst I’ve been throwing out. 

This is really cute

At long last I’m excited to share my comic ‘Tinder’! I had so much fun on this project and it got me really excited to write more stories! I sincerely hope you enjoyed the comic and have a great day! <3

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This is great

AU in which Bill targeted Stan instead of Ford and it worked out great.

Thanks to @korino21 for being full of great ideas

I can’t argue with that but it was pretty good

In the end, Lotor’s hair got the most screen time

What do you mean this wasn’t how this episode went

It’s been an emotional week. I wanted to share this encounter I had with a very hateful man on the Pittsburgh bus because it reminds me that there are brave people in this world. Let’s all do everything we can to stand up for each other.

“If no one else out there ever said it before, know that I believe in you and I am proud of you.”

list of things that fuckin’ terrify me:

rejection

abandonment

disappointing others

I would like to join this religion

shiro and matt calling each other by their actual names is my new religion

This would be so cool but I know if I played this it would end with me in the corner trying not to panic and failing