TheRedGarnet

   "Loki, I have had much patience with you, but now it is gone. Your insistence on not marrying is unacceptable, so I will give you two weeks to find a suitable wife. You need not love her- you just have to get along with her, and we all know that is going to be the hardest thing for you."    Prince Loki of Asgard was infuriated, but before he could even object the All-father held up his hand to silence him.    "Go now. You have two weeks." At this Loki turned on his heel and stormed from the great throne room, throwing open the doors and shoving aside guards, his green cape furiously flapping behind him. Inside his chambers he through hi

Several years passed, you and Loki alternated time between Earth and Asgard. Whenever the two of you were on Asgard, you would spend a few hours in the library, idly scanning among the many books. You and Loki had given up on the dream of you living as long as he and chose to make sure you would enjoy the most out of your short years with him instead. On one summer day, Loki was off overseeing the reconstruction of the town the two of you had first visited on your honeymoon, so many years prior. You opted to stay behind and read in the library. You sat at Loki’s favorite desk, in the corner where he had once been kidnapped, munching a

You were never really sure where you came from, but what mattered more was where you were going. That was the life of a SHIELD agent. You didn’t remember your childhood. Literally. It was like someone cut out the beginning film strip of a movie, and you were left to wonder what was going on since you turned seven. The SHIELD agents told you that you had come from an orphanage in a secret village that they had originally assumed was a Hydra hideout. They soon discovered that it was a more convoluted scheme than that. In one village house, they found entries, logs, and maps from nine places throughout time and space. They’d only be

     [Y/n] curled onto her side and draped an arm over his waist, contented and thoroughly exhausted.  Loki smiled to himself.  The hour was incredibly late.  Or early, depending on how one looked at it.  They’d spent the night scaling the heights of ecstasy- the likes of which he’d never experienced before.  Still smiling, he wrapped one arm around her and sighed.     Perfect.     Every moment of today had embodied the essence of the word.  Far beyond any of his wildest dreams.  Loki relished the knowledge that his bride felt the same.  He’d wanted so much for this night to be perfect for her.  To be the one she deserved

"Ugh, it's so hot out..." you muttered bitterly. "Come on (Y/N), don't be a drag!" Kasumi smiled enjoying the warmth of the sun. You were at San Diego on the beach with your three friends (one who was your sister) Kasumi, Paige and Giselle. You were all taking a break from life and decided to go to San Diego for warmth and sunshine. You were all dropped off at the airport and after a long ride from Chicago you made it. However you were forced to come and be on the beach to have some fun. "Just think of this as a biiiig slumber party!" your sister Paige cheered. "I don't think our dad would approve of all the boys though..." you pointed o

Your patience was running thin. You gave the door another hard knocking, yet he wouldn't come out. Loki locked himself in his room. You detested how stubborn he could be. "Loki, open up. Everyone is ready except you." "I do not wish to take part in this Midgardian custom," he said arguably. "Suck it up," you spat through gritted teeth. "I am not familiar with that phrase." "It means stop being so goddamn arrogant and come out!" "You cannot damn a God, mortal." You furiously tried turning the knob, but of course it wouldn't budge. Loki probably locked it further with his magic. You refused to beg. That would be desperation. Loki didn't

~~~~ TWO YEARS LATER~~~~ [NYC near STARK Tower—Christmas Eve] The snow flew around you and you could see your breath as you walk the city streets. You walked until you reached the tower, for only ever being here once before you remembered where it was. That and the fact it’s obvious with the Tony’s name on the side of the building. You had hacked your way across the world and knew everyone was spending Christmas here. You had read the countless emails that a change of scenery would be good for everyone. You were nervous, two long years had gone by, two years of being dead…well a ghost really. But this was the first