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It was a party. Of course it was. The thing you hated most that the avengers had made you go to. Your adoptive dad, Tony Stark was the only one who seemed against it. It was also in Germany, of all places. One of the few languages that you had not yet learned. You were wearing a basic black suit, but had some nice jewelry on. There were a couple bracelets, necklaces and you were wearing 7 earrings, a septum ring, an eyebrow stud and snakebite studs. You knew it wasn’t a good idea to wear an outfit like that at a party were being pansexual and transmasc might not be very socially accepted wasn’t the best idea, but everyone had stayed away from you so far.
Finally, Natasha Romanoff talked to you through your earpiece. “Y/N are you ready? We believe Loki is coming down the stairs soon. Please stop him from hurting people.”
Your answer was quick and quiet, as no one else at the party knew what was about to happen. “Fucking finally, I can leave this stupid party and do something interesting.” You heard her laugh.
You started walking towards the stars and noticed him at the top of the stairs. FUCK He’s hot. You thought, continuing to walk towards the bottom of the stairs. He was holding an object, a septor. Once you reached the bottom of the stairs he saw you get into a fighting stance, so he teleported in front of you and reached out with the septor.
“Uh-uh. You don’t get to play around with me,” You say, toying with him, “You see I’m stronger than you.” You then released a small amount of fire, burning the tip of the septor. His eyes changed colour to green for a second, then back to blue. Huh, weird.
“You stupid Mortal,” He spat, Ewwwwww now I have his spit on my shoes. “I am going to take your freedom and make you kneel for me.”
“I don’t kneel, except sometimes recreationally,” You smirked, toying with him was too easy. “By the way I’m not mortal, I am the god of the sun, a being with a hundred times the power as you. I am not going to enjoy beating you though, wish I could beat you in another way.” His expression was filled with anger, this was the most fun you’d had in a long time.
You’d just noticed that everyone else had run outside, looking back you probably should have guessed that would happen, but it did ruin your plans to publicly fight him. It was always funner to make the fascists scared of you. Then there was a flash of green light and Loki had disappeared. Fuck! This is the only reason I lose fights, cuz I’m stupid. You ran outside hoping he was still there. Luckily he was, but he was threatening on of the the only guys that had looked at you kindly, instead of murderously.
Steve Rogers came to protect him, so you didn’t have to help. Instead, you went straight towards Loki with fire coursing through your veins. This’ll be great, right where all the fascists can see me. Then you felt something hit your back and you yelled out in pain. Fuck, there was an arrow in your back, probably courtesy of Clint Barton, who was your friend before being mind controlled.
“FUCKKKKKKKK! How did this even hit me?! I’m made of flames.” But Clint knew the material that could peirce the flames you were made of, Copper. Now Loki knew it too, you could see him smirking at you while you were leaning down, making sure not to fall onto your knees.
“You dumbass Y/N. You can literally sense anything around you that has heat to it, how did you get hit.” Nat was already making fun of me for it, greaaaat.
“It was stupid copper, Loki already knows my only weakness from Clint. Hopefully he hasn’t got it stocked up.” You should’ve seen it coming, known he would know your weakness.
You looked around once you ripped out the arrow, your flames could heal your body in seconds usually, but the copper currently in your blood was affected your powers but you would be able to stop bleeding in a couple minutes. You hoped you didn’t loose too much blood before then. You could see Steve and your dad fighting Loki, Nat was moving towards you to help you get into the helicopter. You saw them beat Loki, with him changing his clothes into less regal attire. Nat put you in the helicopter and tried to slow the bleeding.
“There’s no point it’ll stop soon. I can still heal to some level from a copper injury y’know.” You spoke to her as the rest of the team took Loki inside the helicopter, he was tied up. “You look so hot tied up.” You purred at him, the rest of the team laughing.
“I’m already tied up and in your possession, no need to add insult to injury.” Loki grumbled, his eyes flickered again to green, maybe it was something you should check out later, not infront of the team.
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You were in the sky, you hated it. Up so high with limited space to go. You needed more freedom then that. To make it worse, a storm had started. And then it got even worse, when a strange man flew into the helicopter and took Loki with him. You were too injured to chase him so you left it to Steve and your dad.
When you and Nat got to the carrier Steve, your dad, Loki and the random flying man were already there.
“Hey, flying guy, who are you? Also, I am much stronger than you most of the time so do not try to fight me. By the way I’m the god of the sun, Y/N Stark.” You knew you sounded egotistical, but it was the truth, maybe not in your current state though. The last name Stark wasn’t your real last name. In truth you never met your parents as your planet had been destroyed by your power when you were only days old.
“I am Thor Odinson, god of thunder. Loki is my brother. I have indeed heard of you, god of the sun. My father told me you were the only being capable of defeating him.” Thor was actually surprised that you really existed, you could tell by the look on his face. He was not very good at hiding his emotions.
Steve and your dad decided to take Loki to his cell and Nat went to go talk to Bruce. This would be a perfect time to ask about Loki’s eye colour, wouldn’t it.
“Hey Thor, what colour are Loki’s eyes?” You saw him contemplating the question, he seemed to trust you with such ease. Then again, you knew you could trust him just as easily.
“Loki’s eyes are green. Red when in his Frost Giant form.” Thor answered calmly, not even wondering about the reason behind you asking the question. You would tell him if he asked, but you didn’t want to bring up the theories without having too.
“Thanks,” You smiled, “I’m gonna clean my wound, see you later.”
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You didn’t even get a chance to talk to Loki in his cell. Next thing you know, your back to fighting. You luckily had enough time to heal, but didn’t get a chance to be anything else.
The battle of New York was a fairly easy fight, except when SHIELD launched the bomb. You were already in space destroying the ship. They had no reason to shoot it. Dumbasses, I have this handled. I then had to go down, grab the bomb, and send it up into the ship so it didn’t destroy my home. I then went back down and found that Bruce had defeated Loki.
Thor tied Loki up with Asgardian rope and you noticed that Clint was back. You hugged him and you both giggled together. You had always joked that you would be the first one to get kidnapped or mind controlled, but that bet was wrong.
Taking Loki, you all went to get Shawarma. The next day Thor and Loki went back to Asgard. You were going to miss Thor, he was like an elder brother to you from the day you’d known eachother. You might even miss how easy it was to annoy Loki. Especially since Thor was the only one who ever had a chance of coming back to Earth. And you had forgot to ask him about his eyes, which were pure green when he left.