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[Loki/Hacker!Reader] Mister E"Are you really going through with this?" the muffled voice asked. You laughed to yourself.
"Well, of course. I haven't gone around chasing down other fixers and getting information for nothing."
"I'm not worried that you're not capable, it's just that... Well, it's S.H.I.E.L.D! It's one of the most secret, technologically advanced agencies on earth," the voice on the other line says.
"Are you just going to give me useless information I already know, or did you call for a reason?" you roll your eyes, though they can't see it.
"No! No. I'm sorry, I'm just...worried."
"Worried...That I'm not capable?"
"I told you! It's not that! I just don't want you to get caught, or anything."
"So," you get up from your chair where you sat, "You're not worried that I'm not capable...But you're worried that I'm not capable." You open your fridge and pour yourself something to drink, an attempt to calm your nerves. Sure, it was possible to hack S.H.I.E.L.D, but it was also nerve wracking.
[Loki/Reader] Brains over BrawnThe festivities had begun a few hours ago. Everyone - including Loki - was there.
The raven-haired prince had only come for one reason.
He wasn't one for socializing, and you knew this, but you insisted on going. After much begging and pleading, he gave in, agreeing to go.
It was your first public appearance with him. Of course, you had appeared as friends, but this was different. This was the first time you appeared as a couple.
Your relationship had been established for almost a month now, but you really didn't tell anyone. It wasn't that you didn't want to, you just didn't. No one asked about your and the prince's mysterious disappearances that coincidentally always happened at the same time.
It was your little not-so-secret.
And so here you sat, on Loki's lap in the corner of the room, him whispering things into your ear that made you blush.
Little did you know, that from a distance, the other prince, God of Lightning, Thor, was watching.
Getting up, he approache
[Loki/Reader] Now They Know "C'mon! Be social! It won't kill you!" you fake punched Loki in the arm. You stood outside the place you were supposed to meet the Avengers and their dates.
"No, but they might," Loki sighed, shoving his hands into the pockets of his hoodie. He looked quite good, you had decided. You were pretty sure that no one else could pull off a hoodie on a summer night better than Loki, and damn, did he look sexy.
"I can keep myself cool, stop worrying!" he had said.
You walked into the bar, the marks on your neck showing, as Loki refused to let you cover them.
Steve saw you first, and waved you over.
"You see? Nothing to worry about. Tony's with Pepper and Thor's brought Jane," you nudged Loki as you walked.
"Yes, but Red-White-and-Muscle over there eyes you up from time to time, don't forget," he replies.
"Who, Steve? Nah, not my type. I prefer -" you stop walking, Loki turning to face you, "- Tall, skinny, and mischievous," you run a hand down his chest with a devilish smile.
[Loki/Reader] Now They Know"Loki," you call out into the room. You weren't quite sure where your mischievous lover was.
"Yes, love?" His voice came from behind you, which startled you as you were sure he wasn't in the room. You turn around to face him, and he wraps his arms around you.
"I just wanted to tell you that I'm going out. I thought you'd like to come with?" His soft expression faded quickly, but returned shortly after.
"I'd rather not, if it's alright with you." You tried to hide your frown, but failed.
"But I could come if you wanted. It's not that I don't want to, it's just-" he tried to continue but you cut him off.
"No, no, it's alright. I'll be back later, I guess," you say solemnly. He kisses you in an attempt to make up for it.
"I love you," he mumbles.
"I love you, too," you whisper back. You turn towards the other way and walk towards the door, but Loki appears, blocking your path.
"C'mon, Loki, I'm gonna be late!" you pout.
"Who are you meeting?" he asks, suspicious.
"Just... A few of the guy
[Tenth Doctor/Reader] What Have I Done? [10/FINAL]It's now been twelve days. All hope is lost, and I've been thinking non-stop about ways to escape. The Master doesn't bother me as often, I think I scared him off. Or perhaps he's given up on me; he probably thinks I'm nuts.
I've come to notice that with each passing day, I've gotten stronger. Though I refuse to eat, my body seems to build strength. Is this an effect of being a Time Lord? Perhaps I could overpower the Master... Then again, if it is just a perk, than I stand no chance.
Is it worth a try, at least?
What if the Master kills me in the process?
I kick the wall out of frustration, leaving a small mark in the process. The inevitable rage that I had been hiding away since I got here finally builds up again.
I have to.
Walking up to the door, I call out.
"Why don't you visit me anymore?"
"I have no need to."
"It's driving me crazy. I need to talk to someone. Please, just one visit?" I ask, sounding gloomier than I intended.
"I'm not stupid,
[Tenth Doctor/Reader] What Have I Done? It's been three days since my kidnapping.
Every day I lose more hope, and at this point I'm only clinging onto the final strings I have left. The Master visits me frequently. He tries to get me to talk, to give him information.
I refuse, of course. I ignore him, spending most of my time laying on the bed facing the wall in an attempt to show my hatred.
A knock on the door followed by it opening told me that I had a visitor. I sighed softly, too tired to say anything snarky.
"Good afternoon," he said. I didn't respond.
"I brought you dinner." As tempting as it sounded, I didn't budge. I rarely ate, and when I did, it was when he left.
"Ready to talk?" he asks, sitting on the edge of the bed. I moved away, sitting instead on the chair.
"Come on, don't be like this! What else can I do? I give you a room and food and I even visit you for the sake of your sanity!" he pleaded.
"He'll come for me," I say, my voice hoarse, as I hadn't spoken much in the time I've been here.
"It's been a while,
[Tenth Doctor/Reader] What Have I Done? "Doctor," I repeat, "What was that noise?" He continued walking forward, significantly slower than before.
"An old...friend," he says hesitantly.
"So...Someone who wants to kill you and or the entire human race?" I respond.
"What gives you that idea?"
"You hesitated. And the whole 'Stay close' thing." He nodded slightly, but didn't say anything after.
We continued walking, finally reaching the end of the one-way road.
On the ground, sat a cross-legged man, his face covered by the hood of his black sweatshirt.
"Hello, Doctor. I see you've found a...permanent companion?" he slowly looked up as he spoke, revealing the crazed grin he was hiding.
"And what if I have?" the Doctor responded, acting as a shield as he pushed be behind himself. The man smiled rather than grinned now.
"Then that's one more thing I can torture you with."
Neither of us saw the crazy spark in his eye until it was too late. He sprung up and slammed himself against the Doctor, sending him stumbling backwards over me.
[Loki/Reader] I Shall Wither Away "...everyone but yourself."
The Queen? You drew a sharp breath, you were in no shape to meet royalty.
Well, royalty other than your prince that awaited you.
You slowly approached the all-too-familiar cell. You were quite surprised to see that contrary to what you had heard, only Loki stood in the room.
"Was that the Queen that I heard?" you surprise him. He turns to acknowledge your question, but does not answer.
"You're late today."
"I overslept," you say, though it wasn't the truth.
"Don't lie to me. I can see it in your eyes, you didn't sleep at all... What kept you up?" he asks, though his tone made it seem as if he was asking himself.
You sat in your usual spot, on the side of the cell. You felt safer there, rather than in front of it but you weren't quite sure why. Loki, of course, mirrored your actions.
"Come on, what's keeping you from sleeping?" he repeats. You turn your head towards him, sleep-deprived eyes meeting his.
"I can't take it," you finally whis
[Loki/Reader] I Shall Wither Away"How long will they imprison you?" you ask, your voice quiet as if you were afraid to ask - and you were.
Loki turned and stared at his feet, not responding.
You walked towards him, asking again.
"How long until I see you again?" you repeat.
"You won't." His voice is almost as quiet as yours. "I am to waste away in the dungeons. I won't be leaving."
You nod, as you didn't know what else to do.
"So this is it? The last time I'll see you?"
"Well, you may be able to visit me, but you won't be sitting in the dungeons all day, surrounded by criminals," he replies.
"Why not?" It was unlike him to assume such things of you.
"Because I won't allow it," he finally looks up at you with tear-filled eyes.
"I'm not just...abandoning you," your voice raises.
"I will not have you spend your life in the dungeons. Not while you don't have to."
"It is my decision, Loki, my life. I will do with it what I please. And if that means sitting in the dungeon day and night with you, so be it."
He sighs and shak
Teenage TaoismGiving birth is the closest I’d ever felt to dying.
Before that, my near death experiences had consisted only of my silent announcement of pregnancy—silent, being that my social media accounts were all deleted almost simultaneously and I never returned to school in the fall, saying without really saying that I had caught the malicious disease of “teenage pregnancy”. I’m sure the whisper spread in the hallways like the Bubonic Plague. That September, sitting at home on what would have been the first day of my senior year, I imagined friends I’d never talk to again saying “she was only seventeen, and so full of life!” at my absence in the cafeteria tables, as if they were attending my funeral instead of talking about me behind my back.
"Full of life," I had snorted then, folding a never ending stream of what had once been my own baby clothes. "Literally."
I walked around like a zombie for the months of my pregnancy, deciding t
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