CookieMeg

You walked into the kitchen at Stark Tower to see Thor standing by the fridge looking sad. "Are you Ok?" You asked, walking over to put the kettle on, "Umm," Thor sighed. You smiled slightly, Thor only ever sounded that forlorn when Loki was involved. "What's your brother done now?" You asked, "Nothing!" Thor cried, "That’s the problem," You frowned slightly as you reached for a mug, "How does that work?" "It's the anniversary of his birth tomorrow and he refuses to let me do anything for it," you raised your eyebrows. It was Loki's Birthday tomorrow? It seemed weird to think about Loki having a birthday even if it seemed obvious

You were sitting on the roof of Stark Tower. It was late on Christmas Eve and you were looking out at the stars, “You must be freezing out here,” Came a voice from behind you. You turned around to see Loki standing behind you clutching a mug of what smelt like tea, “I’m Ok,” You replied, “I wrapped up.” Loki hummed in reply as he sat down next to you, “So why are you up here?” he asked, you shrugged, “It’s tradition,” “How so?” “Well when we were children, every Christmas Eve, my sister and I used to sit outside and watch the sky to see if we could

You were lounging across the sofa at Stark Tower, contemplating going to wrap some Christmas presents when Tony burst into the room, "(Y/n)!" He cried happily, "Tony!" You cried, mimicking his tone, "I am throwing a fancy dress Christmas party and you’re invited," he announced, "Great," "You also have the delightful job of inviting our resident reindeer," "Why do I have to invite him? It's your party," "Because he likes you," Tony retorted, "so you can do that or you can help Thor with the cooking," "Right I'm going,” you announced, jumping out of your chair and heading towards Loki's room; you could think of nothing worse

Loki smiled softly to himself as he pulled his blanket further around himself. He had a rule that if it was still dark then he defiantly didn’t have to get up. It made for a good excuse as to why he didn’t turn up to meetings that happened at seven in the morning. Loki pulled the blanket over his head and closed his eyes, ready to go back to sleep when his door burst open and his room was filled with loud music, “So here it is merry Christmas, everybody’s having fun!” Loki peaked out from under the covers to see you standing in the doorway with a grin on your face. “Look to the future now, it’s onl

You walked into the kitchen at Stark Tower. It was the middle of the night and you were certain that everyone else was asleep. Even Tony seemed to have fallen asleep. You walked over to the fridge and pulled out a bottle if water. Instead of sleeping you'd been curled up under your duvet watching The Lord of the Rings and you'd slightly lost track of time. Still it was quite nice to be the only one awake. It was tranquil. After getting your drink you started heading back to your room however you got interrupted by Jarvis, "Miss (L/n)?" He said, "the prisoner is attempting to get out of his bonds, shall I alert the others?" "No hang on,"

You sat in the living room of Stark Tower with you laptop balanced on your lap. You were meant to be writing a paper for college but you'd hadn't written more than ten words in the last half an hour. Instead you gazing at the god of mischief in front of you while deep in thought. It was Halloween in two days, the time for scaring people and you had no idea how to scare Loki. You didn't know any of his fears (aside from the hulk but you weren't sure how that would work for a Halloween prank). "How are you doing Lady (Y/n)?" Thor cried as he walked into the room, “have you written you piece yet?” “Not yet,” You said,

You woke up with a yawn to see Loki sitting on your bedroom floor reading, “Hello?” you asked, sitting up, “Hello darling,” he replied, looking up from his book, “Did you sleep well?” “Fine,” you hissed, “Were you watching me sleep?” “What? No, I was reading,” Loki replied as he held up his book, it was thick and leather bound with enamel gold letters on the front in a language you couldn’t understand, “Yeah but you were sitting there while I was sleeping?” “Yeah…” “Why?” “Because I came to visit you but you we

It was a summer day at Stark Towers and you were bored, right now you were lying on your bed twiddling your wand between two fingers. The Avengers had gone out on a mission but you had been forced to stay behind as last time you'd been shot on the shoulder. You'd insisted that you were fine but Bruce had made you to stay at the tower just to be sure. You let out a groan and sat up. You opened the draw in your bedside table, you were about to slip your wand inside when your bedroom door was flung open and the resident god of mischief walked in. Loki had been staying at the tower for a few months now, Thor had been trying to get him to join

You walked into the front room and frowned. For some reason there were Christmas decorations all over the room and there was a long banner saying ‘Merry Christmas’ hanging along one of the walls behind a tall Christmas tree. The room was scattered with flashing lights and there was a holy wreath hung on the door. “What the…” You muttered as Tony walked into the room, “Do you like it?” He asked with a big grin, “It’s July,” you replied flatly, “Yes but we, well I, thought that we’d have a summer Christmas as most of us won’t be here during actual Christmas,”

You were sat on the SHIELD helicarrier watching the live feed of Loki’s cell. He was currently being interrogated by Director Fury however they didn’t seem to be getting anywhere. Loki had successfully gone through four interrogators in the last few hours and now even Fury looked close to breaking point, Loki on the other hand just calmly sat there with that smug smirk on his face. You watched as Fury finally snapped and stormed out of the door. He marched away from the hold to cell and over to where you and a load of other agents were, “He is insufferable!” Fury cried to Agent Hill, “I’m taking it he d

"Dammit, Jim! Why do you always have to give me the hard questions?" Jim batted his eyes. "It's not a hard question, Bones. Just answer it." McCoy groaned. "Yes, Jim. I am ticklish. Happy?" "Very!" Spock's signature eyebrow rose. "Jim, if you don't mind, what exactly is 'ticklish'?" Kirk laughed. "You don't know? Geez, you may be a Vulcan, but they have nerves too. You have feelings, they're just hidden. Besides, didn't your mother ever tickle you?" "I do not think so." Kirk thought for a second. "Spock, truth or dare? Say dare." "...Dare." "Spock, I dare you to be tickled by Bones." McCoy's jaw dropped. "Are you out of your mind? I

It was supposed to be a chill day at the Tower, for all parties included. Tony worked up in the lab with Bruce, both of whom you teased while they tried to fix an extremely difficult problem. Thor was supposedly doing something with Loki, an investigation of some sort. Clint had briefly returned home to help his wife with the newborn, and Natasha was taking a break from the constant training of the new Avengers. In all honesty though, you were the only one enjoying yourself beyond understanding. “Alright, you’re gonna need to lower this one in real carefully. There’s a maneuver to use if we’re going to get the fifth

When told by Tony the two of you would be alone in the Tower, Loki could’ve cared more or less. However, when Tony added that you were sick and he had to look after you, his grump levels skyrocketed. ‘The woman’s more than capable of taking care of herself. She killed off an entire battalion of invaders with a “cold”, whatever that is.’ Loki thought, grumbling to himself as he reached your floor. “(Name), you better be dying in there! Lest you be faking it and then you’re really in for it.” Though he didn’t expect seeing your body completely crumpled under the bed sheets, the blan

There are few things in life that a young prince is prepared for. Countless, colossal events to attend, when you’re hardly a few feet tall. Endless hours of studies and tutors when there are brilliant days full of promise and play. Rarely ever, are youthful, happy children ready for the stressful, time-consuming events that take control of their everyday lives. For Odin’s youngest son, he was about to experience the third of the day. Loki receded further into himself the closer they got to the throne room. His expression was an odd combination of fear and longing; fear, because he was about to meet someone who would drastically

There was no beating around the bush; Asgard was absolutely beautiful. Loki had brought you back with him to his home, following the man’s final spat with his brother (by spat we mean humongous battle to the death), but after countless moments of convincing and bringing him back to his sense, he got himself back together. He mused it was all thanks to you, not that “brute of a brother”. While you were flattered, you knew it didn’t have much to do with you. Though you were more than happy to know you’d won the affections of the attractive demi-god, who was so smitten with you he wished for your return to Asgard w

“Rule two. I can’t make anybody fall in love.” Winter was a cruel, cruel creature in New York. It was something (Name) learned fairly quickly once she made the transition to living in the Tower with everyone else, namely Tony, Vision and Loki. Thor had come to stay to keep an eye on his brother (because Odin), and Natasha, Clint, Steve, Sam and Wanda were around because, well...holidays. Due to the weather trapping all the Avengers inside and no one really having a problem with it, a few movies were being binged on Tony’s dangerously massive screens. The movie of choice for round three turned out to be Aladdin, which