Any dude who doesn’t give his girlfriend his coat, Ororo walks up, warms the area around her and looks him in the eyes “She’s my girlfriend now.”
Other instances around the mansion have included:
Warren punching the guy if he actually says the line, and giving her his wing torn jacket.
Kurt being a blueberry cinnamon roll and always offering his coat.
Jean taking the guys jacket and giving it to the girlfriend (also wooing the girl)
And you giving Peter your jacket.
Scott is the guy who actually said “Damn Jackie” and kept going until he saw the rest of the squad and quickly handed his over, only to become very dramatic about how cold it is and shivering.
Jubilee is already freezing because she went for fashion over functional.
-Being a fragile Midgardian, she treats you like glass. You’re her greatest treasure and will be cared for as such.
-Sometimes she gets a little rough playing around, used to full strength shoulder bumping and roughhousing with Thor and the Warriors Three.
-Apologizes right after, she’s worried she’s hurt you.
Sif tried on multiple occasions to let her train you for battle, it’s ‘fun’ she says, you prefer just sitting on the side watching her as she battles. Not at all ogling at how amazing she is or hot she looks kicking ass.
-She introduces you to the warriors three.
Gives Fandral a sharp look when he tried flirting with you.
-She brings you gifts from different realms when returning from her travels.
-Tells you of her many glorious feats and tales of havoc the Warriors and Thor have caused.
-Talks extra about her skills and enemies she’s defeated in those stories. You’re somehow more star struck and she is very pleased.
-Her strong warrior personality takes a little getting used to, she’s louder than most people you’ve been around (besides Thor’s booming enthusiasm)
-Sif loves kissing you, softly or passionately she’s happy to please.
-Hand holding too, she loves how soft your hands are compared to hers, calloused and worn from wielding a variety of weapons.
-She loves carrying you around, at first she was worried for how light you are (even small Asgardians such as Loki are well over 500 pounds) but once you assure her you’re find shecan just use it to her advantage and carry you along with her (not that she wouldn’t if you were like an Asgardian, she has muscles and pride for her lover).
These are written a little differently than i had been doing, let me know what you think?
– You’re probably Warren’s first actual relationship besides a few feeling-less hookups.
– He may try to be a bad boy but he grew up in high class and knows his manners, Warren is a complete gentleman for you, always opening doors, pulling out chairs, bringing you a little bouquet of flowers from Charles gardens…
– Warren is a touch starved and cuddly boy, from all the fighting ring entailed and all the mutant hate he received from his family before that, Warren hasn’t had much kindness or love in a long time.
Or any ‘gentle’ physical touch bare a few one night stands.
– So he isn’t very touchy when you first get together, it takes him awhile to warm up to you, to let himself accept your warmth.
– Once he does though, he’s so touchy and cuddly all the time. Warren can’t get enough of being near you.
– Perks of wings: he can sit next (pressed right against) to you and cross his arms like the grouchy bad boy he thinks he is and still have a wing draped over your shoulder.
– It can be uncomfortable to lay on his back for too long so his favorite cuddle position is on his stomach between your legs, head resting against your stomach or chest.
– And he needs cuddles all the time, he loves snuggle up against you and will carry you off to a couch or dorm to cuddle whenever you’ll allow him to.
– If you play with his hair he will just melt, so happy he might cry, and bury his face against you so you don’t see.
– Warren may act tough but he’s just the biggest softie, it especially shows if you call him a sweet pet name or kiss his cheek, he’ll sway a little and get all bashful and blushy.
– He comes up behind you, slipping his arms around your waist in a loose hug, wings curving ever slightly like he’s shielding you, his chin resting on your head/shoulder and just content to cling to you while you talk with whoever’s there, Warren isn’t paying attention to them.
All good! Don’t worry, and definitely bird tendencies, I love talking about his birdness.
He has the urge to show off more around you, puffing up his chest, pathetically un-subtle flexing, he gets pouty if you don’t notice and tries harder next time you’re around.
The dancing is extravagant and embarrassing as hell, he takes up the room with his ridiculous wing movements, if only happens in the spring when he’s drunk and denies all accusations (and video proof) of his display.
Nesting would be more subconscious, suddenly pillows and blankets throughout the mansion start disappearing and can easily be found in Warren’s room. It makes an even better place for cuddling than usual, except there are also a bunch of his loose feathers tucked in, and is that your favorite shirt? he has no clue how that got there.
Y’know how parrots do that cute beak rubbing with each other? Warren especially loves hugging and nuzzling his face up against you until you laugh and push him away.
Now that he’s in a much better environment he takes preening very seriously, with lack of resources and no care for his health he never paid much attention to how bad his wings got, but now he preens and oils his feathers weekly, no excuses. He gets all happy and bashful if you offer to help him with wing-care though, and he’ll never turn you down..
It all started when Nebula once again decided the best way to escape a situation was to cut off a limb.
Sure, being almost entirely re-pieced together meant that her parts are almost entirely replaceable, but it still hurt like hell and was annoying to go without an intact body.
Which led to her slamming open the doors of a rundown repair shop on a junker planet after the mission was finished, grabbing the startled mechanic by the collar and slamming her (partial) arm down on the table in front of them.
“Fix me. Now.” Nebula thought of how Gamora would scold her to ‘be nicer’ now that she was part of the ‘Guardians’ and quietly mumbled while looking to her left a “Please…”
Nebula was a little surprised when the person working on her arm actually tried to initiate small talk with her. Are they too stupid to know who she is, and her reputation?
Nonetheless, they worked correctly, not as if they were stalling for time even. But it didn’t mean they worked quietly.
“So…do you lose limbs often?”
Nebula cocked her head slightly, still deciding if they were going to try something. “Occasionally.”
They nodded, checking the movement of her new wrist. “Like in battles or just chop-it-off-for-fun kinda things?”
“Both.”
Nebula wandering off for hours at a time on random pit stop planets wasn’t unusual, no one had the nerve to ask where she was going or wanted to be stuck tagging along so they would just wait until she came back or Gamora found her.
What was unusual was Nebula coming back to the ship with some stranger trailing behind her like a lost puppy. Not even in handcuffs or a chokehold this time.
“Found a new friend?” Peter was the first to speak up, everyone else was just watching their new visitor who had a bag over their shoulder and was smiling at Nebula.
Smiling at Nebula. Cross hostage theory off the list.
“This mechanic repaired my arm and will come with us.”
Which Gamora entered just in time to hear her sister’s statement.
“Nebula, we don’t just kidnap people for recreational reasons.” she tried to reason.
Rocket on the other hand was offended and pissed about newcomer “I’m the mechanic here. Don’t need no one else messin’ around my ship.”
“It’s not your ship!” Peter ‘reminded him’, ready for the argument again.
Nebula glared at him, slamming her fist onto the table causing trash to fall off
"I do not care about your ship, you don’t know how to correctly repair me. This one" She pointed to you “will.”
She turned to leave the room, you waved to the team quickly before following her out.
Nebula was sat against the wall in her quarters of the ship, you cross leg beside her and a pile of tools strewed about.
“I don’t need you here.” It wasn’t a big repair, just some maintenance she could easily manage on her own.
“I know.” You didn’t even look up while tweaking the wires in Nebula’s leg.
“There are many other mechanics throughout the galaxy who could do any necessary repairs.”
“I know.” You aren’t fazed nor really acknowledging her brash comments anymore.
“You aren’t even paid for your services. Why do you insist on joining us.”
“It’s fun, I get to travel, being around you, there’re perks.”
She scoffs
Grabbing another tool, you roll your eyes at her and continue to work. “When an ex intergalactic assassin breaks into your shop and demands you do something, it’s in your best interest to do it. It is probably not in your best interest to follow the intergalactic assassin to her ship and leave the planet-”
“So you admit you are a fool.” She interrupts.
“Oh ha ha. But that logic doesn’t factor in what to do when the assassin is super badass, and hot, and a really pretty shade of blue, or that-”
She muffles your next words with her hand, and would almost certainly be blushing if it was possible. “Enough. You sound like Quill rambling.”
You push her arm away from your face. “Well, he does seem to have luck with gorgeous beings so if it works.”
“Do you ever realize how insufferable you can be?” She watched you closely, noting how your lips quirked.
“Yeah, but you still keep me around don’t you?” The irritating smirk graced your face again, that one that made her want to…she wasn’t sure but it was aggravating.
Nebula clenched her jaw, turning her gaze away from you. “Because you are more tolerable then the rest of the idiots on this ship.”
You closed the panel on her leg, laughing lightly "Well I’m glad you think that, and will also be glad if you don’t murder me and toss me out the air chamber for this.“
Nebula would like to say you didn’t catch her off guard, that she was too well trained for that, but it was entirely untrue as she had began to unconsciously relax just the slightest when it was only you and her together.
Swiftly, you turned her head slightly to look at you, leaning in to press a quick yet tender kiss to her lips before letting go and leaned back to your original position near her leg.
You were almost worried she had actually short circuited with how long she was still before turning to you, an unreadable expression on her face. "What was that.”
Still unable to tell what she thought of it.
“Affection?” You offered.
“Disgusting.” she mutters “Do it again.” black eyes staring intensely at you.
You can’t help but grin, giving a fist pump and small cheer, moving closer to a side and pressing your lips to her cheek. “Any time you want darling!”
You: “When you said you were magic in bed, this isn’t what I expected.”
-There was a lot of staring from both of you, but more so from Peter.
– Not very subtle either, you caught him in the act a lot
-His face would go bright red and he’d cough and immediately turn away trying to play it off. He usually just ended up choking instead of coughing
– You were more lowkey about it
– stealing glances at the cute nerd
-You figured he was never going to make a move and talk to you, so you did.
-You decided to go talk to him while he was at his locker,
-But you being there startled him. He banged his head on the locker and the conversation ended up a bunch of awkward apologies on both ends.
-Peter was flustered the rest of the day, and kept bothering Ned about it too. “But dude (Y/n) walked up to me! what if they wanted to say something but I ruined it? I ruined everything. Now (Y/n) hates me and will never speak to me again. That’s it, I’m going to die alone.”
-“Dude I’m still here, you’ll only die partially alone. When I have a life.”
-So, you tried to approach him again. This time while he was on his laptop, far away from any lockers in hopes of not causing him pain, but rather asking him out.
-“Hi Peter!”
-“(Y/n)! (Y/n), hello (y/n), what are you um, I mean, Hi (Y/n).” his fidgeting is so adorable you want to ‘aww’ at him.
Finding Out He’s Spider-Man:
-cue graceful Andrew Garfield-like smashing into every wall, ceiling and piece of furniture in the room while trying to yank his mask off.
-“Peter what did you do! my room looks like there actually was a tornado!”
-“I-I tripped”
-“And ended up on my ceiling?!”
He really sucked at the whole keeping a secret identity thing, his lying skills are nonexistent. It’s really sad if you’ve seen him try.
-There were a lot of spider jokes after that. A lot.
-Waking up to him calling you in the middle of the night when he needs a little extra help patching himself up.
-Or occasionally when he barely manages to hit dial because his phone is stuck to his ankle..
-“Peter why are you calling so late, did get caught in your own webbing or something?”
-“….”
-“You got caught in your own webbing again didn’t you.”
-*spins laptop towards Peter*
-“Who’s that flying through the air with the greatest or ease? Spider-man!”
-“(Y/n) can you stop with the videos? specifically the ones where I crash into things” he mumbled
Videos:
-Since you already know he’s Spiderman, Peter gets to show you all his videos of going to Germany and during fights, while adding to his commentary while showing you.
-He loves texting you and face timing whenever possible but when it isn’t he resorts to recording all his adventures (and cutesy ‘I love you’s’) throughout the day to give you later.
Cuddling:
-Peter Benjamin Parker is a cuddle bug.
-He’s always ready to cuddle whenever you are!
-And a little bit pouty when you aren’t. He just wants affection.
-Peter also has the cuddliest hoodies and sweaters, along with a pile of after-Christmas fluffy discount blankets so it’s perfect.
-Besides, his apartment doesn’t get too warm during the winter so extra cuddle excuses.
-Not that you need much convincing.
-Peter gladly lays in whatever position you want, he’s just happy to be close to you.
-His favorite though is snuggled against you, his head on your chest and arms around your waist. Optimal Parker Cuddles.
-Aunt May has so many pictures of you and Peter fast asleep all curled up together.
-Him calling you his little prince/princess and telling you one day you will be the heir to a worthy kingdom.
-He teaches you magic, just as Frigga did him.
-Also teaches you to be as quickly cunning and crafty he is, all the skills necessary to get out of the stickiest situations.
-‘Uncle Thor’ loves you, and visiting you. Much to Loki’s displeasure.
-He wants to do good by you, something he wasn’t able to with your past siblings.
And vows to be a much better father than Odin was to him.
-You’re his prankster protégé, he gives you tips and sends you off to practice on the avengers. (They can’t stay mad with your adorable charm)
-Each night before bed he will tell you a story, even as you grow older. It’s something he has done since your birth night.
-Usually it’s one of the many tales of his adventurous times with Thor.
-Loki will teach you to master twin blades just like him, and will help you design a functional (green and black if he can convince you) signature attire. One must be stylish in the midst of battle, just look at him.
-He has made many consequential mistakes, many of which people still speak of bitchily. And hopes he will at least be able to give you advice.
-Is both furious and overly proud when you finally become good enough with your magic and abilities to slip past him. Will roll his eyes when you try sneaking back, he made this game. Definitely points out the flaws in your plan.
-He’s not happy you tried tricking him but it’s better him now then to fail later he supposes.
-Speaking of, he is extremely disappointed when you’re caught in a lie or con.
-He taught you better than to be caught.
-Not a lovey dovey or boisterous father like Thor would be, (Not that you don’t get all that from uncle Thor anyway, he’s so proud of you. Even if you stab someone. It’s a family thing he supposes.) but Loki truly cares for you. His sentiment is just more unspoken and tries to show he cares for you other ways.
-You came home with a ‘puppy’ once and it was your long lost brother Fenris.
-What a day that was. Loki had a migraine and you determinedly decided to keep your brother.
-You always join him on his sudden ‘adventures’ whether you’re into the whole planet ruling thing or not. It’s father-child bonding time.
-He always finds a way to assure your safety no matter what he gets himself into.
-You are the one thing that could be lorded over him, but he refuses to let that happen.
-He likes Peter Parker, truly he’s an interesting goofy kid. Respectful idiot, from time to time.
-Likes Peter less when he notices how starry eyed Peter is upon seeing you for the first time. And every moment after.
– “No.” he mutters while catching Peter starring at you for the umpteenth time and drags him away by the collar of his shirt, leaving you confused
– “B-but mister Loki-!?”
– “NO.”
Imagine going to the zoo with Loki and at one of the enclosures an animal comes as close as it can to you and Loki, ‘The Largest ______ In Captivity’ the sign reads.
Loki hums, looking interested for the first time today “So this is where my son has been residing, he’s been missing for decades.”
The last part to the not-so-thrilling saga of Loki Trying His Best To Be A Good Dad
At what point is it too late to make amends with an estranged child.
Is it after you were absent through it’s life, while it was used as a weapon and battle mount then killed, then resurrected to be used in battle again, and fought you, then was thrown into an empty sea and off a waterfall to presumably die?
Loki took a deep breath and mulled over those thoughts as he watched Fenris, who was worn ragged and soaked to the bone. Just fished from one of the lakes of a so far uninhabited world he fell to after the destruction of Asgard.
Maybe he should leave before Fenris awakens. More chance of survival that way. But the heaving breathes of the wolf and guilt Loki previously didn’t know he had kept him in place.
Loki now knows for some there is the possibility of a second chance, of having purpose and even a ‘happy ending’. But a giant wolf trained only to destroy? Was that possible? Had Fenris ever been shown affection at all in his days, Loki wasn’t aware.
Fenris’s groaned, too exhausted to move and barely able to open his eyes, yet he could sense he wasn’t alone, head shifting to stare at Loki and it was enough.
Loki recognized the brokenness of Fenris’s gaze, shattered fate and acceptance that this was the end. Anyone could easily kill Fenris in such a state, and Heimdall knows many would like to.
Loki sighed loudly. It was more of a groan at this point, and covered his face with his hand. He was really going through with this, his admittedly worst plan yet.
Smuggling a nearly 2 ton injured and whiny wolf through the realms and into Midgard was much easier than it should’ve been. Especially with that wizard upstart ‘guarding’ Midgard. True, he took more remote portals and realm tears, but it would almost be worrisome if Loki had cared.
A few strong and well placed illusions and Fenris was securely hidden where no pesky wizards or otherwise would find him, a scenic part of the forest Loki had warded against any intruders for a little peace during his time ‘being grounded’ and forced to stay close to the (pesky) Avengers.
Fenris whined as Loki walked towards the small sanctuary’s exit, a blurry portal to the outside.
“You must stay here Fenris, I need to bring someone to meet you.” Loki rolled his eyes when Fenris whined louder, how was this the same creature Hela commanded not 3 months ago.
During Loki’s time living with the Avengers he had mapped out every room, passageway and hidden compartment. Along with all of the residents schedules, habits and even the air ducts due to Clint’s preferred travel, (In the end led to nothing interesting, disappointing but not surprised) but still, it was memorized.
Things Loki thought could be useful information would he ever want to try breaking out or breaking in again.
Mainly he used such knowledge for small pranks, he is the trickster god after all.
But it also made easy for entering the compound and sneaking through without being noticed.
Silently working his way up to one of the many lounging rooms in the building he found Gummy, a huge mass covered in short fur splayed out near the floor to ceiling windows and enjoying the sun and fast asleep, the person he was searching for sat comfortably against the beast using him as a backrest.
“(Y/n),” Loki’s mischievous grin overtook his face, now realizing how interesting things could get if it all works out. “I have a challenge to offer you.”
Gummy’s tail started thumping, shaking the sturdy floors only slightly, immediately recognizing his voice.
The young avenger looked up, catching his near contagious grin, fun was always near with Loki around.
“Fenris. THE Fenris? The one that’s supposed to swallow the sun and fought Hulk?” (Y/n) sounded something between skeptical and impressed .
He only scoffed “Your ‘vikings’ took many of our prophecies and twisted them into something else. Eating the sun is an entirely different story.”
They stood beside him, watching the large wolf curiously and only raised an eyebrow as Loki’s words.
“So,” (Y/n) drawled the word "what exactly is my challenge here?“
Loki shifted his weight, he actually hadn’t thought things would work quite this smoothly.
"Tame him.”
The teen smiled, excitement lighting up their eyes and looking from Loki towards the wolf almost ecstatic.
"No. No no no no that can’t be possible. That thing can’t be here I threw it off a cliff! It fell!“ Bruce started to panic as soon as Fenris turned to see what the commotion was only making a gruff sound of acknowledgment and glancing at him.
You only rolled your eyes as the rest of the Avengers finally poured out of the compound to see what your big surprise was.
And it was indeed ‘big’. Big enough to get half of your adopted family riled up.
Bucky though seemed to be enjoying himself , unable to fully conceal the grin on his face because 1- a giant dog, the future is awesome, and 2- Steve’s slack jawed face was hilarious.
Thor was speechless, he had been sure Fenris would have perished but the fates aren’t often easy on him, and he knew Loki wouldn’t put (Y/n) in danger so this wasn’t a sudden ploy to take over, it was… odd. So he opted to stand aside while the rest of the Avengers handled whatever lay ahead.
"You said we could get a puppy!” (Y/n) retaliated while Bruce became near frantic and Tony said no over and over while staring at Fenris and started towards where he lay, his tail starting to wag as you approached.
“(Y/n) don’t go near-” Steve tried to grab your arm but you were already leaned against the mound of soft fur.
“That thing-” Tony gestured wildly to Fenris with one arm for emphasis “is not a puppy!”
“Ton, all dogs are puppies.”
Tony pinched his temples and took a deep breath “This is not what I pictured when you begged for permission to get a ‘service dog’ for Barnes.”
You shrugged, not particularly worried and fluffed a patch of fur. “I never specified what kind of dog.”
“That’s a wolf, (Y/n). A bloodthirsty, gigantic wolf.”
“Ancestor of Pomeranians.”
“That makes no difference!”
Loki stood off to the side while (Y/n) ‘convinced’ the avengers to allow Fenris to stay. (Not that they truly had any decision in the matter, your mind was made up.)
Thor walked up beside his brother and coughed “So then I suppose Gummy…is?”
His hand gesture towards the pair of now happily frolicking beasts then at Loki was easy enough to understand and enough to make Loki roll his eyes at Thor’s stiffened posture.
“Yes, Thor. Gummy is my offspring. I thought it would have been obvious enough to you.” Loki’s eyes stayed trained on his children, not giving his brother the satisfaction.
Thor relaxed, it would’ve been rude to suggest whatever Gummy is was his kid if he wasn’t “I had my suspicions. He grew rather quickly.”
“Really? I hadn’t noticed.”
A loud whine rang out when Gummy slammed his weight into Fenris before hopping away and giving a raspy bark to play again.
Thor smiled warmly, he was glad to see his family getting along so well, much happier than anyone had been in Asgard.
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