Steady As We Go. Every morning Jarvis's voice brings Tony from the dreamless sleep he's in, informing him to events such as the weather and current headlines in the news Tony could care less about.
Tony allows Jarvis to speak, because it's someone talking, albeit a machine; a machine closing resembling that of another human life. Even though it wasn't walking in a human body or breathing. Tony's day is probably going to start off like it does every day—coffee with a dash of Bailey's, always nice to start off the day with a little buzz. It kept him working, kept his hands busy while his mind ran off equation after equation. That's what it did now, basically. He shrugs mentally. Fathoms Deep. Shining Golden. Chapter Text Antonio was the god of cunning and intelligence.
He invented things. He helped make Asgard better. When his fool of a best friend became war hungry, and king, well, he decided to intervene. The first time the bi-frost was destroyed Antonio had done it, done it for the Jotun, for Asgard, for Odin. Bacon Lube. So this is the result of a Roleplay I had with NinjaCookieXD.
It's not exactly PG-13. I was Loki and NCXD was Tony. The other parts were split between us. This is on-going and we're practically doing it 24/7 so updates are based purely on how often i can be bothered to type it up. (copy and paste and then get rid of the formatting (2 hours ago, etc) and then beta it). So... this is the first time either of us have RPd so... enjoy? Trouble On The Line. And Time Will Give Us Nothing. It's been exactly twenty-three days and seven hours since Tony went missing when Jarvis tells them that he's back.
They're sitting in the living room doing one of their many crisis meetings ever since Tony's disappearance, and Jarvis says, "Mr. Rogers, Mr. Stark wishes for me to inform you that he will be returning in thirty-two minutes. " Steve doesn't know what to say. He gapes, and all the others right along with him.
"Mr. Drown (WIP, Torture) Disclaimer: Nothing from this Marvelous universe is mine.
Summary: Three months after Operation Avengers all is well. Or is it? When Steve and Tony hack into SHIELD to find missing weapons shipments they find more than they bargained for in the form of a prisoner who should, by rights, have been sent to Asgard long ago. Warnings: Moderately graphic torture, hints of non-con. To Burn the Horizon. A/N: This is a re-post.
See below for explanation. "To Burn the Horizon" Prologue: "Oh, why did we have to fire that gun? " This isn't a fairy tale, but once upon a time... The truth is, life is nothing more than a series of beginnings and endings, so this particular tale begins and ends in the same place: a tower balcony, high above a breathing city, up in a place where on a clear day you can see for miles. Like So Much Shattered Glass. Title: Like So Much Shattered GlassChapter: 1 of 7Fandom: Marvel (movie 'verse)Author: BatsutousaiBeta: Shara LunisonRating: PG-13Pairings: Tony Stark/Loki Odinson(Laufeyson), canonWarnings: Spoilers for The Avengers (2012) and prequel films, angst of the self-hate variety,Summary: Loki thought to break the Avengers, one man at a time, before killing them.
His plans had never involved being broken in return. Rough Edges (Sequel) Title: Rough EdgesChapter: 1 of 7Fandom: Marvel (movie 'verse)Author: BatsutousaiBeta: Shara LunisonRating: MPairings: Tony Stark/Loki Odinson(Laufeyson), Clint Barton/Phil Coulson, Natasha Romanoff/Clint Barton, Thor Odinson/Jane FosterWarnings: Spoilers for The Avengers (2012) and prequel films, angst, off-screen torture, implied character death, kidnappingSummary: Sequel to Like So Much Shattered Glass.
Loki has found a place amongst the Avengers as a member of their team, but he's made a great many enemies in the process and life is never easy. Disclaim Her: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by Marvel. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended. This Isn't How It Was Supposed To Go (Series) Bedroom Hymns. Dark Side. "No, Loki.
" On the other line of the phone, on the other side of the Atlantic Ocean, Loki Odinson curled his free hand into a fist at his side. Did he know any other word? "Why? " His voice was calm and even and completely contradicted the frustration behind it. "Because I said so," the man who called himself his father for the past decade said definitively. "Odin…" a soft female voice started, pleading, before being abruptly cut off. "I've made my decision, Frigga. Judging by the sound of a swipe across the phone—the receiver being passed over—Odin was finished discussing the subject. One Touch. Summary: Loki didn't realize he had been starved nearly to death of simple touch, until Mr.
Stark shows him. Nine Lives. Chapter Text A less experienced mortal would say that he was hiding. An outright foolish mortal would say that he was cowering. Loki would say that he was using his resources. He made a pathetic sight, currently in the form of a black cat with green eyes, thin and limping, with rainwater plastering his fur to his skin. His magic was too depleted for him to turn himself back – and he was likely still being followed anyway – so Loki huddled in the doorway of the Avengers' Mansion, knowing his brother would not be there to recognize him and that he could at least count on the resident Avengers to serve as meat-shields against his adversary of the moment.
As for the aforementioned adversary, they called him the Black Horseman.