Fictitious Frost Giants { Loki x Reader }

"The Avengers"

All you could do was watch as New York City crumbled to bits.

Chitauri rampaged about the streets and through the sky as screams and shouts filled the air.

The screams that filled your ears signaled the lives of people- people with families and friends- coming to brutally bloody ends.

Your heart pounded, your palms grew sweaty, good GOD what was going to happen next?

Before your question could be answered, New York City grew dark. Black flooded the scenery and streets, and suddenly the city was gone.

Well shit.

Angrily smashing your face into a nearby pillow and promptly releasing an annoyed screech, you sent your TV remote hurtling through the air and into the oblivion known as "behind the couch".

Ok, ok, let's calm down hotshot. Admittedly, you shouldn't be flipping your shit over a power outage EVEN THOUGH it managed to occur smack dab in the middle of what had to be the best movie ever created. It's not like you've seen it a good 50 times since it came out in theaters a few months back AND knew a shocking amount of the dialog by heart or anything. What would give you that idea?

After pouting on the couch and feeling sorry for yourself for a good 5 minutes or so, you lazily slid off your love seat and onto the carpeted floor. Spending another 3 minutes there, you then began to take necessary action.

Candles were lit throughout the house as though you were conducting some sort of shitty seance or something of the sort. This was followed by wrapping up in several blankets and cursing Mother Nature for making this day specifically one of the coldest days ever recorded in (Town/City Name).

Alright, now stop feeling sorry for yourself. Think (Name), think, what else needs to be done?

Stumbling over your regal cape made of blankets, you headed to the kitchen- the thumps of your sock covered feet accompanying you. A while back you HAD been heating up water for some tea, did it end up hot enough for an enjoyable beverage?

Scurrying around the kitchen and finding your water heater in the pitch black darkness, you chided yourself for not bringing a candle or flashlight. God damn (Name), think before you go off on a quest for your sucky tea.

No time for that now though, is your water hot enough for tea? Opening the container, you let out a victory screech upon noticing that indeed, your water had heated up nicely.

After several more minutes of digging through cupboards, you produced a small bag of your favorite tea- (Tea Flavor). Well, at least you think that's what it is, can't exactly be sure because you didn't grab a goddamn flashlight!

With your tea brewing on the counter and your thirst for the best movie ever still not quenched, it was time to browse the internet and sob over fictional characters that didn't exist. Ah, good times.

Grabbing your laptop off of the couch and plopping back down into your love seat, you turned it on and- OH GOD THE LIGHT. LORD JESUS CHRIST THATS FREAKIN' BRIGHT GOD DAMN. Gotta suffer through the pain though, your precious bab is 100% worth it.

After getting used to the lighting and making a run to the kitchen to retrieve your tea, time to surf the web.

You type in the name of your favorite person, fictional or otherwise, into the search bar.

Loki Laufeyson.

Even his name makes your heart want to melt. Nah, you aren't some creepy ass fangirl who's ovaries tremble at the mention of the black haired hottie, though let's be honest you've read your fair share of lemons hun. Not like you'd ever admit to it, but you did.

After a good 20 minutes browsing and downing two cups of tea, you looked at your phone and slammed your laptop shut. It is now 2:47 AM, and you are tired.

Quickly ruling out any possibility of actually getting up and getting ready for bed, even the idea of going upstairs into your actual room escaping you, you set your laptop on the coffee table and curled up in your chair.

God you loved Loki.

There was something about him that just fascinated you, but you've never been able to single out one certain trait. Just, everything. Sadly, you were aware of the state of you two's relationship.

Fictional.

The God of Mischief you loved with all your heart was fake, and you've had to live with that fact for a while now. No, no, your love for a fictional character didn't consume your life. You were well aware of the boundaries between real life and Loki, but that didn't make it any easier for you. It was painful, yes. But you just had to deal with it.

Loki wasn't becoming real anytime soon, and you needed to come to terms with that.