[CONTAINS SMUT] ❗️18+❗️
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Princess Y/n Hearts, heir to the Wonderland throne.
Quite the title, right?
Burdened with glorious purpose!
The Avengers had seen this one before, so had Loki, easily knowing how to deal with their visitor all the way fr...
"Your royal highness, I think with the given chance, we may be able to help," Loki steps forward with his hand held out which you take and flush your face an inch from his with a cheshire-smile. Your breath feathered along his skin causing him to freeze up.
"I like you, Prince Loki, you know how to address people, you know your place," pulling back, you sip at your tea. "How can you help me?"
He stumbles back when you let go. "We have facilities at our disposal that may encourage your quest of what you seek," Loki stammers slightly.
"And what of me? What am I to do while these are in the works? Sit around and look pretty?"
"Isn't that what princesses do?" Clint snarks making you extend a blade to his neck without looking from Loki.
"The last thing I'm going to do is be a trophy wife," stirring in more sugar in a new cup, a biscuit chipped off between your lips. "When I sit around and look pretty is when I'm sending traitors and annoying beings to the gallows," another alarm went off making you stand up and click the tea set up away.
"Got it," the archer slips behind Natasha who shakes her head from his stupidity.
"Then we must be off," Thor holds his arm out which you reject, walking towards where you saw them appear from.
"Report to Fury that we have a guest," Steve calls into his earpiece where Maria had just connected to.
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"Uhm, your highness? May I ask you something?" Peter watches you meet his bowed gaze from the pack of cards you were looking through.
"Don't be so formal, Y/n is fine, sweetpea," you grin, pinching his cheek. "Come here," he sat in the spot you pat. "What's on your mind?"
"Just wondering about you, uh, so how long do you live for?"
"5,000 years, as does every other Wonderlandian,"
"Mr Loki and Mr Thor live that long too! Are you a god then?" Peter's comment and question made the Prince's look to you.
"No, I'm no deity, I'm just an heir, that's all," you shuffle the cards a bit more before laughing. "You don't know how to ask how old I am, hm? I'm 1,275 years old,"
"Mr Loki is 1,350 and Mr Thor is 1,500! You're very close to their age!" (Yes, Loki is canonically 1,053 but like every one of my other books he is 1,350 because then he won't be like 16 in human terms)
"It seems so, but it's still centuries," the cards rippled and snapped in the air to land in your other palm effortlessly.
"Can you do card tricks?"
"Like magic?" you grin when Peter nods. "Yes, I can," you start to spread the card in front of him, immediately he takes a card making a hedgehog hit Pietro's back, his scream ringing out. "Magic!"
It seemed this only made Peter, Wanda, Loki and Tony laugh. "Liven up, guys, that was a little funny," Tony nudges Steve who shrugs him off.
"What else can you do?" the spider-boy's eyes widened like a puppy.
"I can do a lot but my magic is a little limited here, this world is too topsy turvy in a bad way so everything is lop sided," your head tilted to the side as if your head was cut off. "Wonderland is much less mad but mad with madness until the mad holds off mad madly,"
"That doesn't make sense," Loki looks unimpressed.
"Made sense to me," Pietro shrugs, leaning against a wall, he asks "What's Wonderland like?"
"Wonder-filled, everything is upside down, turned around and flipped upright, it's a very serious place," they watch as your hand gestures exaggerated beyond what was told. "We have the dark wonderside with places like Victim valley and Corpse Colony then light wonderside with Tea-time Town and Glitter Grove,"
"And your kingdom?"
"The palace is right in the center, both sides split on the checkered road, but never step on the white squares or you'll have a chance of falling into a Kropla trap..." you catch more confusion and sigh. "Kroplas are small scaly balls with sharp fangs that eat white roses,"
"I thought the queen doesn't like white roses?"
"No, she doesn't but my father does,"
"Father?"
"Yes, Stark, when two people love each other very much-"
"Alright, Heart eyes, we get it... but who's your dad?" Tony let's Clint take over the controls and sits on the table.
"My father is the White King, as my mother is the Red Queen, him of Spades and her of Hearts, pretty simple," two cards flipped between your fingers to show two cards of those descriptions. "They're marriage was like a... peace treaty- sorry, let me scratch that, I'm the peace treaty," you laugh sourly and decapitate both heads to form another to represent you. "I'm the alliance of both kingdoms, to bring a permanent peace,"
"I'm sorry," Peter mutters in place of everyone's sealed lips.
"Oh, don't give me pity, I'm over the 'that's horrible' and 'you don't deserve that' act," the card swung back and forth in your fingers before being flicked to bury itself into the seat opposite. "Isn't that bad... I get a throne and once he's gone I can do what I want," kicking back with a smile, legs over Peter's lap, both eyes closed to let you rest.
"And what will you do?" Thor looks in concern, flickering his gaze to his brother deep in thought.
"Bring Wonderland back to what it used to be... the right way~"
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Last night I had a Royal core dream... but it wasn't a good Royal core... it was like the discounted version
I don't remember what happened in it either so that sucks
