||Doll|| Bucky Barnes x Reader

Summoning Loki

A/N: Just gonna let you know that you have chronic illnesses because I do, and I want to have it add a little bit of spice. You will have POTS, FND, and Tourette's. It might make the story more interesting. Also, this one is going to be a short one, the next couple of chapters might all be short, heh, sorry.

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Your eyes slowly peeled themselves open to see only darkness as you turned your face away from the pillow. Something felt different, on your back, but you didn't know what it was; your back felt heavier. "Probably just feeling tired from using magic. But wait, I don't get tired from using my powers," you said in confusion, talking to no one but yourself.

Prying yourself from your bed, you felt the ground, but not from your feet, the feeling on your back, it felt like extra appendages. You knew it wasn't the black tendrils you could hide and show at any time, it was something else. Scared, you looked into the mirror hanging on your wall; from your back were two tan colored wings, droopy as heck but there nonetheless. "It's a lizard!" Exclaimed one of your many vocal tics, causing you to chuckle.

You let out a small gasp; it doesn't matter, you can just hide them like your tendrils, right? Slowly you moved them, they were just more muscles. It was easy to learn how to move them since you had to with the black tendrils hidden in your spine. Except the thing was, you didn't know how to hide them.

It's okay (y/n), it's okay. You noticed the date on your calendar, it was the date. The day that you summon Loki. You decided to ignore the wings, and cast an illusion over them, and to just summon the God of Mischief.

Standing up, you brought your laptop to your bed with all the needed things for the summoning. Gently you placed everything in the order needed, before saying what needed to be said. You closed your eyes for e few seconds, before hearing a male's voice in front of you. "Hello, you summoned me?"

Before me stood a pretty handsome man, with long black hair extending just below his shoulders, his blue eyes pierced your (y/e/c) orbs. He looked like the Loki from the Marvel movies, but he was played by Tom Hiddleston, wasn't he? Your tics flipped him off which confused him, but you told him to ignore it.

"Are you the Marvel Loki? Or the Norse Loki?" You asked, hoping it was the first option.

"Marvel," he calmly stated back. "And I think that you should meet the Avengers," he declared. "Also, the reason that I am the Marvel Loki is because we had to lay low, so we became actors so we could be our real selves in the movies. In other words, the Marvel Universe is real, and you live in it. I believe you know what the living room to the Avengers Tower looks like, the old tower. If you do, then you will take me with you as you teleport there. Thank you."

Without hesitation you grabbed his forearm, and teleported to the living room in the Avengers Tower. Before you sat Tony Stark, Steve Rogers, Natasha Romanoff, Bruce Banner, Thor Odinson, Wanda Maximoff, and Bucky Barnes.

Out of the blue, you blushed and your shyness crept in and you hid behind Loki, as everyone stared at you. Tony stood up, and walked over to you, holding his hand out for you to shake.

"Tony, although I think you already know who I am, since you watched all the Marvel movies," he said gently.

"(Y/N), and yes, I know you, I know all of you actually," you chuckle nervously, as you slowly come out from behind Loki, to shake Tony's hand.

"I can show you your room for you," Tony said, shocking you.

Without another word, you followed him as he led you to a room that was ten sizes larger than your old room, with an en suite, a walk-in closet, and a floor to ceiling window. You let out a loud gasp along with your tics making a pop sound, as Tony chuckles, and points to the only thing in the room, a (f/c) bed. "I thought that since you had your magic you could conjure up whatever you wanted to decorate the room."

"S-sure, I mean, yes, I can do that. I-it's just, the room is so big, compared to my old room," you replied.

He tenderly placed his hand on your back to feel your new wings, the thing is that with the illusions, you just can't see the thing, you can still feel them though. Instead of jumping back in disgust, he asked you what he felt. You simply told him what he felt, and he was completely fine with what he learned.

"I need to tell you something, but I think you should sit down to hear it," he said as he guided you to the bed, then sat the both of you down. "This may sound weird, but I think I am your father, I think the hospital you were supposedly born at lied about who your mother had you with. I was thinking about getting a paternity test when you arrived. I am going to book one for later today to see if I am your father, okay?" He told you, as you told him he should do that.

"I'm going to leave you to it, then. To decorate, I mean." Tony said, as he left the room. He popped his head back in to tell you that your neighbor in the room next to yours was Bucky.

After he left, you decorated the room with necessities, and things you thought would look good in the large bedroom. In the end, your new bedroom had a desk, you upgraded the bed to a larger one, just to fill space, a chair beside the bed, and other little decorative things. You also had hanging flower pots, filled with lush plants that you grew in a matter of seconds, courtesy of your magical plant powers. You also had a little set up where all your art supplies were stored but your sketchbook and favourite mechanical pencil were simply lay out on the desk since that was your main media.