//Marvel Characters X Reader Oneshots//

//Brother? More like a Bother//Loki x Reader//

Word Count: 692

Warnings: IronStrange (Tony Stark x Stephen Strange), slightly smutty implications, Female Reader

Tony, while not biologically related, was my brother. He was already nearly 18 by the time I was born, but all the same, he always treated me like a sister, and I treated him like a brother. 

"You are just mad you didn't think of it first!" He yelled.

"Didn't think of it first?! I said it and now you're just taking credit for it!" I retorted.

"Whose the one who graduated MIT at the age of 17? Oh, right me!"

"Oh, that's a low blow! And I also graduated from MIT, and you know what, I also was accepted by SHEILD, you weren't, so ha!"

"Like I'd want to join SHEILD!" 

"You're right, you wouldn't want to join SHEILD since I was always Aunt Peggy's favorite."

"You take that back, you bitch."

"No, and there's nothing you can do about it!"

"Do you want me to Loki what you told Romanoff the other night? Hmm?"

"If you do that, I will tell Stephen what you were telling Banner." I crossed my arms sternly, knowing damn well I had taken the advantage.

"You wouldn't!"

"Oh, I would! Just admit I was right."

"No."

"Fine, guess I'll go tell Stephen then." I quickly summoned the magic to the tips of my fingers holding Tony in place, as well as casting a spell to silence him. I quickly teleported to the living area before breaking the holding spell.

"Hello darling," I said, smirking as I perched myself upon Loki's lap, as he and Stephen were talking. They'd actually managed to become good friends, despite the whole threat to our Earth thing.

Loki looked me over, and I knew that he knew I had caused some sort of trouble. I could see it in his proud smirk.  And sure enough Tony burst into the living room in shambles, trying desperately to say something. But his big mouth is no match for my spells, surprisingly. "You look like you have something to say, Tony? What's wrong?" I asked, sugar-coating my words.

Tony began pointing vigorously at me and then his mouth, all while looking at Stephen for some sort of help. "Fine," Stephen mumbled, reversing the spell.

Tony let out a gasp, "You monster, you told Stephen didn't you?!" 

"Told me what?" Stephen asked, sipping at his tea.

Tony's eyes darted between my smirking face and Stephen's confused one, before turning his attention to Loki, "Loki, y/n told Romanoff that if you asked her to kneel, she would."

My cheeks turned a vibrant red, a mix of anger and embarrassment as I glared at Tony. I looked over at Stephen, "Well, Stephen did you know that in conversation with Dr. Banner, Tony referred to you as Daddy?"

"You are the worst!" 

"You're one to talk!"

Tony went stormed off to his room, and I puffed out my chest until he was out of sight, before relenting and leaning into Loki's chest. 
"Are they always like this?" Stephen asked Loki.

"Pretty frequently, yes. They are basically brother and sister." I began messing with Loki's hands as he spoke, it had become a habit for when I was nervous or frustrated. 

"Oh," Stephen said softly. "I see."

*****

"I'm sorry, you were right," Tony muttered under his breath.

"Did Stephen make you say that?" I asked.

"No, but he did explain to me why you might not have been wrong."
"Thank you," I said, hugging him. 

"No problem, little sis," He said. "Luv ya."

"Luv ya, too." I said, laughing as we left the lab, each heading our separate ways.

*****

"Tony realized I was right," I said, lying down beside Loki on our bed.

"I knew he would," He said, taking my hand in his.

"Brothers do always seem to be wrong huh?"

"Depends on the brother," Loki said, softly.

"Well your a sister half of the time, so you have about a 50/50 chance of being right."

"Oh, thank you," He remarked.

We sat in silence for a few minutes just enjoying each other's company before he leaned over so that he was facing me. "So, you would kneel if I asked you to?"

"Oh shut up!"