pov- imagines

GOD P2- L. LAUFEYSON

pairings: loki laufeyson x reader, platonic!tony stark x reader, mentions of nick fury
warnings: language and minor angst
about: part 2 to god
a/n: i apologize for taking so long to post it, i was having trouble coming up with the little details and honestly just writing overall but it's up!! and another bucky fic will be up tomorrow or saturday!!

loki is suspicious after you leave. in the- admittedly short- time he's been shoved away and locked in a cage to rot, he had seen you all of two times, and he was enthralled. flabbergasted, too, surprised that a simple mortal managed to stay hidden in the deep parts of his brain and refuse to leave. you were... interesting, just as you had described him: not as a villain, or evil, or horrendous, but captivating; unbelieving that he would do anything for no good reason.

whether that was true or not was still up for debate, so he had yet to decide if you were incredibly intelligent or the simple, stupid mortal he thought you all to be. nevertheless, he found himself slightly disappointed when you left, waving goodbye to him and tucking your book under your arm. while he tried to dissolve the sensation, tony stark came bounding in, standing as close as he could to the glass barrier. stark barked words that loki didn't care much for, ignoring the man. he could see you wince from inside the elevator, a sliver of your face still available from the closing doors.

"hey, hey!" stark barked, snapping his fingers at loki. the god tilted his head at him, "yes?" he asks, voice dripped in more annoyance than usual. "that girl who just came out of here?" stark started, while loki took a minute to examine his words, "girl," was she not an accomplished avenger? he thought tony of all people would show the respect that loki thought none of them deserved. "if you even think about doing anything to her, i will bring in the big guy to slam you around some more. you remember him? or do you need a refresher?"

loki nearly scowls at the mention of hulk, body reminding the strange ache that was left after the oaf slammed him into the floor. he only chuckles lowly, though, "how much do you distrust a fellow avenger to believe they cannot handle themselves?" loki muses. tony scoffs, shaking his head, "i really don't think you're in a position to question me."

"i'm a god. i am always in the position i wish to be in," loki reminds, making tony roll his eyes, "you'll never see her again if i can help it. and i can," he says. "oh, but i like her!" loki rebuts, riling tony up, "so sweet, don't you think?" tony freezes, abruptly turning around and slamming a hand against the glass, "you will not lay a hand on her. i'll make sure of it."

"i seem to remember midgardians can usually do as they please," loki replies smoothly. "and you really think she'll want to spend time with a monster?" tony questions. loki smirks, "i suppose i simply have a feeling."

-

tony is seething when he comes to your lab, having switched with steve to come talk to you. you're humming along to a song he doesn't bother to recognize. "you're in a good mood," tony observes. at the sound of his voice, you turn, taking your earbuds out and grinning at him. you press what he assumes is the pause button on your phone, "tony! i've actually been meaning to ask you something," you begin. tony raises an eyebrow to tell you to continue. "it's about loki," you continue, anxious about his reaction. the man pauses, exhaling softly, "oh. i know what you want to- i'm so sorry for doing that to you, y/n. i promised that i wouldn't put you with him and we should've been more prepared. it won't happen again."

the confusion is clear on your face, vocally affirming it with a "huh?"

"that's what you wanted to talk about, right? babysitting loki?"

"well, yes, but no, it actually wasn't bad, i wanted to bring up the idea of maybe allowing him books? or maybe music or something, i can't imagine going from having any book at your fingertips to none at all. also, he's not getting enough food and i wanted to talk to you abou-" tony stops you with a raised hand, "what?" you recognize the conversation won't end too well, so you try to phrase your words in a way that tony won't get too angry at. "i just- when i was watching him, i thought we could be a little less... cruel."