ONESHOTS

Loki x Singer!Reader (breakup)

I didn't know if the person requesting would like a sad or a happy Oneshot, so I'm actually making two. This is the sad one, so I'm putting it first, but I kind of made it so the happy one could be the first, and this could be the second part. I didn't want to leave a sour taste in your mouth though, so I put the happy one second. :)

s/c = skin color

Your POV

"Loki, enough! You don't have to do this! This isn't the way!" I yell, my voice hoarse from the three hours I've spent, trying desperately to help my lover understand.

"But I DO! You could never understand- a mere mortal as yourself!" He shouts back, and the tears shedding my face fall onto his armor when I grab his shirt.

"This has NOTHING to do with being mortal or not- which mind you, YOU'RE MORTAL TOO! Precisely why this is a BAD IDEA!" I scream, but he pushes me firmly off him. I claw my way back to his chest, as he attempts to keep me at bay.

"This- this- FOOLISH MORTAL!" He suddenly booms, using his foot to shove me onto the couch we share, one of many things that we share in our home of three years. I stare open-mouthed as he yells. "THIS IS NOT YOUR CONCERN! I AM A GOD, YOU WILL NOT TELL ME WHAT TO DO!" He shouts, and the tears fall freshly from my face. I slowly close my mouth, words forming in my head, pieces suddenly coming together to form a dagger that will slowly tear us both apart. Maybe it will heal, maybe it wont, but if it doesn't, it will only prove the truth of the words.

"...So that's where we stand." I whisper, and regret flood onto his face as I calmly stand without even attempting to wipe away the tears. "A god, and his mere mortal. I should have known..." I trail off, turning from him.

"(y/n), I-" I can feel the desperation rolling off him in waves, but the words are flowing freely, and I can't stop them- I won't stop them now.

"Was I simply another pawn, another toy in your plan? I have to say, for a damn puzzle piece you've sure gotten attached. It's a shame you've lost such a precious piece in your grand scheme." I say, my back facing him.

"That's not-" He reaches for me, and I take a step forward, coldly.

"Oh, really? I'm a foolish mortal. You're a god. You said so yourself." I say, laughing a little to myself, trying to ease the pain. "I guess I meant nothing to you after all... just like all those other women you've seduced, taken to bed." I say, and I can feel him flinch in pain at my words. He takes a step back. "Don't bother." I say, and I walk out, grabbing my coat and phone charger when I leave. "I'll be back in a few days to make sure you've left the premises and taken your things. I trust that won't be a problem." I say with a sense of finality, slamming the door behind me.

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I wake up in the morning, and look around. I remember where I am- STARK tower. I ended up going to Natasha's place, and she called Tony, who gave me a place to stay here. He guaranteed that if I stayed here, Loki wouldn't just pop up out of nowhere; he'd have to knock. I get up, brushing my teeth and getting ready for work. I guess I slept long enough, huh? Last night was really exhausting, it's already three. I start work at four, singing at a little club-cafe. Cafe by day, club by night. I work full-time there. They really love me, so I generally get to pick what I sing.

I have the perfect song in mind.

There's a knock at the door, and I go check on it. It's Natasha."Hey!" I say, opening the door. "Come in. Make yourself at home- not that I've got much of one at the moment." I say, blinking a little, then turning back to the bathroom.

"(y/n), I know I didn't approve at first, but you were good for each other. Are you sure you want to push him away? It could make things worse- you two were close." She says, concerned as she carries in the paper-covered garment I requested of her. I roll my eyes, taking the garment.