Tony/Bruce/Loki/Strange × Reader One shots

Loki x reader Musical 2

     Your grip on your duster tightens and you stare down at the plethora of book infront of you, feelings of anxiety and affliction across your features. "Do not fret Y/n. I will talk to my family about us," Loki coes and runs his fingers through your hair. You tense at his touch and turn away from the bookshelves to face him.
    "Your parents would never approve of us. I'm a maid and your a prince," you mumble and look up to his pale features. His eyebrows knit together and he cups your face, but you push him away. Not wanting to get more attached to him then you already are.
     "You know I want you, thats not a secret I try to hide," he calls out to you and you sigh wiping the table off. "I know you want me, so don't keep saying our hands are tied." He walks closer to you and places his hands on your shoulder. Your eyes immeaditly graze the study for any unwelcome eyes. Once you found none, you slowly melt into his touch. "You claim its not in the cards and fate is pulling you miles away and out of reach from me, but your here in my heart so whos to stop me if I decied that your my destiny," he sings and kisses your temple. You want to melt away and try to  ignore both of your social standings, but can't. So you pull away and begin pushing in the chairs and collecting the books off the tables. "What if we rewrite the stars? Say you were made to be mine," he says with a dazed look in his eyes as they follow your anxious figure around the library. "Nothing could keep us apart. You'd be the one I was ment to find," he sings and begins pulling all the chairs out, so you'd have to redo your work and listen to him. You glance up from the stack of books and glare at him. "Its up to you and its up to me. No one can say what we get to be. So why don't we rewrite the stars? Maybe the world could be ours tonight." You ignore him and hoist the stack of books onto your hip and climb onto of a wheeled ladder to put the books in their correct place. Loki uses his magic to stop the ladder from moving and as a result the ladder jerks causing the books to clatter to the floor. You hold onto the ladder for dear life and look back to the culprit. He is smiling mischeviously as your suddenly disheveled features. Sighing you climb down the ladder as he nears you.
     "You think its easy? You think I don't want to run to you?" You ask and place your hands on his shoulders. "But there are mountains and there are doors that we can't walk through." You let go as his hands place themselves onto your hips. You maneuver past him and begin too push the chairs in again. "I know you're wondering why, because we're able to be just you and me within these walls." You pause and point around the library walls and locked doors. "But when we go outside you're going to wake up and see that it was hopeless after all," you sing and cross your arms, thinking about how the king and queen will respond to this whole predicament. "No one can rewrite the stars. How can you say you'll be mine?" Turning to your lover you ask him. His brows crinkle together and he reaches for your hand, but you reject him. "Everything keeps us apart and I'm not the one you were meant to find!" You close your eyes holding back tears. "Its not up to you. Its not up to me. When everyone tells us what we can be," you sing and turn away from him collecting books once more. Your salty tears splashing down on the book covers. "How can we rewrite the stars? Say that the world can be ours tonight," you scoff the last part and wipe your eyes.
     "All I want is to fly with you! All I want is to fall with you! So just give me all of you," you sing in harmony as his arms wrap around you from behind; holding you closely to him.
     "It feels impossible!" (You
        "It's not impossible."  (Him
    "Is it impossible?"   (You
      
     "See that its possible!" You both sing together and you turn to look him in the eyes as the twinkle that princely gleam. Feeling uncertain, you grab onto his forearms.
    "How do we rewrite the stars? Say you were made to be mine." He asks himself with more of a hopeful outlook on your relationship. Loki is already working through plan A-Z, while you're already giving up any hope of this. "Nothing can keep us apart, cause you are the one I was meant to find," he gazes lovingly into your eyes as you stare back uncertainly. "It's up to you and its up to me. No one can say what we meant to be. Why don't we rewrite the stars, taking the world to be ours," you both sing as he presses his forehead against yours. A smile begins to creep onto your lips and you close your eyes. The doors begin to rattle and you pull away from him quickly. You straighten your dress and begin picking up the books again.
     "You know I want you, but we would break and my are tied," you whisper to him as you climb back up the ladder. He frowns watching you climb and place the books away.