Supernatural & Avengers crossover!
Loki x reader
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Y/n L/n has been with the winchesters since day 1... Y/n has also been an Marvel fan since day 1...
Imagine the shock and excitement when she sees the Avengers in the bunker!
Especially when Loki...
Stretching out your limbs you realise you were back in your room. You'll have to thank whoever tucked you in later. Combing back your hair you blast (favourite band/artist) from your phone.
Dancing through the hall you slide across and into the kitchen, jumping down the stairs and spinning around. Belting out the lyrics, you weren't scared of Dean retaliating considering how early it was.
You turn on the stove and place some bacon on the now heated pan. As the toast gets placed in, you take out some juice and pour some in a tall glass. Drumming in the air you flip the bacon before putting it on the toast which popped up onto your plate.
"Great performance,"
You scream and take the nearest weapon which happened to be a butter knife. "Holy shit," There before you was Tony Stark. "Yesterday wasn't a dream then??"
"Afraid not, sunshine," Placing down the knife, you sigh before you breath hitches. "What?"
"YESTERDAY WASN'T A DREAM!" It finally clicked in your brain. "Oh god- he saw me like this!" clasping a hand over your mouth you ran back to your room.
Soon you came back fully dressed, having taken a shower and even put on a little perfume you used when you dress as a fed.
"I'm guessing you're not dressing up for me?" Tony grumbles, looking up from what was your breakfast.
"You... ate my breakfast,"
"Oh sorry, was a little hungry," Tony's scream fills the room as you lunge at him.
"Y/n?!" Sam pried you off as everyone rushed into the kitchen. "What did you do?"
"He ate my breakfast!" You screeched.
"Oh, that was a bad idea," Cas mumbles in fright.
"Alright! Noted," Tony backs up against Cap who picks him up. "Have twenty dollars," Tony takes out his wallet and hands it over.
"You are forgiven," Stuffing it in your pocket you stare at the group. "I'm guessing you're all hungry?"
"Incredibly, Ma'am," Steve replies with a shy smile.
"What a sweetheart," You say in awe. "Just call me Y/n, I'm hoping these idiots have introduced themselves?" They all nod as you place more bacon on the pan and took out some flour, milk and eggs.
"Pancakes??" Dean rushed to his seat and sat waiting patiently.
"But you know what that means," The boys groan at the realisation of your rule.
"What does that mean?" Clint asks.
"It means they have to make room for a few guests,"
"Hello, boys," Crowley pops up out of nowhere making a few scream. "Oh, guess we're running a brothel,"
"Enough, of that, Crowley," You wave your spatula at the King who scowls. "Gabe!"
"You called?" The archangel pops up by your side. "Oh I smell heaven already!" The trickster turns to the heroes and hums. "That was not my doing was it?"
"You tell me, candy boy," Dean growls.
"Enough hostility, Dean-o, my trickster days are over, my Loki cover has been blown!" Gabriel makes explosion sound effects.
"Excuse me? What do I have to do with this?"
Your breath hitches as you turn to see Loki glaring at the angel.
"Oh my god! Look, Y/n, it's-" Taking a knife you throw it at Gabriel who gets it buried in his shoulder. "Seriously?"
"Seriously,"
"Are we just going to ignore the fact that THEY JUST POPPED OUT OF THIN AIR AND SHE JUST STABBED HIM?!" Peter speaks for the whole team.
"Don't worry, Spider-boy, I'm an Angel,"
"And I'm-" Crowley starts.
"An asshole," Dean cuts in.
"The King of Hell," Crowley grumbles. "But also that," Crowley says amusedly as he watched the heroes look at you all as if you were insane.
"We'll explain later, for now, you boys get the library tables set up," You gesture for Team Free Will, the Archangel and King, to do as told.
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"Angels?"
"Yup,"
"And Demons?"
"Obviously,"
"Vampires?"
"Definitely,"
"How about werewolves?"
"Them too,"
The group sits back in shock, though Thor seemed to invested in your pancakes, as Loki was with the book he had been transported here with. Clint looked like he was half listening, instead making faces with his bacon bits.
"And you hunt them for a living?"
"Yup, except Angels," Sam quips.
"Don't get us wrong, they're all douches," Dean mumbles making Gabe and Cas look at him offended.
"Except, Cas and Gabe," You barge in making Dean scowl. "Maybe even Lucifer,"
"Y/n!"
"What?? He gave me cupcakes!" The group deadpans to you. "Ok, he did kill a few people but he other than that he's funny!"
"He started the apocolypse!" Sam growls.
"Technically, we started it, he was just released," You lay back in your chair after slapping the table. "I rest my case,"
"This is too much to process," Nat massages her temples.
"We have books if you want to read them,"
"Books? By who?"
"God, but he prefers to be called Chuck," Pietro chokes on his food as Wanda pats his back.
"This feels like a fever dream," the falcon mumbles.
"That's because it is," you clap your hands in front of him making him jump. A ringtone that was of someone screaming bloody murder fills silence.
"Oh, sorry, let me take this," Crowley walks away after wiping his mouth with his embroidered handkerchief.
"Someone escaped torture,"
"Someone escaped their deal,"
"Someone ate his tailor... again," You placed five dollars on the table as Dean piled a crispy ten and Sam placed another five.
"They ate him again?!" Crowley yells making you chuckle and snatch the money.
"Thank you, Crowley!"
"You're welcome, darling, now I need to go break a few spines," The king of hell salutes before disappearing from sight.
"Fever dream," Nat sighs before laying her head in her hands.
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