Loki has always wanted what he couldn't have. The throne. The Tesseract. Control. Now he wants her. Y/N was never meant to be part of his story - a fellow operative with fractured loyalties and a power she barely understands. She's sharp, guarded, and already tethered to someone safer. Someone good. But good doesn't burn like this. Their alliance is unstable. Their chemistry, volatile. And when a mission forces them into proximity, the line between manipulation and connection begins to blur. She's not his. But he's never been good at letting go. In a world built on secrets and survival, love was never the objective. So why does it feel like the most dangerous mission of all? Disclaimer: I do not own any characters or settings from the Marvel Cinematic Universe. All rights belong to Marvel Studios and Disney. This is a work of fanfiction created for entertainment purposes only. Note: All visual artwork featured in Singularity was generated using AI tools. These images are not created by human artists and are intended to support the narrative atmosphere rather than represent commissioned or hand-drawn illustrations.
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