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Beauty and the Beast

Word count: 1142 

Pairing: Platonic!Loki x Stark!Reader

Warnings: Swear words, kinda sad

Summary: Y/n Stark feels neglected by her dad, so Loki takes it into his own hands to fix it.

Y/n laid on the couch of the avengers’ library, she was curled into a small ball, a blanket was draped over her. Loki sat on a chair opposite of her, his nose in a book. He became alert when he heard her sniffle. Loki would never admit it but he saw himself in the young Stark.

“Everything alright?” He put the book down on the table beside him.

“No,” She wiped her eyes, “But I know you want to read and you don’t care about my problems so I am not going to yap your ear off with my sob story”.

Loki’s face softened and walked over to her. He sat beside her on the couch and ran his hand through her hair, “What’s wrong?”

Her eyes watered even more as she started, “You know moving here after my mom shipped me off, I thought that maybe my dad would be happy and we bond and all that cheesy shit. It was like that for a good week and then, Peter god damn Parker shows up and next thing I know, I’m tossed aside for the spider thing to take my place as his child. I know that him not knowing me for 16 years would be strange, but damn, I would think he would try to bond with me, but I ended up being the kid he adopted after he found me in a fucking Taco Bell parking lot”.

“I know what you mean,” Loki sighed, knowing what it felt like to be the unwanted child, “Your dad loves you, he just, doesn’t know how to show it”.

“He shows Parker all the love but fuck me right,” She started to sob.

Loki pulled her into his chest and tried to calm her. He ran his hands through her hair, he rubbed her back, he tried all he could. Nothing worked so he transported both of them to her room. He snapped his fingers and her favorite foods were on her nightstand.

“Friday, play Beauty and The Beast on Y/n’s Television please,” He planted himself on her bed and she laid her head on his shoulder. Her crying subsided as the Disney movie started playing. Loki felt her relax and he put his arm around her, pulling her closer.

Loki remembered the day that she moved into the tower, she looked so scared and awkward, but she warmed up to everyone, including Loki. They became friends and they spent days together enjoying each other’s company as they read. The tower felt more alive with her there, but then Peter showed up. Her seat at dinner wasn’t hers anymore, it was Peter’s. Her spot during movie night became Peter’s, and the place that her dad had for her in his heart, became Peter’s.

When the movie ended, she hugged Loki tight, “Thanks, a lot”.

“Our day isn’t finished,” He smirked at her, “We’re going to take a trip”.

“Where?”

“You’ll see. Close your eyes”.

She complied and then the air suddenly changed. A light breeze was felt on her face and she opened her eyes.

“Wow,” she smiled and looked around.

“Welcome to Asgard lady Y/n,” Loki spoke up from behind her, “I thought that you would like to see the gardens”.

Her eyes brightened and she shook her head enthusiastically. Loki held out his arm, she took it and they walked throughout the gardens.

They spent a little over an hour just wandering and talking. Before they left Y/n stopped Loki.

“I really needed this Loki,” She smiled, “Thank you”.

“I am here for you anytime you need Y/n,” He smiled back, “The gardens are always open to you. Let’s go home”.

They walked back into Y/n room and she crawled into bed, worn out.

“Good nig-”

“Loki,” she looked up at him, “Can you stay until I fall asleep? Read to me?”

He snapped his finger and his favorite chair and the book he had been reading appeared in his hand as he sat down and started reading.

“ ‘Eat then, Beauty,’ said the monster, ‘and endeavor to amuse yourself in your palace, for everything here is yours, and I should be very uneasy if you were not happy.’

‘You are very obliging,’ answered Beauty, ‘I own I am pleased with your kindness, and when I consider that, your deformity scarce appears.’

‘Yes, yes,’ said the Beast, ‘my heart is good, but still, I am a monster.’

‘Among mankind,’ says Beauty, ‘there are many that deserve that name more than you, and I prefer you, just as you are, to those, who, under a human form, hide a treacherous, corrupt, and ungrateful heart.’

‘If I had sense enough,’ replied the Beast, ‘I would make a fine complement to thank you, but I am so dull, that I can only say, I am greatly obliged to you.’ “.

Y/n fell asleep listening to Loki’s voice. It was nearly midnight when he finished,

“Immediately the fairy gave a stroke with her wand, and in a moment all that were in the hall were transported into the prince’s dominions. His subjects received him with joy. He married Beauty, and lived with her many years, and their happiness — as it was founded on virtue — was complete”.

Loki closed the book and set it on the chair, leaving both in her room, he headed for his own.

The moment he stepped outside he was met with the solid body of his brother.

“Brother!” Thor laughed, stepping back, unveiling a not-to-happy Tony Stark, “I never knew that you cared so much for Lady Stark!”

“It’s Y/n, not Lady Stark,” Loki shot Tony a sharp look, “If only her father paid attention to her”.

“What are you getting at greasy asshole?” Tony took a step forward.

“If you weren’t so far up the spider-kid’s ass, maybe you would see that your own blood feels left out,” Loki narrowed his eyes at Tony, “She told me, and I quote, ‘ I ended up being the kid he adopted after he found me in a fucking Taco Bell parking lot.’ She feels like you don’t love her so I had to step in as the father figure”.

Tony’s faced dropped.

“Do you even know anything about her,” Loki threw his hands up, “She is a bright and very sweet girl and you can’t spare to be one minute away from your second child to learn anything about her. You made her cry, a father is supposed to protect his daughter from the ones who make her cry, not be the one who makes her cry”.

Loki scoffed and walked away to his room. When he got there he had a text message from Y/n.

‘Thank you again, Loki. You truly are a great person, no matter what anyone says.’

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YOU THINK I’M JOKING BUT I’M DEAD SERIOUS

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Ahhhhhhh!!!!! I’m really excited for this series

Royally Screwed // Peter Parker x Stark!reader

Summary: After a party and quite a lot of drinking Y/n Stark finds herself in quite a predicament // Part Two

Warnings: teen pregnancy, language

Author’s Note: I guess this is a multiple part thing now? Also I’m not from nyc so the times it takes to get from place to place is definitely not accurate it’s probably more like a couple hours but whatever

Once I got to my room and calmed my breathing, Bucky and Steve sat down on the foot my bed.

“How’d it happen, kiddo?”

“I-I went to a party with Peter. We got d-drunk and the next thing I knew I w-woke up next to him.” I told them, my hiccups interrupting.

“How far along are you?” Steve sounded disappointed.

“Four and a half months.” They both snapped their heads from the floor to me.

“And you haven’t had any prenatal care?” Bucky started.

“Or ultrasounds?” Steve finished. I shook my head as I wiped away tears with the back of my hand.

They both embraced me from the side as my gasps and hiccups slowed. “If you need anything-“

Steve was interrupted by pounding on the door. “Y/n Stark open this fucking door right now.” I flinched back on instinct. “Unlock the fucking door Y/n!”

Steve got up and opened the door making sure to put his body between me and my livid father.

“Rogers move.” He growled.

“No Tony, you need to calm down.”

Bucky shoved me over to my closet and threw me a bag. “You need to get out of here. He’s not going to calm down anytime soon.” I nodded and started to throw random articles of clothing into the bag. I grabbed a toothbrush and toothpaste out of my bathroom and stood in the middle of my room as Steve tried to persuade my Dad to calm down.

Bucky grabbed my shoulder and spun me around. “I’m gonna help Steve push him into the hallway and block him, okay? You’re gonna run. Don’t take the elevator he’ll shut it down. Run until you can’t feel your legs. Go to Peter’s.” I nodded as I hugged him.

“Thank you.” I took a deep breath as he walked up to Steve and placed an arm around his waist, whispering something into his ear.

Not a second after my dad had been pushed into the hallway and I took off running. I only heard the faint screams of my dad but didn’t stop as I blocked them out.

I whipped myself around the corner of the staircase and opted to slide down the rail instead of run down them. Four minutes later I was down the stairs and running out the front door, ignoring the strange looks from the staff and passerby in the lobby.

I ran until my lungs begged for oxygen and legs burned and tingled. No less then twenty minutes later I was at Peter’s front door on the verge of passing out. May caught me in her arms.

“Honey what happened?” She asked worriedly.

“My dad…found out…very angry…” I said in between pants. She pulled me closer and offered me a cup of water, which I gladly accepted.

I tried to pull together my thoughts as I sipped the water slowly. My eyes raced around the room in front of me, looking for a suitable place to zone out.

I was on the cusp of letting my eyes flutter closed when May walked back into the room, cellphone in hand.

“I just got off the phone with Peter and the doctor’s office.” I sat up straight and listened attentively. “Peter’s on his way home right now, he just had some Spidey business to take care of and my doctor can take you for an emergency appointment right now.”

“Emergency?” I almost whispered. “Is something wrong?”

“Well you’re halfway through your pregnancy and haven’t had any prenatal care, I’d assume.” I nodded. “So they want to get you in and make sure everything’s okay.”

I exhaled deeply and bit my lip as I leaned my head back against the back of the couch.

“Why is he like this? I know I fucked up, but I need someone right now.” I lifted my head to look at May.

“He just needs time sweetie that’s all. He’ll come around.” She sat next to me and started to rub my arm comfortingly.

“But what if he doesn’t? What if I’m stuck on the run from him forever? I know he wants me to have an abortion, I know it, but I don’t want one, I want this baby. I want my baby.” I said leaning into her touch.

“If he doesn’t want you with this baby, then so be it, we’re your family too now.” I gave May a small smile before our conversation was cut short by Peter bursting through his bedroom door, mask still on.

“What happened?” He asked grabbing the top of his mask and pulling it off before throwing it into his room.

“My dad found out. He’s not happy.” The panic on his face was replaced with sadness and sympathy. He walked over and placed a kiss on my cheek.

“It’ll be alright.” I gave a small nod.

“Alright guys, we have an appointment to get to.” May announced.

Peter helped me up and out of the building, no matter how many times I told him I was fine.

It was a short ride and short wait as we went to the hospital May worked at. I laid down on the paper covered table as the doctor beside me readied the machine in front of her.

“So you haven’t had any previous care done by a professional?” She asked as she typed away at her computer.

“No ma’am.”

“And you’re four and a half months along?” I nodded my head and waited for another question, but none came.

“Alright Ms. Stark,” she enunciated ‘Stark’ as if it meant anything to me. Everybody knew who I was and doctor-patient confidentiality confirmed that no one else would know unless she didn’t want her job anymore and was fine with thousands of dollars of fines. “I’m just gonna put this on your belly now.” She gestured towards the gel-like liquid in her right hand.

“Okay.” It came out as barely a whisper and truth be told, I was terrified that I somehow fucked up this baby like I fucked everything else in my life up. I closed my eyes in an attempt to stop tears from falling whenI felt the cold gel on my stomach. I didn’t open my eyes as the technician moved the gel around with the wand, or when I heard her typing away at something. I didn’t open my eyes until she removed the product from my stomach and began to speak.

“Well she looks awfully healthy for a baby that hasn’t had any care. I’d say you’re pretty lucky.” I repalyed that sentence in my head over and over again until it finally clicked.

“S-She?”

“Oh my God, I’m so sorry, did you not want to know?” The doctor flailed to cover up her mistake.

“No! It’s fine, I wanted to! T-Thank you.” I could feel tears start to prick the corners of my eyes.

The doctor pressed her hand to the center of her chest, “Oh, okay. Thank goodness! Well then, you’re good to go.”

I thanked her once again before meeting May and Peter outside the room.

Peter stood up almost immediately, “So how’d it go?”

I bit my lip to try to suppress my grin, “We’re having a girl, Pete.” I watched his face light up as he let out a small giggle.

“A baby girl?” I nodded as he picked me up and kissed me.

“Baby, put me down. We’re in public.” I squealed.

I looked past Peter to May, who had a smile on her face. I embraced her as well, thanking her for her once again.

We made our way out to May’s car making sure to pull up our hoodies and put on sunglasses to reassure that no civilians would recognize us.

We were here on our way home when Peter’s phone wouldn’t stop buzzing.

“Peter just pick up your damn phone please.”

“I already know who it is.” He said not even bothering to look into the back seat where I was.

“If it’s my Dad then just answer it for Christ’s sake.” I groaned, “I can’t stand the buzzing.”

He sighed loudly before picking up the phone.

“What’s up Mr. Stark?”

“Nope I haven’t seen Y/n. Why?”

“She ran away? Why?”

“She’s pregnant?”

“Alright I have to go Mr. Stark I’ll let you know if I find her.” He ended the call before muttering, “Bullshit,” under his breath.

“Peter, you didn’t have to lie to him. I can hold my own.”

“I’m not letting him near you. We both know he doesn’t want this baby and he’ll do whatever he needs to make sure we don’t have it.” He looked back and took my hand in his. “I love you.”

“I love you too.” I picked up my own phone for the first time in a couple hours just to find hundreds of texts from the team and my dad. I rolled my eyes and ignored them, opting to check twitter instead. Some of the things people post make me laugh even if I’m in one of the shittiest places of my life.

I was was expecting stupid memes or stories that probably didn’t happen but instead I got smacked with news story upon news story.

‘Y/n Stark? Pregnant? The young Stark was seen exiting a hospital with her boyfriend, Peter Parker and his guardian this afternoon. Stark was wearing baggy clothes compared to her normal tight, fashionable clothing. Tony Stark was nowhere to be seen, what does this say about their relationship and current situation. Stay posted with current updates here!’

“Bull-fucking-shit.” I muttered under my breath.

“What’s wrong, babe?” Peter turned to look at me.

“Paparazzi saw us leaving the hospital and now the whole world thinks I’m pregnant, which I mean I am but no one else is supposed to know that. And they even pointed out that my dad wasn’t there. What the fuck. I’m screwed.”

Peter gave a small laugh, “It’s alright we’ll figure it out.”

“Now my Dad is going to know that you know now though.” I bit my lip until the taste of copper shocked my tastebuds.

“We’ll figure it out.”

“I hope so.”

I stared out the window and watched Avengers Tower become smaller and smaller as we drove further and further into Queens.

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Low key I am hoping for billy being end game but it’s okay if it’s not because I’m really enjoying the story

the prodigal sister. four.

pairing: familial byers fam x reader, romantic paring tbd

word count: 2.7k

summary: y/n is the middle sibling of the byers brothers. she’s just ten months younger than jonathan, making the pair “irish twins”. except when her father and mother got divorced, lonnie got custody of y/n and took her away from the rest of the family.

notes: okay so i realized that i was calling the tps chapters parts when i was organizing stuff and now i’ve decided that i’m going to use the term chapter for here too.  i don’t think anyone but me noticed but it bugged me lol.  and here’s part four!  here you get introduced to hopper in the fic, and another night at the arcade! 

other chapters: masterlist

tps tag list: @irreleventmoonchild, @rockyrocket15, @the-fae-child, @bucky4cap45, @pinklyrium  ( most of the tags seem to be broken so, if u wanna be added/readded to the tag list just let me know ! )

It was a cold midwestern mid-January morning the next morning when Y/N woke up.  For the local Hawkins school it was already the beginning of the semester, but back at her boarding school in California, the semester didn’t begin until the beginning of February.  So now, switching schools, she’d have to play catch up.  

Which is why, when her mother insisted upon taking Y/N along to work with her ( Joyce was still worried about anything happening if any of her kids were home alone, and Y/N had seen the slight hint of panic in her mother’s eyes and agreed to go with her ), they stopped at the school and grabbed a packet of what she missed at school.  So the scene that Chief Hopper walked into at Melvald’s–Joyce stickering the discounted items and Y/N sitting on a metal stool behind one of the registers, a textbook propped in her lap–confused him briefly, before he remembered that Joyce had three kids.  This must be her daughter.  

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Starlight Saviour (Teaser) -- Billy Hargrove

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Summary: Being Steve Harrington’s younger sister and the notorious girlfriend of Billy Hargrove is hell. Especially when your boyfriend becomes infected and you’re the only one willing to step between him and the monster.

Pairing: Billy Hargrove x fem!Harrington!reader

A/N: This is just a little teaser for a new Billy piece I’m working on. The first chapter should be out later today, but I wanted to see how people felt first. This is all based purely on the trailers that we’ve seen and my own speculation, so if it doesn’t align with your own theories, damn. But either way, I hope you guys enjoyed it!

Outside, the pitch-black night sky encased you and Billy as the Camaro drove steadily down the backroads. Home Sweet Home by Motley Crue whispered from the stereo, but you and Billy singing along managed to outpower Vince Neil’s voice completely. Billy drove with one hand on the steering wheel and the other gripping your calf, keeping you safe as you dangled out of the passenger side window. He kept the car slow, no more than 30 miles, and his grip on you would tighten at the slightest bump or turn. Your arms were flung out behind you, body teetering dangerously close to falling as you leaned back, with your head tilted towards the sky so you could admire the stars. The light pollution had been horrible this summer with the new mall having been built and the fair now in town. The only way to actually see the stars anymore was to go deep in the woods (where you knew not to go anymore) or driving the backroads. Billy knew how much you enjoyed seeing the moon and the stars, and he decided to take you out for the night- ultimately forgoing your original plan of meeting up with Steve and the kids at the fair.

Two quick taps on your leg brought your attention back to the car. “C’mon, star, it’s cold as hell,” Billy griped, giving a full-body shiver for supposed dramatic effect. Rolling your eyes at the nickname while a smile played at your lips, you dutifully slid back inside the car and rolled up the window. You were only wearing a pair of black, high-waisted shorts and one of Billy’s ragged band-tees, and yet you still hadn’t managed a single shiver.

“It is not, you big baby.” Despite your scoff, you reached over to turn up the heat and face it towards your shivering boyfriend. “Thank you for bringing me out here, though, it’s so nice,” you sighed softly, kicking your converse-clad feet onto his dashboard, and turning your body to rest your forehead against his shoulder. You almost pulled away, however, because of how cold his bare skin was. But, you brushed it off as Billy not having the same adrenaline as you did at the moment, and that you’d cool down soon enough, too.

“Mm, yeah, babe, ‘course,” he mumbled, his words slurred together and causing you immediate alarm at the sudden change.

You sat up quickly and turned to look at him, ready to berate him for any alcohol he may have had, but the words immediately died on your tongue. Billy was white-knuckling the steering wheel, and even though his words were slurred and his voice wasn’t all there, his eyes were wide and almost manic. They kept flicking from the rearview mirror (looking at something that you couldn’t see), to you, and back to the road, but his focus seemed to be on whatever was in the back. Turning around, you tried to spot whatever he was looking at- maybe a rogue car chasing you down or a bra you’d left in the backseat, but there was nothing there. Just darkness.

You turned back to him and placed a careful hand on his cold shoulder. “Billy? You alright, handsome?”

A smirk lifted at his lips, but he didn’t look to you. “I’m fucking perfect, baby, why’d you ask?” Billy’s voice was now much darker and throatier, giving you whiplash from the way he’d spoken just moments before. The familiar sound of the engine revving hit your ears, drowning out your song on the radio and filling your blood with ice.

Your eyes flicked to the speedometer, “You’re going too fast, you’ve gotta slow down.”

“It’s alright, baby, you know I’ve got control,” Billy chuckled, reaching out a hand to pet your cheek. You allowed him to, but you couldn’t keep the panic out of your eyes as you held onto his hand.

You urged, “Billy, please, slow the fuck down. You promised you wouldn’t start this shit up again. I know it’s an empty road, but please just slow down.” Billy laughed at your words and shook his head, thumbing your cheek. “If you don’t slow down, we’re gonna have a real fucking problem,” you seethed, losing the caring and concerned attitude, replacing it with panic and fear. Whatever Billy was going through you could deal with later, after the possibility of an impending crash was off the table.

“Baby,” he cooed, “don’t worry.” Billy lifted his head to look at you, and instead of being met with his beautiful ocean-blue eyes, you were now face-to-face with monsterish-green irises and black veins creeping in the whites of his eyes.

“Fuck-”

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