A Trickster's Hawk (an Avengers fic)Disclaimer: All rights belong to Marvel. I own nothing and no profit is being made.
WARNING: Minor spoilers for The Avengers.
He listened as Agent Barton told him of SHIELD and its workings.
He couldn't help but smirk when the man explained the Avengers. Superheroes indeed. He was hardly impressed, nor did he feel threatened. He merely thought of a way to deal with them before they became a problem. Always best to squash possible rebellions before they began. "Tell me everything about these Avengers," he ordered and Barton didn't hesitate.
There were six Avengers.
Barton himself, a skilled archer and assassin.
Tony Stark, a rich mortal with a suit of armour that enabled him to fight.
Steve Rogers, a mortal enhanced by science who had somehow survived being frozen in ice for nearly seventy-years.
Bruce Banner, another mortal that became a mindless beast when angered.
Thor Loki scoffed at the mention of his so called brother and Barton hesitate
Soothing Voice (an Avengers fic)Disclaimer: All rights belong to Marvel. I own nothing and no profit is being made.
I was listening to the audiobook for Sally Gardner's "The Red Necklace" when I was suddenly inspired to write this.
Loki was reclined on the bed, back against the headboard, book in hand when Clint entered the bedroom. The archer had no idea how long the trickster God had been there, but judging by the fact that the book was opened about halfway he suspected Loki had been there a while. That or he was a very fast reader.
Green eyes glanced up at him for a moment before returning the book. Clint smirked as he watched Loki's lips twitch as though he were trying to form words or about to start reading aloud. Quickly stripping out of his gear and changing into a pair of sweatpants, Clint walked over and climbed onto the bed, careful not to disturb Loki, who had yet to speak or otherwise acknowledge his presence beyond the earlier glance.
Settling next to the trickster, Clint managed
Lullabies and Love (an Avengers fic)Disclaimer: All rights belong to Marvel. I own nothing and no profit is being made.
"Baby Mine" song and lyrics (c) Ned Washington
Loki woke when he heard the sobs and wails coming from the crib across the room. Rising as though he'd been awake for hours not seconds, he crossed the room and cooed softly at the baby who was fussing and red faced. Lifting his son into his arms, the trickster gently rocked the baby, who continued to fuss. Walking to the rocking chair near the crib, Loki sat and used the soothing motion of said chair to calm his son.
When the wailing became soft hiccups Loki started singing softly, still gently rocking back and forth.
Baby mine don't you cry
Baby mine dry your eyes
Rest your head close to my heart
Never to part, baby of mine
Little one when you play
Don't you mind what they say
Let those eyes sparkle and shine
Never a tear, baby of mine
If they knew sweet little you
They end up loving you too
All those same people who scold you