â human reaction.
summary || ``youâre starting to wonder if attending work after your day-off was a mistake.``
pairing: 2012!loki x gn!scientist!reader song recommendations: tesseract - cix (p.s. check out seunghun on build-up rn!) lowercase is intended⌠part: 1/?
â themes and warning/s: open-ended, enemies to potential lovers (for sure, they will be lovers soon), NOT a stand-alone one shot ;) wink wink, bossy loki, y/n being somewhat a dumb human being (heroism)
â a/n: hi! back with another loki au this march and guys, this is not a phaseâ ITâS NOT A PHASE, MOM! (corny? i graduated with that course in the university of the cornyology â iâm not even done with g12 lmfao wtf am i saying) anywho, i miss him. i literally rewatched the avengers for him and i'm not even active w the mcu anymore. i actually have a lot of other pending drafts from my main acc (@mgnifiqueyoo - follow me there :3) and so many unfinished IMPORTANT work from real life but like i thought of a line and now, i just HAVE to write it or it's outta my head so here u go. lmao. enjoy!
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â... oh my god.â
that was all you could mutter under your breath the moment you saw the rest of your co-workers controlled by that thing the alien held in his palm. you didnât show up to work yesterday since you were just taking the final steps in finishing that project of yours.
what was the project? the hypercryogenic station.
and now, after a long day of ignoring your texts and calls, you ended up going to work, which happened to be a terrible idea. better yet, a horrible mistake. â... excuse me?â you took small steps, nearing the towering male as he just stood still, not facing you. all of your friends were doing his commands without any questions and you knew that clint barton would never do any of this!
but he did anyway. and you had to know why.
âwhat did you do with them?â you asked, demanding for answers as you heard him let out an almost inaudible chuckle only to be followed by a deep, low snicker. the alien slowly turned around and looked you straight in the eye, sweat pouring down his face with a sharp glare while his teeth ground against each other.
he was just terrifying, how else could you leave the facility without getting killed?
âoh, is that supposed to matter?â the alien mocked, later glancing at the staff he held before looking back at you, his smirk disappearing little by little. â... you must be horrified, arenât you?â
of course you were, who wouldnât be horrified when they see something like this?Â
but before he could even get closer to you, he suddenly stumbled. that wasnât something you expected since you assumed that he was a powerful being out of this world after seeing that wardrobe choice but he showed⌠weakness? itâs hard not to take note of it for future purposes.
you then cleared your throat and asked, âare you okay?â
but he said nothing in return, tense and trembling with every step. he had a maniacal look on his face as if he couldnât control his actions; he seemed like he was enduring something that was hurting him inside.
and that got you thinking what else was happening with the man in front of you. âso, thatâs a no?âÂ
âyouâre the expert,â he said, âyouâre the one blessed with knowledge over what it is thatâs happening to me now.â
you frowned. you definitely had no idea what was going on with him and you were planning on leaving him to himself when he surprisingly grabbed your wrist. âheal me,â he pleaded, breathing in and out rapidly as you felt the burning heat that surrounded his palm, which led to that moment of realization.
âi⌠i donât know howâ,â you were then cut-off by him tilting his head to the project: the hypercryogenic station. if you ever had a scanner around you, his heat signature would be all over the place because of how high his temperature was. âbut the station hasnât even been tested yet and it could be dangerous for you and for all of us!â
the alien shook his head frantically, not letting any excuses get into his way. âif you donât help me right nowâŚâ his breath hitched as the tip of the scepter was pointed at your chest, right at your heart. âyou wonât be living for long.â
and that made you take so many steps, assisting him in the station as you closed the door. âyou canât be in there for more than a minute, itâs highly dangerous and iâm telling you, we havenât done any tests yetââ
âjust begin with the process.â his voice had gotten lower, hoarser with every moment that passed as you felt your heart race quicker. you knew that if you made a mistake, somebody like barton would kill you; there was no way out.
so the gears started running and you watched how the glass windows of the station had fogged up. your lifeâs work was being used by an unknown entity who took over the minds of your co-workers. your friends.
you couldnât help but cry silently, biting your nails while you stood a meter away from the finished project. how could a five-year plan get wasted? to this unreadable, tyrannic humanoid? you canât even breathe well.
and once the process was done, the stationâs doors slid apart, creating a path for the man inside. when he stepped out of it, he didnât even seem affected by it. all normal and human-like as if he had only bathed himself in some snow and not in an actual blizzard.
but colder than his skin was his gaze toward you, the scepter staring back at you as well, watching the way you took a few steps away from him.
âwho are you?â you asked, your eyes glued to the scepter rather than his face, which caused him to get agitated.
in return, the tip of the scepterâs blade touched your chin, tilting your head up so that you could look at him. âi am loki of asgard,â he introduced with a deranged grin as you heard the way his breath hitched, overwhelmed and proud with how he spoke to you.Â
that was enough to make you take another step back but his hand grabbed your arm like a lock, fastened so tightly that it made everything worse for you. âwhat did you do with them?â you tilted your head to the blue-eyed agents now circling the entire room, which made loki laugh.
he truly was out of his mind.Â
âi simply used them for a greater purpose,â he said back, letting out another chuckle as the scepter gleamed in response. it was in his complete control⌠they were all under his control.
how in the world can you run from this?
âlet them go.â âoh, weâre getting heroic now, arenât we?â
he mocked you shamelessly as if it wasnât your invention that saved him from his visible misery â whatever it was that hurt him earlier.
â... well, i did save you.â you just had to let a bit of sass come out because it was true. however, loki didnât seem to be fond of that and had read that as entitlement rather than a reminder of who did save him.
nonetheless, he lowered his weapon and laughed once more. âyour little saving was merely necessary, mortal. i couldâve used that machine myself.â of course, he disregarded that tiny, little favour you did for him and decided that itâd be best to not even give out a little thank you.
but then, again, what do you expect from an aspiring alien tyrant?
âbut you couldnât because i programmed it for my access only,â you continued the conversation, stating the truth right in front of him. that was your lifeâs work⌠you still couldn't believe that it was firstly used by some tall man with a scepter and emerald drapes. âbesides, that thing you used wouldn't be here if it weren't for me.â
there was long silence once again⌠perhaps, even longer than moments of silence you had earlier when your eyes scanned over the rest of the place.
almost the entirety of the facility was led by loki. horrifyingly brainwashed by that scepter.
âfair enough,â he admitted, âbut you wouldnât be breathing if i hadnât given you the chance.â
â... do you want me to thank you? for this?â âgiving thanks means nothing. i need something much more than that.â
you crossed your arms, gulping as you still tried to make yourself seem as if you had the upper hand. an imaginary upper hand, perhaps? although you had put on that mask, loki knew you were afraid of what he could do to you.Â
if this is only a preview of the damage heâs capable of causing, just how could you survive while being opposed to him?
âi couldâŚâ he trailed off, smirking to himself as he circled the station, his palm touching its painted and carved surface while the scepter glowed in his other hand. âhm⌠i could do the same to you. put your talent to use like the others.â
and you readied yourself, closing your eyes as your once crossed arms dropped to your sides, hopeless and left without a sign of help. âbut you have not attacked me once,â he said with a tone of interest, diverting his attention from the opportunity of just controlling you like a mindless servant and rather feeling positive about a different, riskier path. âand youâve saved me. willingly. no control needed.â
he walked towards you, breathing heavily and letting out a low chuckle. âdo you know what gift you have, dr. l/n?â he questioned, expecting you to know the answer as he tilted your head upwards again with the end of the scepter. one wrong push and you could bleed to death; he was being careful with you still.
after all, you were a great addition to his plans.
âhumanity, l/n.â he proudly stated, now lowering his weapon as your heart raced. never did you fear death until now, especially when your life would fade to grey without the knowledge of whatâll happen next. to the world and the people around you. âyouâve got so much humanity in you that your best choice was to save a dying god. itâs foolish, l/n. how could you be so brilliant but foolish?ââ
âare you done?â you had enough of it, still staring at one corner as you saw how your friendâs eyes still gleamed in blue, manipulated by the god standing right in front of you while the remaining lights of the facility shone over his prepped quiver, ready to attack whenever, however.
and of course, the god of mischief was indeed offended by that. â... youâre so brave, itâs idiotic.â he laughed, shaking his head as if you both had been joking with one another and you felt the heat rush up your head; you didnât want this. you just wanted your friends to be set free â your world to be set free from this being.Â
âwhat do you desire in return?â âfor you to stop whatever youâre planning here, my lord.â
even though loki knew you were being sarcastic, he just admired the way it rolled off your tongue. âyou do know that does not equate to what youâve done for me and you might want to do something more for me if youâd want that to happen,â he said, denying your request with a snicker. âbut of course, i still appreciated your service earlier so how about i offer you something else?â
heâs cheating, you thought.
âin exchange of your little saving, itâll be guaranteed that not one of us would lay a finger on youâŚâ he paused, hiding the scepter behind his back as you tilted your head to the side. were you even hearing this correctly? that was too low. âand you would be shielded from any harm as well.â
but can you do anything about it? no. âis that good enough for you, my little savior?â
you had to think about it for longer than a second. why only a second, you may ask? well, does it look like you still have enough time to decide perfectly? the world is at stake; you had to give an answer now or worse destruction could happen.
âfine,â you uttered, firmly extending your hand towards him as he only stared back at your empty, shaking palm. âiâll do whatever it takes to free this world from you.â
âthatâs laughable.â âweâll see, your majesty.â












