Loki: Indeed, go on😳🗡️🩸

Peter: Let me introduce you to the ides of march🔪🩸 It’s all about that time a Roman emperor got stabbed 23 times!

Loki: I see where you’re going with this! We’ll celebrate by hunting down that orange guy calling himself a king, and stab him 23 times!

Peter: Well…

literally they just do unexpectedly nice things to him and that's it

Peter finished his coffee and doesn't want to get up to get more? his cup is magically refilled

wants to read a new book but the broke syndrome hits him? too bad, now you have the entire trilogy plus the spinoffs

Peter met Loki in the spring, when the days were wet and changing. He knew who he was, but not everything, and he knew he never would truly know everything. The god lived a life much longer and grander than Peter could ever imagine or understand. He was okay with that.

Peter got to know Loki in the summer, when the days were long and hot. He learned about his family, and the odd relationship with his brother. He learned about the traditions he was raised on, and how full moons were perfect to make different tinctures and cast longevity spells. He learned that god could be a goddess, and she was just as beautiful as the god. Peter liked that, and the tingle in his gut that made him excited to see her.

Peter fell for Loki in the fall. He fell for the ways he would smile at the sky, and the ways she would cup her hands around apple cider. He was entranced by the way they baked, and how they would suck on the sugar spoon happily while mixing. He was pulled deeper by the way he grinned, and drug him onto the dance floor at a bar and the way his hips moved. Peter wanted to kiss them more often than not.

Peter was in love with Loki in the winter. The blue tinge to their skin, and the way his eyes were brighter and how her fingers never grew cold. He loved the way she laughed and the way her mouth fit against his that day behind the subway pillar. He loved the way they let their guards down and would talk softly of what it was like wandering between the worlds, and how when he was happy he would belt Showtunes in the apartment. He loved the way his fingers laced with his when they cuddled, kissed, loved. He loved the way her nose would scrunch up when he mentioned the avengers, and how his night time patrols became less lonely. He loved the way he didn’t have to hide from them. And he loved the little sound they made when Peter said it for the first time as he watched Loki flip through a book, hair in a bun and sweats on their legs.

Peter: What? I can tell something exciting happened! Did you get a new dagger to stab Thor with?

Loki: No, even better!

Peter: Even better than- okay I give up. Tell me!

Loki: Scientists has named a dinosaur after me!

Peter: No way!

Loki: Yes way! Check out for yourself! Look, they even call me an Iconic Norse God, I’m an icon!

Peter: That’s so cool! You know, ceratopsians happened to be my favorite clade of dinosaurs!

Loki: Aww, you’re just saying that because one of them is named after me~😏

Tony: Hey! No one’s named a dinosaur after me!

Loki: What? Just like that?

Peter: Yeah, Dr. Dad found her on the street running form a giant floating octopus with one eye. Long story.

Loki: Well, I’ve got time.

Peter: Well, I haven’t heard the long story because I could “get traumatized-er”.

Loki: …

Loki: Sounds legit, so when can I meet this new sister of yours?

Peter: You can come over for family dinner tomorrow.

Stephen: You mean back when he was seven? Yes, he cried because he couldn't decide between red or blue.

Tony: Precisely! And since he's older now, and probably won't start crying, I figured perhaps I could ask again now.

Stephen: What did he say?

Tony: Green...

Stephen: Damn it! He has chosen his significant other over us! At least there might still be hope for Morgan

Tony: Not exactly, I asked her too, and without even hesitating, she also said green...