Round 1
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This round will close at 5000 comments.
Prompt Formatting:
Alphabetize your prompts because they will be archived that way.
Put [RPF] before all RPF prompts
Put [Crossover] before all crossover prompts
Please put the pairing and the gist of the prompt. For example, Curt/Peter, mentor-student relationship
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This round will close at 5000 comments.
Prompt Formatting:
Alphabetize your prompts because they will be archived that way.
Put [RPF] before all RPF prompts
Put [Crossover] before all crossover prompts
Please put the pairing and the gist of the prompt. For example, Curt/Peter, mentor-student relationship
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Loki stood proud. He had the Avengers glued to the ground under a huge mass of goo casted by the scepter in his right hand. Floating over his left hand was the newly freed from its reinforced container Cosmic Cube. Nothing could stop him now!
Then there was a “Thwirp”-like sound and the cube was gone, pulled out of his grasp.
Later, if you asked any of the people involved, they would have related the event in the hackneyed way of Western Films’ showdowns with Spider-man and Loki staring each other down from different sides of the street, each slowly twitching towards the other.
“Oh, shinny!” Mocked the red-and-blue clad Superhero, giving the glowing cube in his tight grasp a once over, “Don’t think it’s yours though.”
“Insolent fool! How dare you?” Loki snapped, angry and awed. With a flick of his scepter, he summoned a blast of green energy to attack him.
“Me? YOU are the crazy dude wrecking my city!” Spider-man pointed an accusatory finger at him, dodging the attack.
He decided the best course of action was to warp the cube with as much webbing fluid as he could in order to somewhat contain it and prevent it being damaged in the fight. Still, he kept it in his clutch, just in case; he had read about this so-called Cosmic Cube, and how extremely powerful it was (he could feel the raw energy emanating from it even through his webbing) and there was no way that other guy would get his hands on it.
He charged at Loki, aiming for his scepter this time. The sorcerer saw it and stepped back, gripping his weapon forcefully.
“Crazy? CRAZY?” Loki repeated, appalled, advancing to hit him in the head with his scepter “Says the buffoon in spandex?!”
“Hey! It’s classic and I’m on a budget!” Spider-man moved without missing a beat, throwing a punch to the sorcerer’s side.
“Crazy, tasteless and poor? Oh, the humanity.” Loki caught the hero’s wrist before the hit connected.
“You’re one to talk. Where did you get that cape? Dr Doom’s last garage sell?” He shot webbing at Loki’s face from his captured wrist, having his other hand occupied with the webbed cube.
Loki let go of Spider-man’s wrist, taking a step back for he was briefly stunned.
“This is a handmade ensemble, you pint-sized motor-mouth.” The Norse god wiped the most of the web off his face, but the bits stuck on his hair posed more trouble. “And look what you’ve done to my hair!”
“Awww, don’t worry, you, HUGE pain in the ass, you,” Spider-man decided to wait for the other to throw an attack first so he could seize the scepter too “I know how to fix it: shave off your raven locks, Pretty Boy.”
“Some of us take care of our appearance. Some of us.” Loki could not remember an insult war this long since he went drinking with Anansi a couple of centuries back. He decided to stay put and see where it took him.
“Hey, hey, not my fault you have to work so hard for it, not everyone’s naturally good looking” The teen superhero crossed his arms, cradling the webbed Cosmic Cube to his chest.
“What do you know about beauty? I've seen people like you, but I had to pay admission!”
“Really? You seem lost and I'd like to help you out. Which way did you come in?”
“I won’t tell you that but I shall tell something that should be of vital interest to you: I did not come here to be insulted.”
“Oh. Where d'ya usually go?”
“You puny wretch of a nitwit, shut up at once!”
“Make me! And your brain’s so tiny that if Venom tried to eat it, he wouldn’t find enough to smear over a small cracker.”
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“Your speech has exhausted time and infringed upon eternity.” Spider-man retorted dryly. “If I've insulted you, I've tried my best, believe me Your Majesty.”
It was true that Loki was powerful but if he preferred volleying insults with Spider-man rather than killing him on the spot, Peter thought he might have a chance of beating him and freeing the Avengers. He just had to keep him entertained until coming up with a way of defeating him.
From the shadowy corners of the wrecked street, certain enemies of the wall-crawler lurked, eager to take a chance at offing him. Later, to anyone who asked, they would all blame it on Electro, who had pointed at the news report screening on The Bar With No Name’s TV and convinced the rest of the patrons that it was a good idea to attack Spiderman while he was distracted by a villain so out of his league. However, at the time being they sprang to action, charging and screaming towards the quarreling duo.
“Excuse me; we're having a discussion here!” Loki snapped at them.
The next thing the attackers knew was that a blast of green had splattered them through two buildings straight.
“I thought you were just calling me an “insipid pain in the ass”, Oh, Royal Psycho Sorcerer.”
“Well I don't like distract… WHAT DID YOU JUST CALL ME, YOU INSECT?”
“IT’S ARACHNID, YOU HORSE LOVER!” For once, Peter was glad he hadn’t missed history class this week. Who knew learning Norse Mythology would come handy like this?
“LEAVE SVAÐILFARI OUT OF THIS YOU… YOU… YOU… BUG-BOY!” Loki was very mad at him now.
“Never heard that one before. You are most original, Your Royal Highness.” One could practically touch the sarcasm emanating from Spider-man, “Although, really, this was a fairly matched insult war, I’m impressed! Most people just try to bash my head in after the first two remarks. Gotta do this again sometime.” He added sincerely.
And he used the last of his web fluid to glue Loki’s feet to the ground.
“Do you honestly believe this stickiness will stop me?” Loki glared down at his feet.
“It’ll do.” Spider-man moved fast and took the scepter from Loki’s hand, smashing it on the ground.
The Avengers were released from the binding goo and sprang up to action, cornering Loki. Spider-man just went over to where his obviously drunk enemies had been blasted by Loki, to confirm they were still there and drop them by the closest police station. He found, amusingly, that they had been blasted into a police station and that Rhino had taken most of the damage for the being-blasted-through-two-buildings. Loki had really done him a good favor.
He quickly went back; noticing that the Royal Psycho Sorcerer Horse Lover was nowhere to be found. Upon seeing him, Iron Man flew towards him.
“Hey, Spider-man, how would you like to join the Avengers?” He lifted his armor’s mask to give him a flashy smile.
Captain America and Thor caught up with them. Black Widow and Hawkeye, meanwhile, were giving the recently less green Bruce Banner some much-needed clothing.
“Tony, you can’t just decide who gets in the team on your own!” Captain America reminded him, but he turned to Spider-man and added, “We can ask Fury, of course. He’s been worried about your status as a Vigilante but I think you just proved you are on the side of good.”
“Spider-Man, methinks thy knack for the arts of mischief doth rival that of my brother Loki.” Thor acknowledged, patting him on the back.
“Err… um… really? I don’t know. Maybe a part time membership sorta deal?” Spider-man offered, rubbing the back of his neck.
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He had come to love that Tower like a second home: Tony’s laboratory was the complete and concise definition of the word “awesome”, he spent so much time there with him and Bruce that the others had taken to calling him “their lovely little helper” (ha-freakin’-ha, Hawkeye). In addition, they had an amazing common room, with the most incredible TV set known to humankind and -Peter suspected, going with what Thor had told him of Asgard- Godly Aliens. Let’s not forget the training room either, Peter had many a great moment showing off his flexibility there, to his teammates’ amusement and, when it was particularly impossible to anyone else with a spine, horror.
He had been very firm on not wanting to unmask himself and the others had to respect that, however reluctantly in some cases. They also had taken the fact that he was still in school very well, when they discovered that what he carried in his backpack actually were schoolbooks, and he found himself forced to explain. Maybe they were hesitant at first, but Peter had the team convinced he could take care of himself and was going to keep being Spider-man no matter what, so take it or leave it.
They tried not to act different now, but it was obvious. If only because right after getting over their concern, they decided to “adopt” Spider-man as their “little brother”, and if someone patted him in the head one more time he was going to rip their arm off and beat them with it, never mind if it was one of his idols (or Hawkeye) who did it. Why couldn’t they be more lax about it, like Thor? Granted, Thor was struggling with guilt about having a replacement for Loki, but he treated him like a young ally rather than some sort of prodigy child who hanged out with the adults.
He rapped his knuckles gently against the lab’s windowpane, barely peeking down on it from where he hung upside-down from his web thread, he had found Tony did very weird things in that lab (drunken karaoke, go-kart racing, and showing pretty women around, to name a few) and really didn’t want to bother him if he was up to something.
Fortunately, the resident genius/billionaire/playboy/philanthropist/superhero was not in the labs now. Bruce looked up from his microscope and waved at his “little brother”.
“JARVIS open the window, please,” he said, looking up although knowing all that was there to see was the roof.
The window opened to let Peter in; he crawled on the lab’s roof, positioning himself at a few steps from Dr. Banner before gracefully falling down and landing on his feet.
“What’s up, doc?” He grinned under the mask.
“I see you got the message.” Bruce chuckled at the younger’s eagerness.
“And you guys having a movie night has been going on without me since when, exactly?” He mock scolded, making for the door.
“Tony declared the movie night so just today. And everyone knows he rented Captain America’s old movies in DVD just to make fun of him.”
Peter chuckled, life was good. The kind of good that makes you make even more excuses to your elderly aunt so you can go and enjoy it guiltily until you get there and forget you feel guilty and that just makes you guiltier when you leave for home… Still pretty good though.
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“We’ll split up and search for her, under no circumstances must she get hold of that mystic gem she’s looking for” Captain America informed the Avengers plus part-time Avenger plus Loki “Me and Iron Man will go North; Hulk and Thor will go West; Loki and Spider-man will go South; Black Widow and Hawkeye go East.”
All nodded and went off in haste.
Loki flew at a measured pace next to his webswinging companion, dead silent.
“Still sulking because your girlfriend left ya?” Spider-man, of course, had to joke.
“That sordid temptress betrayed me because of you!” His green eyes bore into the white disks of the other’s mask. “She thought me weak and pathetic for having been beat so easily by only a single small time hero. A lesser being would have perished in her hands!”
“Oh…” Spider-man mumbled, dumbstruck by this information, before looking up at Loki sincerely “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to ruin your reputation or anything. Besides, we’ll defeat her without problem, I’m sure of that.”
Loki was actually at loss of what to say to an honest apology.
“It was rather easy to deceive her with a fake Gem of Destiny when I suspected she was against me…” He acknowledged at last, agreeing with Spider-man.
“See? The score’s already in our favor, horse lover boy!” he whirled mid-air to illustrate this point before shooting another web line.
“Don’t push your luck, Insect-man.”
“ARACHNID!”
Loki actually laughed at that, “Yet you never have yelled at that green monstrosity not to call you “Bug-man”, have you?”
“He’s a hopeless case. You are smarter than that and therefore have no excuse!”
“Flatterer” Loki smirked in spite of himself.
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The oddest thing, in Loki’s opinion, was the fact that the inse-- arachnid had taken a step back during most of the confrontation, backing up Loki when necessary and tying the Enchantress up once Loki had defeated her.
“Why did you stand back?” Loki quirked an elegant eyebrow at the small superhero.
“Because she tried to kill you partly because of me, partly. She might’ve betrayed you anyway even if I hadn’t defeated you but it was still a little bit my fault.” He said this with the tone of someone explaining a slow child that one plus one equals two “So I stood back and let you save your reputation by defeating the Enchantress mostly on your own, because people always should take responsibility for their actions and I took mine.”
"You think people should always take responsibility for their actions? Oh, aren't you just precious?" Loki patted him in the head.
Peter did vow to himself that if someone patted him in the head one more time he was going to rip their arm off and beat them with it, but Loki was just teasing him so he let it slide.
“The Avengers do that too” he said, instead of ripping anyone’s arms off, “they’ve adopted me as their little brother. Thor’s guilty as hell about that though, thinks he’s betraying you.”
“Oh, does he?” Loki smirked “I shall have words with him.”
The rest of the Avengers met them at SHIELD’s when the two dropped off Amora (Loki wanted to stick around to taunt her before leaving) and the team promptly surrounded their youngest member. Thor particularly seemed uneasy.
“What’s the matter, brother? Is something troubling you?” Loki gave Thor as close an innocent look as he could manage.
“Yeah, what is it? You can tell me anything, I am your little brother after all.” Spider-man chimed in.
“What?” Loki turned dramatically to Spider-man and then to Thor “Brother, were you so displeased by me? Was I so terrible a brother that you adopted another?”
“It… it is not as it seems!” Thor cried in distress, trying to figure how to explain himself, “The young spider is a child we have taken as an Avenger!”
“Child? Is that what I am to you? A child trying to play with the grown-ups?” Spider-man snapped, not without real hurt in his tone.
“No, no, you are most capable, most incredible! You are the same as a brother to us!”
“So he IS a brother, then?”
“To the others!”
“So YOU don’t like me?!”
“I… I…!”
Loki and Spider-man bended over laughing, they even high fived each other to celebrate their successful prank.
They gave the Enchantress to Thor so he could take her to Asgard to face a trial, still giggling a little over how easy it was to distress Thor by both responding whenever he said “brother”. Once Thor left (in a hurry), Loki decided it was time to go too.
“Farewell inse… arachnid.” Loki waved at Spider-man, disappearing in a green mist.
“See ya, your majesty.” He waved back.
And if three days later Loki was sneaking about the Stark/Avengers tower to play pranks on Spider-man, and if Spider-man retaliated by pranking Loki back, well, the two certainly weren’t telling anyone else about it. They didn’t want to prank anyone else anyway.
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and oh the glorious quipping.
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