Unfiltered // Loki x Reader

You bit your bottom lip and silently screamed after turning to face Natasha. You weren't used to the huge dresses and fancy stuff, although you got your fair share back on Asgard, but you were so excited. Picking Abigail up, you smiled, "How do I look?" She clapped, "Beautiful!" In a hushed whisper, you asked, "How does daddy look?" Gasping, Abigail shook her head, "I won't say!"

Natasha laughed. "I'm sure he's waiting, now, off you go Abigail." Turning for one more look in the body-length mirror, your eyes traced along your a-line white gown. The top was a beautifully muted lavender colour that was matched by, the more vibrant, dyed roses. Contrasted by the sharp white fabrics that made it an off-the-shoulder. Getting to the skirt, the muted lavender faded out, where the bottom was a lovely crisp white. A small trail made you feel as if you were one of those disney princesses you often saw Abigail watching on TV.

"Ready?" Natasha grinned, elbowing you. You chuckled nervously and walked out with her. "Hello Tony," You sighed. They'd told you that traditionally the brides father walked her down, however Tony had stepped in for you. You mouthed him a 'thank you'.

Abigail threw the petals, and Natasha took her place beside where you were to stand. Behind Loki, his best man, stood Thor. Thor cried a storm when he was told, he felt as if his life were complete.

Though it felt odd for Tony to be walking you down, you were so glad it was him. He always had a father quality to you. Even when his sarcasm was more present than ever, you knew that he would take care of you even if it meant death.

Taking a deep, shaky, breath in, Tony lead you out. You couldn't cope with the looks, you didn't know what to do. You were never put in this position before; never had you felt like royalty- well, out of the bed, that is.

Your eyes finally locked to Loki's and you could see him silently struggling to breathe which cause you to break out in a small chuckle. His face was a hot red as Thor began patting his shoulder. You felt so embarrassed but continued to focus on him.

He wore his signature deep green colour. He liked to dress up smart, but he looked more magical; even more than when he carrys out his tricks. There was a moment, where you'd finally made it up and stood opposite him where you saw his eyes shine a little. Your hearts were overwhelmed and you were both almost as happy as when your little girl was born.

The place had more people than you'd originally planned - Tony invited a lot of the people you and Loki had made friendships with over time. Even Lori and her team were there!

Everyone went silent as Steve cleared his throat. Strangely, Steve was registered to do these things! However, for our sake, he learned a few things from Thor to make it feel a little more like home.

"Loki, prince of Asgard, heir of Jotenheim, do you accept Y/N as your wife-?" "Yes- Ye- I do," A rare sight, Loki stuttered nervously over his words. "And Y/N, soon-to-be-princess of Asgard and heiress of Jotenheim, do you accept Loki as your husband?" You nodded fast, "I do!" Forgetting the next line, you jumped to kiss him. "W-ell, you may kiss the bride... I guess," Steve blinked, shocked at the speed, his shoulders relaxing with a little chuckle.

As the evening went on, everyone danced and laughed - most of them now drunk. You had never thought that Tony and Lori were so similar after a few drinks.

"You know," Loki whispered, leaning over as you both watched the guests, "People might not see us disappear..." Your eyes rolled over to him to see him smirking. "Ah, yes, bride and groom, definitely not the centre of attention at a wedding," You laughed leaning into him. "It was worth a try," He raised his eyebrows, leaning back in his chair. "I bet, although maybe when everyones passed out on the floor we'll have a better chance-!"

You were both startled at Abigail and Willow popping up from the other side of the table. Your cheeks flushed and you both stared at each other, worried for a split second. "Muuuuuuuuuuum, I'm tired," Abigail's shoulders were slumped, as were Willows. You gave a sigh of relief, "Do you want to go home?" "No! Can't dad just make us a bed?" She asked, Willow nodding, rubbing her face. You smiled widely, looking over to Loki. "Let's go," He walked them away to one of the spare rooms in the back.

Coming back, he sighed, "The two of them are pretty demanding together..." "They're not the only ones," With a smirk plastered across your face, you saw Loki's shocked expression enter the corner of your eye. "We'll see about that later," He said smugly.

IMPORTANT A/N: I just wanna apologise HUGELY. I am so sorry I haven't updated in so long - it's basically been over a month now and I feel so bad for it. It's been so long that I can't fully remember all that's going on in the book right now. If any of you have come over from my Negan fanfics, I've seen the comments and I did not expect to see the books grow as much as they did while I was gone. I try my best to look through all the comments, however this time was a bit difficult with all that built up! I am beyond grateful for those of you that are still here and I'm so sorry. I'm really trying to update properly, I'll start to push myself even more now. I've been writing this book for over a year (26/2/18) and I'm ashamed that I've taken that time away from it. Sorry. Edit: now it's two months... it's not that I've lost my passion, this book is so much to me, but i just don't know where my time is going. Bare with please, sorry again. Also, sorry if it's not my best work.