Loki x Reader: Into the MCU

Chapter 1: The Portal

Tony's quote made you silently chuckle to yourself. You loved the idea of the Avengers living together and the little things that they would 100% do that would annoy each other. One big, happy, bickering family of superheroes. You evidently had been reading too many Marvel fanfictions. But you'd be lying if you said that seeing them in a normal living situation in between missions wasn't something you wanted to see more than any action. If only Thanos hadn't happened, then maybe they'd continue to live together and go on missions. For that matter, what if Civil War never happened, so they never broke up? Or Ragnarok never happened, so Asgard was still there as well as The Warriors Three?

You let out another sigh as you realized you were wasting time daydreaming again. It would be great if travel to the MCU was possible. If there were parallel universes, like a multiverse, where they were real. Well, where most of the stuff was real. No one likes the TVA. But who's to say that a version of the MCU exists without the TVA? You had read about investigations into shifting realities, and you fully believed in the unexplored power of the human mind, yet it was sad to think that you would never know what was out there.

For shits and giggles you closed your eyes and concentrated on what you wanted. An MCU that I can help fix. One before the worst of events. You knew nothing would come of these thoughts, but it was always fun to do it anyways, like waving your hand in front of an automatic door to make yourself feel like you have the Force. You felt a strange pain in the back of your head just before you opened your eyes, causing the sensation to disappear.

I need some sleep, you thought as you made a move to grab the dish soap, probably best I spilled most of my coffee then.

Before you could reach the soap, a pale blue light caught your eye through the window. The lights in the kitchen and above the sink were making it hard to view anything outside, so you walked over to the switch to shut them off. Believing that whatever you had seen was nothing, you casually made your way back to the window to take a look.

WHAT. THE. HELL.

A circle of glowing blue light was floating in your backyard. You never knew someone could actually "freeze" from shock or horror like they do in movies, but you were quickly proven otherwise. You didn't know what to do or how to move...or breathe for that matter. You realized you were holding your breath and quickly let it out, trying to slow your fast and chaotic breathing that ensued. Just breeeathe! you told yourself. You stood there for who knows how long, staring in continued disbelief at what you were witnessing. Eventually you calmed down, which was both a good and bad thing. On the one hand, you could finally breathe. On the other, you now had the composure to think, which was simply another rollercoaster of panic.

Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God. What is it? What's happening? Where did it come from? What do I do? What the HELL is going on? I am NOT dying today! Oh God, I'm gonna die!

These, and many other erratic thoughts, fired across your mind in the span of a second. After a few more moments, the memory of what you had been doing right before the light appeared hit you.

NO?! No, that's crazy...but what else could it...NO. Nope. You're nuts.

Despite the battle raging in your head, and the adrenaline coursing through your veins, you felt the tug of something else in your stomach. Excitement? Hope? You weren't sure, but for the first time in the last minute you were able to move. You started by lowering your hand from your mouth, where you had apparently placed it without knowing. You tentatively stepped away from the window and towards the door.

Oh God oh God oh God oh God you repeated in your head multiple times, as you inched your way slowly to the door. You stopped when you reached it, not trusting your decision to go outside. Your fight or flight had kicked in, and, seeing as there was no one for you to punch, you had to desperately resist the urge to run out the front door and not look back.