loki tony fanfiction

「MTL/Machine Translated Chinese fanfic that is good」「Other Name: American Comics: Under Loki, The Frozen Fruit Ability」 ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ 【 Synopsis: 】 What's up with Loki? Travel across the world of American Comics to be reborn as Odin's adopted son, Loki, god of trickery with the blood of a frost titan. I originally planned to be a rich second generation honestly, not to do anything but to die. But the system rewards are too tempting... "Frozen fruit Frost Titan bloodline, just started, labor and capital are invincible?!" ﹝Leave a review if you liked the novel﹞

So this guys dies, gets reincarnated to MCU as Tony Stark Well, he had a chat with god/random powerful guy before reincarnation so he got something. First time writing so please be gentle. I'm ok with comments and suggestions as well as loophole/problems. Also please keep them short. I'll Try once a week/maybe more. But can only promise once a month Disclaimer: I don't own the characters(mostly) they are Marvel.Disney/ Whoever Owns them. I was inspired by some fanfictions so you might see some similarities.

Someone put a bullet in my head. Joke's on them — it activated my system. Now I'm Tony Stark's forgotten twin brother with super strength, regeneration, and an adamantium skeleton. I fly faster than his suits. I hit harder than his missiles. And my motorcycle just turned into a woman with serious attitude problems. Obadiah wants us dead? He's decorating the sidewalk. S.H.I.E.L.D. wants to recruit me? I lead or I walk. They called me the useless playboy. Wait till they see what I unlock tomorrow.

Reborn in the world of Marvel, became the illegitimate son of Tony Stark, and gained all the wisdom of the prodigy of robotics form big hero 6. This is the story of a young mechanical genius and his romantic father…

A single altered DNA report changes everything. Tony Stark—genius, billionaire, Iron Man—suddenly has a daughter. At first, he tells himself it’s only temporary. She’s hurting. I’ll tell her the truth once she’s stable. She’s still too young. I’ll explain when she’s older. Time passes. Then one day, the question no longer exists. What truth? Clara Stark is his daughter. End of discussion. No appeals allowed. From that moment on, Tony Stark becomes that dad. “My daughter is kind.” “My daughter is brilliant.” “My daughter is the best thing in this universe.” And anyone foolish enough to even think about hurting her should be prepared to face Iron Man’s full attention. Ultron: “…Father. Is using a gun acceptable?” But what no one knows—not even Tony—is that Clara Stark is more than a child born from tragedy. After a near-fatal accident, her body survives… but her soul does not remain alone. Within her awakens the consciousness of Emily Kruser, a twenty-two-year-old from another world. And something else awakens as well. Clara possesses a power so subtle that even she doesn’t realize it exists. People feel calmer around her. Anger softens. Hostility fades. Decisions shift—just enough. “She influences people,” Nick Fury says slowly. “Not directly. Not consciously.” “She bends outcomes without touching them.” “Mind control?” someone asks. The Watchers see it clearly. They do not interfere. They only observe. Her path is already set. Where she will fall… is inevitable. Tony Stark knows nothing of souls, Watchers, or cosmic destinies. He knows only this— A girl like her should never stand alone. This is a story of hidden power and quiet destiny. Of a genius who can build gods—but struggles to raise a daughter. Of family forged not by blood, but by choice. ------------------ Access Chapters in Advance on my Patreon: [email protected]/PokePals Disclaimer: This is a translation work. I do not own the original content.

When Loki fell from the bifrost. He was expecting death and abyss of Oblivion, not to become a spirit and then be ripped apart after that and be to forced into a 6 year old boy named Harry Potter. Now, with no body and physical appearance of Loki he will and must have to keep the boy alive, and if you want to live and survive you just have to become someone greater than anyone in the world. And last question why would he want to do that well you have to read the story for that...

Embark upon the journey of the silver-tongued God of Mischief, whose story is half unknown and barely told before...

Waking up as the God of Mischief sounds like a dream come true, infinite magic, immortality, and a throne to covet. But for a cynical Marvel fan from our world, waking up as MCU Loki is a death sentence. Knowing that his future holds nothing but Hulk-smash beatdowns and a neck-snap from Thanos, the new Loki decides to do the only logical thing: quit. After faking a dramatic exit from Asgard, he flees to Earth in search of peace, quiet, and decent fried potatoes. …. I don’t own Marvel or anything in this fic or related to it. Everything goes to their respective owners.

Fair warning for the first three chapter this fanfic would be fast paced. I have no intention to explain the entire plot of ghost of tushima or the entire story of naruto. There would also be a time skip as I dont intend to explain the entire childhood of a child Loki. CHeck out my other fanfic Phantom effect. Loki decides to leave Asgard after getting too tired of being its punching bag. Gazing into the Mimir's well and finds his salvation and so he sacrifices his magic. Please support me on Patreon. (patreon . com/ phantom pain 826)

Flora Bloom, who was betrayed and killed by her boyfriend in her past life, is reborn with a peerless spatial dimension back to the time before the crisis, hoarding food, raising a child, and tearing apart scumbag men and manipulative women. Originally, she just wanted to raise a child and low-key fight zombies and level up together with her family. But she discovered that she was unexpectedly falling step by step into a tender trap meticulously designed by a certain sly and scheming man. Flora Bloom looked at the vast space within her sea of consciousness; it had a farmhouse courtyard, fields, and a Spirit River, but it just lacked a bit of vitality. So, a fat, sky-flying mantis? Collect! A rare little white tiger that can discharge electricity? Collect! A behemoth spirit crocodile with its young? Collect! As long as it's alive and edible, collect, collect, collect them all! Endless scumbags and vile women, a shameless and deeply scheming leader, all wanting to use her to attack zombies and obtain more Crystal Cores for their own gain? Your shameless, worthless life? Hand it over.