Oops. Sorry for the long wait. Enjoy some Lady Loki for compensation. Well, it's not actually Lady Loki since Lady Loki in the comics is technically when she took and used Sif's body for a long time and that's when she was super feminine and a girl 100% of the time. So.. just female Loki. She's the one I'm using for this because Lady Loki is a little overwhelming and not really MCU Loki's style. Google images for "genderfluid Loki" and she comes up. Isn't she gorgeous?

Peter was probably the most outwardly excited of everyone to have Loki coming over. He'd never met her and was anxious to in a scenario where he would more likely be safe from murder than any other time. Tony really hoped Peter didn't drag Loki away and ruin her master plan of... what, exactly? She really hadn't thought this through. She had just been so desperate to see someone else who was like her existing that she had rushed and made this dangerous plan, and now she was disengaging all of JARVIS's automatic defensive programming against Loki. And updating her gender in the computer. Tony had a feeling that with Loki more than anyone else, misgendering her might actually mean the end of the world. She was kind of glad Clint wouldn't be here. He would no doubt try to screw everything up.

T-5 minutes to Loki and Tony had made it 5 degrees cooler throughout the tower on the account that Loki was a frost giant and would probably prefer the cold. Not to mention her cold heart, but that was a different issue. She figured the goddess would be much more pleasant to deal with if she was comfortable, so Tony would do everything in her power (and she had quite some power) to make it that way for her.

It was unspoken, but everyone expected a big entrance. Maybe an entourage or trumpeters and dragons, or at the very least personal fireworks. Only, none of that happened. One minute they were milling around the commons, Peter bugging Thor about Loki stories, Natasha stashing more weapons around the room, Bruce making buckets of chamomile tea for himself, and Tony trying to fix the systems. The next, there was one ore person in the room, sitting on Tony's sofa with her legs crossed at the knees and sipping her own tea from a mug that did not come from the tower. Tony jumped and wondered how she hadn't noticed, and how long Loki had been there. The goddess barely reacted, and suddenly Tony wondered if she was an illusion.

Natasha noticed her even from where she was across the room and smoothly finished with her weapon concealment.

The thing that startled Tony as she stared was that this definitely looked like Loki. She knew it was, but as a shapeshifter, weren't there bound to be differences? Things Loki herself had made up to better suit her in whatever form she chose? It didn't look like that. It was so authentic, like she'd always been this way, and Tony was violently jealous. Only magic could do something like this, and she had was a lab, trillions of dollars, and dumb science.

Loki turned around with one arm draped over the back of the sofa and looked at Tony. She was even dressed like Loki, but not in the same clothes, just... Loki-ish clothes. Green and black, but a little tighter, and more straps. Instead of a full outfit, there was a long coat- maybe a cape- with large shoulders that somehow didn't take away from her femininity at all. The dark lipstick probably helped with that, though, and the black nail polish. Tony wasn't just jealous of how she looked, but how confidently she wore it.

The first thing she did when she saw Tony was drop her Holier-Than-Thou pretense and snort while stifling a laugh. Tony looked around to find what was funny while Peter's attention was finally drawn.

"What happened to your face?!" Her voice was lower than Tony had expected, somehow, maybe even the same pitch as it always had been. But like everything else about her, there was nothing mistakably masculine about it.

"My-?" She felt her face and remembered that little freak out in which shed completely shaved. Loki raised an eyebrow at her expectantly. "Lab accident." She dropped her hand and her resolve hardened. It was difficult to listen to her low, obviously male voice speak, especially in comparison to Loki's. "What happened to yours?"

She smirked subtly and her eyes flashed with amusement. "What, don't like it?"

Peter finally found whatever he'd needed in himself to stop his bouncing on the spot and scamper over to where she was sitting.

"Miss Loki! Hi!"

She gave him a wary and intentionally mildly disgusted look and cringed away from him. "What are you?" She sneered, but Peter's smile never failed.

"I'm Peter, and you're way prettier than I thought you would be."

She squinted at him, unsure of how to take that.

"I mean you're really pretty."

She continued looking at him for a few seconds before taking a breath. "Right, I think I'm done here."

"Wait!" Tony called almost desperately. A room full of curious eyes turned to her.