Peter & Loki (multiples welcome)
Peter glanced up when he heard Loki’s voice, giving him a grin back. It was funny - and ironic - how Loki used to be the face of some of a much younger Peter’s fears. The attack on New York had shaped some of his childhood, but now he knew that tLoki’s journey had gone far differently than most people had assumed. And, aside from that, bonding over art thieves and Justin Hammer’s cronies had been a steady foundation for a friendship. A chaotic one, at that.
“Hah, no. I’ve never really ‘slain’ anything. No stabbiness, remember?” Although, when he thought about Beck in the other universe, he wondered how much responsibility he carried for the man’s death. At least his hand hadn’t been on the other side of the drone weapon. If Peter had his way, it never would be. But Loki’s assumption had Peter interested in the god’s own experience. He tilted his head to the side in curiosity. "Is that what you did when you graduated?"