All Around the World (Tom Hiddleston x Reader).

Summary: reader and Tom take the next step in a tattoo parlor.

Word count: 1462.

Pairing(s): Tom Hiddleston x Reader.

Warning(s): fluff???? 

Author’s Note: requested by @hiddlestonstansworld! I loved writing this, I hope you love reading it. 

Inspiration: All Around the World — Justin Bieber ft. Ludacris. 


From Paris to London, from Sicily to Madrid, from Brazil to Argentina: Tom and you didn’t rest. Press tours, signings, filming, events, fundraisers. For the last two years, you two worked non-stop. From meeting at a UNICEF event to travelling around the world together. You two were joined at the hip, inseparable.

But your relationship seemed to have reached a slump.

For a year now, you’d been waiting for the question… or an indication that the four magical words were coming.

So if he wasn’t going to say them, you’d find them.

“Tom?” You mumbled his name.

He was reading a book while his other hand caressed your hair, you cuddled up in his form. The hotel room had vanilla-coloured walls and a panoramic view from where you could see the London Eye, the Christmas lights contributing to the life of the city.

“Yes, love?” He asked, his eyes still fixated on the book.

You sat on the bed. “Get dressed,” you demanded. Tom put his book down, open on his lap, and frowned at you.

You got out of the bed, reaching for your boots at the entrance of the bedroom. You were wearing one of Tom’s old hoodies and a pair of cotton shorts that you changed for jeans.

“Where are we going?” Tom inquired, putting on his shoes.

You grabbed two black Chess pieces from the board game in the table near the TV. The King and the Queen.

“That… is a surprise, my love.” You pecked him on the lips. “Now chop-chop! Let’s go or the place will close.”

Twenty minutes later, you parked Tom’s Jaguar in front of a tattoo parlor. You got out, Tom following. When you stood in front of him on the sidewalk, he was frowning.

“Hm… (Y/N)? What is it that you have in mind?”

“Okay.” You looked at him. “I love you.”

Tom chuckled. “I love you too, (Y/N).”

“No, but I mean… I really, really love you. Like, every time I wake up next to you my chest hurts because of how much I love you; or when you’re eloquent in a panel or in a press conference, my mind goes »This. This is him. This is the man I want to be with for the rest of my life«…”

“I love all the things you just said, but I sense a but coming.”

“But…”

“Ha.”

You sighed. “Our relationship’s been kind of…”

“Off,” he finished the sentence for you. “I know.”

“Yeah… and look, it’s okay. I mean, no…” You grunted, struggling to find the words. “What I mean to say is that it will happen. Sometimes, we’ll be too tired. Sometimes we’ll take each other for granted without meaning to… I just need to be sure that, no matter what, we’ll bounce back into our old bickering routine. I need you to guarantee me forever.”

Tom eyed the place you‘d taken him to. There was a neon sign on the window, and it was still open, a buff man working on a tattoo in a girl, surrounded by two other girls around her same age.

“Forever,” he muttered. He took two steps forward, you remaining on your spot. You could see his cold breath in the air and his eyes darkened, similar to a starry night. He placed his thumb on your lower lip and proceeded to kiss you, softly. It was easy to perceive his love for you. All it took was a glance or a touch to be aware, and how incredible was it to be.

Your eyes stayed closed for a second after Tom ended the kiss, lingering on the sense of his mouth on yours a bit longer.

You opened them when Tom slipped his hand in yours. “I’ll be damned if anything’s going to stop me from having forever with you, (Y/N) (Y/L/N).”You smiled to his statement, lucky to have this man by your side. “So, yes, I will marry you.”

You frowned. “That… That wasn’t a…”

“Whatever gets you through the night, love.” You snorted, rolling your eyes as Tom wrapped his arms around you, your back against his chest. You two faced the parlor. “You want us to have matching tattoos, right?”

“The looks, the brains.. What else can I ask from this man, God?” You asked, looking up at the sky. “Please?” You gave him puppy eyes.

Tom snorted. “What do you have in mind?”

You pulled out the Chess pieces you stole from the board at the hotel. You handed him the piece of the King. “A small thing… in a side of the ring finger.”

“That’s gonna hurt, love,” he stated.

You shrugged. “I have you to heal me,” you mischievously said.

“Okay,” he agreed. “I’ll do it, but… under one condition.”

You faced him. “Which one?”

His mouth got close to your right ear, his left arm around you and caressing your hair. “I’ve been reading a bit about bondage lately.”

Your eyes widened and your cheeks flushed a pink colour. When your eyes met his gaze, they were deep and lustful. You stretched your hand towards him. “It’s a deal, sir.”

He bit his lower lip, seduced by the term. “Gosh, I love you.”

You grabbed his hand. “Let’s go.”

The parlor had two separate rooms, one in each side of the reception. The girls from before were paying, so you stood behind them. The tattoo artist got out of the bathroom in the back, drying his hands with a towel, and his eyes went to you two.

He dropped the towel. “Loki Laufeyson!” He exclaimed. “Oh my God, oh my God! Tom Hiddleston is in my parlor!”

The girls turned around. “(Y/N) (Y/L/N)!” one of them exclaimed.

“Hi,” you greeted them.

Tom and you took a couple of pictures and signed a few autographs, and when one of the girls whispered:

“What are you doing here?”

You answered, “We’re getting matching tattoos.”  You pulled out the Queen piece out of your pocket. “This is mine.”

The girl gasped, happy, but then frowned. “Wait, but isn’t getting a couples tattoo like… a jinx?”

“Well, if I ever let that man go, I give you permission to slap me in the face.” You looked at Tom who was talking to the tattoo artist. “Deal?” You asked the girl.

“You got it.”

Twenty minutes later the girls had left, the news of the tattoo had broken out, another tattoo artist had arrived to the parlor, and Tom and you were both sitting on a tattoo chair, yours facing the window and Tom’s facing the wall of tattoo pictures and sketches.

You were holding his hand while Connor and Kai worked on your ring fingers.

“I do want to marry you though,” Tom said out of nowhere.

You snapped your head at him, your mouth growing a wide smile. “Really?”

He nodded, clearly affected by the needle. “Yeah,” he swallowed. “I wouldn’t have a matching tattoo with any other woman… I’ve even let you drive the Jag.” You chuckled, your heart pounding in your chest so hard it unabled your breathing. “I wouldn’t do that if I wasn’t planning on marrying you.”

“You did a lot of planning,” you joked, your eyes watering.

“Too much, but expect a legit proposal soon.”

You chuckled. “I want to marry you too.”

And you could swear on your soul you’d never seen such a genuine, illuminated smile on Tom, ever; and you felt so blessed. So blessed to be the reason of it, and to get to witness it.

“I love you so much.”

You attempted to get close to kiss him, but when you closed your eyes, you heard a loud thud.

Tom had passed out.

You slapped your forehead. “Can you give me a sec?” You asked the artist.

You got out of the chair and crouched in front of Tom, the man attending him standing over him.

He woke up a few seconds later.

“Hello, love,” he mumbled in a dizzy tone and an involuntary half smile.

“Are you okay?” You inquired. “Was it the needle? Was it the proposal?”

“A little bit of both,” he answered.

You looked at the artist doing your tattoo and they laughed. Everyone else joined in a matter of seconds, including Tom.

If your phone was buzzing non-stop over a tattoo, then it would blow up when people found out Tom passed out while getting a tattoo after he’d proposed to you… because there was no way you were going to live this down.

Bring him back

Don’t take him away from me

original art from : Sundae Kids

Game Day

A request I did from someone off of my wattpad a long while ago.


Originally posted by loptrlaufey

It was game day. Everyone was dressed in the school colors. Blue and white some had grey and blue. But the main colors was blue. Classmates, family’s all gather for the big game against you rival team. All humming or singing the fight song. Tailgating before the game was tradition even the other team would be tailgating out side the football stadium at either Campus depending on which school was hosting. This time it was held at yours. You walked with your brother to a group of friends. You watched as people from the other team passed by. One in particular caught your eyes. He was tall, long raven hair. Extremely good looking. He was with another tall man who was muscular guy with blonde hair.


The blonde had on his schools color, crimson and white. The black haired one had on just jeans and a black tee shirt. He looked over at you. He noticed you looking at him. He smiled at you. You blushed as you smiled back then you heard you brother call for you.


“Y/n.” He called. You realize you had stopped walking when you spotted tall dark and sexy. You looked back and he hand vanished. Well the blonde pulled him along. As the blonde saw a few friends from the same team as him. You made your way towards your brother pushing past people.


“What were you looking at?” Bucky asked. As he stood there waiting for you.


“Nothing.” You looked at your brother. It shocked you that you were even caught dead with they way your brother looked, he was decked to the nine body paint and everything. He even had asked you to help paint his back. You told him no, because that was not how siblings work. That and you were not touching him with a ten foot pole.


“Sure didn’t look like nothing.” He looked at you with a raised eyebrow. “In fact it looked like.” Bucky was cut off by his buddy Sam.


“Will you leave the girl alone. Not every guy is bad for her.” Sam chuckled as he put an arm around you. You looked from Bucky to Sam. Yay, that he butted in like that but you knew he had ulterior motive. You were the hot nerdy little sister of James Barns. Well this was what you’ve over heard from the man who had his arm around you currently.


“Sam I can take care of myself around my brother you don’t need you to rescue me. Besides your not my type.” You said smacking him in the chest as you walk out from his arm. Bucky snickered.


“Hey what dose it take for you to like me.” Sam called after you. As you walked away. Rolled your eyes. Waving at the two idiots. You were just a few feet away from them. You had looked over your should at to see if the were still watching you. Which they weren’t that’s when you ran in to a wall. Well it felt like one and strong arms grabbing you before you fell. You looked up to the man that saved you from falling to your ass. It was the handsome guy from before.


“You really should watch where your going love.” He smiled. As he helped you stand better. Like that was going to happen if he kept talking. All you could think of was Oh dear baby Jesus he’s British.


“I’m so sorry.” You apologized. Trying not to drool. All you wanted was for him to keep talking.


“You do not have to apologize. I’m more then pleased to have a gorgeous girl run into me. I’m loki by they way. And what is you name darling?” He flirted. All you could do was blush at his words. You were about to tell him. When you heard your brothers voice start arguing with someone. Loki then heard his own brother booming voice next. You both watched as the event unfolded. Your brother and his friends were arguing with Loki’s brother and his friends about that game.


“Great that would be my idiot of a brother.” You sighed.


“Funny, the oaf yelling back at your brother happens to be mine.” His voice sounded annoyed. “So what do you think about get out of here? Coffee or lunch?” You looked over at Loki. You bit your bottom lip. You thought about it. Then you heard your brother again.


“How about both?” You smiled. “Y/n. That’s my name.” You added.


“Such a lovely name for an amazingly beautiful girl.” He Cooed. As he held out his arm for you to take.


“Do you use that Silver tongue on all the pretty girls?” You asked as you took his arm.


“No, not all of them. Just the ones with your name.” He smirked. You shook your head. With a giggle. “And she has to have a cute little giggle.” As he walked you to his car. You looked at his car in disbelief that it was his. It was a black Jag. He opened the car door for you. “Ladies first.” He helped you in to his car. You always wanted to ride in one. Loki got into the drives side of the car.


“Beautiful car. F-type right.” You commented as your hands ran along the interior. He smiled as he watch you do so.


“I’m impressed you know your cars.”


“No, not really. Just the ones I like.” You moved your hand. Feeling a little awkward after petting his car. You spent most of the day with Loki. Getting to know him. You liked it when he talked. His accent was enticing. You hadn’t noticed that your phone had gone off multiple times. You went to check the time that’s when you saw the twenty missed calls and texts. All from your brother. You eyes widened.


“Everything all right darling?” God that man calling you darling all the time is going to do things to you.


“Well looks like the game is over. Cause I have like a million missed message from my brother. Freaking out on where I em.”


“Ah and who won? Maybe your brother won’t kill me for taking his stunningly beautiful sister out on a date. If my school lost.” He smirked. You tried to hold your giggle.


“Sorry there doll your not so lucky we lost.” You giggled. “And this was a date?” You batted your eyes at him.


“Well I do hope to see more of you. So I should probably take you back before your brother hunts me down.” Loki chuckled. He handed you his number before taking you back. Making it back to the school parking lot. You kissed him on the cheek.


“Thank you for the date. And I think you’ll get lucky with another one.” You smiled as you got out of his car. Before he could Reacted. You walked away as you texted him.


*you might need my number. And thank you again.* you sent the text. Not thinking he would text that fast. But as soon as you sent it there was a text back.


*you are very welcome. Thank you. And how about tomorrow night dinner at seven?* you smiled to yourself as you found your brother.



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Gifted one ; part one.

A/N : This will be short Loki series. I have so much fun writing this.

Fandom : MCU ( Marvel )

Pairing : Loki x reader 

Word count : around 1.2k




“ Morning, sunshine. ”

Y/N came into Lokis’ room, opened his curtains and woke him up. She put green and black roses on his bedside table. She would always make different kind of flowers with her powers, but she always made green and black ones to give to him.

She hated calling what she ‘’has’’ powers. She always called them gifts, even though the way she got them wasn’t a gift. She was tortured, she suffered, she was a toy, an experiment. Truth to be told, she still doesn’t know everything she can do. She knows she can manipulate plants, she can heal others but not herself. But she mostly just uses her gifts to heal her team and she takes care of plants around the Tower. She creates some new ones, too.

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You had been sent on mission with Thor to retrieve some artifact stolen from S.H.I.E.L.D. 

Whilst fighting Hydra you had unfortunately run out of bullets. As a Hydra agent cornered you Thor’s hammer came flying towards you, hitting the guy and knocking him out. Without thinking you grabbed the hammer and hit the other guy with it.

“Um, (Y/N).” Thor said looking down at the hammer in your hand.

“Oh my God.” You gasped realising what you had done.

You’re worthy.

Positive (Part 12) - Loki x Reader

Thank you to everyone following this 💚(Also I know the gif is from I Saw The Light and not Loki but I couldn’t help myself :P)

Paring: Loki x Reader

Part #: 12

Word Count: 4,508

Description: A mutant member of the Avengers finds out she’s pregnant with her boyfriend Loki’s baby, are they ready for this?

Warnings: Pregnancy, and nothing really else this chapter. It’s just a super fluffy chapter lol

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Three Truths and a Lie - Loki x Reader

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A/N: This is my entry to @startrekkingaroundasgard​ a-z writing challenge. Congratulations on 3,000+ followers! Thank you so much for giving me an extension on giving this in. Life! My prompt was really angsty yay it was, ‘Funny. I could have sworn I’ve killed you before.’ It’s in bold. Also, this ending is bittersweet but like, I just couldn’t make it fluffy. There was actually no way to make it fluffy. **Italics are memories**

Permanent tag list: @glorious-fandoms​​, @rousetta​​

Disclaimer: **All characters besides Reader, belongs to Marvel (MCU)**

Word count: 1,946 (a long one!)

Pairing: Loki x Fem!reader and Thor x Reader (platonic)

MCU Characters: Loki Odinson/Laufeyson, Thor, Frigga (mentioned)

Rating: PG 13+

Warnings: Angst, Near death experience, Angry Loki

Summery: Loki hurts you so much that you lose it, until you see him again.


When you were a child, you lived near the palace and practiced magic outside your home. You had heard so much about the Prince Loki from your parents but you were never allowed to meet him. Your parents looked up to the royals in Asgard, so you always had news flying around your house about them. You had seen the prince once when you were doing magic in your front yard; you didn’t think he saw you but, oh he did. He saw how much you concentrated with magic and he also knew that there wasn’t one teacher like his mother, so he decided to watch you when he saw you. After a while, you started to notice until one day you approached the young prince.

‘Why are you watching me?’ You asked. You weren’t rude, but you had a right to ask; even if it was the prince.

‘I, I noticed you take an interest in magic.’ Young Loki replied. You nodded your head. ‘I do it too.’

‘I know. Your family is all mine talk about. It’s annoying.’ You huffed. He laughed in response and sat on a rock, patting next to him for you to sit.

‘Do you have a teacher?’ He asked. You shook your head,

‘no. Mother and father don’t want anyone knowing about my skills. They call it a curse. Mother stopped using magic a long time ago and prayed to all the Gods that I wouldn’t be “cursed” with…this,’ a plume of purple smoke came out from your hands.

‘I don’t think it’s a curse, I think it’s beautiful.’ A smile started to show on your features. ‘Would you like to learn with my mother and me? You could tell your parents something else and come with me once maybe twice a week.’ You nodded quickly.

‘I would love that My Prince! Thank you so much!’ Loki smiled before getting up.

‘If we’re going to become friends and spend time together, call me Loki.’ You smiled at him,

‘thank you Loki.’ You said before he left you alone.

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The princess and the prince

Originally posted by lokitty

Tony loved throwing huge parties every chance he got.Today’s party theme was a costume party.The girls and i decided to go with royalty theme.I made a giant white ball gown with gold accents.Once i finished hair and makeup i met up with natasha, who was dressed as a knight,and wanda,who dressed as a jester.We made it to the party and natasha and wanda left when they saw people they knew.I made my way to a table and sat down watching people dance.”Now what is a beautiful princess like you doing sitting alone.” I looked up to see loki smiling down at me.We never really spoke to each other,and every time we did,i tried to be kind.”Well i’ve been waiting for a handsome prince to come rescue me from my loneliness.” He chuckled and held out his hand,”Well isn’t it your lucky day,for i am handsome,and i am a prince.” I laughed and took his hand.He walked me to the center of the dance floor and we begun dancing the waltz.It was nice,I never realized that he was so handsome until i was this close.I felt his hot breathe on my ear as he pulled me closer to his chest.”You,my dear,are far more beautiful than any goddess i have met.” I blushed and he smirked when he saw the red on my cheeks.”Aren’t you smooth.” He chuckled again,i heard the rumbling come from deep in his throat.”I try my best my dear.I just wish we were by ourselves so that i may not share you with anyone else.” I gripped onto my waist.”Maybe i can help with that.” I used my magic to teleport us to the roof of the compound,We continued to dance,even after Loki realized where we were. We dance the night away,not wanting to ever let go of each other.

Three Truths and a Lie - Loki x Reader

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A/N: This is my entry for @startrekkingaroundasgard a-z writing challenge! Thank you so much for letting me participate and for giving me an extension and congratulations on 3,000+ followers! My angsty prompt was ‘Funny. I could have sworn I’ve killed you before.’ The prompt is in bold. Also, there was no fluffy ending but it’s bittersweet! 

**Italics are flashbacks**

Permanent tag list: @glorious-fandoms​, @rousetta​,

Disclaimer: **All characters besides Reader, belongs to Marvel (MCU)**

Word count: 1,946

Pairing: Loki x Fem!reader

MCU Characters: Loki, Thor, Frigga (mentioned)

Rating: PG 13+

Warnings: Near death experience, angst, angry Loki

Summery: Loki hurt you so badly that you lose it, but you work things out. Eventually.

When you were a child, you lived near the palace and practiced magic outside your home. You had heard so much about the Prince Loki from your parents but you were never allowed to meet him. Your parents looked up to the royals in Asgard, so you always had news flying around your house about them. You had seen the prince once when you were doing magic in your front yard; you didn’t think he saw you but, oh he did. He saw how much you concentrated with magic and he also knew that there wasn’t one teacher like his mother, so he decided to watch you when he saw you. After a while, you started to notice until one day you approached the young prince.

‘Why are you watching me?’ You asked. You weren’t rude, but you had a right to ask; even if it was the prince.

‘I, I noticed you take an interest in magic.’ Young Loki replied. You nodded your head. ‘I do it too.’

‘I know. Your family is all mine talk about. It’s annoying.’ You huffed. He laughed in response and sat on a rock, patting next to him for you to sit.

‘Do you have a teacher?’ He asked. You shook your head,

‘no. Mother and father don’t want anyone knowing about my skills. They call it a curse. Mother stopped using magic a long time ago and prayed to all the Gods that I wouldn’t be “cursed” with…this,’ a plume of purple smoke came out from your hands.

‘I don’t think it’s a curse, I think it’s beautiful.’ A smile started to show on your features. ‘Would you like to learn with my mother and me? You could tell your parents something else and come with me once maybe twice a week.’ You nodded quickly.

‘I would love that My Prince! Thank you so much!’ Loki smiled before getting up.

‘If we’re going to become friends and spend time together, call me Loki.’ You smiled at him,

‘thank you Loki.’ You said before he left you alone.

Now, you sometimes sat in your room remembering how nice Loki was; before he tried to kill innocent lives. No one would believe you if you had to tell them how Loki was when he was younger. That prince was the man you unfortunately fell in love with, because he’s gone now. He left a long time ago actually, only you knew that though. You didn’t want to believe he could turn. He wasn’t a monster. At least that was the truth you drilled into your head. A month ago, things started to go south.

You had stumbled into Loki as you were wondering the palace, you greeted him but he brushed you off. It wasn’t unusual for him to do that to anyone, but to you, that was strange. You tried to grab his attention until he finally looked at you.

‘What?’ He spat. He had never spoken so horridly to you before and it startled you a little.

‘Loki, what’s wrong?’ You asked gently. He huffed and stood in front of you.

‘Nothing. I’m just…late.’ You looked at him quizzically.

‘Late for?’ You gestured for him to continue.

‘None of your concern Y/N. Now if you’ll excuse me,’ he turned around but you put up an invisible shield. ‘Y/N, let it down. I must go!’ You shook your head.

‘Not until you tell me where you’re going and why you don’t want me to know. We’ve been friends since we were children Loki! Nearly 1,000 years! You cannot expect me to believe you aren’t doing something dangerous.’

‘But I am, and I’m not afraid to say it out loud. I am Loki, Son of Odin, I need not tell you what I’m up to. You’re just you. A girl that practiced magic outside her house and was invited to learn more here. Don’t forget that.’ You couldn’t lie, what he said was true, but it didn’t hurt any less. You though he was your friend. Your guard was let down for a second too long and the shield started to drop. Loki took advantage of that and started to leave once again, but anger and hurt took over your entire body; this was why your parents told you your magic was curse, it got really out of hand when your emotions took over.

‘Loki Odinson!’ You shouted, knocking him onto the floor with a wave of your hand. He chuckled darkly and was up in an instant.

‘Please love, let’s not waste our time on childish games.’ You glared at him with so much spite, anyone around would want to leave in an instant.

‘Childish games!? This is a childish game!? You call hurting me a game?’ You felt tears sting your eyes. You pushed him into a wall and started to walk over to him, having him pinned against it with your powers. ‘This entire time, I thought we were friends! Best friends even! But it looks like I’m an idiot for trusting you!’ He laughed again.

‘Most people would know not to trust the God of Mischief.’ A tear rolled down your cheek.

‘I wasn’t most people.’ Your grasp on him lessened and you slowly stopped, your voice became soft and quiet. ‘Not until now.’ You lowered your hands and let Loki go.

‘Just wait a minute Y/N, I didn’t mean to hurt you like that.’ Panic started to rise in him. You were truly the only one who understood him and always helped him through everything. You scoffed in response as anger started to boil up inside of you again.

‘Yes you did! You always mean it even if it’s for a split second Loki! I hate it! You’ve always done it, but this time you’ve crossed a line! I was kidding myself for thinking you could actually care for a person. Well I’ve had it.’ As Loki started to saunter towards you, you knocked him over once again except this time you were not gentle with any of it.

‘Y/N, I am stronger than you. Please don’t make me hurt you.’ You couldn’t believe what you heard come out of his mouth.

‘I’d like to see you try.’ You couldn’t contain your hurt and anger any longer, so you grabbed a pear from the wall and threw it with your magic, grazing Loki’s cheek as you pinned him down. It stabbed the floor and the entire hallway was dead silent. Loki didn’t know what to do nor what to say. ‘Good day My Prince.’ You spat, before lifting your magic and leaving.

That was never a day you could forget. You overreacted, but that hurt and anger still held you back. You could never look at Loki the same way again. But you couldn’t deny how much you missed him. When Loki left, Thor asked if you could stay and protect the palace. You happily agreed since you didn’t have to see that sick person. Until Thor said he was bringing his brother back. You stayed in your room until Thor knocked.

‘Lady Y/N, may I come in?’ Thor asked politely.

‘Sure.’ You replied, smiling as the tall, blonde, broad man stood in your room.

‘How are you feeling today?’ Thor asked taking a seat next to you on your bed. You sighed and rested your head on his shoulder.

‘Okay. It’s weird to be in the same building as a man who I called my best friend for a thousand years, only for him to nearly kill me.’ Your voice became strained and bitter.

‘Are you forgetting? You tried to kill him too.’ You laughed,

‘Did I try to, or did I purposely let him live?’ You asked your friend.

He laughed heartily, ‘I’ve seen the way you fight, you would’ve killed him if you wanted, but your heart was with him, you couldn’t.’ You hummed in agreement. You grew closer to Thor after Loki left, and you trusted him with your biggest secret; you loved Loki. ‘It still does.’

‘What?’ You asked Thor quickly, lifting your head to look into his eyes.

‘You still love him Y/N. That is why you cannot see him. You are afraid of getting hurt by him again, so you don’t want to be around him. Your heart still belongs to him.’ You knew he was right, but you couldn’t truly face that fact.

‘Thor, I think I need time for myself. Thank you for seeing me.’ You smiled softly and let Thor out. You needed to see Loki. For all the pain he caused you, now he was behind bars, neither of you could harm the other.

You went to where all the prisoners were kept and asked if you could enter. after an argument with the guard, Thor came to your side, ‘Let her in.’ He announced. The guard nodded and opened the door at the order.

‘Thank you.’ You whispered before heading in. You found Loki sitting on a bed in his cell, reading a book.

‘Loki.’ You announced. His eyes quickly shifted to you.

‘Lady Y/N.’ He smiled and made his way to the front of the cell. ‘To what do I owe the pleasure?’ It was almost like he was mocking you.

‘I wouldn’t really call it a pleasure, but I just wanted to see you behind these bars.’ You smirked as his smile slightly faded. Truth, he missed you. Truth, he needed you. Truth, he loves you. Lie, he wanted to hurt you long ago.

‘Well, here I am. Behind these bars. I can’t kill you and you can’t kill me. Ever.’ You blinked a couple of times before replying.

Funny. I could have sworn I’ve killed you before.’ Loki shook his head with a smirk,

‘You missed last time.’ You shook your head this time.

‘You’re right, I just killed you in my dreams.’ Loki rolled his eyes, but his sight never left yours.

‘That’s not very nice darling. And this whole time while I’ve been away, I’ve been dreaming about you in nicer ways.’

‘You’ve what?’ You breathed out a heavy breath.

‘Never mind. You can go back to your dreams. A life without me in it.’ He started to go back to his bed but you called out his name.

‘I don’t want a life without you in it, I just, you hurt me the last time we saw each other. You made me cry myself to sleep for months on end. You made me feel worthless.’ You started to chew your bottom lip.

‘I’m so sorry for it all. I never meant to leave you like that. If it makes you feel any better, I regretted it every day. Out of every terrible thing I’ve ever done, that’s the one thing that hangs over my head.’ You smiled and touched the bars.

‘Thank you Loki. That actually does me feel better.’ He smiled before you started to speak again, ‘But, how do I know you’re telling the truth? You said it yourself, how do I trust the God of Mischief?’ you questioned as his smile faltered a little.

‘Truth, I missed you and I still do. Truth, I needed you and I think it’s clear I still do. Truth, I love you.’ A tear slipped down your cheek as a smile appeared on your face. ‘Lie,’ Your smile faltered ‘I wanted to hurt you long ago. I could never have done it, no matter who told me to.’

‘I really want to kiss you right now.’ You whispered.

‘One day my love.’ He replied with a soft, sad smile.

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Masterlist

He’s such a diva and no one sees it. Like, he couldn’t make Loki any prouder.

This is canon you can’t convince me otherwise

Me, praying : Hey it’s me again , I need someone to be my friend . Someone who won’t run away. Maybe send me an angel. The nicest angel you have .

Odin , upon hearing my prayers :