There has been a lot of pet!Loki, but how about: contender Loki, who lost his memories after the Void. He is found on Sakaar, is put in the arena and quickly becomes the champion. He has the showmanship, the skills, the looks: he is a star. The GM hasn't been so interested in one contender in quite some time, and quickly starts showing his champion some favors. Sakaar ships it, ships it HARD, and if anyone (aka some thunder lord) tries to get in the way of the OTP, there will be hell to pay.
You had me at “Sakaar ships it.”
it’s a love story, baby
Silar rushed to take his seat. He waved at those he knew, but didn’t stop until he plonked down upon the cushioned surface.
“Thought you were going to be late,” his friend, Brao, greeted him.
“Not tonight. Not when our champion is fighting.” So what if he had to hurry a few lingering customers out the door of his shop. Arriving to the games on time when the champion was making an appearance was more than worth earning their displeasure.
Brao already had his sign imprinted with the champion’s likeness held aloft and waving. Silar was quick to hoist his own sign in the air.
They were not alone.
Sakaar’s arena held an air of anticipation as throngs of people jammed into the stands. Yelling and laughing and cheering, many holding up signs and dolls and other trinkets paying homage to their favourites. Most were for Sakaar’s reigning champion.
These were exciting times for Sakaar. Their champion was a wonder. A rather unimpressive, unassuming specimen at first glance. Silar was present when the champion first made his appearance. He was always quick to tell people so, not that they believed him.