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Dating Loki Would Involve

Originally posted by amypikachu

  • Cuddling and Loki nuzzling against your neck
  • Being loved by Thor who loves how happy you make his brother
  • Being told he’s a monster and not caring, because you love him and he makes you happy
  • The Avengers thinking you must be just as bad at first, but then realising you make Loki happy, and he’s better when he’s happy
  • Pranking people as a team, or going against each other in a competitive war
  • Having lazy days together, staying in Loki’s chamber reading or going for a walk together
  • Loki telling you his plans for advice and always having a plan for you, to look after you and have you by his side
  • Calling Loki your King and him calling you his Queen
  • Frigga loving you and being a bit protective of you in the way that she wants to make sure Loki is treating you properly
  • Loki admitting he loves you one night under the stars and being shy about it at first
  • You visiting him in his cell and being the highlight of his day
  • Loving each others sense of humour
  • Reading together and showing each other interesting parts of your books
  • Loki putting his arm around you whenever he feels alone, pulling you close to his side.
  • Loki ignoring you when he feels threatened so you’re not seen as his weakness. He always keeps an eye on you however and makes sure you’re safe
  • Loki placing kisses along your jawline and collar bones when you’re alone with him
  • Him creating hallucinations for you to entertain you on slow evenings
  • Being his beautiful queen, which he reminds you of frequently
  • Being the one he loves more than anything and would do anything for
alvaseneca replied to your post “So I’m going to need to do a warm up drabble or two before going back…”

How about Loki transforms Tony into a duckling. But Duckling-Tony imprints on him and now Loki has to take care of him because the spell last 3 days? And it was so not Lokis plan to be a duck-sitter.

“Loki!” Thor bellowed in manner that told Loki that the sham of a god was furious about something or another. Perhaps Thor had found the doctored photos of his lovely Jane with a moustache? Or maybe he had learned about Loki’s adventure at one of the Midgardian zoos where Loki had impersonated Thor and unleashed all of the predators on the Midgardians.

Thor stormed into Loki’s chambers–really a closet, even if the Man of Iron claimed otherwise.

“What do you want now?” Loki did not look up from reading his spellbook. He was lying on his stomach, across his pathetic and tiny bed–again the Man of Iron was wrong about what was the appropriate size of anything designed for royalty. The bed wasn’t fit for a peasant, let alone a king.

Loki startled when a tiny and insignificant weight landed on his back, followed by the happy sounds of a Midgard duckling.

Loki bit back a groan of annoyance. He turned to look over his shoulder where the Man of Iron in duckling form was burrowing into his back.

“Get that filthy animal off me.”

Thor crossed his arms over his chest. Perhaps a weaker being would find his looming presence intimidating, but Loki saw only a man playing at being powerful. “We have spoken about this at lengths brother. You are responsible for Tony’s condition which has lead to him to imprint on you, therefore, you must care for him. Leaving him outside your room is not caring brother, even if our fellow shield brothers believe a wall more capable of warmth and tenderness than you.”

A vein in Loki’s forehead throbbed. How dare the Midgardian fools who were but insects compared to Loki insult him. “Just because I choose not gift the unworthy with my affections does not mean I do not possess such traits.”

“A sentiment, I once would have agreed with, but after what we have been through I question it myself.” Thor paused, a frown creating creases at the corners of his mouth. Thor shook his head and scooped up the the duckling on Loki’s back, ignoring the noise of heartbreak and fright the creature released. “Never mind, I thought it best for Tony’s emotional and mental wellbeing not to be away from the one he had imprinted on, but now I see our shield brothers were right. I shall put Tony in the care of Sam, who has made a point of researching duckling needs.”

Loki’s temper snapped. He sat up and seized Tony from Thor. “I more than capable of looking after a bird. You tell your shield brothers that they are nothing more than worms and they shall soon see that I am far superior to them at everything. Tony shall be treated so splendidly that when this spell wears off and he is human again, he will be at my beck and call due to the unbridled love I shall inspire in him.”

“I do not think,” Thor started, but Loki cut him off.

“Out!” He pointed at the door. “You are not welcomed here.”

Thor nodded grimly then backed out of the room. “Very well.” Thor stopped in the doorway. “If you need something, I am sure Tony’s invisible servant will help you.”

Loki snapped at Thor to leave, and Thor took the last step out and closed the door.

Loki grumbled and hugged Tony to his chest. He stroked Tony’s head. “They’ll see. I am the best at everything. You were wise to give your devotion to me Man of Iron. You will know love like no other by the time I am through with you.”

The duckling just looked up at Loki adoringly, and pride swelled in Loki’s chest.

Yes, Loki would reward his devout follower with more kindness and affection than his puny brain could handle.


For anon…relationship is platonic as requested. Also, this is set kind of in the limbo time Loki was in between Thor and The Avengers. Enjoy!

Loki walked out of the chambers and hastily strolled down the hallway. Y/N arched a brow and stepped from her hiding spot. She smirked, practically seeing the irritation fuming off him.

“So,” she drawled, “How’d it go with my father?”
“It was the most wonderful meeting in the world,” he quipped, “We knit sweaters and everything.”
She held back a chuckle. “Sounds exciting,” she paused, changing her tone, “I’m sure he’ll come around.”
Loki huffed. “I highly doubt that.”

The pair slowed as they reached the rocky, dark courtyard. The sky was dark, but was somehow still slightly illuminated. Y/N hated it here, but it was all she knew.

“You know, if you’d like, I could try and petition my father for his support,” she suggested.
Loki turned to her, brow raised, “Did I hear you correctly?”
“I’m his daughter,” she argued, “and if he thinks that I value your plan, then maybe he’ll let you go through with it.”
Loki sighed. “Why would you put yourself on the line like that?”
“You’re my friend, Loki,” she told him earnestly, “You never ask for help. Let me help.”

Loki sighed. After another moment, he nodded.

“All right.” Loki began to smile. “Thank you, Y/N.”
She beamed. “I’ll take the gratitude when it comes with some delicious food. Do you know how horrible the food is here?”
Loki smirked, laughing slightly. “I’ve had a taste.”

Loki stood up at Y/N exited the room. She kept her head low while closing the door. Once it was secured, she turned to face her friend.

“So?” he asked.
She cracked a grin. “He’s agreed.”

Ecstatic, Loki ran over and picked her up. He spun her in a circle before setting her down. She was giggling as he set her down. She held his hands, her head slightly falling. Loki noticed the shift.

“What else is there?” he asked gravely.
“My father thinks it best that I come with you,” she told him, “I’m thinking as a backup plan, but I know you’d prefer if I stayed here.”
Loki clenched his jaw. “Did you try to say no?”
She nodded. “He made it the only condition before saying yes.”

Loki ran a hand through his hair. How could this being just throw his own daughter into a mess, into chaos? Was she just another pawn to him? Loki let out a low growl.

Y/N lowered her head. She knew her accompanying him would anger him. It was why she told him it was her father’s idea, not her own. To be honest, Thanos was ready to agree the second his daughter asked. But, she wanted to keep the best friend she ever had safe. She reached a tentative hand out to him.

“Loki?” she cooed.
He looked at her, lips pursed. “You’re to stay close. Never leave my side.”
She nodded. “Of course.”
He nodded. “Let’s get ready.”

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“I Don’t Love Him”  Part two

Part One

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“Loki, Loki!” You excitedly shouted through his chamber door. “LOKI!”

You couldn’t wait to tell him. You wouldn’t have to marry Thor.  You had spoken with Jane on the way to Loki and she told you that Odin wouldn’t force you to marry Thor as he had seen how much the Midgardian means to him.  You were beyond ecstatic. Words couldn’t begin to explain how overjoyed you were. You arrived at Loki’s chambers, ready for his inevitable giddiness when you told him the good news.  You knocked quickly on the door, practically bubbling with cheeriness.  

“Loki! Loki, it’s me. Open the door!” Silence.  More silence. You knocked again, confused by the lack of response.

“Go away (Y/N)” Loki barely whispered.  

“But Loki I-”

“I said GO AWAY! i don’t want to see you”  He said the last part much quieter but loud enough for you to hear.  Your heart sank once more at Loki’s words.  


You were in your room now but you weren’t sad. You were angry.  You understood Loki’s devastation when you told him you were to marry Thor, but he wouldn’t even listen to you now.  You wanted to be with him but he wouldn’t even give you the time of day.  How could you want to be with someone who was being such an asshole to you.

It was nearing night now and you were ready to go to bed alone for another night running.  You missed having Loki with you. You needed him and hated him for making you feel like this.  

There was a knock at the door.  Your head shot up at the sound that interrupted your train of thought.

“Come in.” You said slightly hopeful that it would be Loki on the other side.  You were disappointed.  The brown haired Midgardian walked through the door so you were surprised to see that Thor wasn’t behind her.

“Hi, I’m Jane.” She said rather shyly, still standing in the doorway.  You smiled at her and motioned for her to come in.  

“I’m (Y/N). It’s so nice to finally be able to put a face to the woman Thor seems to like so much.”  Jane’s cheeks went red slightly at this.

“I just came to make sure that there wouldn’t be any resentment between us, after all, I’m the reason you couldn’t marry Thor.”  She looked up at you, a hint of fear in her eyes.  You laughed her off and she soon joined in.

“Don’t worry, I’m actually very relieved that we don’t need to marry.  I couldn’t be more thankful in fact.  I love Thor, of course, but he’s more of an annoying older brother. Don’t tell him i said that”  You smiled at her hoping not to make her feel more awkward than she looked.  Jane looked down then up at you as if contemplating whether or not to say something. Before long she made up her mind.

“Thor also told me about his brother, Loki i think his name is.”  You looked away from her as the pain in your chest grew.  

“Oh. Oh I’m so sorry I didn’t mean to-”

“It’s fine.” You muttered.  “What did he tell you about Loki?” You said slightly louder than before.

“He said that it should have been you two that got married, not you and Thor. He said that you were the real couple”  Jane said sympathetically.  You looked don and away from her and the words that cut through your soul.  You missed Loki so much.  

“Oh, sorry, i didn’t mean to make you feel uncomfortable”  she said noticing your discontent with the conversation.

“Did he say anything else?” You asked, not sure what you were hoping

“He said that Loki loved you” Jane said, watching your face for your reaction.  You weren’t sure how to feel.  Loki and you had never told each other that you loved one another.  You had never thought for a moment that he would have told Thor about his feelings before he told you.  

“You love him don’t you?” Questioned Jane.  You looked at her, slight anger on your face but not directed at her. You waited a few minutes before your answer poured from your mouth.

“I do yes” you started to laugh “Its stupid really. How could I love a man who won’t even talk to me, who has pushed me away that last few times I’ve tried to talk to him. How could i have fallen for such an asshole, for someone who has completely disregarded my existence for months.”  You initial laughter had turned into quiet sobbing.  Jane put her arm around you in an attempt of comfort.

“Sorry. Anyway how are things going with Thor? Have you met Frigga yet?” You asked trying to defuse the awkward tension.

“It’s okay (y/n), he knows you love him and he loves you back” You laughed at her.  

“No he doesn’t.” You were ready to send Jane away when-

“Actually, I do” came a voice from your door that you instantly recognised.  You looked up and saw an unkempt Loki gazing down at you with a smug looking Thor standing just behind him.  Loki looked like he hadn’t slept for weeks, but you hadn’t either.   You glared at the god, annoyed that after all he put you through he thought he could just come here and everything would be better.  You stood up and walked towards him, heat rising to your face.  You pushed the god back slightly before screaming:

“You asshole, I’ve been trying to talk to you for so long, why in all the seven realms did you ignore me for so long if you apparently love me”  Tears filled your eyes as they did with Loki.  You refused to cry right now though.   “Why do you think you can show up and everything would be better”

“Listen, (y/n), I heard what you said and i miss you too.  I’m sorry. I really am.” You were visibly seething now but could tell the God was trying.

“I think we should go Jane” Thor loudly whispered to his girlfriend.  You shot daggers at Thor as he was leaving, however, he pretended not to notice so you and Loki could get on with it.

“You can’t do this Loki. I told you i didn’t want to marry Thor and even asked for your help, but you just shut me out. What am I supposed to think?”  You stomped towards him and he met you near the middle.  You were really close, less than a rulers length apart.

“You should know that I love you.  (Y/N), I love you more than anyone has ever loved another living soul.  You are beautiful, smart, funny, caring, and no one I’ve ever met can compare to you.  I now know that the way i handled the situation was wrong, but Thor brought me here to say sorry, and i hope i have done at least that.  Know this, if you could forgive me, I shall spend the rest of my life trying to make it up to you. I love you.”  Loki looked up to you, the same way a lost puppy would and all of your anger at him faded.

Loki sighed, bowed his head down and went to walk back out of the door.  You grabbed his shoulder and pulled him close to you. So code that your lips were almost touching but not quite. Loki clearly wanted to lean in all the way but was determined to let you make the first move.

“I love you too”  You whispered. Before anyone could say another word, Loki swiftly connected your lips and pulled his body even closer to yours.  You wrapped your arms around his neck and held on so tight that you thought you’d never be able to let go.  Loki cloaked his arms around your back, pulling you as close to him as possible.  You were both starving for affection after being away from each other for so long.  Loki’s lips were chapped and his kisses were rough, you couldn’t care less, all you wanted was him.

That’s a Promise

A/N: Hello! I’m not entirely sure how well this will read, and I know the ending is  a little bit lacking, but I really hope you like it. UuU

Pairing; LokixReader

Word Count: 1865

Warnings: Angst? Nothing really.

Part 2

“Hello, darling.” The silken tones of the green clad man seem to float through the chambers.

“Loki,” I say, looking at him as coldly as I can possibly manage.

“Why must you look at me with such fire in your eyes?” He asks, the corners of his mouth turn up in a gentle smile. “I know you’re angry, and rightfully so, but you are still so very beautiful when you scowl.”

“Loki, you need to stop with these illusions.” My voice is quiet as I step closer to his cell.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about, (Y/N).” He says, his smile slowly disappearing.

“Please, I’ve known you long enough that I can tell when you’re hiding behind your magic.” Crossing my arms, I lean against the supporting column to the left of the largest wall of the cell.

The illusion melts away, revealing Loki slumped against the wall farthest from me, knees pulled to his chest. His pale slender fingers are tangled in his hair, and he won’t meet my eyes.

“I’m starting to think I may have let you know me too well, (Y/N).” He says, finally lifting his eyes to look at me.

“I don’t think so,” I sigh. “We’ve known each other for such a long time I was bound to learn all of your tricks.”

“Oh?” He says, lifting an eyebrow questioningly. “Am I so easy to read?”

“To others, no, but you already know I’m not like the others, dear.” He seems to perk up at the pet name. “Ah, sorry. Force of habit…”

“It’s a habit I hope you do not outgrow.” He admits, his voice a little louder than a whisper. I study his face, regarding him quietly. “You think I am joking, don’t you?” I shrug, not really knowing what to believe. “I still care for you, (Y/N). I think you may still care for me as well.”

“If I do, it’s not as if it matters anymore.” I try my best to keep my voice steady. “I had hoped that by some small chance we could have been together, but that was before you went and pissed away any and all of Odin’s good will towards you.”

“You say that as if you expected me to live there, in Thor’s shadow, with Odin’s obvious disdain for me! I was invisible!” The volume of his voice seems to raise with every word.

“I did!” I cry, trying to counter his volume. “Your life was fine! You had friends who cared for you and a mother who, despite all better judgement, still loves you and sees the good that you have within.”

“They were all nothing more than tools!” He stands and strides over to where I stand, glaring down at me.

“You had me.” I hiss, tears stinging my eyes and threatening to escape. “Was I nothing more than a tool, Loki?” At this he falters, his stiff stance softening. “Because right now it seems as if that is all you thought me useful as.”

“(Y/N), how could you… Why would you think that I could do that to you of all people…” His voice sounds so small.

“Because you threw everything you had, everything we had away.” I run my thumb under my eyes to wipe away the tears that had fallen. “I don’t know what to think anymore. How am I to know?”

He doesn’t answer, but I can see sadness, regret and confliction swimming in the tears forming in his eyes. He opens and closes his mouth multiple times, trying to find his words but he is unsuccessful. After a moment he seems to find some sort of resolve.

“Why are you here, (Y/N)?” He asks, his voice smooth and cold in comparison to just moments ago.

“I’m going to Midgard, with Thor.” His stance doesn’t shift, but his eyes are filled with rage and sadness. “I was told to visit you before my departure.”

“Why.” He says through gritted teeth. “Why would you go with that fool?”

“It’s my duty as his guard, Loki. I am not allowed the luxury to I decide where my post takes me.”

“But to be assigned to go to a world as weak as Midgard. It is an unnecessary precaution.” He shakes his head, turning and looking away from me. “It’s almost as if the Allfather doesn’t expect you to come back.”

“I’ve already come to terms with that. I can’t afford to put my life before others in this station.” I unconsciously move closer to the cell, closer to Loki.

“You really must learn to be more selfish, (Y/N).” He sounds pained.

“You know I can’t do that,” I say quietly. “I will promise you one thing though.”

“Oh?” He lifts an eyebrow in an attempt to seem coy, but I can still see a small amount of frustration and sadness in his eyes. “Bargaining now, are we?”

“Shut up.” I smile at him.

“Alright,” He says, his regular smirk fixing itself to his mouth. “You were about to promise me something, darling?”

“Wait here for a second.” He snorts in mock amusement, seeing as he can go nowhere.

I quickly walk over to the nearest guard. He is leaning against the wall, lazily. I clear my throat to get his attention. At the sight of me, a higher ranking officer, his posture immediately straightens as he rushes to stand at attention. He looks past me, as a sign of respect for me, and grips his staff tightly.

“Lady (Y/N).” He says with a stiff nod.

“Good day.” I nod back. “Relax, man. I am not here to reprimand you.”

“Then what are you here for.” The sentence doesn’t quirk up in tone as a normal question would. It may be harder to get what I want from this man that I had previously thought.

“I need you to let me into Loki’s cell.” I move my shawl to cover my breastplate in an attempt to make myself look softer and less threatening.

“You know that I cannot do that.” He says in the flat tone of a soldier.

“I am here on orders from Odin to visit Loki. I can’t very well visit him with a barrier between the two of us, now can I?” I ask, stepping closer to him. “Between the two of us, I would rather not be in there with him, but orders are orders as you very well should know.”

“I do understand that orders are orders, but I still cannot let you in.”

“Alright. But I must confide in you before you tell me no once again.” I try to make myself look small and sad to gain sympathy from him. “I am leaving for Midgard shortly. It is a task that Odin believes I may complete by giving my life. Very few know this, but Loki and I were once lovers. I have been sent down here to share with him what may be my last goodbye.” The guards resolve seems to falter momentarily. “After having heard that, you may better understand my reasons for needing access. I would not ask this of you were it not important.”

“Alright.” He says, sighing in defeat.

“Thank you.” I nod to him and turn on my heel, striding back over to Loki’s cell. As I approach, the shimmering barrier that had previously separated us seems to melt away. Loki looks at me, a mix of shock and amazement present in his facial features.

“How is it that you were able to make him to do that?” He asks as I step into the cell. The barrier goes back up almost immediately after.

“I used some of the mind tricks I learned from my time with you.” I say, wiggling my fingers at him.


“No, I just told him the truth.” I shrug. “The fact that I am in a station greater than his doesn’t hurt my cause.”

“Ah.” He takes hold of one of my hands, folding it in his two cold ones. Even after all he’s done, the coolness of his touch still relaxes me. “Now, you were about to promise me something?”

“Yes,” I place my free hand over top his. “I was, and am, going to promise you that when, or if, I come back I will ask for a change in assignment.”

“Really?” He asks incredulously.

“Yes.” I nod in affirmation. “I will ask to be transferred to oversee the dungeons. I suppose it’s safer than guarding the heir to the throne. It’s not as if he needs a guard anyways.”

“(Y/N),” He says, looking at me with eyes full of emotion. “You will live through that task. If you do not, I don’t know what I would do with myself.”

“I suppose that it’s a good thing you don’t have to do anything, now isn’t it?” He cups my cheek with one hand. I lean into his cool touch. Looking up to meet his gaze.

“I care deeply for you, (Y/N). I love you.” He says earnestly. “I always have, and I always will.”

“I care for you too, Loki.” I say, covering his hand on my cheek with my own. “If I return from this-”

When,” He corrects.

When I return from this,” I say slowly. “And if I am granted a change in station, perhaps we will be able to become close again.”

“I hope that we can.” He says quietly, slowly bringing his face close to mine and kissing me gently. It’s not long before he breaks away and looks into my eyes intently, rubbing his thumb over my cheekbone. “Please, do be careful.”

“I will do my best, Loki.” I nod to the guard and he disappears to open the cell once again. “You know I do not break my promises.”

I turn to leave, but I am suddenly pulled back to Loki and held to his chest. He wraps his arms around my shoulders and drops his head down to the crook of my neck. Realizing that he’s hugging me, I wrap my arms around his middle in return.

“I’m sorry.” He whispers. “I’m sorry for everything I’ve done. It was never my intention to push you away or hurt you, and I did it anyways. I know I will never be able to make it up to you, but I will try for the rest of my days to come close.”

“I forgive you.” I pull away from him to meet his gaze.

I squeeze his hands, looking him over one last time before leaving as if in fear of never returning. As I leave I can feel his eyes watching my back as I go. Taking a deep breath to steele my resolve, I push forward to leave.

As I turn the corner to exit the dungeons and face the stairs I sigh loudly, sliding down the wall to sit on the hard floor. I can feel tears well up in my eyes as I run my hands through my hair.

I hadn’t expected seeing him to be so hard. I hadn’t expected to still love him.

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You are not as bad as I thought - One Shot

Author: Admin GCV
Title: You are not as bad as I though
Chapter no/One Shot: One shot
Words number: 1330
Original imagine: None/
Notes/Warnings: Requested by anonymous: One shot about being Lokis daughter and dating Bucky?


«I deny that to you! If I see you with him the both of you will be in serious trouble.»

«This is my life father! You can’t tell me what I can or cannot do, especially in this case!» you scream furiously «I’m old enough to make my choices.»
«You won’t ever have my consent.»
«Fine! It means that I don’t need that!» you run away and leave your father Loki in his chambers. You are so angry you wanted to scream so that everyone on Asgard could hear you. That situation is so unfair. You slam a fist on the wall of your room and take your ultimate decision.
The time is poor, you have to do everything before someone can notice it. You use one of the hidden passages your father showed to you - he better never told you those secrets - to teleport you on Midgard.
You arrived exactly where you wanted to: near the Stark Tower. Just in that moment you noticed you were still wearing your Asgardian clothes. Damn, it is better to hide quickly, so you decide to just enter in the building and go find the Avengers. You know he is there with them.
When you arrive in the big lounge with the elevator no one expected to see you.
Steve immediately run towards you. «Y/N, what happened? Why are you here?»
For some reason every time you are on the Earth they think that something bad happened in Asgard with Loki. This time they’re right, but how can you explain what happened to the Captain Rogers? You are friends but he’s not the one you want to talk about.
«It’s just that… well, my Father… he…» you blushed, the reason of your escape are suddenly such stupid. Where are the right words? Luckily someone else walks in the room in that exact moment.
«Honey, why are you here? Is this a surprise?» he says without reading your worried expression.
«No I’m… I’m…» you start stuttering and he becomes serious.
«Come with me.» He looks at Steve, Clint and Tony with a speaking glance that just said “leave us alone”. He takes you in his room and the both of you sit on the bed. You can’t stop looking at the floor.
«Do you want to talk?»
You nod slightly but don’t answer immediately and he just stares at you until you decide to speak «I-I escaped from Asgard.»
«What? Why?»
«My father doesn’t really approve what we’re doing…» you take a deep breath before speaking again, you don’t want your voice to tremble «he doesn’t want that we date.»
Bucky looks at you with a sad expression «Do you mean that he doesn’t like me?»
You nod and look at him in the eyes. He immediately hugs you and strokes your hair «Don’t worry, I’m here and I won’t leave you.»
«You know who my father is» you break the hug «He is Loki, the God of Mischief. He could hurt you at any time and he will, I’m too sure of that. I cannot keep calm, I am worried.»
But in that exact moment you hear a huge noise coming from the main room. You run out in the corridor and Bucky follows you holding your hand «Stop Y/N, it can be dangerous.»
You hide behind the wall and try to spy and see what’s happening, but clearly the source of the noise is on the other side of the room because you can just hear the voices.
«Where is my daughter? I know she’d here, don’t fool me.» It is you Father, and he is really angry.
«Bucky just come back in you room, it’s him.» but he doesn’t listen to you and keeps holding your hand.
«She’s not here, Loki, I already told you.» you can here Tony speaking.
«Don’t lie to the God of Mischief-»
«We’re not lying! Why should we? So you can destroy the other half of New York?» now it’s Steve talking. «If she comes here we’ll send it again on Asgard. You have our word.»
«Your mortal word, I don’t know what to do with it.» and then he just disappears.
You now stand there looking at all of them «I’m really sorry, I knew that I would have brought problems coming here. I’ll leave immediately.»
«No, Y/N, you don’t have any other place where you can stay, you can stay here as much as you want.» Steve reassures you.
«Can she?» Tony whispers but the Captain ignores him.
«He would have come here anyway in first place anyway.»
You look at them «Thank you very much guys, I wouldn’t know what to do without you.»
«Yeah, we know we are amazing.» states Tony and you can’t help but smile.
«So…» Bucky draws your attention placing a hand on your waist «What if we go out tonight so you can relax?»
You think about it for a while, you don’t think it’s a good idea, you father can be anywhere, but maybe he doesn’t expect you to be so imprudent. «Yes, maybe we can do that.»
He places a soft kiss on your forehead «But first lets see if Natasha has something you can wear, you can be a bit showy with these Asgardian clothes on.»
You giggle and follow the advice.

Few hours later you are in a pub. There’s a lot of people and loud music and it’s really difficult to speak, plus you had a few drinks and you’re beginning to be a bit too much cheerful.
«Y/N I think it’s time to come back to the Tower!» he says near to your ear so you can understand him.
«Alright!» you nod in approval and the both of you exit from the crowded place.
On your way back Bucky circles your waist with his metal arm and you lean your head on his shoulder «Thank you for this, I needed it.»
He just smiles without answering.
You walk for five minutes without speaking, the neon lights of shops and other locals illuminating your path, but suddenly something appears in front of you, or it’s better say someone.
Panic takes you, Loki stands there, and you two froze. You fear the worst.
He takes a few steps towards you but you don’t move.
«I’m not coming with you!» you say firmly but trying to not scream, you don’t want everyone to notice you. «I won’t listen to your gripes, I’m happy with Bucky.»
«I know.»
You are ready to retort but you don’t expect those words or reaction. You thought he would have taken you away with the force. «Wait… what?»
«I’ve been watching you for all the night, I knew where were you because Heimdall told me and I can tell that you’re happy and…» he looks at Bucky now «you are not so bad as I thought. But hurt my daughter and I’ll hurt you in ways you can’t even imagine.»
For a moment he thinks that there’s actually something worse that his past with Hydra but decided to not say nothing too sarcastic and just nods «Sure, sir.»
«Remember, I can change my mind again.» Loki looks at you two but then without saying anything turns around and begins to walk away.
«Father wait» you approach him «I’m sorry if I escaped but I don’t regret it because it showed you what I see. What I’m trying to say it’s just thank you.»
«I’m happy if you are, but be sure to not let me think I made a mistake.»
You smile in the happiest way you ever did and finally come back to the Soldier.
«Your father really scares me» he laughs.
«Yes, it scares a lot of people. But you’re lucky because maybe, despite what happened, he won’t hurt you in the future» you giggle circling his neck with your arms.
«It’s not sure yet» and you kiss him on the lips.

My Goddess

TITLE: My Goddess


Author: pocmarvelworks

ORIGINAL IMAGINE: Imagine Loki wants an heir. So he picks you, the most beautiful woman. He keeps you captive in his chambers and breeds you multiple times a day. Until he is sure you are carrying his child.


It happened late at night, right when she’d least expect it. She was in a deep sleep. Which mean…

she didn’t hear them break in…

She didn’t hear them trash her apartment…

She didn’t hear when they broke down the door to her room.

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Midnight Meeting (Asgard)

Every night for the past few months, you’d sneak off to Loki’s chambers. You would never do anything that would make your father disappointed, you’d just go and help Loki.

You’d go and listen to his problems. He needed someone to listen to him and care for him. Today, he said that he really needed to talk to you, that it was urgent.

So, a few minutes before midnight you’d go and meet up with him and arrive at midnight.

Everything was going as usual, and as you turned the corner, you numbed into Thor. “Y/N? What are you doing up at this hour?” He asked you.

“I, uh, couldn’t go to sleep.” You lied. “What’s wrong?” He asked with concern. “I had a nightmare.” You lied again. You hated lying to Thor, he was your closet friend, aside from Loki. “Oh, would you like me to escort you to your chambers?” He asked.

“It’s alright. I was just going to take a stroll through the garden.” You smiled. “I’ll join.” He smiled down at you. “Oh, you don’t need to.” You told him.

“It’s the least I could do.” He said. You looked at Loki’s bedroom door, “Sure.” You smiled. “After you.” He bowed and you two headed towards the garden.


“It’s a beautiful night.” Thor commented. “It is.” You said admiring the scenery. “Is there something on your mind?” He asked you. “My father, he is going to talk to Odin tomorrow about arranging a wedding.” You admitted.

It felt so good to finally talk to someone about it. “When did you find out about this?” Thor asked. “Yesterday.” You sighed. “And you don’t want that?” He asked.

“No. I want to fall in love, not being forced into it.” You told him and he understood. “Do you know who you’re father wants to be your future husband?” Thor asked you and you shook your head.

“Have you talked to him about how you’re feeling?” He asked. “He won’t listen. Mother has tried to reason with him, but he wants me to marry a Prince.” You told him.

“Would it help if I spoke to father?” He said, trying to make the situation better. You shook your head. As the two of you turned around, you saw Loki walking towards you.

“Brother? What are you doing?” Thor asked. “Y/N, what happened to our meeting?” Loki ignored Thor. Thor looked at you, “Can we not speak of this there?” You asked.

“Y/N, what is he talking about?” Thor asked. “Nothing, Thor. He just wanted to speak to me.” You said. “At this time of night?” Thor said. “Can you give us some space, brother?” Loki spat.

Thor looked a bit hurt and betrayed, but he did as his brother requested and walked away. “Why did you not meet me?” Loki asked, looking a bit hurt.

“I tried, but Thor caught me.” You explained. “But what was so urgent?” You asked him. “Odin is not my real father.” Loki told you. “What?” You said. “I’m a frost giant.” He told you.

“I-I should go.” You stuttered as you saw the guards. “Why? Because you think of me as a monster as well?” He asked bitterly. “Lady Y/L/N!” The guards shouted.

“You’re father sent us to escort you to your chambers.” The guard told you. You lowered your head and followed them back.


“I’m truly sorry, father.” You told him. “What have you and Loki been doing behind our backs?” Your father asked. “Nothing, I swear.” You told him.

“I’ve spoken to Odin, about your marriage with one of his sons.” Your father told you. “He’s agreed. He looks at you like his own daughter and would love to have you apart of his family.” He told you.

You looked at the marble floor, “But I don’t want to.” You spoke. “You’re a Princess, and must marry a Prince, not some peasant.” He spat.

“He’s not just some peasant.” You whispered. “What was that?” Your father asked. “Nothing.” You said. “That settles it then, we are meeting your future husband now.” He said.

Thor and Odin walked into the room. Odin had a wide smile, and Thor smiled as he saw you in your white and gold attire. “Now, we shall forget the events of last night and look into planning the perfect wedding.” Odin said.

How to Train your Dragon // yddrasil-dragon-muspellheim-drake


Thor finally had enough. He just couldn’t watch Loki waste away to nothingness anymore. He hadn’t wrested him out of his prison just for him to die of depression. And so, he opened the doors to Loki’s chambers– his eternal home for several months now– and announced loudly, “We are going on a hunting trip. You are coming with us, Loki.”

He couldn’t even protest to that. How could he, really? When Thor made up his mind like that… he just couldn’t. And so, Loki got dressed in more than his nightclothes, shouldered the pack Thor gave him– it was a light pack, but felt horribly heavy– and they started off. Thor and the warriors three laughed and joked loudly as they rode into the forests. Sif merely watched him distrustfully out of the corner of her eye. Loki didn’t see how this would make anything better. He was still the outsider. Sigyn wasn’t here. Neither were his little sons. 

He said nothing though. Thor halted the company, and they made camp. Loki attempted to help, but really proved to be more of a hindrance– his health was terrible. He hadn’t been taking care of himself well at all. But once the camp was made, and the fire was lit, and Thor’s goats slaughtered for supper, it got a little better. Thor tucked his younger brother up against him, making sure Loki was wrapped cozily in a blanket and, while he wasn’t exactly included in the conversations about glory in battle, he wasn’t shoved aside either. 

Once the fire died to embers, Loki slipped into the camping-bed inside the tent, then tilted his head upward, watching the stars. The slight bit of warming of his cold heart seemed to fade with the glowing of the embers. Now, in the silence, he was left to his own thoughts again.

Two Hands, One Beating Heart

TITLE: Two Hands, One Beating Heart


AUTHOR: the-resawrites

ORIGINAL IMAGINE: Imagine “Me before you” AU type of thing, where after an accident Loki is paralysed. Frigga hires you to keep companion for Loki so he wouldn’t be so lonely. All of his so-called friends abandoned him after the accident.


NOTES/WARNINGS: So I’m trying to keep to my word, no more waiting for a week or more! Sorry if there are any typos. Likes, comments, and reblogs are greatly appreciated :)

Loki’s not in his chambers, he’s not in bed, he’s nowhere near me.

Nina ran through the palace, looking for the Prince.

Norns, I’m so fired. Why did I even oversleep, what did I do last—the kiss.

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Met With A Zap, Chapter 21

TITLE: Met With A Zap


AUTHOR: fanficshiddles

ORIGINAL IMAGINE: Imagine Darcy and Loki meeting for the first time. They instantly dislike each other and are constantly at one another’s throats in arguments. Darcy even ends up using her taser on him at one point. Others around them get fed up of being stuck in the middle of their pranks and arguments. But eventually, Loki finds himself falling for her sassy mouth.


I had ended up spending the night in Loki’s chambers.

Although it nearly had been a bit of a disaster. We had been in the middle of, making love, so to speak. I had screamed out in pleasure, as let’s just say Loki is a fucking beast in bed, and the guards thought he was hurting me.

They had burst in through the door with their spears aimed, ready to attack. So when they saw Loki and me naked, tangled in one another’s limbs, with him fucking me hard into the mattress. It had been a bit embarrassing for all of us. Apart from Loki, who had just smirked at them and winked… While he was deep inside me. Yeah, so embarrassing.

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Mythology of Asgard

TITLE: Mythology of Asgard


AUTHOR: lifeistooshorttowasteyourtime.tumblr.com

ORIGINAL IMAGINE: Imagine Loki giving you a book and later, when you open it in your chambers you see that he has folded two papers in the middle to form a little heart shape and next to it is a small note asking you if you’d like to have dinner with him.

RATING: safe

NOTES/WARNINGS: none, thanks for reading!

That morning (Y/N) was walking through the corridors after an unsuccessful research of a special book. She had been looking for it in the last days, but it wasn’t in the huge library of the palace. The Lady was already walking on the gardens when she heard her name being called. Turning to see who was calling her, she saw it was the prince of Asgard, Prince Loki. She bowed to him with a smile, they weren’t what you call friends, but they knew each other because she visited the library a lot, she was a teacher in the school and the prince spent a lot of time in the library.

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Taming the rage

TITLE: Taming The Rage

Original Imagine: Imagine Odin tells Loki he has to marry and its you. You’ve hated him for years. Every time he sees you in the palace he chuckles knowing all the duties you will have to perform as his princess, making you cringe. He isn’t fond of you either but can’t help looking forward to the challenge.

Chapter: #9

Author: Lokilover9 

Notes: Comments and likes are appreciated. Thank you!

Revealing Astas secrets wasn’t going to be easy. Frigga was hoping to put it off for longer but couldn’t after seeing Erika in the forest. The issue was finding a way to do this without bringing about resentment towards her Mother. She needed an open opportunity. Little did she know, she was about to get one.
As Erika headed towards her chambers, Loki appeared unexpectedly out of nowhere. “There you are I’ve been looking for you.” She rolled her eyes. “Great. Lucky me.” He sighs heavily, touching her shoulder. “Erika please?” She stops to face him with her arms crossed. “I wish to apologize for my behavior last night. Although I did have one too many, it was still unacceptable.” “That’s no excuse and it was completely unacceptable!”

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Judging Books By Covers

TITLE: Judging Books By Covers

CHAPTER NO./ONE SHOT: Chapter Twenty Five

AUTHOR: wolfpawn


Imagine Loki is cast out into a castle in his Jotun form, under a spell that will return him to his Aesir one if he learns to accept himself for who he is, not what he looks like, and can find another who will do the same. Angry and repulsed by his own appearance, Loki fears he will live out his days as the monster he so greatly loathes. 


It was passed noon when Lagertha exited Loki’s chambers again. Her lips swollen and deep red, just as Loki had sworn they would be, her hair tossed and her clothes crumpled. One of the maids, Myra was walking up the corridor the same time, the maid could not help but notice her dishevelled appearance, her eyes widening as Lagertha cursed herself for not thinking to ask Loki to use his seidr to at least make her look less like she was mauled by a wild beast. “Myra, could you please get the lunch and leave it on the table outside the quarters half way down the private hall on the right?”

Myra frowned for a moment at being given conflicting orders, as Lagertha had instructed her not to concern herself with meals that very morning, but knowing her place, the maid said nothing and simply nodded as she did what was asked of her.

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      In the heat of the moment, it was easy to ignore the
      distressed noises of the bed. It groaned under their
      frenzied movements, but Iðunn moaned louder. She
      never did learn how to restrain herself, to muffle the
      noises that spilled instinctively from her lips. Even a
      multitude of awkward moments with the Einherjar
      stationed outside Loki’s chambers had not taught
      her to keep quiet… But when the bed gave up and
      collapsed at the height of their passion– well, that
      was a lot harder to ignore.

      Iðunn laughed so hard she cried, her eyes watering
      as she struggled to sit up amidst cushions and
      blankets and broken bed frame. “Your fault,” she
      accused, still wheezing as she struggled to catch
      her breath. “I told you not to overindulge at the