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Our Promise - Loki x Reader

Originally posted by claracivry

Summary: As teenagers, Loki and (Y/N) agreed that if they were not to be married by 35, they’d marry each other. Loki then sabotage every relationship (Y/N) had until her 35th birthday, only to be force to tell her upon that very special day.

Pairing: Loki x Reader

Word count: 2.9K

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A/N: wooooooooo !! This one actually hit me hard ((AND I WROTE IT)), but when I read it I picture Loki from the first Thor because he just seems so much more emotion and BOY is this story a RIDE

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Slippery Towel

TITLE: Slippery towel

CHAPTER NO./ONE SHOT: one shot

AUTHOR: lifeistooshorttowasteyourtime.tumblr.com

ORIGINAL IMAGINE: Imagine Loki scaring you as you walk out of the shower, causing your towel to fall.

RATING: I don’t know how this work so I would say just suggestive

NOTES/WARNINGS: It’s short, sorry! Also sorry for any grammar mistakes. Thanks for reading! I’d love to know what you think.

Loki stepped into his apartment after having a hard morning of meetings, he just wanted to relax for a while and have a nice lunch with his partner if she came back in time before he had to go back to meet with the Avengers and workers of SHIELD. He took off his shoes while sitting on his bed, wondering where his lovely girlfriend would be since she had to supervise a project of her work. He smiled thinking in her, he couldn’t believe how she put up with him when they met (he wasn’t the nicest), how she still bear with him and his moody temperament or constant pranks, and specially how she loved him above all.

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Because,” said Thor, “when something goes wrong, the first thing I always think is, it is Loki’s fault. It saves a lot of time.
—  Norse Mythology, by Neil Gaiman
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Let’s Christmas! 🎄☃️

Words: 3166
Warnings: smut

A/N: Request from @lokisgirl5. There is something about having sex in a library. Don’t blame me. Seems like I got a little carried away. ;-)

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So I have this silly little headcanon that when teenage Groot meets Loki in IW (please oh please let it happen) he kind of latches onto him the way teenagers do because Loki is all cool and moody and sassy. It’ll drive everyone absolutely insane (especially Rocket) but Loki is going to be loving every minute of it like the little shit he is and lording it over the others because he’s got a fanboy - okay, fine, a fantree - and Groot thinks he is COOL and he’s having such fun with it.

So we end up with Groot following Loki around, trying to impersonate his swagger walk and sassy tone despite still only having a three word vocabulary, but getting the tone DEAD on every time anyway.

“This’ll be SUCH fun.”

“I…AM Groot.”

Imagine Loki moves his arms around when he talks. You always found it adorable, but one day he comes home rambling on about Thor and the Warriors Three. You see he’s upset and run to hug him from behind, only for him to accidentally smack you in the face. You jump back laughing, but he starts apologizing profusely.

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Bonus:

Loki’s Very Special Girl

It’s Kinktober.  I am doing day 1 prompts:  Spanking, aphrodisiac, sleepy sex

Request:  I had two requests for Loki non-con, and one for Loki/Virgin, so using these.

Warning:  Non-con/rape. PLEASE DO NOT READ IF THIS OFFENDS YOU. Also, turns into dub-con. Kinks. 

Pairing: Loki/Reader

A/N:  Loki is my muse this evening.  This is more like 3 drabbles (all about 1000 words).  Pre Avengers movie. 

Tags: @thecynicalnerd @marauderice @mac5323 @idonthavehusbandsihavelovers @negan–is–god @kellyn1604 @roschelesworld @taintedgenre @screeching-pterodactyl-fangirl @purplemuse89 @blondesouthsquad @xbergiex @bellaballanda @theariel85 @fashun–deevah 

Aphrodisiac

Your head was pounding as consciousness returned.  All you could see was pure blackness.  The first thing you did was take a deep breath.  You knew to stay calm.  S.H.I.E.L.D had trained you for hostage situations.  It never occurred to you that this particular training would come into play on your first mission, but as inexperienced as you were, there was no way you would flip out.  They had chosen you to be an Agent because of your natural talents, letting them down was not an option.

A few deep exhales calmed you enough to assess your situation.  The room itself was not black, there was a bag over your head.  You were seated in a chair, your ankles cuffed to each leg with about an inch and a half of chain, your hands to the arms with even less leeway. The chair was metal and bolted to the ground.  The only chance of escape meant the picking the cuffs.  You could feel the spot for the key, but without eyesight chances of setting your hands free was slim to none.  While it was unfavorable, you knew you had to wait until your captor arrived.  

This was not supposed to happen.  You were on a surveillance mission, looking into a possible terrorist threat in England.  Nobody should have noticed you, since your cover was the date of a diplomat.  You sipped champagne and wore a beautiful black dress, the satin still rested against your bare chest, and you wished you had opted for a more conservative look.  The target hadn’t even arrived yet.  You walked away to freshen up when there was a sharp pain in your neck.  It didn’t feel like a shot though. The blackout was instantaneous. What sort of drug had they used on you?  

Before you could dwell on the thought the sound of the door opening filled the room.  You rolled your shoulders back and tried to show no fear.  If they planned on torturing you for information they had no idea who they were up against.  You would choose death long before betrayal.  

Originally posted by loptrlaufey

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