The group of men entered into the hall, loud cheers and the sound of cups smashed to ground filled to the walls. They all still wore their armor, in varies states, it was clear they were just coming from training. Thor walked among them as they moved to sit at the table as they recalled their sparring match and training.
Loki sat across from his wife, eating silently as they entered. His eyes lifted to see them but he soon returned to his meal. A young soldier sat not far from Re’, his eyes moved over her body. He leaned closer to her his cup near his lips.
“Lady Re’ you are looking ravishing as always.” He whispered, a grin on his face before he pulled back away. “Though I fear we’ve never had the honor of meeting formally. I am Einherjar Gannic Ormrson.” He said offering his hand. “I have just joined the palace guard.”
The eight legged horse of Odin, the Allfather of the Aesir. The horse is also a child of Loki along with Narfi, Hel, Jormundgandr and Fenrir. One time, in Asgard the gods decided to get a wall built around Valhalla. A Jotun offered this service, and he wished nothing in exchange, except if he could have the wall finished in relatively short time, he’d want Freya as his wife. Loki agreed upon this without the other gods consent, as he believed he wouldn’t be able to. When the gods found out the terms, they were pissed with Loki. He had to explain and they didn’t believe he’d finish up in time either. This however, did almost happen, as his horse was magical. His horse was incredibly strong so the wall was built really really fast.
When the construction neared its end, the gods told Loki to fix the mess, as Freya wasn’t pleased with the agreement. Loki’s only choice was to transform into a female horse, and lure the Jotun’s horse away, and thus became the mother to the eight legged horse, Sleipnir.
Loki stood with a smug smile all the time Odin was talking. He found nothing he said intimidating that was, until he mentioned you.
“And for your final punishment, you shall never be able to see your wife again.” Loki’s eyes snapped to his, full of anger. “Y/N shall not become corrupt. We will not allow you destroy another life.” Odin almost seemed proud of himself as he watched Loki try to not to break. His eyes began to glaze but he refused to allow any tears to fall: To show any weakness.
Friffa walked towards her son and put her hand on his shoulder, trying her hardest to console him.
“It could be worse, Loki.” She said kindly. Loki pushed away his feelings of pain and anger and instead put on a bemused expression. Turning to his mother, he said strongly ‘define worse’, trying hard not to think of you and how he’ll never get to hold you again.
“He doesn’t deserve you…” Loki murmured, lips inches from hers. They were at a costume staff party, in one of the back halls where no one would see them. Loki was a business partner of an old friend, Axel, commonly known as “The Axeman” for his ruthlessness. But Loki was just as ruthless, and right now he was after his wife.
She was a classic beauty, lithe, and a perfectly painted face. Loki has lusted after her for a while. His hand came up to caress the bruise on her cheek. She had done a good job at using makeup to hide it, but Loki knew better. He knew she probably had bruises all over her body.
FIC SUMMARY: Luna could see how
stressed out Loki had become since he has taken over the throne. She plans some
fun for the two of them that involves the throne. Loki doesn’t realize just how
much he is in for when his wife visits him late one night in the throne room.
WARNINGS/TRIGGERS/AUTHORS NOTES: A bit
of teasing, but no harm done. This is the fourth installment of my Loki and Luna
series. This particular scenario has been playing over and over in my head for
a couple of months now, so it was dying to be written. I think throne sex is a
kink of mine, because it is not the first time I have written about it. Sorry
not sorry, I think it is the hottest scenario honestly. There is a bit of a
I smirked as I made my way towards the throne room, Loki
would be there bored out of his mind I’m sure. Ever since Thor turned down the
throne, Loki has been the one tending to it. Odin had fallen into Odin sleep
once again, and this time Loki wasn’t so sure he would wake up. Frigga had
given him the throne, knowing Loki would be the best candidate for it. Things
were hard ever since Thor decided to move to Midgard with Jane.
Can I make a request?Tom Hiddleston and his wife plays Loki and Sygin on the Thor and Avengers movies and the fans love them together!specially on pannels
“Tom,” you called out from the door of the hotel room, “we have to go, Honey, the car is down stairs.”
“I’m coming, I’m coming,” he stepped out of the bathroom fixing his tux jacket. He went to fiddle with his tie and kept trying to get it. You stepped up to him, pushed your clutch in his hand, and took the bow tie into your own hands, quickly tying and centering it.
“There. Perfect,” you kissed his cheek, whipped the little bit of lipstick off, and took back your clutch. “Now, come one. I don’t want our driver to hate us.” He chuckled and had to jog to catch up with you as you continued to walk while he shut the door. When he caught up his hand went into yours.
Upon seeing you come out the driver opened the door and waited to assist you both inside the black SUV. Tom stopped you just short of the car. “Tom, you started to say but he cut you off.
“Did I tell you that you look exceptionally beautiful tonight?” Your face morphed into a large smile as you smiled up at him. His blush was all the reaction he needed and he pulled your hand towards the car
Tonight was the London red carpet premiere for the latest instalment in the Thor movies. You and Tom had gotten married just after the first Thor movie had premiered. The fans loved you two together and were even more excited when it was announced that you were going to play Sigyn, Loki’s wife, in the new movie.
You two arrived at the premiere and got out of the SUV, smiling and waving at the fans that lined the beginning of the carpet. You two stopped and took some quick selfies with the fans and signed things and had to move on to pose for the photographers.
As you moved down the carpet you got back to a section with fans and went back to talk with them before you had to go in and watch the movie. “Will you both be at Comic Con,” a fan asked excitingly.
“Yes we will,” you said happily. “I’m excited, I’ve never gotten to sit on a panel or do a signing there before. I usually end up behind the scenes watching Tommy,” you told him.
“Hopefully we’ll see some of you guys there,” Tom grinned at them. “Are you guys seeing the movie this week?”
The crowd rang out with all kinds of ‘yes’ and ‘of course’ replies as a coordinator came up and ushered you two along. “It was great meeting you all,” you cried out before you were pushed along the carpet.
After watching the final product of your movie you and Tom left with smiled on your faces with your hands intertwined. You got into the SUV to go to the afterparty and glimpsed at your phone. Tom, doing the same, spoke up with a chuckle, “We’ve made Twitter news, Dear.”
“What are you talking about,” you laughed.
“‘The Hiddlestons steal the show at the premiere of their new movie,’ this article link says with a picture of us. Then there’s ‘Married inside and outside their newest movie, the Hiddlestons still looked like newlyweds on the red carpet.’ There’s also a bunch of the pictures we took with fans being tweeted around. Look how cute we are,” he smiled flashing you his phone with your pictures with the fans on it.
FIC SUMMARY: Loki is
stressed about Odin and his upcoming coronation. He says some hurtful things to
Luna, which drives her away from him. Loki tries to find a way to make it up to
NOTES: Loki seems to be a bit of an ass in the beginning because of the stress.
I don’t think he handled it in the best way, and Luna is going to make sure he
regrets his actions. This one is really bad, but I tried. Also, sorry I haven’t posted in a couple of weeks. I was focused on my finals and the papers and projects I had to do. I am done now, and it is my summer. Time to focus on writing.
The next couple of days were truly stressful for Loki and
Frigga. Odin seemed to be hanging on by a string. I believed he was waiting for
Thor to return to Asgard before he truly left us. I hated seeing Loki in that
state of unrest. He was so nervous about the impending coronation. He still
believed the whole of Asgard hated him for the things he had done in the past.
I tried my best to calm Loki down, but it didn’t seem to be working.
When I start to doubt myself, when life starts to feel like more than I can handle, I remember Sigyn.
She was a mother who lost both of her sons. Although she had never wronged the All Father, he murdered her children to punish her husband. Then, she watched as her husband writhed in agony for centuries, dutifully holding the bowl, no matter how tired her arms got, to spare him as much suffering as she could.
Loki didn’t make her stay. She chose to. And can you blame her? Loki was all she had left. Recently someone suggested that Sigyn, a mother scorned, had the Trickster all to her self all those centuries, and the first thing he did when he was freed was declare war on Asgard. Methinks, while Loki was at his wife’s mercy, Sigyn had some influence on the decision to initiate Ragnarok.
Truth of prophecie is always in your hands
When you heed her words
And do as she commands
-TYR, “Lord of Lies”
Anyway, Sigyn is tremendous source of strength for me. No matter what I’m going through, Sigyn endured worse. When I want to give up, I feel her presence, and it makes me want to keep going.
I love Loki and Sigyn. I couldn’t stop picturing Rose Leslie as Sigyn so here, have some movieverse-meets-myth Loki hamming it up with his faithful, butt-kicking wife and fellow adventurer. Feisty couples are the best.
Imagine you and Loki having a son. Initially you were fearful of birthing a potentially Jotun baby, but for Loki you were more than happy to try. All goes smoothly with the pregnancy and he shows no signs of his father’s true heritage; he grows up as a normal Asgardian child. (He knows of Loki’s true parentage but the conversation rarely comes up)
When he gets over, he decides to move to Midgard where he falls in love with a human and ultimately marries her. You and Loki aren’t that fond of his wife but she makes him happy and you and Loki give them your blessing.
Eventually it’s announced that you and Loki will be grandparents. However, things start to go strangely during the pregnancy and your son calls, desperate for help. Your daughter-in-law complains of constant cold and other cold related issues. As the due date draws nearer, everyone grows increasingly worried.
On the day of the birth, your daughter-in-law gives birth to a beautiful icy blue girl with perfectly ruby red eyes: it seems the Jotun gene skipped a generation. Much to your surprise, your daughter-in-law is overjoyed (after the initial shock and explanation) and even names the child after Frigga.
You and Loki apologize for your initial opinion of the woman and couldn’t be happier for the new parents, also taking great joy in being grandparents.
Odin erases the memories of Loki’s wife, feeling that she would be better off without memories of Loki to torture her during Loki’s imprisonment.
Loki is sentenced to prison for his crimes against the people of Midgard….
His pregnant wife, (Y/N), stands to the side as he is sentenced. Before he is escorted to his cell, he is allowed one last moment with (Y/N).
“I will wait for you, Loki.”
“Prepare for a long wait (Y/N).”
“I will wait forever, if I must.” she says, tears sliding down her cheeks. Loki’s hand cups (Y/N)’s cheek and his thumb wipes away the tears. His own eyes begin to brim with tears but sucks it up trying to stay strong for (Y/N)’s sake. He places his other hand on her belly, gently rubbing it. He leans down and plants a kiss on their unborn child. The guards bust open the door signifying Loki’s time to go. Loki looks at his wife one last time before walking out the door and never turning back.
“Odin has requested your presence Lady (Y/N).” says a guard. (Y/N) walks back into the throne room to stand before Odin who sat on his throne. She politely curtsies. “You requested my presence, sir?”
“Yes (Y/N) I did.” Without another word Odin holds his staff out in front of him and towards Y/N’s direction. A bright blue light comes from the tip of the staff.
Six years pass. One early morning, Loki is awoken. “Loki Laufeyson, you are hereby granted freedom on account of good behavior. However a strong watch shall still be held over you.” reads a guard off of a scroll. Loki’s eyes light up with excitement at being able to see his beloved (Y/N). Upon being released, he runs as quickly as his legs would allow him to find (Y/N). He eventually finds her walking around the public gardens. “(Y/N)!” he shouts excitedly. (Y/N) turns around to find a strange man running towards her. Loki runs to hug her but she takes several steps back in fear. Loki is confused for a short moment but nonetheless happy to see his lovely (Y/N).
“I’m sorry sir, but I’m afraid that I don’t know you.”
“Okay very funny (Y/N).” he laughs, remembering her sense of humor.
“How is it that you know my name, sir?”
“How wouldn’t I? You’re the love of my life.” Loki’s hand reaches out for her but she takes two more steps back.
“Sir, I really don’t know who you are!” she insists.
“Alright (Y/N), it’s not funny anymore.”
“I do not kid you, sir, I haven’t the slightest idea who you are!” Loki’s smile disappears and turns into a frown. She sounds very serious and she looks afraid.
“(Y/N) it’s me, Loki. Your husband.”
“You are not my husband. My husband is another.”
Loki’s brow furrows, confused and slightly afraid. His eyes wander down and for the first time he notices that (Y/N)’s belly is no longer carrying child.
“Where is our child? Is it a boy or a girl?”
“Yes you carried my son or daughter.”
At that moment a tiny boy of a young age comes out from behind some bushes. He giggles happily as he runs to (Y/N) with his arms open. (Y/N) kneels down to the boys’ level and picks him up. Loki’s eyes widen slightly with excitement at the sight of his son. Or at least who he thinks is his son. Loki’s eyebrows furrow again but this time with realization. This boy has blue eyes and chestnut colored hair, very unlike his or (Y/N)’s black hair or green eyes. “How old is he?” asks Loki suspiciously.
“He is three years of age.” Loki knows that that isn’t possible. This isn’t his child. (Y/N) was seven months pregnant at the time of his sentence. Logic dictates that his child should be five or six by now. “And do you have no other children?”
“He is my only one.”
“Have you had no others?” Upon hearing the question (Y/N)’s expression becomes sad. “There was one before him…but she was lost.” Loki’s eyes brim with tears upon the realization that his child is dead and was never even born.
“She? So it was a girl?” he asks choking up slightly.
“Yes.” (Y/N) responds sadly. “(Y/H/N (Your Husband’s Name)) and I were devastated.”
“Yes, he is my husband.”
“But he is not and he never was! That child was not his! It was mine!”
“Please sir, you’re frightening me.”
“(Y/N)! (Y/C/N (Your Child’s Name))!” shouts a voice. A man with curly chestnut colored hair and blue eyes wearing riding attire comes out from the bushes as the little boy had. “Ah there you are!” the man says happily. “Are you prepared to-?” he stops when he notices Loki’s presence. “Oh hello. Are you a friend of (Y/N)’s?”
“I guess you could say that.” says Loki choking back tears.
“Oh okay um (Y/N) I’ve prepared the horses are you ready to go?”
“Um I will be just give me another moment.” says (Y/N) setting (Y/C/N) down.
“Very well, come (Y/C/N).” he says holding his hand out to (Y/C/N). (Y/C/N) takes his father’s hand and walks with him around a corner until they are out of sight. “You really do not remember me?” asks Loki finally letting the tears go.
“I’m sorry but I must go.” said (Y/N) not answering the question. Loki sadly watches her go off and disappear. After she is gone, Loki falls onto his hands and knees, weeping like an hurt child. He wants to call out to her. He wants to beg her to come back. He wants hold her in his arms and never let her go. But he knows that it’s no use.
She does not remember him….
He has been forgotten….
So yeah, hope you guys enjoyed this, It’s my first fanfiction on this blog (as far as I know) so sorry if it’s crappy. If you’d like another send me a request.
She sits down next to him, “I’ll stay married to you, I will be your wife always. No matter what you do, good or bad. A lie or a ton of lies, I am your wife Loki Odinson.” She places a hand on his knee “I will learn to love you.”
“No matter how many years, how many times I’ve lost myself in my madness. Sigyn you have always stood by my side. Why? You should have left me, you could have left me, you can still leave me if that is what you wish.“
She gives him that clever smile, ” I always knew you were going to be King, and what is a King without a devoted and loyal Queen?“
Loki on skates is the funniest sight I’ve ever seen. He gives up trying to stand and leans against the wall, while Logan and Jane are making progress out in the middle of the rink, Thor spotting him as he laughs and slides along as Jane pulls him.
As Loki is dying on Svartalfheim, Thor tells him to stay with him, while Loki apologizes (“I’m sorry, I’m sorry.”) and, for a brief moment, as Thor’s trying to hold him together in that way you do when you can’t hold someone together at all, your hands are everywhere on them, for a moment, Thor’s hand touches the side of Loki’s face.
Not to grip the side or back of his neck, not the usual move that he does with people he cares about, but a true touching to the side of Loki’s face in a way that’s meant to be brotherly but, uh. Really kind of isn’t.
(p.s. This scene still makes me cry and fuck this movie for putting it in. It’s not heartbreaking because Loki dies, we all know he lived, it’s not even heartbreaking for fucking up the storyline, because I can work with this, but because goddamn, they both thought he was dying, because it was entirely real for both of them and THIS IS WHAT WOULD HAPPEN, Loki would be sorry, Thor wouldn’t want him to die, and they both obviously love each other very much. That’s what really hurts—they do love each other, there’s just so much other shit in the way that they keep tripping over.)
Imagine Loki coming home to his wife and children after a long mission in another realm and panicking when nobody answers as he calls through the dark house; the children aren’t in their beds and he’s starting to believe that one of his many enemies has taken his family only to have relief flood his chest when he reaches the master bedroom and finds his entire brood snuggling up to his wife in his giant bed. He promptly joins them, holding them all as close as possible and thinking that this is the best homecoming in Asgard.