Loki’s New Nickname

Originally posted by wandering-in-hopeless-night

Warnings: Immense fluff, cutesie whipped cream and strawberries and chocolate syrup fights, tackling onto to the kitchen tiles, awkward choking on food, SMUT, fingering, hand jobs, oral, (female receiving) lovey dovey loki

A/N: The wonderful Delilah ( @papi-chulo-bucky ) helped me write some of the smut for this, i became bloody clueless. the (*)  in certain parts of Loki’s speech is a quote (linked)  I’ve used from a blog I found, (trust my you’ll like the sound of it)

Word count:  4812


You were wondering around the tower, a book in hand and your reading glasses in the other. You had just finished a sparring session with Steve, showering and then putting on some lounging clothes; a baggy vest and some pyjama shorts with some fuzzy socks.

Times had changed with the Avengers; grudges were slowly dissipating, mutual dislike turned to civility and Thor and Loki had become loving brothers once more.

Loki was usually isolated in his own mind, he was a social vampire when it came to gatherings; you wouldn’t get a word out of him unless you invited him into the conversation. He became a good man- it took him a while to earn the trust of the people around him and it took him a while to learn how to control his powers to use them for reasonable purposes.

Everyone was still skeptical about him, though, especially Clint. The whole mind control back in New York made the man uneasy and on guard constantly. Natasha had to keep distracting him whenever Loki joined everyone in the living area, for the man shot imaginary arrows in his general direction.

You had reached said living area and you heard howling laughter. You peaked around to see everyone laughing, apart from Loki.

“What’s going on guys?” You questioned, placing your book on the stand next to where the god was sitting.

“We’ve given Loki a new nickname.” Tony snorted. You rolled your eyes, knowing it wasn’t going to end well.

“And what would this nickname be, exactly?” You arched your brow at them whilst crossing your arms across. The guys, especially Tony and Sam, kept doing shit like this and it annoyed you to no end. You wanted Loki to feel welcome here, and they were making that impossible for him.

Horny.” You heard Loki mutter softly. You turned and looked at him then, emerald eyes meeting your wide ones. “Because of my helmet…What does it even bloody mean?” You kept hearing snorts of laughter in front of you and sneered at the two ‘grown ups’, but you had to stop yourself from giggling.

“Y'know you’re real funny, Tony, Sam, whoever made the nickname needs to grow up.” You picked up your book and sat next to man on the leather couch. “Just ignore them, Loki, they’re children in adult skin.” You whispered softly.

“I still want to know what it means, though.” He mumbled to himself, he shifted slightly and his arm brushed against yours, the coolness of his skin behind the thin material of his t-shirt making goosebumps rise upon your skin. “What are you reading, Y/N?”

“Oh, I’m reading The Rise and Fall of the Krays. Yeah, it’s a true story about two really famous gangsters in East London back in the… 1950’s? I think? Let me double check,” You placed a finger between the pages so you didn’t lose yours, and flipped the book to look at the blurb on the back. “Ah, the 50’s AND the 60’s. I was close.” Loki gave you a small smile and returned to looking out of the window.

You sat in a comfortable silence for a while, the sound of soft breathing and distant conversations filling your ears, that is, until Tony piped up.

“We’re all going out in 10 minutes, wanna join, Y/N? Or are you staying here with Horny?” The man chuckled.

You usually declined going out- the hustle and bustle of busy bodies and widely socializing making you rather uncomfortable. You scoffed at Tony’s childish words.

“I’m keeping Loki company, so no thank you, manchild.” You smiled sarcastically at Tony and then looked at Loki. You jumped ever so slightly when you noticed he was watching intently.

“You don’t have to, dear. Go out and have some… Midgardian…fun…” He cringed at word 'fun’. Loki wasn’t used to Earth, still, his idea of fun was pulling pranks and scaring the shit out of people.

“No, no, I’d like to stay here with you - don’t give me that look, Loki -” You were cut off when you heard multiple farewells, returning them briefly. “I don’t like crowds…or large parties that much.”

“Ah, I see. I hope I don’t bore you too much, petal.” You blushed at the nickname he gave you. You and Loki had grown closer during his time at the tower; small talk turned into full blown conversations, boring nights turned into ones where you could bask in each others company for hours, no physical contact became small, innocent touches, but he was still very timid, though.

You shot up from your seat, heading towards the kitchen area, you felt the pang of hunger reside in your stomach, so you had to eat at least something to make it go away.

“Loki, would you like something to eat? I might make some waffles.” You received a hum and a soft 'please’ from him. You quietly turned to see him take a peek at your book and you smiled slightly.

You soon finished cooking, 4 waffles in total. You plucked needed confections out of the cupboards and fridge; chocolate syrup, whipped cream, strawberries.

Before you ushered Loki over, you connected your phone to the sound system and played some music. The place was silent, so you wanted to change that. You skipped through your music list, fist bumping the air as soon as you found ‘No Scrubs’ by TLC. It was one of your favourite as a young teen and you swayed to the beat whilst happily mumbling the lyrics.

“Loki, come get your waffles!” You hollered, the tall god swiftly made his way over the the kitchen, sitting at one of the stools by the island.

“I must admit, petal, I’ve never had these before.” You gasped at his confession, awestruck that he had never tasted the sweet food before.

“Oh, gosh, Loki. Here- try some of mine, I’ve got strawberries, chocolate and whipped cream. I promise, it’s really nice!” You urged, you took some on your fork and held it up to him. “Taste it.”

He timidly leaned forward and took the food from your fork, his teeth baring. As he chewed you saw his eyes roll back with a moan. You bit your lip as you saw his head roll back, exposing the fair skin of his slender neck.

“Lord, if I ever knew how good these tasted, I’d have them everyday. May I?” He gestured towards the confectionery on the table, you replied with a ‘of course’ before you dug into your own, you done good.

A soft tune came on, and you recognised it to be one of Hans Zimmer’s masterpieces. You always played his music whenever you and Loki basked in the late night silences, it relaxed him and helped him focus whilst he read, he told you.

“Could you please tell me the definition of ‘horny’ now, Y/N?” You choked on what you were halfway swallowing.

“U-um, yes, okay, er…” You stuttered, you really wanted to save Loki the embarrassment, but it felt like you were the one in said state.

“It’s bad, isn’t it?” Loki muttered, shoveling more waffle into his mouth.

“No- it’s just crude.” You grimaced. “It means a-aroused…” The clatter of Loki’s fork on his plate startled you out of your embarrassed dazed.

“Well, Stark is in for a thorough beating, dare I say. Not only is he humiliating me, but he’s insulting my helmet-” He stopped when he noticed you staring at him in shock, scared he would lash out and break any plates.

You noticed his amused gaze upon your face, he started to chuckle lightly.

“W-What? Loki, what’s so funny?” You laughed as you cocked an arched brow at him.

Seeing him so happy made your chest swell and a smile tug at your lips. Loki found it difficult to let loose, for he was almost on edge all the time, worrying that if he took his mind off of reality for just a second, something bad would happen.

Your eyes widened as you watched Loki swiped cream across your nose, you let out a shriek as you watched his hand dip into the little scoop of cream and swipe across your cheek, creating a giant line of the white substance.

“You…You’ve got a little something right here, Y/N,” Loki spoke, but this time, his voice was deep with seriousness. His eyebrows furrowed as his gaze focused on your mouth. You watched as his finger gently touched your lip, before smearing more of the cream over your mouth.

You gasped as you felt the cream on your face, but this time he wasn’t getting off the hook. With a sudden burst of confidence, you lunged forward and with all your might, tackled him to the ground. You both landed onto the kitchen tiles with a loud thud, knocking over the stools that were beside you in the process.

“Oof!” Loki wheezed, “Ooh, my head…” He winced, holding his large hand to his head.

“Oh! Loki I-I’m so sorry!” you cried before getting to your knees and placing your hands on his shoulders. You peered down, trying to catch a glimpse of the spot he was holding, but instead was met with his trademark smirk. One that everyone knew meant trouble would soon follow.

‘Uh oh’ you thought. You immediately sat up straight, trying to make sense of why he would be looking at you that way. Before you could think, you felt two strong arms wrap around your body and pull you back onto the floor. He pinned you down with a strong arm before wiping more of the cream from your jaw to your neck. You gasped at the coldness of his slender fingers mingled with the cream and you wriggled underneath him, though he was tall and lithe he was heavy against your smaller form.

Loki managed to wipe more cream on you, not allowing you to escape from his strong grasp. His arm slipped and he accidentally wiped some of the sweetness in the valley of your breasts, both of your breaths hitching.

Loki’s playful facade fell as soon as he caught a glimpse of the small opening of your vest, which gave a perfect -and might he add, amazing view of your breasts. His eyes focused on your body, taking in every single detail it had to offer. From your chest, to your hair, all the way down to your hips. Dare he admit it, but he was enchanted by you.

“Forgive me,” he spoke, his voice soft as his eyes met yours once again. “But you truly are…one mesmerizing creature, Y/N.”

You swore on every single star in the sky, you felt your heart swell with the sensation of longing. You slowly reached a small hand to move a stray piece of raven hair away from his face, your fingers lingering on his jaw a few moments longer than they should have.

Everything was a blur as you felt Loki’s cool lips against yours, the mingled taste of strawberries and cream lingering on the supple skin. You laced your fingers into his long hair and tugged him closer to you, pressing your lips harder upon his.

You were jerked back to reality when you felt him pull away.

“I- I’m sorry, Y/N, for being so bold.”

“Shut up and kiss me, Loki, I haven’t gotten sticky whipped cream and chocolate syrup over me for nothing.” You giggled, pulling him down once more. You moaned as you felt his cool tongue brush against your own, your hips unconsciously bucking to meet his in pure need. You squeaked when you felt cold fingers brush against your jaw, tilting your head to the side.

Loki’s lips left yours, placing feather light kisses against your skin in a pathway to your neck. As lips and tongue left a wet path in their wake as they lapped up the whipped cream left there, you whispered his name, the sound of your voice and the bucking of your hips against his made him groan.

“Do you have any idea how much I crave this? Crave you? The taste of you? The feel of you? (*) Oh, darling, I’ve had plenty of feelings for you since the beginning. So beautiful, so kind, compassionate. I hope my feelings are not unrequited.” Loki confessed, his mouth brushing the valley of your breasts ever so slightly, collecting the white sweetness with his tongue.

“L-Loki, I’ve had something inside me, yearning for you, for a while. I need you, please.”

With that, Loki stood up from the kitchen tiles, pulling you with him. Gently pushing you against the counter, his hands found your hips and hair, he couldn’t decide whether to bring you closer or push harder against your soft body.

You let out a small whimper as his hands slowly snaked their way down to your hips, his nails dragging along your flesh teasingly, making you suffer in the best way possible. Loki dipped his face until it was resting onto your shoulder and began pressing little kisses along your skin.

A small sigh escaped your lips as his kisses slowly began traveling to the flesh beneath your ear, his lips sucking just enough to get a reaction from you. His hands worked their way from your hips until they were resting on the waistband of your shorts, tugging them down slightly..

“So beautiful,” he whispered, his voice was deeper now, yet filled with a hint of sincerity.

You felt your pyjama shorts sliding down your thighs, before they pooled around your ankles with a small plop, leaving you only in your underwear and fuzzy socks. You hastily kicked thee shorts from around your feet and your socks, sending them flying to the side of the kitchen, before leaning back into Loki’s touch as a kitten does it’s owner.

“I can’t tell you how long I’ve wanted to do this, my love.” He confessed as he began undressing himself, slipping off the dark sweater from his body and revealing his incredibly toned torso. One that you found yourself growing extremely wet at the sight of. Loki was beautiful, despite his differences from his brother. To you, he was perfection.

“Please,” you whispered, feeling his erection pressing into your bum through his jeans. You felt his hands slowly making their way to your vest and one by one, began to unbutton each of the little buttons.

“Have patience, my love.” he smirked as he fumbled with the final button on your vest, pulling it back and letting the material slide off of your shoulders and onto the floor beneath you both, revealing the soft bra underneath, Loki dragged his slender fingers across the fine lacework, admiring the beauty of such an undergarment.

You could hear his breath hitch as his hands finally rested on your breasts, his slender fingers massaged each of them softly. He dragged his thumb across your nipples, before giving each of them an experimental flick over the thin material of your bra. You arched into his touch, your mouth forming an O.

“Oh my,” you breathed as a wave of pleasure coursed through your body.

He let out a breathy chuckle as he pulled away, earning a small whine from you. Loki quickly rid himself of his remaining clothes, tossing them to the floor without a single care in the world, leaving him in only his tight boxer briefs, his hardness apparent under the thin material.

“So eager, yet you listen to me so well, come, my love. Follow me to my room.”

Bending over slightly, you hastily picked up both of your scattered clothes, trying not to make your rendezvous obvious to those who came back this way. As you straightened, you gasped as Loki turned you around and bent down, throwing you over his broad shoulder, taking you back to his room.

“You cheeky bastard!” You squealed as you felt a light spank to your backside.

“Tsk, tsk. Such profanity from a pretty little mouth like yours, Y/N.” You both laughed at this, you let your arms dangle over his back and you dragged your blunt nails across his flesh only slightly, and you felt him gasp at the sensation. You got a lovely view of his behind and you smiled to yourself.

You felt Loki’s hands grip your thighs, gently digging his nails into your soft flesh. You arrived at the door then- because your felt your feet brush against the solid door. Loki turned the handle and walked in swiftly, setting you down on your feet. He twisted his body and locked the door, you watched as the muscles in his back rippled with his movements and were completely lost in him.

You were brought out of your trance when you felt Loki’s plump lips brush against yours and feather light fingertips brush against your waist. You let your mouth go slack against his, allowing his tongue to brush against yours again, mirroring the actions in the kitchen. You trailed your hands up his forearms, to his broad shoulders and all the way up to his hair, tugging slightly.

Loki let out a soft groan against your mouth, sending vibrations right down to your throbbing heat. He hunched and dragged his hands to the back of your thighs, not once breaking your ongoing kiss, and hoisted you up against him, pushing you gently against his bedroom wall. The coolness making you shriek, making Loki pull back to look into your dilated pupils.

“I’m a frostgiant, love, I don’t need my room to be warm, you should know that already…” He mumbled, placing butterfly kisses into your neck. His erection was pulsing against your heat and you ground yourself down onto him, both sighing at the tasteful friction of his hard cock against the damp heat of your panties.

He pulled you off the wall then, setting you down onto the soft mattress of his bed. He nestled himself between your soft thighs and kissed you fervently. You became nervous; you had done this before, but this was a whole different atmosphere, Loki was different to the rest of the men you had slept with. He was powerful, dominant, he was from another fucking realm for god’s sake.

Loki could feel you tense against him, “I sense your unease, but I’ll be gentle, my love, I promise, there’s no other way I would want this, with you right now…” His words were silk as he spoke and he connected your lips in a passionate kiss that made your arch your back, keening for more of him against you, you shifted your calf around his waist, pulling his hips closer to yours, eliciting a sharp groan from his chest as he felt your soaked panties grind against his clothed cock.

You rocked against each other like ocean waves, his hips shifting against yours, finding that much needed friction, “My sweet girl, so good for me, buck your hips, let me feel you against me.” The soft spoken words against your lips sent shivers down your spine, making you arch your back into him, your clothed core grinding against his once more.

Your lips broke apart, green eyes stared into Y/E/C and you felt his fingers tug at the waistband of your underwear asking for permission, and you granted him just that by swiftly nodding your head, bringing his face down to yours, kissing him deeply.

As Loki dragged your panties down your legs, your squirmed in excitement, the feeling of his cold fingers against your scorching skin making you wetter and wetter by the second. Kicking your panties off your ankles, you felt Loki set himself between your thighs once more.

“Do you want my fingers inside you, petal?”

“Mmm, Loki- please, I need you.” You soon felt to slender fingers part your wet folds, rubbing gently from your entrance to your clit, and you moaned loudly at his touch. He spread your slickness throughout your heat and slipped a single finger inside your sex, languidly probing at your g-spot.

“Such a good girl, Y/N,” Loki muttered, watching you as your face contorted in pleasure, your teeth digging into your bottom lip.  “So wet, darling, so wet, all for me?” You hummed and threw your head back against the soft pillow as he inserted another finger, curling and dragging them in, out, in, out.

“L-Loki, keep going and I’m going to-to cum.” You choked. At these words Loki quickened the pace of his fingers whilst his other hand came to to toy with your sensitive clit, bringing you closer to climax, but as soon as you neared the brink he removed both hands from you, making you whine.

“You’ll cum around my tongue first, petal.” His voice was low, gravelly, and it made you take a deep breath, your chest heaved in anticipation as he brought his fingers to his mouth, sucking your juices off of them whilst keeping his emerald eyes locked onto yours, the action was so erotic you couldn’t bare it.

He proceeded to kiss you then, the taste of yourself on his tongue as his hands reached behind you to rid you of your bra, flinging it across the room in haste. The cool air of his room made your nipples harden, making Loki take the chance to tweak and roll them between his fingers, making you take a sharp breath as you arched your back, yearning for more of his touch.

He shifted down the bed and used his large hands to part your thighs, his grip tight but gentle. He blew a soft puff of cold air on your heat and you jumped.

“You are a goddess, you deserve to be worshipped properly, pleasured like there is no more time in the world, let me give you this, Y/N.” You felt Loki’s tongue lick a thick stripe up your glistening folds. His tongue gently separated your lips, nudging the small sensitive nub that was your clit. You weaved your fingers through his thick, dark locks, tugging sharply.

You gasped, feeling the amazing sensation between your legs. You had your fair share of men please you throughout your life. You’ve had them try their hardest to touch you just right, eager to find what makes you tick. But none of them, no matter how hard they tried, could achieve what Loki was currently achieving at the moment. He made you crumble beneath his touch within seconds, and worshipped your body as if it were the last thing he would ever do on Midgard.

Your fingers weaved their way into his black locks again, gently tugging them as his lips connected with your clit gave a harsh suck. Your body, as if it had a mind of its own, arched off of the bed as he pleasured you, one of hands stayed gripping your hip as the other slithered its way up your abdomen, massaging each breast.

Loki pulled away suddenly and peered up at you, his mouth and chin glistening with your juices as he gave you a mischievous smirk. “Does that feel good, my love?”

“Hmm, yes, Loki-”

“That’s it, Y/N, say my name,” He intentionally groaned, the vibrations sending jolts of pleasure straight through your clit and you tumbled down from the immense orgasm. You were a panting mess, writhing and yanking at his hair as you came down from your high.

“I-If that’s what your tongue can do I can’t imagine what your cock can-” Loki silenced you with his lips, the familiar taste of yourself lingering on his tongue. “No need for filthy words, Y/N” Loki muttered against the skin underneath your ear, he could feel hot precum leak from his painfully hard cock, it almost drove him insane.

You relaxed and draped your arms around his neck, basking in the temporary silence, the only sound being both your heavy breathing. You snaked your hands down towards his hips and you palmed him through the thin fabric of his briefs. A choked groan tumbled from his lips at the gentle feeling. You continued to rub your palm across the length of his erect cock through the thin fabric, making Loki buck his hips into your touch.

“You can take them off, love.” You hooked your thumbs into the thick waist band and slowly tugged them down, your small hand curved over his ass, squeezing slightly and giggling at his shocked reaction. Loki didn’t flinch when the cool air of his room brushed against his swollen length, and it didn’t surprise you; he was a frostgiant.

He kneeled and shifted his boxers down his legs because your arms couldn’t reach. His cock stood proud and tall against his pale abdomen, the pinkness of his head contrasting beautifully against the pale.

Loki hissed in pleasure as your warm hand wrapped around him, your fingers smearing the precum around his tip. You began jerking him slowly, squeezing him here and there.

You let him take over, and you spread your legs until you were completely exposed to Loki again. Your breaths came out in short little puffs as he hovered over you, his green eyes darkened with a lustful gaze. You felt your entire body humming with excitement as he reached between your bodies and grasped ahold of his cock and gently ran it along your glistening slit.

His eyes found yours once again, but this time, instead of the predatory, lustful gaze, it was filled with love and passion.

“My love, as much as I want you to take you now, have you any precaution?” Loki’s gaze was serious, and he was relieved when you murmured the words ‘I’m on contraception’.

With a languid thrust of his hips, Loki was sheathed completely inside of you. You took a moment and felt the fullness of him inside you.

Loki held one hand on your hip as the other caressed your jaw as he gazed at you.

“You are divine, my sweet girl, so beautiful. (*) I will take you. Slowly, softly. And then I will claim you. Swiftly, thoroughly. So much that you will cry out for more. Your gentle whispers of my name shall become ragged screams of exhilaration.” He claimed your lips with his he began to slowly thrust in and out of you, the lude sound of slickness along with the sound of heavy breathing engulfing your senses.

Your arms hooked under his and your nails dragged down his back, bucking your hips to meet his thrusts.

“Patience, remember what I said, Y/N.”

You became the opposite, you wanted him thrusting harder, deeper, faster, you needed him pounding into you. Your wishes came true as you felt Loki’s large cold hand inch your thigh above his slim hips. Loki began to quicken his pace, though he kept his grace and steadiness whilst sucking your lip into his mouth, his teeth nibbling at the soft flesh, bringing a groan to rise from your throat.

“Ah-aaahhh, Loki I-” You hissed through your teeth as you felt bottom out, the tip of his cock hitting your cervix, as he pulls out to push back in again, his head brushes against your g-spot. Loki anchors himself by threading his fingers into your hair and pulling- not too rough, and not gently either. His other hand ventures down towards your heat, his fingers begin to draw pressured circles around your bundle of nerves and you begin to writhe against him in pleasure.

“That’s it, my good girl, cum for me, yes, cum for me, Y/N.” You feel your walls clench around him as your orgasm approaches at his words, with a swift pinch to your clit with his cool fingers, you come undone around Loki’s cock, your muscles contracting against him, adding pressure to the thick vein on the underside, egging his own orgasm on.

“Ah, fuck, Y/N. You’re so good for me, petal, my goddess, let me see those beautiful eyes.” Loki’s face contorted with his orgasm, as yours did prior. You felt the hot, thick streams of cum fill you as he almost collapsed on top of you and it prolonged your own orgasm, making you scream his name.

As Loki pulled out of you, he peppered tender kisses over your shoulders and neck. He shifted to lean on his elbow to look at you in your naked glory, the sweat was apparent on both of your flesh, gleaming in the soft light emitted from the lamp next to your head. Loki stroked a single finger over the skin of your cheek.

“I don’t think I’ve loved anyone as much as I love you, Y/N. It’s such a foreign feeling.”

“It’s okay, I love you too, Loki,” You pulled on a strand of his hair playfully, a smile adorning your lips, “though, I think we should shower, my hair’s gone a bit sticky from the chocolate syrup…horny.


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I missed you

Loki x Reader


Word Count: 1,383

Summary: You find out that your husband, Loki was still alive after falling from the Bifrost, and you were determined to see him. Although, when you do, it is not hugs and kisses like you expected from reuniting with the love of your life.

AN: mmkayyy, so my first shot at actually writing something, tell me if you like it. I just needed some good and frustrating ANGST. If y’all like it, maybe I’ll write more. If not, I’ll probably hide in my shell and never write again. Feedback is always welcome tho 

“I command you let me through!” You were yelling at the two guards blocking the path to the dungeons, or as you thought, your path to Loki. “We have orders from the Allfather, Lady Y/N,” they replied. “I don’t understand why I am forbidden to see my own husband.”

You had been arguing for almost an hour before you heard a familiar voice boom through the hallway. “Let her pass!” Whipping your head, you saw familiar golden locks and a sympathetic look from Thor. “He has already been sentenced to life in those dungeons. No need to keep him from reuniting with his dear wife" 

Thor put an arm around your shoulder and interrupted the guards before they could speak again, “Come! I will escort you to my brother”

After passing through the large doors and turning a corner, Thor stopped to look at you and sighed. “Lady Y/N, I know you must miss him but you cannot just bother these dungeons. He cannot be trusted. He is not the same Loki you grew up with centuries ago… that Loki fell from the Bifrost” He held your shoulders and you know that he means well but you couldn’t help but feel anger start to bubble up inside you.

“How is he different? He’s made mistakes but don’t we all? Thor, I lost him once but I know he is still my Loki.” You looked at Thor hoping he would understand, and sighed. “And even if he weren’t… I’d love him all the same.”

 Thor let out a second deep sigh and let go of your shoulders. “I hope he knows that.” You continued walking until you and Thor reached a rather large and furnished cell and saw the raven hair you missed running your fingers through.

“I must go now. I might need to speak to father before the guards do.” Thor turned and walked away before stopping to shortly look back between you and Loki. After Thor had left, you walked closer to the cell in front of you.

“Loki,” You spoke quietly but loud enough for him to slightly turn his head to the side.

His hair was much longer from the last time you saw him. From what you could see, his eyes looked sunken and his face was a sickly pale color.

“Loki,” You repeated and he furrowed his brows before standing up and turning to you. “What are you doing here?” He spoke harshly and glared. You were confused for a moment. He seemed angry and ashamed all at once but you still missed the sound of his voice after it had stopped flowing from his lips.

“I wanted to see you.” You continued keeping your voice at a whisper. He scoffed and looked away. You didn’t understand what you were feeling. You wanted to kiss him and punch him all at once. He left you but he’s here now. You started to feel the tears prick at your eyes and you looked down at your feet, from being so overwhelmed, you assumed.

“Did you miss me?” You heard Loki’s voice mock and you looked up to see his back turned to you once again.

Your tears subsided and whatever you were feeling turned into anger. Angry at him for everything; for leaving you and letting you cry at night, for mocking you now and for not seemingly missing you at all. At the same time you were angry at yourself for still wanting feel his lips against yours.

You furrowed your brows and raised your voice a little louder, “No, Loki. I didn’t.” Loki turned back to face you and looked taken aback, all you could do was let out a laugh and wipe the tears away. “I didn’t miss you at all. I didn’t miss the one person I called my friend. I didn’t miss the person I married. Gods, I didn’t miss having someone hold me at night or comfort me when I cried!” You were screaming and tears were falling hard at this point and you were trying to look anywhere but him.

“Y/N, I-” He started but you quickly interrupted him, not caring how much your voice cracked. “Of course I missed you, Loki” Your voice was back to a whisper and you looked back at your feet. You didn’t realize you had walked as close as you could to the cell. “I died when I heard what happened.” You let out a sigh and continued, “All I wanted was to see you again…” You looked up to see he looked… Sad. He had tears in his eyes but his mouth was turned downward like he was disgusted, not with you, but himself.

“I’m sorry, Y/N” Two words from his lips and all you wanted to do was hug him.  You just missed the feeling of him. You didn’t realize you were crying now just looking at his face.

“Why did you leave me? Why didn’t you tell me that you were okay? That you were alive?” You just wanted to know and every part of you was relieved that he was alive but hurt that he kept himself away from you and let you mourn.

“I couldn’t, Y/N.” he turned away again and started to walk towards his bed and you wanted to throw your slipper at him. “Why not!?” You yelled and he stopped moving completely. You saw his body stiffen and he let out a deep sigh.


“Did you not want to be with me?” You didn’t even understand what was coming out of your mouth. You wanted an answer. Something to explain why you didn’t eat for months and cried yourself to sleep, wishing you had fallen from the Bifrost. You just wanted him back with you.

“Of course I wanted to be with you, Y/N!” Loki yelled and interrupted your thoughts quickly. “Everyday, I wish to be beside you again. To hold you while you sleep. To be out of this accursed cell and be wherever you are!” He was running his fingers roughly through his hair, causing the slicked back locks to fall out of place. “But I couldn’t…”

“Why not!?” You yelled again

"I’m a monster, Y/N!” He looked at you full of rage. Not particularly at you but at everything. He wanted the world to melt away. “I couldn’t take it and especially after what I’ve done, I was too ashamed to even think of holding you again.” He sat on a small chair and put his head in his hands. You know what happened in Midgard but frankly, didn’t care when they told you he was okay.

“Did you at least try?” Your voice was cracking, you weren’t even sure if Loki could still hear you. All he did was sigh again before speaking up, not moving from his spot. “I wasn’t strong enough to try… I was too weak.”

“Were you too weak… or too selfish” You were hurting all over and your chest felt like a sack of bricks. It worsened when you saw a tear slip past Loki’s palm. “I don’t deserve you, Y/N…” He was near sobbing and it made your heart burn and caused you to choke back a sob yourself but you were just as mad.

"Loki, please… Just look at me” Your voice was still cracked but you had managed to cease the tears that were falling from your eyes. He looked up at you and you saw the tears that covered his cheeks.

“I’m not strong enough to try anymore, Y/N” He started to whisper, afraid that he wouldn’t be coherent if all you could hear was sobbing when he raised his voice. Hearing his words, your tears pushed out once more. You could feel your heart tearing itself to pieces. It felt worse than when you heard about his “death”. You felt hopeless. He was not the monster he believed himself to be nor did you believe he ever will be, but it seemed like he was the shell of your Loki.

“I missed you, Loki” you whispered one last time and turned around to leave when he put his head back in his hands and started to choke back his sobs.

“I missed you too, Y/N" 

Part 2 “Safe”

You Talk Too Much

Original or requested: Original

Pairing: Loki x Reader

Word count: 1.032

Loki tried to take over your city. Again. While you were patiently waiting for the Avengers to come and save the day, the worse happened. You, with a small group of people, were kidnapped. Kidnapped to Asgard. Now, you stand before his throne in a room that seems like a fairytale. It didn’t suppose to look like a fairytale when you’re standing before Loki, the god of Mischief and Lies.

“Is good to see humans surrendering so easily.” With a mean smile, Loki stands up, looking down at you and the others.

“On your knees.”

Immediately, everyone gets down on their knees, not daring to raise their eyes to the Asgardian god.

“You.” He points at you, his smile fading. “Why aren’t you worshipping me, mortal?”

Keeping your head up, you take a deep breath to gather courage.

“Not interested.” You say, eyes on him as he slowly walks up to you.

“You dare to…”

“Here, just between you and me. I’m not afraid of you. So let’s skip all this worship bullshit and you can take me back home.” You whisper, trying to confuse him. You’ve always been a talker, and you know how to use it in your favor. You just don’t know if it’ll work with a god.

“Are you mad, mortal?” Loki’s face is like ice, you can’t read it. “Take her to a special cell. Kill the others. ”

“What? No!” Before he could turn around, you hold his wrist. He stops anger and surprise in his eyes. “D-don’t do this.”

“Why should I even listen to you?”

“It’s better to be a merciful king than an evil king.”

“I rather be evil.” He whispers before letting the guards take you.

You yell and fight and try to run away, but those guards tell you to keep quiet and just follow the rules. So, when they lock you in this small cell, with a magic glass that can kill you instantly, you scream again. You scream until your throat hurts so bad you can’t find your voice anymore.

After endless hours, you hear footsteps but you don’t bother to stand up. The cold hard ground finally got a bit comfortable. You hope someone is bringing you food. But no. When you see him, the god of Lies again, you know he brought you no food.

“Are you stupidly brave or completely insane?”Somehow, he opens one of those magic glass and enters the cell. “I wish to know what’s on your mind when you stood up to confront me.”

“I’m not the kind of person who…”

“Who’s smart enough to obey your king?”

“You’re not my king.”

“Haven’t you noticed? You’re in Asgard. And this is a gift for you, mortals.” Loki looks around your empty cell, confusion on his handsome face. Wait. Did you just…? No. You can’t think about these things right now. “Were you sleeping on the ground?”

“Yes. Why? You killed the others, why do you care if I’m sleeping on the ground?”

“You talk too much.”

“I know.” You stand up with a sigh, rolling your eyes at the weird sensation that hits your head.

“What is it?” Running to hold you by the waist, Loki saves you from hitting the ground.

“Nothing. I’m just starving. ”

“I’ll command them to bring you something to eat.”

“If you’re going to kill me, you don’t have to feed me first.”

“I quite enjoy your talking. Maybe you can stay for a while to entertain me. ”

“How lucky I am…” You voice faints when the world spins around again, and suddenly, everything goes black.

A warm breeze caress your cheek, and it feels good to be home. You open your eyes to see a blue sky and a sweet light comes to show you that you’re not at home. Is not that Asgard isn’t beautiful, but you don’t like to feel like a prisoner. Moving a bit to sit up, you notice that you’re laying on a very large bed with comfy pillows.

“A golden cage.” You murmur, smelling something that seems to taste like heaven. On a small table next to your bed, there’s a tray with human food.

You happily eat all the fruits, licking your fingers when you’re done with the strawberries. It’s surprising that they got you human food.

“I hope you feel better.” He declares from behind you.

“Yes. Now I can entertain you with my talking. ” You lay down again, fixing the blue dress you’re wearing. “May I ask who put me into this dress?”

“I did.”

You stare at him, wide-eyed, anger building up in your stomach. How could he do something like that?

“You son of a bitch!”

“What’s a bitch?” He looks at you confused, not sure if you insulted him. You try to keep angry, but you burst into laugh suddenly. You cover your mouth with your hands, struggling to calm down again.

“Oh my God. You are so damn funny.”

“I really don’t know what just happened.” That’s when you notice it, the shadow of a smile on his lips. You keep staring at him until it’s gone.

“You should smile more often. It makes you even more handsome. ”


“Yes.” Cursing yourself for talking too much, you awkwardly look to your hands. “Sorry, I was just saying the truth.”

“I know. I’m the god of lies, I can tell when someone is honest. I miss honest people, there’s no one I can trust here.” Loki walks around the bed, eyes locked on you.

“You can talk to me if you want. As you say, I’m nothing but a human.”

“You say it like it’s a curse.”

“It isn’t.”

“Would you stay if I promise not to kill those humans who came here with you?” He sits on the edge of the bed, uncertain of what to do. You feel his hesitation, even though you can’t understand it.

“I’ll stay. Well, you don’t treat me like a prisoner. ”

“If that’s your wish, you’re not a prisoner.”

“Now, tell me all your sorrows.”

“We may take some hours.”

Sitting up straight, you smile at him. “Go on, I don’t mind.”

(Loki x Reader) Can’t Sleep pt.3

A/N: I can’t believe how many people wanted to see more of this! Thank you so much for all of the lovely messages, you’re all so amazing! I decided to tag all the people who commented for me to write more on my last part so I hope you don’t mind! I really hope you guys like it!

Tagged: @thegoddamnfangirl @timelady98 @labyrinth-of-thoughts @poppydaze @imagicana @cute-mirei @rindulacre

Words: 1,237

Warnings: nightmares

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You sat on the floor of your room watching Netflix, your headphones in your ears and your eyes stinging a little from the lack of sleep. You kept glancing up at Loki, who was asleep on the bed and had hardly stirred all night which made you content. You smiled a little at his peaceful expression and checked the time. It was one thirty in the morning, and you weren’t going to sleep until Loki woke up. You had been doing this a few nights every week just to make sure that Loki had someone to watch out for him. You had told your friend Natasha about your slight crush on Loki a few days ago and she acted happy for you, however, you knew that she wasn’t 100% pleased with it. She said that she was happy that you were happy and thought you could possibly change him, but still told you to remain cautious. You didn’t have to anyway, you knew Loki better than most and knew that he would never hurt you.

You looked up again and panicked when you noticed that he was stirring in his sleep. A bead of sweat was dripping down his forehead and you took your headphones out of your ears, closed your laptop, and turned on your bedside lamp as you walked over to him to wake him up.

“Loki…Loki it’s Y/N, please wake up” You said softly as you grabbed his shoulder lightly and shook him a little bit. However, it didn’t seem to wake him up. You wanted to try and wake him up more vigorously but didn’t want to be rough, as if you’d break him if you shook him too hard. Loki started to stir even more now and he was breathing heavily, it really hurt to see him like this.

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Caged (3)

Synopsis: What happens when Loki meets someone who actually calls him on his bullshit instead of running and hiding?
Word Count : 645
A/N: Hit me up if I missed any tags guys. Sorry this one is a bit short, I just really wanted to post.

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Imagine: complaining about Loki's yellow cape to Tom

Originally posted by homensdoseculo

You glared down at your phone screen, eyes locked onto the offensive yellow of Loki’s cape in the early looks at Thor: Ragnarok.  Most people thought you would have known all about it, as you were Tom Hiddleston’s girlfriend and a rising actress, but you had no such luck.  You were discussing a contract with Marvel, and while you tried to get information about the third Thor movie, Tom made sure you heard nothing.  He wanted the movie to be a surprise for you, as he knew you had a weakness for Loki.

As you walked along the sidewalk, you regularly glanced down at the photo.  Tom looked fantastic as Loki, but you dearly hoped that the other side of the cape was green, or else there was going to be a mountain of angry letters for the costume designer.  You made a mental note to stay involved in the designing of your character, if you and Marvel came to a contract agreement.  You could hear the occasional murmur or camera click as you walked through the light crowd, which drew your attention away from your phone.  The odd feeling of being recognized in the street momentarily distracted you, until your eyes landed on your destination: a lovely little teahouse.

You tried not to storm in, but as you were gracefully seated in the back room, your anger was apparent on your face.  Tom had arrived before you, and when he looked up to your not-so-smiling expression, he knew that you were one of many who had seen the recently revealed Loki first-look.  He chuckled nervously when you sat across from him, huffing lowly when your phone buzzed.  You turned it off, before glaring at Tom, who offered you an apologetic smile.

“My dear, whatever is the matter?”  He asked, ever the gentleman.  He knew exactly what was wrong- you could tell- but he had always been gracious towards you.  The sentiment melted away some of your anger, reminding you why you loved this dorky, glorious man… but you weren’t about to let him get away so easily.

“What’s the matter?”  You began, giving Tom a moment to steel himself for the flood.  “Loki’s cape, that’s the matter!  I love you, but did you say nothing about it?  Did anyone try to stop the fiend who calls themself a costume designer?  It’s… yellow!”  You stated, your hands swirling in elaborate gestures to aid your argument.  “Loki’s signature color is green, and his palette is green, black, and gold.  Yellow is not a part of that combination, and his green cape held so much… meaning!  As the complimentary color to red, his cape represented his separation from Thor as a person… Two brothers, who were very much so opposites.  Is yellow the complimentary color to red?  No!”  You ranted, not even looking at Tom at this point.  If you had looked at his face, instead of focusing on your hands and memories from the MCU Loki scenes, you would have seen his struggle at holding back a massive grin.

“Darling, [Y/N], I am simply an actor.  I don’t make the final decisions for Loki-” He began, but bit his tongue when you sent him a steely glare.  Your nose was scrunched up in frustration, and he couldn’t hold back any longer.  He let out his signature chuckle, closing his eyes and dipping his head.  His contagious laughter got under your skin, soothing your glare and pulling soft chuckles from your throat.  A soft smile grew on your lips, and you shook your head lightly at Thomas.  “Love, you are a treasure!  I’m sorry you’re upset about his, or rather, my cape, but I must say… your reaction was adorable, and absolutely worth it.”  He noted with a cheery grin.

You pursed your lips, and despite still holding resentment towards the color choice, you melted under that smile.  Thomas could drive you a little crazy sometimes, but he wouldn’t have been the man you fell in love with if he had been any different.

Perfect illusion. - Loki x reader.

Words: 1232

Warning: feels and angst.

A/N: low key *wiggles eyebrows* inspired by Sherlock season 4 episode 2.

And still not native English speaker, so i apologize for any typo!

Originally posted by avengers-of-mirkwood

Loki turned the final page of the book he was currently reading. He didn’t want to read the final words, he never wanted to, but he did it anyway. So the story was finally over, so he could immerse in another world.

“You know, you should really read another book.”

His usually stoic face broke into a genuine smile, one he tried to hide but couldn’t. Not a lot of people got to see this brilliant, happy smile, but luckily, you were one of those who had.

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I’ve missed you (Loki x Reader)

Warnings: angst, fluff

Summary: Loki left you a year ago, and you’re still broken and miss him more than anything else. Suddenly he shows up. 

Note: English is not my native language, so if there are any mistakes, don’t kill me. 

Originally posted by luvn-loki

Originally posted by he-fisher

You looked up in the ceiling. What you felt, you did not know. It had been a year since he had left you, and you had no idea why you were feeling the same pain over and over. You had moved out of the apartment, gotten a new bed, sold all your green stuff. All just because you did not want to be reminded of him, his love, his presence.

“Why did you leave me?” you asked out in the empty air, getting out of the bed, deciding that you needed a shower. You walked out in the hallway, only wearing your white nightdress, and walked into the bathroom.

The dress slid of your body and laid alone on the cold, hard floor. You turned on the water, and a stream of cold hit your body, taking you back to him. When you touched him, his cold skin against yours, you constantly trying to heat him up, always failing but he loved that you even tried.

You stared at him. He was concentrating, reading one of your books. He loved reading, and you loved admiring the features of his face as he read. The smiles, the sadness, the brow raising, everything.

“What are you looking at love?” he asked you. You hadn’t noticed that he saw you staring at him. You blushed and glanced down. His mouth curved into a cocky smile that awoke the butterflies in you.

“Nothing I just-“

“Come here.” He said and signed you to sit next to him. You did as he said. You leaned your head to his shoulder, and even outside the clothes, you could feel his cold skin against yours. You shivered, and he noticed.

“I’m sorry.” He stated, well knowing of his coldness. He looked at you, in your eyes, looking into your soul. His face was pained, a little disappointed.

“It’s okay Loki.” You said and leaned back onto his shoulder, taking his cold hand in yours. You smiled at him and squeezed his hand, trying to make him feel better with his cold.

He looked at you, smiling, truly. Not one of those fake smiles everyone had posted on their face, but a true smile.

You realized you had forgot to breath, and pulled the air into your lungs. Tears streamed down your face, and you remembered all the times he had helped you handle your uncontrollable feelings.

He held you in his arms, dried your face, squeezed you, laid with you, comforted you, told you how much he loved you, showed you magic, been there for you when nobody else was.

You washed the shampoo out of your hair, hoping it would wash the pain out, knowing it wouldn’t.

“Why did you leave me?” you whispered to yourself.

You finished your bath and put on the white nightdress on again. Your wet hair fell on your back, making you shiver through the cold. You turned to get a cardigan, and a few meters from you, was Loki. He looked at you, mouth twitching. He looked down, ashamed of his actions. You got yourself together and moved closer to him.

“(Y/N) I-“

“Shut up.” You interrupted him, now only a few inches away from him. You could feel his breath, his heart beat, him being real. His green eyes were locked on your (Y/E/C) eyes. You noticed that his eyes were wet. The twitching stopped, replaced by a sad expression.

You had enough. You wrapped your hands around the back of his neck, pulling him closer, meeting his lips with yours. He was shocked by your sudden action, but was in on your game, and wrapped one of his strong arms around your waist, pulling you even closer to himself.

“I’ve missed you Darling.” He said when he pulled back for air.

“I’ve missed you too Loki.”

The next morning, you woke up in Loki’s arms. He was present, right before you. He was asleep, which was rare for him. You studied his sleeping. His bare chest, strong arms, his relaxed face. He looked so amazing.

You walked out in your kitchen, making a cup of coffee for yourself. You looked out of the window, into the quiet rain that was falling, hitting everything it could. You sipped to the strong coffee, enjoying the silence.

“Darling…” you felt his arms make their way around your waist. His breath in your hair. You leaned back to face him. He smiled at you, scared that you hated him for what he had done a year ago. You turned quick to face him. He held you close, bend down, forehead on forehead.

“I’m sorry dove.” He stated, smile falling from his beautiful face. You placed a hand on his cheek, pressing your lips lightly on his.

“It’s okay Loki, it’s okay.” You comforted. He looked down, holding back the tears that were forming in his eyes. You placed you hand on his chin, making him look at you. His eyes welled up.

“I promise baby, it’s okay.” You said, trying to kiss his forehead, but since he was too tall, you ended somewhere between his brows and over his nose. Your action made him chuckle, and he pulled you close and hugged you.

And so you stood like that. Arms wrapped tightly around each other, as if you could disappear in the next second.

“I am so sorry (Y/N).” he whispered in your hair. You smiled, knowing that he really was sorry.

“Promise me to never leave again, or at least take me with you if you have to.” You whispered into his cold, bare chest.

“I can’t. The places I go? I can’t bring a mortal, especially not you. If something happened to you, I would never forgive myself. Never ever.” He said, voice shaking. You pulled away, but not too much, scared that he would disappear again. You looked into his pained eyes.

“Next time, you bring me.” You stated, making sure he understood that he could never leave you alone again. He sighed with a chuckle.

“I will then, but I will be beside you at all times.” He said and kissed your forehead, successfully, unlike your attempt.

“I wouldn’t mind.” You smiled and kissed him perfectly on his lips.




It always happens in the garden

Originally posted by maryxglz

Request: Jealous!Loki x reader

Author’s Note: Finally after a very long time and overcoming a writers block tonight, I am able to post this :)  So this was requested, there weren’t any specifics, so I hope whoever requested this, likes it 😊 And again, leave comments or feedback or whatever you like 😊 And I would like to get a feedback from the ano that requested it. Thank and Enjoy!

Love, Lis 😊

Growing up with Loki meant having a different adventure every day. Playing pranks on each other, but him playing unfair with his magic. After all he is the trickster. When you grew older the image of your “brother” and best friend, turned into your crush and then into a love. He was of course oblivious to it. He always showed off being the smart god, but when it got down to feelings he didn’t know a thing.

As you got older, you were getting closer with Thor, too. You were always his brothers best friend and the two of you played pranks on him, too. But now you were interested in fights, were the best at hand-to-hand combat and he got more and more interested in you, which didn’t go unnoticed by his father Odin.

And here you are, practicing hand-to-hand combat with Loki as his brother rushes to the two of you, calling out your name.

“Quite busy now Thor. What do you want?” you ask, dodging a punch from Loki, throwing one back at him, which he in return dodged.

“My father wants to see you.” He said, out of breath. That catches yours and Loki’s attention.

“The All-father wants to see me?!” you ask, getting nervous and glancing over at Loki, who looks at you confused.

“Did he tell you why he wants to see her?” Loki asks his brother, concern written all over his face.

“No, but he wants to see you right now, so you better hurry up.”

You give both of them another nervous glance and then hurry out of the room towards the great hall. The guards nod at you and open the door. You hurry inside and quickly kneel in front of the throne where Odin is seated.

“You send for me, all-father?” you ask, looking at the ground.

“I did, child. Let’s take a walk.” He says, standing up and making his way over to you. You look up and just nod at him.

“Of course.” You answer and he leads you out of the room towards the balcony and down to the garden. You stay quiet the whole time, waiting for him to talk and not even glancing at him, getting even more nervous, as he usually doesn’t take anyone on a stroll through the garden.

“You might ask yourself, why ordered you here.” He says.

“Yes, I do.” You say, still not looking at him.

“Well, it came to my attention that you spent a lot of time with my sons.” He says and you swallow  hard.

“I do, all-father.”

“And it came to my attention that my son, Thor, is rather fond of you.” He says and you shoot your head up looking at him surprised.

“I didn’t know, sire.”

“Well I do and I came to a decision, that you would be perfect at his side.” He says, stopping and looking at you. Your eyes widen and you don’t know what to say.

“A King needs a strong Queen, love. And you would be perfect for Thor.” He says with a slight smile.

“I-… I’m honored but …” you start but get interrupted by him.

“You don’t have to make a decision yet, because it has also come to my attention that you have a rather strong bond with Loki. But I do want you to accompany Thor to the ball tomorrow. Be by his side at all times and see where the evening leads you.” He says.

“Yes, I will.” You say and give him a slight nod. He bids you farewell and leaves you there dumbfounded, not knowing what to do or to say. You move over to a bench nearby and drop down to it.

You don’t know how long you have been sitting there, thinking about what Odin told you over and over, until you hear two sets of footsteps running in you direction. As Thor and Loki see you they both call out your name and rush to your side. You must have looked really pale, because Loki immediately kneels down in front of you and holds your face in his hands.

“Are you alright? What happened ? Where is our father?” he asks, looking for reassurance that you are okay in your eyes. You nod at him and put your hands over his, to assure him, that you are indeed alright.

“I’m fine, your father went back inside a long while ago.” You say.

“What did he want from you?” now it was Thor’s turn to talk.

“He wants me to accompany you to the ball tomorrow night.” You say, recognizing happiness in Thor’s eyes, but something else in Loki’s. Loki let’s go of your face and stands back up.

“Why?” Loki bluntly asks.

“I don’t know. He just said, that I would be great next to Thor.” And it hit Loki immediately.

“He wants you to get married to him.” He says, but it’s just above a whisper and he looks down to the ground.

“Yes.” You say, not being able to look at any of them.

Thor is a little taken aback, too but quickly recovers and smiles at both you and Loki, oblivious to the fact that he stands in front of two heartbroken souls.

The ball came even faster than you wanted it to be and now you are standing in the great hall, right next to Thor who had his arm around your waist, smiling politely at the people that he was talking to. You didn’t pay attention when they were introduced to you.

But since you arrived you had two sets of eyes on you the whole time. Odin and Loki have been watching you the whole time, from different parts of the room.

The whole situation made you uncomfortable and nervous and sick to your stomach. You couldn’t marry Thor, not in a thousand years. He was your best friend and more importantly your loves brother.

You feel like this night will never end and Thor keeps on introducing you to people and you don’t even make an effort at remembering their names. You hated balls and dressing up and pretending to like this all.

Loki new that, after all he was the closest to you. He had an eye on you since you walked in the room with Thor by your side and an arm wrapped around your waist. He saw that you never paid attention to what was being said, but still smiled at Thor whenever he looked at you. Now you are standing there wrapped in Thor’s arms as he keeps on talking. He feels this anger boiling up inside him. Why Thor? Because he was the first born? Why not him? Why would his father want you to marry Thor? Did he not deserve a wife like you?

Next time he looked over, his breath is caught in his throat. There you are, still wrapped in Thor’s arms as he gives you a kiss to your cheek. You close your eyes and smile and then start to giggle as Thor’s beard tickles your cheek, making Thor laugh, too.

Jealousy floods him, he throws a death stare into your direction and then to his father and stomps off, leaving the ball.

You stand there and just smile at Thor as he wraps both of his arms around you from behind. He keeps on talking and joking, but you are too caught up in your thoughts to bother. But then he smiles at you and you give him an assuring smile back. He leans down and gives you a kiss on your cheek, making you giggle, because of his beard. He chuckles, too and gives you a little squeeze.

But out of the corner of your eye, you see Loki. He gives you and Thor a death glare, then glances over to his father and leaves the room abruptly.

You free yourself of Thor’s arms and excuse yourself, hurrying behind Loki, knowing exactly that Odin is watching you.

You hurry outside and move down to the garden, knowing exactly where to find Loki. You see him standing with his back to you. You clear your throat and move closer to him.

“Don’t you have to be in my brother’s arms?” he asks.

“Not when my best friend needs me.” You say, stepping yet another step closer to him.

He doesn’t butch but sighs and drops his shoulders.

“I don’t need you and as far as I see, you have another best friend.” He answers.

You quickly walk up to him and wrap your arms around him from behind. He feel him tensing up but he doesn’t push you away. He just closes his eyes and takes a deep breath.

“I don’t want to be with Thor.” You say, pressing your cheek against his back.

“Didn’t look like it back then.”

“Odin wanted me to. He said I will have to accompany Thor and should stay by his side at all times.”

“You still didn’t mind, being wrapped in his arms and him smothering you with kisses.” He remarks and pushes your arms away and turns around, anger visibly seen on his face. And you can see jealousy, too. He moves to walk away and goes around you.

“I imagined it to be you.” You whisper, tears stinging in your eyes. Loki freezes in his steps and slowly turns around.

“Wh-What?” he whispers back.

Your eyes widen, you didn’t expect him to hear you. You turn around and look at him.

“I imagined it to be you. I don’t love Thor, I could never be with him.” You honestly say to him.

He takes two steps to you and cups your face in his hands and gently presses his lips onto yours. You immediately relax into his touch. After a little moment the two of you part and he presses his forehead against yours. You both keep your eyes shut and you move your hands to his face, holding him close.

“I imagined to be in my brother’s place, too.” He admits to you.

You smile at him and press another kiss to his lips.

“We just have to tell your father. Although I feel like he knows already.” You say and you see movement in the corner of your eye. You look to the side, seeing Odin on the balcony and you recognize a small smile on his lips. Loki turns around wide eyed just as Odin turned around and walks back inside.

“Well he definitely is the all-father.” He mumbles, making you chuckle and gives you another kiss, wrapping his arms around you.

xxluluelix  asked:

Regency AU Baby Loki! What part do he and Thor play?

Not much, really. The Odinson kingdom stays neutral for the most part of the war but is very much the Rogers’ ally. And because they’re allies, they’re invited to the wedding and rehearsal dinner.

Tony finds Thor charming but his hellion little brother makes his insides shrivel up at the idea of children. If Loki’s not acting out physically, then he’s just screaming, and Tony mostly imagines their children turning out like him.

He finds Loki in the garden later with none of his guardians and he’s super awkward because Oh God this hellish imp but Loki’s just sitting on one of the benches, sniffling and wiping his eyes, letting out little hiccuping sobs, and Tony knows what it’s like to be alone and feeling awful, so he squats next to this child, fully prepared to get punched in the nose, and quietly asks, “What’s wrong?”

And Loki sobs, because he wanted to wear a dress but his father says he’s not allowed anymore because he’s presented as a beta, and other betas are allowed to wear whatever they want but because he’s a prince he doesn’t get to. Tony hasn’t really gotten more than a feel for Odin (strict asshole) and Frigga (doting mother) but he’s certain that Thor adores his brother and wouldn’t care about what he wore.

It isn’t his place, and Tony knows he’ll be in trouble later, but he wipes Loki’s snotty face and takes his hand and leads him to his bedroom. Loki sniffles and whimpers in confusion as Tony digs through his closet but he eventually pulls out a silk jacket with a victorious cry and holds it up. “It’s not a dress,” he begins apologetically. “But this is what male omegas wear back in–um, where I was born. This was my first jacket when I presented. Hmm, it’s a little big…”

But Loki looks up at him so hopefully that he can’t imagine taking it away now, so he helps Loki take his own jacket off and put on Tony’s jacket instead. He’s quick with a needle so it only takes ten minutes to get the jacket hemmed a little, but Loki mustn’t take out the pins until his tailor can stitch it properly. Then Tony shows him how to tie the cords in back, and Loki says “It looks like a corset,” and Tony says “Yes, that’s the point. Feminine without an actual skirt.”

They hustle back to the rehearsal dinner but the alarm had been raised and everyone had frantically been looking for the princes (what better way to blackmail two wealthy kingdoms than by stealing their princes, after all). Tony flushes with humiliation immediately but Loki charges for his mother, who is wiping away tears and holding her arms out to him. “Mother! Mother, look! Prince Anthony has given me a new jacket! I love it, Mother! I feel like I should!” Odin makes a sour face but Thor, either truly oblivious or too delighted to see how happy his brother is to let Odin ruin it, cuts in and says, “Loki, you look dashing! I love the cording. I am happy to hear that you feel like you should.” And Loki beams up at him shyly, blushing, before looking down at his shuffling feet.

(”Where did you even find a jacket in Loki’s size?” Sarah asks later, after she’s scolded him for scaring everyone.

Tony stares down at his feet, blushing. “…It was my coming-of-age gift from my mother. She made it herself. I… wanted to keep it.”

“Sweetheart,” Sarah gasps.

Tony lifts his head, jaw set stubbornly. “I wasn’t using it, and Prince Loki was very upset. I can make my children new coming-of-age gifts.”

Bucky and Steve fall a little bit more in love with their selfless omega.)

A New Life

♥ Hi Guys, so here we have another fulfilled request with Loki, This one is especially for @moderndeathsblog (were would I be without you :D) I hope you guys enjoy. Feel free to leave some feedback, drop an ask, send me a message whatever is on you your mind. Requests are open. Found any mistakes? Tell me I would love to fix them. Deutsch Version auf meiner Masterlist.

RequestAngry Smut with Loki after a massive fight (he thinks reader doesn’t really care for him, maybe believes she is with him because she wants to make Thor jealous). After that she finds out that she is pregnant and doesn’t know how to tell him, because he is not speaking with her. And when he finds out he is all happy, telling her how much it means to him that she is carrying his child, because it means she love him? And then maybe another smut? Yes? No? I love you

  • Pairing: Loki Laufeyson x Reader
  • Summary: Loki and you fight after he doubt your feelings, and soon you face the consequences of angry sex.
  • Warnings: smut, unprotected sex, angry sex, fighting,langage, pregnancy, pregnant!reader 
  • Words: 2249

You stood together with Thor on the huge balcony of the palace, looking down on the beautiful Asgard.
Loki was unfortunately not home he had royal duties to fulfill and that’s why Thor kept you company. Which happened really often. One of your hands rested on his biceps as you laughed at one of his innumerable stories. You loved to listen to Thor. He often told you stories from Loki’s and his childhood, which often made you smile. Your husband, unfortunately, didn’t liked to talk about his past, so it was always a pleasure to find out more about him, thanks to Thor.

You took a sip of your wine when you heard the door to your room shut loudly and your husband entered. “You seem to have plenty of fun when I’m not around!” Loki said, and you could clearly hear the anger in his voice.“Brother, I’ve only talked with Lady Y/N” Loki sniffed contemptuously and you turned to the blonde.“Thank you for your time, Thor, please leave us alone?” He nodded and left the room, as you heard the door closed again, you turned to your God!

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(Loki x reader) My little girl

Originally posted by lokis--queen

Request:  Hey can I make a Loki fic request, where you’re a single mom to a little girl that you had with Loki after a one night stand (before the attack with the chitauri) and he doesn’t know about her?

A/N: Heyy, this is fluff overload and I hope you like it! Also sorry if your name is Laura, just imagine a Lorelai/Rory type situation (if you understand that reference, have a cookie)

Words: 2118

You sat on the couch watching tv in your small apartment, appreciating the time you had been given. You had just gotten your daughter to sleep after a painful three hours of coaxing, lullabies, and reading her favourite stories. She was a pain sometimes, but she was a pain you were more than willing to put up with. You changed the channels a few times before standing up and making yourself a cup of coffee so you could get your work done. You worked on an advice column in the paper and since you couldn’t always come in to work with your daughter, your boss let you work from home. You made yourself a coffee and went to sit down before something moved out of the corner of your eye.

Someone had pushed a letter through the mail slot in the door. You put your mug down and walked towards the door, picking up the letter and examining it. The paper was less paper and more of a parchment, the writing was also a crisp cursive handwriting and was written with pure ink. There was only one person you knew this could be from. You looked towards the door and quickly opened it, checking to see if anyone was there. Nobody. He had obviously used one of his magic tricks. You sighed and closed the door, looking down at the parchment in your hands.

You looked up and exhaled deeply, preparing for what was inside. Did he know about Laura? Was he coming for you? Was he going to hurt you? You used to trust this man, the father of your daughter. Now, with the attack on New York you weren’t so sure. You opened the letter carefully and read the contents inside.

Dear Y/N

I’m sure you know of what happened in New York, and I understand if you never wish to see or hear from me again. I was foolish before, my love. I was foolish to think I could be with you in the state I was in, but I wish to see you again. You were the only person who stopped me from hurting anyone before, Y/N. It was when you left, I broke.

I of course don’t blame you, my love. Everyday since we parted I hoped that you’ve been happy and safe. I understand if you are neither of those things when I’m near. If you feel afraid or unsure about me, my brother knows of me reaching out to you and you can speak to him. I’m sure you remember how I taught you to contact me, I’ll be waiting.

Please at least consider my offer, my dear.

All my love, Loki

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Shall We Test That? (Loki/Thor x reader)

Request: phantomsmenace said: hi bonnie! i was wondering if you could write one where during the events of the first avengers movie where Loki tries to protect you while everything is going on? either romantic or platonic? thank you!! 

“It’s an impressive cage. Not built, I think, for me.”

Loki heard Fury reply to his taunting, but he didn’t hear the words from his mouth.  In fact, he barely knew what he, himself, had just said. He was simply buying time, waiting for the moment when the Hulk would take center stage against a team that was barely his own, and when Loki could be free to make his escape.  He didn’t care at all about anyone on this floating fortress other than one; he only cared about where they were holding you and how he would reach you.  If his connection to Barton was holding, the archer would already be following his orders to retrieve you and keep you safe.

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Big Bad Wolf - LL

{synopsis} reader goes for a walk in the woods. little does she know of the creatures that lurk in the shadows…

{warnings} werewolf!loki, dom!loki, sub!reader, rough sex, marking, MAJOR dirty talk, major sexual tension, oral sex (female receiving), semi-public space, derogatory speech, unprotected sex

{pairing} werewolf!loki x fem!reader

{word count} 2360

AUTHOR’S NOTE - i just want to formally apologize now for how unrealistic this is. there’s literally no plot to this; just porn. please don’t hate me.

   Y/N sighed as a soft breeze engulfed her face, whipping through her hair and chilling her skin. Her eyes drifted around her environment, taking in the tall spruce trees that seemed to reach up to the clouds, beautiful flora and shrubbery decorating the forest floor. Sunlight seeped through the canopy above, hitting the ground in sparkling, uneven rays. It was something out of a fairy tale, and Y/N was grateful to experience it. 

   Her family had come up for the weekend, hence the fact that our girl was dressed in a beautiful, yellow sundress, and also why she was walking through the forest behind her home in the first place. The entire day her mother wouldn’t get off her back about why she broke up with her ex-girlfriend, ranting about how perfect their future could’ve been together; her sisters were being annoying and prying as usual, and her father no where to be seen. Our dear girl loved her family to death, but she sometimes just needed a break. So that’s what she was having.

   She was just about ready to start the trek home when a gravely voice came from what seemed to be thin air (but was really just behind a tree), “That’s a lovely dress.”

   Y/N nearly jumped out of her skin at the deep, accented voice. She had been sure she was alone… “Who’s there?” Y/N’s voice came out more frightened than she would have hoped.

   The stranger answered with a chuckle, “No one you need to be afraid of, love.” The man in question was indeed someone she needed to be afraid of, but he wasn’t gonna let her know that. “What has you here by your lonesome, girl?”

   Y/N scoffed, “Why should I tell you?”

   Another chuckle, and the devastatingly attractive man revealed himself. He was tall, an athletic build and a face that seemed to be carved from frickin’ stone. His eyes were sharp and calculating, and a beautiful deep blue, his hair black as the darkest night and slicked back so not a single strand fell in his face, his pink lips were etched into a small smirk. Y/N gasped quietly. “Because,” the man started, slowly sauntering over to the mesmerized girl, “I may be of some consolation.”

   “W-what kind of consolation?” Y/N cursed herself for stuttering but kept her eyes trained on the man as he circled her, his own eyes drinking her in. A tiny voice in the back of her mind told her to quit the questions and just jump all over this man already, but she kept it quiet. Now was not the time to adhere to her deepest desires… god she watched too much porn.

   “You see, pet, it gets awfully lonely in these woods. The rest of my people moved away when you moved into the house yonder, but I stayed. You intrigue me, girl.” -he stopped behind her, his front pressing against her back, and spoke lowly in her ear- “You seem stressed, any creature, werewolf or not, could sense that. ”

   Y/N gasped at the man’s words and stumbled away from him, her eyes wide. “Listen, man, I don’t know what you are or where you came from, but I am perfectly capable of de-stressing myself, thank you very much.” Y/N let out an almost panicked laugh, “And anyway, a werewolf? You actually expect me to believe that crap?”

   The man’s smirk only grew as he slowly began to walk towards her again, “Oh, darling, I expect you to revel in it.” This time, Y/N didn’t move away. Her body was defying her mind in a way that she couldn’t control, and she almost liked it. He stopped in front of her again, giving her some space to breath but close enough that Y/N could practically count his eyelashes. He cleared his throat and pierced her eyes with his; the pure blue of his irises was breath taking. Then, as if something out of Teen Wolf, a shining golden color bled into the blue, until his eyes were two flashing coins. Y/N gasped in amazement once again, but he was not done. His mouth opened in a slight snarl, sharp fangs forming out of his naturally blunt human teeth; the bridge of his nose widened, deepening the set of his eyes and making him appear much more intimidating. His body swelled at his muscles grew, his shoulders broadening. He stopped there, though, and laughed at the girl’s reaction. “I’m not even half-way through my transformation and you’re already star-struck…”

   Y/N closed her gaping mouth and averted the man’s gaze, her face heating up. “I just… never thought I’d come into contact with god-like man in the woods, let alone a werewolf.” And before she could take back her words, they had already sunk it.

   The man actually smiled, “What did you just say?”

   Y/N bit her lip, “N-nothing of importance…”

   The man’s eyes glistened in the sunlight and his tongue darted out, swiping over his fangs (jesus… Y/N wondered how she had managed to not devour him yet…), “You said I was ‘god-like’… oh, pet, I like the sound of that.” And before she could even come up with another lame response, his mouth was latched onto hers in a possessive kiss. 

   Y/N moaned into his mouth as he pushed her up against the nearest tree; their lips moving in sink. The werewolf’s tongue slipped into her mouth, discovering the terrain for itself. Y/N felt like putty in the man’s arms, and the fact that he had a knee between her legs and a hand behind her neck, holding her in place, was not helping. She began to slowly grind her throbbing core against the man’s thigh, breaking the kiss and throwing her head back at the long forgotten sensation of sexual relief. The man chuckled, “You like that, pet?”

   Y/N nodded, then spoke up about an important issue that had been long forgotten: “Hey, I never got your name?”

   “Ah, you’re right, aren’t you? My name is Loki. You are, my sweet?” the man said curtly.

   Loki. That’s a sweet name to moan. Y/N bit her lip, “My name’s Y/N.”

   Loki sucked on his own bottom lip as his fiery eyes looked her up and down, “My, my, sweet Y/N, we’re going to have a lot of fun.” And with that, he continued to passionately kiss her. They were like two animals (one of them literally), hair was being pulled, skin scratched and grabbed at, lips bitten, and dirty whispers being exchanged. Eventually the pair wound up sprawled across the forest floor, Loki’s back against the soft grass while Y/N sat atop him, her womanhood reveling in the friction her grinding against his crotch was providing.

   Loki held her hips tightly, helping her along as she swiveled and ground her hips harder and harder. Suddenly, as if she weighed nothing at all, Loki swooped an arm underneath her back and laid her on the ground, changing their position so that he was on top. Y/N moaned as he began to kiss down her body, his tongue darting out every so often to lick her exposed skin. He broke contact with her skin to strip, Y/N sitting up and doing the same. When they were both completely naked, they stared at each other in awe. How had they gotten so lucky?

   Loki’s eyes darkened with lust as he did a once over of Y/N’s exposed body, “Mmm, Y/N… you look ravishing.” 

   Y/N groaned at the sight of his moon-like skin and taut muscles, “I could say the same about you…”

   Loki bit his lip as he looked at her bare womanhood; he ran a finger along her slit, collecting her wetness on his slender digit and then sucking it off with his tongue. Y/N gasped, Loki groaned, and before anymore lewd noises could be exchanged, Loki dipped his head down and licked a fat stripe up her core. Y/N called out, “Oh god!”

   Loki’s mouth gave her sensations she had never felt before; she had always gone by the rule that women ate pussy better, but Loki was changing her mind… He wasted no time in slipping two joints into her tight hole, pumping in and out at a punishing pace. His long tongue swirled around her clit in almost desperate motions, his lips sucking on the small bud. He detached his mouth from her to speak: “You like that, my love?” -Y/N groaned in response and he chuckled, his voice sounding breathless- “You’re such a good whore for me… such a naughty slut, aren’t you, pet?” Before she could answer, he licked up her core again and started flicking her clit with his tongue in fast motions, sparking a fire deep within Y/N’s stomach. The combination of sensations soon had Y/N hanging off the edge, and when Loki brought his right hand up to start tweaking her nipple, she was done for. With a shout, the fire kindling in Y/N’s core soon gave way to an explosion of ecstasy running through each of veins, curling her toes and squeezing her eyes shut, rendering the mesmerized girl speechless. Y/N’s back arched high off the ground, her hands gripping onto Loki’s coal colored hair for dear life. 

   Loki moaned inwardly as she orgasmed, at the way her body was reacting to him and his magical mouth; he was absentmindedly gyrating his hips into the ground in feverish movement’s, relieving his cock of the pressure it underwent. When Y/N had calmed down, Loki crawled back up her body, kissing her hip bones, sucking a mark onto her lower stomach, sucking multiple marks onto her collar bones and neck until she was branded with his love. He kissed and licked each mark, proud of his work. Y/N looked into his eyes as her fingers delicately touched one mark on neck, and she hissed at the pain and pleasure that surged through her body at the feeling. Loki smirked, “You look so beautiful like that, pet. Such a little slut… love getting marked up, don’t you?”

   Y/N whimpered, “Yes, sir.”

   A shit eating grin found it’s way onto Loki’s pale face, and before he could speak Y/N grabbed his cock into her hand and leisurely began to pump it, up and down, twisting her hand as she went. Loki let out a soft ‘oh, fuck’ at the sensation, his mouth went slack and his eyes shut tightly, “If you keep that up, love, I won’t be able to fuck you…” he warned her. 

   Y/N’s face was the one to have a shit eating grin on it as her eyes flickered up to lock with his, “Then shut your pretty mouth and get to it, why don’t ya?”

   An animalistic growl tumbled from Loki’s snarled mouth as he flipped Y/N over so she was on her knees, her ass high in the air. Loki slapped her ass once before lining his cock up with her entrance. Inch by inch, Loki slid his thick cock into Y/N’s throbbing cunt, his face one of pure ecstasy. 

   When he was fully seated, both himself and Y/N gasped; Y/N gasping at the feeling of being so damn full, Loki gasping at the feeling of being sheathed in something so damn tight… This wasn’t going to last long. Loki rested his large hands on Y/N’s hips, massaging them as he began a slow pace, helping her adjust to his size. Y/N wantonly moaned, “Shit, Loki… you’re so big…”

   Loki let out a breathless laugh, “And you, my dear… oh fuck…” -as he talked, Loki began to speed up his thrusts- “have the tightest little pussy I have ever been in… god damn…” At this point, Loki had set a punishing pace on Y/N’s cunt, the erotic sound of skin slapping skin filling the air around them, heat radiating off of their bodies and sweat dripping down their backs. Surges of pleasure ran from their cores to the very tips of their fingers and toes, hitting every nerve and spilling moans and groans from their mouths. Y/N’s chants of ‘Loki, Loki, Loki’, were the prettiest things Loki had ever heard in all his life, and they were the fuel that made him go faster and deeper until Y/N was a screaming mess underneath him. Red marks formed where the werewolf’s grip got tighter and tighter on Y/N’s hips, and chunks of grass and dirt were being ripped from the ground by Y/N’s hands’ desperate attempt to grip onto something, anything. 

   Loki slowed his pace and slipped out of Y/N’s dripping pussy for no more than two seconds before flipping her back over onto her back, and diving back in. Loki rested himself onto his elbows and curled his face into Y/N’s shoulder as his hips now grinded into Y/N’s, his cock stroking Y/N’s convulsing walls deeper, and deeper, and deeper. Soon, a familiar fire began to grow in each of their lower stomachs, breathless whimpers and shouts and left Loki’s mouth, as drawn out moans tumbled from Y/N’s. Then, time fucking stopped. Y/N’s orgasm came washing over her like a wave would a shore, sudden and powerful and oh so delectable. Her nails sunk themselves into Loki’s back and he growled, his eyes glowing a blinding gold as he came deep inside Y/N’s hole, his seed coating her walls with load after load of cum. Y/N reveled in the feeling of the warm liquid inside of her, and she couldn’t help the aftershocks that made her limbs jump and her pussy quiver. 

   Loki slipped out of her for good, and shared a passionate kiss with her before lulling onto his back next to a very tired Y/N, staring at the canopy above. Y/N couldn’t help the words that fell from her mouth then, “I want you to meet my family.” 

   And this time a genuine laugh exploded from Loki’s mouth, as did one Y/N’s. Maybe this was the start of something…

As the snow falls

Imagine where the reader goes for a walk because she’s not feeling well and collapses. She has to call Loki to come get her because she can’t move.

Pairing: Loki x Reader

Word Count: 1485

Warning: Just fluff

A/N:  For my first “Ask” request from @theloveofanauthor , I hope you all enjoy.

The jet landed harder than Clint had intended but the weather was not agreeing completely with that plan.  It had been a long mission and you were worn out.  More so than usual.  Your entire body ached and the pain in your head was worse than it had ever been. The team had been locked down waiting for the enemy to make their move before any action was permitted.  Being confined for almost a week with nothing to do but stare outside had driven you crazy.  While you loved the teammates you were stuck with, Clint and Nat, you had to get out.  So, as soon as the ramp touched the floor of the hanger you were out.

Nat called after you. “What’s the hurry, [Y/N]?  Got a hot date or something?”  She smirked as you rolled your shoulders.  Something was feeling very off.

“No.  I need to get out before the walls close in on me.  I seriously feel like I am going to crawl out of my skin.”  You pulled your heavy jacket on, zipping it up, and then pulled the hood into place. The south side of the compound backed up into a dense forest where you had gone for many a quiet walk to clear your head.  Today, you just needed to get out.  At first, the mission had gone according to plan, but Intel had been incorrect as to how many operatives were stationed at that particular base.  Originally, the reports said no more than thirty, which between the three of you would have been no issue.  However, it was found the numbers were closer to eighty.  

Clint could only have taken so many out from his vantage point, while you and Nat on the ground had gone hand to hand.  Once the alarm had sounded, they just kept coming.  To the point that your inhuman abilities had been strained.  Something that had never happened before.  You had sonic abilities that would weaken anyone within range with the ear bleeding frequencies.  Never before had you had to use it on so many.  Nat did what she had to, to get the information before the three of you could pull out and head home.  By the time she had returned, you were barely able to stand.  There were fifty bodies laid out before you.  Your body was weak and shaking from the extreme exertion.  She helped you get back to the jet and you tried to rest as best you could until you returned to the compound.

The flight home you had felt marginally better but it was then that the antsy, skin crawling feeling started.  You hoped a walk in the clean, cold air would help.  Then you could crawl into your bed and sleep for a month.  

It had snowed heavily while you were away.  The well-worn path was completely covered but you could walk in it the dark without getting lost.  As you moved deeper into the forest, your mind wandered about things other than missions and fighting.  Of course, the first thing that popped into your mind was him.  It was always him.  He possessed your thoughts and dreams.  A smile appeared on your lips the more you thought about him.  Whenever you were together, the world made sense and you felt safe. He gave you the opportunity to let your guard down and not feel as though you had to be the savior.  No one understood him as you did.  They did not see the goodness or the devotion you saw, which is why no one else knew of the relationship.  You were just fine with that.  

With your distracting thoughts you did not realize how far you had come until you stopped to look around. By the looks of it, you were well over a mile out.  It was then you started to feel much worse.  A dizziness took hold making the world around you spin until you could no longer stand.  Falling to your knees, you had to grab your head with one hand in an attempt to steady yourself.  It was no use, the dizziness was growing worse.  The cold, wet snow started to seep through your tactical leggings.  Weakness started to weigh down the rest of you as your free hand searched for your communicator out of your pocket.

“Damn it.”  You whispered.  The communicator was in your bag, which was sitting on the jet where you left it. In your hurry to get out in to the open air, you had forgotten about your bag.  This was going to be a problem.  Unless you started to feel better real quick, you were going to freeze to death out in the forest and no one would know until the morning. Rolling onto the ground on your side made your head swim further.  Almost causing you to vomit with the motion.  There was one thing you could try, and you could only hope that he could hear you.

“Loki!” You tried to scream out, but the pressure of the attempt only increased the dizziness.  It came out more like a raised voice, cracking towards the end.  The weakness threatened to pull you into darkness as you tried again.  This time only as loud as a whisper.  “Loki… please.”

The ground trembled beneath you, as a bright rainbowed light appeared not far off.  It was so bright it hurt your eyes forcing you to cover them with your arm.  Heavy booted footsteps came towards you just before you were lifted into strong arms. “[Y/N], my love?  What has happened?  Why are you out here?”

A fading smile crossed your lips as you tried to curl in close to him.  “Something is wrong… I don’t know… So dizzy…”  Your body went limp in his arms as the darkness overtook you.  Loki looked you over in a panic finding that you were indeed still alive just unconscious.

“You will return with me. I will find what has caused this, my [Y/N].”

You awoke some time later in a foreign bed.  The weakness was still there but the dizziness was gone, thankfully.  “I began to wonder if I would ever see those beautiful eyes again.”  That deep voice causing a warmth to grow in your chest.  A smile brightened your face as you lifted your head searching for him. Loki sat in a chair not far from the bed with a book in hand.  He stood before moving to sit beside you.  One of his hands resting aside your cheek as he gazed down at you.  “You frightened me, beloved.  It is a rare thing for me.  Seeing you lifeless in my arms, most certainly took several years off my life.  Do not ever do that again.”

Smiling at him and holding his hand to your cheek, you relished the contact.  It had been several months since you had last see him and you wanted to enjoy every moment.  “I’m sorry.  I don’t know what happened.  I have never felt so badly before.  I didn’t have my communicator to call anyone.  But I don’t regret it; I get to be here with you.  I’ve missed you.”  Loki leaned down kissing your forehead lightly.

“I have missed you as well, my darling.  I am glad you thought to call for me, that I could be the one to save you.  However, I do know what occurred.  The healers were here days ago to determine what happened.” Your heart nearly stopped when he said ‘days.’

“How long have I been here?”

“You have been resting for nearly three days, [Y/N].  From what the healers have said, your body was so physically worn from they believe was over use of your powers.  It was taxed beyond it’s normal ability and could not regenerate.  Your body could not handle it and started to shut down.” The genuine look of concern on his face nearly swelled your heart out of your chest.

“The team must be worried. I have to tell…”  Loki set his finger on your lips to stop you.

“My brother has informed them of your whereabouts.  It seems when you return there will be extensive explanations needed but they know you are safe.  For now, my dearest [Y/N], you will stay here with me until you are well.”  He brushed a strand of errant hair out of your eyes.

“Just until I am well?” That signature smirk of his appeared quickly.  He so loved how you wished to be with him as much as he with you.

“I have no power to deny you anything.  For you are my Goddess among the Midgardians and I would keep you here for eternity if you allow it.”

“Let’s start with a few days and work on the eternity part.”  Pulling him close you kissed him.  A kiss that lingered long into the evening causing you both to forget about anything else.

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Anonymous asked: Hiya, Meg! Can I request a Loki x fem!reader? Maybe the two of them don’t get along, but they begin bonding when neither of them can sleep one night. The realize they both have a love of books and share that. Eventually they fall in love. Just something sweet and fluffy. Thank you!!

Here is your one-shot, lovely! I do not own Loki! He belongs to Marvel. 

Warnings: Fluff and it’s a little long

Pairings: Loki x fem!reader

Originally posted by maryxglz

You groaned as you turned to look at the clock. 2 am. You’d been trying to sleep for hours to no avail. Groaning once more, you threw back the covers and swung your legs out of bed. You quietly made your way out of your room and down to the kitchen. You quickly drank a glass of milk before heading to the living room. “Maybe reading would help,” you muttered. You stopped short when you saw Loki sitting there.

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Author: Emma

Characters: Loki Laufeyson x Reader

Word Count: 2,584

Warnings: Smuuuuuuut. Unprotected sex (use condoms y'all!), bad language words

Author’s Note: I don’t even know what happened here. This is completely different than what I meant to write. How did this happen??? Feedback is appreciated guys!

Originally posted by lokihiddlelaufeyson

“Please Y/N.”

You weren’t sure how the a prince of Asgard could look quite so much like a begging puppy but with the way he was looking at you there was almost no way you could turn down his request.

“Fine,” you scoffed, “but you owe me big time.”

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Request: Can I request one where Clint Barton’s teenage daughter has to stay at the tower with him cause she’s a bit of a trouble maker? She’s under house arrest but she finds Loki and they prank the hell out of the team?

Warnings: None.

Originally posted by securitybreach

“STEP AWAY FROM THE CAR KEYS!” Tony’s voice was amplified through a megaphone.

“What the f- Jesus!” You turned around.

“Hey, uh.. What happened to being ‘under house arrest’?” He crossed his arms.

“It’s so boring here!!” You groaned, “And since when do I need to be babysat?”

“Since two seconds ago when you were trying to sneak out of the house.” He shrugged at you.

“Right.” You plopped down onto the couch.

Tony signaled that he had his eyes on you and walked backward out of the room. You rolled your eyes and ate one of the grapes from the table.

“Y/N!” Your dad came into the room.
“Yo,” You nodded your head toward him.

“We have someone who is going to be staying here for a few days, so I don’t want you going in there.” He pointed to the room down the hall.

Was he nuts?! It was like he wanted you to get into trouble.

You nodded your head solemnly.

He squinted his eyes at you, but he didn’t have time for questions. He started to walk away but quickly turned around and said, “Why don’t you, do your; homework, or something..”

Honestly this man had no idea how to deal with you.

You laughed and waved him off.

Once you were sure he was gone, you began to make your way down the hall. Finally you got to the 'forbidden’ room. You knocked softly on the door, and you were greeted by a sharp; “Yes.”

You shrugged and pushed the door open.

“Whoa.” Your eyes widened when you saw who was inside. “Why are you here?”
He shrugged, “It is not a choice. Why are you here?”

You shrugged in response to his question as well, “Me neither. Hey, if we’re both here against our will, what do you say we have some fun?” You wiggled your eyebrows.

He raised an eyebrow, not quite catching on.

“Pranks!” You leaned forward.

Well, it took a while for Loki to catch on, but eventually you a had plan.
You knew your first prank had been successful, when you heard a high pitched scream from the kitchen. You reached your hand up to high-five Loki, but he just looked at you quizzically. You walked slowly to the kitchen, and you were rewarded by the sight of Tony, covered in slime and bird feathers.

“What happened to you?” You tried not to laugh.

His eyes widened when he had realized what happened, “Y/N!”

“Sorry, gotta go!” You rushed out of the room.

“Okay, who’s next?” You asked Loki.

“Rogers.” He nodded his head.

Steve’s prank was the easiest. All you had to do was fill a water bottle with vinegar, and switch his bottle with the vinegar one while he was busy working out.

You squatted down by the glass door in front of the training room, and watched as a sweaty Steve spit out his drink in disgust.


Once you had finished your pranks on every single member of the team, -except for your dad-  it was time to prank your dad.

You wanted to fill his room with a bunch of hawks, but decided against it. And went for chickens.

Clint came out of his rock after five minutes, carrying a chicken. You looked him over at his slightly ripped shirt, and the feathers in his hair.

“You. Are. Grounded.” He spit out a feather.

“But I’m already grounded..”

“Well now you’re double grounded.”

Once he had trudged away, Loki came out of his hiding place.

“So, tomorrow then?” You rubbed your hands together.

“Tomorrow.” He nodded.


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Nerves - Loki

Requested by anonymous. Last January requested fic, finally!

“I promise you, it will be fine,” you said, putting the finishing touches to your hair. You looked back at your boyfriend, who looked as worried as he had been a moment before. “Your brother will be there, he won’t let anything happen. And I’ll be there, and I won’t let anything happen.”

He forced a smile at you. Loki had never appeared this nervous before, and it was just making you more nervous. The rest of the team had agreed to have dinner with you and Loki, to try and show their acceptance of your relationship. That wasn’t going to go over well if Loki wasn’t acting like himself. The self that you knew, not the one they thought they knew.

You walked up to him and kissed him softly. He smiled down at you as you put your hand on his chest. He covered your hand with his.

“It’s going to be fine.”

“I know.”

“I love you.”

“I know. I love you, too,” he said, smiling fully this time. 

The two of you walked down to the dining room of the Avenger’s facility, finding Bruce standing at the door. He raised his eyebrows at you quickly when you walked up and smiled.

“You as nervous about this as the rest of us?” he asked, smacking Loki on the shoulder. Loki flinched almost, and you looked at him. Perhaps he remembered what it was like to get hit by Bruce’s counterpart that was making him so jumpy. 

“Yes,” you answered for him, lacing your hand in his. Bruce nodded and walked through the door first. You looked up at Loki who smiled. “Let’s go.” The pair of you walked into the dining room and sat down. Loki chose the seat next to Thor, seemingly finding the most comfort in his brother who he hadn’t been friends with for years.

Natasha was sitting across the table directly from Loki, and kept giving him looks. She was sitting next to Clint, who would whisper things in her ear every once in a while that would make her laugh, and make Loki cringe.

Wanda was sitting next to you, and was actively trying to make conversation with Loki. He talked cordially with her, too, and you thought he was relaxing a bit. Vision would input things every once in a while, but no one was every truly comfortable around Vision, so you couldn’t really blame him.

Things seemed to be going fine, until Steve and Tony walked in. They sat down and barely said a word. But, Loki still looked nervous. Everyone started eating, and still you tried to make conversation, to get Loki involved, but he remained mostly silent. 

“Loki,” Thor said, “ You should tell them about the time that we raced in boats for the affections of that girl when we were twelve. They’d love to hear it.”

“I’m sure they wouldn’t,” he said softly.

“Oh come on,” you said, “Tell us.” He sighed, and cleared his throat. Thor was smiling widely, and you thought that maybe this wasn’t such a good idea.

“So, there was this blonde girl whose mother was one of our teachers, so she would come to class with us sometimes,” Loki began.

“And we both had a crush on her,” Thor said. 

“Right. So we came up with a competition, to see who would get to go out with her.” You cocked an eyebrow at him, and he put his hand on your knee. “So, we decided that we would have a river boat race. Whoever could race across the river and get to school first, would get to ask her out.”

“Let me guess,” Natasha said, “Thor won?”

“Yes,” Loki said with a laugh. “With quite a big difference.” Loki looked over at his brother who seemed to blush a little. 

“What?” Wanda asked. It seemed only the women were trying to be polite to Loki. 

“She didn’t want to date me, she liked Loki,” Thor said. The whole table chuckled, and Loki’s grip on your leg softened.

“So did you date her?” Tony asked.

“No,” Loki said bashfully.

“Why not?”

“It doesn’t matter,” you said, shooting him a look. He rolled his eyes and took a drink. You shook your head and conversation started to happen among everyone. You turned your attention to Loki.

“Thank you for doing this,” you said.

“Of course,” he said, rubbing your knee. He leaned in to kiss you, and this was one of the first times that you weren’t afraid who was watching. 

The rest of the night went somewhat the same. There were high points and low points to the evening, but overall you would say it went pretty well. That night, after Loki had fallen asleep, you got up to get a glass of water. In the kitchen, you found Steve talking to Thor.

“Evening,” Steve said. You smiled at the two men as you took a drink of your water. 

“Tell her what you told me,” Thor said.

“We’re going to try with Loki. We can tell that the two of you really care about each other,” Steve said. You gasped a little and laughed.



“You two were all over each other at dinner,” Thor said, making you both laugh.

“Sorry, I didn’t know we were that bad.”

“Don’t worry about it,” Steve said. “We noticed. It wasn’t bad.”

“Thanks, guys.” They both nodded, and after taking another drink of water, you went back to your room. Once you were out of sight of the two blondes, you ran back to your room. Loki was asleep, but you didn’t care. You jumped on the bed, waking him. 

“What?” he asked groggily.

“They liked you.”

“What?” he asked again, sitting up.

“Everyone. They liked you. Or, they liked us.”

“Really?” he asked, smiling. 

“Yeah.” He laughed a little and moved towards you, pulling you in for a sweet kiss. “I told you there was nothing to worry about,” you said when you pulled away.

“I know.”

“But I’m glad you did. I know you care.”

“You’re just figuring that out now?” he asked with a smile, pulling you in for another kiss.

Avengers: The Baby Diaries - Part 1

Originally posted by hard-on-for-hiddleston

This is my first multi-part fic. I’m not really sure when its based but Loki is helping the Avengers. The Avengers are Tony Stark, Steve Rogers, Natasha Romanoff, Clint Barton, Bruce Banner, Thor and Bucky in this fic. @nuggsmum

“Fuck. Fuck fuck fuck fuck. Oh god.”. You looked around Tony and Bruce’s lab, they were everywhere what in hell has Tony done. You ran your hand through your hair. What could he possibly invent that could do this? Why would Bruce let him do this? You were groaning about to curse yet again when you heard a noise coming from above and FRIDAY alert you that Loki has arrived and was on the roof. You scooped up the three nearest and got one to cling onto your back, as the rest followed.

You got up to the roof by lift, when you got up to the floor Loki grinned looking at you. “Hello -” you stopped him “Shut it. I am not in the mood” Loki dropped his gaze when he finally saw what you were stressing about, Loki came towards you “Is that my ‘big brother’ as an infant and the worlds mightiest heroes?” You nodded already regretting bringing them up here. “Look Loki are you going to be an ass about it or actually help because I don’t want to deal with seven Avenger babies and you acting like a child?” Loki came closer “Of course I will help pet.”. You rolled your eyes and turned going back to the lift Loki following behind.

Thor was looking behind your shoulder blubbering in nonsense you couldn’t understand when he said something rather loudly “Lokiiii !”, he then put out his arms reaching at Loki making grabby hands. You giggled and took Thor off your hip and handed him to Loki. Loki took Thor rather awkwardly held him infront of him like he was reading a news paper. Thor grabbed infront of him and manged to grab onto Loki’s armour. His grip was strong and didn’t let go. You moved infront of Loki and guided his arms you pushed Thor to Loki’s chest. He still held his brother awkwardly so you adjusted his arms “Here” you ran your hand down his arm “ok put your arm under his bum to keep him up. ” Loki pulled a face “Don’t worry he’s your brother he wont poo on you” Loki looked down at Thor as you heard a muttered “adpopted” you just chuckled at him. “And with the younger ones or if they’re moving you might want to hold his back too.” Loki put his hand on Thor’s back it splayed across easily keeping his brother steady.

You were smiling at the sight Loki looked at you “Don’t say a word” he said dead in the eyes but you could see he liked his brother like this. “Okay” you said smiling to yourself you pulled out your phone and quickly took a photo. Loki looked at you exasperated but grinned as you smiled back.

Part 2: https://avenger-for-ever.tumblr.com/post/160231265895/the-baby-diaries-part-two