me too loki

I can’t believe  you're mine// Loki smut

Fandom: Avengers/ Loki Laufeyson 

Paring: Loki x reader

Warning: Smut (fluff) swearing 

A/N: Hey guys! I thought it was time to do a smut so here it is!

Originally posted by lokihiddleston

Loki was beautiful, I watched silently from the bed as he walked out of the huge Azguardian wash room, tiny droplets of water slithered down his perfectly sculptured chest. No wonder people worshiped him. However the more I watched him, the more I craved his touch. Loki had always been so gentle and considering when it came to being intimate. I had never been able to trust a guy enough to go all the way, I wanted to find someone special to be with, but I know I could trust Loki.

Slowly I got out from under the green silky sheets and made my way over towards Loki. When I reached him, I placed both of my hands on his bare back and traced patterns across the back of his neck, shoulder blades and arms. I could feel him tense every so often when I went over a scar. I gingerly placed small kisses on each and every one of them.

“ So beautiful “ I whispered as he turned his body to face me. As he did so my hands moved with him soon ending up on his chest, oh my gods.

“If anyone is beautiful, It’s you,” Loki said, his velvet voice echoing through the room. My cheeks grew even brighter when he started to trail his fingers up and down my clothed sides. My breath hitched when he reached my bare shoulders, his fingers left marks on my skin, unseen but prominent . Soon my body took over and I placed my lips over his, my hands reached up to pull on the tiny hairs at the back of his neck ,earning a moan from Loki.

The God began to walk forwards until my thighs were pressed against the desk, Loki softly grasped them and placed me on top of the desk. However his hands didn’t move from their current position but instead moved up and down my thighs. My hands made their way down his back to the brim of his towel that was secured tightly to his waist, but before I could loosen it, Loki had stepped away from me.

“ Wait, Y/N” he sighed shaking his head.

“ What Loki? I asked confusingly.

“Do you truly want this? With me?”

I nodded, jumping off the desk to meet him.

“ I want this, with you Loki” I said before he covered my lips with his. Once again he picked me up, but this time lay me on the bed before crawling up me. I giggled slightly when he stopped to kiss my stomach. Soon his hands where at the bottom of my shirt moving it up brushing my skin as he did so. Loki pulled my shirt over my head exposing my bare chest to him. Loki looked up at me with a smile on his face before latching on to my right nipple. I gasped as pure pleasure seeped through my body.

“Shit, Fuck oh my god!” I could feel Loki’s smirk widen as I moaned more and more. He soon moved on to the left causing me to moan just as much. After a while I pushed Loki back so he was lying on the bed, my hands crept towards his towel where his strong member had made a tent. I gingerly brushed over it ready to take it out but was stopped by Loki.

“W-what? I don’t understand- I thought-” I was cut off by him.

“ We are Y/N but this night is about you, Okay?” I gave in and nodded. Loki slowly pushed my back in to the mattress, slid down my shorts and pulled the sheets over him.

“I-is it going to hurt?” I stuttered.

“Only for a little while darling. Are you absolutely sure you want to do this my love?”

“Yes, I want to be with you this way” He nodded before pulling his towel off and dropping it on the floor, he positioned himself above me, intertwining our fingers, and entered me. I let out a small screech of pain, tears brimming in my eyes.

“ I’m fine, keep going” I told Loki after I noticed a look of worry spread across his face. However once he began to move the pain subsided and pleasure soon replaced it.

“ Oh my god Loki, yes!” I moaned loudly. Loki quickened his pace more and more until he too became a moaning mess.

“Yes!” I yelled as I felt him release inside of me. I too following after him.Loki buried his head in my neck, breathing heavily.

“I love you Y/N” he finally spoke after pulling out and laying next to me.

“I love you too Loki” I shuffled my head on too his chest as he draped his arm over my waist, both of us falling in to a peaceful slumber.    

I drew like three more portraits today? how do I do this? why do I do this to myself? how am I still conscious after so much creative energy has been expended? how do I even have that much energy and motivation when I don’t have half of that normally?

scientists still aren’t sure

I apologize in advance for the crap photo quality and weird shadows–though these did turn out better than others I’ve taken photos of so ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

I will totally take requests if people wanna see some of their faves up here drawn by moi so ask away nerds

@garmacondrai idk if you’re in the Sherlock fandom or not but Loki is also here because idk he probably snuck into their flat and was like hello mortals 

stop me now

@smol-overlord I know you like the first boi on this post, idk about the others but that one I know

@meet-some-friends-of-mine @an-actual-elementale @eyeofthewolfe @firstfandomfangirl idk if you guys care about these bois or not but in case you felt like seeing some drawings made with 20% graphite 30% stress and 50% blood, sweat, and tears then here you go I guess

Honeymooners Pt 3

Thanks so much everyone who left lovely comments and mail, it made me geek out so happily!

“So it’s just an open buffet?” Loki muttered, holding his tray of food.

You stood close to him, feeling nervous. “I guess so, we grab what we want, then err, find a seat.”

Loki sighed, “And on our special day, every seat is taken.”

“There’s a booth over there, that couple looks nice, maybe we could get to know them, see if they’ve seen anything suspicious.”

Loki raised his eyebrow and glanced down at you. “Darling, I don’t know if you’ve forgotten, but mortals aren’t the most aware of magical activity, you thought you were alone in the universe for centuries. Something as small as a magical portal, hidden by the operator of this establishment would certainly go unnoticed.”

You bit your lip, “Well, shouldn’t we mingle or something? If we keep to ourselves, will that look suspicious?”

“How am I to know, these mortal customs are ridiculous.”

“I’m sure you have weird customs.”

“We do but this one is far stranger.”

You pinched the bridge of your nose, balancing your tray in one hand and sighed. “Look, husband, darling, light of my life,” Loki snorted and you continued, “as your wife, I’m saying that we go befriend a couple so I can uh, show my husband off. Because I’m more in love and proud that he took me here, alright? Besides, people are going to start wondering why we’re standing in a corner and not just eating.”

Loki scowled, “Couldn’t we go back to the room and eat?”

“No, I’m not having people think weird things about me.”

Chuckling, Loki shook his head, “The food you chose is hardly conducive to such activities anyways.”

“I know, I chose them on purpose.” You called over your shoulder, making your way through the tables and over to the solitary booth.

“Hey there, I’m sorry to be rude, but there’s no other tables available.” You trailed off, looking around the room to double check that there were indeed no tables.

“Oh absolutely! Come sit by us! We were so lucky to steal this table from another couple that got up at the last second, you’d think that they wouldn’t over book like this, or at least have as many tables as rooms.” The woman shook her head. She was short and petite with deeply tanned skin and long auburn hair that trailed past her shoulders. Her eyes were the color of deep caramel and she seemed to glow in the presence of her new husband. “I’m Clara by the way.”

You told her your name and glanced over your shoulder, making sure Loki was behind you. “And this is Loki, my husband, it feels so weird finally saying it.”

“Doesn’t it though?” Clara beamed, “this is my husband, Toran.” The man beside her appeared tall, not as tall as Loki but still taller than you. He had broad shoulders, built in a way that reminded you of Thor - bulky - but you didn’t doubt Loki was stronger than him. Why that suddenly mattered to you was beyond your knowledge and you forced the thought away. His hair was dirty blonde, short cropped and he had a small blonde soul patch growing under his lower lip.

“Hey there.” Toran offered his hand for you to shake.

You shook it and thanked them for making space for the two of you. Toran stood up and moved around to sit beside his wife and you slid into the booth, allowing Loki to have the edge.

Loki glanced distrustfully at Toran but finally sat down and forced a smile.

“Don’t mind him, he’s just shy.” You looked at Loki and smiled.

Loki’s eyes darkened, that scowl ready to spread across his face but he was supposed to be a happy newlywed and forced a smile. “Forgive me, I’d rather have my beloved all to myself but it seems only right that I show her off.”

Clara giggled, “He’s so sweet. Toran and I have been in our room all day, we got married yesterday, it’s been so lovely, just really having time to ourselves.”

Loki snorted into his drink and you elbowed him in the ribs.

She continued, “Have you two been, you know, not to be too forward or anything, I’m just not sure how much is normal here, Toran says he’s tired and needs some time to recoup.”

You flushed deeply and Loki took another drink to stifle his laugh. “Well we just got here a few hours ago, but wanted to uh, take things slow a bit, really enjoy the time getting to err…” You trailed off, looking to Loki for help.

Loki’s eyes sparkled as he looked down at you, “Whatever you want, my love, it’s about us I know, but you deserve to be worshiped, you are the princess of my life after all.”

You grit your teeth and forced a smile, turning back to the couple across from you, “Isn’t he sweet?”

“He calls you his princess?” Clara cooed, “Toran, you don’t have that many pet names for me, how come?” She glared at him and he glared across at Loki.

You jumped, knee hitting the table as Loki squeezed a particularly sensitive spot on your leg. “Sorry, thought there was a bug.” You managed to grumble as Loki faked a coughing fit to hide his laughter.

“Oh I hope it wasn’t a spider, I absolutely hate those things.” Clara’s eyes widened as she scanned the booth for signs of the bug.

“It was probably nothing.” You quickly added.

“My darling here gets a little jumpy sometimes.” Loki managed to choke out, his laughter finally subsiding.

“So are you two going to take advantage of the shops here, or the hot tubs, they’re natural and built into the side of the mountain, hot streams come right up and this place was built around it.” Toran asked the pair of you.

“I hadn’t really thought that far ahead.”

“Really? Clara has spent years making her plans for this place.”

“I, oh…” You trailed off, worried that this could blow your cover.

“I made a list,” Clara interjected, “but that’s just me. I think it’s lovely that you’re more just go with the flow, I think that’s more romantic, don’t you Toran?” He nodded and she continued, “but we were thinking of visiting the beach tomorrow, you know the tram that is a never ending cycle up and down, so you can go at any time. Thought if we weren’t too tired we’d see the sunrise or maybe just enjoy the water.”

“I was thinking of doing that tomorrow as well.” You glanced at Loki and he shrugged.

“It’s clothing optional, there’s little cordoned off places for privacy if couples want to, you know.” She cleared her throat and blushed again, glancing at Toran.

You blinked hard, “Right, right, of course.”

Loki wrapped his arm around your shoulder, lacing his fingers into your hand, “My beloved here is awfully shy.”

Toran interrupted, “Actually it’s nude required, no clothes allowed once you step foot on the sand. At least, that’s what I read, not sure how enforced it is.” He looked Clara up and down, clearly mentally undressing her.

You glanced at Loki, the two of you making eye contact and swallowed nervously. Seeing Loki in all his glory tomorrow? Could you handle that?

“Oh, watch for the seismic activity, that’s what we were told, the floors kinda tremble at night sometimes and that lovely hotelier said that it’s just the deep set volcanic activity.” Clara said as she stood up, “We should probably get back to our room, look forward to seeing you two tomorrow at the beach.” Her eyes trailed over Loki for a minute and you felt a surge of jealousy and possessiveness well within you.

Loki seemed oblivious to her look, simply staring at you still. Toran followed after Clara, the pair bidding you both good night and left.

“Could that be the portal, I thought you said it was an inactive volcano?” Loki lowered his voice to ask you.

You forced your thoughts away from the look Clara had given Loki and considered it. “If it’s a big and powerful enough portal, siphoning who knows what through it, that would make sense that the ground trembles. Awfully irresponsible that the owner wouldn’t know.”

“Unless he’s in on it.”

“Well hopefully we’ll run into him tomorrow.”

“Not on the nude beach though.” Loki added absently, munching on the last of his food.

You groaned, resting your head on the table, “Don’t remind me.”

Loki chuckled, “Come now, love, only a week more of this, it will be lovely. Let’s get back to our room and figure out our sleeping arrangements.”

“I kinda hate you right now.” You grumbled.

“You can’t hate me pet, we’ve only been married one day.”

“My next husband better bring me here too.”

Loki laughed, a smile widening across his face as he gently kissed your cheek, his fingers playing with your hair. “Shall I carry you to bed?”

“No, you’ll make a scene. Every other guy here will think he has to in order to please his wife.”

“I would carry my wife, she would want for nothing.”

“She’d want a divorce, putting up with you.”

“You wound me.”

You straightened up, making sure you hadn’t actually upset him but Loki continued to grin at you, eyes alight with mischief. Rolling your eyes, you playfully shoved his chest. Loki caught your hand and pressed a kiss to the back of it.

“Shall we, love?”

You rolled your eyes again, “C’mon you goon, let’s go figure out how to sleep in that sex bed.”

7 Minutes In Marvel Heaven - Loki Fluff

Requested by @pocmarvelworks

Feeling around the bag you could tell what most of the items were, but your fingers brushed over something you didn’t recognise, so you pulled it out, snickering at the object in your hand. “Tony, how many of these did you make?” you laughed, holding up the small plush Loki doll, you knew Loki would be less than happy to see this, “I made one for every member.” Tony spoke proudly. “One?” “One…. Thousand.”  Tony shrugged, you glanced over at Loki, he was glaring at the doll as if he could make it explode with his mind. “Come on then! Don’t let buzz kill scary ya!” Tony grabbed you hand and dragged you into the closet. “Must I play this game?” you heard Loki’s voice behind you. “You wanted out of the prison.” Thor smiled, “This is out.” he pushed Loki in the closet behind you, slamming the door. You smirked and pulled out your phone, turning on the torch and dimly lighting the room.     “You don’t wanna be here, do you?” you asked, stating the obvious. “I wanted out of that vile prison, Thor agreed. Now he won’t leave my side. This is the first bit  of peace I’ve gotten all week.” “I’m still here.” “Yes but you’re one of those mortals who I can stand” Loki mumbled under his breath. “Really?” You smiled, “Well… Yes…” Loki mumbled, a blush rose to your cheeks, “You think I’m good?” “I think you are amazing.” Loki smiled. A genuine smile, not an evil smirk or a smile that held a plan. Just a charming smile. “Well I think you’re pretty amazing too.” You smiled, standing on your tiptoes to place a lingering his no his cheek. Loki hand moved to your hip, his fingers brushing under your top and to your skin. He slowly moved his cheek and kissed you properly. His lips lingering on yours. “I rather like this game…” Loki whispered against your lips, making you laugh. “Me too…. Me too.”

Originally posted by avengers-of-mirkwood


Pairing: Loki x reader

Summary: Loki patches you up after your return from a battle in Jotunheim

Warnings: Mentions of injuries?

Originally posted by amypikachu

(This gif. I like it. ANOTHER!)

Your every limb seemed to scream in protest as you dragged yourself up the stairs into the palace of Asgard. You wanted nothing more than to retire to your chambers and sleep for days, but the moment you’d arrived back from Jotunheim you’d been summoned to report back to the Allfather. It brought you pride every day to serve your King, but it was exhausting.
Bruises and cuts were scattered across your body; the Frost Giants had not been as willing to negotiate as Odin had hoped, and you had paid the consequences. As you approached the golden doors to the throne room, the guards positioned outside nodded to you respectfully. You were well known on Asgard as a fierce warrior, enough, they say, to rival Lady Sif. You were in no hurry to test that theory.
It brought a tiny smile to your tired face to see Loki standing a few steps down from the throne where Odin sat regally. The prince flashed you a quick smile, clearly relieved by your return.
There was no official relationship between you and Loki, you certainly weren’t courting. It would never be allowed for a prince of Asgard to court a mere warrior like yourself, so your love remained a secret to all but you two.
“I see you have returned in one piece,” observed Odin, a twinkle in his one visible eye. You smiled slightly.
“Don’t I always?”
“I trust you bring news of a peaceful meeting with Laufey.”
Your smile faltered. “Regrettably not, my King. Laufey is not as willing as yourself to negotiate. He seemed to much prefer the idea of sending me back piece by piece.”
The old man nodded, his face betraying no emotion. As you stood in silence, you locked eyes with Loki. You could tell he was counting all your injuries by the way his brow furrowed with concern. You shook your head subtly, trying to tell him silently that your injuries were not important at that moment.
“Very well. You may go.”
“Thank you, sire,” you murmured, bowing your head and crossing one arm across your chest to rest your fist by your shoulder in the traditional show of respect to the King. As you limped out of the throne room, you didn’t hear Loki following close on your heels.
“You look like hell,” he observed, smirking. You rolled your eyes, smiling softly.
“You do say the sweetest things, Loki.”
He grinned at you, glancing around to ensure you two were alone before taking you in his arms. You buried your face in his chest, your knees going weak with exhaustion.
“You need to see a healer,” he whispered into your hair, seemingly unconcerned by the fact that it was matted with dried blood and smelled horrible. You shook your head; you hated going to the healers. All they did was make comments about how it wasn’t right for a woman like yourself to be in battles, or beg you for gossip about the royals.
“Tis but a few scratches,” you insisted. He rolled his eyes at your stubbornness.
“Then let me see to them.”
Before you could protest, he had slung one of your arms around his shoulders so that he was taking some of your weight, making it easier for you to walk. Your right ankle was throbbing painfully, and every step sent a fresh of pain shooting up your leg.
You barely registered the fact that he’d led you to his chambers rather than yours; you were simply grateful for a bed to lie on. Loki sat on the mattress down by your feet, easing your heavy boots off carefully. You winced as his long fingers probed your sore ankle, your hands curling into fists.
“It’s a bad sprain,” he told you. “It will take a few weeks to heal properly.”
You frowned. “Sprains usually heal after one week, don’t they?”
“Not when they’re on you. You never let them rest.”
You rolled your eyes, smiling slightly. “Rest is boring.”
“You’re such a child,” he teased. “Sit up, I need to clean that cut on your head.”
Your arms protested as you sat up slowly, your vision swimming and your brain feeling like it was bouncing off the insides of your skull. Loki rested a hand on your back carefully, watching you worriedly.
“I’m fine,” you reassured him, smiling slightly at the concern evident on his face. “You worry about me too much, Loki.”
“You give me too many reasons to be worried,” he retorted, shifting your hair out of the way so he could see the long thin gash on your forehead. That had been the first hit Laufey had got in before you started running, and it was by far the most painful.
“You love it really, admit it,” you grinned, hissing lowly as he dabbed at the cut with a wet cloth.
“Oh shut up.”
You sat in silence as he worked at cleaning your wounds, watching his face. His jet black hair kept falling across his face, only for him to fix it with an annoyed sigh. His thin lips were pressed into a line with concentration, his eyes occasionally flickering up to meet yours.
“All done. Please don’t get hurt like this again?” he asked, sitting back slightly.
“I’m making no promises.”
“I wouldn’t expect anything less,” he said, smiling softly at you. “C’mere.”
He shifted so that he was leaning against the headboard, his arms wrapping around your waist as you lay back against his chest.
“You should sleep,” he whispered, running his fingers through your hair, gently working loose the knots and tangles. You hummed in content, feeling your eyelids drooping shut.
“I love you,” you mumbled sleepily, snuggling into his chest. He chuckled lovingly.
“I love you too, my warrior.”

question about incense

so, i was thinking about getting some incense somewhere to maybe put in my drawer where i keep my cards cos i like how it makes them smell.  however, i was not planning on burning any cos i read that it is bad for dogs and my older dog likes to come in my room when my parents are out.  that, and i don’t want to risk smelling up the whole house because my parents would (rightfully) kill me :D

my question is, do the harmful affects still apply if it’s just in a drawer for the sake of the scent, or does that just occur when it’s burning?  i know nothing about incense so any answers/advice are helpful lol.  and if you have any recommendations for something that’d make my decks smell really nice let me know, too!