Whatever It Takes

Word Count: 1267 (I don’t know what happened)

Paring: Loki x reader

Warnings: depression, loneliness, insomnia, nightmares, mentions of the sexy, fluff

Summary: Loki has been crushing on Her for years, and it got worse after she and Thor became a couple. But one day, things change. 

Note: it sounds terrible sorry, but I actually like this one. And I am really obsessed with Whatever It Takes by Imagine Dragons. Sorry for mistakes. I would love feedback! (not my gif I found it on google)

Loki looked at Her from the other side of the living room in the Stark tower. She was laughing with Natasha over something Clint had said. Loki figured it was something stupid since Tony rolled his eyes at it. Loki’s brother, Thor, was holding over Her waist, looking lovingly at Her. Loki felt the anger and sadness rise to his chest, ‘cause he knew that Thor loved Her so much, and that he was much better for Her than he himself would ever be. She turned to face Thor, and left a kiss on his lips before She took off to somewhere. The other avengers walked out to the kitchen. Thor gave Loki a questioning look, but Loki just looked down at his book again.

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“One of the most interesting conversations Chris [Hemsworth] and I kept having was, ‘What does Loki want in the end?’ What does he want? I was unable to come up with a definitive answer. Perhaps because I don’t think Loki even knows. He’s become so accustomed to occupying opposition. Whatever the status quo is, he’s opposed to it. That’s why he’s a trickster, a shapeshifter, a deceiver, a strategist, a manipulator.” (Hiddleston)


bestmagofficial: Tom Hiddleston certainly didn’t let the rain put a dampener on his spirits tonight at the European premiere of #kongskullisland ☂️ #tomhiddleston #samuelljackson #redcarpet #premiere

beardynick: Good old Loki #KongSkullIsland #EuropeanPremier#RedCarpet #tomhiddleston

willgav: Yes, that is Tom Hiddlestone checking me out on the red carpet… scoping out the competition for the next Bond I reckon #KongSkullIsland #BBB

wickedlyemerald#TomHiddleston Thank you @twhiddleston !!! ❤️😁 #KongSkullIsland #Premiere

sleepy_gonzales: On the premiere red carpet with @twhiddleston and @samuelljackson for @kongskullislandmovie.

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gregmcinsta: Red carpet interviews #kongskullisland #bbcnews#bbcentertainment #samuelljackson#tomhiddleston #gregmctweets

lmao one of those snickers “you’re not you when you’re hungry” commercials but with the YA to Loki

“Old creepy loki please never again KATE WHERE ARE THE SNACKS”

“nah you were lady Loki we like when you’re her she puts waterproof winged eyeliner on all of us”

“when you’re a kid you suggest we play paintball you are such a terrible little shit”

you were agent loki and you were humming your own theme music that’s not how you undercover”

makerofrunevests  asked:

Josie's palette challenge: Loki in 6? If you'd like to draw him :)

so I only made the Loki + blue = frost giant connection AFTER i finished this so now I’m sitting here lamenting missed opportunities and lost chances 

Asgardian Wedding

Request: Hi could you write a request for a Loki x reader wedding day on Asgard?

A/N: It’s wedding day here on the blog! Keep an eye out for the next imagine posted later today, which is also a wedding imagine! There was no specified gender, so I wrote the reader as genderfluid.

Warnings: None.

Word Count Total: 1081

Short Imagine #106

Title: Asgardian Wedding

Originally posted by avengersmemes

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The Maiden And The Giant

TITLE: The Maiden And The Giant


AUTHOR: MaliceManaged

ORIGINAL IMAGINE: Imagine falling through a portal into Jötunheim and running into a stranger named Loki, who decides to provide shelter out of the need for company, that eventually turns into love.


NOTES/WARNINGS: I’m not sure how well I’ll be able to keep up with the next few updates; with my local con approaching which I will be tabling at with friends, I’ve been running around doing last minute stuff and I haven’t been able to sit down and write any more of this. I’ll try to make time, but I won’t make any promises. Apologies in advanced.


    Kat looked around the room curiously after Helblindi had set her down, noting that, while there was furniture and some miscellaneous belongings, it was rather empty. It was Loki’s old room, they’d told her; from before he had convinced their parents he was old and capable enough to live on his own. She walked over to a desk and picked up a half-finished sketch Loki had left behind of who she recognised as Laufey, seemingly arguing with another jötunn in what she figured was the throne room.

    “He’s always had a knack for being where he shouldn’t,” Byleistr spoke up as he looked over her shoulder at the sketch, “Useful for learning things others wished he didn’t.”

    Kat giggled slightly. “Something the nobles in Asgard learned the hard way pretty quickly.” She set the sketch down and heaved a sigh, jumping up to sit on the desk. “It hasn’t even been a day, and I miss him.”

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Midgardian Woman

Paring: Loki/Reader

Tags: female reader, romance, fluff, Loki needs a hug, canon divergence, Odin is as good a parent as John Winchester

Summary: Loki asks only one thing of Odin, because he’s in love.

Word Count: 1,405

Posting Date:  2016-05-24

Current Date: 2017-05-12

Originally posted by cedimond

The Allfather had laughed at him. That great, booming laugh which made Loki feel his request was as important as a play-pretend game when he were a boy. He felt as tall as he was then, in Odin’s presence, but he wasn’t to allow for his request to make him feel this way.

“You wish to trade in your status as an Æsir, as the trickster, because of -” Odin’s strong words dissolved once more into a string of laughter. The nearby court officials, the extended family, noble people tittered along with their King. But, the Allfather continued, further poking the bear, letting Loki un-clench his teeth, “ - a woman? A small, unimportant Midgardian woman?”

Loki wanted to shout, to scream, thrash his chains and shriek bloody murder. He wanted to strangle his father, he wanted to rip the chains from his body link by link, he wanted to stand above a burning Asgard while Thor and his woman were off where they were, so he could be mortal, so he could be with her - you.

He didn’t, though. He stood there, swaying, biting his lip. Watching his false father.

“You know, Loki,” his mother spoke up, “lives of those on Midgard are shorter,” Loki was about to bark back to his mother of the amount that he didn’t mind that, when she added, “That is why its beauty, while fragile, is no less breathtaking.”

He watched, still mute as his father turned to Frigga. “You support this choice? It is madness!”

“Allow my son to make his choice, Odin,” his mother leveled, her fair voice unwavering. “He wishes to choose love. And let him love with his woman the same way. All lives end, yes,” she added, “But allow him to live his with love.”

Odin’s fist was brought down to the arm rest of the throne. “In fifty years from now he will be back, begging to be restored, broken -,”

“I am already broken!” he boomed, his tone echoing the throne room, louder than Odin’s tempestuous tantrum. “Allow me peace.”

The courtiers took this as a cue to disperse from the room.

The bearded old man gazed onto Loki stonily, silent for a moment. “You truly love this woman?”

Loki breathed. He closed his eyes, seeing you in his mind, that smile he adored, the way you had managed to make your way into his life. It seemed eons later he looked once more onto the throne room, to see his mother and the All-father.

“I do.”

“Loki of Asgard, my son,” Loki couldn’t find a sense of sincerity in Odin’s titling of himself, but he kept quiet. He wanted to hear what he would decree. “I, Odin, All-father, declare your life-span to be one of the same length as a mortal. To live it with your love. To find what peace you cannot as you are.”

Loki found his voice lost to him, but finding it, he whispered, “Thank you.”

Two years later…

“What do you get when you cross a violin, an assailant and a smelly motel?” You asked, mouth full of toast. It was a rainy morning, and Loki had made coffee and toast as a celebration for something you hadn’t remembered yet.

“What do you get, dear?” He asked, wiping his eye on a sleeve.

You were silent, causing him to glance at you in confusion. “I - I don’t know. It was something along the lines of ‘a violent vile-inn’. Ah. That was the punchline. I’m no good at this, am I?”“

He smirked into his coffee.

"Will you still love me, when I’m no longer, able to tell proper jokes?” You asked to the tune of the song to him, raising your legs onto the chair so you were crouching. “Lokes?”

“Hmm?” He hummed, having heard what you’d said, yes, but was mentally a million miles away. And it was only eight o'clock. He watched your bemused face about to fall. “Yes, darling, I will.”

You beamed.

“And,” Loki confined, tipping his head back to drink the rest of the brown caffeinated beverage. Since gaining mortality, Loki had come to love coffee as dearly as every other adult. But not as much as he loved you. “I thought we would celebrate today by doing something special.”

He watched your frown furrow your face, and as you stood on your chair, ready to jump off. “What’s so special about today?” He kept quiet, compiling the breakfast dishes that had accumulated to hand wash in the sink. Loki wanted to see the gears in your head working the enigma. “The weatherman predicted this storm, so it isn’t you trying to get me to meet your brother. And that horror movie you want to watch is pretty scary, and I don’t want to see it at night -,”

“No, it’s not that film,” he cut in, a soft smile playing on his face. “Think…two years ago.”

From the corner of his eye he watched as you jumped from your chair. And whilst airborne, do a small dance. “Our anniversary!”

Loki grinned. “I’m taking you down to get your gift immediately. Come on, get dressed, we need to go now!”

You started, “What, now? Oh, oh, oh!” You cried, rushing off to brush your hair and tug on jeans. “What’s the surprise?” You ask from the other side of the apartment.

“If I tell you, it’s not a surprise!” He calls back to you. “C'mon!”

You laughed from the other side of the apartment. “What’s the rush, Lokes, we’ve got all day for this!”

Loki, tugging on his coat, does see the importance of a rush, because, “We’re human, life is fleeting. We’ve got to live it!” As he struggles to put his arms in, you blind-side him with a kiss and help him in his jacket.

“I love you,” you grin.

“I love you!” You screech, twenty minutes later. The whole walk from the building to the Main Street you had been distracted by Loki’s confession of his love for you, and what he would do later, but now, the pair of you stood in front of the pet rescue centre, a place you’d begged him to take you after watching a documentary on the importance of adopting the unwanted pets of the world.

“I suppose we could enter, now, ______?” Loki smirks.

“Please, please?” You jump up and down. “Oh, thank you, Loki!”

Hand in hand, you enter, surrounded by the cages and pens where cats and dogs pause their doings to watch you two walk in and resume their animal ways.

An assistant in a yellow apron asks if you need help, and Loki points the older animal section. “We are in need for a pet to adopt, a creature that can tolerate living in an apartment.”

The assistant smiles. “I think you’re after a cat, they don’t need as much attention with walking and such as a dog. Are you looking for…”

You speak up. “One that’s been here a while, maybe needs some love.”

The assistant’s eyes brighten, “I know exactly who you’re after! I’ll be back!”

As they go off, Loki turns to you. “Needs love?” He asks quizzically.

You nuzzle his shoulder with your nose. “I know an ex-Asgardian who needed love,” you whisper to him. “And look what love has brought him!”

Loki leans to kiss you. “A happiness I’ve never felt, a beautiful house-spouse and an animal shelter. What else could a man want for?”

You smirk. He smirks back.

“This is Byron!” The assistant breaks the cycle of smirks to show you an adult tabby cat with two different colour eyes, one green, the other blue. “He’s mellow, doesn’t like being provoked and will scratch if he’s upset, but he’s an all round good cat. Do you want to hold him?”

You look to Loki.

“Sure,” he breaths, and then, Byron is in Loki’s arms. The two seem uncomfortable at first with the arrangement, but then Loki relaxes. “My, my, aren’t you a pretty boy,” he strokes his head, and looking between the assistant and you, he says, “We shall take this cat. _______, if you don’t mind paying, I don’t want to not hold this cat a second less.”

You laugh, rumbling his luscious locks.  "Of course, Lokes.“

And you swear, as you swipe your card and sign the official papers, Loki is saying to Byron, "Such a pretty pussycat,” under his breath.

anonymous asked:

What do you think about Hela looking old than Loki?

Honestly it doesn’t bother me in the slightest- when you’re alien 5000+ year old beings with magic you can get away with a lot

Idk, is Hela even going to be related to Loki in the MCU canon?