on the throne of asgard

eveRY SINGLE FUCKING TIME

Originally posted by samisoffthewall

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. ”

“Smile?”

“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.”

It’s so sad that parts of the fandom of Loki can’t take him for what he is. A trickster who’ll do anything if it plays into his plans. He is no innocent guy who gets controlled by others. Even if others use him he still thinks he’s the one who pulls the strings. Don’t insult him by making him a helpless victim.

Imagine Loki becoming king of Asgard. Odin died and Thor abdicated the throne willingly, Thor is supportive of Loki but spends most of his time on Midgard.

You have been a close friend and confidant of Loki’s over the years (one of the few he’s ever truly confided in and trusted). There’s no apparent romantic interest between the two of you but you both care for each other deeply.

Now though, Loki is king of the realm as well as unwed, foreign rulers have started sending suitors to him in hopes that a marriage may unite allies. You finally admit to yourself that you’re in love with Loki but remain silent because you acknowledge his duties to Asgard.

One night, there is a royal ball where princesses from all over have come to vie for his hand. You stay to watch as Loki’s good friend and personal adviser, though it hurts to see him flirting with others. Eventually you leave for the evening, bracing yourself to accept the inevitable outcome and try to be happy for your longtime friend: you want what is best for the kingdom after all.

The next few days you are distant with Loki as you try to alter your attitude to not step on the toes or risk coming between whichever woman he chose. Loki notices your absence, though doesn’t seem to know why. Finally he confronts you, asking you why you’re so distant.

You’re a warrior and at the very least professional, so you stoically tell him that you’re distancing yourself because you fear your close friendship may upset Loki’s bride to be, and you don’t want to endanger any fragile peaces that she would forge.

Loki is silent for a moment, before saying that he could never marry a woman he doesn’t love, especially when one has already stolen his heart. You realize it’s you he’s talking about and are elated but quickly reprimand his foolishness: a royal wedding would be best for Asgard.

Loki shakes his head and says “You think I would use someone I don’t care about as a pawn to unite realms? Do you forget what Odin did to me?”

After a moment of stunned silence, the two of you mutually embrace and kiss, knowing that together you’ll find a way to maintain peace amongst the realms anyways.

Pickup lines for different fandoms:

Doctor who: I’ll be a madman in your box.
Dexter: be my dark passenger?
Pokemon: hey gurl, let me squirtle on them jiggly puffs.
Batman: robin is red, nightwing is blue, MY PARENTS ARE DEAD.
Lord of the rings: roses are red, violets are blue, there’s only one precious and that must be you.
️️Supernatural: is your name Mary winchester? ‘Cause you’re hotter than a ceiling fire!
Something’s rising and it ain’t lucifer!
Game of thrones: winter isn’t the only thing that’s coming tonight.
Loki: are you the throne of Asgard? ‘Cause I’ve never wanted anything more.
The walking dead: I’ll put my stuff in your thangs.
Star Wars: hot you are, bang we should.
Criminal minds: I can drop it like its hotch.

TITLE: Asgardian and Pregnant

CHAPTER NO./ONE SHOT: Chapter 5

AUTHOR: The-stuttering-kiwi

ORIGINAL IMAGINE:

Imagine growing up with Loki and Thor and being best friends with both, but having just a slightly better relationship with Loki, and also a secret attraction to him. Later on, Thor takes a wife and the throne of Asgard. However, that doesn’t get Odin or Frigga off Loki’s back about also taking a wife. There isn’t a day that goes by that Loki doesn’t complain to you about how much pressure that is being put on him. One day, you half-jokingly suggest that you two should be in a “relationship” just to appease Odin and Frigga, at least for a little while. When Loki agrees, you’re shocked, but thrilled inside. So the two of you pretend to court each other, all the while you keep falling more in love with Loki.


RATING: General

NOTES/WARNINGS: There is some triggering talk about weight and eating in this chapter.

Eliza and Loki resolved not to tell anyone about the pregnancy, which, was rather easy because on one of the following nights Loki had come to the end of his rope with his father, leading to him losing control of his magic and causing almost the entire tables worth of food to be flung at Odin—he hadn’t spoken to Loki in weeks.

But as the weeks wore on and Eliza found she was tired of having to hide her growing belly and swollen ankles; and was getting annoyed with everyone pointing out how large her breasts had gotten that by month seven, she was considering telling everyone anyway.

“I think it would be better just to have it out with everyone now, I don’t know how much more of this I can’t take.” Eliza lamented to Loki as he rubbed her swollen feet.

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