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flightlessangelwings · 5 months

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Right Where We Belong

Loki x gn!reader

Word count- 3.7k

Dialogue prompt- “ you underestimate how much you mean to me. i wasn’t about to let them hurt you. and i certainly wasn’t about to let them even consider killing you. “ Action prompt-[ SECRET ]: sender, having been secretly following the receiver, saves their life from an immediate threat while remaining hidden from the receiver.

Warnings- s.mut (18+ ONLY!), protective!Loki, mutual pining, harassment, kidnapping, minor character death offscreen, feelings, romantic s.ex, praise, takes place mostly in a woodsy/forest area but I left it open as to where in the world it is, pet names (lovely, darling), no use of y/n

Notes- For my Year of Protectiveness @yearofcreation2023 . I've actually had a rough idea of this story in my head for about a year it just took some time to flesh it out and get it right. For that reason too, there's no series spoilers and is ambiguous as to where it fits on the timeline so you can imagine whenever.

This can be read as a prequel to In My Arms (Over and Over Again) but it can be read on its own. That fic is one of my pride and joys though so I recommend reading it after this one! Enjoy!

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Midgard… Earth. It was the last place Loki ever expected to find himself, let alone willingly. Yet, it was the last place anyone would ever think to look for him. So it’s where he found himself when he wanted to be alone, unbothered by any pressures that surrounded him.

Loki had no idea where on the planet he was, but it didn’t matter. The trees of the forest surrounded him and created a shelter of peace where he would just breathe. The warmth of the sun hit his skin, and the fresh air from the trees filled his lungs. It was refreshing. It was peaceful. It was everything he needed.

But, as he made his way through the forest with his eyes closed, listening to the sound of the birds around him, another sound made his eyes shoot open. The roar of a large animal snapped any notion of peace out of Loki’s mind as he found himself nearly face to face with bared, sharp teeth. He wasn’t worried, though, and he smirked as he brandished his dagger in his hand.

Just as Loki was about to attack, however, a voice from behind him made him freeze.

“Wait!”

Loki paused.

The voice continued, “It’s not aggressive, not really,” you were calm as you spoke, “Keep eye contact and back away slowly and it’ll leave you alone. There’s no need to kill it.”

Loki pondered his options. He could easily kill the beast and be done with it. But, there was something about your voice that swayed him, so he did as you instructed. Slowly, he stepped back, putting more distance between himself and the wild animal until it stopped growling and turned away. As it did so, Loki let out a deep breath.

You also let out a sigh of relief as the tall stranger with black hair got closer to you, “She’s just defending herself,” you explained, “Must be a den or a nest around here somewhere. I bet she just had babies too.”

A smirk lit up Loki’s face, “Would you give that benefit of a doubt to anyone?” he asked as he turned to face you, revealing his face to you.

You gasped as you brought your hands to your face, “You’re…” your body tensed as you clearly recognized who you found in the woods, “Loki…”

“Would you have said the same thing if you knew who I was?” Loki challenged, yet no malice was heard in his voice, “Would you grant me the same courtesy?”

Silence filled the air between the two of you for several moments, the tension palpable. But, you exhaled, releasing the tension in your body as you did so, “I guess I would be a hypocrite if I said no, huh?” you said, trying to ease the tension.

Somehow, it worked, and it made Loki let out a genuine laugh. Something he hadn’t done in so long, and if he had to admit, felt nice. “What is your name?” he asked.

You told him.

“Lovely,” Loki said genuinely.

It all blossomed from there. You and Loki fell into conversation easily and naturally, as if you had known each other for a lifetime. And the more time you spent in his presence, the more at ease you felt, not that you were scared of him in the first place. Nervous, yes, but Loki had a calming air about him, and something told you it was ok. And Loki, for one reason or another, felt comfortable around you. You had the same calming aura about you that Loki felt drawn to, and he found he actually wanted to stay and talk to you longer.

That never happened with anyone before… Loki wondered why that was.

Before you knew it, the sun started to set, and you looked up with a gasp, “It’s getting late,” you breathed, “I…” you paused as you stared into Loki’s eyes, “I should go.”

Loki bid you farewell with a nod and watched you leave. And he already decided he was going to keep an eye on you until you were safe. He wasn’t going to let you know, though, and he stayed in the shadows, keeping watch over you from afar. And as he did, he couldn’t help but notice the new feeling in his chest. Sure, Loki had bedded princes and princesses, lords and ladies, and common men and women. But, you… you were different. And he couldn’t help the feeling of fondness towards you.

You seemed to know the path well, and you made your way to the clearing at the edge of the woods in no time. Behind you was the fantasy world, the forest, the place where your life just changed forever. In front of you was the real world, civilization, the daily grind. Taking a deep breath, you took the first step back into reality.

But, as you started to leave, you suddenly found that you were not alone. A chill ran up your spine as a group of men whistled at you, and closed in on you quickly.

“Hey there sweetheart,” one of them grinned darkly.

You didn’t reply, but your hands shook as you looked around for an escape plan.

“Oh come on, don’t be like that,” another chimed in, “We just want to talk to you.”

A whimper escaped your lips as you hated the helpless feeling that came over you. But, a growl in the distance called all your attention, and everyone snapped over and saw a shadowy creature. All that was visible were glowing eyes and sharp teeth, but it was enough to scare the men away. You, on the other hand, backed away and tried to make yourself smaller in hopes that whatever it was would chase them, and you let out a heavy breath when you felt a rush of wind past you and heard a roar in the distance where the men ran off to.

You stood still for several moments as you processed what happened. For some time, you didn’t dare move, yet something within said you were safe. There was a familiar feeling around the air, as if you were being watched. Yet, you didn’t feel threatened like with the men who approached you. Looking around, you took one tentative step away from where you stood in hopes of finding someone, yet you were alone. After letting out a deep breath, you turned and left, smirking to yourself; you had a hunch who was responsible for the shadowy creature that saved your life. After all, you did notice that the shadowy creature had bright green eyes.

In the shadows, Loki smiled with satisfaction.

One week to the day later, you found yourself back at the same spot. You weren't sure why or what you were expecting, yet you couldn’t help but find your way back there. The sun shone through the trees, warming your skin, and you felt at peace here.

“Well, it looks as if you and I had similar ideas, darling,” a voice chimed through the trees.

“Loki,” you breathed as you turned around and met his gaze. The tension you momentarily held in your shoulders melted away and you grinned widely, “Were you stalking me?” you asked cheekily.

“Never,” Loki replied, “It seems mere coincidence that we both came back to this spot on the same day.”

You gave him a pointed look, but the smirk never left your face, keeping the tone light.

“I promise,” Loki raised his hands in mock surrender, “I’ll never lie to you, my lovely.”

Your breath caught in your throat as the world around you suddenly felt hot, “I.. Uhhh,” you stumbled over your words, unsure of how to respond, “Thanks,” you decided on in a low mumble.

Loki returned the grin you gave him earlier, “Shall we sit, darling?”

It turned into a routine for the two of you. Every week on the same day at the same time, you and Loki met in the woods. It was your escape from the world for both of you. It became a comfort for each of you to seek solace in the other. Although neither of you ever officially made plans, or said you’d be back the next week, you always were.

For you, it was an escape from your life, from your stresses, to meet with Loki. And though you never thought you’d make friends with a Norse god, you were grateful for him. You tried to ignore the way your heart fluttered when you realized tomorrow was your meeting day, and you forced your heart to calm its wild beating as you stood in the woods waiting for him.

And as for Loki, he felt the same way. He never expected to find peace and solidarity on earth, and he certainly didn’t expect to fall… Loki laughed at himself, for so long he chastised his brother for loving someone from earth and here he was… They have more in common than Loki cared to admit. And he wasn’t ready to fully admit his feelings for you yet. They were there though.

Loki paced around the forest; it was unusual for you to not be there waiting for him. It was rare he felt nervous, but Loki couldn’t help the sinking feeling in his gut. Everything in him screamed that something was wrong, and after he waited long enough, Loki decided he was going to look for you.

And may the gods help if anyone hurt you…

You groaned as your body ached. The last thing you remembered was that you were on your way to meet Loki for your weekly rendezvous when you bumped into a group of men who looked like they were up to go good. You gasped and tried to run, but one of them grabbed you. You tried to scream, but no one heard you, and the last thing you heard before a cloth covered your face was, “Wrong place wrong time, sweetheart.”

And that was how you found yourself in a locked room tied to a chair, blindfolded and gagged. You wiggled in your binds as much as you could, but it was no use. They were tied too tight, and you had no idea where you were anyway even if you could break free. You didn’t even know what time or what day it was. And you whimpered softly when you realized that you would most likely never see Loki again…

Or so you thought.

Gunshots and screams from a distance called your attention and you snapped up to strain to listen. You faced where the source of the sound was, even if you couldn’t see anything. You didn’t dare move, however, since you had no idea what was happening. Were you going to be safe with whoever attacked the men who kidnapped you? Or would it be worse? You held your breath, pressing your lips together as you tried to calm your trembling hands.

The screaming went on for what felt like hours, and you could only imagine what the men were fighting in their last moments. Part of you didn’t want to dwell on it, but part of you had to have hope that whoever it was would be your savior. You never, however, expected to hear your name after the screaming stopped.

“Loki?” you whispered. When his voice called your name again, you shouted back, “Loki!”

The door burst open, and you heard Loki breathe your name in relief as he rushed over and untied you, “You’re alright, it’s me.”

“Loki?” tears filled your eyes as you were filled with disbelief that he was actually here. He actually came. For you. “You…?”

“I’m here,” he cupped your face, “Are you hurt?”

You shook your head as you felt your body tremble, “A little sore, but I’m ok,” you froze as you looked into his eyes and your heart skipped a beat at the look on his face, “Loki… You… You came for me?” your voice was shaky.

Loki grinned, “Darling… You underestimate how much you mean to me. I wasn't about to let them hurt you. and I certainly wasn’t about to let them even consider killing you.”

Before you could stop yourself, you lunged forward and kissed him deeply. Your bodies smashed together as you pushed everything you had into him, clinging to him hard. You trembled as your emotions overwhelmed you and for a moment, you lost yourself into the feeling of Loki’s lips. It brought a comfort unlike anything you were expecting, and a lone tear fell down your cheek. But, then you realized what you did.

“I’m sorry,” you breathed as you tried to pull away, “I don’t know what came over me.”

Loki just mumbled your name as he cupped your chin and gently turned you so you met his gaze. There was a sure look in his eyes, and it told you everything you needed to know. This time, it was Loki who closed the gap between your faces, kissing you once more. His kiss was more tender, but very purposeful, and Loki wasted no time in darting his tongue past your lips.

You moaned into the kiss as you lost yourself in the emotions once more. For a moment, you forgot where you were as Loki became your entire world. Nothing existed beyond him and his kiss. And the taste of him was immediately intoxicating.

But, neither of you could stay like that forever, and after one last peck on your lips, Loki broke away. He stayed close to you, however, and his voice stayed low and soft and comforting, “Let’s get you out of here.”

Without a word, you nodded.

“Sorry it’s not much,” you stood nervously at your front door as you let Loki inside your place, “It must be completely different than what you’re used to…”

Loki caressed you as he reassured you, “It’s wonderful, darling,” he purred. Truthfully, he wasn’t even paying much attention to your place; Loki couldn’t take his eyes off of you.

Feeling his heavy gaze on you, you turned back from where your eyes wandered around the living space and you felt a tingle up your spine at the way Loki eyed you, “Loki…” you whispered.

Time felt like it stopped as you stared into each other’s eyes. Your breath caught in your chest as you felt your heart pound. Between the way his hands cradled your form and the way he looked at you with those dark eyes, you knew exactly what Loki was thinking. And before you lost your nerve, you made your move.

You crashed yourself into him as you pressed your lips into his. Loki immediately yanked your close, his hands roaming up and down your sides as he deepened the kiss. Both of you moaned into each other as you savored the taste of the other. Heat rose in the room as passions erupted, and there was only one thing on both of your minds.

“Bedroom is this way,” you murmured, your tone low, “You want to…?”

“I thought you’d never ask, my lovely,” Loki smirked.

Sliding your hand in his, you led the way, and Loki kept a cheeky grin on his face as he waved his hand the moment you crossed into the bedroom. Suddenly, all your clothes were piled neatly on the dresser, his next to yours. Before you could react to his antic, Loki pounced on you, crashing both your bodies onto the bed.

You landed on your back with Loki overtop of you. You gasped as you found yourself in such a vulnerable position, yet you weren’t scared. You could never be scared of Loki. No, there was a different feeling that pulsed through your veins, and it made your body warm at the thought of what was to come.

Loki hovered over you, his hands on either side of your body. As he trailed up and down your figure with his eyes, Loki felt his cock harden and his heartbeat quicken, “You are absolutely lovely,” he purred, “A decadence of perfection.”

All you could do was whimper as your mind went blank. No one ever whispered such sweet and beautiful words to you, or about you, before. Your hands roamed all over Loki’s bare chest, and you felt a rush of need between your legs as he groaned at your touch. “Please, Loki,” you whispered, “Don’t tease me right now.”

He smiled down at you as he caressed the side of your head, “Don’t worry, darling,” Loki’s tone was just as low as yours, “Let me show you how a god makes love.”

The moan you let out echoed in the room as Loki leaned in and attached his lips to your skin. With expert precision, he nibbled and licked and sucked at every spot that made you mewl, as if he had touched you a thousand times before. Loki groaned into your skin as he kissed his way across your chest before latching onto your nipple.

You arched your back, allowing Loki more access to your body as you dug into his shoulders. Your mind swam in pleasure as he swirled his tongue around your nipple, driving you wild. Bucking your hips into his, you murmured his name once more, begging him for more.

“I’ve got you, darling,” Loki hummed as he kissed his way back up your body, “Exquisite,” his voice was a low rumble that went right to your core. Loki noticed of course, “You like that, darling?” he asked, amused.

He didn’t give you the chance to properly answer as he rocked his hips against yours, dragging his cock between your legs. The action made you moan even louder and you dropped your head down onto the mattress. “Fuck… Loki…”

He exhaled sharply with a grin as he did it again, feeling a tingle up his down spine as he rocked himself against your body. But, as much as Loki wanted to prolong this, the way you cried out, and especially moaned his name, made him more impatient than usual. “Are you ready, darling?” he asked as he reached between your bodies and lined his cock up with your entrance.

“Yes,” you replied immediately, “Please, Loki.”

Loki groaned as he slowly pushed himself inside you, feeling your warmth engulf him. Both of you gasped loudly as he filled you inch by inch. You cried out as he pushed deeper inside you, and you wrapped your arms and legs around him as much as you could, holding him tightly.

Once Loki’s hips met yours, he immediately started a slow yet harsh pace. Skin slapped against skin as Loki drove his cock into you over and over again. Your mouth dropped open as the moans and cries flowed freely- music to his ears.

“That’s it, darling,” Loki purred, “So beautiful…” he mourned your name as he lost himself in you.

As Loki’s cock hit that one spot deep inside you, your eyes shot open and you screamed louder, “Loki! Fuck! Yes!”

He growled as he picked up his pace, aiming for that spot every time, “I’m close too, darling,” he groaned, “Fuck, you’re so lovely.”

“Loki…” you whimpered as you saw stars and felt your skin tingle.

It only took a few more thrusts for you to completely fall apart and you came with a loud scream. Your nails dug into his skin as your entire body trembled. Never in your life had you felt a pleasure like this, and it brought fresh tears to your eyes from the overwhelming sensations.

Loki groaned as he watched the spectacle you put on just for him. His arms trembled as he fought to keep himself overtop of you, not wanting to miss a moment of your climax. Although you couldn’t hear over your screams, Loki mumbled soft praises as you came on his cock. And he had never seen anything in the nine realms more beautiful than you were right there in that moment.

And that was when Loki couldn’t hold back any more. He came hard, his own orgasm overtaking his entire body. And Loki did something he had never done before in bed- he moaned your name as he spilled himself deep inside you. Tears of his own formed in the corners of his eyes as he gave one last thrust before he fell forward.

Heavy breaths filled the room as you both came down from your highs. Loki placed a series of feather light kisses on your skin wherever he could reach as he caressed your body tenderly. Once he gathered his strength, he carefully pulled out of you, kissing the side of your head as you gasped. Loki didn’t go far, though, and he settled in your bed with you gathered safely and secretly in his arms. Together, the two of you laid like that for several moments in a comfortable silence.

Until you broke it with a question that had been on your mind for some time, “Why me?” you asked.

Loki grinned, “Remember the day we first met?” he paused as you nodded, “You can see beyond what’s in front of you, and that, my lovely, is a rare occurrence in the universe,” Loki cradled you in his arms as you let out a deep breath, “Sleep now. I’ll watch over you. You’re always safe with me.” He placed a feather light kiss on your head.

“I know I am,” you yawned contently, “Loki I…” you fell asleep mid thought.

Loki watched you for some time as he whispered to your sleeping form, “I’ll protect you, darling. No one will ever harm you again, I’ll make sure of it.”

As Loki watched you sleep, he noticed that the beat of your heart was the exact same rhythm that drew him to earth time and time again. It was like a siren song that called out to him although neither if you were aware of it. Was it soulmates, as your people would call it? Perhaps… but Loki was never one to believe such fables… until now. He smirked to himself before he fell asleep in the last place he expected. But it was right where he belonged. And you were right where you belonged: safely in his arms.

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lokisbiiiitch1993 · 5 months

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Imagine visiting King Loki in the Throne Room

I just looove this gif

Nsfw thoughts under the cut

Kneeling in front of him

Biting your Lips

calling him my King

you can't decide if you want to give him a Blowjob

or ride him and hold on to his Horns

I need to write a Fic about it omg that's soo hot

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fandxmslxt69 · 9 months

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I'm Proud of You

Loki Laufeyson x f!reader

Warnings: Suggestions at problematic friends/family/people. Loki's over-protectiveness, maybe? Swearing, um. Probably a lot of bad sentence structure and grammar and horrible flow if that bothers anyone

A/N: This is shitty and really absolutely horrible and trash, it's 2:20am, I'm tired and I feel so fucking drained and I'm so done with everyone, and I guess Loki's who I always turn to in shitty times. I might take this down later, given how I wrote it in like an hour and it's probably sooo OOC, but I needed some comfort, so here's this I guess? If you're having a hard day, or have been having a hard time, please know that you're amazing and if no one's told you, I'm proud of you for being here <3 -Clem

Synopsis: Loki's there, through the good and the bad.

Word count: 1.5k

Fucking stupid.

You slammed the door to your room, feeling tears sting your eyes. You knew you shouldn’t be feeling this hurt, but you genuinely couldn’t ease the ache in your chest, and as hard as you wiped at your eyes, the tears just fell down your face. You felt a sob build up your throat as you collapsed on your bed, the exhaustion of the day finally washing over you. Today was supposed to be a good day. It wasn’t meant to end with you crying. You crawled up to your pillow, burying your face in it as you cried your heart out. Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck.

You couldn’t stop the sobs ripping out of you no matter how hard you tried. It’s stupid, you shouldn’t be crying over something so small, but sometimes it just hits and you just can’t stop it. You had no idea how long you sat there crying, but your loud sobs slowly turned into quiet hiccups and gasps, and your flowing tears became sniffles and painful breathing. It was like everything hurt, and somehow even after all those tears shed, your eyes still watered whenever you thought about it.

You sniffled, rolling onto your back and staring at the ceiling of your room. This is fucking stupid.

Doesn’t mean it hurt any less. You wiped your cheeks, taking a deep breath.

Okay. It’s fine. This is fine.

You stared at your room, your breathing slowly down as you worked through the last bit of emotional troubles. You blinked once, twice, and suddenly you were hyper aware of how alone you were, of how it reminded you of all those times you cried quietly in the bathroom so no one could hear you.

Huh.

You let out a sort of half laugh that dissolved into another sob as fresh tears sprung in your eyes.

Alone.

Just like always.

You dug the heels of your palms into your eyes, trying to stop yourself from another breakdown, but you could feel your cheeks getting wet as you curled up on yourself, knees pulled tightly to your chest as a new wave of sobs wracked through your body. You didn’t realise someone had entered your room until you felt a gentle hand on your shoulder, moving down to rub your back softly. You gasped quietly, surprised by the touch until you looked up and saw Loki smiling softly. “I-” You started, your voice raw from crying, but Loki only shook his head. “Sh, it’s alright,” He scooted closer onto the bed, wrapping his arms around you and pulling you into him. You sobbed harder as he flooded your senses- his lingering scent of leather and earth, his touch making your skin buzz with joy. The tears came faster now as you buried your face in his chest, fisting his shirt tightly.

Loki.

Loki, here. Right now.

You felt a sense of relief crash through your system as you melted completely into him, your body moulding against his as he stroked your hair and whispered soft things to you, his hold on you tight and secure.

Loki. Loki. Loki.

Loki.

His name rang through your head a dozen times, as if your brain was trying to process the fact that he was here.

Loki didn’t let go of his tight hold on you until your sobs faded into ragged breathing and sniffles. He pulled away just a little to look at you properly, his hand coming up to wipe your cheeks.

“My beautiful girl,” He pressed a kiss to your head. “Who’s making you cry, darling, hm?” His voice was soft, loving and easy like it always was, but you could swear up and down that there was something angry hiding behind it, and when you looked up at him properly, you were absolutely certain his eyes were storming with a growing anger. Is he angry at me? You thought, but then his gaze softened as if he heard you, and he pressed another kiss to your forehead. “You can take your time, yes? I’ll wait until you want to talk,” You shake your head, “Don’t wanna talk about it,” “Alright, that’s perfectly fine. You know I’d never ask you to tell me something you don’t want to share,” He smiled then, but there was something twisted about it. “But, if someone is making my precious goddess hurt like this, and cause her such distress, I’ll need a story eventually,” “Why?” You hiccuped, resting your head on his chest as you fiddled with the hem of his shirt. You could feel the last of your breakdown work its way through your systems, and being in Loki’s arms helped. “So you could go beat them up?”

He stayed quiet, and your head snapped up to look at him. “Loki.” “Yes, darling?” He tried to feign an innocent look. “You can’t go beating up people,” “But I won’t. Beating up is a truly ugly way of saying it. I’d never “beat up” someone. It’s disgraceful to my title as a god,” You shake your head again, wiping the last of your tears from your eyes. “Still can’t hurt people,” “Why not? They hurt you,” “Yeah but-” “But?” “It’s unethical?” You tried to reason. He raised an eyebrow. “Right,” He absolutely did not sound convinced.

In all honesty, at the back of your mind, you really didn’t have much against him going out after them. Well, maybe not to kill them, but maybe a little chat. It was kind of…romantic? Hot? That he was ready to shed blood just at the sight of you in tears. You sighed, the simple act of thinking thoughts making you feel heavy. You wrapped your arms around him in a tight hug. “I’m so tired,” You mumbled. “Did you sleep last night?” “Not that kind of tired,”

You felt exhausted just having this conversation.

“Ah, I see. How about….we cuddle and sleep, and then,” He kissed your forehead again. “When you wake up, I’ll run you a bath, and get you some food, and if you feel ready to talk, we’ll talk. If not, we can do…anything else you wish to do,” He smiled. “What do you think?”

Your heart squeezed. We. We. We. We.

He was a part of you, even on the bad days.

“Okay,” You nodded slowly. “Sounds good,” With a snap of his fingers, he had you changed out of your regular clothes and into the comfiest PJs you had. He didn’t even bother detaching himself, simply lifting you up with him as he moved into the bed properly and laying down, his body pressed as close to yours as possible. You didn’t really talk much after that, just laying together in bed as you felt the day catch up to you as your mind drifted in and out of sleep. Loki held you tight, peppering kisses anywhere he could.

“I know you think the world’s out for you,” He said softly. You hummed, his words slowly processing through your sleepy brain. “I thought so too. But then, I met you,” He rubbed your sides. “And things were still hard, and it was still painful, but I was given someone to share that pain with. Someone who could ease the ache a little and make it easier to breathe,” His voice dropped to a gentle whisper as you pressed closer to him, his words wrapping around your heart as you yawned lightly. “I know you’re hurting, and I know sometimes it’s too much to share, but I hope you know that whatever it is that bothers you, you can tell me. And,” He tightened his hold on you, smiling a little when he realised you were half way asleep. “I hope you know that I’m incredibly proud of you, my little mortal, for being so strong despite it all. You helped me learn so much, and you gave me a new reason to live. You’re beautiful, kind and so talented. I’m proud of you for everything you do- even something as little as drinking water. I love you more than you could possibly know,” You reached up and covered his face with your hand in a bad attempt to stop him from talking. You still felt shitty, and something in you still hurt, but his words seemed to almost…crack through that, and plant a little piece of happiness in there. He laughed, taking your hand and kissing it. “What was that one quote? The one people use all the time?” You hummed sleepily. “Dunno,” He paused, thinking, before his eyes sparked with realisation. “If I loved you less, I might be able to talk about it more,” He kissed your hand again. You chuckled softly, before yawning again. “Oh, that one,” That was cute. “So cheesy,” “Right, I’ll stop talking then,” He pulled you closer. At this rate, he might just be trying to absorb your soul into him. “I like hearing you talk though,” You squeezed his hand lightly. “Then we’ll talk plenty more later,” He kissed your head again, and you smiled softly as sleep started to wash over you.

Breakdowns really were draining.

“I absolutely adore you, my perfect girl,” He said, and as you fell asleep, you couldn’t help but think, you’re not alone anymore.

Loki was here.

Loki was always here.

#enjoy or whatever.#tried so hard not to pour all my issues in this so it could at least be as general of a comfort thing as possible.#loki laufeyson #loki x reader #mcu #marvel #loki #loki x f!reader #loki comfort #loki laufeyson fic #loki fluff #loki laufeyson fluff #loki marvel #loki of asgard

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ameliora-j · 1 year

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hi nani <3 happy valentine's day <3

for twisted tuesday: stepdad!loki

he's so posessive--like, in the extreme. borders on obsessive. at first you liked having a man so genuinely interested in the things you had to say. at first he was your mom's good-looking, if not mean-tongued husband. at first you thought it was sweet that he would tell you to text him if you got there safe, where you were, etc--thought that he cared about you.

at first it was just too-close brushes of your bodies. a certain look in his eyes you thought you were imagining. now, he puts his hand on your thigh under the dinner table and squeezes. now, he leaves bruises in the shapes of fingers and teeth.

happy valentines day angel!! <3

𐐪𐑂 it’s twisted tuesday ! send in ur dark au requests :>

content: daddy kink, stepcest, smut, size kink, cnc, dark content,, ALL ACTS ARE PERFORMED BETWEEN CONSENTING ADULTS! THIS POST IS 18+ MDNI

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he’s so mean and degrading. while he’s pounding into you ferociously as you’re singing praises to his name. your legs are thrown up over his shoulder, the golden anklet with a charm resembling his thorns dangling off your leg. “daddy please!” you’re begging, clenching tightly around him as you try to fend off your third orgasm of the night. “please i can’t do anymore!” you sob.

“it’s so cute that you think i’d care darling. you’re just a toy for my pleasure. now lay there and take daddy’s cock like a good slut” and take it you do, loving the way he’s gripping your hips for dead life, leaving bruises in the shape of his fingers and fucking his little stepdaughter with no shame

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buckymorelikefuckme · 25 days

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a list of the drabbles i wrote to celebrate reaching 1k followers! a massive thank you to everyone who participated, it meant the world to me :) xoxoxo

bucky barnes x reader - humor, fluff

wanda maximoff x reader - teasing, fluff

wanda maximoff x reader - soft, fluff

steve rogers x reader - simp steve, fluff

wanda maximoff x reader - soft, fluff

loki laufeyson x reader - friends to lovers

wanda maximoff x reader - friends to lovers, fluff

steve rogers x reader - friends to lovers

wanda maximoff x reader - implied smut*

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lizmaximoff · 1 year

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Hi friend! For the drabble requests, how about one with Loki and Reader reuniting after a mission (or something)? Can’t wait to see what you come up with!

AREN'T WE A PAIR? - Loki Laufeyson x f!Reader

Rating: T Warnings: Mentions of violence. Summary: After being transported in the midst of battle, you're left to ponder on the nature of yours and Loki's relationship. What happens once you're reunited?

Send Loki x Reader requests here!

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A/N: I'm trying to get back into fic-writing again! I have a small multi-chapter fic for Loki planned, but, in the meantime, I would love to fill some drabble requests for our God of Mischief. Don't be afraid to send some my way!

The last thing that you remembered was hearing Loki shout your name as the rest of the world slipped away in a vacuum.

It had been one week since you were ripped away from him in the heat of battle, leading you somewhere dewy and warm - somewhere off-planet.

It was only the two of you in the Hydra base that evening, stumbling upon a sorcerer who had developed a new serum from remnants of the tesseract. You had lost track of how many soldiers' throats you had slit or how many bodies Loki had thrown against the wall. The only thing that ruined your streak was touching the remnant of the tesseract when it became within reach. And then nothing.

You had absolutely no idea if Loki was dead or alive for seven whole days. You lost count of how many distress signals you sent to the Avengers compound. It wasn't until this morning that you finally got a signal back from Fury.

Here you were, twelve hours later, on a ship back to earth with Steve and Clint. You hadn't been given much information regarding the mission, but Steve did tell you that Loki was safe which was really all that you cared about.

Being isolated this past week gave you a lot of time to think about the complexities of the relationship between you and Loki. You'd been friends for nearly a year, opening up yourselves more and more to each other with each movie night, game session and mission. You knew you had started to develop feelings for him a couple of months ago, but the strict requirements of work to focus on the mission ahead made you push those feelings away.

You couldn't even focus on your own mortality as you fought to survive on your own. All you could think about was if Loki had persevered in the battle that you had left him in. Your guilt almost ate you alive. You didn't know if you'd even get the chance to tell him about how he made your stomach flip whenever he chuckled under his breath at one of your jokes or how warm you felt your chest become whenever he sat next to you.

These were the only thoughts that plagued your mind as you sat on the seat of the ship staring at your lap, your knee shaking so harshly that you couldn't even begin to try to blame it on the jet engines beneath your feet. Your thumb's nail was lodged between your teeth, biting nervously as the minutes ticked away.

You were shaken from your reverie as you heard the Captain's footsteps approach, causing you to look up at him with a silent gasp.

"You all good over here?" Steve asked, tilting his head as he planted his hands on his hips.

You sighed with a shrug, "I'm alive."

"Thank god for that," he replied with a chuckle, sitting in the unoccupied seat next to you. "Do you want to talk about it?"

Right next to Loki, you would consider Steve to be your closest friend on the team. You'd been like brother and sister since you joined the team years ago after the incident in Sokovia. You knew you couldn't hide your feelings from Steve - he probably knew you better than you knew yourself at this point.

"Not really - no," you bit your lip, avoiding his stare.

He nodded his head, rubbing his hands together, "You do know I'm not going anywhere until you do, though, right?"

You rolled your eyes, tossing your head back against the seat with a grunt, "I just need to think, Steve."

He smiled with tight lips, "You know - he was worried about you, too."

You turned to him slowly, smiling sadly. You had never mentioned anything to him, but you should have known you'd been obvious, "What are you talking about?"

"Horns," he deadpanned. "Who else would I be talking about?"

"Clint," you motioned over to the archer sarcastically with a chuckle.

"We all knew you could handle yourself," he replied, crossing his arms. "For christ's sake, you've survived atomic blasts and being strangled by two super soldiers. You're probably as un-killable as Loki is."

You snorted at that, shaking your head, "So why would he be worried, then?"

"Why would you be worried about him?" he replied knowingly.

"I just don't want to ruin what we have," you groaned, rubbing your face with your palms in frustration.

"I don't think you'll be taking that big of a risk," he shrugged. "I've never seen him so concerned. You're all he talked about the entire week. You know - he was the one who found your signal, not Fury."

Your stomach fluttered at the thought, "Well, he is persistent."

"That's one word for it," he smirked, bumping your shoulder with his own.

The rest of the ride home went by smoothly, the three of you joking around and catching up over the last week. You were actually slightly relieved to not think about Loki for more than five minutes.

As the ship began to land on the campus, you stared straight ahead at the door, tapping your foot impatiently. You could always just continue on like things have always been. Or...well, maybe we wouldn't think about an "or."

It shouldn't have surprised you to be met with a pair of striking blue eyes no more than twenty feet away from you. You sighed in relief, your shoulders physically slumping from the weight of Loki's safety being lifted from your shoulders. You felt your face break into a wide smile.

Similarly, Loki's chest rose deeply as he saw you appear from the shuttle, his breath nearly stuttering as he saw you descend with the same gorgeous smile he hadn't been able to get out of his head the past week. He felt himself being pulled towards you, the both of you jogging towards one another.

You met in the middle in a warm embrace, the both of you whimpering at the feeling of each other.

Relief.

His arms wrapped around your waist tightly, his head nestled in the crook of your neck as he inhaled you. You smiled, feeling yourself tear up as you put your face in the loose curls that fell to his shoulders. You never thought that you'd smell the scent of his shampoo and cologne again.

"I thought I had lost you," Loki whispered against your neck, his lips whispering a kiss against your skin.

"Me, too," you cried, curling your fingers in his hair.

He parted from you slowly before cupping your cheeks gently, "What the hell happened?"

"I still don't really understand," you whispered, your eyes never leaving his face. "I think some of the remnant power of the Tesseract transported me."

He couldn't help but chuckle, "Well, aren't we a pair? Tied together by the power of the Tesseract."

You rolled your eyes, letting your hands rest on his shoulders, "I take it you killed the rest of the base."

"I don't remember much," he replied solemnly. "I tend to black out in fits of rage."

You frowned, tracing the lines on his forehead, "I missed you."

He whispered your name, pressing his forehead to your own, "I cannot believe how much I missed you, love."

You inhaled sharply through your nose. Something in his eyes twinkled, and at that moment you knew that you would never have the guts to do this again.

You leaned forward and captured his lips with your own, hearing him gasp lightly before he replied in kind. It was sweet and full of adoration, your lips dancing against one another before breaking apart for a breath.

"Never leave me like that again, darling," he whispered against your lips.

"I won't, Lokes," you said with a smile. "I promise."

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classickook · 2 years

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how about forever? | loki odinson

pairing: loki odinson x asgardian!fem!reader

summary: when loki miraculously shows up after faking his death, you’re not too happy to see him. (takes place around ragnarok’s timeline.)

warnings: angst with fluff, some swearing, mentions of death

word count: 2.1k

a/n: why do i keep writing random oneshots instead of working on my main series lol 🙃 also this is my first loki fic so i hope it’s somewhat decent?

asgard had always been blessed with perfect weather: greenery all around and blue skies for miles, the golden landscapes reflecting the gilded sunlight’s rays in unlimited warmth and comfort; however, today seemed to be exceptionally more beautiful than usual. the flowers smelled a bit sweeter and the birds overhead flew by with increased vigor.

something was noticeably different in the air, but you couldn’t quite figure out what it was.

a slew of asgardians were gathered about the courtyard, enjoying a performance of sorts to celebrate the gods as food and drink were passed around, and joyous energy and laughter were shared. it was a good day, especially for you, and you were staring to feel happy for once in quite a long time.

that is, until the familiar green and gold garb of a certain god crept into your peripheral. your face felt hot as hurt and anger washed over you upon realizing that the view before you was not an illusion or a figment of your imagination.

“you lying piece of shit,” you seethed, shoving at his hard chest and feeling pleased that he stumbled back a step. “you had me thinking you were dead!”

“with all due respect, darling—” loki started but you quickly cut him off.

“don’t call me that,” you warned, poison dripping off your tongue. “is this a joke to you, oh, great god of mischief?“ you asked sarcastically.

silence fell upon the courtyard, including the performance up front that was now on pause, as you dug into odin’s infamous son with pure hatred and spite, like a predator feasting upon its kill.

you walked toward him with fire in your eyes, burning him with your stare. he stepped back as you approached, his hands raised in surrender, until you practically backed him into a corner. “how dare you,” you said through gritted teeth. “how dare you manipulate your abilities for some sick, twisted joke like this. as you can clearly see, i’m not laughing.”

“i know. i know,” he said as he carefully lowered his hands back down to his sides as if he were afraid you would lash out at him for moving. “and i’m sorry, i am. i know that’s not enough for what i did, but i can explain everything.”

“explain what? that this was another one of your little schemes to manipulate those around you? to have us mourn your death for nothing just so you could get a little kick out of deceiving all of asgard?” you scoffed. “you make me sick.”

“i know,” he repeated desperately, brows pinching together over his blue eyes that seemed almost vulnerable, glossy. “it was wrong of me and i realize that now. just let me expl—”

“no,” you said firmly, pointing an index finger into his chest. “you shut your mouth, laufeyson.”

he flinched slightly at your tone and the use of his true surname, the remaining ties to his hidden form always clinging to him no matter how hard he tried to bury that part of himself. you should’ve felt bad, you knew that, but you were far too angry with him to sympathize or be reasonable.

“i don’t want to hear it. just leave me alone—for good this time.” you turned on your heel and stormed off, leaving loki behind in a sea of silent and confused onlookers to stare after your retreating form. if you had glanced back for even a moment, you would have seen the shadow of sorrow and guilt that crossed the god’s features over his actions and how much they had hurt you. but you didn’t. it took everything in you to not turn around.

you bit the inside of your cheek as you made the trek back to your quarters, slamming the gilded door shut and dropping to your bed with a broken sigh. now in the privacy of your room, you could let the façade melt away to reveal the heartbroken girl that was hiding just beneath the surface.

you had missed him without a doubt, but he didn’t need to know that. the god of mischief didn’t need to become aware of your feelings for him and how distraught you were upon word of his death, going about your daily life afterwards with that pinching sorrow niggling in your chest no matter how hard you tried to tamp it down.

you loved him. foolish of you, really, to be drawn to someone so deceiving and untrustworthy, yet somehow you grew rather fond of him over the years. he always managed to make you laugh and his countless tricks between boring lessons were always the highlight of your day, but this—this was taking things too far. it was disgusting and unforgivable for him to lead you on like that just to fake his death in a display of his unmatched power.

all those months of sleeping in an old shirt of his until the scent of him was no longer present, cuddling against his pillow and hoping he would visit your dreams—anything for just a tiny, fleeting remembrance of him to get you through each day of your mourning period.

it turned out that all of those tears and moments locked away in your room were for nothing. you felt like such a fool; he had made you feel like this.

humiliation washed over you as your varying stages of grief settled in and you realized that, more than anything, you were just sad. angry at first, but now… it was like your heartbreak from before was repeating itself all over again, like you could never fully rid yourself of his memory or his impact on your life, whether dead or alive.

your head dropped into your hands as you cried over him for the nth time. god, how stupid could you possibly be? only you would fall for the god of mischief and grieve for him like a lovesick girl, all naive and juvenile with your feelings.

a small whimper passed your lips as you fell back on the bed, your head meeting the plush of your silk pillow and allowing the familiar comfort of it to soothe you.

you hugged your arms against yourself and closed your eyes, hoping that sleep would take you just for a little while, just a few peaceful moments of escape from this feeling that you just couldn’t move past, no matter how hard you tried.

as your tense limbs finally relaxed and sleep welcomed you in its blissful arms, you heard a faint knock sound against your door. it could only be one person, one god who you dreaded to see more than anything else. why couldn’t you have fallen asleep already? why couldn’t you avoid this confrontation with the man who stole your heart and died along with it.

the knock sounded again, a bit louder this time, and you rolled over in bed to stare at the wall with your back facing the door. “go away,” you said, hating how your voice cracked, drawing attention to your dismay as you wept in the privacy of your room. not so private now, it seemed.

“please, darling,” the voice asked quietly yet it traveled its way over to you as if the speaker was right by your ear. “please let me in.”

you bit your lip until the taste of iron flooded your mouth. you wanted to scream or cry or fling your pillow at his face, but instead, you offered a weak, “come in.”

the door clicked open followed by hesitant footsteps against the floorboards. you refused to face loki, choosing to remain facing the wall as the saltiness of your tears dried on your cheeks.

“may i sit?” he asked softly.

“…fine.”

the rustling of fabric met your ears as loki sat on top of the covers along the edge of your bed, keeping enough distance between your bodies to be considered appropriate. then, a gentle hand rested on your shoulder, his thumb stroking you through the thin material of your gown in soothing motions meant to offer some semblance of comfort. it only made you want to cry more. oh, how you had missed his touch; just being in his presence like this was enough to capture the breath from your lungs in a vice-like grip.

“do i really mean so little to you?” you asked suddenly.

his hand stilled. “what? no! no, of course not. darling, look at me please,” he requested as he coaxed you onto your back so he could see you fully. you complied and felt a sort of dread settle in your stomach at the way his face fell upon seeing your wet cheeks and red-rimmed eyes.

“oh, y/n,” he breathed, brows knitted in genuine confusion and concern. “why would you think that?”

“because you left me. you had me to believe you were dead,” you replied quietly with a slight shrug. “where were you all this time and why didn’t you come back sooner?” your voice raised gradually as each question left your lips; exasperation over what he had done and desperation for some sort of answer evident in your tone.

“i know, i’m sorry. i know,” he repeated again and again, voice clogged with tears as his guilt multiplied, “and you have every right to be furious with me, but i’ll explain everything to you, i promise. there’s so much i need to tell you, and i will. i’m not going anywhere now. i’m not leaving you again.”

“you don’t even realize what that did to me, do you?”

his eyes squeezed shut and you noticed a tear sliding passed his closed lids, trickling down his pale cheek to collect along his sharp jawline. you hesitantly reached up to wipe it away with the pad of your thumb, deciding to stay there a moment longer as you gently cradled his chin in your palm. loki’s own hand raised to rest against yours, slender fingers intertwining as he tilted his head enough to press a soft kiss to your palm.

“i really am sorry,” he whispered, breath warm against your skin.

you sniffled lightly before retracting your hand from his grasp, ignoring the small noise of surprise that rose in his throat as you pushed yourself up into a sitting position and leaned forward to rest your head on his shoulder, arms wrapping around his waist in a lover’s embrace.

“i missed you,” you muttered into the familiar green and gold material of his clothing.

his head lowered to rest his cheek against your hair, pressing a soft kiss there as he held you close. “you have no idea how much i missed you, darling. i’m sorry i didn’t come back sooner. i’m sorry i didn’t tell you, and i’m sorry you had to suffer on account of my actions.”

you nuzzled against him, allowing yourself to relax and release all of your anger and sorrow and rage as he held you. after all this time, you finally felt like you could breathe, like a weight had been lifted off your shoulders and you could see the world clearly again.

“i’ll make it up to you, i swear it,” he whispered fiercely. “and even then, if you’re still furious with me, i’ll understand and i’ll leave you alone for good… like you wanted.”

you sat back and lifted your head to meet his gaze, eyes just as glossy as yours probably were. “i’ll let you explain, loki. i’ll give you that chance, but if you ever do something like that to me again, if you deceive me in any way, as the god of mischief or as loki odinson, i’m done. do you understand?”

he nodded quickly as if scolded, which he essentially was, and raised his hands to your cheeks, his palms cool against your heated skin. “i understand. i’m not betraying your trust ever again, you have my word.”

your lips twitched slightly as a small smile threatened to break through. “for now, though… could you just hold me for a while?”

his cheeks pulled up in a sweet smile, eyes crinkling at the corners in pure relief. this was his second chance and he wasn’t about to fuck it up. not with you, not this time.

“absolutely,” he replied, tugging you back against his chest and lowering the two of you onto the bed, his arm wrapped snuggly around your waist. “i’m here for as long as you want me.”

you nuzzled into the crook of his neck, inhaling the familiar scent of him that you had missed so much, the real thing in front of you rather than an old shirt or pillowcase. a genuine smile stretched across your lips at having him in your arms again, the reminder of your heartbreak temporarily shoved to the back of your mind as you relished in his presence.

“how about forever?” you asked.

you practically heard the smile in his voice as he answered, “sounds good to me, darling.”

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spncupcake · 1 year

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“Hey!”

Part 1 || Part 2

Genre: Fluff

Prompt: Secret relationship

Warnings: Cursing, Suggestiveness

Word Count: 1,106

“I did it!” Wanda suddenly yelled. You jumped as she approached you, hands tightening around your book.

“Did what?” Your eyes met hers in a questioning stare.

“I erased the video footage!” She whispered.

“Oh! Thank you!” You smiled and looked back down at the book you were reading. There was no response, but yet you could still feel her presence, so you looked back up again. All you could see was a mischievous smirk plastered on her way too pretty face.

“Yes?”

“Nothing. Didn’t know you and the God of Mischief would be so….hmm what’s the word? Quirky?”

Your mouth fell open and your body lost all color. Immediately you felt cold and shivered, slamming your book shut. “Why the hell did you watch it? The only thing we did was ask you to delete it! Not watch!”

“Watch and delete what?” Tony’s voice questioned. You spun around, eyes wide as your body drained even more - if that was possible. You were hot with anger.

“Nothing. Excuse me!” You huffed and went to storm out of the living room, but Tony’s hand stopped you. His fingers wrapped around your bicep, holding you in place. “Don’t touch me!” You jerked to try and rid of him, but he didn’t budge.

“I’d suggest you let her go, Stark.” A new voice intruded. A shiver went down your back as you heard Loki speak. Tony felt it and gave you a weird look, but not before he let your arm go. You took a step back, released a heavy sigh and turned to leave the room. Your feet took towards Loki’s suite quickly. A quiet space that wasn’t your own is most definitely what you needed to calm down. You threw your book onto his bed, marching towards his balcony and throwing the french doors open. You stood outside and brewed in your anger for a while, eyes scrunched. The fall breeze made you relax and you exhaled several times, nice and slow.

“Darling?” Loki’s voice came out soft so as to not scare you. A hum of acknowledgment came from you, his arms wrapping around your middle. Your back met his chest, his lips placing a chaste kiss behind your ear. “What happened?”

You leaned into him further. “Wanda told me she deleted the footage. Then she added that she didn’t know we could be so damn quirky, as she said. Tony overheard us chatting about something being deleted and asked us.”

There was no reaction and silence from Loki for several minutes before he took a deep breath. “I’m so sorry, darling. I didn’t mean to cause you any pain.” This time your eyebrow scrunch was confusion instead of anger. You turned in Loki’s arms, wrapping your own around his neck and pulling yourself against him.

“What?”

“I should have known not to instigate anything in the kitchen. I was not thinking in the moment of passion.” His eyes seemed to be piercing holes into your soul and your heart clenched - and then in love.

“Loki! You didn’t cause this. I’m as much to blame as you are. It takes two to tango, my love. Plus, we’ve been needing to tell everyone anyway.” His grip tightened as he pulled you impossibly closer to his hard body. You gasped at the action, arms tightening around him.

“I will only allow you to include all if you are decidedly fair with it yourself.”

“Allow me?” You quirked. He smiled in reply, bending to press his lips to yours. He drug you to his silken sheets, loving on you for hours on end until you both could take no more. You sighed in content, rolling yourself to cuddle into Loki’s chest. His hand went around to your back, slowly dragging towards your ass. He gripped at the chunky flesh, squeezing and kneading. You mewled at the action, pressing your naked chest to his. His hand slipped further, wrapping around your thigh and bringing your leg to wrap around his hip.

“Loki!” You giggled, pressing a hand to his chest to put space between you. He pushed back, nuzzling into your neck and pressing soft kisses to the soft skin. “We must clean up and go have a talk with the team, my love.” He huffed in aggravation, pulling away slowly.

“Stay here while I go get a cloth, darling.”

“Hmm. Not rebuttals here. My legs are still rather shaky!” Loki gave no response besides a loving smile.

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A little while later you were both cleaned up, clothed and ready to venture out to gather everyone. Loki rounded all the gentlemen as you rounded the ladies. Everyone sat on chairs and couches, blinking back at you curiously. You wrung your hands together, your heart beating erratically in anxiety. You looked up at your lover, eyes full of worry. It’s okay, my darling. Have faith in everyone. His mind spoke to you. He turned to the team, opening his mouth to explain why you two had collected them all. Natasha and Wanda knew already, of course.

“We are courting!” Loki smiled confidently.

There was a moment of silence before Sam spoke. “Courting?”

“He means that they’re dating. I got that reference!” Steve spoke up. You laughed lightly, his comment giving you confidence to take a step closer to Loki and wrap a hand around his bicep. You nodded.

“Mmhm! We have been courting for almost a year now!”

Steve, Bucky and Sam looked indifferent while everyone else looked confused or repulsed. Tony especially looked repulsed.

“Why the hell would you pick him?”

You gulped and felt Loki flex his bicep in a comforting manner. “We didn’t necessarily pick each other. It kind of just happened.”

“As long as I don’t have to see yall smooching or whatever, then go for it, I guess?” Banner spoke up.

“They’re so cute together though, you guys! Nat and I -“ Wanda froze, all eyes on her as she realized what she was saying. You gave her a What the hell!? look. She shrugged and laughed, clasping her hands together and closing her mouth.

“Darling? Do you have anything to say?” Vision asked her. She shook her head, eyes catching yours as you tried to not threaten her.

“Everyone will eventually find out, ya know?” Nat spoke up.

“Oh for heck’s sake! What is it?!” Tony spewed.

“You better double scrub the kitchen counters!” Wanda yelped as she rushed out of the room to get away from you. There were groans of disgust going around as Loki laughed at this entire situation.

Hey, at least no one was outright mad about you two, right?

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