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I have you || Chapter 2 || 18+ ||

A/N: well, shall we just dive right in?

Warnings: 18+ minors DNI, smut, romantic smut

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Days passed and slowly, Loki was settling into his place on the Hliðskjálf in Odin’s place. He had talked with the dwarves of Nidavellir and, though begrudgingly, they had agreed to assist Asgard in a war against Jötunheim if it came to that.

On a peaceful Friday morning, Loki was sitting on his balcony overlooking all of Asgard and when he looked down over the railing, he saw that many houses and grand buildings no longer held Odin’s sigil, they held his. The symbol of Loki. A farce. He was not an Odinson, not a legitimate King but they didn’t know that. They only knew him as Loki Odinson and that is how it shall stay until Thor returns and Loki can step down from the throne.

Joining him at his side, you looked over the golden city with a happy smile on your face. You held Loki’s hand and rested your head on his shoulder. “We have news from Lady Eir,” you whispered, frowning when Loki tensed up with anticipation, “Odin seems to be slipping into a normal Odinsleep now. He should still remain asleep for at least a decade, but Frigga has every faith that you can hold the fort until the King does wake up.”

“And what of Thor?” Loki asked, “has Serenity spoken to you about anything different with my brother?”

“He’s…managing.” you replied and Loki scowled, knowing how Thor could possibly be reacting to becoming a simple mortal now, “he has made a few allies, Erik Selvig, Darcy Lewis and Doctor Jane Foster. He seems to be taking a liking to the doctor, but she does not appreciate how ill-mannered he is.”

Loki snorted and looked to the blue of the sky with a smirk, “no, Thor has never been one for politeness on Midgard. When we went down in the 18th Century, we barely made it out alive.”

“That is the problem with Thor, he doesn’t learn other world’s customs. He only assumes they are the same as Asgard’s and is really cocky when he is corrected, that is probably why Odin sent him down there, to teach him manners.” As you were speaking, Loki observed his soulmate’s face and grinned, he had never been agreed with before. You were the first one in millennia that saw him for him and that also agreed with how he saw Thor, it was overwhelming sometimes.

Loki led you down to the private gardens reserved only for Queen Frigga and Loki; it had not been used in ages since Queen Frigga had been planning Thor’s coronation and then had been by Odin’s side after he fell into the Odinsleep. Sitting down in the long grass, Loki admired his soulmate and how beautiful you had become over the last century. You had grown into yourself, had become more powerful and much more knowledgeable about the world around you. You were a bright girl and challenged Loki in everything he knew from magic to simple tasks such as riding a horse.

As you sat down, Loki helped you by gently holding your hand and smiling at you and when you were comfortable, he conjured up a picnic blanket and basket, snorting when you slapped him on the arm, “you couldn’t have conjured that blanket up before?!”

With a shrug, Loki opened the picnic basket and started to eat a sandwich while watching you, “I wanted a reaction and I got it.” He finished his sandwich and barely swallowed it when you growled and pushed him down onto the blanket, holding his tunic in your hand.

“You really are a trickster, my King, why do I trust you so?” you whispered and Loki chuckled before leaning up and his hand found your cheek.

“Because you are mine as I am yours, I’d never lie to you, sweet girl,” Loki mumbled, staring deep into your eyes and he noted with a fond look that they seemed to glow with love and pride when he announced his love to you.

You hummed and quickly leaned down, kissing him deeply, feeling him groan and kiss back as you grinned into the kiss, cupping his cheek and pushing yourself against him.

You gasped as he pulled back to nip at your ear, his hands tenderly brushing down your sides as he rolled his hips against yours, his soft pants blowing against your face as you took him in with a bright smile. He already looked so much better like this, so free from his duties as he kissed you and lifted your clothes from your body.

You moaned as your dress was thrown to some forgotten spot, his lips coming in contact with the softness of your breasts, kissing and suckling on your nipples, enjoying the sight of you writhing and moaning beneath him. The God bit your nipple gently, earning a desperate moan from your mouth as he smirked.

"You look so stunning, my love," he whispered, admiration clear in his tone as he stared down at your body on the picnic blanket, "the only snack I could possibly need."

You smirked and spread your legs, your arms reaching up and folding beneath your head as you displayed yourself for him, "so, explore me, my King."

"Oh, darling," he growled, pressing open-mouthed kisses to your skin with a grin on his face that set a fire roaring in your core, "I intend to."

You released a surprised cry when Loki's mouth descended on your aching cunt and you groaned as you held his slicked-back hair, your head pressing into the blanket as you moaned, your eyebrows scrunched in the perfect portrait of pleasure. Loki watched your reactions with a grin before focusing on your clit and bringing you pleasure. He flicked your clit with his tongue as two of his fingers slipped into your awaiting heat and he chuckled when you hissed and your back arched.

Your King knew his way around you, knew just how to make you cum with such grace.

Electric rose through your body and your eyes rolled as you hummed with pleasure, your fingers tightening in his hair as you rode his face through your orgasm. Smiling shyly at him, you rested against the mattress and sighed happily.

"I missed you," you whispered and Loki smiled as he pulled away from your sensitive cunt to press a kiss to your lips. You moaned at the taste of your cunt on his tongue as he kissed you and you pushed your hips against his with a whine.

Laughing, Loki knew what you wanted and he finally threw away his pants to show you his straining cock and your mouth watered at the sight. Meeting your eyes, the God raised an eyebrow with a small smile of concern, "are you sure that you want this? We could always stop, darling."

You shook your head quickly and reached up to cup his cheek, "no, Loki, I want you. I want you so bad. You ruined me for all men!"

Loki smirked at that and lined his cock up with your entrance before slowly pushing in and moaning at the feeling of your tight cunt gripping him tightly. "Oh Norns, you feel amazing," Loki whispered, his head dropping into the crook of your neck as he bottomed out and he bit into your neck as he started to thrust shallowly into you.

Keenly, you wrapped your legs around his hips and released a deep moan as you felt him sink deeper into you. Holding him close to you, you felt him start to thrust harder into you and you moaned as your fingers found his blonde curls again, "Loki! Oh, L-Loki!"

Smirking, Loki continued to make love to you and he pulled away from your neck to sit up on his knees. He pulled one of your legs up to wrap over his shoulder and you screamed with pleasure as he increased the pace of his thrusts. He wanted nothing more than to fuck you forever, no memory of the throne, no memory of his responsibility, just you and him forever combined in the dramatic throes of pleasure.

You moaned loudly, your hand rising up to cup your mouth but the God swatted it away before you could even think.

Loki leaned over you as he felt his release getting near, his brows rising as he chased his pleasure, his thrusts becoming harder and more calculated as he repeatedly struck the spot inside you that brought you to the stars and he watched as you screamed and fell apart on his cock, his orgasm hitting him only seconds later.

"Norns, pet," the God sighed, cupping your cheek and smiling at you, "I love you."

You smiled tiredly and kissed his cheek before whispering, "I love you too, Loki."

After a while, you sat back up and took out a bottle of wine, pouring it into two glasses, “it’s been matured for 10 years, the finest of Alfheim according to their Princess.”

“I wouldn’t expect anything less of Alfheim, to be fair, they always come out with the best of everything and I always find myself so impressed,” Loki hummed, leaning into the blanket as you laid your head on his chest and used your seiðr to be able to drink on a side without the wine spilling.

The two spent hours in the garden together before a guard came over to Loki and informed him of Thor’s imprisonment by S.H.I.E.L.D and Loki almost raged. How dare they lock away his brother! But then he stopped and realised that he could visit him, no one else could but him so he did. He stood in front of the Hliðskjálf and projected himself to the S.H.I.E.L.D base around Mjolnir and watched as the man left Thor alone and only then, did he become visible.

“Thor,” Loki spoke first, watching Thor’s head snap up immediately and he almost smiled at him before realising his mission.

“Loki,” Thor greeted, recognition gleaming in his eyes as he looked at his brother with slight relief, “what are you doing here? Is something happening on Asgard? Is mother alright”

“Mother is well, brother, but father is not. He has fallen into the Odinsleep and mother fears he will ne’er wake again. Lady Eir is trying her best but he has been holding this off for so long that…” Loki trailed off, knowing that Thor got the memo.

“And has mother taken his place?” Thor questioned even though he knew the answer already.

Loki sighed and walked closer to Thor, conjuring a wet cloth to wipe away the blood and grime from his elder brother’s face, “the burden of the throne has fallen on my shoulders, Thor, it was very last second and not many agree I deserve it but I am trying. I am trying to rule as father does, but Lady Sif and the Warriors do not trust.”

“That’s absurd, Loki, they are your friends, they trust you!” Thor shot back quickly, and Loki flinched, hoping Thor didn’t see but he knew that he did.

“They were never my friends, Thor, they only stayed around me because I was your brother. If you had gone away, they would’ve gone with you and not stayed with me. That’s how it’s been for millennia,” Loki replied quietly and observed his brother, finishing his task of cleaning the wounds and mud.

Thor gave pause and analysed every interaction between Loki and his friends, and he realised that they had really only tolerated him because of Thor. Thor shook his head and got on his knees before Loki and wrapped his arms around him, hiding his face in his neck and heaving out a sob, “forgive me, lillebroren min. I have been a terrible brother and I could never atone for it! For what it’s worth… you’d be a great King, Loki, better than me by far.”

“Do not say such things, Thor, you are to be crowned and not me. You prepared all your life and I only learnt diplomacy through books,” Loki mumbled, still shocked from the contact of the hug and he fought back tears.

Thor chuckled sadly and shook his head, embracing Loki tighter and sniffling, “no, Loki, I never listened in my lessons with father. The only lessons I listened to were the ways to use Mjolnir and how to use the Bifrost, anything else was lost to me. You would be a much better King, Loki.”

“You cannot come home, Thor. No matter your sugar-coating, your banishment will keep the peace between Laufey and Asgard long enough for us to come to an agreement.” Loki mumbled, thinking that that is the only reason why Thor is now considering him as his little brother after three centuries of feeling detached from that connection.

“Then please forgive me for my actions, brother, you have saved me from a dark spot more than once and I have disregarded you time after time,” Thor mumbled and Loki froze, not knowing how to process his words, “please do not self-destruct when I am here. I will come home, and you will be my equal, when I am worthy.”

Loki chuckled softly and kissed his forehead before getting up and heading to the other end of the interrogation room, “I shall send General Tyr to collect you if things should go south.”

“Dear brother, I will always respect you. Sister, brother, neither, you are Loki, my sibling.”

Loki nodded and waved goodbye to his brother before he disappeared and reappeared outside beside Mjolnir, it hummed and he reached out a hand to grasp the handle so when he did so and tugged, he wasn’t surprised to find that the hammer would not be lifted by him. Of course, Odin hated him with a passion. A Jötun could never wield Mjolnir, not even the false Prince of Asgard.

Sighing, Loki reappeared in the throne room and you looked up from your book on Hliðskjálf, smiling at him before realising he was crying and you rushed over to him, “dear Prince, what happened on your visit to Thor? Did he threaten you? Must I go down to Earth and split his skull?”

Loki laughed breathily and held his soulmate close to him, running his fingers through your hair, “’twas not my brother's fault I’m crying, he just made me so very happy. He still accepts me after all these years of him wanting me to know my place. ‘twas just an adjustment, that’s all.”

You laughed softly and tenderly held his cheek, pulling his face down so you could see into his eyes, “even after all these years, you still fascinate me. With your magic, with your being, it’s incredible! You’re king and yet you took the time to visit your brother even if it meant facing Odin’s wrath!”

Loki chuckled and held his soulmate close to him as he gazed down into your eyes with such adoration that you were sure that he would drop dead before ever seeing them brimming with pain or heartbreak. You knew deep down that the person Loki seemed to be to everyone else was merely a shield so that none could see the sensitive boy underneath.

“Odin has no claim of what I do, darling, he is in Odinsleep and I am King. Not only that but I am also not his son. Lest you forget that little fact,” Loki hummed as he swayed his beloved and enjoyed the ambiance of the fire crackling in the torches around the room.

You sighed and looked up at Loki, holding his chin to bring him down so he can look at you properly rather than staring at your hair, “yes, your real father is King Laufey of Jötunheim but what of it? Jötunheim was once a contestant for beauty with Asgard. Come, I shall show you.” With that, you led Loki out of the doors to the throne room and through a quick trip with the Bifrost, guided him into your private study in your castle, “mother gave me access to all these documents after her death. All of the history is within these tombs.”

Glancing around the room, Loki was thrilled to finally have new things to learn and when he walked over to a bookcase and opened one of the seemingly new tombs, he found the language inside to be written in Ancient Moonish. His mother had taught him the language with Thor but neither of the boys had truly listened to the old language, “the tales of Yvelda and Nine. What an absurd name for a book. What is it about, my darling?”

Giggling, you stepped up and pointed to a portrait of a woman dressed in a simple gown with an emerald ring on her finger staring them down from her place above the bookshelf, “that is our great-great-grandmother Yvelda. She was Queen of the Moon while Jötunheim was still a prospering society. She wrote this book to celebrate the life of the Nine after a threat to the Yggdrasil was vanquished. She wrote about all of the Nine in a lot of detail but her chapters on Jötunheim and Asgard are by far the longest. Her studies of the two realms consumed most of her time and once our great-grandmother Serina was born, she set about making her second journal. She adapted the Moonish language into that of a language similar to Alfheim.”

Loki listened attentively and nodded his understanding before chuckling, “you have a grand history, my love.”

“It is not the reason I brought you here, the history of Jötunheim is hidden in these books as well. Laufey’s father entrusted Serina with many of their tombs to keep them safe.” you explained and for once, Loki felt admiration for a Jötun. He had not once considered such a thing but now that he saw it, he felt compelled to read every single thing in this room.

Once safely back on Asgard, Loki sighed and sat back in his chambers and thought everything over. Had he been too quick to judge Laufey and his troops? Did Laufey miss his child? Would Laufey want him back when he realised who he was? Would Laufey call out treachery and have Loki executed for betraying Jötnar customs? Loki was terrified. Why couldn’t things be simple?

Another few days passed and after a rather trying talk with Lady Sif and the Warriors Three about rescuing Thor, Loki slumped down onto her bed and cuddled up to her lover. She was fed up with all this trouble, she didn’t want to be King anymore. It took too much time away from you and your perfection, your love, how could Loki live without it?

She knew that the Warriors intended to betray her and honestly? She expected it. She just didn’t know if they would try to twist the truth so Thor would be on their side and not Loki’s. After her talk with Thor, Loki felt much more accepted and loved than she had felt since he became self-aware many centuries ago. She had once had a time where she was presenting as a female and Odin had cut off her long hair and burned it in her fireplace to keep her aware that she was always meant to be Loki prince of Asgard. Never Princess. Always Prince. Thor had accepted her, even then, changing his pronouns constantly by even looking at Loki for even a brief moment.

Thor’s banishment had changed a lot for the young princess, now that she thought of it. She had instantly taken his place as first in line for the throne and perhaps twenty minutes later, she found out that she was Jötun and after that, Odin had sunken into the deepest Odinsleep so now she was King. Queen Loki Odindottir. It sounded perfect, a name she had always told herself would happen one day. Either for her on Asgard or side by side with her beloved on the Moon. Still, one day she believed herself worthy to sit on a throne. Now, Princess Loki Laufeydottir? Out of the question. She would not accept such a horrendous name. She was not Jötnar, she was Aesir and she would be Queen. She had to be.

“I said this once before, Loki, do not let those thoughts consume you,” Loki flinched in surprise and when she turned, she saw you standing at the foot of the bed with a frown on your face, “your thoughts are dangerous when left to fester.”

Loki chuckled and rested her head on her arms, gazing up at her beloved from the angle on the bed, “hello to you too, beloved.”

You sighed and sat on the bed beside Loki, taking one of her hands and kissing the black nails there, “tell me what you think so deeply of, my love, share your pain with me.”

And so, Loki spoke. She spoke of her troubles, her fears, her insecurities and expressed her concern for Thor on Midgard. She told you everything that had happened on Jötunheim with such detail, you might as well have been there.

The night consisted of tears, hugs and many reassuring hugs between the both of them as they reconnected after so long of Loki filling herself with her hatred and remorse. She did not know why she had bottled this all up, but you were there for her anyway. You did not mind.

That night, Loki guided you into the bedroom and laid you down on the blankets, watching as your eyes flooded with love and understanding. You smiled as Loki cradled your cheek and pressed a gentle kiss to your lips, her body pressing against your own as you both sighed happily at the contact.

"Let me show you just how well I can pleasure you," Loki whispered, nipping at your ear and pulling away with a satisfied smirk.

You nodded eagerly and in the next moment, her deft fingers slid into your awaiting heat and curled just right to hit that good spot inside you that her cock constantly found. You swore and rolled your head back in bliss, unable to fight against the demands of your body.

Loki mouthed at your nipple as her thumb connected to your clit and began circling it in calculated motions that brought you the utmost pleasure. As the Queen of Asgard continued to smother you, you felt as if you were floating, your legs wrapped around her hourglass waist and your eyes bravely attempting to keep contact with her own beautiful emerald eyes.

You reached forward and cupped Loki's breast, squeezing gently and smiling as she gasped. The woman had long since ceased producing milk after the loss of her son but you remembered the days when you would sit, fascinated by the art of breastfeeding though you loathed to admit it.

The electric pulse that shot through you took you by surprise and you stared at your Queen in shock, a loud moan escaping your mouth as you rolled your head back. "Loki," you sighed peacefully, rolling your hips so that her fingers would cause more friction inside you, "let me cum."

Loki hummed and leaned down to kiss you, the pace of her thrusting fingers increasing and her magic providing you with another electric pulse, bringing you closer to your orgasm. "Let me see you cum," she commanded, her lips ghosting against the skin of your cheek, "I need to see you fall apart for your Queen."

You moaned loudly as your orgasm hit. You swore to the Norns that you were ruined, that Loki could never be replaced. You never wanted anyone else but Loki, your sweet, handsome, protective Loki!

Panting heavily, you pulled Loki down into a gentle kiss and whined as her fingers pulled out of you. Loki shushed you gently, turning you onto your side and cuddling you as she whispered sweet nothings to you until the Realm of sleep took you back.

In the afternoon of the next day, Loki stood on the balcony and watched as the Bifrost was opened despite his clear demand to Heimdall and he turned on his heel and stormed down to the vaults, Gungnir tight in his grasp, his cloak billowing out behind him and he nodded at all those who stopped to bow and show appreciation. He was a force to be reckoned with when he was angry. Many knew that.

Walking down the hall of the vault, Loki forced himself not to think of the horror that had occurred here between Odin and himself. He stood before the pedestal that once held the Casket and banged Gungnir on the floor. The sound echoed around the room and then, the barrier at the back opened up to reveal the Destroyer. When the monster stood forward, he glared up at it and smirked, “see to it that the Warriors Four do not make it back. Do not harm Prince Thor.”

With a nod, the Destroyer disappeared, Loki felt weak. Although he had given the direct order, he was petrified that the destroyer would in some way harm Thor while doing its duty.

Loki now shook his head and walked away from the chamber, heading up to the meeting floor. Marching inside, the participants instantly shut up and turned to face their King. Sitting at the head of the table, Loki allowed to give off an air of relaxation to keep peace between his council.

“How does Jötunheim fare?” Loki asked after moments of silence, irritation clear in his voice. He worried about Laufey, he was a calculating man, he might figure out his secret and then he would have no leverage.

“They are… how do you say? Calculating?” Vor replied and Loki nodded, pressing on the God of Wisdom. “My King, they seem to be arranging for the return of a lost Prince. They talk of Loptr, their infant heir that was supposed to die. Laufey is very stressed as he plans.”

Loki nodded in understanding and looked over to General Tyr with a raised eyebrow, “how fares the army?”

Tyr looked over to Loki and placed his hand over his heart as he gazed down at the table beneath Loki’s painted fingers, “The armies are ready on your command, my King, should Laufey invade or make an attempt on your life, the Einherjar will be there to save you.”

Loki nodded and then turned to Lord Magni, God of Strength and for him, he produced a golden sword and held it out. Lord Magni took the blade effortlessly and looked at Loki in confusion and the young King only spoke, “you shall need it, leading the charge.”

“And what of Prince Thor, King Loki?” A voice from down the table and when heads turned, Loki gazed down at Serenity. Her hair was pulled back into braids that broke away into a high ponytail, her dress was a simple gold with white stars expertly placed around the gown. She looked like the picture of a Goddess.

“Goddess of Earth. We are glad that you visit our table this day,” Loki greeted and stood to bow to his friend. He had known Serenity as long as he had known you and he was glad to call her a friend. Again, he met her eyes and smiled, “Prince Thor is in your care still, my lady, he shall not be allowed back until the terms of his banishment have been met.”

Serenity nodded and out of her hands came an illusion of Thor with two women and an older-looking fellow, “the Prince has made friends, he settles quite quickly into Midgardian life. He is in pain, though, and he wishes to be home. He has not been away from you this long before, my King. He suffers.”

Loki nodded in understanding and held back his tears as he looked at the illusion before wafting it away and looking at Serenity, “you are Queen and protector of Midgard and those that live there. I know you shall protect my brother for King Odin’s sake and his own. Please, he is still my brother.”

Serenity nodded and lent back in her seat, satisfied. Loki sighed in relief and returned to the meeting.

Hours later, the meeting ended on notes of War and moves against Laufey and his Jötnar. Loki was about to head up to bed when a gentle hand took his shoulder and when he turned, he saw Serenity smiling up at him, “To what do I owe the pleasure of this, my Queen?”

“I wish to walk with the King of Asgard for a while, ‘tis all.” Serenity smiled and Loki nodded, offering her his arm before walking down the golden halls with her. They passed a portrait of Loki with her and you and when Serenity stopped, Loki did too. “Do you remember this?”

“I do,” Loki replied, looking up at your happy smile and he found himself smiling back, “it was the day that I came back from one of my trips to Vanaheim. Y/N had missed me so much and she demanded she had a memorial of me when I disappeared. We had this done in her honour. My dear girl.”

Serenity watched Loki with a careful glare, her brow raised curiously before she pointed a dagger at his throat and she smirked when Loki didn’t even gulp, “you hurt her and I kill you, Odinson. There won’t be a realm outside or on the Yggdrasil that you can hide. She is my everything. Hurt her and I kill you, I promise.”

“Please do. If I betray her, you may kill me.” Loki smiled at Serenity and shook his head fondly before kissing her forehead and stepping away from the dagger, "god natt, lillesøster.”

Serenity watched him walk away and sighed deeply, she saw the tensions in his eyes just as you did. She saw just how much pain he was in even when trying to joke it off. She loved Loki as a brother, saw him go through the same things as you did. She protected his son for him, even though he had no idea. She would do it again and again. You were happy with him and Serenity wanted that happiness to last so she would keep protecting them. She just needed to make sure Odin didn’t interrupt this time.

That night was difficult for Loki; plagued with nightmares and knowing she couldn’t sleep any longer, she got up and changed into a nightdress, heading into her private library just down the corridor. When she walked in, she saw Frigga sat there with a book in her hand and Loki froze in place for a moment before speaking up, “mother?”

“My daughter, you came.” Frigga mumbled, holding her hand out for Loki to take and when he did, she pulled her down into a hug and cherished this moment with her.

“Mother, why are you here so late at night? Why are you away from Odin?” Loki asked, sitting beside her mother and frowning.

Frigga heaved a sigh and held Loki’s hand tight in her grip, “I think you should visit Jötunheim.”

Silence. Ringing silence. No one said anything for a long while. Loki stared at Frigga in surprise before schooling her features and glaring. “Why?”

“Because you are Laufey’s child…” Frigga mumbled and her thumb stroked over Loki’s silky hands gently, “because I know that deep down, Laufey misses his first born so much. You know it too.”

“I am King, mother. I cannot simply just up and leave to Jötunheim at full haste.” Loki snapped and Frigga nodded with understanding before Loki sighed, “when father wakes and is ready to take Hliðskjálf back, I shall take Y/N and we shall venture into Jötunheim.”

Frigga nodded again and pulled Loki into a tight hug, kissing her hair and running her nails through the long ebony locks, “you’ve grown from this, Loki. You’re no longer the shadow. When people talk of you, they will talk of how you saved Asgard from war and how you helped many.”

Loki laughed blankly and shook her head, “I helped no one, mother. Why would a Jotun help anyone?”

Frigga shushed her and laid down in the sofa with Loki on top of her, stroking her hands down her back, “You are our son, Loki, you helped me live. Odin too. You saved Thor so many times. You aren’t the villain you say you are.”

The comfort that Loki felt in those words only lasted a few hours for when he was sat atop Hliðskjálf early that morning, he connected with the Destroyer long enough to see a fight commence between the Warriors and it. Loki panicked and looked around for Thor but found that he wasn’t around and so he assisted the Destroyer in trying to take down the Warriors but in the process, he sent cars flying and indirectly revealed Thor’s hiding place.

“LOKI!” called a voice from Midgard that Loki heard through the Destroyer, “Brother I know you can hear this. I do not know what I did to wrong you after our talk, but this has to stop. You must let us all come home. I’m truly sorry for what happened.”

Loki listened to his brother and turned to walk the Destroyer away but in doing so, unwillingly gave up control and the Destroyer stopped and turned back, hitting Thor across the little town and the throne room rattled at Loki’s scream of horror when he saw Thor collide with the ground.

Loki turned again, dragging his feet to sit upon Hliðskjálf. He’d hit Thor. Sent him flying. He was surely dead. He ordered the Destroyer to come back and that’s when it happened. Through the Destroyer, he felt rumbling and then a lightning flash. Thor was alive. He was restored. Loki cried with joy and cut the connection with the destroyer to walk down to Odin’s rooms.

Arriving there, Loki held his mother and smiled into her neck, “Thor is coming home, mother! He’s home!”

As Loki and Frigga expressed their relief, they laughed and thanked the Gods for saving Thor. For getting him back. It was a miracle.

Loki heard the doors to the chambers open and he turned to greet his brother but all he saw in the blue eyes were hatred and confusion. Did Thor think he did that purposefully?

“Loki tell mother. Tell mother how you tried to kill me just now.” Thor growled and Loki’s heart sank.

He was alone in his mind now; Thor didn’t trust him. Who would? Dark King, after all.

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h0unds-of-h3ll · 2 years

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Tom Hiddleston & more,

X reader fics.

Loki Laufeyson

The devil’s dagger The one time Loki found someone who was worth loving, and then they got taken from him. 5k. Smut.

The disguise of another’s love *Discontinued*

Part one Tom is casted in “Only lovers left alive” and filming in Hamburg, Germany. Luckily, they allowed him to take you. His wonderful girlfriend. What a time to spend life in paradise..until it wasn’t. 3k. No smut.

Part two 4k. No smut.

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lis-likes-fics · 2 years

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Loki Masterlist

Under My Skin Astraphobia Representative Pre-Fatherhood Moth to a Flame The Alpha-Beta Starlight The Red Lantern The Haunting of Odin Manor Loki With Kids Send Me a Poem A Lucky Cauldron* Soul Music Soul Colors I Choose You Bullying Breathing Everything 24 Hours Welcome Foggy Nights The Moonlight Killer Vampire? Vampires.* Pride Lokitty at Hogwarts (Pt. 1) Lokitty at Hogwarts (Pt. 2) Lokitty at Hogwarts (Pt. 3) Lokitty at Hogwarts (Pt. 4) Home Alone Handmaidens

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prettyboisteveharrington · 2 years

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Jealous? Who? Me?

Summary: Loki has some very conflicting feelings towards you.

Dedicated to my good pal @karuna11 for always being a good friend ✨

Loki wasn’t jealous of a mortal? Or at least that’s what he kept telling him whenever you were around.

Loki remembered when he had first joined the team, it had been on probation and with a promise that Thor would keep his eye out for him

As if he needed babysitting

He remembered seeing you for the first time since he joined the compound he had avoided everyone for weeks - you were in the middle of a conversation with Thor, Bruce and Natasha you were laughing and glowing like an actual ray sunshine. Everyone seemed drawn to you like a moth to a flame. Loki hadn’t bothered introducing himself. He remembered how he rolled his eyes and went on his way to the kitchen to make himself a cup of tea.

He remembered how he had felt a pang if something in his chest. Something he couldn’t quite put his finger on.

Loki was in the middle of reading his favourite book on the couch and he was just about to get to the good part when

‘THOR’ You exclaimed excitedly when you ran into the room and towards Thor

‘Y/N’ Thor exclaimed just as loudly as you had which made Loki roll his eyes at both of you.

What a bunch of oafs Loki thought

Loki ignored the conversation as much as he could. But he couldn’t help but watch you. You were bouncing up and down the whole time you were talking to Thor and Thor was grinning like an oaf.

You were putting your hair behind your ear and smiling from ear to ear and touching Thor’s elbow affectionately.

This went on for ages. You were ranting and bouncing happily next to Thor who downright seemed like he adored you. It frankly made Loki feel sick.

You were acting quite playful with him too. It was all way too intimate for Loki’s liking.

Loki eventually got up and left the room and No one paid Him any attention.

Getting people to smile seemed like something that came so fucking easily to you. The more Loki watched you the more annoyed he became.

Loki had trouble playing placing the feeling he felt when he Saw you. Hatred was too strong a word. Loathing wasn’t the right Word either.

Annoyance perharps?

The Avengers were out in the club dancing and you were moving your body on the Dance floor, dancing with everyone except Loki. Loki was here against his will just sitting in the corner watching his team members dancing. Thor had already asked Him to join the others on the Dance floor.

Loki watched as everyone gathered around you naturally and took turns dancing with you. The Way everyones eyes lit up as they were dancing next to you. How easily you Got Them to smile and laugh.

You moved so freely as if you had no troubles or traumas like nothing evil could get you.

Everyone just loved you. It made Loki sick. Just How easy it was for you and How likeable you were and you didn’t even have to try, it just came naturally to you.

Loki was glaring daggers at you. Pesky little mortal

Loki Bet that he could easily beat you in any battle. A mortal like you wouldn’t last a minute in an actual battle with your weak little frame.

Why was it so goddam easy for you to just be charming and yourself? Why were people always drawn to you? What made you so goddamn special?

Loki knew that he was being irrational, unkind and unfair but he couldn’t help it. He could charm people sure, he had done so many many times but people ran from him and not towards him. There was no pull not like there was with you.

‘You know brother , it’s considered rather rude to Stare’ Thor Said sitting Down in the booth next to his brother

‘I’m not staring ‘ Loki Said in a dismissive tone.

Thor laughed

‘You seen rather jealous of lady y/n’

‘That’s preposturous! I’m not jealous. She’s a weak mortal’

‘Then why are you glaring at her?’

‘I’m just thinking of How easy it would be to defeat her in a battle’.

Thor rolled his eyes at him not believing his brother in the slightest.

‘Whatever you say brother! ‘ Thor exclaimed before joining the other Avengers who were still dancing around you.

Stark held one of his famous charity galas and Loki saw you talking to everyone in a gold ball gown that hugged your every curvy. You looked like an absolute vision.

Loki couldn’t stop admiring you, the way your hair fell down your back, how you lit up talking to your friends. You looked ethereal and Loki couldn’t stop starting at you. You hadn’t noticed thank the norms! Not that you really noticed him anyway so why would tonight be any different.

Loki noticed how content you looked slow dancing with his brother. Loki wondered if Thor and you were dating.

Loki felt a pang in his chest. Even his own brother favoured you over him and how could he not when you so easily charmed people around you. It was almost as if you put them under your spell.

Thor was spinning you around on the Dance floor and you were laughing, your eyes were practically glowing. Your head thrown back gleefully. Thor was smiling Down at you fondly.

Next you were dancing with Stark, you were chatting with Him the whole time, probably cracking jokes and laughing before Steve cut in.

Steve was much more gentle with you as you dance together slowly for a song.

Natasha danced with you next, you were dancing next to each other and doing all kinds of fast paced dance moves.

Loki spent all evening watching you.

There was an alien attack on New York and everyone was mid battle. Loki was fighting along his team mates and was using his Magic. He Saw the Way you were using daggers to stab the aliens, you had a fiery passion to you. For someone so breakable you seemed rather fierce.

You were impressive.

Loki had been rather distracted using his magic that he didn’t see one of the creatures coming close to Him which left Him with No time to react as the alien was close to hurting him. He notices that you had swung your hand with a dagger and hit the creature in the side before swinging your other hand with another dagger and hitting the creature in his neck and it fell unto the floor. You looked frozen at the spot, you were covered In blood, it had splattered and hit your face.

Loki tried to get you to look at him, tried to reach out to touch you but he froze. Touching you seemed wrong.

‘Y/n!’ Loki exclaimed as a creature dug his fingers into your side.

Loki reached out and grabbed your hand and pulled you out of the Way before the creature hurt you even further.

Loki lifted you off the ground and carried you somewhere safe away from the battle field

‘Stark! I need assistance, y/n got injured and appears to be in shock’

Loki gave his coordinates to Tony and watched you as you were avoiding his gaze

‘Why did you… ‘ Loki sighed he wasn’t usually tongue tied. He felt out of place And befuddled. Perplexed. He couldn’t think straight

You were still avoiding looking at him

‘You don’t have to carry me. I’m fine. Actually put me down’ you added stubbornly

‘Absolutely not! There’s a massive gash on your side. I would heal it but it’s too deep a cut I’m afraid’

‘It’s just a flesh wound. I will heal. I always do’

‘You won’t heal overnight’ Loki argued

‘You know despite what you think I’m not helpless or weak .’

‘What makes you say-‘

‘Thor mentioned it’ you stated with a hint of annoyance in your voice.

Of course. Brilliant just brilliant Thor. Just what he needed right now a stubborn mortal.

‘What on earth were you thinking! Norms!risking your life like that?’

You looked at Loki for the first time and seemed to tense up which caused your wound to sting even more and you hissed.

‘ look I know you’re not my biggest

fan but we are on the same team. team mates look out for each other’

‘We aren’t even mere acquaintances’

‘And do tell who’s fault is that’ you added giving him a look that told him you were pissed off.

‘ I beg your pardon! am I meant to converse and waste my time with a mere mortal!’

‘Oh I’m sorry my company doesn’t strike your fancy your majesty’ you added in a mocking voice.

Loki didn’t bother responding he just rolled his eyes at you. You folded your arms in front of your chest and looked away and muttered and stiffened in Loki’s hold.

‘Ignorant fool’

Loki wanted to scoff. He didn’t need saving especially not from you. But he kept his mouth shut. You needed to save your energy and arguing didn’t help. Plus he was tempted to ask more questions but didn’t get the chance to as Stark showed up.

‘Thank you for keeping her away from the battle Reindeer games’ Tony said as he took you gently Into his arms and flew off.

Loki noticed that you seemed to relax in Starks arms.

Loki just stood there for a moment and looked after you.

Loki didn’t see you around for the next while as you were recovering and he was pretty sure you were avoiding him and to be honest he didn’t blame you he hadn’t exactly been the most agreeable towards you.

While he hadn’t been nasty towards you as much as he had been behind your back.

He had had a lot of time to think about why your presence irritated him so much and the answer he had come up with didn’t please him and he would never admit it to anyone. He would take it to the grave.

He was perhaps. Just perhaps jealous of you.

The way you held yourself with grace and charisma in social gatherings. How everyone was naturally so drawn to you. How well liked you were by everyone you ever met.

How well spoken you were at Starks charity galas.

Why would he a literal god be jealous of you?

When he finally saw you again you were hanging out with Bucky, Steve and Sam. you were in the middle of a conversation but you seemed off, your smile seemed slightly forced and you seemed worn out and tired.You were wearing an oversized jumper and shorts.

Something had shifted in his perception of you. The annoyance was gone and in its place was regret, regret for not getting you out of the way quickly enough.

If it hadn’t been for him perhaps you wouldn’t have gotten injured. Now you weren’t yourself and Loki couldn’t deal with it so he left before he cause even more damage.

You didn’t go back to normal and no one noticed. At least no one but Loki. Loki saw How your smile wasn’t as wide or How your laugh wasn’t as vibrant anymore. Or How you weren’t the fucking ray of sunshine you used to be.It shouldn’t matter to Loki it really shouldn’t

as you weren’t friends. You weren’t close. But not seeing you smile? Yeah that was not acceptable. Loki knew he needed to cheer you up somehow but he didn’t know you well enough to even know what you liked and disliked.

Gone were the days where you sparkled. Your normal cheerful attitude was gone and a more gloomy one was there. You were engaged in conversation with one or several of the Avengers but lately you had on big baggy clothes and your nose stuck in a book. Your fellow team mates were giving you space.

Whatever happened that made you go into shock during the battle with the aliens must have really have taken its toll on you.

Loki spotted you on a couch next to the window and he sat down a few seats away from you.

You didn’t look up from your copy of little women at first as you appeared too engrossed in the book. Loki said nothing and started to read his own book.

You sighed

‘Did Tony ask you to babysit me? Because I’m fine Ste-‘ you started to say and looked up to find Loki on the couch

‘Oh’ you added confused

‘This is the best spot to read in the whole compound’ Loki added before going back to reading his book

‘I mean it. I really don’t need babysitting’

‘It’s a good thing that I’m not here to babysit you then’

You looked at him in disbelief

‘ why are you here then?’ You asked Loki softly.

‘You don’t seem like your usual self’

‘What do you mean?’

Loki sighed

‘Usually you shine. In a way unlike anyone I’ve ever met before. When you laugh you laugh with your whole body and you pull everybody in when you talk and it’s just so so irritating how easy it looks for you’

‘Are you. No you couldn’t possibly be-‘ You stopped talking.

You examined him for a moment he looked bothered almost -

‘You’re jealous of me?’ You asked

Flabbergasted

‘ why on Asgards green Earth would i be jealous?’ Loki Said trying to play it cool like he wasn’t bothered but he couldn’t fool you. At least not anymore.

‘you so are! I cannot believe mr I’m so great and mischeivious is jealous of a ‘mere mortal’ you commented and laughed

Loki didn’t say anything and you stopped laughing

‘Wait.. why are you jealous exactly ?’

Loki sighed and figured that maybe telling you couldn’t harm the situation. He was tired of always feeling alone and left out.

‘Everybody loves you! And it’s so easy for you being so naturally charming! It’s frustrating! It’s irritating! Even Thor like you better! He might be an oaf at times but he’s my brother’

‘ that’s not true! Thor adores you’

‘Please spare me the sympathic lies’

‘ you know before you joined he talked about How excited he was that you were joing the Avengers. He would coun’t Down the days for you to come. He even made me intrigued and i was ecstatic to meet you too’

Loki looked at you in disbelief

‘ why on earth would you be ecstatic’ Loki asked puzzled

‘ Thor is like family to me. When I joined he really looked after me, said I reminded him of you. He used to tell these long stories about your shenanigans when you were children. He made you seem so cool’

Loki didn’t say anything so you continued

You looked out the window before you continued.

‘I think everyone here is drawn to me because they can see how far I’ve come. When I arrived I wasn’t in the best condition. It took a lot of work and determination to become so charismatic and so positive’

‘How did you make the transition?’ Loki asked softly

‘Lots of patience with myself. Lots of practise. Still it’s nothing to be jealous of we are all different… Look we don’t have to be best buds or anything but can we just be civil to each other at least?’

Loki looked at you as if he saw you for the first time and nodded his head

‘Truce?’ You Said Holding out your pinky finger

‘Truce’ Loki confirmed linking his pinky finger with yours.

For the next few weeks Loki would join you on the couch and you would read in silence. On a rare occation he would bring you books for you to read and you would do the same to Him. Loki noticed you seemed a bit more like yourself.

On a particular rainy Loki noticed How you were staring out the window distracted from Reading your book.

‘What’s on your mind?’ Loki asked curiously

‘I’m admiring the rain. The Way it cascades Down the Windows so beautifully’

Loki was watching How soft your face looked with the sunlight framing your face beautifully. Your eyes were glowing and traces of your old self was formning again.

‘I wonder if a thunderstorm is coming later’ you said out loud in fascination

‘Do you want go outside in the rain?’

‘YES’ you Said before you Got up from your Seat and rushed out the compound and dragged Loki with you.

When you Got outside you stood and looked up at the rain before before spreding your arms out Loki was watching you with an amused expression.

‘You’re going to get soaked!’

You shrugged

‘I don’t Care!!’

You started to Dance in the rain Loki was watching you in fascination. You had No idea How carefree and beautiful you looked in that moment. It was as if you had sensed Him staring at you. This time it was in adoration and not envy.

‘Dance with me?’ You asked almost in a shy manner

‘I beg your parden?’

Had Loki just heard you right? You wanted to Dance with Him? Why on Asgard would you-

‘Dance. With. Me!!!’ You interrupted his thoughts.

Before he could protest you had taken his hands in yours and you started moving your body to the beat of an invisable drum, you looked up at Loki with your Big doe eyes and he was finding it hard to say No. Loki ended up dancing with you and you both just held Hands and danced For What seemed like an eternity. You kept smiling up at Him the entire time.

You and Loki didn’t hang out a lot on your own after that but you would wave Him over or Call Him over when you were talking to other Avengers and you would smile up at Him the entire time. You were starting to become your Old self again. Loki could tell you probably wanted Him to feel more included and Loki felt conflicted. He didn’t know why but he didn’t want you to pity Him. He wanted something Else. Something he couldn’t quite put his finger on.

You would even occationally go to Loki for advice.

You were sitting on the counter drinking your morning coffee with Loki sitting on a bar stool next to you sipping his tea. You looked adorable in your oversized in shirt and a pair of shorts.

You stretched which exposed your scar from that day, it was quite a massive scar. You noticed Loki looking at it and you put your arms down but didn’t cover yourself up.

‘How are you feeling now’ Loki said and pointed to where the scar was.

‘better’

‘You do seem a lot more chipper now. Almost like before’

Your gaze lingered on his.

‘Y/n?’

‘Yes?’

‘ if you are including me in conversations with the other Avengers because you pity me I would prefer it if you stopped. I don’t need anyone’s pity’

You stared at him incredulously

‘You’re kidding right?’

Loki looked at you with an almost vulnerable expression. Almost. Loki shook his head. It was too painful for him to speak at the moment.

‘I do not pity you. I include you because I value you. Because I see you as a friend. Because you put up with me, I know I’m a handful sometimes. Because I enjoy your company. Because you saved my life that day… Thank you for saving my life that day ’

Loki looked at you with a certain level of scepticism and scanned your face for any lies or deception but relaxed once he found nothing but earnestly.

‘I’m deeply sorry for how I treated you that day and before that. I was wrong to be jealous and I shouldn’t have taken it out on you. Is it possible for you to forgive me for being such a fool?’

You looked at him with a raw expression and leaned over and hugged him.

‘There’s nothing to forgive’

Loki didn’t expect the hug and tensed up, you sensed him being uncomfortable and let go and he regretted not hugging you back

‘I’m sorry I shouldn’t have hugg-‘

Loki shook his head and gave you a smile before pulling you into his arms and you hugged Him back fiercely.

‘Thank you for looking out for me that day. It means more to me than words could ever express’ Loki said placing his head on top of yours.

You spent ages in Loki’s embrace, he didn’t want to let you go.

The Avengers had gone to the fun fair but had split up in teams of Four to five people- it was Sam, Steve, Bucky, Wanda and Vision.

Tony was with Bruce, Morgan and Pepper.

The last group was you, Loki, Thor, Natasha and Peter.

You had spent the whole evening with your arms linked around Thor and Loki. Loki had to witness you being affectionate with Thor. It started out innocently enough- Thor did the ring toss game he had won a stuffed teddybear for you and you had hugged Him. But you had been giving Him looks all evening and Loki was.. Well slightly jealous, but this time he was jealous of Thor.

Ever since the hug a few weeks ago Loki had started to develope feelings for you.

he didn’t quite know what to do as a mere four months ago he had found your presence highly annoying now he looked forward to reading next to you on the couch and sharing his thoughts with you. He enjoyed when you dragged him out for group hangouts and asked him for advice. He liked the way your eyes sparkled when you talked about things you were passionate about.

He liked how you smiled when you saw him enter a room. He just overall really enjoyed how you lit up a room. He just enjoyed being around you. But he longed touch you.

Where you two a thing now? Did you fancy his brother??

Loki really couldn’t tell.

He knew the mature thing was to ask you about it but he was unsure of How to best approach the situation.

Thor and you were currently having a cotton candy contest and you were in the lead.

‘Go on y/n crush him!’ Nat said encouragingly while sitting across from you on the bench.

‘Go Thor!!’ Peter cheered

You swallowed the last piece of cotton candy and opened your mouth to show everyone No pieces of cotton candy was left

‘Y/n is the winner!!!’ Nat exclaimed and gave you a High five

You stood up and bowed

‘Thank you Thank you’

‘I BET PETER AND I CAN BUMP INTO YOU MOST IN THE SMALL CARS!’

‘Oh you are so dead!’ You commented excitedly before running after Thor and Peter which left Nat and Loki alone.

Loki looked after you slightly amused.

‘You know i haven’t seen y/n that happy for years. You’re a good influence on her’

‘ I’m sure she would have gotten there herself’ Loki shrugged and looked after you.

He had been very wrong about you and your strength. When life pushed you Down you always Got back up. You one of the strongest people he knew.

‘You know when she Got injured she briefly talked about quitting the Avengers and going back home. It was a really bad day for her and for weeks after she was a shell of who she used to be until you became friends. I believe you two make each other better’ Nat Said taking a drink from her beer before going over to the bumper cars.

Loki walked over to the bumper cars and saw you, Peter and Thor in the queue

Thor and Peter were chatting and you were smiling at Thor.

Loki watched you in the bumper car chasing after while you were laughing when they bumped into your car or you bumped into theirs.

You really were something else.

Loki looked at you with a small smile playing on his lips

Nat was laughing at them

‘Such children’ she murmured

Once they were done in the bumper cars Thor, Peter and Y/n joined Nat and Loki.

‘Told you we would beat you!!!’

You shoved Thor playfully and rolled your eyes.

‘I’ll get you next time!!’

‘In your dreams fair maiden!’

You laughed slightly and went over to Loki and linked your elbow together with Loki’s.

‘Next time I’ll team up with Loki and we will kick your ass! Right Loki’ you asked looking at him for confirmation

Loki gave you a nod but had gone quiet and you could sense some Kind of tension in the air and decided to go off alone with Loki.

‘Let’s go for a ride on the Ferris wheel’ you said as you walked away from the others.

‘We will be back shortly’ you called over your shoulder and everyone gave you a knowing look and you blushed and rolled your eyes.

When you got to the Ferris wheel there was a heavy silence and Loki seemed distracted and you waited patiently for him to speak.

By the time you sat down in the seats and the Ferris wheel started moving he still hadn’t spoken.

‘Loki?’

He looked at you with a blank expression

‘Is something wrong? You have been awfully quiet all evening’

‘I’m alright Darling No need to worry’

You gave Him a look that told Him you didn’t believe Him for a second.

‘It’s nothing’

‘Okay’ you shrugged and looked up at the sky as the Sun was setting. You were admiring the view.

‘It’s so beautiful ‘ you said in pure amazement as you looked at the sun set.

‘You know.. you should really tell him that you like him’

You looked at him so fast and gave him a confused look

‘Tell Who? I like.. wait.. What now?’ You asked visably confused

‘ my brother darling. I see the way look at him, the way he looks at you’

Loki added uneasily. He wanted you to be happy even if it wasn’t with him.

You started to look at him incredulously before laughing

Loki looked at you puzzled

‘I adore Thor’ you started

Lokis face fell a bit

Here it comes

‘He’s a dear friend of mine but I do not have any feelings for him… wait why would you think-‘

You looked at him and he looked at you

‘Wait a minute…Are you jealous again?’

Loki said nothing but looked at you with an almost pained expression

‘Wait… why are you jealous?’ You asked unsure

‘Isn’t it rather obvious?‘ Loki asked

You Said nothing. You just looked at Him and he looked at you. The tention was so Think that you could Cut it with a knife.

Loki leaned in towards you and touched your face and your eye widened in surprise which made Loki freeze up and lean back and he removed his hand from your cheek.

‘ my apologies Darling i thought there was a moment ‘ Loki murmered before looking away.

You pur your hand on top of his.

‘You like me?’ You asked timidly almost insecure

This made Loki look up at you.

‘ most ardently darling’ Loki’s impression softened and he smiled

‘Kiss me’ you added boldly and smiled

Loki soaked in your beauty for a minute, you were shinning and looked at Him like he was the best thing in the whole world which made him go a little soft

Loki didn’t need to be told twice. He captured your lips in his and caressed your face with his fingers which made you moan and deepen the kiss. You made out for Ages before eventually breaking apart, you rested your forehead against his.

Loki smiled against your forehead, he couldn’t believe he got to have this or that it was mutual. I didn’t understand how he got to have someone as wonderful as you in his life.

You were the actual sunshine of his life and he would treasure you for however long you wanted him.he hoped he got to keep you forever.

#loki #loki laufeyson #marvel #loki x y/n #loki xreader #loki x female reader #loki odinson #the avengers #tried to add a read more tab but it did not work yelp #haha I’m not good at tumblr

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orithyia-eriphyle · 2 years

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Loki: I would like to become more than friends.

(Y/n): best friends 🥺?

Loki: That’s not wha-

#Loki #marvel #Loki x reader #Loki x you #Loki x y/n #avengers #y/n #reader #xreader #this is kinda funny ngl #idek man #loki laufeyson #loki of asgard #loki Odinson #mcu #marvel cinematic universe #Stan lee

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starshipsofstarlord · 3 years

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I Don’t Trust Her

Summary: Sylvie knows what makes Loki tick, and thus she goes through time, and finds the one source that will make him vulnerable before her eyes

Pairing: Loki Laufeyson x reader

Warnings: mentions of death, angst, some spoilers for Loki, threat of life, major character death, pruning

Word Count: 2353

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Anguish poised upon the trickster’s face, as a rugged smirk appeared on that of his opponents. She held one of his infamous daggers upon the throat of a feeble midguardian that the superior Loki had come to know. Her breathing was rash as she felt the metal glide smoothly across her skin, it had his eyes bulbous in fear. His variant version could surely not be that cruel, could it? A long time ago, he’d have done the same thing, and beckon any mortal at his call, wishing to restrain power atop of their heads in a means of controlling them and the rest of their race. But that was no longer what he wanted, all he wished for was for Sylvie to release y/n, and for her to get away unscathed. They were at the means of the end; the elevator to the time keepers, she was keeping him at bay, using y/n as a chip in her game to delay his span of actions to retain her and all the schemes that she had smoothly outlined after a series of long and gruelling years that had left her fending for herself at the end of worlds. She was that cruel, and the fault was all down to the TVA, they just did not want to claim responsibility for how she had evolved, with the damned wishes of diminishing them and their impactful schedule that courses through the rhythm that was the underwire of time lines.

She and this Loki, whilst attaining their natural similarities, were far from the course each had been set on. Glorious purposes were for the corrupt and foolish, those who did not deserve the ability to evade a chain of numerous deaths that were in the works of each and every role that they had been fit to play in the digressive scripts that commenced heroes to victory, and those by their sides, tricksters or nought, to a defining and crippling end. And much alike to how Loki had seen himself in that interrogation screen, his life expendable in the wrathful hand of Thanos the Titan whom had the vision of bringing a lifestyle of equality to all by erasing half of each existing race, Sylvie could rip away y/n’s life, and nothing in the grand scheme would be changed, it would merely be a bump in the road which would not show on record. “Isn’t that sweet, the variant has a weakness. Of whom would ever recount such a day that the God of Mischief cared for someone other than himself, it’s a rare sight that many don’t get to see.” Sylvie spoke like a snake seeding through thick foliage of grass, swivelling her tongue to persecute her words into a dagger, to which she was sending directly to his heart, which thumped gravely like the poised music played prior to a royal execution. His blood stirred, uncertain of how he should manipulate his female self to release the woman that he felt humanity for, all he knew was that he had no jurisdiction of risking her life so that he could prevent his predicted own with the aid of the lizards that sat with privilege at the top of a string of connective revelations.

They were supposed to be spoofed myths, much like the heart that Loki wore on his sleeve and was reflected in the tears that honoured his emerald sockets. “Let her go, she has nothing to do with this.” He could see y/n struggling to comprehend what was going on, as he cautiously stared at her, it was as though she did not recognise him. And that would be no surprise, Sylvie could have momentarily emitted to any timeline to suppress hostage over a version of the mortal of whom Loki was extraordinarily fond of, but that didn’t matter if it were not the one that he had acquainted himself with. If it were y/n; any y/n for that matter, he would deem himself with the role of saving her, ironically from a version of himself. Sylvie, who he had yet to know under that self assigned title, smugly coiled her arm around y/n’s waist, using that specific grip as leverage to steer the blade frightfully closer to the juncture of her throat. Loki could not help but gulp, as he watched her eyes scramble around the scene, and almost plead for his help. Whilst he was not exemplified by the title of a hero, that with every step they made was defined their path that was believed to be the route that would pave a greater future, there was nothing that the Asguardian trickster, birthed by the cold rush of a frost giant would not do to preserve the innocent life of his beloved.

“And why would I listen to you, or anyone for that matter? Every life, especially here, means nothing, so long as the graphic path that projects in the feral eyes of the Time Keepers stays pristine and there are no jagged colourings outside the lines, and that includes your little pet here. So, if you want her to live, then you will let me onto that elevator, and I will release her, that is the only way that is going to work here, otherwise I will not hesitate to regress this one into a pile of limp bones and skin that lays on the ground, wallowing in her own blood.” Her threats were not just defining Loki with the infinite thoughts of riddling fear that struck his appearance with such emotion rather vividly, but also y/n, who shifted with lack of settlement under the grip of the sly goddess. It was a rather brave act for a mortal, to think about escaping from the coiled grasp of a woman of Asgard; a princess. There was nervousness enveloped in Loki’s eyes as he stifled his breath through his nostrils, attempting to remain calm. He had to stay in such a way, to ensure that y/n’s life, even if not be his y/n, hung in the balance.

It was his intent, that despite him knowing another version of this fair maiden, that was righteously feistier and more adversed with him and his slick ways, to save her, no matter what. He didn’t know if he’d ever be able to see his y/n ever again, Mobius had told him that he was to die in that timeline, and he wondered how she was coping without his presence, or if she was even alive… There were still many questions that he held above all to ask, and if he couldn’t ask his lost love, then he’d ask the damned lizards in the epitome of space if he were to ever get the chance to meet their highnesses. And whilst this y/n may have been nothing more than another vessel, a cusp of air that was passing through time, Loki held his hand in a surrender, allowing his weapons to clatter upon the ground. Sylvie could go wherever she wanted, as long as he could rescue this one woman from her threatening hands. He didn’t trust her, despite her being a Loki, and perhaps that was why he had trouble inclining his faith in her.

Everything that had fled her mouth, the excuses, the thirst for vengeance reminded him of himself, but he wanted to be better than that. And he thought that this path with the TVA could help, that he could possibly redeem himself and save some from getting pruned, that was the plan at least. He had always been a cockroach, slipping from scathing circumstances alive, but now he had discovered that he was always meant to die, and that was his greatest fear; to disappear from life and not be remembered. He had no legacy, and if those flickering images were indeed true, no one would care for his passing, except maybe Thor and y/n. But he had no idea of what was or already had become of either of them, they were the two most important people to him alongside Frigga, and he had already learned what one of his countless mistakes had cost.

“Because, whilst you may disagree to the proof that we are the same, and that you’re not a Loki, the one thing that you can understand is how it feels to lose someone. You’ll never make it to the Time Keepers, they’ll catch up to you, you’re in need of a better plan, so here, take this, and leave the woman, she has no part to play in this shamble of catastrophe.” He threw the device that she had wanted towards her, and she caught it instantaneously, removing one hand from her grip on this y/n. “She is a variant, same as us, but she comes from a world where she is simply of no importance, except to me. She’s mundane in the way that she lives, in fact she’s quite simple. But she’s a fighter, and a damned good one at that, and whilst this may not be the same version as the one that I have interacted with, she deserves better than to have her story end here.” Sylvie scoffed, rolling her eyes at the sentimental point that he was trying to bide across.

“You can’t get it through your thick skull, can you? You really must be a Loki; she’s expendable, the same as all of us, they don’t care for values or worth, they just need every little thing to be perfect in their handbooks that are meant to cop out every difference that subjects a variant into being impulsive and stepping out of line. A human is not going to change a way that they think if a god cannot, and that obstacle isn’t going to devise me from abandoning my schemes either, this place must fall at my feet, for not myself but everyone that has ever suffered at the hands of these sick rules. We’re supposed to be the tricksters here and everywhere else, however they are the ones playing games, and looped digressively into their own mind controlling one. They are so hellbent on making sure that nothing sticks out of the lines that they will go so far as to ensure that they have no idea where they originally sprouted from; it’s no coincidence that they look human.” Seethed the other Loki, loosening her grip on the woman and pushing her towards Loki, though she didn’t look so adamant to join him either.

It was nothing that he could blame her for, he had not so long ago in her sights struck terror upon the planet of which she habited. Or so he assumed, it was either that or she was really confused, both would make sense, though to him the one defining fact that was as clear as ice to him was that she didn’t care for him as his y/n had. She had been gentle with him, noticing that he could crack at the slightest bruise to his ego; he had met her before he spited and aspired into being the ruler of her world. She had stopped him from killing his own brother when he had resorted to stealing the throne; a SHIELD agent had been her status, but this one was not quite as skill full, he could tell as her eyes cast down and she toughened her jaw, he was sure her toes were curling in her flat wear shoes. “Y/n is not just human, she is a wondrous momentum, and every second I spend without her, I miss her more than the last. Let me be something other than a foe for once, she lost me when I was dragged here, and this is the closest that I shall ever get to her again I fear.”

“Loki.” His name was called, but not by Sylvie. The soldiers were behind him, and they called y/n forwards, coaxing her away from the long lived menaces and into their naive shell of safety. Loki tried to grab her, pull her away; he knew she had witnessed too much for there to even be a chance for no punishment, but Sylvie grabbed him just in time for him to begin to scream and shout, begging them to show her mercy. Though his words did not sway them, his tongue was not so silver after all, instead he was left with a somber taste rotting in his mouth as they watched them strike her with the rod, pruning her out from existence and brutally dismissing her body into the great beyond. “What did I tell you?” Sylvie quirked her brow, them leaping through time to escape the horrific scene. It wouldn’t be today that she’d face those lizards that lived high and mighty, but she’d get her vengeance, as would Loki for his beloved. He wanted to return to his y/n, but that possibility was vastly out of focus. He should have trusted Sylvie ironically enough … then maybe y/n would have been alive… But he had always had a lack of trust in himself.

She had not even spoken a singular word to him, she was too meek, however he could still remember his y/n’s last words, and they would haunt him forever. How am I supposed to trust you after all that you’ve done? And now, he could not trust himself; not to save her, not to have faith in the TVA, or the flow of time itself. The universe was cruel, and he found himself wishing that he could be nothing more than a midguardian man that had no quarrels with changing his mind in the last moment, and would play life at it’s recommended pace. He just had to have been born a god, not to mention of deceit. Fate had toyed with him as she did, and now he found himself wishing for his legacy to be fulfilled; he’d rather be dead than mourning y/n in this life.

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Loki Dreaming, Chapter 1

The Beginning

Word Count:1k

Main Characters: Y/N, Loki

Speed: Slow burn

Mature?: No

Pronouns used: she/her

Summary: Y/N starts to explore the world of lucid dreaming by shifting into a reality of the mcu, specifically to a scene where she can meet the god of her dreams.

WARNING: This is a fictional piece of writing, lucid dreaming will not have these exact effects. With this in mind if you are still interested in doing lucid dreaming please do your research and proceed with caution!

You stare at the screen as your mind raced with so many thoughts and emotions. You read over the article again and again. 'Lucid Dreaming is a way to control what you dream and how you react.' You throw yourself in to your research and wait for night to fall.

It all started as you had planned it. Laying in bed with a calming youtube video playing in the background as you fully relaxed into your sheets. The almost trance like music faded as you had focused on the scene that you wanted, the holding cell of Loki in the Avengers Tower. As much as you had wanted to just jump in to it you figured you would start small while keeping yourself safe.

As your eyes fully adjust to the scene you look down at your body, it had come through in this new dream world exactly as you would look in the waking world. "woah..." you exclaim softly as you look at your hands in shock. A fake cough came from some distance away from you. You look up to see the trickster himself, Loki. You examine his face closely to see that he was a perfect replica of Tom Hiddleston which makes you break out a large smile on your face.

He looks back you with a look of obvious annoyance. "What is wrong with your face mortal?" He rolls his eyes and crosses his arms.

"Well umm... well I came looking for you.. I am a big fan if I must admit" You blush and look back down at your hands as your nervousness starts to overcome you.

"hm.." He mulls over his thoughts as he looks over you. "I guess you'll have to do then mortal, show me you mean it and go over to that panel to release me". He smiles and points over at the large panel you just happened to be standing next to.

"I.. I don't think I can do that the Aveng...." you start to ramble before being cut off by Loki banging on the glass of the holding cell.

"and they call me the liar. You admiration means nothing to me if you cannot finish a simple task" He frowns and just like that your heart starts to ache. You didn't mean to make him upset yet here you are. You took all of this time and effort to meet him and you couldn't even push a button. Your eyes prick with tears and you start to slowly move to the panel. Loki looks at you with a raised eyebrow and waits for your next move.

"I'm sorry I hesitated" you wipe your tears away and look at the panel trying to calm yourself. You were in too deep. Both you and Loki knew that yet you still searched for a way too free him from his cell. You take a deep breath as you spot the button and as you press it you let out a long exhale. You take your time to turn around and see Loki stretch and walk out of his large cell. As he comes closer you start to realize how massive he actually is. You back up towards the panel as your heart beats even faster.

"hm... you will have to do" He places his cold hand underneath your chin to move your head around as he examines you. As he pulls away his hand you start to miss the coldness of his touch. "now, my plan will have to change. These fools must not be underestimated" His eyes scan the various buttons and gadgets strewn across the room until he spots his scepter. "now follow me mortal" he says dismissively as he walks to his scepter to weigh it in his hands.

"uhm.. excuse me, Loki Sir. Where are we going?" a small smirk appears on his face as he turns to you.

"your majesty will do just fine, mortal." he taps his scepter on the ground making his usual glowing armor appear on his body. "now for where we are going it'll have to be a secret. Can't have you going off once you grow bored of me" another light blush flushes your cheeks and you look nervously at your shoes. A slight smile grows on Loki as you look away and he grabs your hand before a flash of blue light engulfs the both of you as you're transported.

You breathe hard as you fall to your knees in a wooden house. Loki looks down at you with an expression you can't quite pin point but it looks as if he was slightly concerned. You start to slowly catch your breath and look at your surroundings. It looked like a quaint little cottage in what you could tell was deep in the woods. But the more you looked the items within the cottage were almost other worldly. You stand up and furrow your brows. "what.. what is this place?"

"ah so you like it huh? This is a replica of a home we have in Asgard." He smiles briefly at the thought and walks around what seemed to be the kitchen. He places his hand on an intricately carved wooden table. "there are many fond memories here with my mother.... my brother and father on the other hand." He stops abruptly and snarled. "they make the memories not so fond." He walks away from you to go in to the main room. You look after him slightly bewildered at his actions. Why did he open up to you and become vulnerable. That shouldn't be in his nature, you've watched the movies enough to know he doesn't just tell anyone his emotions. "well.. anyways. This is where we will be staying until I can properly get my troops in order" He shrugs off his cape and heads back over to his scepter. "I expect you to stay exactly where you are until I return" You frown deeply and huff slightly which made a small chuckle arise from Loki mouth. "I promise I will return shortly"

All you could do was nod as his body engulfs in that familiar blue light as he teleports to gods know where. You sigh and head in to the main room to explore your new home.

Chapter 2

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