Curiosity {Loki x Goddess!Reader}
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Even if he's a creepy ass mother fcker, he has one of the prettiest pair of eyes I've ever seen
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Throughout the entire council, you stared at the green haired god with your eyes full of curiosity. You weren't even paying any attention to the topics spoken between your fellow deities, too fixated on the Norse god's head.
"I wonder if Loki's hair is as soft as it appears?" You pondered, your eyes shining with more curiosity. Your hands were rested on your lap, gripping your dress.
You were so distracted, you didn't notice that the council had ended until one of your servants grabbed your attention.
"Lady (Y/n), the council has ended." She said. You hummed and got up from your seat that resembled your throne back at home. You gave her a smile and walked behind her. Your servant guided you out of the meeting room and put a protective arm in front of you when one of the minor gods walked past you.
"Ah, there's no need for that, my child. I'm capable to protecting myself." You tried to reassure her. The girl's face flushed in embarrassment, bowing down repeatedly.
"I apologise, Lady (Y/n)!" She said, her voice filled with panic. You blinked and gave her a soft pat on her head, like you always do to your servants.
"Don't apologise, my child. You did nothing wrong." You said to the girl, standing her up straight. You often treated your servants like they were your children, so this wasn't a surprise to the female servant.
"Now, please go do your duties. I don't need help with anything right now." You urged, waving your hand to dismiss her. The girl stuttered out a protest, but you ignored it and went on with your day. You let out melodious hums, making your way out of the castles. A gentle breeze hits your face and blows through your hair. Suddenly, you detected a faint but familiar presence behind you.
"I know you're there, Loki. Your stealth doesn't work on me anymore." You casually cheered, your smile ever so sweet when the god decided to show himself.
"Aww, little jewel~ always ruining the fun~" He teased, patting your head like a puppy. You rolled your eyes playfully, punching his shoulder softly.
"And how am I ruining the fun?" You snickered.
"You seriously don't know? I knew how you were looking at me." His lips formed a slightly crooked smile, leaning closer to your face. Your playfulness completely disappeared, the heat rising to your face.
"You were staring at me the entire time, like a curious little kitten~"
"I wonder why- huh?" Loki completely stopped talking when he felt your hand on his head, stroking it. Your (E/c) orbs widen with fascination.
"I only started at you because I was rather curious about your hair. I never knew it was this soft!" You continued to play with his hair, accidentally brushing your fingertips against his face and jaw. The god, however, didn't know how to reply. He certainly didn't expect such boldness from a goddess like you. It didn't mean he hated the feeling. In fact, he loved it.
"Your hair's so soft!" You cooed, pulling him in for a hug and resting your head on his own. It would've been somewhat nice...
If he wasn't suffocating in your chest.
Loki didn't know where to put his hands, too distracted with the soft and warm feeling of your chest. Yes, he has noticed how voluptuous you were, but never paid full attention to it until now.
"I was right. Your hair is as soft as I thought." You couldn't help but fawn over the god's hair. Finally, on his end, you let him go, your hand reaching down to pat his head once again. When you pulled your hand away, Loki grabbed it.
"You think you can get away with what you just did?" He hissed, his hand tightened around your wrist. You were scared he was mad, but quickly noticed the lack of hostility in his tone and calmed down.
"With what?"
Loki kept his mouth shut and dragged you to his room, pushing you in and locked it. Unexpectedly, he put you on the bed and hovered over you with a wicked grin.
"You can put those hands to good use~"
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RoR Y/n's Thoughts#2
Y/n*Is tied with a red ribbon that has a tag"Your's now!" to the gods, still with a dazed look into the abyss*Dude...When we yawn...do deaf people think we are screaming?...
Buddha:...Really we're doing this again?*Came to the God section after he heard your voice your thoughts out loud again*
Y/n: If you're waiting for the waiter...aren't YOU the waiter?*Looks deep in thought*
Buddha:...They're just gonna keep talking...
Y/n: Why aren't apple chargers just called apple juice?
Thor:....*Actually looks like you gave him the biggest revelation*
Y/n: Bruh....if you work as security at a Samsung store ....does that make you guardian of the galaxy?...*Puts the song from guardians of the galaxy-"Stuck in feeling"
Thor:....what is a guardian of the galaxy?
Y/n*Is hugging Loki's leg and looking up at him in shock*MAH GUY HOW DO YOU THROW AWAY A GARBAGE CAN?
Loki: PLEASE STOP MY BRAIN HURTS!?*Actually looks distressed from all the whiplash of thoughts your given him*
Y/n:...If you buy a bigger bed...you're are left with more bedroom but LESS bedroom!?
Buddha*Grabs You and starts to wrap you in a blanket like a baby potato*Alright goodnight you PHILOSOPHER YOU-you should be doing all that thinking in your OWN room...but anyway-*Taking you away to sleep in his room*
The Norse Pantheon was left in disarray...
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I really want to know how does this:
Turned into this:
I mean, seriously, what changed him so much and influenced his decision?
The emergence of his own glorious purpose? Fear of the unknown, loneliness? Realization of belonging to this place? The appearance of feelings for Loki and the fear of losing him?
I feel that the answer is somewhere right in front of me, but I don't see it.
I only know that for some unknown reason, Mobius is very hurt and sad.
He is the person who is always kind and smiling on the outside, but inside he is slowly dying, because no one cares about him.
And I just hope that before he turns into spaghetti, Loki will find time and a way to talk to him frankly and be able to comfort him.
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